An hour of mercy when she looks on me.”
Galsworthy’s hero was just a Greek, swayed by Aphrodite. There’s no question of morals. And besides, he behaved pretty well—for a man!
The Case of Rupert Brooke
I can’t share The Little Review’s estimate of Rupert Brooke. I’m reminded immediately of something I found not long ago by Herbert Trench:
“Come, let us make love deathless, thou and I,
Seeing that our footing on the earth is brief,
Seeing that her multitudes sweep out to die
Mocking at all that passes their belief.
For standard of our love not theirs we take
If we go hence today