On Finding Myself A Soldier
ON FINDING MYSELF A SOLDIER by ROBERT GRAVES
My bud was backward to unclose, A pretty baby-queen, Furled petal-tips of creamy rose Caught in a clasp of green.
Somehow, I never thought to doubt That when her heart should show She would be coloured in as out, Like the flush of dawn on snow:
But yesterday aghast I found, Where last I'd left the bud, Twelve flamy petals ringed around A heart more red than blood.
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| Author | Graves, Robert (1895-1985) |
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| Title | On Finding Myself A Soldier |
| Item Date | (1995, 1997, 1999) |
| File type | Text |
| Content | Poem |
| Repository name | ProQuest |
| Repository URL | http://lion.chawyck.co.uk |
| Copyright | The Robert Graves Copyright Trust |
| First line | My bud was backward to unclose, |
| Publication source | Robert Graves Complete Poems: Volumes 1 - 3 |
| Publication editor | Graves, Beryl and Ward, Dunstan |
| Publishers | Carcanet |
| Publication place | Manchester |
| Digital repository | The First World War Poetry Digital Archive |
| Reference URL | http://www.oucs.ox.ac.uk/ww1lit/collections/item/3449 |
