284. The Hill by Rupert Brooke
b'R Brooke read by Classic Poetry Aloud:\\nhttp://www.classicpoetryaloud.com/\\n\\nGiving voice to the poetry of the past.\\n\\n---------------------------------------------\\n\\nThe Hill\\nby Rupert Brooke (1887 \\u2013 1915)\\n\\nBreathless, we flung us on the windy hill, \\nLaughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass. \\nYou said, "Through glory and ecstasy we pass; \\nWind, sun, and earth remain, the birds sing still, \\nWhen we are old, are old. . . ." "And when we die \\nAll\'s over that is ours; and life burns on \\nThrough other lovers, other lips," said I, \\n-- "Heart of my heart, our heaven is now, is won!" \\n\\n"We are Earth\'s best, that learnt her lesson here. \\nLife is our cry. We have kept the faith!" we said; \\n"We shall go down with unreluctant tread \\nRose-crowned into the darkness!" . . . Proud we were, \\nAnd laughed, that had such brave true things to say. \\n-- And then you suddenly cried, and turned away.\\n\\nFirst aired: 30 July 2007\\nFor hundreds more poetry readings, visit the Classic Poetry Aloud index.\\n\\nReading \\xa9 Classic Poetry Aloud 2008'