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Famous Cramped Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Browning, Robert
...Long he lived nameless: how should spring take note
Winter would follow?
Till lo, the little touch, and youth was gone!
Cramped and diminished,
Moaned he, ``New measures, other feet anon!
``My dance is finished?''
No, that's the world's way: (keep the mountain-side,
Make for the city!)
He knew the signal, and stepped on with pride
Over men's pity;
Left play for work, and grappled with the world
Bent on escaping:
``What's in the scroll,'' quoth he, ``thou keepest furled?
``Sho...Read more of this...



by Kipling, Rudyard
...l went up from the peoples: -- "Ay, sign -- give rest, for we die!"
A hand was stretched to the goose-quill, a fist was cramped to scrawl,
When -- the laugh of a blue-eyed maiden ran clear through the council-hall.

And each one heard Her laughing as each one saw Her plain --
Saidie, Mimi, or Olga, Gretchen, or Mary Jane.
And the Spirit of Man that is in Him to the light of the vision woke;
And the men drew back from the paper, as a Yankee delegate spoke: --

"There's...Read more of this...

by Hardy, Thomas
...s that if way to the Better there be, it exacts a full look 
at the Worst, 
Who feels that delight is a delicate growth cramped by crookedness, 
custom, and fear, 
Get him up and be gone as one shaped awry; he disturbs the order 
here. 
De Profundis 

III 

"Heu mihi, quia incolatus meus prolongatus est! Habitavi cum 
habitantibus Cedar; multum incola fuit aninia mea."--Ps. cxix. 

There have been times when I well might have passed and the ending 
have come -...Read more of this...

by Plath, Sylvia
...iteness.
The day I woke, I woke on Churchyard Hill.
I found your name, I found your bones and all
Enlisted in a cramped necropolis
your speckled stone skewed by an iron fence.

In this charity ward, this poorhouse, where the dead
Crowd foot to foot, head to head, no flower
Breaks the soil. This is Azalea path.
A field of burdock opens to the south.
Six feet of yellow gravel cover you.
The artificial red sage does not stir
In the basket of plastic e...Read more of this...

by Smith, Stevie
...I remember the Roman Emperor, one of the cruellest of them,
Who used to visit for pleasure his poor prisoners cramped in dungeons,
So then they would beg him for death, and then he would say:
Oh no, oh no, we are not yet friends enough.
He meant they were not yet friends enough for him to give them death.
So I fancy my Muse says, when I wish to die:
Oh no, Oh no, we are not yet friends enough,

And Virtue also says:
We are not yet friends enough.

How ca...Read more of this...



by Gregory, Rg
...d men could outdo friar tuck
so ravenous their faith blown off the sea
that god lived in the stomach raucously

perhaps cramped into scotts i felt it most
that you belonged in a living sea of men
who shared the one blood-vision of a coast
tides washed you to but washed you off again
too much history made the struggle plain
but all the time there was this rough-hewn glimmer
that truth wore dirty clothes and ate its dinner

at midday - scotts was a parliament of sorts
where wha...Read more of this...

by Pound, Ezra
...I am withered with waiting till my spring cometh!
Or crouch covetous of warmth
O'er scant-logged ingle blaze,
Must take cramped joy in tomed Longinus
That, read I him first time
The woods agleam with summer
Or mid desirous winds of spring,
Had set me singing spheres
Or made heart to wander forth among warm roses
Or curl in grass next neath a kindly moon....Read more of this...

by Seeger, Alan
...ine every breath to stir; 
Oft when her full-blown periods recur, 
To see the birth of day's transparent moon 
Far from cramped walls may fading afternoon 
Find me expectant on some rising lawn; 
Often depressed in dewy grass at dawn, 
Me, from sweet slumber underneath green boughs, 
Ere the stars flee may forest matins rouse, 
Afoot when the great sun in amber floods 
Pours horizontal through the steaming woods 
And windless fumes from early chimneys start 
And many a cock-c...Read more of this...

by Wilbur, Richard
...It is a cramped little state with no foreign policy,
Save to be thought inoffensive. The grammar of the language
Has never been fathomed, owing to the national habit
Of allowing each sentence to trail off in confusion.
Those who have visited Scusi, the capital city,
Report that the railway-route from Schuldig passes
Through country best described as unreliev...Read more of this...

by Browning, Robert
...was that snatch from out the corner South
He graced his carrion with, God curse the same!
Yet still my niche is not so cramped but thence
One sees the pulpit o' the epistle-side,
And somewhat of the choir, those silent seats,
And up into the very dome where live
The angels, and a sunbeam's sure to lurk:
And I shall fill my slab of basalt there,
And 'neath my tabernacle take my rest,
With those nine columns round me, two and two,
The odd one at my feet where Anselm stands:
Pe...Read more of this...

by Tynan, Katharine
...s ! for my swans with the human nature, 
Sick with human longings, starved for human ties, 
With their hearts all human cramped to a bird's stature. 
And the human weeping in the bird's soft eyes. 
Never shall my swans build nests in some green river, 
Never fly to Southward in the autumn gray, 
Rear no tender children, love no mates for ever; 
Robbed alike of bird's joys and of man's are they. 

