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Poem by Rupert Chawner Brooke


 (From the train between Bologna and Milan, second class.)

   Opposite me two Germans snore and sweat.
    Through sullen swirling gloom we jolt and roar.
   We have been here for ever:  even yet
    A dim watch tells two hours, two aeons, more.
   The windows are tight-shut and slimy-wet
    With a night's foetor.  There are two hours more;
   Two hours to dawn and Milan; two hours yet.
   Opposite me two Germans sweat and snore. . . .

   One of them wakes, and spits, and sleeps again.
    The darkness shivers.  A wan light through the rain
   Strikes on our faces, drawn and white.  Somewhere
    A new day sprawls; and, inside, the foul air
   Is chill, and damp, and fouler than before. . . .
   Opposite me two Germans sweat and snore.

Rupert Chawner Brooke

Rupert Chawner Brooke's other poems:
  1. Fragment on Painters
  2. The True Beatitude
  3. The Jolly Company
  4. It's Not Going to Happen Again
  5. The One Before the Last

Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Arthur Symons Dawn ("Here in the little room")
  • Isaac Rosenberg Dawn ("O tender first cold flush of rose")
  • Francis Ledwidge Dawn ("Quiet miles of golden sky")
  • John Ford Dawn ("FLY hence, shadows, that do keep")
  • Emily Dickinson Dawn ("When night is almost done")
  • Ella Wilcox Dawn ("Day's sweetest moments are at dawn")

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