Potential Titles: Robert Graves

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Love never leaves an unpaid debt - Robert Graves "Advice to Lovers"

He will not pardon nor forget - Robert Graves "Advice to Lovers"

All the furies of fate circled round - Robert Graves "After the Play"

Past the rescue of bold thought - Robert Graves "Against Clock and Compasses"

Drest in long green weed and barnacles - Robert Graves "The Alice Jean"

With fear and death and desolation rigged - Robert Graves "The Alice Jean"

The blind ship came forgotten home - Robert Graves "The Alice Jean"

Where the dungeon of Despair looms over Desolate Sea - Robert Graves "The Assault Heroic"

Threatening me with aspect high and steep - Robert Graves "The Assault Heroic"

Caught and alchemized with thought - Robert Graves "The Assault Heroic"

The briar-rose weeps for injured right - Robert Graves "The Avengers"

May sprouts up red to choke the quince - Robert Graves "The Avengers"

With angry throb of equal spite - Robert Graves "The Avengers"

Kindler of warfare since the Flood - Robert Graves "The Avengers"

Monsters of thought through earth we stray - Robert Graves "The Avengers"

And Sir Galahad lies hid - Robert Graves "Babylon"

None of all the magic hosts - Robert Graves "Babylon"

Weeping for lost Babylon - Robert Graves "Babylon"

A Spanish horse saddled for her dreams - Robert Graves "Baloo Loo for Jenny"

Lived three thousand years this summer - Robert Graves "The Bough of Nonsense"

Where once a nonsense built her nest - Robert Graves "The Bough of Nonsense"

Of drink, melancholy, and psalms - Robert Graves "The Bough of Nonsense"

Through joint distress of dungeon mire - Robert Graves "The Bowl and Rim"

When seven years brought them no release - Robert Graves "The Bowl and Rim"

To make amends for earlier spite - Robert Graves "The Bowl and Rim"

Under this loop of honeysuckle - Robert Graves "The Caterpillar"

Cherries of the night are riper - Robert Graves "Cherry-Time"

Gather here in silent meeting - Robert Graves "Cherry-Time"

When I sound the fairy call - Robert Graves "Cherry-Time"

Spurred our parents to the kiss - Robert Graves "Children of Darkness"

Their caress in the heat of midnight - Robert Graves "Children of Darkness"

Only acts of doubt are done - Robert Graves "Children of Darkness"

Unveiled eyes with tears are wet - Robert Graves "Children of Darkness"

That one word through my sleep - Robert Graves "A Child's Nightmare"

In monotonous mock despair - Robert Graves "A Child's Nightmare"

Horror bristling round the head - Robert Graves "A Child's Nightmare"

That can keep horror bristling round the head - Robert Graves "A Child's Nightmare"

Three times I gave clear warning - Robert Graves "The Coronation Murder in Four Parts"

My inward joy was payment enough for me - Robert Graves "The Coronation Murder in Four Parts"

Shooting splendour through the dark - Robert Graves "The Coronation Murder in Four Parts"

To light the fire and hold the key - Robert Graves "The Cottage"

The wares are bits of glass and unripe pears - Robert Graves "Country at War"

Crows perch upon the backs of sheep - Robert Graves "Country at War"

Contemptuous of the distant cry - Robert Graves "Country at War"

Cursing this blood and brimstone age - Robert Graves "Country at War"

All thought of peace behind you cast - Robert Graves "Country at War"

To pretend himself my servant in the land of spears - Robert Graves "A Crusader"

Rags and jags and yellow tallow candles - Robert Graves "The Cupboard"

Sour disintegrations of Love's power - Robert Graves "Cynics and Romantics"

Web-hung blackness of night - Robert Graves "Cynics and Romantics"

Trembling beneath a wind-flower's shield - Robert Graves "A Dewdrop"

Can spread amazement near to grief - Robert Graves "A Dewdrop"

Farthest from the truth is yet half-way back - Robert Graves "The Dialecticians"

Effect ordains Cause, head swallowing its tail - Robert Graves "The Dialecticians"

Cloud shadows under the moon coming and going - Robert Graves "Dicky"

