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Song

By Rupert Brooke

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"Oh! Love," they said, "is King of Kings,     And Triumph is his crown.     Earth fades in flame before his wings,     And Sun and Moon bow down."     But that, I knew, would never do;     And Heaven is all too high.     So whenever I meet a Queen, I said,     I will not catch her eye.     "Oh! Love," they said, and "Love," they said,     "The gift of Love is this;     A crown of thorns about thy head,     And vinegar to thy kiss!"     But Tragedy is not for me;     And I'm content to be gay.     So whenever I spied a Tragic Lady,     I went another way.     And so I never feared to see     You wander down the street,     Or come across the fields to me     On ordinary feet.     For what they'd never told me of,     And what I never knew;     It was that all the time, my love,     Love would be merely you.

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About Rupert Brooke

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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