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Famous Dr Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Burns, Robert
...FRIDAY first’s the day appointed
By the Right Worshipful anointed,
 To hold our grand procession;
To get a blad o’ Johnie’s morals,
And taste a swatch o’ Manson’s barrels
 I’ the way of our profession.
The Master and the Brotherhood
 Would a’ be glad to see you;
For me I would be mair than proud
 To share the mercies wi’ you.
 If Death, then, wi’ s...Read more of this...



by Burns, Robert
...Orator Bob is its ruin.


D’rymple mild! D’rymple mild, tho’ your heart’s like a child,
 And your life like the new-driven snaw,
Yet that winna save you, auld Satan must have you,
 For preaching that three’s ane an’ twa,
D’rymple mild! 5 For preaching that three’s ane an’ twa.


Rumble John! rumble John, mount the steps with a groan,
 Cry the book is with heresy cramm’d;
Then out wi’ your ladle, deal brimstone like aidle,
 And roar ev’ry note of the D—’d.
Rumble J...Read more of this...

by Burns, Robert
...KILMARNOCK wabsters, fidge an’ claw,
 An’ pour your creeshie nations;
An’ ye wha leather rax an’ draw,
 Of a’ denominations;
Swith to the Ligh Kirk, ane an’ a’
 An’ there tak up your stations;
Then aff to Begbie’s in a raw,
 An’ pour divine libations
 For joy this day.


Curst Common-sense, that imp o’ hell,
 Cam in wi’ Maggie Lauder; 1
But Oliphant 2 aft made her yell,
 An’ Russell 3 sair misca’d her:
This day Mackinlay 4 taks the flail,
 An’ he’s ...Read more of this...

by Carew, Thomas
...ak'd prose, thy dust, 
Such as th' unscissor'd churchman from the flower 
Of fading rhetoric, short-liv'd as his hour, 
Dry as the sand that measures it, should lay 
Upon thy ashes, on the funeral day? 
Have we no voice, no tune? Didst thou dispense 
Through all our language, both the words and sense? 
'Tis a sad truth. The pulpit may her plain 
And sober Christian precepts still retain, 
Doctrines it may, and wholesome uses, frame, 
Grave homilies and lectures, but the f...Read more of this...

by Tebb, Barry
...have been carved

Out of indigenous rock and the bridge itself,

Arch by arch, was made of Hunslet iron and brought

On drays two hundred yards from the foundry where

They forged it and it was laid, cantilever by cantilever

By local men hammering home the bolts

From the Hunslet Nail Works.

They fashioned a toll-gate and a keeper came

And sat in a booth with his pipe and a ledger

To take down comings and goings in the curious

Copper-plate of the Hunslet Board School...Read more of this...



by Ginsberg, Allen
...ers sprouting
 thru thin gas clouds,
 Tamalpais black-breasted above Pacific azure
 Berkeley hills pine-covered below--
Dr Leary in his brown house scribing Independence
 Declaration
 typewriter at window
 silver panorama in natural eyeball--

Sacramento valley rivercourse's Chinese 
 dragonflames licking green flats north-hazed
 State Capitol metallic rubble, dry checkered fields
 to Sierras- past Reno, Pyramid Lake's 
 blue Altar, pure water in Nevada sands' 
 brown wastela...Read more of this...

by Field, Eugene
...TO MISS GRACE KING

Down in the old French quarter,
Just out of Rampart street,
I wend my way
At close of day
Unto the quaint retreat
Where lives the Voodoo Doctor
By some esteemed a sham,
Yet I'll declare there's none elsewhere
So skilled as Doctor Sam
With the claws of a deviled crawfish,
The juice of the prickly prune,
And the quivering dew
From a yarb ...Read more of this...

by Reeser, Jennifer
...re pleasure
turned into sacrilege hungry to threaten the dead.
So many secrets you whispered -- but I, like a child
drawn to myself, hale and hearty to hear my own weeping,
bored by your ghost stories, left you both late and too soon.
Sunshine deserted or altered the tops of the grasses
subtly, with each changing breeze, as the shadows required --
dark, but not black, like my hair; and you claimed that each instant
some auburn-browed woman appeared, I re-entered your ...Read more of this...

by Pope, Alexander
...and poetry, and Pope.

Friend to my life! (which did not you prolong,
The world had wanted many an idle song)
What drop or nostrum can this plague remove?
Or which must end me, a fool's wrath or love?
A dire dilemma! either way I'm sped,
If foes, they write, if friends, they read me dead.
Seiz'd and tied down to judge, how wretched I!
Who can't be silent, and who will not lie;
To laugh, were want of goodness and of grace,
And to be grave, exceeds all pow'r of face.Read more of this...

by Pound, Ezra
...osial
Made way for macerations;
Caliban casts out Ariel.

All things are a flowing,
Sage Heracleitus says;
But a tawdry cheapness
Shall reign throughout our days.

Even the Christian beauty
Defects -- after Samothrace;
We see to kalon
Decreed in the market place.