Their ghostly dark and wan moonlight - Robert Graves "Dicky"

Still sinking through unturned earth - Robert Graves "Down"

Cheated space with inadvertant motion or word - Robert Graves "Down"

Between flat slabs that mask the ancient well - Robert Graves "Down"

Rattling and rocketing down in secret void - Robert Graves "Down"

Merged in the gradual hum of bees and flies - Robert Graves "Down"

On the flame-axis of this terrible world - Robert Graves "Down"

Through the dreams of yesternight - Robert Graves "The Dying Knight and the Fauns"

With the rustle of the birches - Robert Graves "The Dying Knight and the Fauns"

Woodland fauns that know no fear - Robert Graves "The Dying Knight and the Fauns"

And make roses of the daisies - Robert Graves "The Dying Knight and the Fauns"

As the bee forsakes the lily - Robert Graves "The Dying Knight and the Fauns"

As the berry leaves the holly - Robert Graves "The Dying Knight and the Fauns"

Hedged with the set shape of things - Robert Graves "An English Wood"

Whose clutching arms drink blood when travellers pass - Robert Graves "An English Wood"

Halfway down the road to Lethe - Robert Graves "Escape"

New stars in the subterrene sky - Robert Graves "Escape"

A barbed Arrow feathered in fine stars - Robert Graves "Escape"

After me roared and clattered angry hosts - Robert Graves "Escape"

Great winds over the sky - Robert Graves "The Face of the Heavens"

The ploughshare snaps in the iron ground - Robert Graves "Finland"

With laughing children and the running deer - Robert Graves "A First Review"

A ghost or angel in the starlight there - Robert Graves "A Frosty Night"

Ghosts of long-dead melodies - Robert Graves "Ghost Music"

In melancholy drowsy-sweet - Robert Graves "Ghost Music"

Bats at noontide rafter-hung - Robert Graves "Ghost Music"

Clouded tales of wrong and terror I bring - Robert Graves "Ghost Raddled"

Do flowers and butterflies belong to a blind December? - Robert Graves "Ghost Raddled"

No rain falls and no waters run - Robert Graves "Give Us Rain"

The light that spills from the sun's hot wheel - Robert Graves "The God Called Poetry"

Wakes the gale that tears your trees - Robert Graves "The God Called Poetry"

And where you seek him, he is not - Robert Graves "The God Called Poetry"

Bathe in my waters, drink my sun - Robert Graves "The God Called Poetry"

Life shared between moon and sun - Robert Graves "The God Called Poetry"

The sun will scorch you soon or late - Robert Graves "Hate Not, Fear Not"

That cankers root and fruit alike - Robert Graves "Hate Not, Fear Not"

Fever and fear distract the world - Robert Graves "Hate Not, Fear Not"

Against all eagle-nosed and cynic lords - Robert Graves "A History of Peace"

Boats and barges anchored to the sands - Robert Graves "I Wonder What It Feels Like to be Drowned?"

Made ambrosia of pot-herb and lentil - Robert Graves "An Idyll of Old Age"

Our favourites run the surest to the Devil - Robert Graves "An Idyll of Old Age"

But Hermes knew the shadow from the fact - Robert Graves "An Idyll of Old Age"

We love them as we know them - Robert Graves "In Procession"

Their particular parts of wisdom, power, and knowledge - Robert Graves "In Procession"

Nations combatant together with mutual damnations - Robert Graves "In Procession"

With his pen of gold gloriously writing - Robert Graves "In Procession"

Sinking a new well when the old ran dry - Robert Graves "In Procession"

Comes with terrible roll of dream drums - Robert Graves "In Procession"

In endless rows straggling across all space - Robert Graves "In Procession"

Joy that greets the chosen of Apollo - Robert Graves "In Procession"

Heard the bitterns call from ruined palace-wall - Robert Graves "In the Wilderness"

Great rats on leather wings - Robert Graves "In the Wilderness"

Of busy Imagination's new-coined money - Robert Graves "Interlude: On Preserving a Poetical Formula"

The blind phototropisms of my fluttering mind - Robert Graves "Interlude: On Preserving a Poetical Formula"

