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Famous Directed Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Smart, Christopher
...virgin to her spouse: 
Beauteous the temple, deck'd and fill'd, 
When to the heav'n of heav'ns they build 
 Their heart-directed vows. 

 LXXX 
Beauteous, yea beauteous more than these, 
The shepherd king upon his knees, 
 For his momentous trust; 
With wish of infinite conceit, 
For man, beast, mute, the small and great, 
 And prostrate dust to dust. 

 LXXXI 
Precious the bounteous widow's mite; 
And precious, for extreme delight, 
 The largess from the churl: 
Prec...Read more of this...



by Kipling, Rudyard
...t of Charnock -- more's the pity!
 Grew a City.
As the fungus sprouts chaotic from its bed,
 So it spread --
Chance-directed, chance-erected, laid and built
 On the silt --
Palace, byre, hovel -- poverty and pride --
 Side by side;
And, above the packed and pestilential town,
 Death looked down.
But the Rulers in that City by the Sea
 Turned to flee --
Fled, with each returning spring-tide from its ills
 To the Hills.
From the clammy fogs of morning, from the blaz...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...eware what precedes the decay of the ruggedness of states and men.

Ages, precedents, have long been accumulating undirected materials, 
America brings builders, and brings its own styles. 

The immortal poets of Asia and Europe have done their work, and pass’d to other
 spheres, 
A work remains, the work of surpassing all they have done. 

America, curious toward foreign characters, stands by its own at all hazards,
Stands removed, spacious, composite, sound—init...Read more of this...

by Sidney, Sir Philip
...er yoke did vanish:

Wept they had, alas, the while,
But now teares themselues did smile,
While their eyes, by Loue directed,
Enterchangeably reflected.

Sigh they did; but now betwixt
Sighes of woe were glad sighes mixt;
With arms crost, yet testifying
restlesse rest, and liuing dying.

Their eares hungrie of each word
Which the deare tongue would afford;
But their tongues restrain'd from walking,
Till their harts had ended talking.

But when the...Read more of this...

by Service, Robert William
...per packed a tommy gun.

Well, maybe it is best that way.
Peace can mean more than liberty:
These people, state-directed, may
Be happier than those more free.
When politics wield evil grip,
And warring factions rise and fall,
Benevolent dictatorship
May be the answer, after all....Read more of this...



by Byron, George (Lord)
...A war-horse at the trumpet's sound, 
A lion roused by heedless hound, 
A tyrant waked to sudden strife 
By graze of ill-directed knife, 
Starts not to more convulsive life 
Than he, who heard that vow, display'd, 
And all, before repress'd, betray'd: 

"Now thou art mine, for ever mine, 
With life to keep, and scarce with life resign; 
Now thou art mine, that sacred oath, 
Though sworn by one, hath bound us both. 
Yes, fondly, wisely hast thou done; 
That vow hath saved m...Read more of this...

by Hugo, Victor
...bent, 
 Was hugging close that fatal box 
 For which she's ever on the watch 
 Some glance to catch 
 Suspiciously directed to its locks; 
 And Envy, too, no doubt with silent winking 
 At her green, greedy orbs, no single minute 
 Withdrawn from it, was hard a-thinking 
 Of all the shining dollars in it. 
 
 The only words that Avarice could utter, 
 Her constant doom, in a low, frightened mutter, 
 "There's not enough, enough, yet in my store!" 
 While Envy, a...Read more of this...

by Pope, Alexander
...Childless with all her Children, wants an Heir. 
To Heirs unknown descends th' unguarded store, 
Or wanders, Heav'n-directed, to the Poor. 

Pictures like these, dear Madam, to design, 
Asks no firm hand, and no unerring line; 
Some wandering touches, some reflected light, 
Some flying stroke alone can hit 'em right: 
For how should equal Colours do the knack? 
Chameleons who can paint in white and black? 

"Yet Chloe sure was form'd without a spot--" 
Nature in her t...Read more of this...

by Finch, Anne Kingsmill
...ains join'd, 
With Fences for their Guard impenetrable made; 


The juster Tempest mocks the wrong, 
And sweeps, in its directed Flight, 
Th' Inclosures of another's Right, 
Driving at once the Bounds, and licens'd Herds along. 
The Earth agen one general Scene appears; 
No regular distinction now, 
Betwixt the Grounds for Pasture, or the Plough, 
The Face of Nature wears. 


