Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass. – Rupert Brooke
I know what things are good: friendship and work and conversation. These I shall have. – Rupert Brooke
Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass. – Rupert Brooke
I know what things are good: friendship and work and conversation. These I shall have. – Rupert Brooke
A kiss makes the heart young again and wipes out the years. – Rupert Brooke
Oh! death will find me long before I tire of watching you. – Rupert Brooke
Ah, if he could have plunged up into the clouds, so as to sweep thereon through the undulating heavens over the boundless earth!—ah, if he could have floated with the flower-fragrance over the flowers,—could have streamed with the wind over the summits, through the woods! – Jean Paul Friedrich Richter, Hesperus, or Forty-Five Dog-Post-Days: A Biography,