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Famous Flitting Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Bronte, Anne
...nk
Why needs he cherish there?
Torpor may bring relief to pain
And madness to despair.

Such wildering scenes, such flitting shapes
As feverish dreams display:
What if those fancies still increase
And reason quite decay?

But hark, what sounds have struck his ear;
Voices of men they seem;
And two have entered now his cell;
Can this too be a dream?

'Orlando, hear our joyful news:
Revenge and liberty!
Your foes are dead, and we are come
At last to set you free.' 

So s...Read more of this...



by Emerson, Ralph Waldo
...rt or known impure
To men below,
In their archetypes endure.

The race of gods,
Or those we erring own,
Are shadows flitting up and down
In the still abodes.
The circles of that sea are laws,
Which publish and which hide the Cause.
Pray for a beam
Out of that sphere
Thee to guide and to redeem.
O what a load
Of care and toil
By lying Use bestowed,
From his shoulders falls, who sees
The true astronomy,
The period of peace!
Counsel which the ages kept,
Shall the...Read more of this...

by Wilde, Oscar
...spied
The boy's pale body stretched upon the sand,
And feared Poseidon's treachery, and cried,
And like bright sunbeams flitting through a glade
Each startled Dryad sought some safe and leafy ambuscade.

Save one white girl, who deemed it would not be
So dread a thing to feel a sea-god's arms
Crushing her breasts in amorous tyranny,
And longed to listen to those subtle charms
Insidious lovers weave when they would win
Some fenced fortress, and stole back again, nor though...Read more of this...

by Keats, John
...ts of self came on, how crude and sore
The journey homeward to habitual self!
A mad-pursuing of the fog-born elf,
Whose flitting lantern, through rude nettle-briar,
Cheats us into a swamp, into a fire,
Into the bosom of a hated thing.

 What misery most drowningly doth sing
In lone Endymion's ear, now he has caught
The goal of consciousness? Ah, 'tis the thought,
The deadly feel of solitude: for lo!
He cannot see the heavens, nor the flow
Of rivers, nor hill-flowers runni...Read more of this...

by Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
...of wonder; 
'Minne-wawa!" said the Pine-trees, 
Mudway-aushka!" said the water.
Saw the fire-fly, Wah-wah-taysee, 
Flitting through the dusk of evening, 
With the twinkle of its candle 
Lighting up the brakes and bushes, 
And he sang the song of children, 
Sang the song Nokomis taught him: 
"Wah-wah-taysee, little fire-fly, 
Little, flitting, white-fire insect, 
Little, dancing, white-fire creature, 
Light me with your little candle, 
Ere upon my bed I lay me, 
Ere in sl...Read more of this...



by Wordsworth, William
...de Song that fitted well    The Ruin wild and hoary.   She listen'd with a flitting Blush,  With downcast Eyes and modest Grace;  For well she knew, I could not choose    But gaze upon her Face.   I told her of the Knight, that wore  Upon his Shield a burning Brand;  And that for ten long Years he woo'd    Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...ame time upheave and whelm,
And hurl thee towards a desert realm.
My undulating life was as
The fancied lights that flitting pass
Our shut eyes in deep midnight, when
Fever begins upon the brain;
But soon it passed, with little pain,
But a confusion worse than such:
I own that I should deem it much, 
Dying, to feel the same again; 
And yet I do suppose we must 
Feel far more ere we turn to dust: 
No matter; I have bared my brow 
Full in Death's face - before - and now.Read more of this...

by Lowell, Amy
...a blade Into the gloom, 
and struck on Eunice sitting
Rigid and stark upon the after thwart. It 
blazed upon their flitting
In merciless light. A moment so it stayed,
Then was extinguished, and Sir Everard made
One leap, and landed just a fraction short.

LXI
His weight upon the gunwale tipped the boat To 
straining balance. Everard lurched and seized
His wife and held her smothered to his coat. "Everard, loose 
me, we shall drown --" and squeezed
Against...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...pass! O I am sick after the friendship of him who, I fear, is
 indifferent
 to me. 

O the streets of cities! 
The flitting faces—the expressions, eyes, feet, costumes! O I cannot tell how welcome
 they
 are to me. 

6
O to have been brought up on bays, lagoons, creeks, or along the coast! 
O to continue and be employ’d there all my life!
O the briny and damp smell—the shore—the salt weeds exposed at low water, 
The work of fishermen—the work of the eel-fisher and cl...Read more of this...

by Carroll, Lewis
...o open the door while strikes the chime,
That shows a punctual mind. 

Moral:

Let punctuality and care
Seize every flitting hour,
So shalt thou cull a floweret fair,
E'en from a fading flower...Read more of this...

by Spenser, Edmund
...ening to his fall 
Remains of all: O world's inconstancy. 
That which is firm doth flit and fall away, 
And that is flitting, doth abide and stay. 


