When Rupert Brooke died at the age of 27, he was immortalized as a charismatic poet whom W.B. Yeats called “the handsomest young man in England,” and as a symbol of what would be known as the “Lost Generation.” His patriotic poetry strengthened support for World War I, although he did not see much combat.
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If I should die, think only this of me:
That there’s some corner of a foreign field
That is for ever England. There shall be
In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,
Gave, once, her flowers...