Wrestle Jacob-wise with fiendish darkness - Robert Graves "Interlude: On Preserving a Poetical Formula"

Darkness blinking threatfully its bale-fire eyes - Robert Graves "Interlude: On Preserving a Poetical Formula"

Groves of mango, quince and lime - Robert Graves "It's a Queer Time"

His eyes in tranced sorrow bound - Robert Graves "Jane"

And the First Power moves over void and dearth - Robert Graves "The Kiss"

From the wet road's tasking cruelty - Robert Graves "Kit Logan and Lady Helen"

Fluttering pride caught in this cage of glass - Robert Graves "Kit Logan and Lady Helen"

An airy glory too strange to be spoken - Robert Graves "The Lands of Whipperginny"

Had known death and hell before - Robert Graves "The Leveller"

A week spent under raining skies - Robert Graves "Limbo"

And the ever-watchful sniper - Robert Graves "Limbo"

Unknown to each other in a hostile camp - Robert Graves "The Lord Chamberlain Tells of a Famous Meeting"

Spies of two empire nations unallied - Robert Graves "The Lord Chamberlain Tells of a Famous Meeting"

Each annuls the variability of the other's mind - Robert Graves "The Lord Chamberlain Tells of a Famous Meeting"

Caught no hint of prestidigitation - Robert Graves "The Lord Chamberlain Tells of a Famous Meeting"

Twinkling high-lights of unmixed white - Robert Graves "The Lord Chamberlain Tells of a Famous Meeting"

Holding fast to the law that the Stones ordain - Robert Graves "The Manifestation in the Temple"

Invite manticors down from neighbouring height - Robert Graves "Manticor in Arabia"

In such hour as seventh Phoenix flames to power - Robert Graves "Manticor in Arabia"

Perched on a wall fulfilling fancy's needs - Robert Graves "The Martyred Decadents: A Sympathetic Satire"

Grim pride outweighs the anguish of our story - Robert Graves "The Martyred Decadents: A Sympathetic Satire"

When a fierce sun does the same - Robert Graves "Morning Phoenix"

In my body lives a flame - Robert Graves "Morning Phoenix"

A morning phoenix with proud roar - Robert Graves "Morning Phoenix"

Frowning over the riddle that Daniel told - Robert Graves "Nebuchadnezzar's Fall"

Have they warned you how games end? - Robert Graves "The Next War"

Laugh at chaffinch and at primroses - Robert Graves "Not Dead"

Down dirty streets in stench and smoke - Robert Graves "Oh, and Oh!"

Head burning and heart snarling - Robert Graves "Oh, and Oh!"

Lofty dragons blowing flame, of the horned fiend of Hell - Robert Graves "Old Wives' Tales"

Below the ridge a raven - Robert Graves "On the Ridge"

We heard the lost curlew mourning - Robert Graves "On the Ridge"

Showed no wealth of sheep or grain - Robert Graves "On the Ridge"

Poised in marble thought - Robert Graves "On the Ridge"

Ambushed in shadow out of sight - Robert Graves "Outlaws"

Catch their prey in nets of shade - Robert Graves "Outlaws"

Faith fails and men forget - Robert Graves "Outlaws"

Starved of their ancient dues - Robert Graves "Outlaws"

Incense and fruit, fire, blood and wine - Robert Graves "Outlaws"

Who spoke with thunder once at noon - Robert Graves "Outlaws"

Ghosts of ghosts and last year's snow - Robert Graves "Outlaws"

Sewing in bed by candlelight - Robert Graves "The Patchwork Bonnet"

Follow-my-leader down the seam - Robert Graves "The Patchwork Bonnet"

The patchwork pieces cry for joy together - Robert Graves "The Patchwork Bonnet"

Snippets and odd ends folded by, forgotten - Robert Graves "The Patchwork Bonnet"

Sails far away on a patchwork Ocean - Robert Graves "The Patchwork Bonnet"

Stories that sent me hot and cold - Robert Graves "The Picture Book"

Found a stretch of barren years in sight - Robert Graves "The Picture Book"

Where weak things must creep underground - Robert Graves "The Picture Book"

Drawn by a thread of time-sunk memory - Robert Graves "The Pier-Glass"

