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Famous Felon Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Burns, Robert
...Dost thou spurn the humble vale?
Life’s proud summits wouldst thou scale?
Check thy climbing step, elate,
Evils lurk in felon wait:
Dangers, eagle-pinioned, bold,
Soar around each cliffy hold!
While cheerful Peace, with linnet song,
Chants the lowly dells among.


 As the shades of ev’ning close,
Beck’ning thee to long repose;
As life itself becomes disease,
Seek the chimney-nook of ease;
There ruminate with sober thought,
On all thou’st seen, and heard, and wrought,
And ...Read more of this...



by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...Who, sitting in thine own hall, canst endure 
To mouth so huge a foulness--to thy guest, 
Me, me of Arthur's Table. Felon talk! 
Let be! no more!' 
But not the less by night 
The scorn of Garlon, poisoning all his rest, 
Stung him in dreams. At length, and dim through leaves 
Blinkt the white morn, sprays grated, and old boughs 
Whined in the wood. He rose, descended, met 
The scorner in the castle court, and fain, 
For hate and loathing, would have past him by; 
...Read more of this...

by Southey, Robert
...enary tool
Of brutal lust, while heaves the indignant heart
With Virtue's stiffled sigh, to fold my arms
Round the rank felon, and for daily bread
To hug contagion to my poison'd breast;
On these wild shores Repentance' saviour hand
Shall probe my secret soul, shall cleanse its wounds
And fit the faithful penitent for Heaven....Read more of this...

by Gibran, Kahlil
...r> 

The righteous is not innocent of the deeds of the wicked, 

And the white-handed is not clean in the doings of the felon. 

Yea, the guilty is oftentimes the victim of the injured, 

And still more often the condemned is the burden-bearer for the guiltless and unblamed. 

You cannot separate the just from the unjust and the good from the wicked; 

For they stand together before the face of the sun even as the black thread and the white are woven together. 

A...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...aintlier: but the wind hath changed: 
I scent it twenty-fold.' And then she sang, 
'"O morning star" (not that tall felon there 
Whom thou by sorcery or unhappiness 
Or some device, hast foully overthrown), 
"O morning star that smilest in the blue, 
O star, my morning dream hath proven true, 
Smile sweetly, thou! my love hath smiled on me." 

'But thou begone, take counsel, and away, 
For hard by here is one that guards a ford-- 
The second brother in their fool's pa...Read more of this...



by Hugo, Victor
...nigh; 
 I'm but a hound to follow her, and only 
 At her feet die. 
 I'd gayly spend of toilsome years a dozen— 
 A felon styled— 
 Oh! this chill wind, etc. 
 
 "One summer day when long—so long? I'd missed her, 
 She came anew, 
 To play i' the fount alone but for her sister, 
 And bared to view 
 The finest, rosiest, most tempting ankle, 
 Like that of child— 
 Oh! this chill wind, etc. 
 
 "When I beheld her, I—a lowly shepherd— 
 Grew in my mind 
 Till I...Read more of this...

by Wheatley, Phillis
...k,
"And with no other weapon than my crook
"Bold I pursu'd, and chas d him o'er the field,
"The prey deliver'd, and the felon kill'd:
"As thus the lion and the bear I slew,
"So shall Goliath fall, and all his crew:
"The God, who sav'd me from these beasts of prey,
"By me this monster in the dust shall lay."
So David spoke. The wond'ring king reply'd;
"Go thou with heav'n and victory on thy side:
"This coat of mail, this sword gird on," he said,
And plac'd a mighty hel...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...t proceeds,
And listens to the Herald of the Sea,
That came in Neptune's plea.
He asked the waves, and asked the felon winds,
What hard mishap hath doomed this gentle swain?
And questioned every gust of rugged wings
That blows from off each beaked promontory.
They knew not of his story;
And sage Hippotades their answer brings,
That not a blast was from his dungeon strayed:
The air was calm, and on the level brine
Sleek Panope with all her sisters played.Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...r of the universe, and
 through
 the
 whole scope of it forever. 

5
Who has been wise, receives interest, 
Savage, felon, President, judge, farmer, sailor, mechanic, literat, young, old, it is the
 same,
The interest will come round—all will come round. 

Singly, wholly, to affect now, affected their time, will forever affect all of the past,
 and
 all of
 the present, and all of the future, 
All the brave actions of war and peace, 
All help given to relatives, stran...Read more of this...

by Dryden, John
...ruel destiny content
To finish all the murder at a blow,
To sweep at once her life and beauty too;
But, like a hardened felon, took a pride
To work more mischievously slow,
And plundered first, and then destroyed.
O double sacrilege on things divine,
To rob the relic, and deface the shrine!
But thus Orinda died:
Heaven, by the same disease, did both translate;
As equal were their souls, so equal was their fate.

