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Famous Flames Poems by Famous Poets

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by Brackenridge, Hugh Henry
...ht on, 
Against the chosen sanctified by light. 
Riches and pow'r leagu'd in their train were seen, 
Sword, famine, flames and death before them prey'd. 
Those faithful found, who undismay'd did bear 
A noble evidence to truth, were slain. 
Why should I sing of these or here record, 
As if 'twere praise, in poesy or song, 
Or sculptur'd stone, to eternize the names, 
Which writ elsewhere in the fair book of life, 
Shall live unsullied when each strain shall die: 
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by Pope, Alexander
...We that Dream.

Still green with Bays each ancient Altar stands,
Above the reach of Sacrilegious Hands,
Secure from Flames, from Envy's fiercer Rage,
Destructive War, and all-involving Age.
See, from each Clime the Learn'd their Incense bring;
Hear, in all Tongues consenting Paeans ring!
In Praise so just, let ev'ry Voice be join'd,
And fill the Gen'ral Chorus of Mankind!
Hail Bards Triumphant! born in happier Days;
Immortal Heirs of Universal Praise!
Whose Honours wi...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...field return’d, 
I mark the new aureola around your head; 
No more of soft astral, but dazzling and fierce, 
With war’s flames, and the lambent lightnings playing,
And your port immovable where you stand; 
With still the inextinguishable glance, and the clench’d and lifted fist, 
And your foot on the neck of the menacing one, the scorner, utterly crush’d beneath
 you; 
The menacing, arrogant one, that strode and advanced with his senseless scorn, bearing the
 murderous knife;...Read more of this...

by Wilde, Oscar
...art the sunny rock, beneath the grass their bodies slept.

And when day brake, within that silver shrine
Fed by the flames of cressets tremulous,
Queen Venus knelt and prayed to Proserpine
That she whose beauty made Death amorous
Should beg a guerdon from her pallid Lord,
And let Desire pass across dread Charon's icy ford.


III


In melancholy moonless Acheron,
Farm for the goodly earth and joyous day
Where no spring ever buds, nor ripening sun
Weighs down the apple ...Read more of this...

by Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
...silent.

In-doors, warm by the wide-mouthed fireplace, idly the farmer
Sat in his elbow-chair, and watched how the flames and the smoke-wreaths
Struggled together like foes in a burning city. Behind him,
Nodding and mocking along the wall, with gestures fantastic,
Darted his own huge shadow, and vanished away into darkness.
Faces, clumsily carved in oak, on the back of his arm-chair
Laughed in the flickering light, and the pewter plates on the dresser
Caught and ...Read more of this...



by Collins, Billy
...Smokey the Bear heads
into the autumn woods
with a red can of gasoline
and a box of wooden matches.

His ranger's hat is cocked
at a disturbing angle.

His brown fur gleams
under the high sun
as his paws, the size
of catcher's mitts,
crackle into the distance.

He is sick of dispensing
warnings to the careless,
the half-wit camper,
the dumbbell...Read more of this...

by Keats, John
...ge!"---As this he said,
He lifted up his stature vast, and stood,
Still without intermission speaking thus:
"Now ye are flames, I'll tell you how to burn,
And purge the ether of our enemies;
How to feed fierce the crooked stings of fire,
And singe away the swollen clouds of Jove,
Stifling that puny essence in its tent.
O let him feel the evil he hath done;
For though I scorn Oceanus's lore,
Much pain have I for more than loss of realms:
The days of peace and slumbrous cal...Read more of this...

by Alighieri, Dante
...wer fronted, and a beacon's flame. 





Canto VIII 



 I SAY, while yet from that tower's base afar, 
 We saw two flames of sudden signal rise, 
 And further, like a small and distant star, 
 A beacon answered. 
 "What before us lies? 
 Who signals our approach, and who replies?" 
 I asked, and answered he who all things knew, 
 "Already, if the swamp's dank fumes permit, 
 The outcome of their beacon shows in view, 
 Severing the liquid filth." 
 No shaft can s...Read more of this...

by Marvell, Andrew
...secret joy in his calm soul does rise 
That Monck looks on to see how Douglas dies. 
Like a glad lover, the fierce flames he meets, 
And tries his first embraces in their sheets. 
His shape exact, which the bright flames enfold, 
Like the sun's statue stands of burnished gold. 
Round the transparent fire about him flows, 
As the clear amber on the bee does close, 
And, as on angels' heads their glories shine, 
His burning locks adorn his face divine. 
But whe...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...probrious den of shame, 
The prison of his ryranny who reigns 
By our delay? No! let us rather choose, 
Armed with Hell-flames and fury, all at once 
O'er Heaven's high towers to force resistless way, 
Turning our tortures into horrid arms 
Against the Torturer; when, to meet the noise 
Of his almighty engine, he shall hear 
Infernal thunder, and, for lightning, see 
Black fire and horror shot with equal rage 
Among his Angels, and his throne itself 
Mixed with Tartarean sulp...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...the fireman’s joys! 
I hear the alarm at dead of night,
I hear bells—shouts!—I pass the crowd—I run! 
The sight of the flames maddens me with pleasure. 

