Big Words

Big Words by Robert Graves (1968)

The work explores themes of mortality, introspection, and the human experience through the lens of a speaker reflecting on life and impending death. The speaker grapples with the inevitability of death, expressing a sense of readiness and acceptance. Despite feeling youthful in years, the speaker acknowledges a profound depth of experience that belies their age, suggesting a maturity gained through both peaceful and tumultuous moments. The narrative juxtaposes serene memories with the harsh realities of war, illustrating a journey from innocence to a more complex understanding of life. The speaker finds solace in the love and wisdom gained throughout their experiences, contrasting earlier misguided pursuits of affection with a deeper, more enduring connection. This love is depicted as a source of warmth and comfort, akin to the joy of celebration. As the speaker awaits the call to action in a war setting, there is a palpable tension between the acceptance of fate and the instinctual fear of death. The internal conflict is evident as the speaker oscillates between a philosophical acceptance of mortality and the visceral anxiety of impending violence. The work ultimately encapsulates the struggle to reconcile the beauty of life with the harshness of its end, emphasizing the complexity of human emotions in the face of existential threats.

By Robert Graves · First published 1968 · Genre: Poetry, Literary Fiction, War Literature · 269 words

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"I've whined of coming death, but now, no more! It's weak and most ungracious. For, say I, Though still a boy if years are counted, why! I've lived those years from roof to cellar-floor, And feel, like grey-beards touching their fourscore, Ready, so soon as the need comes, to die: And I'm satisfied. For winning confidence in those quiet days Of peace, poised sickly on the precipice side Of Lliwedd crag by Snowdon, and in war Finding it firmlier with me than before; Winning a faith in the wisdom of God's ways That once I lost, finding it justified Even in this chaos; winning love that stays And warms the heart like wine at Easter-tide; Having earlier tried False loves in plenty; oh! my cup of praise Brims over, and I know I'll feel small sorrow, Confess no sins and make no weak delays If death ends all and I must die to-morrow."

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poetry · death · life · reflection · war · faith · love · wisdom · satisfaction · mortality · existentialism · nature

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