Faun's flesh is not to us,
Nor the saint's vision.
We have the press for wafer;
Franchise for circumcision.

All men, in law, are equals.
Free of Peisistratus,
We choose a knave or an eunuch
...Read more of this...

by Berry, Wendell
...I.

The poem is important, but
not more than the people
whose survival it serves,

one of the necessities, so they may
speak what is true, and have
the patience for beauty: the weighted

grainfield, the shady street,
the well-laid stone and the changing tree
whose branches spread above.

For want of songs and stories
they have dug away the soil,
pa...Read more of this...

by Smart, Christopher
...arps which are not in God's natural key. 

For where Accusation takes the place of encouragement a man of Genius is driven to act the vices of a fool. 

For the Devil can set a house on fire, when the inhabitants find combustibles. 

For the old account of time is the true -- Decr 28th 1759-60 -- -- -- 

For Faith as a grain of mustard seed is to believe, as I do, that an Eternity is such in respect to the power and magnitude of Almighty God. 

For a DREAM is ...Read more of this...

by Smart, Christopher
...n's Voyage and Psalm 98th ix. 

Let Fisher, house of Fisher rejoice with Sandastros kind of burning stone with gold drops in the body of it. God be gracious to Fisher of Cambridge and to all of his name and kindred. 

Let Fuller, house of Fuller rejoice with Perileucos a precious stone with a white thread descending from its face to the bottom. 

Let Thorpe, house of Thorpe rejoice with Xystios an ordinary stone of the Jasper-kind. 

Let Alban, house of Al...Read more of this...

by Lowell, Amy
...e's little waves that day! A 
steely silver, underlined with blue,
And flashing where the round clouds, blown away, Let drop the 
yellow sunshine to gleam through
And tip the edges of the waves with shifts And spots of whitest 
fire, hard like gems
Cut from the midnight moon they were, and sharp As 
wind through leafless stems.
The Lady Eunice walked between the drifts
Of blooming cherry-trees, and watched the rifts
Of clouds drawn through the river's azure warp.

II
...Read more of this...

by Carruth, Hayden
..."Form follows function follows form . . . , etc."

   --Dr. J. Anthony Wadlington

Here I am writing my first villanelle
At seventy-two, and feeling old and tired--
"Hey, Pops, why dontcha give us the old death knell?"--

And writing it what's more on the rim of hell
In blazing Arizona when all I desired
Was north and solitude and not a villanelle,

Working from memory and not remembering well
How many st...Read more of this...

by Lowell, Amy
...winding, interlacing, unwinding, scattering;
tortured twinings, tossings, creakings. Wind flinging 
branches apart,
drawing them together, whispering and whining among them. A 
waning,
lobsided moon cutting through black clouds. A stream 
of pebbles and earth
and the empty spade gleams clear in the moonlight, then is rammed 
again
into the black earth. Tramping of feet. Men 
and horses.
Squeaking of wheels.
"Whoa! Ready, Jim?"
"All ready."
Some...Read more of this...

by McGonagall, William Topaz
...lie side by side in one grave,
But I hope God in His goodness their souls will save. 

And may He protect their children that are left behind,
And may they always food and raiment find;
And from the paths of virtue may they ne'er be led,
And may they always find a house wherein to lay their head. 

Lord Dalhousie was a man worthy of all praise,
And to his memory I hope a monument the people will raise,
That will stand for many ages to came
To commemorate the good deed...Read more of this...

by Blake, William
...k its way, 
There Gates of Death let in the Day, 
Broke down from every chain and bar; 
And Satan in His spiritual war 
Dragg’d at His chariot-wheels: loud howl’d 
The God of this world: louder roll’d 
The chariot-wheels, and louder still 
His voice was heard from Zion’s Hill, 
And in His hand the scourge shone bright; 
He scourg’d the merchant Canaanite 
From out the Temple of His Mind, 
And in his body tight does bind 
Satan and all his hellish crew; 
And thus with wrath He...Read more of this...

by Anonymous,
...ng here,
  Pray, doc-tor, use your ut-most skill.

And dol-ly, if you would get well,
  Hold out your arm, that Dr. Gray
May feel your tiny pulse, and tell
  What best will take the pain a-way.

And do not say: "I will not touch
  That nas-ty phy-sic, nor the pill."
If lit-tle dolls will eat too much,
  They must not won-der if they're ill.

If your mam-ma ate too much cake,
  She would be very poor-ly too,
And nas-ty phy-sic have to take;
...Read more of this...

by Hecht, Anthony
...
And so the prospect for my father now
Of losing me is like having to lose her twice.
I know he frets about me. Dr. Frazer
Tells me he phones in every single day,
Hoping that things will take a turn for the better.
But with leukemia things don't improve.
It's like a sort of blizzard in the bloodstream,
A deep, severe, unseasonable winter,
Burying everything. The white blood cells
Multiply crazily and storm around,
Out of control. The chemotherapy
H...Read more of this...

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