 Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead! There's none of these so lonely and poor of old, But dying, has made us rarer gifts than gold. These laid the world away; poured out the red Sweet wine of youth; gave up the years to be Of work and joy, and that...  American Red Cross Bulletin - Stran 421917Celotni ogled - O knjigi
 | 1915 - 632 strani
...all.' The third sonnet realises what the dead have given us who gave their everything to England : ' gave up the years to be Of work and joy, and that unhoped serene, That men call age ; and those who would have been, Their sons, they gave, their immortality.' They gave us honour and... | |
 | American Association for International Conciliation - 1922 - 702 strani
...lines of young Rupert Brooke, himself destined a little later to lay down his life in the great cause: "These laid the world away; poured out the red Sweet...and joy, and that unhoped serene That men call age; and those who would have been, Their sons, they gave, their immortality." And Europe's great tragedy... | |
 | Rupert Brooke - 1915 - 180 strani
...understands, as seldom even English poetry has understood, the unspeakable beauty of the thought: " These laid the world away; poured out the red Sweet...and joy, and that unhoped serene That men call age; and those who would have been. Their sons, they gave — their immortality. I am strangely mistaken... | |
 | Rupert Brooke - 1915 - 76 strani
...Dead ! There's none of these so lonely and poor of old, But, dying, has made us rarer gifts than gold. These laid the world away ; poured out the red Sweet...Of work and joy, and that unhoped serene, That men caU age ; and those who would have been, Their sons, they gave, their immortality. Blow, bugles, blow... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle), George Walter Prothero - 1915 - 642 strani
...all.' The third sonnet realises what the dead have given us who gave their everything to England : ' gave up the years to be Of work and joy, and that unhoped serene, That men call age ; and those who would have been, Their sons, they gave, their immortality.' They gave us honour and... | |
 | 1916 - 396 strani
...Dead ! There's none of these so lonely and poor of old, But, dying, has made us rarer gifts than gold. These laid the world away ; poured out the red Sweet...and joy, and that unhoped serene, That men call age ; and those who would have been, Their sons, they gave, their immortality. Blow, bugles, blow ! They... | |
 | Mary C. Sturgeon - 1916 - 344 strani
...Dead ! There's none of these so lonely and poor of old, But, dying, has made us rarer gifts than gold. These laid the world away ; poured out the red Sweet...and joy, and that unhoped serene, That men call age ; and those who would have been, Their sons, they gave, their immortality. Blow, bugles, blow ! They... | |
 | Dixon Scott - 1916 - 344 strani
...Dead ! There's none of these so lonely and poor of old, But, dying, has made us rarer gifts than gold. These laid the world away ; poured out the red Sweet...and joy, and that unhoped serene That men call age ; and those who would have been Their sons, they gave their immortality. Blow, bugles, blow ! They... | |
 | 1916 - 884 strani
...all. 14 15 The third sonnet realizes what the dead have given us who gave their everything to England: gave up the years to be Of work and joy, and that unhoped serene, That men call age; and those who would have been, Their sons, they gave, their immortality. They gave us honor and nobleness... | |
 | 1916 - 498 strani
...or old But dying has made us rarer gifts than gold. These laid the world away, poured out the rich sweet wine of youth. Gave up the years, to be of work and joy, and that serene that men call age. And those who would have been their sons. They gave their immortality. EDWARD... | |
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