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Famous Accounts Poems by Famous Poets

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by Herbert, George
What the gains in having thee 
Do amount to, only He 
Who for man was sold can see; 
That transferr'd th' accounts to Me. 

Man. But as I can see no merit 
 Leading to this favour, 
So the way to fit me for it 
 Is beyond my savour. 
As the reason, then, is Thine, 
So the way is none of mine; 
I disclaim the whole design; 
Sin disclaims and I resign. 

Saviour. That is all: if that I could 
 Get without repining; 
And My clay, My creature, wo...Read More

by Clampitt, Amy
...e, deaf as Cassandra
to any note but warning. The ocean,
cumbered by no business more urgent 
than keeping open old accounts
that never balanced,
goes on shuffling its millenniums
of quartz, granite, and basalt.
 It behaves
toward the permutations of novelty—
driftwood and shipwreck, last night's
beer cans, spilt oil, the coughed-up
residue of plastic—with random
impartiality, playing catch or tag
ot touch-last like a terrier,
turning the same thing over and over,
ove...Read More

by Browning, Robert
...come, it's best believing, if we may; 
You can't but own that! 

Next, concede again, 
If once we choose belief, on all accounts 
We can't be too decisive in our faith, 
Conclusive and exclusive in its terms, 
To suit the world which gives us the good things. 
In every man's career are certain points 
Whereon he dares not be indifferent; 
The world detects him clearly, if he dare, 
As baffled at the game, and losing life. 
He may care little or he may care much 
For r...Read More

by Whitman, Walt
...department, or in the daily
 the weekly papers,
Or in the census or revenue returns, prices current, or any accounts of stock. 

The sun and stars that float in the open air; 
The apple-shaped earth, and we upon it—surely the drift of them is something grand! 
I do not know what it is, except that it is grand, and that it is happiness, 
And that the enclosing purport of us here is not a speculation, or bon-mot, or
And that it is not somethin...Read More

by Kipling, Rudyard
While one of those "not provens" proved me cleared as you are cleared.

Cleared -- you that "lost" the League accounts -- go, guard our honour still,
Go, help to make our country's laws that broke God's law at will --
One hand stuck out behind the back, to signal "strike again";
The other on your dress-shirt-front to show your heart is clane.

If black is black or white is white, in black and white it's down,
You're only traitors to the Queen and rebels to the C...Read More

by Keats, John
...proud? Because fair orange-mounts
Were of more soft ascent than lazar stairs?--
Why were they proud? Because red-lin'd accounts
Were richer than the songs of Grecian years?--
Why were they proud? again we ask aloud,
Why in the name of Glory were they proud?

Yet were these Florentines as self-retired
In hungry pride and gainful cowardice,
As two close Hebrews in that land inspired,
Paled in and vineyarded from beggar-spies,
The hawks of ship-mast forests--the untir...Read More

by Smart, Christopher
...Old Foundation Day at Pemb. Hall. 

Let Pass, house of Pass rejoice with Salt -- The Lord pass the last year's accounts in my conscience thro' the merits of Jesus Christ. New Year by Old Stile 1763. 

Let Forward, house of Forward rejoice with Immussulus a kind of bird -- the Lord forward my translation of the psalms this year. 

Let Quarme, house of Quarme rejoice with Thyosiris yellow Succory -- I pray God bless all my Subscribers. 

Let Larkin, hou...Read More

by Whitman, Walt
...ese likes of myself, that draw me so close by tender directions and

I call to the world to distrust the accounts of my friends, but listen to my
 enemies—as I
 myself do; 
I charge you, too, forever, reject those who would expound me—for I cannot expound

I charge that there be no theory or school founded out of me; 
I charge you to leave all free, as I have left all free. 

After me, vista!
O, I see life is not short, but immeasurably long; 
I he...Read More

by Brautigan, Richard

The pimp certainly lost a good thing.

 "He ran up a couple thousand dollars worth of bills in her

name, charge accounts and the like. They're still paying

them off.

 "The pistol's right there beside the bed, just in case the

pimp has an attack of amnesia and wants to have his shoes

shined in a funeral parlor.

 "When we go up there, he'll drink the wine. She won't.

She'Il'have a little bottle of brandy. She won't offer us any

of it. ...Read More

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...nd hard, and with God-bless-you went.
I stood like one that had received a blow:
I found a hard friend in his loose accounts,
A loose one in the hard grip of his hand,
A curse in his God-bless-you: then my eyes
Pursued him down the street, and far away,
Among the honest shoulders of the crowd,
Read rascal in the motions of his back,
And scoundrel in the supple-sliding knee.' 

`Was he so bound, poor soul?' said the good wife;
`So are we all: but do not call him, love,...Read More

by Raleigh, Sir Walter
...e name of Otia Merseiana: 
Every other week Professor Woodward 
Takes his place, and, as a man of business, 
Audits the accounts with Mister Sampson. 

