10 Best Famous Reverses Poems

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

• All Famous Reverses Poems

 Sunset at Night -- is natural --
But Sunset on the Dawn
Reverses Nature -- Master --
So Midnight's -- due -- at Noon.

Eclipses be -- predicted --
And Science bows them in --
But do one face us suddenly --
Jehovah's Watch -- is wrong.

 ("Il s'est dit tant de fois.") 
 
 {III., May, 1830.} 


 How often have the people said: "What's power?" 
 Who reigns soon is dethroned? each fleeting hour 
 Has onward borne, as in a fevered dream, 
 Such quick reverses, like a judge supreme— 
 Austere but just, they contemplate the end 
 To which the current of events must tend. 
 Self-confidence has taught them to forbear, 
 And in the vastness of their strength, they spare. 
 Armed with impunity, for one in vain 
 Resists a nation, they let others reign. 
 
 G.W.M. REYNOLDS. 


 

 Twelve hundred million men are spread
 About this Earth, and I and You
 Wonder, when You and I are dead,
 "What will those luckless millions do?"

None whole or clean, " we cry, "or free from stain
Of favour." Wait awhile, till we attain
 The Last Department where nor fraud nor fools,
Nor grade nor greed, shall trouble us again.

Fear, Favour, or Affection -- what are these
To the grim Head who claims our services?
 I never knew a wife or interest yet
Delay that pukka step, miscalled "decease";

When leave, long overdue, none can deny;
When idleness of all Eternity
 Becomes our furlough, and the marigold
Our thriftless, bullion-minting Treasury

Transferred to the Eternal Settlement,
Each in his strait, wood-scantled office pent,
 No longer Brown reverses Smith's appeals,
Or Jones records his Minute of Dissent.

And One, long since a pillar of the Court,
As mud between the beams thereof is wrought;
 And One who wrote on phosphates for the crops
Is subject-matter of his own Report.

These be the glorious ends whereto we pass --
Let Him who Is, go call on Him who Was;
 And He shall see the mallie steals the slab
For currie-grinder, and for goats the grass.

A breath of wind, a Border bullet's flight,
A draught of water, or a horse's firght --
 The droning of the fat Sheristadar
Ceases, the punkah stops, and falls the night

For you or Me. Do those who live decline
The step that offers, or their work resign?
 Trust me, To-day's Most Indispensables,
Five hundred men can take your place or mine.

 I cannot be ashamed
Because I cannot see
The love you offer --
Magnitude
Reverses Modesty

And I cannot be proud
Because a Height so high
Involves Alpine
Requirements
And Services of Snow.