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Famous Fevers Poems by Famous Poets

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by Burns, Robert
...hro’ my lug gies mony a twang,
 Wi’ gnawing vengeance,
Tearing my nerves wi’ bitter pang,
 Like racking engines!


When fevers burn, or argues freezes,
Rheumatics gnaw, or colics squeezes,
Our neibor’s sympathy can ease us,
 Wi’ pitying moan;
But thee—thou hell o’ a’ diseases—
 They mock our groan.


Adown my beard the slavers trickle
I throw the wee stools o’er the mickle,
While round the fire the giglets keckle,
 To see me loup,
While, raving mad, I wish a heckle
 Were ...Read more of this...



by Seeger, Alan
...t did you care? 
Did you find the season too cold and damp 
To change the counter for the camp? 
Were you frightened by fevers in Mexico? 
I can't imagine, but this I know -- 
You are impassioned vastly more 
By the news of the daily baseball score 
Than to hear that a dozen countrymen 
Have perished somewhere in Darien, 
That greasers have taken their innocent lives 
And robbed their holdings and raped their wives. 


Not by rough tongues and ready fists 
Can you hope to...Read more of this...

by Brackenridge, Hugh Henry
...their verdant banks, on which 
The happy people free from second death 
Shall find secure repose; no fierce disease 
No fevers, slow consumption, direful plague 
Death's ancient ministers, again renew 
Perpetual war with man: Fair fruits shall bloom 
Fair to the eye, sweet to the taste, if such 
Divine inhabitants could need the taste 
Of elemental food, amid the joys 
Fit for a heav'nly nature. Music's charms 
Shall swell the lofty soul and harmony 
Triumphant reign; thr...Read more of this...

by Dryden, John
...may go?
This plot, which fail'd for want of common sense,
Had yet a deep and dangerous consequence:
For, as when raging fevers boil the blood,
The standing lake soon floats into a flood;
And ev'ry hostile humour, which before
Slept quiet in its channels, bubbles o'er:
So, several factions from this first ferment,
Work up to foam, and threat the government.
Some by their friends, more by themselves thought wise,
Oppos'd the pow'r, to which they could not rise.
Some had...Read more of this...

by Philips, Katherine
...your cheating toys, 
Your real griefs, and painted joys, 
Your pleasure which itself destroys. 
Lovers like men in fevers burn and rave, 
And only what will injure them do crave. 
Men's weakness makes love so severe, 
They give him power by their fear, 
And make the shackles which they wear. 
Who to another does his heart submit, 
Makes his own idol, and then worships it. 
Him whose heart is all his own, 
Peace and liberty does crown, 
He apprehends no killin...Read more of this...



by Boland, Eavan
...er curves and paps and wiles.
They scorch in my self denials.

How she meshed my head
in the half-truths
of her fevers

till I renounced
milk and honey
and the taste of lunch.

I vomited
her hungers.
Now the ***** is burning.

I am starved and curveless.
I am skin and bone.
She has learned her lesson.

Thin as a rib
I turn in sleep.
My dreams probe

a claustrophobia
a sensuous enclosure.
How warm it was and wide

once by a warm drum,
on...Read more of this...

by Browning, Elizabeth Barrett
...,
And none was left to love in all the world.
There, ended childhood. What succeeded next
I recollect as, after fevers, men
Thread back the passage of delirium,
Missing the turn still, baffled by the door ;
Smooth endless days, notched here and there with knives ;
A weary, wormy darkness, spurr'd i' the flank
With flame, that it should eat and end itself
Like some tormented scorpion. Then at last
I do remember clearly, how there came
A stranger with authority, not...Read more of this...

by Lindsay, Vachel
...e set in tune 
With one who is invisible, inhuman. 

O laughing girl, cold TRUTH has stepped between, 
Spoiling the fevers of your virgin face: 
Making your shining eyes but lead and clay, 
Mocking your brilliant brain and lady's grace. 

TRUTH haunted me the day I wooed and lost, 
The day I wooed and won, or wooed in play: 
Tho' you were Juliet or Rosalind, 
Thus shall it be, forever and a day. 

I doubt my vows, tho' sworn on my own blood, 
Tho' I draw toward yo...Read more of this...

by Finch, Anne Kingsmill
...
Was ne'er in Sickness thought a Mark of Harm. 
The want of Strength is for the Better still; 
Since Men of Vigour Fevers soonest kill. 
Ev'n with this Gust of Passion I am pleas'd;
For they're most Patient who the most are seiz'd. 

