Collected Poems of Rupert Brooke — The Jolly Company

Oh!

bitter thoughts I had in plenty.

But here's the worst of it -- I shall forget, in Nineteen-twenty, YOU ever hurt abit!

The Jolly Company The stars, a jolly company, I envied, straying late and lonely;

And cried upon their revelry: "O white companionship!

You only In love, in faith unbroken dwell, Friends radiant and inseparable!"

Light-heart and glad they seemed to me And merry comrades (EVEN SO GOD OUT OF HEAVEN MAY LAUGH TO SEE

THE HAPPY CROWDS; AND NEVER KNOW

THAT IN HIS LONE OBSCURE DISTRESS

EACH WALKETH IN A WILDERNESS).