 I've known, Stays here, and changes, breaks, grows old, is blown About the winds of the world, and fades from brains Of living men, and dies. Nothing remains O dear my loves, O faithless, once again This one last gift I give: that after men Shall know,...  The Living Age - Page 3741916Full view - About this book
 | Rupert Brooke - English poetry - 1915 - 76 pages
...traitor breath, Break the high bond we made, and sell Love's trust And sacramented covenant to the dust. Oh, never a doubt but, somewhere, I shall wake, And...from brains Of living men, and dies. Nothing remains. O dear my loves, O faithless, once again This one last gift I give : that after men Shall know, and... | |
 | Rupert Brooke - English poetry - 1915 - 180 pages
...traitor breath, Break the high bond we made, and sell Love's trust And sacramented covenant to the dust. Oh, never a doubt but, somewhere, I shall wake, And...from brains Of living men, and dies. Nothing remains. O dear my loves, 0 faithless, once again This one last gift I give: that after men Shall know, and... | |
 | Rupert Brooke - English poetry - 1915 - 192 pages
...neither joy, nor love, nor light, Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain." — So Rupert Brooke, — "But the best I've known, Stays here, and changes,...brains Of living men, and dies. Nothing remains." And yet, — "Oh, never a doubt but somewhere I shall wake;" again, — "the light, Returning, shall... | |
 | Sir Edward Howard Marsh - English poetry - 1916 - 272 pages
...breath, Break the high bond we made, and sell Love's trust And sacramented covenant to the dust. — Oh, never a doubt but, somewhere, I shall wake, And give what's left of love again, and make Rupert New friends, now strangers. . . . Brooke But the best I've known, Stays here, and changes, breaks,... | |
 | English poetry - 1916 - 264 pages
...breath, Break the high bond we made, and sell Love's trust And sacramented covenant to the dust. — Oh, never a doubt but, somewhere, I shall wake, And give what's left of love again, and make Rupert New friends, now strangers Brooke But the best I've known, Stays here, and changes, breaks,... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - English poetry - 1918 - 686 pages
...breath, Break the high bond we made, and sell Love's trust And sacramented covenant to the dust. — Oh, never a doubt but, somewhere, I shall wake, And...from brains Of living men, and dies. Nothing remains. O dear my loves, O faithless, once again This one last gift I give: that after men Shall know, and... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - English poetry - 1918 - 692 pages
...breath, Break the high bond we made, and sell Love's trust And sacramented covenant to the dust. — Oh, never a doubt but, somewhere, I shall wake, And...from brains Of living men, and dies. Nothing remains. O dear my loves, O faithless, once again This one last gift I give: that after men Shall know, and... | |
 | Rupert Brooke - 1915 - 206 pages
...traitor breath, Break the high bond we made, and sell Love's trust And sacramented covenant to the dust. Oh, never a doubt but> somewhere, I shall wake, And...from brains Of living men, and dies. Nothing remains. O dear my loves, 0 faithless, once again This one last gift I give: that after men Shall know, and... | |
 | Rupert Brooke - 1919 - 94 pages
...traitor breath, Break the high bond we made, and sell Love's trust And sacramented covenant to the dust. Oh, never a doubt but, somewhere, I shall wake, And...from brains Of living men, and dies. Nothing remains. O dear my loves, 0 faithless, once again This one last gift I give : that after men Shall know, and... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - English poetry - 1920 - 684 pages
...breath, Break the high bond we made, and sell Love's trust And sacramented covenant to the dust. — Oh, never a doubt but, somewhere, I shall wake, And...from brains Of living men, and dies. Nothing remains. O dear my loves, O faithless, once again This one last gift I give: that after men Shall know, and... | |
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