The Soldier by British poet Rupert Brooke (1887-1915). "If I should die, think only this of me: That there's some corner of a foreign field that is forever England."

'V: The Soldier' by Rupert Brooke is the and final poem in his sonnet sequence, The poems were written between December 1914 and January

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

Poet Rupert Brooke: "Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass." The Hill, a favourite Brooke poem.

"I have a great need to busy myself with quietude." ~ Rupert Brooke

I'm probably one of the only fourteen ur old girls who has a phone, a tablet, a TV, and outdoor stuff, but still chooses to sit on the porch and look at the trees

Rupert Brooke- my all time favorite dead poet crush."If I  should die, think only this of me: That there's some corner of a foreign field, That is forever England."

Rupert Brooke - WWI Gallipoli soldier, poet and part of the Bloomsbury group. "If I should die, think only this of me: That there's some corner of a foreign field, That is forever England.

Rupert Brooke WWI poet and soldier 1887 - 1915. So handsome! How sad he died so young.

Rupert Brooke WWI poet and soldier 1887 - So handsome! How sad he died so young.<<<that goes for all the young men forced to fight.

Rupert Brooke

Rupert Brooke in the uniform of a sub-Lieutenant of the Royal Naval Division.

Rupert Brooke 1913, unknown photographer, National Portrait Gallery London

Rupert Brooke 1913, unknown photographer, National Portrait Gallery London

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