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Famous Destructive Poems by Famous Poets

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...th Bays each ancient Altar stands,
Above the reach of Sacrilegious Hands,
Secure from Flames, from Envy's fiercer Rage,
Destructive War, and all-involving Age.
See, from each Clime the Learn'd their Incense bring;
Hear, in all Tongues consenting Paeans ring!
In Praise so just, let ev'ry Voice be join'd,
And fill the Gen'ral Chorus of Mankind!
Hail Bards Triumphant! born in happier Days;
Immortal Heirs of Universal Praise!
Whose Honours with Increase of Ages grow,
As streams r...Read more of this...
by Pope, Alexander



...'Twas in the year of 1897, and on the night of Christmas day,
That ten persons' lives were taken sway,
By a destructive fire in London, at No. 9 Dixie Street,
Alas! so great was the fire, the victims couldn't retreat. 

In Dixie Street, No. 9, if was occupied by two families,
Who were all quite happy, and sitting at their ease;
One of these was a labourer, David Barber and his wife,
And a dear little child, he loved as his life. 

Barber's mother and three sisters...Read more of this...
by McGonagall, William Topaz
...down
Comets weep and Leonids fly
Hunt the heavens and the plains
Whirled in a vortex that shall bring
The world to that destructive fire
Which burns before the ice-cap reigns.

 That was a way of putting it—not very satisfactory:
A periphrastic study in a worn-out poetical fashion,
Leaving one still with the intolerable wrestle
With words and meanings. The poetry does not matter.
It was not (to start again) what one had expected.
What was to be the value of the long looked fo...Read more of this...
by Eliot, T S (Thomas Stearns)
...s burning sands
Shall man be free!

In this our western world
Be Freedom's flag unfurl'd
Through all its shores!
May no destructive blast
Our heaven of joy o'ercast,
May Freedom's fabric last
While time endures.

If e'er her cause require!--
Should tyrants e'er aspire
To aim their stroke,
May no proud despot daunt--
Should he his standard plant,
Freedom will never want
Her hearts of oak!...Read more of this...
by Freneau, Philip
...ious Shocks of hurrying Air; 
But finding All your Ruin did conspire, 
She soon her beauteous Progeny resign'd 
To this destructive, this imperious Wind, 
That check'd your nobler Aims, and gives you to the Fire. 


Thus! have thy Cedars, Libanus, been struck 
As the lythe Oziers twisted round; 
Thus! Cadez, has thy Wilderness been shook, 
When the appalling, and tremendous Sound 
Of rattl'ing Tempests o'er you broke, 
And made your stubborn Glories bow, 
When in such Whirlwi...Read more of this...
by Finch, Anne Kingsmill



...sorrow laughs. Excess of joy weeps.
The roaring of lions, the howling of wolves, the raging of the stormy sea, and the destructive sword, are portions of eternity, too great for the eye of man.
The fox condemns the trap, not himself.
Joys impregnate. Sorrows bring forth.
Let man wear the fell of the lion, woman the fleece of the sheep.
The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship.
The selfish, smiling fool, and the sullen, frowning fool shall be both thought wise, that ...Read more of this...
by Blake, William
...ith heav'n,
Nor have our steps declined the road
Of duty thou hast giv'n;

Though dragons all around us roar
With their destructive breath,
And thine own hand has bruised us sore
Hard by the gates of death.

PAUSE.

We are exposed all day to die
As martyrs for thy cause,
As sheep for slaughter bound we lie
By sharp and bloody laws.

Awake, arise, Almighty Lord,
Why sleeps thy wonted grace?
Why should we look like men abhorred
Or banished from thy face?

Wilt thou for ever cas...Read more of this...
by Watts, Isaac
...res spread;Then in fresh mazes weave her curling hair,You kiss those bright destructive eyes, that bearThe flaming darts by which my heart has bled;My trembling heart! that oft has fondly stray'dTo seek the nymph, whose eyes such terrors wear.Methinks she's found—but oh! 'tis fancy's cheat!Methinks she's seen—but oh! 'tis lo...Read more of this...
by Petrarch, Francesco
...my heart it appals! 

Because it has caused widows and their families to shed briny tears,
For there hasn't been such a destructive fire for many years;
Whereby four brave firemen have perished in the fire,
And for better fathers or husbands no family could desire. 

'Twas about five o'clock in the morning the fire did break out,
While one of the workmen was inspecting the premises round about--
Luckily before any one had begun their work for the day--
So he instantly gave th...Read more of this...
by McGonagall, William Topaz
...estow, 
Or did from Congreve, or from Dryden flow. 
Amidst her Towers, the dedicated Horse 
Shall be receiv'd, big with destructive Force; 
Till Men shall say, when Flames have brought her down. 
" Troy is no more, and Ilium was a Town. 

Is this the way to please the Men of Taste, 
The Interrupter cries, this old Bombast? 
I'm sick of Troy, and in as great a Fright, 
When some dull Pedant wou'd her Wars recite, 
As was soft Paris, when compell'd to Fight. 


