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It's A Queer Time It's A Queer Time

It's A Queer Time
It's hard to know if you're alive or dead When steel and fire go roaring through your head. One moment you'll be crouching at your gun Traversing, mowing heaps down half in fun: The next, you choke and clutch at your right breast-- No time to think--leave all--and off you go ... To Treasure Island where the Spice winds blow, To lovely groves of mango, quince and lime-- Breathe no good-bye, but ho, for the Red West!... Poems - Post by : kmatinfeacfd - Date : August 2011 - Author : Robert Graves - Read : 2234

Country Sentiment - A First Review Country Sentiment - A First Review

Country Sentiment - A First Review
A FIRST REVIEW.Love, Fear and Hate and Childish Toys Are here discreetly blent;Admire, you ladies, read, you boys, My Country Sentiment.But Kate says, "Cut that anger and fear, True love's the stuff we need!With laughing children and the running deer That makes a book indeed."Then Tom, a hard and bloody chap, Though much beloved by me,"Robert, have done with nursery pap, Write like a man," says he.Hate and Fear are not wanted here, Nor Toys nor Country Lovers,Everything they took from my new poem book But the flyleaf and the covers. The EndCountry Sentiment,... Poems - Post by : vikashi - Date : May 2011 - Author : Robert Graves - Read : 612

Country Sentiment - A Rhyme of Friends Country Sentiment - A Rhyme of Friends

Country Sentiment - A Rhyme of Friends
A RHYME OF FRIENDS.(In a Style Skeltonical)Listen now this timeShortly to my rhymeThat herewith startsAbout certain kind heartsIn those stricken partsThat lie behind Calais,Old crones and aged menAnd young children.About the Picardais,Who earned my thousand thanks,Dwellers by the banksOf mournful Somme(God keep me therefromUntil War ends)--These, then, are my friends:Madame Averlant Lune,From the town of Bethune;Good Professeur la BruneFrom that town also.He played the piccolo,And left his locks to grow.Dear Madame Hojdes,Sempstress of Saint Fe.With Jules and SusetteAnd Antoinette.Her children, my sweethearts,For whom I made dartsOf paper to throwIn their mimic show,"La guerre aux tranchees."That was a pretty play. There... Poems - Post by : Crystal_ - Date : May 2011 - Author : Robert Graves - Read : 638

Country Sentiment - Hate not, Fear not Country Sentiment - Hate not, Fear not

Country Sentiment - Hate not, Fear not
HATE NOT, FEAR NOT.Kill if you must, but never hate: Man is but grass and hate is blight,The sun will scorch you soon or late, Die wholesome then, since you must fight.Hate is a fear, and fear is rot That cankers root and fruit alike,Fight cleanly then, hate not, fear not, Strike with no madness when you strike.Fever and fear distract the world, But calm be you though madmen shout,Through blazing fires of battle hurled, Hate not, strike, fear not, stare Death out!... Poems - Post by : Yeraj - Date : May 2011 - Author : Robert Graves - Read : 1648

Country Sentiment - The Leveller Country Sentiment - The Leveller

Country Sentiment - The Leveller
THE LEVELLER.Near Martinpuisch that night of hellTwo men were struck by the same shell,Together tumbling in one heapSenseless and limp like slaughtered sheep.One was a pale eighteen-year-old,Girlish and thin and not too bold,Pressed for the war ten years too soon,The shame and pity of his platoon.The other came from far-off landsWith bristling chin and whiskered hands,He had known death and hell beforeIn Mexico and Ecuador.Yet in his death this cut-throat wildGroaned "Mother! Mother!" like a child,While that poor innocent in man's clothesDied cursing God with brutal oaths.Old Sergeant Smith, kindest of men,Wrote out two copies there and thenOf his accustomed... Poems - Post by : caller - Date : May 2011 - Author : Robert Graves - Read : 2698

Country Sentiment - Sospan Fach Country Sentiment - Sospan Fach

Country Sentiment - Sospan Fach
SOSPAN FACH.(The Little Saucepan)Four collier lads from Ebbw ValeTook shelter from a shower of hail,And there beneath a spreading treeAttuned their mouths to harmony.With smiling joy on every faceTwo warbled tenor, two sang bass,And while the leaves above them hissed withRough hail, they started "Aberystwyth."Old Parry's hymn, triumphant, rich,They changed through with even pitch,Till at the end of their grand noiseI called: "Give us the 'Sospan' boys!"Who knows a tune so soft, so strong,So pitiful as that "Saucepan" songFor exiled hope, despaired desireOf lost souls for their cottage fire?Then low at first with gathering soundRose their four voices, smooth and... Poems - Post by : joeml - Date : May 2011 - Author : Robert Graves - Read : 3152

