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Wednesday, September 23, 2009. First World War Poetry from Rupert Brooke. Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead! Theres 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 unhoped serene,. That men call age; and those who would have been,. Their sons, they gave, their immortality. Blow, bugles, blow! They brought us, for our dearth,. Of course the.

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Wednesday, September 23, 2009. First World War Poetry from Rupert Brooke. Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead! Theres 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 unhoped serene,. That men call age; and those who would have been,. Their sons, they gave, their immortality. Blow, bugles, blow! They brought us, for our dearth,. Of course the.

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