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Famous Added Poems by Famous Poets

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by Aiken, Conrad
...
the twin indignities of birth and death?
Li Yung, the master of the epitaph,
forgetting about meaning, who himself
had added 'meaning' to the book of >things,'
lies who knows where, himself sans epitaph,
his text, too, lost, forever lost ...
 And yet, no,
text lost and poet lost, these only flow
into that other text that knows no year.
The peachtree in the poem is still here.
The song is in the peachtree and the ear.

IX

The winds of doctrine blow bo...Read more of this...



by Bukowski, Charles
...straightened them out on the bed. She stood up, walked
to the fifth, poured a jolt of good whiskey in to her glass, added a touch of water and
drank it sown. She walked to the trailer door, pulled it open, stepped out, closed it. She
walked through the backyard, opened the fence gate, walked up the alley under the one
o'clock moon. The sky was clear of clouds. The same skyful of clouds was up there. She got
out on the boulevard and walked east and reac...Read more of this...

by Sidney, Sir Philip
...art;
I saw that teares did in her eyes appeare;
I sawe that sighes her sweetest lips did part,
And her sad words my sadded sense did heare.
For me, I wept to see pearles scatter'd so;
I sigh'd her sighes, and wailed for her wo;
Yet swam in ioy, such loue in her was seene.
Thus, while th' effect most bitter was to me,
And nothing then the cause more sweet could be,
I had bene vext, if vext I had not beene. 
LXXXVIII 

Out, traytor Absence, dar'st thou c...Read more of this...

by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...re was then, and worse than there was then; 
For then there was the boy to shoulder it 
Without the sickening weight of added years
Galling him to the grave. Beware of hate 
That has no other boundary than the grave 
Made for it, or for ourselves. Beware, I say; 
And I’m a sorry one, I fear, to say it, 
Though for the moment we may let that go
And while I’m interrupting my own story 
I’ll ask of you the favor of a look 
Into the street. I like it when it’s empty.<...Read more of this...

by Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
..., an idle and vague superstition?
Or has an angel passed, and revealed the truth to my spirit?"
Then, with a blush, she added, "Alas for my credulous fancy!
Unto ears like thine such words as these have no meaning."
But made answer the reverend man, and he smiled as he answered,--
"Daughter, thy words are not idle; nor are they to me without meaning.
Feeling is deep and still; and the word that floats on the surface
Is as the tossing buoy, that betrays where the ancho...Read more of this...



by Hugo, Victor
...ng. 
 He laughed—the gauntlet trembled at his stroke. 
 "Let rest my ancestors"—'twas Mahaud spoke; 
 Then murmuring added she, "For you are much 
 Too small their noble armor here to touch." 
 
 And Zeno paled, but Joss with laugh exclaimed, 
 "Why, all these good black men so grandly named 
 Are only nests for mice. By Jove, although 
 They lifelike look and terrible, we know 
 What is within; just listen, and you'll hear 
 The vermins' gnawing teeth, yet 'twould...Read more of this...

by Bridges, Robert Seymour
...ltiplieth in communion to transcendant might.
This is thatt excelent way whereon if we wil walk
all things shall be added unto us-thatt Love which inspired
the wayward Visionary in his doctrinal ode
to the three christian Graces, the Church's first hymn
and only deathless athanasian creed,--the which
'except a man believe he cannot be saved.'
This is the endearing bond whereby Christ's company
yet holdeth together on the truth of his promise
that he spake of his grat ...Read more of this...

by Ali, Muhammad
...of kindness.
He took one quart of laughter,
One pinch of concern.
And then, he mixed willingness with happiness.
He added lots of faith,
And he stirred it up well.
Then he spread it over a span of a lifetime,
And he served it to each and every deserving person he met....Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...This place inviolable, and these from harm. 
So spake the Cherub; and his grave rebuke, 
Severe in youthful beauty, added grace 
Invincible: Abashed the Devil stood, 
And felt how awful goodness is, and saw 
Virtue in her shape how lovely; saw, and pined 
His loss; but chiefly to find here observed 
His lustre visibly impaired; yet seemed 
Undaunted. If I must contend, said he, 
Best with the best, the sender, not the sent, 
Or all at once; more glory will be won, 
Or...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...ms too hard, by which I was to hold 
The good I sought not. To the loss of that, 
Sufficient penalty, why hast thou added 
The sense of endless woes? Inexplicable 
Why am I mocked with death, and lengthened out 
To deathless pain? How gladly would I meet 
Mortality my sentence, and be earth 
Insensible! How glad would lay me down 
As in my mother's lap! There I should rest, 
And sleep secure; his dreadful voice no more 
Would thunder in my ears; no fear of worse 
To me, a...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...d with fresh dews imbalmed 
The earth; when Adam and first matron Eve 
Had ended now their orisons, and found 
Strength added from above; new hope to spring 
Out of despair; joy, but with fear yet linked; 
Which thus to Eve his welcome words renewed. 
Eve, easily my faith admit, that all 
The good which we enjoy from Heaven descends; 
But, that from us aught should ascend to Heaven 
So prevalent as to concern the mind 
Of God high-blest, or to incline his will, 
Hard to b...Read more of this...

by Frost, Robert
...oment till he said,
“I’ll just see how the horses are.”

