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Famous Clashed Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Horace,
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     At Picus brave Horatius
          Darted one fiery thrust;
     And the proud Umbrian's gilded arms
          Clashed in the bloody dust.

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     Then Ocnus of Falerii
          Rushed on the Roman Three;
     And Lausulus of Urgo,
          The rover of the sea;
     And Aruns of Volsinium,
          Who slew the great wild boar,
     The great wild boar that had his den
     Amidst the reeds of Cosa's fen,
     And wasted fields, an...Read more of this...



by Holmes, Oliver Wendell
...led,
And by Father Abraham bottled,
(All specked and streaked and mottled
With the scars of murderous battles,
Where he clashed the iron rattles
That gods and men he shook at,)
For all the world to look at!
God bless the great Professor!
And Madam, too, God bless her!
Bless him and all his band,
On the sea and on the land,
Bless them head and heart and hand,
Till their glorious raid is o'er,
And they touch our ransomed shore!
Then the welcome of a nation,
With its shout of ex...Read more of this...

by Kipling, Rudyard
...nd gar --
"She was very sweet," I hinted. "If a kiss had been imprinted?" --
"'Would ha' saved a world of trouble!" clashed the busy tonga-bar.
"'Been accepted or rejected!" banged and clanged the tonga-bar.

Then a notion wild and daring, 'spite the income tax's paring,
And a hasty thought of sharing -- less than many incomes are,
Made me put a question private, you can guess what I would drive at.
"You must work the sum to prove it," clanked the careless ton...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...in woodland wealth 
Of leaf, and gayest garlandage of flowers, 
Along the walls and down the board; they sat, 
And cup clashed cup; they drank and some one sang, 
Sweet-voiced, a song of welcome, whereupon 
Their common shout in chorus, mounting, made 
Those banners of twelve battles overhead 
Stir, as they stirred of old, when Arthur's host 
Proclaimed him Victor, and the day was won. 

Then Balan added to their Order lived 
A wealthier life than heretofore with these 
...Read more of this...

by Scott, Sir Walter
...my bonnet and me!’ 
Come fill up my cup, etc. 

He waved his proud hand, the trumpets were blown, 
The kettle-drums clashed and the horsemen rode on, 
Till on Ravelston’s cliffs and on Clermiston’s lee 
Died away the wild war-notes of Bonny Dundee. 
Come fill up my cup, come fill up my can, 
Come saddle the horses, and call up the men, 
Come open your gates, and let me gae free, 
For it’s up with the bonnets of Bonny Dundee!...Read more of this...



by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...and had made it spire to heaven. 
And ever and anon a knight would pass 
Outward, or inward to the hall: his arms 
Clashed; and the sound was good to Gareth's ear. 
And out of bower and casement shyly glanced 
Eyes of pure women, wholesome stars of love; 
And all about a healthful people stept 
As in the presence of a gracious king. 

Then into hall Gareth ascending heard 
A voice, the voice of Arthur, and beheld 
Far over heads in that long-vaulted hall 
The spl...Read more of this...

by Davidson, John
...d; and shrill the wire
Rang out from Hythe to Romney town.

The darkly shining salt sea drops
Streamed as the waves clashed on the shore;
The beach, with all its organ stops
Pealing again, prolonged the roar....Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...; the sudden blaze 
Far round illumined Hell. Highly they raged 
Against the Highest, and fierce with grasped arms 
Clashed on their sounding shields the din of war, 
Hurling defiance toward the vault of Heaven. 
 There stood a hill not far, whose grisly top 
Belched fire and rolling smoke; the rest entire 
Shone with a glossy scurf--undoubted sign 
That in his womb was hid metallic ore, 
The work of sulphur. Thither, winged with speed, 
A numerous brigade hastene...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...eart, and gazing at a star 
And marvelling what it was: on whom the boy, 
Across the silent seeded meadow-grass 
Borne, clashed: and Lancelot, saying, `What name hast thou 
That ridest here so blindly and so hard?' 
`No name, no name,' he shouted, `a scourge am I 
To lash the treasons of the Table Round.' 
`Yea, but thy name?' `I have many names,' he cried: 
`I am wrath and shame and hate and evil fame, 
And like a poisonous wind I pass to blast 
And blaze the crime of La...Read more of this...

by McGonagall, William Topaz
...rge body of horsemen came to the rescue,
And the wing of the Scottish army they soon did subdue;
Then swords and spears clashed on every side around,
While the still air was filled with a death-wailing sound. 

Then King James thought he'd strike an effective blow-
So he ordered his bodyguard to the plain below,
And all the nobles that were in his train,
To engage the foe hand to hand on that bloody plain. 

