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Famous Belvedere Poems by Famous Poets

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

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...A-sitttin' on a cracker box an' spittin' in the stove,
I took a sudden notion that I'd kindo' like to rove;
An' so I bought a ticket, jest as easy as could be,
From Pumpkinville in Idaho to Rome in Italy;
An' found myself in seven days of mostly atmosphere
A-starin' at a statoo called Appoller Belvydeer.

Now I'm a rum-soaked sinner, an' religion ain't...Read more of this...
by Service, Robert William



...n
He stood in bathing trunks, a sight
To thrill a maiden with delight.

For he was framed and fashioned like
Apollo Belvedere;
I felt my heart like cymbal strike
Beneath my brassière.
And then the flounce of foam he broke,
And disappeared with flashing stroke.

We met. 'Twas in the billows roll.
Oh how he sang with joy;
But not a hymn, - a merry troll
With gusto of a boy.
I looked, and lo! the priest was gone,
And in his place a laughing faun. .Read more of this...
by Service, Robert William
...
Even than this my thankless lore; 
But I desire the wilderness
Or weeded landslips of the shore.

I walk my breezy belvedere
To watch the low or levant sun, 
I see the city pigeons veer, 
I mark the tower swallows run

Between the tower-top and the ground
Below me in the bearing air; 
Then find in the horizon-round
One spot and hunger to be there.

And then I hate the most that lore
That holds no promise of success; 
Then sweetest seems the houseless shore, 
Then fre...Read more of this...
by Hopkins, Gerard Manley
...onto all
The pleasant outer country; rising here
From rustling foliage where cuckoos call
On summer evenings, stands a belvedere,
Buff-hued, of antique plaster, overrun
With flowering vines and weatherworn by rain and sun.

Still round the turrets of this antique tower
The bougainvillea hangs a crimson crown,
Wistaria-vines and clematis in flower,
Wreathing the lower surface further down,
Hide the old plaster in a very shower
Of motley blossoms like a broidered gown....Read more of this...
by Seeger, Alan

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