Robert Nichols Poems
- Fulfilment Was there love once? I have forgotten her. Was ...
- Comrades An Episode Before, before he was aware The 'Verey' ...
- 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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Was there love once? I have forgotten her.
Was there grief once? Grief yet is mine.
Other loves I have, men rough, but men who stir
More grief, more joy, than love of thee and thine.
Faces cheerful, full of whimsical mirth,
Lined by the wind, burned by the sun;
Bodies enraptured by the abounding earth,
As whose children we are brethern: one.
And any moment may descend hot death
To shatter limbs! Pulp, tear, blast
Belovèd soldiers who love rough life and breath
Not less for dying faithful to the last.
O the fading eyes, the grimed face ...