Robert Nichols

Robert Nichols

Robert Malise Bowyer Nichols (6 September 1893 – 17 December 1944) was an English writer, known as a war poet of the First World War, and a playwright.
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#seventeen3 мин. чтения

Seventeen

All the loud winds were in the garden wood,
All shadows joyfuller than lissom
Doubled in chasing, all exultant
That ever flung fierce mist and eddying

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The Philosophers Oration A Fauns Holiday

Meanwhile, though nations in distress Cower at a comet's loveliness Shaken across the midnight sky;
Though the wind roars, and Victory,
A virgin fierce, on vans of gold Stoops through the cloud's white smother rolled Over the armies' sho...

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Evenstar

Evenstar, still
If this twilight thou dost
On a more unhappy head,
On tears lonelier than mine,

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The Flower Of Flame

AS round the cliff I came
The whole bay bared its blaze to me;
Loud sang the wind, the wild sun
The tumbled clouds fled scattering on,

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The Sprig of Lime

He lay, and those who watched him were
To see unheralded beneath the
Twin tears, new-gathered at the price of pain,
Start and at once run crookedly

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The Assault

The beating of the guns grows louder
"Not long, boys, now
"My heart burns whiter, fearfuller, prouder;
Hurricanes

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Battery Moving Up to a New Position from Rest CampDawn

Not a sign of life we
In any square close-shuttered
That flanks the road we amble
Toward far trenches through the town

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#the3 мин. чтения

The Prophetic Bards Oration From A Fauns Holiday

'Be warned
I feel the world grow old,
And off Olympus fades the gold Of the simple passionate sun;
And the Gods wither one by one;

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Night Rhapsody

How beautiful it is to wake at night, When over all there reigns the ultimate spell Of complete silence, darkness absolute, To feel the world, tilted on axle-tree, In slow gyration, with no sensible sound, Unless to ears of unimagined beings, Resi...

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#the1 мин. чтения

The Nocturne Address to the Sunset

Exquisite stillness
What
Of earth and air
How bright atop the

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The Pilgrim

Put by the sun my joyful soul,
We are for darkness that is whole;
Put by the wine, now for long
We must be thirsty with salt tears;

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The Approach

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In the Grass:
Halt by the
In my tired, helpless bodyI feel my sunk heart ache;

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