10 Best Famous Retrieves Poems

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

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 Faint white pillars that seem to fade 
As you look from here are the first one sees 
Of his house where it hides and dies in a shade 
Of beeches and oaks and hickory trees. 
Now many a man, given woods like these, 
And a house like that, and the Briony gold, 
Would have said, "There are still some gods to please, 
And houses are built without hands, we're told.

There are the pillars, and all gone gray. 
Briony's hair went white. You may see 
Where the garden was if you come this way. 
That sun-dial scared him, he said to me; 
"Sooner or later they strike," said he, 
But he knew too much for the life he led.

And who knows all knows everything 
That a patient ghost at last retrieves; 
There's more to be known of his harvesting 
When Time the thresher unbinds the sheaves; 
And there's more to be heard than a wind that grieves 
For Briony now in this ageless oak, 
Driving the first of its withered leaves 
Over the stones where the fountain broke.

 You cannot make Remembrance grow
When it has lost its Root --
The tightening the Soil around
And setting it upright
Deceives perhaps the Universe
But not retrieves the Plant --
Real Memory, like Cedar Feet
Is shod with Adamant --
Nor can you cut Remembrance down
When it shall once have grown --
Its Iron Buds will sprout anew
However overthrown --

 My own Beloved, who hast lifted me
From this drear flat of earth where I was thrown,
And, in betwixt the languid ringlets, blown
A life-breath, till the forehead hopefully
Shines out again, as all the angels see,
Before thy saving kiss! My own, my own,
Who camest to me when the world was gone,
And I who looked for only God, found thee!
I find thee; I am safe, and strong, and glad.
As one who stands in dewless asphodel
Looks backward on the tedious time he had
In the upper life,—so I, with bosom-swell,
Make witness, here, between the good and bad,
That Love, as strong as Death, retrieves as well.