Rupert Brooke citations

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,
See a slow light across the Stygian tide,
And hear the Dead about me stir, unknowing,
And tremble. And I shall know that you have died,
And watch you, a

broad-browed and smiling dream,
Pass, light as ever, through the lightless host,
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.

Il y a fort à parier que rupert Brooke aurait laissé quelque trace dans le monde de la littérature et de la poésie, et probablement aussi celui de la politique. La clarté de son esprit, associé à sa prestance physique, pouvait lui ouvrir bien des portes. Mais sa relative fragilité psychologique lui aurait-elle permis de franchir les caps difficiles que traverse inévitablement une telle

carrière? On peut en douter.