And to them the din of battle was only a shout of glory:
But...Read more of this...

by Masefield, John
...ke twenty drunken sailors, 
:The devil's come among the tailors." 
A blaze of flame behind me streamed, 
And then I clashed the lamps and screamed 
"I'm Satan, newly come from hell." 
And then I spied the fire bell. 

I've been a ringer, so I know 
How best to make a big bell go. 
So on to bell-rope swift swoop, 
And stick my one foot in the loop 
And heave a down-swig till I groan 
"Awake, you swine, you devil's own." 
I made the fire-bell awake, 
I felt ...Read more of this...

by Noyes, Alfred
...,
 His pistol butts a-twinkle
His rapier hilt a-twinkle, under the jewelled sky.

Over the cobbles he clattered and clashed in the dard inn-yard,
And he tapped with his whip on the shutters, but all was locked and barred; 
He whistled a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there
 But the landlord's black-eyed daughter,
 Bess, the landlord's daughter,
Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair.

And dark in the dark old inn-yard a stable-wicket cre...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...der which he made." 

`So when the sun broke next from under ground, 
All the great table of our Arthur closed 
And clashed in such a tourney and so full, 
So many lances broken--never yet 
Had Camelot seen the like, since Arthur came; 
And I myself and Galahad, for a strength 
Was in us from this vision, overthrew 
So many knights that all the people cried, 
And almost burst the barriers in their heat, 
Shouting, "Sir Galahad and Sir Percivale!" 

`But when the next day ...Read more of this...

by Chesterton, G K
...wonder and our war; 
But our rest is as far as the fire-drake swings 
And our peace is put in impossible things 
Where clashed and thundered unthinkable wings 
Round an incredible star. 

To an open house in the evening 
Home shall men come, 
To an older place than Eden 
And a taller town than Rome. 
To the end of the way of the wandering star, 
To the things that cannot be and that are, 
To the place where God was homeless 
And all men are at home....Read more of this...

by Scott, Sir Walter
...twilight forest frowned,
     Their barded horsemen in the rear
          The stern battalia crowned.
     No cymbal clashed, no clarion rang,
          Still were the pipe and drum;
     Save heavy tread, and armor's clang,
          The sullen march was dumb.
     There breathed no wind their crests to shake,
          Or wave their flags abroad;
     Scarce the frail aspen seemed to quake
          That shadowed o'er their road.
     Their vaward scouts no tidin...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...of a great fire at Yule, 
So burnt he was with passion, crying out, 
'Do battle for it then,' no more; and thrice 
They clashed together, and thrice they brake their spears. 
Then each, dishorsed and drawing, lashed at each 
So often and with such blows, that all the crowd 
Wondered, and now and then from distant walls 
There came a clapping as of phantom hands. 
So twice they fought, and twice they breathed, and still 
The dew of their great labour, and the blood 
Of...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...frozen hills. 
He heard the deep behind him, and a cry 
Before. His own thought drove him like a goad. 
Dry clashed his harness in the icy caves 
And barren chasms, and all to left and right 
The bare black cliff clanged round him, as he based 
His feet on juts of slippery crag that rang 
Sharp-smitten with the dint of armd heels-- 
And on a sudden, lo! the level lake, 
And the long glories of the winter moon. 

Then saw they how there hove a dusky barge, 
Dar...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...oes?' 'Two from the palace' I. 
'The second two: they wait,' he said, 'pass on; 
His Highness wakes:' and one, that clashed in arms, 
By glimmering lanes and walls of canvas led 
Threading the soldier-city, till we heard 
The drowsy folds of our great ensign shake 
From blazoned lions o'er the imperial tent 
Whispers of war. 
Entering, the sudden light 
Dazed me half-blind: I stood and seemed to hear, 
As in a poplar grove when a light wind wakes 
A lisping of the inn...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...rolling eyes; amazed 
They glared upon the women, and aghast 
The women stared at these, all silent, save 
When armour clashed or jingled, while the day, 
Descending, struck athwart the hall, and shot 
A flying splendour out of brass and steel, 
That o'er the statues leapt from head to head, 
Now fired an angry Pallas on the helm, 
Now set a wrathful Dian's moon on flame, 
And now and then an echo started up, 
And shuddering fled from room to room, and died 
Of fright in far...Read more of this...

by Service, Robert William
...er's bones they tried,
Their faces crisped in agony. . . .

Then as a rage rose, with tiger-bound,
They clashed and smashed, and flailed and flung,
And tripped and slipped, with hammer-pound,
And streamin sweat and straining lung,
The mighty mob roared out their joy,
And wild I heard a wench near-by
Shriek to the Frenchman: "Atta Boy!
Go to it, Jo-jo - kill the guy."

The boy from Rome was straight and slim,
And swift and springy as a bow;
The man from Met...Read more of this...

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