Famous Short Ballad Poems

Famous Short Ballad Poems. Short Ballad Poetry by Famous Poets. A collection of the all-time best Ballad short poems

Never for Society  

 Never for Society
He shall seek in vain --
Who His own acquaintance
Cultivate -- Of Men
Wiser Men may weary --
But the Man within

Never knew Satiety --
Better entertain
Than could Border Ballad --
Or Biscayan Hymn --
Neither introduction
Need You -- unto Him --

There was an old person of Fife  

There was an old person of Fife,
Who was greatly disgusted with life;
They sang him a ballad, and fed him on salad,
Which cured that old person of Fife.
 

Sang from the Heart Sire  

 Sang from the Heart, Sire,
Dipped my Beak in it,
If the Tune drip too much
Have a tint too Red

Pardon the Cochineal --
Suffer the Vermillion --
Death is the Wealth
Of the Poorest Bird.


Bear with the Ballad --
Awkward -- faltering --
Death twists the strings --
'Twasn't my blame --

Pause in your Liturgies --
Wait your Chorals --
While I repeat your
Hallowed name --

A Western Ballad  

 When I died, love, when I died
my heart was broken in your care;
I never suffered love so fair
as now I suffer and abide
when I died, love, when I died.


When I died, love, when I died
I wearied in an endless maze
that men have walked for centuries,
as endless as the gate was wide
when I died, love, when I died.


When I died, love, when I died
there was a war in the upper air:
all that happens, happens there;
there was an angel by my side
when I died, love, when I died.

An Eastern Ballad  

 I speak of love that comes to mind:
The moon is faithful, although blind;
She moves in thought she cannot speak.

Perfect care has made her bleak.


I never dreamed the sea so deep,
The earth so dark; so long my sleep,
I have become another child.

I wake to see the world go wild.

Repeat That Repeat  

 Repeat that, repeat,
Cuckoo, bird, and open ear wells, heart-springs, delightfully sweet,
With a ballad, with a ballad, a rebound 
Off trundled timber and scoops of the hillside ground, hollow hollow hollow ground:
The whole landscape flushes on a sudden at a sound.

The Ballad of M. T. Nutt and His Dog  

 The Honourable M.
 T.
 Nutt 
About the bush did jog.
 
Till, passing by a settler's hut, 
He stopped and bought a dog.
 
Then started homewards full of hope, 
Alas, that hopes should fail! 
The dog pulled back and took the rope 
Beneath the horse's tail.
 

The Horse remarked, "I would be soft 
Such liberties to stand!" 
"Oh dog," he said, "Go up aloft, 
Young man, go on the land!"