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Famous Baths Poems by Famous Poets

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by Smart, Christopher
...n the scene delights, 
 Commands desire be chaste. 

 LXX 
For ADORATION, all the paths 
Of grace are open, all the baths 
 Of purity refresh; 
And all the rays of glory beam 
To deck the man of God's esteem, 
 Who triumphs o'er the flesh. 

 LXXI 
For ADORATION, in the dome 
Of Christ, the sparrows find a home; 
 And on His olives perch: 
The swallow also dwells with thee, 
O man of God's humility, 
 Within his Saviour CHURCH. 

 LXXII 
Sweet is the dew that fall...Read more of this...



by Lawson, Henry
...round the coast -- 
Anyway, I'll stay at present at a boarding-house in town 
Drinking beer and lemon-squashes, taking baths and cooling down. 

Sunny plains! Great Scot! -- those burning wastes of barren soil and sand 
With their everlasting fences stretching out across the land! 
Desolation where the crow is! Desert! where the eagle flies, 
Paddocks where the luny bullock starts and stares with reddened eyes; 
Where, in clouds of dust enveloped, roasted bullock-drivers...Read more of this...

by Tebb, Barry
...in the circle,

Vowing we would share one.



11



There is shouting and echoes

Of wild splashing from York

Road baths; forty years on

It stirs my memory and

Will not be gone.





12



The ghosts of tramtracks

Light up lanes

To nowhere

In Leeds Ten.



Every road

Leads nowhere

In Leeds Nine.



Motorways have cut

The city’s heart

In two; Margaret,

Our home lies buried

Under sixteen feet

Of stone.

13



Our families moved

And we were lost...Read more of this...

by Tebb, Barry
...counter Grade ‘A’ salmon and their

Aunt Mary had her chiropodist’s surgery over the shop;

When I got a verucca at the baths she scraped it away

Week after week till it bled into nothing.



Up Easy Road was the Maypole with its tiled tapestry of

Village Green, flower-decked maypole and dancing children

Like little Shirley Temples with bows in their hair and

Bows tied to their shepherds’ crooks. There were biscuits

In boxes with glass tops and Mrs Hyde, the mana...Read more of this...

by Sandburg, Carl
...our window, where you look out when your eyes open in the morning,
And there I shall slam together bird-houses and bird-baths for wing-loose wrens and hummers to live in, birds with yellow wing tips to blur and buzz soft all summer,
So I shall make little fool homes with doors, always open doors for all and each to run away when they want to.
I shall come just like that even though now it is early and I am not yet footloose,
Even though I am still looking for an undertake...Read more of this...



by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...and show
That life is not as idle ore,

But iron dug from central gloom,
And heated hot with burning fears,
And dipt in baths of hissing tears,
And batter'd with the shocks of doom

To shape and use. Arise and fly
The reeling Faun, the sensual feast;
Move upward, working out the beast,
And let the ape and tiger die....Read more of this...

by Plath, Sylvia
...ll.
The impotent husband slumps out for a coffee.
I try to keep him in,
An old pole for the lightning,
The acid baths, the skyfuls off of you.
He lumps it down the plastic cobbled hill,
Flogged trolley. The sparks are blue.
The blue sparks spill,
Splitting like quartz into a million bits.

O jewel! O valuable!
That night the moon
Dragged its blood bag, sick
Animal
Up over the harbor lights.
And then grew normal,
Hard and apart and white.
The sc...Read more of this...

by Betjeman, John
...f your dormit'ry?
Were you a hockey girl, tennis or gym?
Who was your favourite? Who had a crush on you?
Which were the baths where they taught you to swim?

Smooth down the Avenue glitters the bicycle,
Black-stockinged legs under navy blue serge,
Home and Colonial, Star, International,
Balancing bicycle leant on the verge.

Trace me your wheel-tracks, you fortunate bicycle,
Out of the shopping and into the dark,
Back down the avenue, back to the pottingshed,
Back to the ...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...l City stood,
With towers and temples proudly elevate
On seven small hills, with palaces adorned,
Porches and theatres, baths, aqueducts,
Statues and trophies, and triumphal arcs,
Gardens and groves, presented to his eyes
Above the highth of mountains interposed—
By what strange parallax, or optic skill 
Of vision, multiplied through air, or glass
Of telescope, were curious to enquire.
And now the Tempter thus his silence broke:—
 "The city which thou seest no other deem
...Read more of this...

by Ginsberg, Allen
...r reactors creat a new Thing under the 
 Sun, where Rockwell war-plants fabricate this death
 stuff trigger in nitrogen baths,
Hanger-Silas Mason assembles the terrified weapon
 secret by ten thousands, & where Manzano Moun-
 tain boasts to store
its dreadful decay through two hundred forty millenia
 while our Galaxy spirals around its nebulous core.
I enter your secret places with my mind, I speak with 
 your presence, I roar your Lion Roar with mortal
 mouth.
One mi...Read more of this...

