Verse > Rupert Brooke > Collected Poems > II. 1908–1911 > 1. Sonnet: Oh! Death Will Find Me, Long Before I Tire
  PREVIOUS NEXT  
CONTENTS · BIBLIOGRAPHIC RECORD
Rupert Brooke (1887–1915).  Collected Poems. 1916.
  
II. 1908–1911
1. Sonnet: Oh! Death Will Find Me, Long Before I Tire
  
OH! Death will find me, long before I tire
  Of watching you; and swing me suddenly
Into the shade and loneliness and mire
  Of the last land! There, waiting patiently,
  
One day, I think, I’ll feel a cool wind blowing,        5
  See a slow light across the Stygian tide,
And hear the Dead about me stir, unknowing,
  And tremble. And Ishall know that you have died,
  
And watch you, a broad-browed and smiling dream,
  Pass, light as ever, through the lightless host,       10
Quietly ponder, start, and sway, and gleam—
  Most individual and bewildering ghost!—
  
And turn, and toss your brown delightful head
Amusedly, among the ancient Dead.

CONTENTS · BIBLIOGRAPHIC RECORD

  PREVIOUS NEXT  
 
Loading
Click here to shop the Bartleby Bookstore.

Shakespeare · Bible · Strunk · Anatomy · Nonfiction · Quotations · Reference · Fiction · Poetry
© 1993–2014 Bartleby.com · [Top 150] · Subjects · Titles · Authors