Unfading moths, immortal flies, And the worm that never dies. And in that heaven of all their wish, There shall be no more land, say fish.
Rupert Brooke Quotes
Fish (fly-replete, in depth of June, Dawdling away their wat’ry noon).
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| Birth: | 3rd August, 1887 |
| Death: | 23rd April, 1915 |
| Nationality: | British |
| Profession: | Poet |
About
Rupert Chawner Brooke was an English poet known for his idealistic war sonnets written during the First World War, especially "The Soldier". He was also known for his boyish good looks, which were said to have prompted the Irish poet W. B. Yeats to describe him as "the handsomest young man in England".
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