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Famous Sacrifice Poems by Famous Poets

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by Crowley, Aleister
...stress?
Each moment was a mine of happiness.

Then we grew tired of being country mice,
Came up to Paris, lived our sacrifice
There, giving holy berries to the moon,
July's thanksgiving for the joys of June.

And you are gone away --- and how shall I
Make August sing the raptures of July?
And you are gone away --- what evil star
Makes you so competent and popular?
How have I raised this harpy-hag of Hell's
Malice --- that you are wanted somewhere else?
I wish you were...Read more of this...



by Brackenridge, Hugh Henry
...ence the sculptur'd image of a god, 
And marble bust ador'd as deity, 
Altar and hecatomb prepar'd for these, 
Or human sacrifice when hecatomb 
Consum'd in vain with ceremony dire, 
And rites abhorr'd, denied the wish'd success. 
Reason is dark, else why heroic deem'd 
Fell suicide, as if 'twere fortitude 
And higher merit to recede from life, 
Shunning the ills of poverty, or pain, 
Or wasting sickness, or the victor's sword, 
Than to support with patience fully tried 
...Read more of this...

by Brackenridge, Hugh Henry
...with her ghastly train 
Of dæmons, spectres and forboding signs 
Still urging them to horrid rites and forms 
Of human sacrifice, to sooth the pow'rs 
Malignant, and the dark infernal king. 
Once on this spot perhaps a wigwam stood 
With all its rude inhabitants, or round 
Some mighty fire an hundred savage sons 
Gambol'd by day, and filled the night with cries; 
In what superior to the brutal race 
That fled before them thro' the howling wilds, 
Were all those num'rous ...Read more of this...

by Pope, Alexander
...nt Art,
Still make the Whole depend upon a Part,
They talk of Principles, but Notions prize,
And All to one lov'd Folly Sacrifice.

Once on a time, La Mancha's Knight, they say,
A certain Bard encountring on the Way,
Discours'd in Terms as just, with Looks as Sage,
As e'er cou'd Dennis, of the Grecian Stage;
Concluding all were desp'rate Sots and Fools,
Who durst depart from Aristotle's Rules.
Our Author, happy in a Judge so nice,
Produc'd his Play, and beg'd the Knig...Read more of this...

by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...will to men—oh, yes! 
That’s easy; and it means no more than sap, 
Until we boil the water out of it 
Over the fire of sacrifice. I’ll do it; 
And in a measurable way I’ve done it—
But not for him. What are you smiling at? 
Well, so it went until a day in June. 
We were together under an old elm, 
Which now, I hope, is gone—though it’s a crime 
In me that I should have to wish the death
Of such a tree as that. There were no trees 
Like those that grew at scho...Read more of this...



by Wilcox, Ella Wheeler
...white man swept from off the earth's fair face, 



XX.
Were every red man slaughtered in a day, 
Still would that sacrifice but poorly pay
For one insulted woman captive's woes.
Again great Custer in his strength arose, 
More daring, more intrepid than of old.
The passing years had touched and turned to gold
The ever widening aureole of fame
That shone upon his brow, and glorified his name.



XXI.
Wise men make laws, then turn their eyes away, 
While fo...Read more of this...

by Keats, John
...and far.
Many upon thy death have ditties made;
And many, even now, their foreheads shade
With cypress, on a day of sacrifice.
New singing for our maids shalt thou devise,
And pluck the sorrow from our huntsmen's brows.
Tell me, my lady-queen, how to espouse
This wayward brother to his rightful joys!
His eyes are on thee bent, as thou didst poise
His fate most goddess-like. Help me, I pray,
To lure--Endymion, dear brother, say
What ails thee?" He could bear no...Read more of this...

by Keats, John
...s a heart high-sorrowful and cloy'd  
A burning forehead and a parching tongue. 30 

Who are these coming to the sacrifice? 
To what green altar O mysterious priest  
Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies  
And all her silken flanks with garlands drest? 
What little town by river or sea-shore 35 
Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel  
Is emptied of its folk this pious morn? 
And little town thy streets for evermore 
Will silent be; and not a soul to t...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...aned, 
And with their darkness durst affront his light. 
First, Moloch, horrid king, besmeared with blood 
Of human sacrifice, and parents' tears; 
Though, for the noise of drums and timbrels loud, 
Their children's cries unheard that passed through fire 
To his grim idol. Him the Ammonite 
Worshiped in Rabba and her watery plain, 
In Argob and in Basan, to the stream 
Of utmost Arnon. Nor content with such 
Audacious neighbourhood, the wisest heart 
Of Solomon he...Read more of this...

