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The first boy born London 30
March 1888
To William and Ettie Grenfell
- Julian
To be joined by his younger brother
Billy;
Their parents an athlete and a
socialite.
An image posed them with their
mother;
On either shoulder, leans her
languid boys
As cherub ideals with hair of golden
locks;
The close three look to different
directions.
The Buckinghamshire boys found their
home
At Taplow Court - their parents a sportsman
And society hostess, moved with the
circles
Of souls, of artistic and
intellectual groups.
As a boy Julian Grenfell loved his
outdoor
Existence - by response to nature he
drew
And wrote poetry - doting on his
horses
And dogs, to rebel against mother’s
wishes.
An angelic rebel fought against
a ‘social pet’
Status - at Summerfields and Eton,
Julian
Reached golden boy heights and
became
Able at rowing, reading - to hunt,
and laugh.
He boxed and gained greyhounds - to
write
With contributions to publications,
hinting
At his ability for writing – a popular
student
Julian was aggressive and charming
bully.
In contradictions of his character he
wrote
Verse: as an ode to greyhound - to hate
Of aesthetes – who he attacked at
night
Out in the quad, by use of
his horsewhip.
While his education suffered from
illness
And overworked affairs and rejected
ideas,
Only gave a pass degree - after his
father,
His sports built into him a fine
physique.
Possibly as a shadow of a Byronic
figure,
The hunt bred a desire for him to
take part
In hunting humans and to a military
career -
As he kept critical of his mothers
circles.
With instability of relationships,
the rebel
Frustrated by all, in 1910 joined
Royal
Dragoons and became posted to India;
The rebel finally found his cause in
1914.
From Indian to Africa Julian wrote
and drew
When he thought perhaps to leave
army -
Yet his family did not encourage their
boy
To lead any ambitions for an artist's
life.
Then when war broke and opened his
spirit
Again renewing the outdoor life,
held him
Firm and fond for men dogs and
horses -all
Seemed fine to stand for the cause
of war.
With lightness of courage for rising
Captain
Julian Grenfell took out actions of
individual
Reconnaissance, leading to gain a
DSO -
And into 1915 came mention in despatches.
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Captain Grenfell kept his refusal
for
For an ADC post - to be
reasoned
By shortages of officers - this
soldier
Poet equally gave his light to
both.
He stood out with 'gung ho' approach
He lived up to the short expectancy
Of an officer's survival at the
front -
Duty came 13 May for eager Captain.
Julian out monitor enemy movements
Of troops - within a moment a
splinter
Strayed from a shell - metal struck
him
In the head From 13 may for 13 days
This poet soldier having lived wild
by
Pen and sword then died of wounds -
Sat at his side with his sister, a
Red
Cross Nurse and parents as he died.
A little time before Julian Grenfell
Had written his own epitaph - in
time
Of confusion, waiting to move up
To the front at Ypres he spoke
easy -
Equally of his devotion for the
natural
World of warm earth and glorying sun,
A desire to fight for these elements
by
Kestrel, blackbird and
woodland’s call
In his apprehension of
waiting to go
All such joy charged him well for joy
Of going into battle, unknowingly
met
The embrace of night’s soft wings.
To lay in the hills above
Boulogne
While Into Battle published for the
First time, that announced his
death.
by Jamie Mann.
Source: File: Julian
Grenfell. [online] Available at: <http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Julian_Grenfell>
[Accessed: 26 May 2015].
Source: File: War
Poets Association Julian Grenfell. [online] Available at: <http://www.warpoets.org/poets/julian-grenfell-1888-1915/>
[Accessed: 26 May 2015].
Source: File: Poetry
Foundation. Julian Grenfell1888-1915. [online] Available at: < http://www.poetryfoundation.org/bio/julian-grenfell>
[Accessed: 26 May 2015].
Mann, J., 2015. 100 years Ago - Poems by Jamie Mann. [letter] (Personal
communication, 26 May 2015).
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