Two Fusiliers
TWO FUSILIERS by ROBERT GRAVES
And have we done with War at last? Well, we've been lucky devils both, And there's no need of pledge or oath To bind our lovely friendship fast, By firmer stuff Close bound enough.
By wire and wood and stake we're bound, By Fricourt and by Festubert, By whipping rain, by the sun's glare, By all the misery and loud sound, By a Spring day, By Picard clay.
Show me the two so closely bound As we, by the wet bond of blood, By friendship blossoming from mud, By Death: we faced him, and we found Beauty in Death, In dead men, breath.
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| Author | Graves, Robert (1895-1985) |
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| Title | Two Fusiliers |
| 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 | And have we done with War at last? |
| 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/3467 |
