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Written in 1845, they were being worked on during Browning's courtship of Elizabeth Barrett, their romantic association became a highlight in the gossip of the literary classes in Britain, and the poem we post today was considered the most sensual romantic poem of the times.
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He is recorded as saying, "I never joined the army for patriotic reasons. I suppose we just all fight to get the trouble over." I imagine that most service volunteers would include this sentiment, together with a handful of other fears - because fears they were - troubling the volunteering population, if they analysed their motives.
Rosenberg's active service experiences in France would have been generally in line with what history has recorded as the norm under the Top Brass's hokey cokey, 'in- out, in-out' front line manning policy of 'Test 'em To Destruction', which saw so many 'failures' incarcerated in UK mental hospitals, where I doubt they met any of their Generals.
Notes: Thanks to Susan Benton who, when requesting this poem wrote that it is among her favourites, which share the qualities of "...expressing succinctly with carefully chosen, but no extraneous words, beautiful but simple thoughts." Yes, this certainly can be said of 'A Marriage', and I like the cliff-hanging effect adding power to the poem by a masterly use of caesura holding the sense of the narrative over between lines. Both Susan and I and, I dare add, other readers would welcome your own comments.(For biographical notes on Thomas, please scroll to his poem 'They', posted Sat. The grey sea and the long black land; And the yellow half-moon large and low; And the startled little waves that leap In fiery ringlets from their sleep, As I gain the cove with pushing prow, And quench its speed i' the slushy sand.She was young; I kissed with my eyes closed and openedthem on her wrinkles.'Come,' said death,choosing her as his partner forthe last dance.I remember taking the train to an independent record store on the North Side of Chicago when I was 15 to buy zines and Sleater-Kinney albums.I would sit in my bedroom and devour them — and then head straight to my computer.