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Sonnet · Death & Loss

The Soldier

by Rupert Brooke · 1914

1If I should die, think only this of me:

2That there's some corner of a foreign field

3That is for ever England. There shall be

4In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;

5A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,

6Gave once her flowers to love, her ways to roam;

7A body of England's, breathing English air,

8Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home.

9And think, this heart, all evil shed away,

10A pulse in the eternal mind, no less

11Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given;

12Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day;

13And laughter, learnt of friends; and gentleness,

14In hearts at peace, under an English heaven.

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Poem
The Soldier
Poet
Rupert Brooke
Published
1914
Length
14 lines
Form
Sonnet
Themes
Death & Loss, War & Remembrance

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Author record
Rupert Brooke1887–1915
Source record
PoetryDBThe Soldier by rupert-brooke, PoetryDB transcription
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1914
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