Free as the Men, who wild Confusion love, 
And lawless Liberty approve, 
Their Fellow-Brutes ...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...ur dominion won, th' Ethereal King 
Possesses lately, thither to arrive 
I travel this profound. Direct my course: 
Directed, no mean recompense it brings 
To your behoof, if I that region lost, 
All usurpation thence expelled, reduce 
To her original darkness and your sway 
(Which is my present journey), and once more 
Erect the standard there of ancient Night. 
Yours be th' advantage all, mine the revenge!" 
 Thus Satan; and him thus the Anarch old, 
With faltering ...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...th ravishment 
'Attracted by thy beauty still to gaze.' 
I rose as at thy call, but found thee not; 
To find thee I directed then my walk; 
And on, methought, alone I passed through ways 
That brought me on a sudden to the tree 
Of interdicted knowledge: fair it seemed, 
Much fairer to my fancy than by day: 
And, as I wondering looked, beside it stood 
One shaped and winged like one of those from Heaven 
By us oft seen; his dewy locks distilled 
Ambrosia; on that tree he ...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...orrespond with Heaven, 
But grateful to acknowledge whence his good 
Descends, thither with heart, and voice, and eyes 
Directed in devotion, to adore 
And worship God Supreme, who made him chief 
Of all his works: therefore the Omnipotent 
Eternal Father (for where is not he 
Present?) thus to his Son audibly spake. 
Let us make now Man in our image, Man 
In our similitude, and let them rule 
Over the fish and fowl of sea and air, 
Beast of the field, and over all the Ea...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...ching at their folds by night,
And told them the Messiah now was born,
Where they might see him; and to thee they came,
Directed to the manger where thou lay'st;
For in the inn was left no better room.
A Star, not seen before, in heaven appearing,
Guided the Wise Men thither from the East, 
To honour thee with incense, myrrh, and gold;
By whose bright course led on they found the place,
Affirming it thy star, new-graven in heaven,
By which they knew thee King of Israel bo...Read more of this...

by Tebb, Barry
...eeds 9, early fifties. Barry Tebb your friend from then

Would love to hear from you.”



The sole reply

A mis-directed estimate for papering a bungalow

In Penge. I nearly came unhinged as weeks

Ran into months of silence. Was it. I wondered.

A voice from the beyond?



The vision was given

Complete with backcloth of resplendent stars

The bridge’s grey transmuted to a sheen of pearl

The chipped steps became transparent stairs to heaven

Our worn...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...struck, he composedly cries, we have just begun our part
 of the fighting.

Only three guns are in use; 
One is directed by the captain himself against the enemy’s mainmast; 
Two, well served with grape and canister, silence his musketry and clear his
 decks. 

The tops alone second the fire of this little battery, especially the main-top; 
They hold out bravely during the whole of the action.

Not a moment’s cease; 
The leaks gain fast on the pumps—th...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...A war-horse at the trumpet's sound, 
A lion roused by heedless hound, 
A tyrant waked to sudden strife 
By graze of ill-directed knife, 
Starts not to more convulsive life 
Than he, who heard that vow, display'd, 
And all, before repress'd, betray'd: 

"Now thou art mine, for ever mine, 
With life to keep, and scarce with life resign; 
Now thou art mine, that sacred oath, 
Though sworn by one, hath bound us both. 
Yes, fondly, wisely hast thou done; 
That vow hath saved m...Read more of this...

by Carroll, Lewis
...s been proved.

"My poor client's fate now depends on your votes."
 Here the speaker sat down in his place,
And directed the Judge to refer to his notes
 And briefly to sum up the case.

But the Judge said he never had summed up before;
 So the Snark undertook it instead,
And summed it so well that it came to far more
 Than the Witnesses ever had said!

When the verdict was called for, the Jury declined,
 As the word was so puzzling to spell;
But they ventured to ...Read more of this...

by Kunitz, Stanley
...recious to me.
In my darkest night,
when the moon was covered
and I roamed through wreckage,
a nimbus-clouded voice
directed me:
"Live in the layers,
not on the litter."
Though I lack the art
to decipher it,
no doubt the next chapter
in my book of transformations
is already written.
I am not done with my changes....Read more of this...

by Cowper, William
...imself he said, "What's that?"
He drew the curtain at his side,
And forth he peep'd, but nothing spied;
Yet, by his ear directed, guess'd
Something imprison'd in the chest,
And, doubtful what, with prudent care
Resolv'd it should continue there.
At length a voice which well he knew,
A long and melancholy mew,
Saluting his poetic ears,
Consol'd him, and dispell'd his fears:
He left his bed, he trod the floor,
He 'gan in haste the drawers explore,
The lowest first, and with...Read more of this...

by Petrarch, Francesco
...inspired,Divinely bold, as when the foe retiredBefore their Heaven-directed march, amazed,When on the self-devoted men they gazed,Till they provoked their fate. And Curtius nigh,As when to heaven he cast his upward eye,And all on fire with glory's opening charms,Plunged to the Shades below wi...Read more of this...

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