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Famous Bah Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Laurence Dunbar, Paul
Bet nobidy evah saw
Him scrunched down lak you was den—
High-tone boys meks high-tone men.
Once dey was a ole black bah,
Used to live 'roun' hyeah some whah
In a cave. He was so big
He could ca'y off a pig
Lak you picks a chicken up,
Er yo' leetles' bit o' pup.
An' he had two gread big eyes,
Jes' erbout a saucer's size.
Why, dey looked lak balls o' fiah
Jumpin' 'roun' erpon a wiah
W'en dat bah was mad; an' laws!
But you ought to seen his paws!
Did I see 'em? H...Read More

by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
—Man, if you love the Lord, and if the Lord 
Love liars, I will have you at your word
And swallow it. Voilà. Bah! 

Where do I say it is 
That I have lain so long? 
Where do I count myself among the dead, 
As once above the living and the strong?
And what is this that comes and goes, 
Fades and swells and overflows, 
Like music underneath and overhead? 
What is it in me now that rings and roars 
Like fever-laden wine?
What ruinous tavern-shine 
Is this that lights ...Read More

by Laurence Dunbar, Paul
...stan'in' now erpon de step ez cleah ez day,
Wid de win' a-kind o' fondlin' thoo his haih all thin an' gray;
An' I 'membah how he trimbled when he said, "It's ha 'd fu' me,
Not to mek yo' Chrismus brightah, but I 'low it wa'n't to be."
All de women was a-cryin', an' de men, too, on de sly,
An' I noticed somep'n shinin' even in ol' Mastah's eye.
But we all stood still to listen ez ol' Ben come f'om de crowd
An' spoke up, a-try'n' to steady down his voice and mek it loud:...Read More

by Pound, Ezra
...Italian Campagna 1309, the open road

Bah! I have sung women in three cities,
But it is all the same;
And I will sing of the sun.

Lips, words, and you snare them,
Dreams, words, and they are as jewels,
Strange spells of old deity,
Ravens, nights, allurement:
And they are not;
Having become the souls of song.

Eyes, dreams, lips, and the night goes.
Being upon the road once more,
The...Read More

by Kipling, Rudyard
 Gentlemen-rankers out on the spree,
 Damned from here to Eternity,
 God ha' mercy on such as we,
 Baa! Yah! Bah!

Oh, it's sweet to sweat through stables, sweet to empty kitchen slops,
 And it's sweet to hear the tales the troopers tell,
To dance with blowzy housemaids at the regimental hops
 And thrash the cad who says you waltz too well.
Yes, it makes you cock-a-hoop to be "Rider" to your troop,
 And branded with a blasted worsted spur,
When you envy, O how ...Read More

by Hugo, Victor, I say! 
 A renegade's a rascal—till the day 
 They make him Pasha: is he rascal then? 
 What with these sequins? Bah! you speak to Men, 
 And Men want money—power—luck—life's joy— 
 Those take who can: we could, and fobbed Savoy; 
 For those who live content with honest state, 
 They're public pests; knock we 'em on the pate! 
 They set a vile example! Quick—arrest 
 That Fool, who ruled and failed to line his nest. 
 Just hit a bell, you'll see the clapper shak...Read More

by Service, Robert William
...I never killed a man:
Now I'll do the best I can.
Rip you to the evil heart,
Laugh to see the life-blood start.
Bah! You swine! I hate you so.
Show you mercy? No! . . . and no! . . .

There! I've done it. See! He lies
Death a-staring from his eyes;
Glazing eyeballs, panting breath,
How it's horrible, is Death!
Plucking at his bloody lips
With his trembling finger-tips;
Choking in a dreadful way
As if he would something say
In that uncou...Read More

by Laurence Dunbar, Paul
...the skies, 
Frowning and glooming when, brimming with life, 
Cometh the little maid ripe for the strife? 
Ah! Wind, and bah! Wind, what might have you now? 
What can you do with that innocent brow? 
Blow, Wind, and grow, Wind, and eddy and swirl, 
But bring to me, Wind,—my little March girl....Read More

by Laurence Dunbar, Paul
...the skies,
Frowning and glooming when, brimming with life,
Cometh the little maid ripe for the strife?
Ah! Wind, and bah! Wind, what might have you now?
What can you do with that innocent brow?
Blow, Wind, and grow, Wind, and eddy and swirl,
But bring her to me, Wind,—my little March girl.
...Read More

by Kipling, Rudyard
You shouldn't take a man from Canada
And bid him smoke in powder-magazines;
Nor with a Reputation such as -- Bah!
That ghost has haunted me for twenty years,
My Reputation now full blown -- Your fault --
Yours, with your stories of the strife at Home,
Who's up, who's down, who leads and who is led --
One reads so much, one hears so little here.
Well, now's your turn of exile. I go back
To Rome and leisure. All roads lead to Rome,

Or books -- the refuge...Read More

by Mayakovsky, Vladimir!
Rainbow, give color and girth
To the fleet-foot steeds of time.
The heavens grudge us their starry glamour.
Bah! Without it our songs can thrive.
Hey there, Ursus Major, clamour
For us to be taken to heaven alive!
Sing, of delight drink deep,
Drain spring by cups, not by thimbles.
Heart step up your beat!
Our breasts be the brass of cymbals....Read More

by Lanier, Sidney
To the cultus of night. Abandon the day.
Have more to think and have less to say.
And CANNOT you walk now? Bah! don't hop!
Look at the owl, scarce seen, scarce heard,
O irritant, iterant, maddening bird!"...Read More

by Hugo, Victor
 Had they but promised us the pick, 
 Perchance we had joined, all; 
 But battering bastions built of brick— 
 Bah, give me wooden wall! 
 By Leghorn, twenty caravels 
 Came 'cross our lonely sail— 
 Spinoza's Sea-Invincibles! 
 But, whew! our shots like hail 
 Made shortish work of galley long 
 And chubby sailing craft— 
 Our making ready first to close 
 Sent them a-spinning aft. 
 Off Marseilles, ne'er by sun forsook 
 We friends fell-to as foes! ...Read More

by Pound, Ezra
...ast to spiked breat opposing!
Better one hour's stour than a year's peace
With fat boards, bawds, wine and frail music!
Bah! there's no wine like the blood's crimson!


And I love to see the sun rise blood-crimson.
And I watch his spears through the dark clash
And it fills all my heart with rejoicing
And pries wide my mouth with fast music
When I see him so scorn and defy peace,
His long might 'gainst all darkness opposing.


The man who fears war and squats oppo...Read More

by Service, Robert William
...iven power to gouge out, fling
Flat in your face a soul-thought -- Bing!
Twiddle your heart-strings in his clutch. "Bah!" said Smith, "let my body lie
 stripped to the buff in swinish shame,
If I can blaze in the radiant sky out of adoring stars my name.
Sober am I nonentitized; drunk am I more than half a god.
Well, let the flesh be sacrificed; spirit shall speak and shame the clod.
Who would not gladly, gladly give Life to do one thing that will live?"

Smit...Read More

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