Where malignant fancy peoples the wings with fear - Robert Graves "The Pier-Glass"

Nothing but the thin shadow and blank foreboding - Robert Graves "The Pier-Glass"

Full of funny muddling mazes - Robert Graves "The Poet in the Nursery"

When winter's tail has lost the sting - Robert Graves "The Promised Lullaby"

The rooms to the left and right were locked as before - Robert Graves "The Red Ribbon Dream"

Senseless to hammer at an unreal door - Robert Graves "The Red Ribbon Dream"

Rising up sheer as the mountain of Time - Robert Graves "The Red Ribbon Dream"

The blank rock-face that no thought can climb - Robert Graves "The Red Ribbon Dream"

Dazed for the memory of a lost desire - Robert Graves "The Red Ribbon Dream"

Once I found entrance, but not never more - Robert Graves "The Red Ribbon Dream"

Time leans forward with his glassy wall - Robert Graves "The Red Ribbon Dream"

Through the forest of my fears - Robert Graves "Reproach"

Scalding my heart with shame - Robert Graves "Reproach"

And lay ghost hands on everything - Robert Graves "Retrospect"

Met hours of the clock he never guessed before - Robert Graves "Retrospect: The Jests of the Clock"

Mirthless hours confused with dreams and fear - Robert Graves "Retrospect: The Jests of the Clock"

Hungry hours when the gods sleep and snore - Robert Graves "Retrospect: The Jests of the Clock"

Bequeathing earth and heaven to ghosts - Robert Graves "Retrospect: The Jests of the Clock"

Beyond the wire blank shadows crawled and tumbled - Robert Graves "Retrospect: The Jests of the Clock"

To greet beneath a falling flare the jests of the clock - Robert Graves "Retrospect: The Jests of the Clock"

The seven years' curse is ended now - Robert Graves "Return"

To drink the brine from crusted lakes - Robert Graves "Return"

Sent scapegoat for your pride - Robert Graves "Return"

You, too, shall clank the seven years' chain - Robert Graves "Return"

On sterile ground for all time curst - Robert Graves "Return"

With famine's itch and flames of thirst - Robert Graves "Return"

Be you loosed from your right fate - Robert Graves "Return"

For cunning, patience, power to overthrow - Robert Graves "Richard Roe and John Doe"

The lost curlew mourning out of sight below - Robert Graves "The Ridge-Top"

Who could withstand your triumph then? - Robert Graves "The Ridge-Top"

In terror of the drought withering crown and stock - Robert Graves "The Rock Below"

No mice in the heath run nor no birds cry - Robert Graves "Rocky Acres"

Tenderness and pity the land will deny - Robert Graves "Rocky Acres"

Where life is but nourished from water and rock - Robert Graves "Rocky Acres"

The first land that rose from Chaos and the Flood - Robert Graves "Rocky Acres"

A rag-doll wherein to thrust the casual pin - Robert Graves "The Sewing Basket"

With battle murder at my heart - Robert Graves "The Shadow of Death"

Wild swans urged whistling across dazzled sky - Robert Graves "The Sibyl"

Gabriel hounds in chorus through the dark - Robert Graves "The Sibyl"

Each spectral hound from memory's windy zones - Robert Graves "The Sibyl"

Of thousands in her valley of dry bones - Robert Graves "The Sibyl"

Succession flags and Time goes maimed in flight - Robert Graves "The Sibyl"

Hunting the souls of the damned through the air - Robert Graves "The Sibyl"

The strange noise made by the passage of flocks - Robert Graves "The Sibyl"

Only by work of muttered charms - Robert Graves "The Snake and the Bull"

Was bound in virtue of our name - Robert Graves "The Snake and the Bull"

And half explored the wizard ground of words - Robert Graves "The Snake and the Bull"

By his own violent whim betrayed - Robert Graves "The Snake and the Bull"

And frozen music dulls their need - Robert Graves "The Snake and the Bull"

Of planets' paths and comets' lore - Robert Graves "The Snake and the Bull"

Forked lightning leaps his points about - Robert Graves "The Snake and the Bull"

