Robert Graves

1805 At Viscount Nelson’s lavish funeral, 1915 I’ve watched the Seasons passing slow, so slow, A Ballad Of Nursery Rhyme Strawberries that in gardens grow A Boy In Church “Gabble-gabble,… brethren,… gabble-gabble!” A Child's Nightmare Through long nursery nights he stood A Dead Boche To you who'd read my songs of War A First Review Love, Fear and Hate and Childish Toys A Frosty Night Mother: Alice, dear, what ails you, After The Play Father Allie Allie, call the birds in, A Lover Since Childhood Tangled in thought am I, An English Wood This valley wood is pledged An Old Twenty-Third Man “Is that the Three-and-Twentieth, Strabo mine, A Pinch Of Salt When a dream is born in you Apples And Water Dust in a cloud, blinding weather, A Rhyme Of Friends Listen now this time A Slice Of Wedding Cake Why have such scores of lovely, gifted girls A Song For Two Children 'Make a song, father, a new little song, A Valentine The hunter to the husbandman Babylon The child alone a poet is: Baloo Loo For Jenny Sing baloo loo for Jenny Big Words I've whined of coming death, but now, no more! Brittle Bones Though I am an old man Call It A Good Marriage Call it a good marriage - Careers Father is quite the greatest poet Cherry-Time Cherries of the night are riper Corporal Stare Back from the line one night in June, Counting The Beats You, love, and I, Country At War And what of home--how goes it, boys, Dead Cow Farm An ancient saga tells us how Dew-Drop And Diamond The difference between you and her Dicky Mother Double Red Daisies Double red daisies, they’re my flowers, Down, Wanton, Down! Down, wanton, down! Have you no shame Escape August 6, 1916.—Officer previously reported died of wounds, now reported wounded: Graves, Captain R., Royal Welch Fusiliers.) Faun Here down this very way, Finland Feet and faces tingle Flying Crooked The butterfly, the cabbage white, Fox's Dingle Take now a country mood, Free Verse I now delight Full Moon As I walked out one harvest night Ghost Raddled 'Come, surly fellow, come! A song!' Give Us Rain 'Give us Rain, Rain,' said the bean and the pea, Goliath And David Yet once an earlier David took Hate Not - Fear Not Kill if you must, but never hate: Haunted Gulp down your wine, old friends of mine, Hawk And Buckle Where is the landlord of old Hawk and Buckle, Here They Lie Here they lie who once learned here I'D Love To Be A Fairy's Child Children born of fairy stock In Broken Images He is quick, thinking in clear images; In The Wilderness Christ of His gentleness It's A Queer Time It's hard to know if you're alive or dead I Wonder What It Feels Like To Be Drowned? Look at my knees, Jane As Jane walked out below the hill, John Skelton What could be dafter Jonah A purple whale Knowledge Of God So far from praising he blasphemes Letter To S.S. From Mametz Wood I never dreamed we’d meet that day Like Snow She, then, like snow in a dark night, Lost Love His eyes are quickened so with grief, Love And Black Magic To the woods, to the woods is the wizard gone; Love Without Hope Love without hope, as when the young bird-catcher Loving Henry Henry, Henry, do you love me? Manticor In Arabia (The manticors of the montaines Marigolds With a fork drive Nature out, Mermaid, Dragon, Fiend In my childhood rumors ran Morning Phœnix In my body lives a flame, Mr. Philosopher Old Mr. Philosopher Nebuchadnezzar's Fall Frowning over the riddle that Daniel told, Neglectful Edward Nancy Nine O'Clock I. Not Dead Walking through trees to cool my heat and pain, Not To Sleep Not to sleep all the night long, for pure joy, On Giving Those who dare give nothing Outlaws Owls: they whinney down the night, Pot And Kettle Come close to me, dear Annie, while I bind a lover's knot. Recalling War Entrance and exit wounds are silvered clean, Retrospect: The Jests Of The Clock He had met hours of the clock he never guessed before- Rocky Acres This is a wild land, country of my choice, She Tells Her Love She tells her love while half asleep, Smoke-Rings BOY Song: One Hard Look Small gnats that fly Sorley’s Weather - When outside the icy rain Sospan Fach (The Little Saucepan) Star-Talk 'Are you awake, Gemelli, Strong Beer “What do you think Sullen Moods Love, do not count your labour lost Symptoms Of Love Love is universal migraine, The One moonlit night a ship drove in, The Assault Heroic Down in the mud I lay, The Beach Louder than gulls the little children scream The Beacon The silent shepherdess, The Bough Of Nonsense AN IDYLL The Boy In Church 'Gabble-gabble . . . brethren . . . gabble-gabble!' The Boy Out Of Church As Jesus and his followers The Caterpillar Under this loop of honeysuckle, The Cool Web Children are dumb to say how hot the day is, The Cottage Here in turn succeed and rule The Cruel Moon The cruel Moon hangs out of reach The Cupboard Mother: What's in that cupboard, Mary? The Dead Fox Hunter We found the little captain at the head; The Frog And The Golden Ball She let her golden ball fall down the well The General Elliott He fell in victory's fierce pursuit, The God Called Poetry Now I begin to know at last, The Kiss Are you shaken, are you stirred The Lady Visitor In The Pauper Ward Why do you break upon this old, cool peace, The Last Post The bugler sent a call of high romance— The Leveller Near Martinpuich that night of hell The Lost Love His eyes are quickened so with grief, The Naked And The Nude For me, the naked and the nude The Next War You young friskies who today The Patchwork Bonnet Across the room my silent love I throw, The Patchwork Quilt Here is this patchwork quilt I've made The Persian Version Truth-loving Persians do not dwell upon The Picture Book When I was not quite five years old The Pier-Glass Lost manor where I walk continually The Poet In The Nursery The youngest poet down the shelves was fumbling The Promised Lullaby Can I find True-Love a gift The Shivering Beggar NEAR Clapham village, where fields began, The Snapped Thread Desire, first, by a natural miracle The Spoilsport My familiar ghost again The Thieves Lovers in the act despense The Three Drinkers Blacksmith Green had three strong sons, The Travellers' Curse After Misdirection (from the Welsh) The Troll's Nosegay A simple nosegay! Was that much to ask? The Voice Of Beauty Drowned 'Cry from the thicket my heart's bird!' The White Goddess All saints revile her, and all sober men Thunder At Night Restless and hot two children lay To An Ungentle Critic The great sun sinks behind the town To Juan At The Winter Solstice There is one story and one story only To Lucasta On Going To The War - For The Fourth Time It doesn’t matter what’s the cause, Tom Taylor On pay-day nights, neck-full with beer, To Robert Nichols (From Frise on the Somme in February, 1917, in answer to a letter saying: “I am just finishing my ‘Faun’s Holiday.’ I wish you were here to feed him with cherries.”) True Johnny Mary: Johnny, sweetheart, can you be true Two Fusiliers And have we done with War at last? Vain And Careless Lady, lovely lady, Warning To Children Children, if you dare to think Welsh Incident 'But that was nothing to what things came out When I'M Killed When I’m killed, don’t think of me