Brooke read by Classic Poetry Aloud:

http://www.classicpoetryaloud.com/

Giving voice to the poetry of the past.

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The Soldier

by Rupert Brooke (1887 – 1915)

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;

Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day;

And laughter, learnt of friends; and gentleness,

In hearts at peace, under an English heaven.

This was taken off Classic Poetry Aloud in November, after technical difficulties.

Here are the other poems of War Poetry Week:

Band of Brother Speech by Shakespeare

http://classicpoetryaloud.podomatic.com/entry/2007-11-08T00_05_27-08_00

Ball's Bluff by Melville

http://classicpoetryaloud.podomatic.com/entry/2007-11-07T00_09_58-08_00

The Man with the Wooden Leg by Mansfield

http://classicpoetryaloud.podomatic.com/entry/2007-11-05T23_57_21-08_00

Fears In Solitude by Coleridge

http://classicpoetryaloud.podomatic.com/entry/2007-11-04T23_21_47-08_00