10 Best Famous Temerity Poems

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

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 No Brigadier throughout the Year
So civic as the Jay --
A Neighbor and a Warrior too
With shrill felicity
Pursuing Winds that censure us
A February Day,
The Brother of the Universe
Was never blown away --
The Snow and he are intimate --
I've often seem them play
When Heaven looked upon us all
With such severity
I felt apology were due
To an insulted sky
Whose pompous frown was Nutriment
To their Temerity --
The Pillow of this daring Head
Is pungent Evergreens --
His Larder -- terse and Militant --
Unknown -- refreshing things --
His Character -- a Tonic --
His future -- a Dispute --
Unfair an Immortality
That leaves this Neighbor out --

Each life converges to some centre
Expressed or still;
Exists in every human nature
A goal,

Admitted scarcely to itself, it may be,
Too fair
For credibility's temerity
To dare.

Adored with caution, as a brittle heaven,
To reach
Were hopeless as the rainbow's raiment
To touch,

Yet persevered toward, surer for the distance;
How high
Unto the saints' slow diligence
The sky!

Ungained, it may be, by a life's low venture,
But then,
Eternity enables the endeavoring
Again.

 It knew no Medicine --
It was not Sickness -- then --
Nor any need of Surgery --
And therefore -- 'twas not Pain --

It moved away the Cheeks --
A Dimple at a time --
And left the Profile -- plainer --
And in the place of Bloom

It left the little Tint
That never had a Name --
You've seen it on a Cast's face --
Was Paradise -- to blame --

If momently ajar --
Temerity -- drew near --
And sickened -- ever afterward
For Somewhat that it saw?

 I asked of ancient gaffers three
 The way of their ripe living,
And this is what they told to me
 Without Misgiving.

The First: 'The why I've lived so long,
 To my fond recollection
Is that for women, wine and song
 I've had a predilection.
Full many a bawdy stave I've sung
 With wenches of my choosing,
But of the joys that kept me young
 The best was boozing.'

The Second: 'I'm a sage revered
 Because I was a fool
And with the bourgeon of my beard
 I kept my ardour cool.
On health I have conserved my hold
 By never dissipating:
And that is why a hundred old
 I'm celebrating.'

The Third: 'The explanation I
 Have been so long a-olding,
Is that to wash I never try,
 Despite conjugal scolding.
I hate the sight of soap and so
 I seldom change my shirt:
Believe me, Brother, there is no
 Preservative like dirt.'

So there you have the reasons three
 Why age may you rejoice:
Booze, squalour and temerity,--
 Well, you may take your choice.
Yet let me say, although it may
 Your egoism hurt,
Of all the three it seems to me
 The best is DIRT.

 Spurn the temerity --
Rashness of Calvary --
Gay were Gethsemane
Knew we of Thee --

 Summer -- we all have seen --
A few of us -- believed --
A few -- the more aspiring
Unquestionably loved --

But Summer does not care --
She goes her spacious way
As eligible as the moon
To our Temerity --

The Doom to be adored --
The Affluence conferred --
Unknown as to an Ecstasy
The Embryo endowed --