The Hill by Rupert Brooke

Published: July 30, 2007, 7:25 a.m.

b'Brooke read by Classic Poetry Aloud:\\nhttp://classicpoetryaloud.podomatic.com/\\n\\nGiving voice to classic poetry.\\n\\n---------------------------------------------------\\n\\nThe Hill\\nby Rupert Brooke\\n\\nBreathless, we flung us on the windy hill, \\n Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass. \\n You 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 \\n All\'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. \\n Life 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.'