by Spenser, Edmund
...
The antique pride, which menaced the sky, 
These haughty heaps, these palaces of old, 
These walls, these arcs, these baths, these temples hie; 
Judge by these ample ruins' view, the rest 
The which injurious time hath quite outworne, 
Since of all workmen held in reck'ning best, 
Yet these old fragments are for patterns born: 
Then also mark, how Rome from day to day, 
Repairing her decayéd fashion, 
Renews herself with buildings rich and gay; 
That one would judge, that t...Read more of this...

by Robinson, Mary Darby
...n their golden bow'rs,
Sip the pure nectar of MAY'S blushing rose,
Or faint with noon-day toils, their limbs repose,
In Baths of Essence stol'n from sunny flow'rs. 

Oft do I seek thy shade dear with'ring tree,
Sad emblem of my OWN disast'rous state;
Doom'd in the spring of life, alas ! like THEE
To fade, and droop beneath the frowns of FATE;
Like THEE, may Heaven to ME the meed bestow,
To shelter Sorrow's tear, and sooth THE CHILD OF WOE....Read more of this...

by Edgar, Marriott
...their beer,
And the Chanc'Ior proclaimed from the Woolsack
As Joe Lee were the chap for this 'ere.

For in swimming baths all round the country
Joe were noted for daring and strength; 
Quite often he'd dived in the deep end,
And thought nothing of swimming a length.

So they wrote him, C/o Workhouse Master, 
Joe were spending the summer with him,
And promised him two Christmas puddings
If over the Channel he'd swim. 

Joe jumped into t' breach like an 'ero,
He sai...Read more of this...

by Kipling, Rudyard
...boilers square.
But M'Cullough 'e wanted cabins with marble and maple and all,
And Brussels an' Utrecht velvet, and baths and a Social Hall,
And pipes for closets all over, and cutting the frames too light,
But M'Cullough he died in the Sixties, and ---- Well, I'm dying to-night...
I knew -- I knew what was coming, when we bid on the Byfleet's keel --
They piddled and piffled with iron, I'd given my orders for steel!
Steel and the first expansions. It paid...Read more of this...

by Olds, Sharon
...ounce of
cottage cheese, praying for the strength not to
kill herself. We kneeled over the
rubber bodies, gave them baths
carefully, scrubbed their little
orange hands, wrapped them up tight,
said goodnight, never spoke of the
woman like a gaping wound
weeping on the stairs, the man like a stuck
buffalo, baffled, stunned, dragging
arrows in his side. As if we had made a
pact of silence and safety, we kneeled and
dressed those tiny torsos with their elegant
belly-butto...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...ne eyes not brook in forest-paths, 
On their perpetual pine, nor round the beech; 
They fuse themselves to little spicy baths, 
Solved in the tender blushes of the peach; 
They lose themselves and die 
On that new life that gems the hawthorn line; 
Thy gay lent-lilies wave and put them by, 
And out once more in varnish'd glory shine 
Thy stars of celandine. 

She floats across the hamlet. Heaven lours, 
But in the tearful splendour of her smiles 
I see the slowl-thick...Read more of this...

by Levis, Larry
...
Banks, offices, taverns, gymnasiums, hotels,
Newsstands, courtrooms, opium parlors, Basque
Restaurants, Armenian steam baths,
French bakeries, & two of the florists' shops--
Their plate glass windows smashed forever.
Finally it tried to infiltrate the exact
Center of my city, a small square bordered
With palm trees, olives, cypresses, a square
Where no one gathered, not even thieves or lovers.
It was a place which no longer had any purpose,
But held itself aloof, I t...Read more of this...

by Chaucer, Geoffrey
...THE PROLOGUE. 1


Experience, though none authority* *authoritative texts
Were in this world, is right enough for me
To speak of woe that is in marriage:
For, lordings, since I twelve year was of age,
(Thanked be God that *is etern on live),* *lives eternally*
Husbands at the church door have I had five,2
For I so often have y-wedded be,
And all were w...Read more of this...

by Cummings, Edward Estlin (E E)
...nd go 
frail azures fluttering from night's outer wing
strong silent greens serenely lingering 
absolute lights like baths of golden snow.
This is the garden: pursed lips do blow
upon cool flutes within wide glooms and sing
(of harps celestial to the quivering string)
invisible faces hauntingly and slow.

This is the garden. Time shall surely reap
and on Death's blade lie many a flower curled 
in other lands where other songs be sung;
yet stand They he...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...Push off, and sitting well in order smite
The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die.
It may be that the gulfs will wash us down:
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,
And see the great Achilles, whom we knew.
Though much is taken, much abides; and though
We are not now that strength which in the old days
Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are,
One equal-temper of heroic hear...Read more of this...

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