81 Quotes by Rupert Brooke

Fish say, they have their Stream and Pond; But is there anything Beyond?

Stands the Church clock at ten to three? And is there honey still for tea?

Canada is a live country - live, but not, like the States, kicking.

Oh! death will find me, long before I tire Of watching for you; and swing me suddenly Into the shade and loneliness and mire Of the last land!

Mud unto mud!--Death eddies near-- Not here the appointed End, not here! But somewhere, beyond Space and Time, Is wetter water, slimier slime!

The worst of slaves is he whom passion rules.

Down the blue night the unending columns press In noiseless tumult, break and wave and flow

Youth is stranger than fiction.

Love is a breach in the walls, a broken gate, Love sells the proud heart's citadel to fate.