The holiest, cruellest pains I feel,
Die stillborn, because old men squeal
For something new: "Write something new:
We've read this poem — that one too,
And twelve more like 'em yesterday"?


"To An Ungentle Critic" - Fairies and Fusiliers (1917)

Robert Graves Quotes

The holiest, cruellest pains I feel, Die stillborn, because old men squeal For something new: Write something new: We've read this poem — that one...

The holiest, cruellest pains I feel, Die stillborn, because old men squeal For something new: Write something new: We've read this poem — that one...

The holiest, cruellest pains I feel, Die stillborn, because old men squeal For something new: Write something new: We've read this poem — that one...

The holiest, cruellest pains I feel, Die stillborn, because old men squeal For something new: Write something new: We've read this poem — that one...