Robert Graves

(1895 - 1985 / London / England)

Robert Graves Poems

1. A Valentine 5/9/2015
2. She Tells Her Love 11/21/2014
3. The Kiss 3/30/2015
4. The Three Drinkers 4/1/2010
5. The Patchwork Bonnet 4/1/2010
6. The Promised Lullaby 4/1/2010
7. Morning Phœnix 4/1/2010
8. Nine O'Clock 4/1/2010
9. The God Called Poetry 4/1/2010
10. The Boy In Church 4/1/2010
11. The Boy Out Of Church 4/1/2010
12. The Picture Book 4/1/2010
13. Jane 4/1/2010
14. Retrospect: The Jests Of The Clock 4/1/2010
15. Hawk And Buckle 4/1/2010
16. Manticor In Arabia 4/1/2010
17. Dicky 4/1/2010
18. The Cupboard 4/1/2010
19. The General Elliott 4/1/2010
20. The Lost Love 4/1/2010
21. The Voice Of Beauty Drowned 4/1/2010
22. Fox's Dingle 4/1/2010
23. Loving Henry 4/1/2010
24. Nebuchadnezzar's Fall 4/1/2010
25. The 4/1/2010
26. Neglectful Edward 4/1/2010
27. Ghost Raddled 4/1/2010
28. The Pier-Glass 4/1/2010
29. The Patchwork Quilt 4/1/2010
30. The Beacon 4/1/2010
31. Outlaws 4/1/2010
32. Sullen Moods 4/1/2010
33. Sospan Fach 4/1/2010
34. Haunted 4/1/2010
35. Here They Lie 4/1/2010
36. Star-Talk 4/1/2010
37. Rocky Acres 4/1/2010
38. It's A Queer Time 4/1/2010
39. Give Us Rain 4/1/2010
40. The Spoilsport 1/3/2003
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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