To Shades and Sp...Read more of this...
by Finch, Anne Kingsmill
...ecal
The Summer past, when Nature seem'd to lose
Her course in wild distemperature, and aid,
With seasons all revers'd, destructive War.
Shuddering, I view the pictures they have drawn
Of desolated countries, where the ground,
Stripp'd of its unripe produce, was thick strewn
With various Death--the war-horse falling there
By famine, and his rider by the sword.
The moping clouds sail'd heavy charg'd with rain,
And bursting o'er the mountains misty brow,
Deluged, as with an inl...Read more of this...
by Turner Smith, Charlotte
...hat a sterner look is wearing,
This one, scarcely cured, with daring

Wakes the strength of former days;
For the sweet, destructive flame
Pierced his marrow and his frame.
That which Amor stole before
Phoebus only can restore,
Peace, and joy, and harmony,
Aspirations pure and free.

Brethren, rise ye!
Numbers prize ye!
Deeds of worth resemble they.

Who can better than the bard
Guide a friend when gone astray?

If his duty he regard,
More he'll do, than others may.

Yes! afar...Read more of this...
by von Goethe, Johann Wolfgang
...the oak? 
Can we suppress the old Remorse? 

Ah, in what philtre, wine, or spell, 
May we drown this our ancient foe, 
Destructive glutton, gorging well, 
Patient as the ants, and slow? 
What wine, what philtre, or what spell? 

Tell it, enchantress, if you can, 
Tell me, with anguish overcast, 
Wounded, as a dying man, 
Beneath the swift hoofs hurrying past. 
Tell it, enchantress, if you can, 

To him the wolf already tears 
Who sees the carrion pinions wave, 
This broken w...Read more of this...
by Baudelaire, Charles
...sorrow laughs. Excess of joy weeps.

The roaring of lions, the howling of wolves, the raging of the
stormy sea, and the destructive sword. are portions of
eternity too great for the eye of man.

The fox condemns the trap, not himself.

Joys impregnate. Sorrows bring forth.

Let man wear the fell of the lion. woman the fleece of the sheep.

The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship.

The selfish smiling fool. & the sullen frowning fool. shall be
both thought wise. that...Read more of this...
by Blake, William
...sorrow laughs. Excess of joy weeps.
The roaring of lions, the howling of wolves, the raging of the stormy sea, and the destructive sword, are portions of
eternity, too great for the eye of man.
The fox condemns the trap, not himself.
Joys impregnate. Sorrows bring forth.
Let man wear the fell of the lion, woman the fleece of the sheep.
The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship.
The selfish, smiling fool, and the sullen, frowning fool shall be both thought wise, that ...Read more of this...
by Blake, William
...eir kind treatment he recovered speedily,
And was able to recount the disaster correctly. 

Oh! it was a fearful, and a destructive storm!
I never mind the like since I was born,
Only the Tay Bridge storm of 1879,
And both these storms will be remembered for a very long time....Read more of this...
by McGonagall, William Topaz
...in;
A happier resting-place
Its trunk deserved.

Yet the strength of its nature
To Earth's exhausting avarice,
To Air's destructive inroads,
An antidote opposed.

See how it in springtime
Coins its pale green leaves!
Their orange-fragrance
Poisons each flyblow straight.

The caterpillar's tooth
Is blunted by them;
With silv'ry hues they gleam
In the bright sunshine,

Its twigs the maiden
Fain would twine in
Her bridal-garland;
Youths its fruit are seeking.

See, the autumn co...Read more of this...
by von Goethe, Johann Wolfgang
...Ones I a Poet see ? 

The Great Ones? who their Ill-spent time devide, 
'Twixt dang'rous Politicks, and formal Pride, 
Destructive Vice, expensive Vanity, 
In worse Ways yet, if Worse there any be: 
Leave to Inferiours the despised Arts, 
Let their Retainers be the Men of Parts. 
But here with Wonder and with Joy I find, 
I'th'Noble Born, a no less Noble Mind; 
One, who on Ancestors, does not rely
For Fame, in Merit, as in Title, high! 

 The Severe Goddess thus approv'd the...Read more of this...
by Killigrew, Anne
...such a tempest shook the land,
How could unguarded Virtue stand!
With horror, grief, despair, the Dean
Beheld the dire destructive scene:
His friends in exile, or the tower,
Himself within the frown of power,
Pursued by base envenomed pens,
Far to the land of slaves and fens;
A servile race in folly nursed,
Who truckle most when treated worst.
By innocence and resolution,
He bore continual persecution;
While numbers to preferment rose,
Whose merits were, to be his foes;
When...Read more of this...
by Swift, Jonathan
...y follower?
Who would sign himself a candidate for my affections? 

The way is suspicious—the result uncertain, perhaps destructive; 
You would have to give up all else—I alone would expect to be your God, sole and
 exclusive, 
Your novitiate would even then be long and exhausting, 
The whole past theory of your life, and all conformity to the lives around you, would have
 to
 be
 abandon’d;
Therefore release me now, before troubling yourself any further—Let go your hand from...Read more of this...
by Whitman, Walt

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