Country Sentiment - Country at War Country Sentiment - Country at War

Country Sentiment - Country at War
COUNTRY AT WAR.And what of home--how goes it, boys,While we die here in stench and noise?"The hill stands up and hedges windOver the crest and drop behind;Here swallows dip and wild things goOn peaceful errands to and froAcross the sloping meadow floor,And make no guess at blasting war.In woods that fledge the round hill-shoulderLeaves shoot and open, fall and moulder,And shoot again. Meadows yet showAlternate white of drifted snowAnd daisies. Children play at shop,Warm days, on the flat boulder-top,With wildflower coinage, and the waresAre bits of glass and unripe pears.Crows perch upon the backs of sheep,The wheat goes yellow:... Poems - Post by : alanaft92 - Date : May 2011 - Author : Robert Graves - Read : 2843

Country Sentiment - Tom Taylor Country Sentiment - Tom Taylor

Country Sentiment - Tom Taylor
TOM TAYLOR.On pay-day nights, neck-full with beer,Old soldiers stumbling homeward here,Homeward (still dazzled by the sparkLove kindled in some alley dark)Young soldiers mooning in slow thought,Start suddenly, turn about, are caughtBy a dancing sound, merry as a grig,Tom Taylor's piccolo playing jig.Never was blown from human cheeksMusic like this, that calls and speaksTill sots and lovers from one stringDangle and dance in the same ring.Tom, of your piping I've heard saidAnd seen--that you can rouse the dead,Dead-drunken men awash who lieIn stinking gutters hear your cry,I've seen them twitch, draw breath, grope, sigh,Heave up, sway, stand; grotesquely thenYou set them dancing,... Poems - Post by : gloprofit - Date : May 2011 - Author : Robert Graves - Read : 3394

Country Sentiment - Here They Lie Country Sentiment - Here They Lie

Country Sentiment - Here They Lie
HERE THEY LIE.Here they lie who once learned here All that is taught of hurt or fear;Dead, but by free will they died: They were true men, they had pride.... Poems - Post by : schaeper - Date : May 2011 - Author : Robert Graves - Read : 3070

Country Sentiment - Retrospect: The Jests of the Clock Country Sentiment - Retrospect: The Jests of the Clock

Country Sentiment - Retrospect: The Jests of the Clock
RETROSPECT: THE JESTS OF THE CLOCK.He had met hours of the clock he never guessed before--Dumb, dragging, mirthless hours confused with dreams and fear,Bone-chilling, hungry hours when the gods sleep and snore,Bequeathing earth and heaven to ghosts, and will not hear,And will not hear man groan chained to the sodden ground,Rotting alive; in feather beds they slumbered sound.When noisome smells of day were sicklied by cold night,When sentries froze and muttered; when beyond the wireBlank shadows crawled and tumbled, shaking, tricking the sight,When impotent hatred of Life stifled desire,Then soared the sudden rocket, broke in blanching showers.O lagging watch!... Poems - Post by : majorian - Date : May 2011 - Author : Robert Graves - Read : 2861

Country Sentiment - RETROSPECT Haunted Country Sentiment - RETROSPECT Haunted

Country Sentiment - RETROSPECT Haunted
RETROSPECTHAUNTED.Gulp down your wine, old friends of mine,Roar through the darkness, stamp and singAnd lay ghost hands on everything,But leave the noonday's warm sunshineTo living lads for mirth and wine.I met you suddenly down the street,Strangers assume your phantom faces,You grin at me from daylight places,Dead, long dead, I'm ashamed to greetDead men down the morning street.... Poems - Post by : David_Cavanagh - Date : May 2011 - Author : Robert Graves - Read : 2838

Country Sentiment - The Promised Lullaby Country Sentiment - The Promised Lullaby

Country Sentiment - The Promised Lullaby
THE PROMISED LULLABY.Can I find True-Love a gift In this dark hour to restore her,When body's vessel breaks adrift, When hope and beauty fade before her?But in this plight I cannot think Of song or music, that would grieve her,Or toys or meat or snow-cooled drink; Not this way can her sadness leave her. She lies and frets in childish fever,All I can do is but to cry"Sleep, sleep, True-Love and lullaby!"Lullaby, and sleep again. Two bright eyes through the window stare,A nose is flattened on the pane And infant fingers fumble there."Not yet,... Poems - Post by : tycoon88 - Date : May 2011 - Author : Robert Graves - Read : 1997

Country Sentiment - The Picture Book Country Sentiment - The Picture Book

Country Sentiment - The Picture Book
THE PICTURE BOOK.When I was not quite five years old I first saw the blue picture book,And Fraulein Spitzenburger toldStories that sent me hot and cold; I loathed it, yet I had to look: It was a German book.I smiled at first, for she'd begun With a back-garden broad and green,And rabbits nibbling there: page oneTurned; and the gardener fired his gun From the low hedge: he lay unseen Behind: oh, it was mean!They're hurt, they can't escape, and so He stuffs them head-down in a sack,Not quite dead, wriggling in... Poems - Post by : lazaraus - Date : May 2011 - Author : Robert Graves - Read : 1113

