Quotes by Rupert Brooke

I have been so great a lover: filled my days So proudly with the splendour of Loves praise The pain the calm and the astonishment Desire illimitable and silent content And all dear names men use to cheat despair For the perplexed and viewless streams that bear Our hearts at random down the dark of life.

A kiss makes the heart young again and wipes out the years.

Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass.