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Famous Exterior Poems by Famous Poets

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

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Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry
...de away, 
And native Genius rushes into day. 

REYNOLDS, 'tis thine with magic skill to trace 
The perfect semblance of exterior grace; 
Thy hand, by Nature guided, marks the line 
That stamps perfection on the form divine. 
'Tis thine to tint the lip with rosy die, 
To paint the softness of the melting eye; 
With auburn curls luxuriantly display'd, 
The ivory shoulders polish'd fall to shade; 
To deck the well-turn'd arm with matchless grace, 
To mark the dimpled smile on Be...Read more of this...
by Robinson, Mary Darby



...Contrast—
To ceaseless Poverty—

Of Portion—so unconscious—
The Robbing—could not harm—
Himself—to Him—a Fortune—
Exterior—to Time—

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'Tis little I—could care for Pearls—
Who own the ample sea—
Or Brooches—when the Emperor—
With Rubies—pelteth me—

Or Gold—who am the Prince of Mines—
Or Diamonds—when have I
A Diadem to fit a Dome—
Continual upon me—

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They put Us far apart—
As separate as Sea
And Her unsown Peninsula—
We signified "These see"—...Read more of this...
by Dickinson, Emily
...ance to mankind

Nor stand a valuing in their scheme of worth!

But I, whom Fate, not Nature, did curtail,

By no exterior voidness being exempt,

Must bear accusing glances where I fail,

Fixed in the general orbit of contempt.

Fate, less than Nature in being kind to lacking,

Giving the ill, shows not as outer cause,

Making our mock-free will the mirror's backing

Which Fate's own acts as if in itself shows;

And men, like children, seeing the image th...Read more of this...
by Pessoa, Fernando
...is cold.

It is an outer garment.

Coarse, woolen.

Of unknown origin.

 *

It has a fine inner lining but it is 
as an exterior that you see it — a grace.

 *

I have a coat I am wearing. It is a fine admixture.
The woman who threw the threads in the two directions
has made, skillfully, something dark-true,
as the evening calls the bird up into
the branches of the shaven hedgerows,
to twitter bodily
a makeshift coat — the boxelder cut back stringently by the owner 
that more...Read more of this...
by Graham, Jorie
..., spread a refulgent ray. 
Nor is thy wond'rous art confin'd, 
Within the bounds of MENTAL space, 
For thou canst boast exterior grace, 
Bright emblem of the fertile mind; 
Yes; I have seen thee, with persuasion meek, 
Bathe in the lucid tear, on Beauty's cheek, 
Have mark'd thee in the downcast eye, 
When suff'ring Virtue claim'd the pitying sigh. 

Oft, by thy thrilling voice subdued, 
The meagre fiend INGRATITUDE 
Her treach'rous fang conceals; 
Pale ENVY hides her forked ...Read more of this...
by Robinson, Mary Darby



...nd ugly! 
To these proud laws of the air, the water, and the ground, proving my interior Soul
 impregnable,
And nothing exterior shall ever take command of me. 

O to attract by more than attraction! 
How it is I know not—yet behold! the something which obeys none of the rest, 
It is offensive, never defensive—yet how magnetic it draws. 

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O joy of suffering!
To struggle against great odds! to meet enemies undaunted! 
To be entirely alone with them! to find how much one can...Read more of this...
by Whitman, Walt
...RECORDERS ages hence! 
Come, I will take you down underneath this impassive exterior—I will tell you what to
 say
 of
 me; 
Publish my name and hang up my picture as that of the tenderest lover, 
The friend, the lover’s portrait, of whom his friend, his lover, was fondest, 
Who was not proud of his songs, but of the measureless ocean of love within him—and
 freely
 pour’d it forth,
Who often walk’d lonesome walks, thinking of his de...Read more of this...
by Whitman, Walt
...rust of dry-burnt moss:
I looked at it closely
and said this can be my habitat: but
nestling in I
found
below the brown exterior
green mechanisms beyond the intellect
awaiting resurrection in rain: so I got up

and ran saying there is nothing lowly in the universe:
I found a beggar:
he had stumps for legs: nobody was paying
him any attention: everybody went on by:
I nestled in and found his life:
there, love shook his body like a devastation:
I said
though I have looked every...Read more of this...
by Ammons, A R
...ed smile of LOVE sincere, 
The flame that warms th' empassion'd heart;
All that fine feeling can impart;
The wonders of exterior grace;
The spells that bind the fairest face;
Fade in oblivion's torpid hour
The victims of thy TYRANT POW'R!...Read more of this...
by Robinson, Mary Darby
...easeless Poverty --

Of portion -- so unconscious --
The Robbing -- could not harm --
Himself -- to Him -- a Fortune --
Exterior -- to Time --...Read more of this...
by Dickinson, Emily
...ash shall be a revelation, an insult, 
The glaring flame on depths, on heights, on suns, on stars, 
On the interior and exterior of man or woman,
On the laws of Nature—on passive materials, 
On what you called death—(and what to you therefore was death, 
As far as there can be death.)...Read more of this...
by Whitman, Walt
...testicles and of your tenacious disease: 
The disease of hope. 

*** 
And in what remains of the dawn, I walk toward my exterior 
And in what remains of the night, I hear the sound of footsteps inside me. 

*** 
Greetings to the one who shares with me an attention to 
The drunkenness of light, the light of the butterfly, in the 
Blackness of this tunnel! 

*** 
Greetings to the one who shares my glass with me 
In the denseness of a night outflanking the two spaces: 
Greetings...Read more of this...
by Darwish, Mahmoud
...error's youth,

Yet young enough its acting youth to ignore.

The doubleness of mind fails us, to glance

At our exterior presence amid things,

Sizing from otherness our countenance

And seeing our puppet will's act-acting strings.

An unknown language speaks in us, which we

Are at the words of, fronted from reality....Read more of this...
by Pessoa, Fernando

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