Country Sentiment - Nine o'Clock Country Sentiment - Nine o'Clock

Country Sentiment - Nine o'Clock
NINE O'CLOCK. I.Nine of the clock, oh! Wake my lazy head!Your shoes of red morocco, Your silk bed-gown:Rouse, rouse, speck-eyed Mary In your high bed!A yawn, a smile, sleepy-starey, Mary climbs down."Good-morning to my brothers, Good-day to the Sun,Halloo, halloo to the lily-white sheep That up the mountain run." II.Good-night to the meadow, farewell to the nine o'clock Sun,"He loves me not, loves me, he loves me not" (O jealous one!)"He loves me, he loves me not, loves me"--O soft nights of June,A bird sang for love on the cherry-bough:... Poems - Post by : Guaji - Date : May 2011 - Author : Robert Graves - Read : 1527

Country Sentiment - Vain and Careless Country Sentiment - Vain and Careless

Country Sentiment - Vain and Careless
VAIN AND CARELESS.Lady, lovely lady, Careless and gay!Once when a beggar called She gave her child away.The beggar took the baby, Wrapped it in a shawl,"Bring her back," the lady said, "Next time you call."Hard by lived a vain man, So vain and so proud,He walked on stilts To be seen by the crowd.Up above the chimney pots, Tall as a mast,And all the people ran about Shouting till he passed."A splendid match surely," Neighbours saw it plain,"Although she is so careless, Although he is so vain."But the lady played bobcherry,... Poems - Post by : stone3 - Date : May 2011 - Author : Robert Graves - Read : 2239

Country Sentiment - Jane Country Sentiment - Jane

Country Sentiment - Jane
JANE.As Jane walked out below the hill,She saw an old man standing still,His eyes in tranced sorrow boundOn the broad stretch of barren ground.His limbs were knarled like aged trees,His thin beard wrapt about his knees,His visage broad and parchment white,Aglint with pale reflected light.He seemed a creature fall'n afarFrom some dim planet or faint star.Jane scanned him very close, and soonCried, "'Tis the old man from the moon."He raised his voice, a grating creak,But only to himself would speak.Groaning with tears in piteous pain,"O! O! would I were home again."Then Jane ran off, quick as she could,To cheer his heart... Poems - Post by : FatGuy - Date : May 2011 - Author : Robert Graves - Read : 699

Country Sentiment - To E.M.--A Ballad of Nursery Rhyme Country Sentiment - To E.M.--A Ballad of Nursery Rhyme

Country Sentiment - To E.M.--A Ballad of Nursery Rhyme
TO E.M.--A BALLAD OF NURSERY RHYME.Strawberries that in gardens grow Are plump and juicy fine,But sweeter far as wise men know Spring from the woodland vine.No need for bowl or silver spoon, Sugar or spice or cream,Has the wild berry plucked in June Beside the trickling stream.One such to melt at the tongue's root, Confounding taste with scent,Beats a full peck of garden fruit: Which points my argument.May sudden justice overtake And snap the froward pen,That old and palsied poets shake Against the minds of men.Blasphemers trusting to hold caught In far-flung... Poems - Post by : morpheoz - Date : May 2011 - Author : Robert Graves - Read : 3294

Country Sentiment - Thunder at Night Country Sentiment - Thunder at Night

Country Sentiment - Thunder at Night
THUNDER AT NIGHT.Restless and hot two children lay Plagued with uneasy dreams,Each wandered lonely through false day A twilight torn with screams.True to the bed-time story, Ben Pursued his wounded bear,Ann dreamed of chattering monkey men, Of snakes twined in her hair...Now high aloft above the town The thick clouds gather and break,A flash, a roar, and rain drives down: Aghast the young things wake.Trembling for what their terror was, Surprised by instant doom,With lightning in the looking glass, Thunder that rocks the room.The monkeys' paws patter again, Snakes hiss and flash... Poems - Post by : nidia - Date : May 2011 - Author : Robert Graves - Read : 1912

Country Sentiment - The Well-dressed Children Country Sentiment - The Well-dressed Children

Country Sentiment - The Well-dressed Children
THE WELL-DRESSED CHILDREN.Here's flowery taffeta for Mary's new gown: Here's black velvet, all the rage, for Dick's birthday coat.Pearly buttons for you, Mary, all the way down, Lace ruffles, Dick, for you; you'll be a man of note.Mary, here I've bought you a green gingham shade And a silk purse brocaded with roses gold and blue,You'll learn to hold them proudly like colours on parade. No banker's wife in all the town half so grand as you.I've bought for young Diccon a long walking-stick, Yellow gloves, well tanned, at Woodstock village made.I'll teach you to flourish... Poems - Post by : profits4 - Date : May 2011 - Author : Robert Graves - Read : 1819

Country Sentiment - Neglectful Edward Country Sentiment - Neglectful Edward

Country Sentiment - Neglectful Edward
NEGLECTFUL EDWARD. Nancy"Edward back from the Indian Sea,What have you brought for Nancy?" Edward"A rope of pearls and a gold earring,And a bird of the East that will not sing.A carven tooth, a box with a key--" Nancy"God be praised you are back," says she,"Have you nothing more for your Nancy?" Edward"Long as I sailed the Indian SeaI gathered all for your fancy:Toys and silk and jewels I bring,And a bird of the East that will not sing:What more can you want, dear girl, from me?" Nancy"God be praised you are... Poems - Post by : zorro - Date : May 2011 - Author : Robert Graves - Read : 2618