Robert Graves

Robert Graves

1,000 карма
United Kingdom (Great Britain)

Faun

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Here down this very way, Here only yesterday King Faun went leaping
He sang, with careless shout Hurling his name about; He sang, with oaken stock His steps from rock to rock In safety keeping, “Here Faun is free, Here Faun is free
” Tod...
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I Wonder What It Feels Like To Be Drowned

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Look at my knees, That island rising from the steamy seas
The candles a tall lightship; my two hands Are boats and barges anchored to the sands, With mighty cliffs all round;
They’re full of wine and riches from far lands…
I wonder ...
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The Cottage

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Here in turn succeed and rule Carter, smith, and village fool, Then again the place is known As tavern, shop, and Sunday-school; Now somehow it’s come to me To light the fire and hold the key, Here in Heaven to reign alone
All the walls are w...
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To Robert Nichols

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(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
~~~~~”Here by a snowbound river In scrapen holes we shiver, And like old b...
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Cherry-Time

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Cherries of the night are
Than the cherries pluckt at noon Gather to your fairy piper When he pipes his magic tune: Merry, merry, Take a cherry; Mine are sounder, Mine are rounder, Mine are sweeter For the eater Under the moon
And you’ll...
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Counting The Beats

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You, love, and I,(He whispers) you and I,
And if no more than only you and
What care you or I
Counting the beats,
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The Shivering Beggar

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AR Clapham village, where fields began, Saint Edward met a beggar man
It was Christmas morning, the church bells tolled, The old man trembled for the fierce cold
Saint Edward cried, “It is monstrous sinA beggar to lie in rags so thin
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