4 

She, whose high top above the stars did soar, 
One foot on Thetis, th' other on the Morning, 
One hand on Scythia, th' other on the Moor, 
Both heaven and earth in roundness compassing, 
Jove fearing, lest if she should greater grow, 
The old Giants should once again uprise, 
Her whelm'd with hills, these seven hills...Read more of this...

by Bryant, William Cullen
...d courage yet, 
Upon the soil they fought to save. 

Now all is calm, and fresh, and still; 
Alone the chirp of flitting bird, 10 
And talk of children on the hill, 
And bell of wandering kine, are heard. 

No solemn host goes trailing by 
The black-mouthed gun and staggering wain; 
Men start not at the battle-cry,¡ª 15 
O, be it never heard again! 

Soon rested those who fought; but thou 
Who minglest in the harder strife 
For truths which men receive ...Read more of this...

by Masefield, John
...eal for Christmas morn, 
Glory, men, for Christ is born. 

All the old monks' singing places 

Glimmered quick with flitting faces, 
Singing anthems, singing hymns 
Under carven cherubims. 
Ringer Dave aloft could mark 
Faces at the window dark 
Crowding, crowding, row on row, 
Till all the church began to glow. 
The chapel glowed, the nave, the choir, 
All he faces became fire 
Below the eastern window high 
To see Christ's star come up the sky. 
Then they li...Read more of this...

by Scott, Sir Walter
...ll,
     While from the walls the attendant band
     Snatched sword and targe with hurried hand;
     And short and flitting energy
     Glanced from the mourner's sunken eye,
     As if the sounds to warrior dear
     Might rouse her Duncan from his bier.
     But faded soon that borrowed force;
     Grief claimed his right, and tears their course.
     XIX.

     Benledi saw the Cross of Fire,
     It glanced like lightning up Strath-Ire.
     O'er dale and hi...Read more of this...

by Trumbull, John
...r>
Her grandsire's nest conspicuous stood,
Mid loftiest branches of the wood,
In airy height, that scorn'd to know
Each flitting wing that waved below.
So doubting, on a point so nice
He deem'd it best to take advice.


Hard by there dwelt an aged Owl,
Of all his friends the gravest fowl;
Who from the cares of business free,
Lived, hermit, in a hollow tree;
To solid learning bent his mind,
In trope and syllogism he shined,
'Gainst reigning follies spent his railing;
T...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
..., 
The lifting of whose eyelash is my lord, 
Not ever would she love; but brooding turn 
The book of scorn, till all my flitting chance 
Were caught within the record of her wrongs, 
And crushed to death: and rather, Sire, than this 
I would the old God of war himself were dead, 
Forgotten, rusting on his iron hills, 
Rotting on some wild shore with ribs of wreck, 
Or like an old-world mammoth bulked in ice, 
Not to be molten out.' 
And roughly spake 
My father, 'Tut, you...Read more of this...

by Poe, Edgar Allan
...ak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!" 
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." 

And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting 
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; 
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, 105 
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor: 
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor 
Shall be lifted¡ªnevermore! ...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...ght; 
As they seem, through the dimness, about to come down 
From the shadowy wall where their images frown; 
Fearfully flitting to and fro, 
As the gusts on the tapestry come and go. 
"If not for the love of me be given 
Thus much, then, for the love of Heaven, — 
Again I say — that turban tear 
From off thy faithless brow, and swear 
Thine injured country's sons to spare, 
Or thou art lost; and never shalt see — 
Not earth — that's past — but heaven or me. 
If this ...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...ll be but your neighbour. 

LXXIII 

'However, I knew what to think of it, 
When I beheld you in your jesting way, 
Flitting and whispering round about the spit 
Where Belial, upon duty for the day, 
With Fox's lard was basting William Pitt, 
His pupil; I knew what to think, I say: 
That fellow even in hell breeds farther ills; 
I'll have him gagg'd — 'twas one of his own bills. 

LXXIV 

'Call Junius!' From the crowd a shadow stalk'd, 
And at the same there was a gen...Read more of this...

by Shelley, Percy Bysshe
...spero's enchanted cell  
As the mighty verses tell  
To the throne of Naples he 
Lit you o'er the trackless sea 20 
Flitting on your prow before  
Like a living meteor. 
When you die the silent Moon 
In her interlunar swoon 
Is not sadder in her cell 25 
Than deserted Ariel:¡ª 
When you live again on earth  
Like an unseen Star of birth 
Ariel guides you o'er the sea 
Of life from your nativity:¡ª 30 
Many changes have been run 
Since Ferdinand and you begun 
...Read more of this...

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