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Famous Little Sister Poems by Famous Poets

These are examples of famous Little Sister poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous little sister poems. These examples illustrate what a famous little sister poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).

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by Russell, George William
...hade, hearken, O Dreamer of the Tree,
One wild-rose blossom of thy spirit breathed on me
With lovely and still light: a little sister flower
To those that whitely on the tall moon-branches tower.
Lord of the Hazel, now, O hearken while I pray.
This wild-rose blossom of thy spirit fades away....Read more of this...



by Taylor, Ann
...Go, go, my naughty girl, and kiss
Your little sister dear; 
I must not have such things as this,
And noisy quarrels here. 

What! little children scratch and fight,
That ought to be so mild;
Oh! Mary, it's a shocking sight
To see an angry child. 

I can't imagine, for my part, 
The reason for your folly; 
She did not do you any hurt
By playing with your dolly. 

See, see, the little t...Read more of this...

by Taylor, Jane
...Little sister, come away, 
And let us in the garden play,
For it is a pleasant day. 

On the grass-plat let us sit, 
Or, if you please, we'll play a bit, 
And run about all over it. 

But the fruit we will not pick,
For that would be a naughty trick,
And very likely make us sick. 

Nor will we pluck the pretty flowers
That grow about the beds and...Read more of this...

by Kipling, Rudyard
...
 A nimble and naughty' page is he,
 But he will come to suffer and pity--
 Tell him England hath taken me!

 As for my little Sister waiting
 In the pleasant orchards of Normandie,
 Tell her youth is the time for mating--
 Tell her England hath taken me!

 As for my comrades in camp and highway
 That lift their eyebrows scornfully,
 Tell them their way is not my way--
 Tell them England hath taken me!

 Kings and Princes and Barons famed,
 Knights and Captains in your degree...Read more of this...

by Field, Eugene
...who's only forty should be full of romp and mirth,
But I (because I'm sisterless) am the oldest man on earth!

Had I a little sister--oh, how happy I should be!
I'd never let her cast her eyes on any chap but me;
I'd love her and I'd cherish her for better and for worse--
I'd buy her gowns and bonnets, and sing her praise in verse;
And--yes, what's more and vastly more--I tell you what I'd do:
I'd let her make her wondrous cake, and I would eat it, too!

I have a high opinio...Read more of this...



by Bible, The
...ld give all the substance of his house for
           love, it would utterly be contemned.

22:008:008 We have a little sister, and she hath no breasts: what shall
           we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for?

22:008:009 If she be a wall, we will build upon her a palace of silver:
           and if she be a door, we will inclose her with boards of
           cedar.

22:008:010 I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in...Read more of this...

by Jarrell, Randall
...all a dream,"
I whispered, and reached from the down of the pallet

To the lap and hiss of the floor.
 And "Sleep, little sister," the swan all sang
From the moon and stars and frogs of the floor.
 But the swan my sister called, "Sleep at last, little sister,"
And stroked all night, with a black wing, my wings....Read more of this...

by Lindsay, Vachel
..."Yes," said the sister with the little pinched face,
The busy little sister with the funny little tract: —
"This is the climax, the grand fifth act.
There rides the proud, at the finish of his race.
There goes the hearse, the mourners cry,
The respectable hearse goes slowly by.
The wife of the dead has money in her purse,
The children are in health, so it might have been worse.
That fellow in the coffin...Read more of this...

by Laurence Dunbar, Paul
...tender offering to lay
Upon the grave of us, the living dead?
Or does some brighter spirit, unforlorn,
Send you, my little sister of the wood,
To say to some one on a cloudful morn,
"Life lives through death, my brother, all is good?"
With meditative hearts the others go
The memory of their dead to dress anew.
But, sister mine, bide here that I may know,
Life grows, through death, as beautiful as you.
...Read more of this...

by Pinsky, Robert
...rmes

Raster dance,
Quick one, little thief, escort
Of the dying and comfort of the sick,

In a blue glow my father and little sister sat
Snuggled in one chair watching you
Their wife and mother was sick in the head
I scorned you and them as I scorned so much

Now I like you best in a hotel room,
Maybe minutes
Before I have to face an audience: behind
The doors of the armoire, box
Within a box--Tom & Jerry, or also brilliant
And reassuring, Oprah Winfrey.

Thank you, for ...Read more of this...

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