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Famous Abhor Poems by Famous Poets

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by Davidson, John
...her teeth and read right on.

'I may not pass the prison door;
Here must I rot from day to day,
Unless I wed whom I abhor,
My cousin, Blanche of Valencay.

'At midnight with my dagger keen,
I'll take my life; it must be so.
Meet me in hell to-night, my queen,
For weal and woe.'

She laughed although her face was wan,
She girded on her golden belt,
She took her jewelled ivory fan,
And at her glowing missal knelt.

Then rose, 'And am I mad?' she said:
She br...Read more of this...



by Wilmot, John
...not to be too severe.
Perhaps my Muse were fitter for this part,
For I profess I can be very smart
On Wit, which I abhor with all my heart;
I long to lash it in some sharp essay,
But your grand indiscretion bids me stay,
And turns my tide of ink another way.
What rage Torments in your degenerate mind,
To make you rail at reason, and mankind
Blessed glorious man! To whom alone kind heaven
An everlasting soul hath freely given;
Whom his great maker took such care to ma...Read more of this...

by Smart, Christopher
...own choice. 

 VI 
Valiant—the word, and up he rose; 
The fight—he triumph'd o'er the foes, 
 Whom God's just laws abhor; 
And, arm'd in gallant faith, he took 
Against the boaster, from the brook,
 The weapons of the war. 

 VII 
Pious—magnificent and grand; 
'Twas he the famous temple plann'd; 
 (The seraph in his soul:) 
Foremost to give his Lord His dues, 
Foremost to bless the welcome news, 
 And foremost to condole. 

 VIII 
Good—from Jehudah's genuine vein...Read more of this...

by Dryden, John
...e be known,
Since in another's guilt they find their own.
Yet, fame deserv'd, no enemy can grudge;
The statesman we abhor, but praise the judge.
In Jewish courts ne'er sat an Abbethdin
With more discerning eyes, or hands more clean:
Unbrib'd, unsought, the wretched to redress;
Swift of dispatch, and easy of access.
Oh, had he been content to serve the crown,
With virtues only proper to the gown;
Or, had the rankness of the soil been freed
From cockle, that opprest...Read more of this...

by Field, Eugene
...alien it, sir,
That's brought across the sea,--
No Dutch antique, nor Switzer,
Nor glutinous de Brie;
There's nothing I abhor so
As mawmets of this ilk--
Give me the harmless morceau
That's made of true-blue milk!
No matter what conditions
Dyspeptic come to feaze,
The best of all physicians
Is apple-pie and cheese!

Though ribalds may decry 'em,
For these twin boons we stand,
Partaking thrice per diem
Of their fulness out of hand;
No enervating fashion
Shall cheat us of our r...Read more of this...



by Browning, Robert
...oh eyes, mine too,
Whom else could I dare look backward for,
With whom beside should I dare pursue
The path grey heads abhor?

XXII.

For it leads to a crag's sheer edge with them;
Youth, flowery all the way, there stops---
Not they; age threatens and they contemn,
Till they reach the gulf wherein youth drops,
One inch from life's safe hem!

XXIII.

With me, youth led ... I will speak now,
No longer watch you as you sit
Reading by fire-light, that great b...Read more of this...

by Wilcox, Ella Wheeler
...free as waters when some dam breaks loose; 
Consuming fire, the wanton friend of war
(Whom allies worship and whom foes abhor) 
Now trails her crimson garments through the street, 
And ruin marks the passing of her feet.
Full three-score lodges smoke upon the plain, 
And all the vale is strewn with bodies of the slain.



XXV.
And those who are not numbered with the dead
Before all-conquering Custer now are led.
To soothe their woes, and calm their fears he se...Read more of this...

by Service, Robert William
...in them,
The money-mongers cannot guess
How I disdain them.

As I sit at some silly tea
And flirt and flatter
How I abhor society
And female chatter.
As I with wonderment survey
Their peacock dresses,
My mind is wafted far away
To wildernesses.

As I sit in some raucous pub,
Taboo to women,
And treat myself to greasy grub
I feel quite human.
Yet there I dream, despite the din,
Of God's green spaces,
And sweetly dwell the peace within
Of sylvan graces.

And...Read more of this...

by Dryden, John
...efs like sticklers of the war 
First sought t'inflame the parties, then to poise, 
The quarrel lov'd, but did the cause abhor, 
And did not strike to hurt but make a noise. 

12

War, our consumption, was their gainfull trade; 
We inward bled whilst they prolong'd our pain; 
He fought to end our fighting and assay'd 
To stanch the blood by breathing of the vein. 

13

Swift and resistless through the land he pass'd 
Like that bold Greek who did the east subdue, 
And m...Read more of this...

by McGonagall, William Topaz
...hen a match he struck;
Then Jenny asked the miner, What is that for?
And he replied to blast the mine, which I fear and abhor. 

