Thursday, May 10, 2001

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Before thy shrine I kneel, an unknown worshipper,
Chanting strange hymns to thee and sorrowful litanies,
Incense of dirges, prayers that are as holy myrrh
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Rupert Brooke
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Ah, goddess, on thy throne of tears and faint low sighs, Weary at last to theeward come the feet that err, And empty hearts grown tired of the world's vanities. Rupert Brooke's prayers and hymns makes a deep impact.

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Tom Allport 10 May 2017

a poem seeking a true treasure more precious than gold? ? ..........well written

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Bernard F. Asuncion 10 May 2017

Deep silence...... thanks for posting.....

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Edward Kofi Louis 10 May 2017

Before the shrine i kneel! ! Thanks for sharing.

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Rupert Brooke

Rupert Brooke

Warwickshire / England
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