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Famous Blending Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Whitman, Walt
...at thy portals also death, 
Entering thy sovereign, dim, illimitable grounds, 
To memories of my mother, to the divine blending, maternity, 
To her, buried and gone, yet buried not, gone not from me, 
(I see again the calm benignant face fresh and beautiful still,
I sit by the form in the coffin, 
I kiss and kiss convulsively again the sweet old lips, the cheeks, the closed eyes in the
 coffin;) 
To her, the ideal woman, practical, spiritual, of all of earth, life, love, to ...Read More



by Robinson, Mary Darby
...impedes its placid course,
Ah ! it glides more swift than ever,
While opposing gives it force;
So when HOPE and PASSION blending,
Warm the feeble trembling frame;
REASON sickens by contending,
Fanning only feeds the flame....Read More

by Keats, John
...place as this. O do not curse,
High Muses! let him hurry to the ending.

 All suddenly were silent. A soft blending
Of dulcet instruments came charmingly;
And then a hymn.

 "KING of the stormy sea!
Brother of Jove, and co-inheritor
Of elements! Eternally before
Thee the waves awful bow. Fast, stubborn rock,
At thy fear'd trident shrinking, doth unlock
Its deep foundations, hissing into foam.
All mountain-rivers lost, in the wide home
Of thy capacious...Read More

by Whitman, Walt
...f procreation,
Singing the need of superb children, and therein superb grown people, 
Singing the muscular urge and the blending, 
Singing the bedfellow’s song, (O resistless yearning! 
O for any and each, the body correlative attracting! 
O for you, whoever you are, your correlative body! O it, more than all else, you
 delighting!)
—From the hungry gnaw that eats me night and day; 
From native moments—from bashful pains—singing them; 
Singing something yet unfound, though I ...Read More

by Scott, Sir Walter
...wizard elm! the fountain lending, 
And the wild breeze, thy wilder minstrelsy; 
Thy numbers sweet with nature’s vespers blending, 
With distant echo from the fold and lea, 
And herd-boy’s evening pipe, and hum of housing bee. 

Yet, once again, farewell, thou Minstrel Harp! 
Yet, once again, forgive my feeble sway, 
And little reck I of the censure sharp 
May idly cavil at an idle lay. 
Much have I owed thy strains on life’s long way, 
Through secret woes the world ha...Read More



by Brontë, Emily
...heather 'neath stormy blasts bending, 
Midnight and moonlight and bright shining stars, 
Darkness and glory rejoicingly blending, 
Earth rising to heaven and heaven descending, 
Man's spirit away from its drear dungeon sending, 
Bursting the fetters and breaking the bars.

All down the mountain sides wild forests lending 
One mighty voice to the life-giving wind, 
Rivers their banks in their jubilee rending, 
Fast through the valleys a reckless course wending, 
Wider and ...Read More

by Schiller, Friedrich von
...ite circle of song.

Strong, and proud, and self-depending,
Man's cold bosom beats alone;
Heart with heart divinely blending,
In the love that gods have known,
Soul's sweet interchange of feeling,
Melting tears--he never knows,
Each hard sense the hard one steeling,
Arms against a world of foes.

Alive, as the wind-harp, how lightly soever
If wooed by the zephyr, to music will quiver,
Is woman to hope and to fear;
All, tender one! still at the shadow of grieving,
How ...Read More

by Pound, Ezra
...y effort,
But never of The Lady Valentine's vocation:

Poetry, her border of ideas,
The edge, uncertain, but a means of blending
With other strata
Where the lower and higher have ending;

A hook to catch the Lady Jane's attention,
A modulation toward the theatre,
Also, in the case of revolution,
A possible friend and comforter.

* * * 

Conduct, on the other hand, the soul
"Which the highest cultures have nourished"
To Fleet St. where
Dr. Johnson flourished;

Besi...Read More

by von Goethe, Johann Wolfgang
...rong;
Yes, they're coming,--yes, descending

To the valley from the height,

MENALCAS.

Let us haste, our footsteps blending

With the rhythm of the song!
Yes, they come; their course they're bending

Tow'rd the wood's green sward so bright.

CHORUS.
[Gradually becoming louder.]

Yes, we hither come, attending

With the harmony of song,
As the hours their race are ending

On this day of blest delight.

ALL.

Let none reveal
The thoughts we feel,
The ai...Read More

by Dyke, Henry Van
...
Like an enchanted boat
Upon the downward-gliding stream,
Toward the allegro's wide, bright sea
Of dancing, glittering, blending tone,
Where every instrument is sounding free,
And harps like wedding-chimes are rung, and trumpets blown
Around the barque of love
That sweeps, with smiling skies above,
A royal galley, many-oared,
Into the happy harbour of the perfect chord.


