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Famous Crafty Poems by Famous Poets

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...—until he came. 
We stood together under it that day, 
When he, by some ungovernable chance, 
All foreign to the former crafty care
That he had used never to cross my favor, 
Told of a lie that stained a friend of mine 
With a false blot that a few days washed off. 
A trifle now, but a boy’s honor then— 
Which then was everything. There were some words
Between us, but I don’t remember them. 
All I remember is a bursting flood 
Of half a year’s accumulated hate, 
And his incre...Read more of this...
by Robinson, Edwin Arlington



...ng,
Fled to his warship;
Fleeted his vessel to sea with the king in it,
Saving his life on the fallow flood. 

Also the crafty one,
Constantinus,
Crept to his north again,
Hoar-headed hero! 

Slender warrant had
He to be proud of
The welcome of war-knives--
He that was reft of his
Folk and his friends that had
Fallen in conflict,
Leaving his son too
Lost in the carnage,
Mangled to morsels,
A youngster in war! 

Slender reason had
He to be glad of
The clash of the war-glaive--...Read more of this...
by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...those he found
keenest for battle—one of some fifteen men
seeking the surge-wood, the warrior leading the way,
a sea-crafty man to the limit of the shore. (ll. 205-09)

The time went forth—the ship was upon the waves,
the boat under the sea-cliffs. The warriors made ready,
mounting the prow. The currents wound about,
stream against the sand. The soldiers carried
onto the lap of the ship bright treasures,
and magnificent war-fittings. Then men shoved out,
warriors o...Read more of this...
by Anonymous,
...C  was a catWho ran after a rat;But his courage did failWhen she seized on his tail. c Crafty old cat!...Read more of this...
by Lear, Edward
...one's throw, glad their foe is hurt: 
Put case such pipe could prattle and boast forsooth 
"I catch the birds, I am the crafty thing, 
I make the cry my maker cannot make 
With his great round mouth; he must blow through mine!' 
Would not I smash it with my foot? So He. 


But wherefore rough, why cold and ill at ease? 
Aha, that is a question! Ask, for that, 
What knows,--the something over Setebos 
That made Him, or He, may be, found and fought, 
Worsted, drove off and did ...Read more of this...
by Browning, Robert



...lent theralofte;
The stif mon steppez theron, and the stel hondelez,
Dubbed in a dublet of a dere tars,
And sythen a crafty capados, closed aloft,
That wyth a bryyght blaunner was bounden withinne.
Thenne set thay the sabatounz vpon the segge fotez,
His legez lapped in stel with luflych greuez,
With polaynez piched therto, policed ful clene,
Aboute his knez knaged wyth knotez of golde;

Queme quyssewes then, that coyntlych closed
His thik thrawen thyyghez, with thw...Read more of this...
by Eliot, T S (Thomas Stearns)
...
And paid your debts, and kept you in my house, 
And brought you here to make a man of you! 
You Robert Juet, ancient, crafty man, 
Toothless and tremulous, how many times
Have I employed you as a master's mate
To give you bread? And you Abacuck Prickett, 
You sailor-clerk, you salted puritan, 
You knew the plot and silently agreed, 
Salving your conscience with a pious lie!
Yes, all of you -- hounds, rebels, thieves! Bring back
My ship!
Too late, -- I rave, -- they cannot h...Read more of this...
by Dyke, Henry Van
...the British crown?
Say, will this paltry Pole secure
Your forfeit heads from Gage's power?
Attack'd by heroes brave and crafty,
Is this to stand your ark of safety;
Or driven by Scottish laird and laddie,
Think ye to rest beneath its shadow?
When bombs, like fiery serpents, fly,
And balls rush hissing through the sky,
Will this vile Pole, devote to freedom,
Save like the Jewish pole in Edom;
Or like the brazen snake of Moses,
Cure your crackt skulls and batter'd noses?


"Ye ...Read more of this...
by Trumbull, John
...d one eye askew,
So false, he partly took himself for true;
Whose pious talk, when most his heart was dry,
Made wet the crafty crowsfoot round his eye;
Who, never naming God except for gain,
So never took that useful name in vain;
Made Him his catspaw and the Cross his tool,
And Christ the bait to trap his dupe and fool;
Nor deeds of gift, but gifts of grace he forged,
And snakelike slimed his victim ere he gorged;
And oft at Bible meetings, o'er the rest
Arising, did his hol...Read more of this...
by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...
To most of you, you cockled corn. 
I've known dogs to leave their dinner, 
Nosing a kind heart in a sinner. 
Poor old Crafty wagged his tail 
The day I first came home from jail. 
When all my folk, so primly clad, 
Glowered black and thought me mad,. 
And muttered how they'd all expected. 
(I've thought of that old dog for years, 
And of how near I come to tears.) 

But you, you minds of bread and cheese, 
Are less divine tha[n] that dog's fleas, 
You suck blood from kindly...Read more of this...
by Masefield, John
...We shall take our station, dirt beneath his feet,
While his hired captains jeer us in the street.