Meantime, her warlike brother on the seas
His waving str...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...beast that passed that way. 
One gate there only was, and that looked east 
On the other side: which when the arch-felon saw, 
Due entrance he disdained; and, in contempt, 
At one flight bound high over-leaped all bound 
Of hill or highest wall, and sheer within 
Lights on his feet. As when a prowling wolf, 
Whom hunger drives to seek new haunt for prey, 
Watching where shepherds pen their flocks at eve 
In hurdled cotes amid the field secure, 
Leaps o'er the fence w...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...wrong’d
 is
 made
 right, 
The call of the slave is one with the master’s call, and the master salutes the
 slave,
The felon steps forth from the prison—the insane becomes sane—the suffering of
 sick
 persons is reliev’d, 
The sweatings and fevers stop—the throat that was unsound is sound—the lungs of
 the
 consumptive are resumed—the poor distress’d head is free, 
The joints of the rheumatic move as smoothly as ever, and smoother than ever, 
Stiflings and passages open—the ...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...o here. 

Here the profound lesson of reception, neither preference or denial; 
The black with his woolly head, the felon, the diseas’d, the illiterate person, are not
 denied;

The birth, the hasting after the physician, the beggar’s tramp, the drunkard’s stagger,
 the
 laughing party of mechanics, 
The escaped youth, the rich person’s carriage, the fop, the eloping couple,
The early market-man, the hearse, the moving of furniture into the town, the return back
 from
 th...Read more of this...

by Service, Robert William
...bye. . . ."

X

For weeks, for months I have not seen the sun;
The minatory dawns are leprous pale;
The felon days malinger one by one;
How like a dream Life is! how vain! how stale!
I, too, am faint; that vampire-like disease
Has fallen on me; weak and cold am I,
Hugging a tiny fire in fear I freeze:
The cabin must be cold, and so I try
To bear the frost, the frost that fights decay,
The frost that keeps her beautiful alway.

XI

She lies within an icy va...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...es, Leila sleeps beneath the wave,
But his shall be a redder grave;
Her spirit pointed well the steel
Which taught that felon heart to feel.
He called the Prophet, but his power
Was vain against the vengeful Giaour:
He called on Allah - but the word.
Arose unheeded or unheard.
Thou Paynim fool! could Leila's prayer
Be passed, and thine accorded there?
I watched my time, I leagued with these,
The traitor in his turn to seize;
My wrath is wreaked, the deed is done,
...Read more of this...

by Housman, A E
...The star-filled seas are smooth tonight
 From France to England strown;
Black towers above Portland light
 The felon-quarried stone.

On yonder island; not to rise,
 Never to stir forth free,
Far from his folk a dead lad lies
 That once was friends with me.

Lie you easy, dream you light,
 And sleep you fast for aye;
And luckier may you find the night
 Than you ever found the day....Read more of this...

by Lanier, Sidney
...ver walk on glory's hills again?
Wilt never work among thy vines again?
Art footless and art handless evermore?
-- Thou felon, War, I do arraign thee now
Of mayhem of the four main limbs of France!
Thou old red criminal, stand forth; I charge
-- But O, I am too utter sorrowful
To urge large accusation now.
Nathless,
My work to-day, is still more grievous. Hear!
The stains that war hath wrought upon the land
Show but as faint white flecks, if seen o' the side
Of those ...Read more of this...

by Dryden, John
...uel destiny content
To finish all the murder at a blow,
To sweep at once her life, and beauty too;
But, like a harden'd felon, took a pride
 To work more mischievously slow,
 And plunder'd first, and then destroy'd.
O double sacrilege on things divine,
To rob the relique, and deface the shrine!
 But thus Orinda died:
Heav'n, by the same disease, did both translate,
As equal were their souls, so equal was their fate.

Meantime her warlike brother on the seas
His waving...Read more of this...

by Chaucer, Geoffrey
...nd forth I wol of Troilus yow telle.

To Troye is come this woful Troilus,
In sorwe aboven alle sorwes smerte,
With felon look, and face dispitous.
Tho sodeinly doun from his hors he sterte, 
And thorugh his paleys, with a swollen herte,
To chambre he wente; of no-thing took he hede,
Ne noon to him dar speke a word for drede.

And there his sorwes that he spared hadde
He yaf an issue large, and 'Deeth!' he cryde; 
And in his throwes frenetyk and madde
He cursed Io...Read more of this...

by Lawson, Henry
...and in trouble 
I struggled year by year 
To make my children better 
Than other children here. 
And if my son's a felon 
How can I show my face? 
I cannot bear disgrace; my God, 
I cannot bear disgrace! 

`Ah, God in Heaven pardon! 
I'm selfish in my woe -- 
My boy is better-hearted 
Than many that I know. 
And I will face the world's disgrace, 
And, till his mother's dead, 
My foolish child shall find a place 
To lay his outlawed head.' 

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