Babbles Conn the youngest, 'Sister, I remember 
At my father's palac...Read more of this...

by Marvell, Andrew
...embraced, 

Unless the giddy heaven fall,
And earth some new convulsion tear;
And, us to join, the world should all
Be cramped into a planisphere. 

As lines (so loves) oblique may well
Themselves in every angle greet:
But ours so truly parallel,
Though infinite, can never meet. 

Therefore the love which us doth bind,
But Fate so enviously debars,
Is the conjunction of the mind,
And opposition of the stars....Read more of this...

by Schiller, Friedrich von
...s.
Would'st thou soar heavenward on its joyous wing?
Cast from thee, earth, the bitter and the real,
High from this cramped and dungeon being, spring
Into the realm of the ideal!

Here, bathed, perfection, in thy purest ray,
Free from the clogs and taints of clay,
Hovers divine the archetypal man!
Dim as those phantom ghosts of life that gleam
And wander voiceless by the Stygian stream,--
Fair as it stands in fields Elysian,
Ere down to flesh the immortal doth descend:--
...Read more of this...

by Hardy, Thomas
...

In new affection next I strove
To coll an ash I saw,
And he in trust received my love;
Till with my soft green claw
I cramped and bound him as I wove...
Such was my love: ha-ha!

By this I gained his strength and height
Without his rivalry.
But in my triumph I lost sight
Of afterhaps. Soon he,
Being bark-bound, flagged, snapped, fell outright,
And in his fall felled me!...Read more of this...

by Browning, Robert
...fear!
Thus lay she a moment on my breast.

IV.

Then we began to ride. My soul
Smoothed itself out, a long-cramped scroll
Freshening and fluttering in the wind.
Past hopes already lay behind.
What need to strive with a life awry?
Had I said that, had I done this,
So might I gain, so might I miss.
Might she have loved me? just as well
She might have hated, who can tell!
Where had I been now if the worst befell?
And here we are riding, she and I.

V...Read more of this...

by Bishop, Elizabeth
...ever it was painted,
and made it homelier than it was.
"Why did you bring me here to see it?
A temple of crates in cramped and crated scenery,
what can it prove?
I am tired of breathing this eroded air,
this dryness in which the monument is cracking."

It is an artifact 
of wood. Wood holds together better
than sea or cloud or and could by itself,
much better than real sea or sand or cloud.
It chose that way to grow and not to move.
The monument's an obje...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...interpreting my thoughts: 

'No doubt we seem a kind of monster to you; 
We are used to that: for women, up till this 
Cramped under worse than South-sea-isle taboo, 
Dwarfs of the gynæceum, fail so far 
In high desire, they know not, cannot guess 
How much their welfare is a passion to us. 
If we could give them surer, quicker proof-- 
Oh if our end were less achievable 
By slow approaches, than by single act 
Of immolation, any phase of death, 
We were as prompt to spr...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...read. 

'O brother, you have known the pangs we felt, 
What heats of indignation when we heard 
Of those that iron-cramped their women's feet; 
Of lands in which at the altar the poor bride 
Gives her harsh groom for bridal-gift a scourge; 
Of living hearts that crack within the fire 
Where smoulder their dead despots; and of those,-- 
Mothers,--that, with all prophetic pity, fling 
Their pretty maids in the running flood, and swoops 
The vulture, beak and talon, at the ...Read more of this...

by Benet, Stephen Vincent
...stung like a goad, 
Slashing the torn shoes from my feet, 
And all the air was bitter sleet. 

And all the land was cramped with snow, 
Steel-strong and fierce and glimmering wan, 
Like pale plains of obsidian. 
-- And yet I strove -- and I was fire 
And ice -- and fire and ice were one 
In one vast hunger of desire. 
A dim desire, of pleasant places, 
And lush fields in the summer sun, 
And logs aflame, and walls, and faces, 
-- And wine, and old ambrosial talk, ...Read more of this...

by Akhmatova, Anna
...e park
Are still colorless and thin.

The rays of dusk are burning until midnight.
How nice it is inside my cramped abode!
Today with me converse many-a-bird
About the most tender, in delight.

I'm happy. But the way,
Forest and smooth, is to me most dear,
The crippled bridge, curved a bit here,
And that remain only several days.



x x x

She came up. I did not show my worry,
Calmly looking outside the windows.
She sat down, l...Read more of this...

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