Famous Dialects Poems by Famous Poets
These are examples of famous Dialects poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous dialects poems. These examples illustrate what a famous dialects poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).
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...state and nation that is known beneath the sun;
The homely tongue of Scotland and the brogue of Ireland blend
With the dialects of England, right from Berwick to Lands End;
And to the busy concourse here the States have sent a part,
The land of gulches that has been immortalised by Harte;
The land where long from mining-camps the blue smoke upward curled;
The land that gave the "Partner" true and "Mliss" unto the world;
The men from all the nations in the New World and the O...Read more of this...
by
Lawson, Henry
...use Committee:
I've often known them make a fuss
Because a Ghost was French, or Russ,
Or even from the City!
"Some dialects are objected to -
For one, the IRISH brogue is:
And then, for all you have to do,
One pound a week they offer you,
And find yourself in Bogies!...Read more of this...
by
Carroll, Lewis
...thing
and grins from ear to ear
Strings are scratching their bellies
openly, enjoying it
Flutes and oboes complain
in dialects of the same tongue
Drumsticks rattle a calfskin
from the sleep of another life
because the supernatural crow
on the podium flaps his wings
and death is no excuse...Read more of this...
by
St. Vincent Millay, Edna
...er and behold them, in Germany, Italy, France, Spain—or far,
far
away,
in China, or in Russia or India—talking other dialects;
And it seems to me if I could know those men, I should become attached to them, as I do to
men
in my
own lands;
O I know we should be brethren and lovers,
I know I should be happy with them....Read more of this...
by
Whitman, Walt
...Icelandic frost thrust up
From the underground stain of a decayed Viking.
They are like pale hair and the gutturals of dialects.
Every one manages a plume of blood.
Then they grow grey like men.
Mown down, it is a feud. Their sons appear
Stiff with weapons, fighting back over the same ground....Read more of this...
by
Hughes, Ted
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