Tag Archives: 1887–1915

The Great Lover by Rupert Brooke

I have been so great a lover: filled my days So proudly with the splendour of Love’s praise, The pain, the calm, and the astonishment, Desire illimitable, and silent content, And all dear names men use, to cheat despair, For … Continue reading

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