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To God & Other Poems
To God & Other Poems
To God & Other Poems
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Ivor Bertie Gurney was born in Gloucester on 28th August 1890. A chorister at Gloucester cathedral Ivor began to compose music at 14 before winning a scholarship to the Royal Academy Of Music in 1911. Noted for his enormous potential he was equally thought by many to be un-teachable. His studies were interrupted by World War I and his enlistment with the Gloucestershire Regiment. He was wounded in April 1917 and gassed a few months later. After his release from hospital he was posted to Seaton Delaval, a mining village in Northumberland. His first volume of poetry, Severn and Somme, being published in November 1917, followed by War's Embers in 1919. Unfortunately his life was blighted by bi-polar disorder which had developed from his mid teens and culminated in his first major breakdown whilst still in uniform in 1918. The trigger was a failed relationship with Annie Drummond. After the war he seemed to thrive for a while but the bi-polar return with increasing severity in 1922 to the point where we was declared insane. Although he continued to write poems and a few pieces of music he was to spend the next fifteen years of his life until his death in various mental hospitals. Ivor Gurney died on 26th December 1937.

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    To God & Other Poems - Ivor Gurney

    To God & Other Poems by Ivor Gurney

    Ivor Bertie Gurney was born in Gloucester on 28th August 1890.

    A chorister at Gloucester cathedral Ivor began to compose music at 14 before winning a scholarship to the Royal Academy Of Music in 1911.  Noted for his enormous potential he was equally thought by many to be un-teachable.  His studies were interrupted by World War I and his enlistment with the Gloucestershire Regiment. He was wounded in April 1917 and gassed a few months later. After his release from hospital he was posted to Seaton Delaval, a mining village in Northumberland. His first volume of poetry, Severn and Somme, being published in November 1917, followed by War's Embers in 1919. 

    Unfortunately his life was blighted by bi-polar disorder which had developed from his mid teens and culminated in his first major breakdown whilst still in uniform in 1918.  The trigger was a failed relationship with Annie Drummond.  After the war he seemed to thrive for a while but the bi-polar return with increasing severity in 1922 to the point where we was declared insane.  Although he continued to write poems and a few pieces of music he was to spend the next fifteen years of his life until his death in various mental hospitals.

    Ivor Gurney died on 26th December 1937.

    Index Of Poems

    To God

    To The Poet Before Battle

    When I Am Covered

    To His Love

    A Wish

    Above Ashleworth

    Larches

    Afterwards

    Walking Song

    Apprentices

    Bach And The Sentry

    Ballad Of The Three Spectres

    Pain

    Beauty

    April Gale

    Ben Johnson

    Billet

    By Severn

    Canadians

    Common Things

    There Is A Man

    Crucifix Corner

    To The Prussians Of England

    Half Dead

    The Bohemians

    Cut Flowers

    The Soaking

    Tobacco

    Of Cruelty

    Daily

    Darkness Has Cheating Swiftness

    Defiance

    Toussaints (ToJ.W.H.)

    The Songs I Had

    Drachms + Scruples

    Encounters

    Turmut-Hoeing

    Equal Mistress

    First Time In

    Generations (The Ploughed Field And The Fallow Field)

    Generations (There Are Mummers Yet On Cotswold)

    Had I A Song

    Hedger

    Hedges

    Up There

    Kettle-Song

    Kilns

    The Comparison

    La Gorgues

    Laventie

    Leckhampton Chimney Has Fallen Down

    Water Colours

    London Dawn

    Longford Dawns

    Lovely Playthings

    Western Sky-Look

    Midnight

    Mist On Meadows

    Moments

    My Heart Makes Songs On Lonely Roads

    Blighty

    Brown Earth Look

    Near Vermand

    What Evil Coil

    New Year's Eve

    When From The Curve Of The Wood's Edge

    Of Grandcourt

    Old Thought

    Old Times

    On Somme

    Personages

    Photographs (To Two Scots Lads)

    Rainy Midnight

    Requiem

    Robecq Again

    Saturday's Comings

    Smudgy Dawn

    Snow

    Soft Rain Beats Upon My Windows

    Song

    Song And Pain

    Song of Pain and Beauty: To M.M.S

    Sonnet. September 1922

    Stars Sliding

    Strange Hells

    Strange Service

    The Change

    When March Blows

    The Cloud

    The Escape

    The Garden

    The High Hills Have A Bitterness

    The Hoe Scrapes Earth

    The Incense Bearers

    The Love Song

    The Miracles

    The Road

    The Silent One

    The Square Thing

    The Target

    The Touchstone – Watching Malvern

    The Valley

    Thoughts of New England

    Yesterday Lost

    Time To Come

    To Certain Comrades (E.S. and J.H.)

    To England - A Note

    When The Body Might Free

    Poem For The End

    To God

    Why have you made life so intolerable

    And set me between four walls, where I am able

    Not to escape meals without prayer, for that is possible

    Only by annoying an attendant. And tonight a sensual

    Hell has been put on me, so that all has deserted me

    And I am merely crying and trembling in heart

    For Death, and cannot get it. And gone out is part

    Of sanity. And there is dreadful Hell within me,

    And nothing helps, forced meals there have been and electricity

    And weakening of sanity by influence

    Thats dreadful to endure, and there is orders

    And I am praying for death, death, death

    And dreadful is the indrawing or out-breathing of breath

    Because of the intolerable insults put on my whole soul

    Of the soul loathed, loathed, loathed of the soul.

    Gone out every bright thing from my mind.

    All lost that ever God himself designed.

    Not half can be written of cruelty of man, on man,

    Not often such evil guessed as between Man and Man. 

    To The Poet Before Battle

    Now, youth, the hour of thy dread passion comes;

    Thy lovely things must all be laid away;

    And thou, as others, must face the riven day

    Unstirred by rattle of the rolling drums

    Or bugles' strident cry. When mere noise numbs

    The sense

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