Robert Graves

(1895 - 1985 / London / England)

Robert Graves Poems

1. The Lady Visitor In The Pauper Ward 1/3/2003
2. The Spoilsport 1/3/2003
3. The Patchwork Bonnet 4/1/2010
4. The Three Drinkers 4/1/2010
5. The Kiss 3/30/2015
6. A Valentine 5/9/2015
7. Mermaid, Dragon, Fiend 8/3/2016
8. The Promised Lullaby 4/1/2010
9. Tom Taylor 4/1/2010
10. Retrospect: The Jests Of The Clock 4/1/2010
11. Jonah 1/3/2003
12. To Robert Nichols 1/3/2003
13. The Cottage 1/3/2003
14. Morning Phœnix 4/1/2010
15. Nine O'Clock 4/1/2010
16. After The Play 4/1/2010
17. The Boy In Church 4/1/2010
18. The God Called Poetry 4/1/2010
19. True Johnny 4/1/2010
20. Ghost Raddled 4/1/2010
21. The Bough Of Nonsense 1/3/2003
22. Sorley’s Weather 1/3/2003
23. The Poet In The Nursery 1/3/2003
24. Faun 1/3/2003
25. The Shivering Beggar 1/3/2003
26. To An Ungentle Critic 1/3/2003
27. A Song For Two Children 4/1/2010
28. Baloo Loo For Jenny 4/1/2010
29. Cherry-Time 4/1/2010
30. Nebuchadnezzar's Fall 4/1/2010
31. Jane 4/1/2010
32. Loving Henry 4/1/2010
33. The Beacon 4/1/2010
34. The Boy Out Of Church 4/1/2010
35. The Picture Book 4/1/2010
36. The General Elliott 4/1/2010
37. The Cupboard 4/1/2010
38. Manticor In Arabia 4/1/2010
39. Neglectful Edward 4/1/2010
40. Give Us Rain 4/1/2010
Best Poem of Robert Graves

Call It A Good Marriage

Call it a good marriage -
For no one ever questioned
Her warmth, his masculinity,
Their interlocking views;
Except one stray graphologist
Who frowned in speculation
At her h's and her s's,
His p's and w's.

Though few would still subscribe
To the monogamic axiom
That strife below the hip-bones
Need not estrange the heart,
Call it a good marriage:
More drew those two together,
Despite a lack of children,
Than pulled them apart.

Call it a good marriage:
They never fought in public,
They acted circumspectly
And faced the world ...

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Faun

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,

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