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Famous Arrests Poems by Famous Poets

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...’, whiles we saunter,
Yirr! fancy barks, awa we canter,
Up hill, down brae, till some mischanter,
 Some black bog-hole,
Arrests us; then the scathe an’ banter
 We’re forced to thole.


Hale be your heart! hale be your fiddle!
Lang may your elbuck jink and diddle,
To cheer you through the weary widdle
 O’ this wild warl’.
Until you on a crummock driddle,
 A grey hair’d carl.


Come wealth, come poortith, late or soon,
Heaven send your heart-strings aye in tune,
And screw your ...Read more of this...
by Burns, Robert



...very grand-
They cannot be surpassed in any foreign land;
And the scenery is attractive and fascinating to the eye,
And arrests the attention of tourists as they pass by. 

Lord Melville's Monument is most elegant to be seen,
Which is situated in St. Andrew's Square, amongst shrubberies green,
Which seems most gorgeous to the eye,
Because it is towering so very high. 

The Prince Albert Consort Statue looks very grand,
Especially the granite blocks whereon it doth stand,
Whic...Read more of this...
by McGonagall, William Topaz
...nds in Trafalgar Square,
It is a most stately monument I most solemnly declare,
And towering defiantly very high,
Which arrests strangers' attention while passing by. 

Then there's two beautiful water-fountains spouting up very high,
Where the weary travellers can drink when he feels dry;
And at the foot of the monument there's three bronze lions in grand array,
Enough to make the stranger's heart throb with dismay. 

Then there's Mr Spurgeon, a great preacher, which no one ...Read more of this...
by McGonagall, William Topaz
...the dark centre of the guilty Heart; 
The POW'R SUPREME, with pitying eye, 
Looks on the erring Child of Misery; 
MERCY arrests the wing of Time; 
To expiate the wretch's crime; 
Insulted HEAV'N consign'd thy brand 
To the first Murd'rer's crimson hand. 
Swift o'er the earth the Monster flew, 
And round th' ensanguin'd Poisons threw, 
By CONSCIENCE goaded­driven by FEAR, 
Till the meek Cherub HOPE subdued his fell career. 

Thy Reign is past, when erst the brave 
Imbib'd cont...Read more of this...
by Robinson, Mary Darby
...nd give birth to
 babes;
What living and buried speech is always vibrating here—what howls
 restrain’d by decorum; 
Arrests of criminals, slights, adulterous offers made, acceptances, rejections
 with convex lips; 
I mind them or the show or resonance of them—I come, and I depart. 

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The big doors of the country barn stand open and ready; 
The dried grass of the harvest-time loads the slow-drawn wagon;
The clear light plays on the brown gray and green intertinged;...Read more of this...
by Whitman, Walt



...n! 
The banners flashing through the trees

Make their blood dance and chain their eyes;
That bugle-music on the breeze
Arrests them with a charm'd surprise.
Banner by turns and bugle woo:
Ye shy recluses, follow too! 
O children, what do ye reply?--

'Action and pleasure, will ye roam
Through these secluded dells to cry
And call us?--but too late ye come!
Too late for us your call ye blow,
Whose bent was taken long ago. 

'Long since we pace this shadow'd nave;
We watch thos...Read more of this...
by Arnold, Matthew
...dest rapture of the soul sincere ! 

And ye who flutter thro' the vacant hour,
Where tasteless Apathy's empoison'd wand
Arrests the vagrant sense with numbing pow'r,
While vanquish'd REASON bows at her command. 

O say, what bliss can transient Life bestow,
What balm so grateful to the social mind,
As FRIENDSHIP'S voice­where gentle precepts flow
From the blest source of sentiment refin'd? 

When FATE'S stern hand shall close my weeping eye,
And seal, at length, my wand'ring ...Read more of this...
by Robinson, Mary Darby
...understanding. 

The musician may sing to you of the rhythm which is in all space, but he cannot give you the ear which arrests the rhythm nor the voice that echoes it. 

And he who is versed in the science of numbers can tell of the regions of weight and measure, but he cannot conduct you thither. 

For the vision of one man lends not its wings to another man. 

And even as each one of you stands alone in God's knowledge, so must each one of you be alone in his knowledge of ...Read more of this...
by Gibran, Kahlil
...livion's den long laid.
3.87 Of Marrow full my bones, of Milk my breasts,
3.88 Ceas'd by the gripes of Serjeant Death's Arrests:
3.89 Thus I have said, and what I've said you see,
3.90 Childhood and youth is vain, yea vanity.

Middle Age. 


4.1 Childhood and youth forgot, sometimes I've seen,
4.2 And now am grown more staid that have been green,
4.3 What they have done, the same was done by me:
4.4 As was their praise, or shame, so mine must be.
4.5 Now age is more, more goo...Read more of this...
by Bradstreet, Anne
...a very magnificent sight,
Because from the basement it is a great height.
And it seems most attractive to the eye,
And arrests the attention of strangers as they pass by. 

The braes of Belgrave Crescent is lovely to see,
With its beautiful walks and green shrubbery.
'Tis health for the people that lives near by there
To walk along the bonny walks and breathe the sweet air. 

Therefore all lovers of the picturesque, bo advised by me
And the beautiful scenery of the River Lei...Read more of this...
by McGonagall, William Topaz
...arry Worlds, till then unseen.
Mean while, the Orient, darkly red, breathes forth
An Icy Gale, that, in its mid Career,
Arrests the bickering Stream. The nightly Sky,
And all her glowing Constellations pour
Their rigid Influence down: It freezes on
Till Morn, late-rising, o'er the drooping World,
Lifts her pale Eye, unjoyous: then appears
The various Labour of the silent Night,
The pendant Isicle, the Frost-Work fair,
Where thousand Figures rise, the crusted Snow,
Tho' white,...Read more of this...
by Thomson, James

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