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Famous Awakes Poems by Famous Poets

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...room!
 Ev’n ev’ry ray of hope destroy’d,
And not a wish to gild the gloom!


The morn, that warns th’ approaching day,
 Awakes me up to toil and woe;
I see the hours in long array,
 That I must suffer, lingering, slow:
 Full many a pang, and many a throe,
Keen recollection’s direful train,
 Must wring my soul, were Phoebus, low,
Shall kiss the distant western main.


And when my nightly couch I try,
 Sore harass’d out with care and grief,
My toil-beat nerves, and tear-worn ey...Read more of this...
by Burns, Robert



...mands my song.

Aurora hail, and all the thousand dies,
Which deck thy progress through the vaulted skies:
The morn awakes, and wide extends her rays,
On ev'ry leaf the gentle zephyr plays;
Harmonious lays the feather'd race resume,
Dart the bright eye, and shake the painted plume.

Ye shady groves, your verdant gloom display
To shield your poet from the burning day:
Calliope awake the sacred lyre,
While thy fair sisters fan the pleasing fire:
The bow'rs, the gal...Read more of this...
by Wheatley, Phillis
...
All our tears and sighing, 
Sorrow, change, and woe -- 
All our where-and-whying 
For friends that come and go. 

Life awakes and burns, 
Age and death defying, 
Till at last it learns 
All but Love is dying; 
Love's the trade we're plying, 
God has willed it so; 
Shrouds are what we're buying 
For friends that come and go. 

Man forever yearns 
For the thing that's flying. 
Everywhere he turns, 
Men to dust are drying, -- 
Dust that wanders, eying 
(With eyes that hardly gl...Read more of this...
by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...on it; 
(Did you think it was in the white or gray stone? or the lines of the arches and
 cornices?)

All music is what awakes from you when you are reminded by the instruments; 
It is not the violins and the cornets—it is not the oboe nor the beating drums, nor
 the
 score
 of the baritone singer singing his sweet romanza—nor that of the men’s chorus,
 nor
 that of
 the women’s chorus, 
It is nearer and farther than they. 

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Will the whole come back then? 
Can each see sign...Read more of this...
by Whitman, Walt
...ever, 
That I will forget you, and put you away
Out of my life, as a dream is banished
Out of the mind when the dreamer awakes; 
That I know it will be when the spell has vanished, 
Better for both of our sakes.

When the court of the mind is ruled by Reason, 
I know it wiser for us to part; 
But Love is a spy who is plotting treason, 
In league with that warm, red rebel, the Heart.
They whisper to me that the King is cruel, 
That his reign is wicked, his law a sin, 
And ever...Read more of this...
by Wilcox, Ella Wheeler



...h, and sea,
And air, and pains, and care, and suffering;
Good-bye to all but love! Then doth he spring
Towards her, and awakes--and, strange, o'erhead,
Of those same fragrant exhalations bred,
Beheld awake his very dream: the gods
Stood smiling; merry Hebe laughs and nods;
And Phoebe bends towards him crescented.
O state perplexing! On the pinion bed,
Too well awake, he feels the panting side
Of his delicious lady. He who died
For soaring too audacious in the sun,
Where that ...Read more of this...
by Keats, John
...ouble,
A bunch of violets full blown, and double,
Serenely sleep:—she from a casket takes
A little book,—and then a joy awakes
About each youthful heart,—with stifled cries,
And rubbing of white hands, and sparkling eyes:
For she's to read a tale of hopes, and fears;
One that I fostered in my youthful years:
The pearls, that on each glist'ning circlet sleep,
Must ever and anon with silent creep,
Lured by the innocent dimples. To sweet rest
Shall the dear babe, upon its mother...Read more of this...
by Keats, John
...hamlets are astir, and crowds come out— 
 Bearing fresh branches of the broom—about 
 To seek their Lady, who herself awakes 
 Rosy as morn, just when the morning breaks; 
 Half-dreaming still, she ponders, can it be 
 Some mystic change has passed, for her to see 
 One old man in the place of two quite young! 
 Her wondering eyes search carefully and long. 
 It may be she regrets the change: meanwhile, 
 The valiant knight salutes her with a smile, 
 And then appro...Read more of this...
by Hugo, Victor
...
Grief I restrain­hope I repress: 
Vain is this anguish­fixed and deep; 
Vainer, desires and dreams of bliss.

My love awakes no love again, 
My tears collect, and fall unfelt; 
My sorrow touches none with pain, 
My humble hopes to nothing melt.

For me the universe is dumb, 
Stone-deaf, and blank, and wholly blind; 
Life I must bound, existence sum 
In the strait limits of one mind;

That mind my own. Oh ! narrow cell; 
Dark­imageless­a living tomb ! 
There must I sleep, th...Read more of this...
by Bronte, Charlotte
...he dawning, ponderous, ill at ease,
In lifts of lead, whose cresting hardly breaks
To ghostly foam, when suddenly there awakes
A mountain glory inland. All the skies
Are luminous; and amid the sea bird cries
The mariner hears a morning breeze arise.
Then goes the Pageant forward. The sea-way
Silvers the feet of that august array
Trailing above the waters, through the airs;
And as they pass a wind before them bears
The quickening word, the influence magical.
The Islands have r...Read more of this...
by Belloc, Hilaire
...ecret room—
Faint voices, music, a dying trill of laughter? 
And suddenly, from her long sleep, 
The beautiful princess awakes and dances.

