English Poetry. Rupert Chawner Brooke. Sonnet. Руперт Брук.

Rupert Chawner Brooke (Руперт Брук)

Sonnet

Suggested by some of the Proceedings of the 
Society for Psychical Research

 Not with vain tears, when we're beyond the sun,
   We'll beat on the substantial doors, nor tread
   Those dusty high-roads of the aimless dead
 Plaintive for Earth; but rather turn and run
 Down some close-covered by-way of the air,
   Some low sweet alley between wind and wind,
   Stoop under faint gleams, thread the shadows, find
 Some whispering ghost-forgotten nook, and there

 Spend in pure converse our eternal day;
   Think each in each, immediately wise;
 Learn all we lacked before; hear, know, and say
   What this tumultuous body now denies;
 And feel, who have laid our groping hands away;
   And see, no longer blinded by our eyes.

Rupert Chawner Brooke’s other poems:

1. The One Before the Last
2. The Way That Lovers Use
3. Song (The way of love was thus)
4. The True Beatitude
5. The Funeral of Youth: Threnody

Poems of other poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

Percy Shelley (Перси Шелли) Sonnet (“Ye hasten to the grave! What seek ye there”) 1820

Hartley Coleridge (Хартли Кольридж) Sonnet (“If I have sinned in act, I may repent”)

Nicholas Breton (Николас Бретон) Sonnet (“The worldly prince doth in his sceptre hold”)

Alice Dunbar-Nelson (Элис Данбар-Нельсон) Sonnet (“I had not thought of violets late”)

Amy Levy (Эми Леви) Sonnet (“Most wonderful and strange it seems, that I”)

Wallace Stevens (Уоллес Стивенс) Sonnet (“Lo, even as I passed beside the booth”)

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