Who is Robert Malise Bowyer Nichols

Robert Malise Bowyer Nichols (6 September 1893 – 17 December 1944) was an English writer, known as a war poet of the First World War, and a playwright.Life and careerThe son of the poet John Bowyer Buchanan Nichols, Robert Nichols was educated at Winchester College and Trinity College, Oxford. Commissioned into the Royal Field Artillery in 1914, Nichols served on the Western Front, including the Battle of Loos and the Battle of the Somme, until invalided home with shell shock in August 1916.He began to give poetry readings, in 1917. In 1918 he was a member of an official British propaganda mission to the USA, where he also gave readings. One of his best known poems of the conflict is The Assault, which "evokes the destructive havoc and the emotional turbulence of an attack in verse of un...
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  • The Stranger
    Never am I so alone
    As when I walk among the crowd -
    Blurred masks of stern or grinning stone,
    Unmeaning eyes and voices loud. ...
  • Night Rhapsody
    How beautiful it is to wake at night,
    When over all there reigns the ultimate spell
    Of complete silence, darkness absolute,
    To feel the world, tilted on axle-tree, ...
  • Fulfilment
    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. ...
  • The Philosopher's Oration
    (From 'A Faun's Holiday')


    Meanwhile, though nations in distress ...
  • November
    As I walk the misty hill
    All is languid, fogged, and still;
    Not a note of any bird
    Nor any motion's hint is heard, ...
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