Who is she? I do not know. 
Why does she dance? Do not ask me!—
Yet to-day, when I saw you, 
When I saw your eyes troubled with the trouble of happiness, 
And your mouth trembling into a smile, 
And your fingers pull shyly forward,—
Softly, in that room, 
The little princess arose 
And danced; 
And as she danced the old house gravely trem...Read more of this...
by Aiken, Conrad
...___________ 

CANTO THE SECOND. 

I. 

Night wanes — the vapours round the mountains curl'd, 
Melt into morn, and Light awakes the world. 
Man has another day to swell the past, 
And lead him near to little, but his last; 
But mighty Nature bounds as from her birth, 
The sun is in the heavens, and life on earth; 
Flowers in the valley, splendour in the beam, 
Health on the gale, and freshness in the stream. 
Immortal man! behold her glories shine, 
And cry, exulting inly, "Th...Read more of this...
by Byron, George (Lord)
...us dance, my treasure trove,
On the marble terraces
Carven in pallid embroeideries
For the vestal veil of Love.

Heaven awakes to encompass us,
Hell awakes its jubilance
In our hearts mysterious
Marriage of the azure expanse,
With the scarlet brilliance
Of the Moon with Sirius.

Velvet swatches our lissome limbs
Languid lapped by sky & sea
Soul through sense & spirit swims
Through the pregnant porphyry
Dome of lapiz-lazuli:-
Heart of silence, hush our hymns.

Come my darling;...Read more of this...
by Crowley, Aleister
...sober precepts can controul 
The wild impatience of the troubled soul, 
Sweet Nymph serene ! whose all-consoling pow'r 
Awakes to calm delight the ling'ring hour; 
O hear thy suppliant's ardent pray'r ! 
Chase from my pensive mind corroding care, 
Steal thro' the heated pulses of the brain, 
Charm sorrow to repose­and lull the throb of pain. 

O, tell me, what are life's best joys? 
Are they not visions that decay, 
Sweet honey'd poisons, gilded toys, 
Vain glitt'ring baubles...Read more of this...
by Robinson, Mary Darby
...reaks,
``And like the hand which ends a dream,
``Death, with the might of his sunbeam,
``Touches the flesh and the soul awakes,
``Then------''
Ay, then indeed something would happen!
But what? For here her voice changed like a bird's;
There grew more of the music and less of the words;
Had Jacynth only been by me to clap pen
To paper and put you down every syllable
With those clever clerkly fingers,
All I've forgotten as well as what lingers
In this old brain of mine that's b...Read more of this...
by Browning, Robert
...arise;
While from the topmost turret the slow clock,
Far heard along th' inhospitable wastes,
With sad-returning chime awakes new grief;
Ev'n he far happier seems than is the proud,
The potent Satrap, whom he left behind
`Mid Moscow's golden palaces, to drown
In ease and luxury the laughing hours.

Illustrious objects strike the gazer's mind
With feeble bliss, and but allure the sight,
Nor rose with impulse quick th' unfeeling heart.
Thus seen by shepard from Hymettus' brow,...Read more of this...
by Warton, Thomas
...ree,
Where 'neath the bloody finger-marks thy riven bosom quakes,
Thicken the thunders of God's Voice and lo! a world awakes!...Read more of this...
by Du Bois, W. E. B.
...ogether, ay, centuries long, may the mummy continue,
And the deception endure, apeing the fulness of life.
Until Nature awakes, and with hands all-brazen and heavy
'Gainst the hollow-formed pile time and necessity strikes.
Like a tigress, who, bursting the massive grating iron,
Of her Numidian wood suddenly, fearfully thinks,--
So with the fury of crime and anguish, humanity rises
Hoping nature, long-lost in the town's ashes, to find.
Oh then open, ye walls, and set the capti...Read more of this...
by Schiller, Friedrich von
...r together on the apple-branches, 
The resurrection of the wheat appears with pale visage out of its graves, 
The tinge awakes over the willow-tree and the mulberry-tree, 
The he-birds carol mornings and evenings, while the she-birds sit on their nests,
The young of poultry break through the hatch’d eggs, 
The new-born of animals appear—the calf is dropt from the cow, the colt from the
 mare, 
Out of its little hill faithfully rise the potato’s dark green leaves, 
Out of its ...Read more of this...
by Whitman, Walt
...the great wave sweeps on Eastward
to wash away over-age Camembert Europe
manhatta steaming in sea-vines
the washed land awakes again to wilderness
the only sound a vast thrumming of crickets
a cry of seabirds high over
in empty eternity
as the Hudson retakes its thickets
and Indians reclaim their canoes...Read more of this...
by Ferlinghetti, Lawrence

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