But let me see! here's that which all repels:
Then shakes, as he some formal Story tells, 
The Treacle-water, mixt with powder'd Shells. 
My Stomach's gone (what d'you infer from thence?)
Nor will with the least Sustenance dispen...Read more of this...

by Robinson, Mary Darby
...r of suff'rance meek,
Glitters on the LILY pale: 
Ah! no more the damask ROSE, 
There in crimson lustre glows; 
Thirsty fevers from my lip 
Dare the ruddy drops to sip; 
Deep within my burning heart, 
Sorrow plants an icy dart; 
From whose point the soft tears flow, 
Melting in the vivid glow; 
Gentle Zephyr, should'st thou be 
Touch'd with tender sympathy; 
When reflection calls to mind, 
The bleak and desolating wind, 
That soon thy silken wing shall tear, 
And waft it on t...Read more of this...

by Trumbull, John
...es of age to feel,
And from their different forms of empire,
Are seiz'd with every deep distemper.
Some states high fevers have made head in,
Which nought could cure but copious bleeding;
While others have grown dull and dozy,
Or fix'd in helpless idiocy;
Or turn'd demoniacs to belabour
Each peaceful habitant and neighbour;
Or vex'd with hypochondriac fits,
Have broke their strength, and lost their wits.
Thus now while hoary years prevail,
Good mother Britain seem'd t...Read more of this...

by Hayden, Robert
...ty years, 
for there was wealth aplenty to be harvested 
from those black fields, and I'd be trading still 
but for the fevers melting down my bones. 


III 

Shuttles in the rocking loom of history, 
the dark ships move, the dark ships move, 
their bright ironical names 
like jests of kindness on a murderer's mouth; 
plough through thrashing glister toward 
fata morgana's lucent melting shore, 
weave toward New World littorals that are 
mirage and myth and actual shore.<...Read more of this...

by Kipling, Rudyard
...icted me!


 Medi/Eval

My privy and well drain into each other
 After the custom of Christendie. . . .
Fevers and fluxes are wasting my mother.
 Why has the Lord afflicted me?
The Saints are helpless for all I offer--
 So are the clergy I used to fee.
Henceforward I keep my cash in my coffer,
 Because the Lord has afflicted me.


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I run eight hundred hens to the acre
 They die by dozens mysteriously. . . .
I am more than ...Read more of this...

by Jeffers, Robinson
...and being cut
By the whips of the five senses. As for me,
If I should wish to live long it were but
To trade those fevers for tranquillity,
Thinking though that's entire and sweet in the grave
How shall the dead taste the deep treasure they have?...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...lon 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 paralyzed become supple, 
The swell’d and convuls’d and congested awake to themselves in condition,
They pass the invigora...Read more of this...

by Arnold, Matthew
...r,
Whose fiery point now in his mail'd right-hand
Blazed bright and baleful, like that autumn-star,
The baleful sign of fevers; dust had soil'd
His stately crest, and dimm'd his glittering arms.
His breast heaved, his lips foam'd, and twice his voice
Was choked with rage; at last these words broke way.-- 

"Girl! nimble with thy feet, not with thy hands!
Curl'd minion, dancer, coiner of sweet words!
Fight, let me hear thy hateful voice no more!
Thou art not in Afrasia...Read more of this...

by Muir, Edwin
...ok
That, when the line is drawn,
Credit and creditor gone,
Column and figure flown, 
Will open into light.

Archaic fevers shake
Our healthy flesh and blood
Plumped in the passing day
And fed with pleasant food.
The fathers' anger and ache
Will not, will not away
And leave the living alone,
But on our careless brows
Faintly their furrows engrave
Like veinings in a stone,
Breathe in the sunny house
Nightmare of blackened bone,
Cellar and choking cave.

Panics and f...Read more of this...

by Bradstreet, Anne
...73 Sometimes by wounds in idle combats taken,
3.74 Sometimes by Agues all my body shaken;
3.75 Sometimes by Fevers, all my moisture drinking,
3.76 My heart lies frying, and my eyes are sinking.
3.77 Sometimes the Cough, Stitch, painful Pleurisy,
3.78 With sad affrights of death, do menace me.
3.79 Sometimes the loathsome Pox my face be-mars
3.80 With ugly marks of his eternal scars.
3.81 Sometimes the Frenzy strangely mads my Br...Read more of this...

by Abercrombie, Lascelles
...ow 
I find I am not meant to go. 

Captain Not meant? 

Thomas 
I would say, I had forgotten Indian air 
Is full of fevers; and my health is bad 
For holding out against fever. 

Captain As you please. 
I keep your fare, though. 

Thomas O,{ 'tis yours. -- Good sailing! 

As he makes to depart, a Noble Stranger is seen approaching along the quay. 

Captain 
Well, here's a marvel: 'Tis a king, for sure! 
'Twould take the taxes of a world to dress 
A man...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...e, 
That it is safe to allow it to lick my naked body all over with its tongues, 
That it will not endanger me with the fevers that have deposited themselves in it,
That all is clean forever and forever. 
That the cool drink from the well tastes so good, 
That blackberries are so flavorous and juicy, 
That the fruits of the apple-orchard, and of the orange-orchard—that melons, grapes,
 peaches, plums, will none of them poison me, 
That when I recline on the grass I do not...Read more of this...

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