The God Called Poetry (Robert Graves Poems)
Now I begin to know at last,These nights when I sit down to rhyme,The form and measure of that vastGod ...
Now I begin to know at last,These nights when I sit down to rhyme,The form and measure of that vastGod ...
Back from the line one night in June, I gave a dinner at Bethune- Seven courses, the most gorgeous meal ...
NEAR Clapham village, where fields began, Saint Edward met a beggar man. It was Christmas morning, the church bells tolled, ...
I've watched the Seasons passing slow, so slow, In the fields between La Bass?e and Bethune; Primroses and the first ...
She tells her love while half asleep, In the dark hours, With half-words whispered low: As Earth stirs in her ...
She, then, like snow in a dark night, Fell secretly. And the world waked With dazzling of the drowsy eye, ...
She tells her love while half asleep, In the dark hours, With half-words whispered low: As Earth stirs in her ...
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