Robert Nichols Poems
- Comrades An Episode Before, before he was aware The 'Verey' ...
- Fulfilment Was there love once? I have forgotten her. Was ...
- Battle 1. Noon It is midday; the deep trench glares…. A...
- The Assault The beating of the guns grows louder. 'Not long,...
- The Last Salute In a far field, away from England, lies A ...
- Farewell For the last time, maybe, upon the knoll I stand. ...
- Nearer Nearer and ever nearer... My body, tired but tense, ...
Robert Nichols (1893-1944) was the wartime author of Ardours and Endurances; Also, A Faun's Holiday and Poems & Phantasies, a collection of war poetry published in 1917.
Nichols, who struck up friendships with fellow war poets Siegfried Sassoon and Rupert Brooke (the latter was killed in action in 1915), was a Winchester and Oxford-educated Georgian poet.
Nichols' First World War military service - which lasted from from 1914-16 - saw him participate in the Battle of Loos in 1915 in the role of artillery officer.
His front-line service was however brief - after just a few weeks serving in the trenches he was invalided home with shell shock; an illness which ... more »
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Comrades An Episode
Before, before he was aware
The 'Verey' light had risen… on the air
in hung glistering..
And he could not stay his hand
From moving to the barbed wire's broken strand.
A rifle cracked.
Night waned. He was alone. A heavy shell
Whispered itself passing high, high overhead.
His wound was wet to his hand: for still it bled
On the glimmering ground.
Then with a slow, vain smile his wound be bound,
Knowing, of course, he'd not see home again -
Home, whose thought he put away.
Whispered, 'Where's Mister Gates?' 'Out on the wire.'