He and impecunious Mister Sampson 
Are the mainstay of the Bogus Meetings; 
But the alienated Man of Business 
Cannot be allured by Kuno Meyer 
To attend and meet Professor Woodward, 
Glory of the Otia Merseiana. 

Kuno Meyer! Great Professor Woodward! 
Bogus Meetings damn, for men of business, 
Mister Sampson's Otia M...Read More

by Lehman, David
...ndary: what I consider
valuable, would they? Who are they, anyway? I'd answer that
with speculations based on newspaper accounts if I were
Donald E. Westlake, whose novels I'm hooked on, but
this first cigarette after twenty-four hours
of abstinence tastes so good it makes me want
to include it in my catalogue of pleasures
designed to hide the ugliness or sweep it away
the way the violent overflow of rain over cliffs
cleans the sewers and drains of Ithaca
whose waterfalls...Read More

by Whitman, Walt
...obe been rolling round. 

Come, Muse, migrate from Greece and Ionia; 
Cross out, please, those immensely overpaid accounts, 
That matter of Troy, and Achilles’ wrath, and Eneas’, Odysseus’ wanderings; 
Placard “Removed” and “To Let” on the rocks of your snowy
Repeat at Jerusalem—place the notice high on Jaffa’s gate, and on Mount Moriah; 
The same on the walls of your Gothic European Cathedrals, and German, French and Spanish
For know a be...Read More

by Swift, Jonathan
...ould please
To give him but a writ of ease,
Would grant him licence to retire,
As it hath long been his desire,
By fair accounts it would be found,
He's poorer by ten thousand pound.
He owns, and hopes it is no sin,
He ne'er was partial to his kin;
He thought it base for men in stations
To crowd the Court with their relations;
His country was his dearest mother,
And ev'ry virtuous man his brother;
Through modesty or awkward shame
(For which he owns himself to blame),
He f...Read More

by Masefield, John
...h all them Welsh come picking hops: 
With drunken Welsh in all our sheds 
We might be murdered in our beds.

By all accounts, both men and wives 
Had had the scare up of their lives.

I ate and drank and gathered strength, 
And stretched along the bench full length, 
Or crossed to window seat to pat 
Black Silas Jones's little cat. 
At four I called, "You devil's own, 
The second trumpet shall be blown. 
The second trump, the second blast; 
Hell's flames are l...Read More

by Frost, Robert
... And that's not all: he's helpless 
In ways that I can hardly tell you of. 
Sometimes he gets possessed to keep accounts 
To see where all the money goes so fast. 
You know how men will be ridiculous. 
But it's just fun the way he gets bedeviled-- 
If he's untidy now, what will he be----? 
"It makes it all the worse. You must be blind." 
"Estelle's the one. You needn't talk to me." 
"Can't you and I get to the root of it? 
What's the real troub...Read More

by Paterson, Andrew Barton
...e -- the villain! -- 
Betrayed his trust most shamefully, 
And robbed the child of every shillin'. 
He used to keep accounts, they say, 
To save himself in case of trouble; 
Whatever cash he paid away 
He always used to charge it double. 

He'd buy the child a cotton gown 
Too coarse and rough to dress a cat in, 
And then he'd go and put it down 
And charge the price of silk or satin! 
He gave her once a little treat, 
An outing down the harbour sunny, 
And Lord! the ...Read More

by Paterson, Andrew Barton
...f their weediest: 
'Tis a rule that obtains, no matter who reigns, 
When making a sacrifice, offer the seediest; 
Which accounts for a theory known to my hearers 
Who live in the wild by the wattle beguiled, 
That a "stag" makes quite good enough mutton for shearers. 
Be that as it may, as each year passed away, 
a scapegoat was led to the desert and freighted 
With sin (the poor brute must have been overweighted) 
And left there -- to die as his fancy dictated. 

The...Read More

by Gibran, Kahlil
...what the heart forbids. 

"Take a bushelful of my gold, or a handful of my slave's souls, but leave me. I have accounts with Life requiring settling; I have due from people much gold; my ships have not reached the harbor; my demand, but spare my life. Death, I own harems of supernatural beauty; your choice is my gift to you. Give heed, Death -- I have but one child, and I love him dearly for he is my only joy in this life. I offer supreme sacrifice -- tak...Read More

by Whitman, Walt
...I respect Assyria, China, Teutonia, and the Hebrews; 
I adopt each theory, myth, god, and demi-god; 
I see that the old accounts, bibles, genealogies, are true, without exception;
I assert that all past days were what they should have been; 
And that they could no-how have been better than they were, 
And that to-day is what it should be—and that America is, 
And that to-day and America could no-how be better than they are. 

In the name of These States, and in your and...Read More

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