|No, no! my chicken, I shall scrawl / Just what I fancy as I strike it, / Fairies and Fusiliers, and all / Old broken knock-kneed thought will crawl / Across my verse in the classic way.|
|—To an Ungentle Critic|
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- Fairies and Fusiliers
Much of Grave’s poetry focuses on his experiences in World War I—as evidenced in this collection of forty-six poems.