“Yes, do,”
Both the Coles said together. Mrs. Cole
Added: “You can judge better after seeing.—
I want you here with me, Fred. Leave him here,
Brother Meserve. You know to find your way
Out through the shed.”

“I guess I know my way,
I guess I know where I can find my name
Carved in the shed to tell me who I am
If it don’t tell me where I am. I used
To play—”

“You tend your horses and com...Read more of this...

by Whittier, John Greenleaf
...w from heads uptost, 
Their straining nostrils white with frost. 
Before our door the stragglins train 
Drew up, an added team to gain. 
The elders threshed their hands a-cold, 
Passed, with the cider-mug, their jokes 
From lip to lip; the younger folks 
Down the loose snow-banks, wrestling rolled, 
Then toiled again the cavalcade 
O'er windy hill, through clogged ravine, 
And woodland paths that wound between 
Low drooping pine-boughs winter-weighed. 
From every ...Read more of this...

by Donne, John
...And cloistered in these living walls of jet.
  Though use make you apt to kill me,
  Let not to that, self-murder added be,
  And sacrilege, three sins in killing three.

Curel and sudden, hast thou since
Purpled thy nail, in blood of innocence?
Wherein could this flea guilty be,
Except in that drop which it sucked from thee?
Yet thou triumph'st, and say'st that thou
Find'st not thy self nor me the weaker now;
  'Tis true; then learn how false, fears be;
 ...Read more of this...

by Chaucer, Geoffrey
...*, *gave
That first he wrought, and afterward he taught.
Out of the gospel he the wordes caught,
And this figure he added yet thereto,
That if gold ruste, what should iron do?
For if a priest be foul, on whom we trust,
No wonder is a lewed* man to rust: *unlearned
And shame it is, if that a priest take keep,
To see a shitten shepherd and clean sheep:
Well ought a priest ensample for to give,
By his own cleanness, how his sheep should live.
He sette not his benefice to...Read more of this...

by Carroll, Lewis
...he Jubjub!" he suddenly cried.
 (This man, that they used to call "Dunce.")
"As the Bellman would tell you," he added with pride,
 "I have uttered that sentiment once.

"'Tis the note of the Jubjub! Keep count, I entreat;
 You will find I have told it you twice.
Tis the song of the Jubjub! The proof is complete,
 If only I've stated it thrice."

The Beaver had counted with scrupulous care,
 Attending to every word:
But it fairly lost heart, and outgrabe in...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...e loyal warmth of Florian is not cold, 
But branches current yet in kindred veins.' 
'Are you that Psyche,' Florian added; 'she 
With whom I sang about the morning hills, 
Flung ball, flew kite, and raced the purple fly, 
And snared the squirrel of the glen? are you 
That Psyche, wont to bind my throbbing brow, 
To smoothe my pillow, mix the foaming draught 
Of fever, tell me pleasant tales, and read 
My sickness down to happy dreams? are you 
That brother-sister Psyche, ...Read more of this...

by Tebb, Barry
...nly too normal, as was my mother’s death you wrote of

With such sad eloquence as you shared my vigil: nothing could be added

To your lines.



And of it all and of what I cannot speak?

The silence in Gethsemane

The breaking of bread

The communion when the wine I drank

Made your cradle Catholic soul

Fret at my insouciance.

VI



1

Waking early I felt my sixty years

The winters of childhood slipping and sliding

In my tired imagination, the icicles on the kitc...Read more of this...

by Shelley, Percy Bysshe
...this sad pageantry,
Half to myself I said, "And what is this?
Whose shape is that within the car? & why"-
I would have added--"is all here amiss?"
But a voice answered . . "Life" . . . I turned & knew
(O Heaven have mercy on such wretchedness!)
That what I thought was an old root which grew
To strange distortion out of the hill side
Was indeed one of that deluded crew,
And that the grass which methought hung so wide
And white, was but his thin discoloured...Read more of this...

by Shelley, Percy Bysshe
...gh tale upon her growing woof,
Which the sweet splendor of her smiles could dye
In hues outshining heaven--and ever she
Added some grace to the wrought poesy:--

While on her hearth lay blazing many a piece
Of sandal-wood, rare gums, and cinnamon.
Men scarcely know how beautiful fire is;
Each flame of it is as a precious stone
Dissolved in ever-moving light, and this
Belongs to each and all who gaze thereon.'
The Witch beheld it not, for in her hand
She held a woof th...Read more of this...

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