THE FIELD-POSTCARD by ROBERT GRAVES
Back in '15, when life was harsh And blood was hourly shed, I reassured Sir Edward Marsh So far I was not dead. My field-postcard duly arrived, It seems, at Gray's Inn Square Where Eddie, glad I still survived, Ruffled his thinning hair...
A full half century out of sight It lay securely hid Till Francis Edwards with delight Sold it for thirty quid. But who retained the copyright, The invaluable copyright? In common law I did.
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|Author||Graves, Robert (1895-1985)|
|Item Date||(1995, 1997, 1999)|
|Copyright||The Robert Graves Copyright Trust|
|First line||Back in '15, when life was harsh|
|Publication source||Robert Graves Complete Poems: Volumes 1 - 3|
|Publication editor||Graves, Beryl and Ward, Dunstan|
|Digital repository||The First World War Poetry Digital Archive|