Then with a piece of rope he lowered the candle and matches into the mine,
While brave Jenny watched the action all the time;
And as the man continued to turn round the windlass handle,
Jenny asked him, Isn't it dangerous to lower the matches and candle? 

Then the man replied, I hope there's no danger, Jenny, my lass,
But whatsoever God has ord...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...than any phantom of his kind
That ever butted his rough brother-brute
For lust or lusty blood or provender.
I hate, abhor, spit, sicken at him; and she
Loathes him as well; such a precipitate heel,
Fledged as it were with Mercury's ankle-wing,
Whirls her to me -- ;but will she fling herself
Shameless upon me? Catch her, goatfoot! nay,
Hide, hide them, million-myrtled wilderness,

And cavern-shadowing laurels, hide! do I wish -- 
What? -- ;that the bush were leafless? or t...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...d empire with revenge enlarged, 
By conquering this new world, compels me now 
To do what else, though damned, I should abhor. 
So spake the Fiend, and with necessity, 
The tyrant's plea, excused his devilish deeds. 
Then from his lofty stand on that high tree 
Down he alights among the sportful herd 
Of those four-footed kinds, himself now one, 
Now other, as their shape served best his end 
Nearer to view his prey, and, unespied, 
To mark what of their state he more...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...
May come and go, so unreproved, and leave 
No spot or blame behind: Which gives me hope 
That what in sleep thou didst abhor to dream, 
Waking thou never will consent to do. 
Be not disheartened then, nor cloud those looks, 
That wont to be more cheerful and serene, 
Than when fair morning first smiles on the world; 
And let us to our fresh employments rise 
Among the groves, the fountains, and the flowers 
That open now their choisest bosomed smells, 
Reserved from nigh...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...These are the product 
Of those ill-mated marriages thou sawest; 
Where good with bad were matched, who of themselves 
Abhor to join; and, by imprudence mixed, 
Produce prodigious births of body or mind. 
Such were these giants, men of high renown; 
For in those days might only shall be admired, 
And valour and heroick virtue called; 
To overcome in battle, and subdue 
Nations, and bring home spoils with infinite 
Man-slaughter, shall be held the highest pitch 
Of human ...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...eat a gift deserve?"
 Whom thus our Saviour answered with disdain:— 
"I never liked thy talk, thy offers less;
Now both abhor, since thou hast dared to utter
The abominable terms, impious condition.
But I endure the time, till which expired
Thou hast permission on me. It is written,
The first of all commandments, 'Thou shalt worship
The Lord thy God, and only Him shalt serve.'
And dar'st thou to the Son of God propound
To worship thee, accursed? now more accursed
...Read more of this...

by Tebb, Barry
...‘my way’ in the nineties,

UEA found his services superfluous to their needs.



? ? you may **** like hell,

But I abhor your jealous narcissistic smell

And as for your much vaunted pc prose

I’d rather stick my prick inside the thorniest rose.



Jeanne Conn of ‘Connections’ your letters

are even longer than my own and Maggie Allen

Sent me the only Valentine I’ve had in sixty years

These two do know my longings and my fears,



Dear Simon Jenner, Eratica’s errat...Read more of this...

by Wilmot, John
...to be too severe. 
Perhaps my Muse, were fitter for this part, 
For I profess, I can be very smart 
On Wit, which I abhor with all my heart: 
I long to lash it in some sharp Essay, 
But your grand indiscretion bids me stay, 
And turns my Tide of Ink another way. 
What rage ferments in your degen'rate mind, 
To make you rail at Reason, and Mankind? 
Blest glorious Man! to whom alone kind Heav'n, 
An everlasting Soul has freely giv'n; 
Whom his great Maker took such car...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...oral set of Persia. 

(4) "Tambour," Turkish drum, which sounds at sunrise, none, and twilight. 

(5) The Turks abhor the Arabs (who return the compliment a hundred-fold) even more than they hate the Christians. 

(6) This expression has met with objections. I will not refer to "Him who hath not Music in his soul," but merely request the reader to recollect, for ten seconds, the features of the woman whom he believes to be the most beautiful; and if he then do...Read more of this...

by Abercrombie, Lascelles
...tain He lived a little while; 
But the flies killed him. 

Thomas Flies? I hope India 
Is not a fly-plagued land? I abhor flies. 

Captain 
You will see strange ones, for our Indian life 
Hath wonderful fierce breeding. Common earth 
With us quickens to buzzing flights of wings 
As readily as a week-old carcase here 
Thrown in a sunny marsh. Why, we have wasps 
That make your hornets seem like pretty midges; 
And there be flies in India will drink 
Not only bl...Read more of this...

by Petrarch, Francesco
...e is unsure; none hates the dayOf slavery, or of death, so much as IAbhor the time which wrought my liberty,And my too lasting life; it had been justMy greater age had first been turn'd to dust,And paid to time, and to the world, the debtI owed, then earth had kept her glorious state:Now at what r...Read more of this...

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