Poems by Robert Graves
Not to sleep
... Though, did 1 wish, I could soar through the open window ...
Babylon
... And shrieked at snowdrops when a child, ...
The Travellers' Curse after Misdirection
... (from the Welsh)May they stumble, stage by stage ...
The Last Post
... God, if its this for me next time in France ...
John Skelton
... He was English through and through, ...
An English Wood
... Drink blood when travellers pass, ...
Smoke-Rings
... PHILOSOPHER Small friend, with prayer and meditation ...
Corporal Stare
... e thirst Trenches in June make throats damned dry ...
The Snapped Thread
... United bodies, united hearts, blazed beauty ...
The Shivering Beggar
... This damned old rascals shivering still! He stooped, he touched the beggar mans shoulder ...
An Old Twenty-Third Man
... Strabo, said Gracchus, you are strange tonight ...
Mr. Philosopher
... Down along the drive Gambolling fiercely ...
The Assault Heroic
... There, like the prophets rod, ...
The Poet in the Nursery
... While round the nursery for long months there floated ...
The Troll's Nosegay
... 'Somewhere,' she cried, 'there must be blossom blowing ...
