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1914 V: The Soldier by Rupert Brooke

By Rupert Brooke

Topics: love-shayari, deep-lines, nature-poetry

If I should die, think only this of me: That there's some corner of a foreign field That is for ever England. There shall be In that rich earth a richer dust concealed; A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware, Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam, A body of England's, breathing English air, Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home. And think, this heart, all evil shed away, A pulse in the eternal mind, no less Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given;

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"If I should die, think only this of me:..."

"1914 V: The Soldier" by Rupert Brooke is a love and deep and nature and spiritual english poem consisting of 15 lines. This English poem by Rupert Brooke demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "If I should die, think only this of me: That there's some corner of a foreign field...", this piece explores themes of love and deep and nature and spiritual through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. Rupert Brooke's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.

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Rupert Brooke (1887–1915) was an English war poet whose sonnets—including "The Soldier" ("If I should die, think only this of me")—idealized the sacrifice of war. He died of sepsis en route to Gallipoli and became a symbol of the lost generation of WWI.

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