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Famous Cod Poems by Famous Poets

These are examples of famous Cod poems written by well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous cod poems.

These examples illustrate what a famous cod poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate). The poems may also contain the word 'cod'.

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by Marvell, Andrew
 After two sittings, now our Lady State 
To end her picture does the third time wait. 
But ere thou fall'st to work, first, Painter, see 
If't ben't too slight...Read More
by Joyce, James
 Have you heard of one Humpty Dumpty
How he fell with a roll and a rumble
And curled up like Lord Olofa Crumple
By the butt of the Magazine Wall,
 (Chorus) Of...Read More
by Kipling, Rudyard
 Above the portico a flag-staff, bearing the Union Jack,
remained fluttering in the flames for some time, but ultimately
when it fell the crowds rent the air with shouts,
and seemed to...Read More
by Wilmot, John
 Much wine had passed, with grave discourse
Of who fucks who, and who does worse
(Such as you usually do hear
From those that diet at the Bear),
When I, who still take...Read More
by Hughes, Ted
 Freezing dusk is closing
 Like a slow trap of steel
On trees and roads and hills and all
 That can no longer feel.
 But the carp is in its depth
...Read More
by Lowell, Robert
 (For Warren Winslow, Dead At Sea)
 Let man have dominion over the fishes of the sea and
 the fowls of the air and the beasts and the whole earth,
...Read More
by Burns, Robert
 ’TWAS 1 in that place o’ Scotland’s isle,
That bears the name o’ auld King Coil,
Upon a bonie day in June,
When wearin’ thro’ the afternoon,
Twa dogs, that were na thrang...Read More
by Sexton, Anne
 This is the desk I sit at
and this is the desk where I love you too much
and this is the typewriter that sits before me
where yesterday only your body...Read More
by Lowell, Robert
 "Relinquunt Omnia Servare Rem Publicam." 

The old South Boston Aquarium stands
in a Sahara of snow now. Its broken windows are boarded.
The bronze weathervane cod has lost half its scales.
The...Read More
by Nash, Ogden
The Child Is Father Of The Man, But Not For Quite A While

So Thomas Edison
Never drank his medicine;
So Blackstone and Hoyle
Refused cod-liver oil;
So Sir Thomas Malory
Never heard of a...Read More
by Wei, Wang
There's a girl from Loyang in the door across the street, 
She looks fifteen, she may be a little older. 
...While her master rides his rapid horse with jade bit...Read More
by Service, Robert William
 I don't know how the fishes feel, but I can't help thinking it odd,
That a gay young flapper of a female eel should fall in love with a cod.
Yet...Read More
by Frost, Robert
 The fisherman's swapping a yarn for a yarn
Under the hand of the village barber,
And her in the angle of house and barn
His deep-sea dory has found a harbor.

At anchor...Read More
by Jonson, Ben
XIX. ? ON SIR COD THE PERFUMED.    That COD can get no widow, yet a knight, I scent the cause : he wooes with an ill sprite....Read More
by Jonson, Ben
L. ? TO SIR COD.         Leave, COD, tobacco-like, burnt gums to take, Or fumy clysters, thy moist lungs to bake : Arsenic would thee fit for...Read More
by Burns, Robert
 WHEN Januar’ wind was blawing cauld,
 As to the north I took my way,
The mirksome night did me enfauld,
 I knew na where to lodge till day:

By my gude...Read More
by McGonagall, William Topaz
 Twas in the year of 1842 and on the 27th of May
That six Companies of the 91st Regiment with spirits light and gay,
And forming the Second Battalion, left Naas...Read More
by Jonson, Ben
XX. ? TO THE SAME.  [SIR COD THE PERFUMED.]  The expense in odors, is a most vain sin, Except thou could'st, sir Cod, wear them within....Read More
by Owen, Wilfred
 He dropped, -- more sullenly than wearily,
Lay stupid like a cod, heavy like meat,
And none of us could kick him to his feet;
Just blinked at my revolver, blearily;
-- Didn't...Read More
by Burns, Robert
 THERE’S news, lassies, news,
 Gude news I’ve to tell!
There’s a boatfu’ o’ lads
 Come to our town to sell.

Chorus.—The wean wants a cradle,
 And the cradle wants a cod:
I’ll...Read More
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