Rupert Brooke Poems

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    The damned ship lurched and slithered. Quiet and quick
    My cold gorge rose; the long sea rolled; I knewI must think hard of something, or be sick;
Total 151 poems written by Rupert Brooke

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The Song Of The Ungirt Runners
 by Charles Hamilton Sorley

We swing ungirded hips,
And lightened are our eyes,
The rain is on our lips,
We do not run for prize.
We know not whom we trust
Nor whitherward we fare,
But we run because we must
Through the great wide air.

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