Kill if you must, but never hate:
Man is but grass and hate is blight,
The sun will scorch you soon or late,
Die wholesome then, since you must fight.
Robert Graves- from Hate not, Fear not
No escape,
No such thing; to dream of new dimensions,
Cheating checkmate by painting the king's robe
So that he slides like a queen.
Robert Graves-The Castle
I believe that every English poet should read the English classics, master the rules of grammar before he attempts to bend or break them.
Robert Graves Lecture at Oxford as quoted in Time (15 December 1961)
Kill if you must, but never hate:
Man is but grass and hate is blight,
The sun will scorch you soon or late,
Die wholesome then, since you must fight.
Robert Graves- from Hate not, Fear not
