10 Best Famous Disliked Poems

Here is a collection of the top 10 all-time best famous Disliked poems. This is a select list of the best famous Disliked poetry. Reading, writing, and enjoying famous Disliked poetry (as well as classical and contemporary poems) is a great past time. These top poems are the best examples of disliked poems.

• All Famous Disliked Poems

 I cannot but remember
 When the year grows old—
October—November—
 How she disliked the cold!

She used to watch the swallows
 Go down across the sky,
And turn from the window
 With a little sharp sigh.

And often when the brown leaves
 Were brittle on the ground,
And the wind in the chimney
 Made a melancholy sound,

She had a look about her
 That I wish I could forget—
The look of a scared thing
 Sitting in a net!

Oh, beautiful at nightfall
 The soft spitting snow!
And beautiful the bare boughs
 Rubbing to and fro!

But the roaring of the fire,
 And the warmth of fur,
And the boiling of the kettle
 Were beautiful to her!

I cannot but remember
 When the year grows old —
October — November —
 How she disliked the cold!

 Let those who're fond of idle tricks,
Of throwing stones, and hurling bricks,
And all that sort of fun,
Now hear a tale of idle Jim, 
That warning they may take by him, 
Nor do as he has done. 

In harmless sport or healthful play
He did not pass his time away,
Nor took his pleasure in it;
For mischief was his only joy:
No book, or work, or even toy,
Could please him for a minute. 

A neighbour's house he'd slyly pass,
And throw a stone to break the glass,
And then enjoy the joke!
Or, if a window open stood,
He'd throw in stones, or bits of wood, 
To frighten all the folk. 

If travellers passing chanced to stay,
Of idle Jim to ask the way, 
He never told them right; 
And then, quite harden'd in his sin,
Rejoiced to see them taken in, 
And laugh'd with all his might. 

He'd tie a string across the street, 
Just to entangle people's feet,
And make them tumble down: 
Indeed, he was disliked so much, 
That no good boy would play with such
A nuisance to the town. 

At last the neighbours, in despair,
This mischief would no longer bear: 
And so ­to end the tale,
This lad, to cure him of his ways,
Was sent to spend some dismal days
Within the county jail.

 When the King of Siam disliked a courtier, 
he gave him a beautiful white elephant. 
The miracle beast deserved such ritual 
that to care for him properly meant ruin. 
Yet to care for him improperly was worse. 
It appears the gift could not be refused.