""And when we die, All’s over that is ours; and life burns on Through other lovers, other lips," said I —"Heart of my …"

"Cities, like cats, will reveal themselves at night."

"Oh! Death will find me, long before I tire Of watching you; and swing me suddenly Into the shade and loneliness and m…"

"And in my flower-beds, I think, Smile the carnation and the pink."

"Stands the Church clock at ten to three? And is there honey still for tea?"

"Fish (fly-replete, in depth of June, Dawdling away their wat'ry noon) Ponder deep wisdom, dark or clear, Each secret …"

"Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead! There’s none of these so lonely and poor of old, But, dying, has made us ra…"

"If I should die, think only this of me: That there’s some corner of a foreign field That is for ever England. There s…"

"You ask about Rupert Brooke. Considering we were on Christian name terms, I did not know him well, though enough to c…"

"We laid him in a cool and shadowed grove One evening in the dreamy scent of thyme Where leaves were green, and whispe…"