"A Convoy, North Sea: From NS 7, Painted from an Airship off the Coast of Norway"
Oil on Canvas - 1918
"Ah . . . to see the branches stir
Across the moon at Grantchester! . . .
Say, do the elm-clumps greatly stand
Still guardians of that holy land?
The chestnuts shade, in reverend dream,
The yet unacademic stream?
Is dawn a secret shy and cold
And sunset still a golden sea
From Haslingfield to Madingley?
And after, ere the night is born,
Do hares come out about the corn?
Oh, is the water sweet and cool,
Gentle and brown, above the pool?
And laughs the immortal river still
Under the mill, under the mill?
Say, is there Beauty yet to find?
And Certainty? and Quiet kind?
Deep meadows yet, for to forget
The lies, and truths, and pain?… oh! yet
Stands the Church clock at ten to three?
And is there honey still for tea?"
--Rupert Brooke (1887-1915), from "The Old Vicarage, Grantchester"