O the joy of the strong-brawn’d fighter, towering in the arena, in perfect condition,
 conscious of power, thirsting to meet his opponent. 

O the joy of that vast elemental sympathy which only the human Soul is capable of
 generating
 and emitting in steady and limitless floods. 

4
O the mother’s joys!
The wat...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...ow.
O wherefore was my birth from Heaven foretold
Twice by an Angel, who at last in sight
Of both my Parents all in flames ascended
From off the Altar, where an Off'ring burn'd,
As in a fiery column charioting
His Godlike presence, and from some great act
Or benefit reveal'd to Abraham's race?
Why was my breeding order'd and prescrib'd 
As of a person separate to God,
Design'd for great exploits; if I must dye
Betray'd, Captiv'd, and both my Eyes put out,
Made of my Enemi...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...ear into myself—to let sounds contribute toward me.

I hear bravuras of birds, bustle of growing wheat, gossip of flames, clack of
 sticks cooking my meals; 
I hear the sound I love, the sound of the human voice; 
I hear all sounds running together, combined, fused or following; 

Sounds of the city, and sounds out of the city—sounds of the day and night;

Talkative young ones to those that like them—the loud laugh of work-people
 at their meals;
The angry base...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...ey;
The sack of an old city in its time, 
The bursting in of mercenaries and bigots tumultuously and disorderly, 
Roar, flames, blood, drunkenness, madness, 
Goods freely rifled from houses and temples, screams of women in the gripe of brigands, 
Craft and thievery of camp-followers, men running, old persons despairing,
The hell of war, the cruelties of creeds, 
The list of all executive deeds and words, just or unjust, 
The power of personality, just or unjust. 

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Muscl...Read more of this...

by Chesterton, G K
...gold lute had a string
That sighed like all desire.

The Earls of the Great Army
That no men born could tire,
Whose flames anear him or aloof
Took hold of towers or walls of proof,
Fire over Glastonbury roof
And out on Ely, fire.

And Guthrum heard the soldiers' tale
And bade the stranger play;
Not harshly, but as one on high,
On a marble pillar in the sky,
Who sees all folk that live and die--
Pigmy and far away.

And Alfred, King of Wessex,
Looked on his conquer...Read more of this...

by Masefield, John
..., 
You offspring of the hen and ass, 
By Pilate ruled, and Caiaphas. 
Now your account is totted. Learn 
Hell's flames are loose and you shall burn." 

At that I leaped and screamed and ran, 
I heard their cries go, "Catch him, man." 
"Who was it?" "Down him." "Out him, Em." 
"Duck him at pump, we'll see who'll burn." 
A policeman clutched, a fireman clutched, 
A dozen others snatched and touched. 
"By God, he's stripped down to his buff." ...Read more of this...

by Bridges, Robert Seymour
...that he hath never woo'd,
And o'er his lamplit desk in solitude
Deems that he sitteth in the Muses' bower:
And some the flames of earthly love devour,
Who have taken no kiss of Nature, nor renew'd
In the world's wilderness with heavenly food
The sickly body of their perishing power. 

So none of all our company, I boast,
But now would mock my penning, could they see
How down the right it maps a jagged coast;
Seeing they hold the manlier praise to be
Strong hand and will, ...Read more of this...

by Scott, Sir Walter
...The guards shall start in Stirling's porch;
     And when I light the nuptial torch,
     A thousand villages in flames
     Shall scare the slumbers of King James!—
     Nay, Ellen, blench not thus away,
     And, mother, cease these signs, I pray;
     I meant not all my heat might say.—
     Small need of inroad or of fight,
     When the sage Douglas may unite
     Each mountain clan in friendly band,
     To guard the passes of their land,
     Till the f...Read more of this...

by Blake, William
...,
Falling, rushing, ruining! buried in the ruins, on Urthona's
dens.
All night beneath the ruins, then their sullen flames faded
emerge round the gloomy king,
With thunder and fire: leading his starry hosts thro' the
waste wilderness [PL 27]he promulgates his ten commands, 
glancing his beamy eyelids over the deep in dark dismay,
Where the son of fire in his eastern cloud, while the
morning plumes her golden breast,
Spurning the clouds written with curses, stamps the ston...Read more of this...

by Eliot, T S (Thomas Stearns)
...s wrought with fruited vines
From which a golden Cupidon peeped out 
(Another hid his eyes behind his wing)
Doubled the flames of sevenbranched candelabra
Reflecting light upon the table as
The glitter of her jewels rose to meet it,
From satin cases poured in rich profusion;
In vials of ivory and coloured glass
Unstoppered, lurked her strange synthetic perfumes,
Unguent, powdered, or liquid - troubled, confused
And drowned the sense in odours; stirred by the air
That freshene...Read more of this...

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