by Emerson, Ralph Waldo
...THOUGH love repine and reason chafe  
There came a voice without reply ¡ª 
'T is man's perdition to be safe, 
When for the truth he ought to die.  ...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...worse thing yet remains,
This day the Philistines a popular Feast
Here celebrate in Gaza, and proclaim
Great Pomp, and Sacrifice, and Praises loud
To Dagon, as their God who hath deliver'd
Thee Samson bound and blind into thir hands,
Them out of thine, who slew'st them many a slain.
So Dagon shall be magnifi'd, and God, 
Besides whom is no God, compar'd with Idols,
Disglorifi'd, blasphem'd, and had in scorn
By th' Idolatrous rout amidst thir wine;
Which to have come to p...Read more of this...

by Whittier, John Greenleaf
...nts muttered under breath 
Of casting lots for life or death, 
Offered, if Heaven withheld supplies, 
To be himself the sacrifice. 
Then, suddenly, as if to save 
The good man from his living grave, 
A ripple on the water grew, 
A school of porpoise flashed in view. 
"Take, eat," he said, "and be content; 
These fishes in my stead are sent 
By Him who gave the tangled ram 
To spare the child of Abraham." 

Our uncle, innocent of books, 
Was rich in lore of fields ...Read more of this...

by Stevens, Wallace
...ranges in a sunny chair,
And the green freedom of a cockatoo
Upon a rug mingle to dissipate
The holy hush of ancient sacrifice.
She dreams a little, and she feels the dark
Encroachment of that old catastrophe,
As a calm darkens among water-lights.
The pungent oranges and bright, green wings
Seem things in some procession of the dead,
Winding across wide water, without sound.
The day is like wide water, without sound,
Stilled for the passion of her dream...Read more of this...

by Blake, William
...st 
Shall plant their glories in your breast, 
If Caiaphas you will obey, 
If Herod you with bloody prey 
Feed with the sacrifice, and be 
Obedient, fall down, worship me.’ 
Thunders and lightnings broke around, 
And Jesus’ voice in thunders’ sound: 
‘Thus I seize the spiritual prey. 
Ye smiters with disease, make way. 
I come your King and God to seize, 
Is God a smiter with disease?’ 
The God of this world rag’d in vain: 
He bound old Satan in His chain, 
And, b...Read more of this...

by Chaucer, Geoffrey
...trait painter
That Theseus ne gave him meat and wages
The theatre to make and to devise.
And for to do his rite and sacrifice
He eastward hath upon the gate above,
In worship of Venus, goddess of love,
*Done make* an altar and an oratory; *caused to be made*
And westward, in the mind and in memory
Of Mars, he maked hath right such another,
That coste largely of gold a fother*. *a great amount
And northward, in a turret on the wall,
Of alabaster white and red coral
An ...Read more of this...

by Scott, Sir Walter
...istian priest,
     But Druid's, from the grave released
     Whose hardened heart and eye might brook
     On human sacrifice to look;
     And much, 't was said, of heathen lore
     Mixed in the charms he muttered o'er.
     The hallowed creed gave only worse
     And deadlier emphasis of curse.
     No peasant sought that Hermit's prayer
     His cave the pilgrim shunned with care,
     The eager huntsman knew his bound
     And in mid chase called off his houn...Read more of this...

by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...y
That leads one more last human hope away, 
As quiet fiends would lead past our crazed eyes 
Our children to an unseen sacrifice? 
If after all that we have lived and thought, 
All comes to Nought,— 
If there be nothing after Now, 
And we be nothing anyhow, 
And we know that,—why live? 
’Twere sure but weaklings’ vain distress 
To suffer dungeons where so many doors
Will open on the cold eternal shores 
That look sheer down 
To the dark tideless floods of Nothingness 
Where ...Read more of this...

by Herbert, George
...

For thirty pence he did my death devise, 
Who at three hundred did the ointment prize, 
Not half so sweet as my sweet sacrifice: 
Was ever grief like mine? 

Therefore my soul melts, and my heart's dear treasure
Drops blood (the only beads) my words to measure: 
O let this cup pass, if it be thy pleasure: 
Was ever grief like mine? 

These drops being temper'd with a sinner's tears, 
A Balsam are for both the Hemispheres: 
Curing all wounds but mine; all, but my fears, 
Was...Read more of this...

by Strand, Mark
...room.
He dreams of a woman whose dresses are lost,
who sits in a garden and waits.
She believes that love is a sacrifice.
The part describes her death
and she is never named,
which is one of the things
you could not stand about her.
A little later we learn
that the dreaming man lives
in the new house across the street.
This morning after you fell back to sleep
I began to turn the pages early in the book:
it was like dreaming of childhood,
so much seemed t...Read more of this...

by Akhmatova, Anna
...Of singing with a sweet libation!"
But to the earthling of the earth
There can be no liberation.
Like smoke from sacrifice, that it could not
Fly Strength- and Glory-ward -- alas -
But only clouded at the feet
And, as if praying, kissed the grass.
Thus I, O Lord, before thee bow:
Will reach the fire of the sky
My lashes that are closed for now
And muteness utter and divine?



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In intimacy there exists a line
That can't be crossed by passion o...Read more of this...

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