I have loved Rupert Brook's poems (esp The Great Lover) ever since I was introduced to them in my teens by very wise adult friend. They seem to have a wistfulness to them which captures much of the English character, and a nostalgia for things "english" which are long since past. They can evoke a mood of calm and gratitude for all that is non-material and yet precious in life.
I really enjoyed reading this book. I found the parts at the end relating to America and Canada (not poems but observations) an eye opener. How someone like Brooke perceived these country's at that time was amazing.