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Famous Bewails Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Burns, Robert
...dust dishonour’d laid;
So fell the pride of all my hopes,
 My age’s future shade.


The mother-linnet in the brake
 Bewails her ravish’d young;
So I, for my lost darling’s sake,
 Lament the live-day long.


Death, oft I’ve feared thy fatal blow.
 Now, fond, I bare my breast;
O, do thou kindly lay me low
 With him I love, at rest!...Read more of this...



by Wilmot, John
...ch, scandalous and poor.
To Carwell, the most dear of all his dears,
The best relief of his declining years,
Oft he bewails his fortune, and her fate:
To love so well, and be beloved so late.
Yet his dull, graceless bollocks hang an ****.
This you'd believe, had I but time to tell ye
The pains it costs to poor, laborious Nelly,
Whilst she employs hands, fingers, mouth, and thighs,
Ere she can raise the member she enjoys.
All monarchs I hate, and the thrones th...Read more of this...

by Bradstreet, Anne
...-dame in retired place
79 And in her lap her bloody Cain new born.
80 The weeping Imp oft looks her in the face,
81 Bewails his unknown hap and fate forlorn.
82 His Mother sighs to think of Paradise
83 And how she lost her bliss to be more wise,
84 Believing him that was and is Father of lies. 

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85 Here Cain and Abel come to sacrifice,
86 Fruits of the Earth and Fatlings each do bring.
87 On Abel's gift the fire descends from Skies,
88 But no such sign on...Read more of this...

by Service, Robert William
...cries the foe,
"Guide us to strike a bloody blow,
And lay the adversary low."

But brooding o'er the battle smother
Bewails the Lord: "Brother to brother,
Why must ye slaughter one another?
When will ye come to understand
My peace, and hand reach out to hand,
In every race, in every land?"

And yet, his weary words despite,
Went murderously on the fight,
Till God from mankind hid His sight,
Saying: "Poor children, must you gain
To brotherhood through millions slain?
--Was...Read more of this...

by Robinson, Mary Darby
...the pale moon's silv'ry beam; 
Or when, in sad and plaintive strains 
The mournful PHILOMEL complains, 
In dulcet notes bewails her fate, 
And murmurs for her absent mate; 
Inspir'd by SYMPATHY divine, 
I'll weep her woes­FOR THEY ARE MINE. 
Driven by my FATE, where'er I go 
O'er burning plains, o'er hills of snow, 
Or on the bosom of the wave, 
The howling tempest doom'd to brave, 
Where'er my lonely course I bend, 
Thy image shall my steps attend; 
Each object I am doom...Read more of this...



by Milton, John
...In this Monody the author bewails a learned Friend, unfortunately
drowned in his passage from Chester on the Irish Seas, 1637;
and, by occasion, foretells the ruin of our corrupted Clergy, 
then in their height.


YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more,
Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere,
I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude,
And with forced fingers rude
...Read more of this...

by Petrarch, Francesco
...SONNET II. Rotta è l' alta Colonna, e 'l verde Lauro. HE BEWAILS HIS DOUBLE LOSS IN THE DEATHS OF LAURA, AND OF COLONNA.  Fall'n that proud Column, fall'n that Laurel tree,Whose shelter once relieved my wearied mind;I'm reft of what I ne'er again shall find,Read more of this...

by Petrarch, Francesco
.../SPAN>By Heaven's indulgence sink to endless rest!And oft decrepid age his lot bewails,Whom every ill of lengthen'd life assails.Hence sick despondence thinks the human lotA gift of fleeting breath too dearly bought:But should the voice of Fame's obstreperous blastFrom ages on to future ages last,...Read more of this...

by McGonagall, William Topaz
...wind tempestuous blew;
Still the brave crew reefed the spanker and all the sails,
While not one amongst them with fear bewails. 

Still the gallant little schooner ploughed on the seas,
Through the blinding snow and the stormy breeze;
Until it increased to a fearful hurricane,
Yet the crew wrought manfully and didn't complain. 

But during the night the wind it harder blew,
And the brave little schooner was hove to;
And on the morning of December the 4th the wind die...Read more of this...

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