Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN MEMORY OF RUPERT BROOKE, by ALFRED JOYCE KILMER Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: In alien earth, across a troubled sea Last Line: Song on his lips, and in his hand a sword. Alternate Author Name(s): Kilmer, Joyce Subject(s): Brooke, Rupert (1887-1915); Poetry & Poets; Soldiers' Writings | ||||||||
In alien earth, across a troubled sea, His body lies that was so fair and young. His mouth is stopped, with half his songs unsung; His arm is still, that struck to make men free. But let no cloud of lamentation be Where, on a warrior's grave, a lyre is hung. We keep the echoes of his golden tongue, We keep the vision of his chivalry. So Israel's joy, the loveliest of kings, Smote now his harp, and now the hostile horde. To-day the starry roof of Heaven rings With psalms a soldier made to praise his Lord; And David rests beneath Eternal wings, Song on his lips, and in his hand a sword. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OLD POETS by ALFRED JOYCE KILMER PRAYER OF A SOLDIER IN FRANCE by ALFRED JOYCE KILMER ROUGE BOUQUET [MARCH 7, 1918] by ALFRED JOYCE KILMER THE HOUSE WITH NOBODY IN IT by ALFRED JOYCE KILMER THE TWELVE-FORTY-FIVE (FOR EDWARD J. WHEELER) by ALFRED JOYCE KILMER THE WHITE SHIPS AND THE RED by ALFRED JOYCE KILMER TO CERTAIN POETS by ALFRED JOYCE KILMER |
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