Poetic Openings : Rupert Brooke to Sir Thomas Brown

Poet : Rupert Brooke : Poem : V. The Soldier : First Line :
Poet : Rupert Brooke : Poem : Victory : First Line : All night the ways of Heaven were desolate,
Poet : Rupert Brooke : Poem : Vision Of The Archangels, The : First Line : Slowly up silent peaks, the white edge of the world,
Poet : Rupert Brooke : Poem : Voice, The : First Line : Safe in the magic of my woods
Poet : Rupert Brooke : Poem : Wagner : First Line : Creeps in half wanton, half asleep,

Poet : Rupert Brooke : Poem : Waikiki : First Line : Warm perfumes like a breath from vine and tree
Poet : Rupert Brooke : Poem : Way That Lovers Use, The : First Line : The way that lovers use is this;
Poet : Rupert Brooke : Poem : Wayfarers, The : First Line : Is it the hour? We leave this resting-place
Poet : Sir Thomas Brown : Poem : Disguises : First Line : High stretched upon the swinging yard,
Poet : Sir Thomas Brown : Poem : Dora : First Line : SHE knelt upon her brother's grave,

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