Cruel in the shadow, crafty in the sun,
Far beyond his borders shall his teachings run.

Sloven, sullen, savage, secret, uncontrolled,
Laying on a new land evil of the old--

Long-forgotten bondage, dwarfing heart and brain--
All our fathers died to loose he shall bind again.

Here is nought at venture, random nor untrue
Swings the wheel full-circle, brims the cup anew.

Here is...Read more of this...
by Kipling, Rudyard
...d us much. 
I'll stake my ruby ring upon it you did.' 

She held it out; and as a parrot turns 
Up through gilt wires a crafty loving eye, 
And takes a lady's finger with all care, 
And bites it for true heart and not for harm, 
So he with Lilia's. Daintily she shrieked 
And wrung it. 'Doubt my word again!' he said. 
'Come, listen! here is proof that you were missed: 
We seven stayed at Christmas up to read; 
And there we took one tutor as to read: 
The hard-grained Muses of ...Read more of this...
by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...body find the grave that gapes? 

"John of Douay shall effect my plan, 
Set me on horseback here aloft, 
Alive, as the crafty sculptor can, 

"In the very square I have crossed so oft: 
That men may admire, when future suns 
Shall touch the eyes to a purpose soft, 

"While the mouth and the brow stay brave in bronze -- 
Admire and say, 'When he was alive 
How he would take his pleasure once!'

"And it shall go hard but I contrive 
To listen the while, and laugh in my tomb 
A...Read more of this...
by Browning, Robert
...nt to her bed
and knocked upon it and it sank into the earth.
They descended down the opening
one after the other. They crafty soldier
put on his invisisble cloak and followed.
Yikes, said the youngest daughter,
something just stepped on my dress.
But the oldest thought it just a nail.

Next stood an avenue of trees,
each leaf make of sterling silver.
The soldier took a leaf for proof.
The youngest heard the branch break
and said, Oof! Who goes there?
But the oldest said, Tho...Read more of this...
by Sexton, Anne
...er lived, may fight
My enemy and hope; demons for fright
Jabber and scream about him in the night;
For he is strong and crafty as the seas
That sprang under the Seven Hazel Trees,
And I must needs endure and hate and weep,
Until the gods and demons drop asleep,
Hearing Acdh touch thc mournful strings of gold.'

'Is he so dreadful?'
 'Be not over-bold,
But fly while still you may.'
 And thereon I:
'This demon shall be battered till he die,
And his loose bulk be thrown in the l...Read more of this...
by Yeats, William Butler
...e father, strong, self-sufficient, manly, mean, anger’d, unjust; 
The blow, the quick loud word, the tight bargain, the crafty lure,
The family usages, the language, the company, the furniture—the yearning and swelling
 heart, 
Affection that will not be gainsay’d—the sense of what is real—the thought
 if,
 after
 all, it should prove unreal, 
The doubts of day-time and the doubts of night-time—the curious whether and how, 
Whether that which appears so is so, or is it all fl...Read more of this...
by Whitman, Walt
...would twine in
Her bridal-garland;
Youths its fruit are seeking.

See, the autumn cometh!
The caterpillar
Sighs to the crafty spider,--
Sighs that the tree will not fade.

Hov'ring thither
From out her yew-tree dwelling,
The gaudy foe advances
Against the kindly tree,

And cannot hurt it,
But the more artful one
Defiles with nauseous venom
Its silver leaves;

And sees with triumph
How the maiden shudders,
The youth, how mourns he,
On passing by.

Transplant the beauteous tre...Read more of this...
by von Goethe, Johann Wolfgang
...t, but echoes right ; Or blind affection, which doth ne'er advance The truth, but gropes, and urgeth all by chance ; Or crafty malice might pretend this praise, And think to ruin where it seemed to raise. These are, as some infamous bawd or whore Should praise a matron ; what could hurt her more ? But thou art proof against them, and, indeed, Above the ill fortune of them, or the need.  I therefore will begin: Soul of the age! The applause ! delight ! the wonder of our stage!...Read more of this...
by Jonson, Ben
...many a jasmine March night?

Tiring din of the conversations,
Yellow chandelier's lifeless light
And the glimmer of crafty gadgets
Underneath the arm raised and light.

My companion looks at her with hope
And to her flashes a smile..
O my happy and wealthy heir,
Read from my will.

 * III * 



May Snow

Upon fresh ground falls and melts
At once unnoticed a thin film.
The harsh and chilly spring
The ripened buds does kill.
Sight of early death is so ...Read more of this...
by Akhmatova, Anna
...cinnabar, 
Where first two men spread wings for flight and dared the hawk afar. 

There stands the cunning workman, the crafty past all praise, 
The man who chained the Minotaur, the man who built the Maze. 
His young son is beside him and the boy's face is a light, 
A light of dawn and wonder and of valor infinite. 

Their great vans beat the cloven air, like eagles they mount up, 
Motes in the wine of morning, specks in a crystal cup, 
And lest his wings should melt apace o...Read more of this...
by Benet, Stephen Vincent

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