Rupert Brooke - Song

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"Oh! Love," they said, "is King of Kings And Triumph is his crown Earth fades in flame before his wings And Sun and Moon bow down." -- But that, I knew, would never do; And Heaven is all too high So whenever I meet a Queen, I said I will not catch her eye "Oh! Love," they said, and "Love," they said "The gift of Love is this; A crown of thorns about thy head And vinegar to thy kiss!" -- But Tragedy is not for me; And I'm content to be gay So whenever I spied a Tragic Lady I went another way And so I never feared to see You wander down the street Or come across the fields to me On ordinary feet For what they'd never told me of And what I never knew; It was that all the time, my love Love would be merely you
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- Rupert Brooke