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Famous Confesses Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Burns, Robert
...
 Not a hope that dare attend,
The wide world is all before us—
 But a world without a friend.


 Note 1. Burns confesses that his Jacobtism was merely sentimental “except when my passions were heated by some accidental cause,” and a tour through the country where Montrose, Claverhouse, and Prince Charles had fought, was cause enough. Strathallan fell gloriously at Culloden.—Lang. [back]...Read more of this...



by Jennings, Elizabeth
...him in the eye of the angry tiger,
In the sign of a child stepping at last into sleep,
In whatever touches, graces and confesses,
In hopes fulfilled or forgotten, in promises

Kept, in the resignation of old men -
This spirit, this power, this holder together of space
Is about, is aware, is working in your breathing.
But most he is the need that shows in hunger
And in the tears shed in the lonely fastness.
And in sorrow after anger....Read more of this...

by Jarrell, Randall
...he blazing square
The eyes shift, in their taciturn
And unavowing, unavailable sorrow.
Yet the intonation of a name confesses
Some secrets that they never meant
To let out to a soul; and what words would not dim
The bowed and weathered heads above the denim
Or the once-too-often washed wash dresses?
They are subdued to their own element.
One day
The red, clay face
Is lowered to the naked clay;
After some words, the body is forsaken
The shadows lengthen, and a dreaming...Read more of this...

by Crashaw, Richard
...th than love....

Since 'tis not to be had at home,
She'll travel for a martyrdom.
No home for her, confesses she,
But where she may a martyr be.
She'll to the Moors, and trade with them
For this unvalued diadem;
She offers them her dearest breath,
With Christ's name in 't, in charge for death:
She'll bargain with them, and will give
Them God, and teach them how to live
In Him; or, if they this deny,
For Him she'll teach them how to die.
So shall s...Read more of this...

by Cowper, William
...s
Than all your works beside.

In Jesus is our store,
Grace issues from His throne;
Whoever says, "I want no more,"
Confesses he has done....Read more of this...



by Meredith, George
...chanced his lips did meet her forehead cool. 
She had no blush, but slanted down her eye. 
Shamed nature, then, confesses love can die: 
And most she punishes the tender fool 
Who will believe what honours her the most! 
Dead! is it dead? She has a pulse, and flow 
Of tears, the price of blood-drops, as I know, 
For whom the midnight sobs around Love's ghost, 
Since then I heard her, and so will sob on. 
The love is here; it has but changed its aim. 
O bitter ...Read more of this...

by Hannah, Sophie
...t with the rich and the poor
But he sadly admits that he's never
Slept with a poet before.

Real poets are rare, he confesses,
While it's easy to find a cashier.
So I give him some poets' addresses
And consider a change of career....Read more of this...

by Petrarch, Francesco
...SONNET I. Voi, ch' ascoltate in rime sparse il suono. HE CONFESSES THE VANITY OF HIS PASSION  Ye who in rhymes dispersed the echoes hearOf those sad sighs with which my heart I fedWhen early youth my mazy wanderings led,Fondly diverse from what I now appear,Read more of this...

by Petrarch, Francesco
...SONNET LX. Io son sì stanco sotto 'l fascio antico. HE CONFESSES HIS ERRORS, AND THROWS HIMSELF ON THE MERCY OF GOD.  Evil by custom, as by nature frail,I am so wearied with the long disgrace,That much I dread my fainting in the raceShould let th' origin...Read more of this...

by Petrarch, Francesco
...SONNET LXXXV. Tennemi Amor anni ventuno ardendo. HE CONFESSES AND REGRETS HIS SINS, AND PRAYS GOD TO SAVE HIM FROM ETERNAL DEATH.  Love held me one and twenty years enchain'd,His flame was joy—for hope was in my grief!For ten more years I wept without relief,Read more of this...

by Petrarch, Francesco
...SONNET LXXXVI. I' vo piangendo i miei passati tempi. HE HUMBLY CONFESSES THE ERRORS OF HIS PAST LIFE, AND PRAYS FOR DIVINE GRACE.  Weeping, I still revolve the seasons flownIn vain idolatry of mortal things;Not soaring heavenward; though my soul had wingsRead more of this...

by Paterson, Andrew Barton
...d--n you well. 
Then, shedding his coat, he approaches the goat 
And, while a red fillet he carefully pins on him, 
Confesses the whole of the Israelites' sins on him. 
With this eloquent burst he exhorts the accurst -- 
"Go forth in the desert and perish in woe, 
The sins of the people are whiter than snow!" 
Then signs to his pal "for to let the brute go". 
(That "pal" as I've heard, is an elegant word, 
Derived from the Persian "Palaykhur" or "Pallaghur"), 
As ...Read more of this...

by McGonagall, William Topaz
...ay,
At least many sensible men do say,
Had they been supported on each side with buttresses,
At least many sensible men confesses,
For the stronger we our houses do build,
The less chance we have of being killed....Read more of this...

by Graves, Robert
...he elder,
Fear in your heart cries to the loving-cup:
Sorrow to sorrow as the sparks fly upward.
The log groans and confesses:
There is one story and one story only.

Dwell on her graciousness, dwell on her smiling,
Do not forget what flowers
The great boar trampled down in ivy time.
Her brow was creamy as the crested wave,
Her sea-blue eyes were wild
But nothing promised that is not performed....Read more of this...

by Sitwell, Dame Edith
...musk. 
The snow amygdaline 
Under the eglantine 
Where the bristling stars shine 
Like a gilt porcupine-- 
The snow confesses 
The little Princesses 
On their small chioppines 
Dance under the orpines. 
See the casuistries 
Of their slant fluttering eyes-- 
Gilt as the zodiac 
(Dancing Herodiac). 
Only the snow slides 
Like gilded myrrh-- 
From the rose-branches--hides 
Rose-roots that stir....Read more of this...

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