| Until We Both... Robert Graves... |
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Until we both... Strolling across Great Park With a child and a dog, greeting the guardian lions At the royal entrance, slowly rounding the mere Where boats are sailed all day, this perfect Sunday, Counting our blessings peacefully enough. |
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Until we both, at the same horrid signal, The twelfth stroke of a clock booming behind us, Sink through those nonchalant, broad, close-cut lawns To a swirling no-man's land shrouded in smoke That feeds our kisses with bright furnace embers, And we beg anguished mercy of each other, Exchanging vow for vow, our lips blistered. |
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Until we both... Until we both at once... Have you more courage, love even than I Under this final torment? Shall we ever again greet our guardian lions And the boats on the Great Mere? |
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