Tattoos his shape upon the sky - Robert Graves "The Snake and the Bull"

Night anger fills the Serpent's eye with desolating fire - Robert Graves "The Snake and the Bull"

Tossed shivering by your East Wind anger - Robert Graves "Song in Winter"

At summons of your dream-despair - Robert Graves "Song of Contrariety"

Whispered love and muttered fears - Robert Graves "The Spoilsport"

With lightning in steep pitchfork jags - Robert Graves "Storm: At the Farm Window"

Wonder and panic chase our grief - Robert Graves "Storm: At the Farm Window"

Purge our thick distempered blood - Robert Graves "Storm: At the Farm Window"

Crossed with fancies by old longings fired - Robert Graves "Sullen Moods"

Indignation at my own shortcomings - Robert Graves "Sullen Moods"

Must I then flatter my own mind? - Robert Graves "Sullen Moods"

Do not repay me my own coin - Robert Graves "Sullen Moods"

Which saves the live man from the ghost - Robert Graves "Sullen Moods"

Do not count your labour lost - Robert Graves "Sullen Moods"

Hating the laws that bind it here - Robert Graves "Sullen Moods"

The Land of Cakes supplied him - Robert Graves "The Three Drinkers"

The hole that the fierce drink burned inside him - Robert Graves "The Three Drinkers"

Each wandered lonely through false day - Robert Graves "Thunder at Night"

With lightning in the looking glass - Robert Graves "Thunder at Night"

Caught in far-flung webs of ink - Robert Graves "To E.M.--A Ballad of Nursery Rhyme"

The utmost ends of human thought - Robert Graves "To E.M.--A Ballad of Nursery Rhyme"

New beauty to the rough lines lent - Robert Graves "To E.M.--A Ballad of Nursery Rhyme"

A curse for treaties, bonds and laws - Robert Graves "To Lucasta on Going to the Wars--for the Fourth Time"

Must sit and stake with quiet breath - Robert Graves "To Lucasta on Going to the Wars--for the Fourth Time"

Playing at cards with Death - Robert Graves "To Lucasta on Going to the Wars--for the Fourth Time"

It's pride that makes the heart so great - Robert Graves "To Lucasta on Going to the Wars--for the Fourth Time"

Old soldiers stumbling homeward here - Robert Graves "Tom Taylor"

Dazzled by the spark love kindled in some alley dark - Robert Graves "Tom Taylor"

Sweating to overtake the impetuous tune flying ahead - Robert Graves "Tom Taylor"

True to all those famous vows you've made - Robert Graves "True Johnny"

My empty heart shall crack and break - Robert Graves "True Johnny"

When the sun turns against the clock - Robert Graves "True Johnny"

When up is down, and left is right - Robert Graves "True Johnny"

By wire and wood and stake we're bound - Robert Graves "Two Fusiliers"

Unicorn with bursting heart - Robert Graves "Unicorn and the White Doe"

His pride twenty thousand years mute - Robert Graves "Unicorn and the White Doe"

Breaking the desert's boundaries - Robert Graves "Unicorn and the White Doe"

Lodged among mortal deer - Robert Graves "Unicorn and the White Doe"

Held by the ties of space - Robert Graves "Unicorn and the White Doe"

Under shadow of myrtle - Robert Graves "Unicorn and the White Doe"

Untrembling between the shifting shadows - Robert Graves "Unicorn and the White Doe"

On his desolate crags apart at rumour of dawn - Robert Graves "Unicorn and the White Doe"

A storm of sand I run breaking the desert's boundaries - Robert Graves "Unicorn and the White Doe"

With briar and mire the tangled alleys crook - Robert Graves "Unicorn and the White Doe"

Cry from the thicket my heart's bird - Robert Graves "The Voice of Beauty Drowned"

Jarred horrid notes and the jangling jay - Robert Graves "The Voice of Beauty Drowned"

Ripped the fine threads of song away - Robert Graves "The Voice of Beauty Drowned"

When Time with cruelty runs - Robert Graves "Whipperginny"

Where phantom gains accrue by tricks - Robert Graves "Whipperginny"

Where pasteboard federacies of Powers - Robert Graves "Whipperginny"


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