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Famous Adjutant Poems by Famous Poets

These are examples of famous Adjutant poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous adjutant poems. These examples illustrate what a famous adjutant poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).

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by Burns, Robert
...awa!


Nae mair we see his levee door
Philosophers and poets pour,
And toothy critics by the score,
 In bloody raw!
The adjutant o’ a’ the core—
 Willie’s awa!


Now worthy Gregory’s Latin face,
Tytler’s and Greenfield’s modest grace;
Mackenzie, Stewart, such a brace
 As Rome ne’er saw;
They a’ maun meet some ither place,
 Willie’s awa!


Poor Burns ev’n Scotch Drink canna quicken,
He cheeps like some bewilder’d chicken
Scar’d frae it’s minnie and the cleckin,
 By hoodie-craw...Read more of this...



by Whitman, Walt
...forth from the ranks—but two or three were selected;
I saw them receive their orders aside—they listen’d with care—the adjutant
 was
 very
 grave; 
I saw them depart with cheerfulness, freely risking their lives....Read more of this...

by Marvell, Andrew
...closing all in equal front, fall on, 
Led by great Garway and great Littleton. 
Lee, ready to obey or to command, 
Adjutant-general, was still at hand. 
The martial standard, Sandys displaying, shows 
St Dunstan in it, tweaking Satan's nose. 
See sudden chance of war! To paint or write 
Is longer work and harder than to fight. 
At the first charge the enemy give out, 
And the Excise receives a total rout. 

Broken in courage, yet the men the same 
Resolve...Read more of this...

by Schiller, Friedrich von
...God grant when this life is o'er
In the life to come that we meet once more!

Hark to the hoofs that galloping go!
The adjutant flying,--
The horsemen press hard on the panting foe,
Their thunder booms in dying--
Victory!
The terror has seized on the dastards all,
And their colors fall!
Victory!
Closed is the brunt of the glorious fight
And the day, like a conqueror, bursts on the night,
Trumpet and fife swelling choral along,
The triumph already sweeps marching in song....Read more of this...

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