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It's Not Going to Happen Again

By Rupert Brooke

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I have known the most dear that is granted us here,     More supreme than the gods know above,     Like a star I was hurled through the sweet of the world,     And the height and the light of it, Love.     I have risen to the uttermost Heaven of Joy,     I have sunk to the sheer Hell of Pain     But, it's not going to happen again, my boy,     It's not going to happen again.     It's the very first word that poor Juliet heard     From her Romeo over the Styx;     And the Roman will tell Cleopatra in hell     When she starts her immortal old tricks;     What Paris was tellin' for good-bye to Helen     When he bundled her into the train     Oh, it's not going to happen again, old girl,     It's not going to happen again.

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Rupert Brooke (1887–1915) was an English war poet whose sonnets—including "The Soldier" ("If I should die, think only this of me")—idealized the sacrifice of war. He died of sepsis en route to Gallipoli and became a symbol of the lost generation of WWI.

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