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Famous Bitterer Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Swinburne, Algernon Charles
...y name.



The song that smiled upon his birthday here
Weeps on the grave that holds him undefiled
Whose loss makes bitterer than a soundless tear
The song that smiled.

His name crowned once the mightiest ever styled
Sovereign of arts, and angel: fate and fear
Knew then their master, and were reconciled.

But we saw born beneath some tenderer sphere
Michael, an angel and a little child,
Whose loss bows down to weep upon his bier
The song that smiled....Read More



by Hardy, Thomas
...he main,
And each new impulse tends to make outflee
The unseemly instinct that had lodgment here;
Yet, comrade old, can bitterer knowledge be
Than that, though banned, such instinct was in me!...Read More

by Browning, Robert
...ss,
What plaudits from the next world after this,
Couldst thou repeat a stroke and gain the sky!

VI

And is it not the bitterer to think
That, disengage our hands and thou wilt sink
Although thy love was love in very deed?
I know that nature! Pass a festive day
Thou dost not throw its relic-flower away
Nor bid its music's loitering echo speed.

VII

Thou let'st the stranger's glove lie where it fell;
If old things remain old things all is well,
For thou art grateful as b...Read More

by Scott, Sir Walter
...s on life’s long way, 
Through secret woes the world has never known, 
When on the weary night dawned wearier day, 
And bitterer was the grief devoured alone.— 
That I o’erlive such woes, Enchantress! is thine own. 

Hark! as my lingering footsteps slow retire, 
Some spirit of the Air has waked thy string! 
’Tis now a seraph bold, with touch of fire, 
’Tis now the brush of Fairy’s frolic wing. 
Receding now, the dying numbers ring 
Fainter and fainter down the rug...Read More

by Wilcox, Ella Wheeler
...eir clinging hold, 
And, too willing, let me go, 
I shall know, love, I shall know.

Bitter will the knowledge be, 
Bitterer than death to me.
Yet, 'twill come to me some day, 
For it is sad world's way.

Make no vows - vows cannot bind
Changing hearts of wayward mind.
Men grow weary of a bliss
Passionate and fond as this.

Love will wane. But I shall know, 
If you do not tell me so.
Know it, tho' you smile and say, 
That you love me more each day....Read More



by Benet, Stephen Vincent
...ht was murk! 
I set myself against the cold, 
And left them to their work. 

Their shouts rolled to the rafters; 
A bitterer way was mine, 
And I left them in the tavern, 
Drinking the yellow wine! 

The last faint echoes rang along the plains, 
Died, and were gone. The genie spoke: "Thy song 
Serves well enough -- but yet thy task remains; 
Many and rending pains 
Shall torture him who dares delay too long!" 

His brown face hardened to a leaden mask. 
A bitter b...Read More

by Bridges, Robert Seymour
...open to enter in." 

67
Dreary was winter, wet with changeful sting
Of clinging snowfall and fast-flying frost;
And bitterer northwinds then withheld the spring,
That dallied with her promise till 'twas lost.
A sunless and half-hearted summer drown'd
The flowers in needful and unwelcom'd rain;
And Autumn with a sad smile fled uncrown'd
From fruitless orchards and unripen'd grain. 
But could the skies of this most desolate year
In its last month learn with our love...Read More

by Scott, Sir Walter
...Through secret woes the world has never known,
     When on the weary night dawned wearier day,
          And bitterer was the grief devoured alone.—
     That I o'erlive such woes, Enchantress! is thine own.

     Hark! as my lingering footsteps slow retire,
          Some Spirit of the Air has waked thy string!
     'Tis now a seraph bold, with touch of fire,
          'Tis now the brush of Fairy's frolic wing.
     Receding now, the dying numbers ring
   ...Read More

by Bryant, William Cullen
...!
Bride! who dost wear the widow's veil
Before the wedding flowers are pale!
Ye deem the human heart endures
No deeper, bitterer grief than yours.

Yet there are pangs of keener wo,
Of which the sufferers never speak,
Nor to the world's cold pity show
The tears that scald the cheek,
Wrung from their eyelids by the shame
And guilt of those they shrink to name,
Whom once they loved, with cheerful will,
And love, though fallen and branded, still.

Weep, ye who sorrow for...Read More

by Swinburne, Algernon Charles
...that whoso hath seen her shall not live
Except he serve her sorrowing, with strange pain,
Travail and bloodshedding and bitterer tears;
And when she bids die he shall surely die.
And he shall leave all things under the sky
And go forth naked under sun and rain
And work and wait and watch out all his years.

--Hath she on earth no place of habitation?
--Age to age calling, nation answering nation,
Cries out, Where is she? and there is none to say;
For if she be not in ...Read More

by Seeger, Alan
...ot all in gentleness 
Nor all disdain, said: "Yes! And am -I- then 
Upon a bed of roses?" 


Stung with shame -- 
Shame bitterer than his anguish -- to betray 
Such cowardice before the man he loved, 
And merit such rebuke, the boy grew calm; 
And stilled his struggling limbs and moaning cries, 
And shook away his tears, and strove to smile, 
And turned his face against the wall -- and died....Read More

by Byron, George (Lord)
...cide: 
He had written praises of all kings whatever; 
He had written for republics far and wide; 
And then against them bitterer than ever; 
For pantisocracy he once had cried 
Aloud, a scheme less moral than 'twas clever; 
Then grew a hearty anti-Jacobin — 
Had turn'd his coat — and would have turn'd his skin. 

XCVIII 

He had sung against all battles, and again 
In their high praise and glory; he had call'd 
Reviewing (1)'the ungentle craft,' and then 
Become as base a...Read More

by Yeats, William Butler
...

I dreamed towards break of day,
The cold blown spray in my nostril.
But she that beside me lay
Had watched in bitterer sleep
The marvellous stag of Arthur,
That lofty white stag, leap
From mountain steep to steep....Read More

by Dickinson, Emily
...rictly kept --
You taught me fortitude of Fate --
This -- also -- I have learnt --

An Altitude of Death, that could
No bitterer debar
Than Life -- had done -- before it --
Yet -- there is a Science more --

The Heaven you know -- to understand
That you be not ashamed
Of Me -- in Christ's bright Audience
Upon the further Hand --...Read More

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