IX

IRIS

Light to the eye and Music to the ear,--
These are the builders of the bridge that springs
...Read More

by Whitman, Walt
...treasur’d every note; 
For once, and more than once, dimly, down to the beach gliding, 
Silent, avoiding the moonbeams, blending myself with the shadows, 
Recalling now the obscure shapes, the echoes, the sounds and sights after their sorts,
The white arms out in the breakers tirelessly tossing, 
I, with bare feet, a child, the wind wafting my hair, 
Listen’d long and long. 

Listen’d, to keep, to sing—now translating the notes, 
Following you, my brother.

7
Soothe! ...Read More

by Bronte, Charlotte
...rtain soft aside,
Look where yon thick branches chasten
Noon, with shades of eventide.
In that glade, where foliage blending
Forms a green arch overhead,
Sits thy rival thoughtful bending
O'er a stand with papers spread­
Motionless, his fingers plying 
That untired, unresting pen; 
Time and tide unnoticed flying, 
There he sits­the first of men ! 
Man of conscience­man of reason; 
Stern, perchance, but ever just; 
Foe to falsehood, wrong, and treason, 
Honour's shield, an...Read More

by Whitman, Walt
...d of the mountains! 
Personified dim shapes! you hidden orchestras! 
You serenades of phantoms, with instruments alert,
Blending, with Nature’s rhythmus, all the tongues of nations; 
You chords left us by vast composers! you choruses! 
You formless, free, religious dances! you from the Orient! 
You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts; 
You sounds from distant guns, with galloping cavalry!
Echoes of camps, with all the different bugle-calls! 
Trooping tumultuous, fi...Read More

by Wilcox, Ella Wheeler
...easure on the way, 
She with the yearning eyes so full of Love, 
Whom thou disdained to seek for glory's goal.'
Two blending paths beneath God's arching skies
Lead straight to Pleasure. Ah, blind heart of youth, 
Not up fame's height, not toward the base god's goal, 
Doth Pleasure make her way, but 'neath calm skies
Where Duty walks with Love in endless youth....Read More

by Brontë, Emily
...breezes
Enchant annd soothe thee still -
I know my sunshine pleases
Despite thy wayward will - 

When day with evening blending
Sinks from the summer sky,
I've seen thy spirit bending
In fond idolotry - 

I've watched thee every hour -
I know my mighty sway -
I know my magic power
To drive thy griefs away - 

Few hearts to mortal given
On earth so wildly pine
Yet none would ask a Heaven
More like this Earth than thine - 

Then let my winds caress thee -
Thy comrade let me be...Read More

by Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
...pon the sands, 
Decked with flags and streamers gay, 
In honor of her marriage day, 
Her snow-white signals fluttering, blending, 
Round her like a veil descending, 
Ready to be 
The bride of the gray old sea. 
On the deck another bride 
Is standing by her lover's side. 
Shadows from the flags and shrouds, 
Like the shadows cast by clouds, 
Broken by many a sunny fleck, 
Fall around them on the deck. 
The prayer is said, 
The service read, 
The joyous bridegroom b...Read More

by Scott, Sir Walter
...fountain lending,
          And the wild breeze, thy wilder minstrelsy;
     Thy numbers sweet with nature's vespers blending,
          With distant echo from the fold and lea,
     And herd-boy's evening pipe, and hum of housing bee.

     Yet, once again, farewell, thou Minstrel Harp!
          Yet, once again, forgive my feeble sway,
     And little reck I of the censure sharp
          May idly cavil at an idle lay.
     Much have I owed thy strains on life's ...Read More

by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...s go foraging
For bits of childhood song they treasure. 

And like a giant harp that hums 
On always, and is always blending 
The coming of what never comes 
With what has past and had an ending,
The City trembles, throbs, and pounds 
Outside, and through a thousand sounds 
The small intolerable drums 
Of Time are like slow drops descending. 

Bereft enough to shame a sage
And given little to long sighing, 
With no illusion to assuage 
The lonely changelessness of dyi...Read More

by Holmes, Oliver Wendell
...Behold the rocky wall 
That down its sloping sides 
Pours the swift rain-drops, blending, as they fall, 
In rushing river-tides! 
Yon stream, whose sources run 
Turned by a pebble's edge, 
Is Athabasca, rolling toward the sun 
Through the cleft mountain-ledge. 
The slender rill had strayed, 
But for the slanting stone, 
To evening's ocean, with the tangled braid 
Of foam-flecked Oregon. 

So from the heights of Will 
Life's part...Read More

by von Goethe, Johann Wolfgang
...mur.
Oh, worthy man,
Fly from this land!

Deadly marshes,
Steaming mists of October
Here interweave their currents,
Blending for ever.

Noisome insects
Here are engender'd;
Fatal darkness
Veils their malice.

The fiery-tongued serpent,
Hard by the sedgy bank,
Stretches his pamper'd body,
Caress'd by the sun's bright beams.

Tempt no gentle night-rambles
Under the moon's cold twilight!
Loathsome toads hold their meetings
Yonder at every crossway.

Injuring ...Read More

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