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Famous Follower Poems by Famous Poets

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...ined souls to God. 


"Go, my beloved; Love has chosen you her delegate; 
Over her, for she is Beauty who offers to her follower 
The cup of the sweetness of life. 
As for my own empty arms, your love shall remain my 
Comforting groom; you memory, my Eternal wedding." 


Where are you now, my other self? Are you awake in 
The silence of the night? Let the clean breeze convey 
To you my heart's every beat and affection. 


Are you fondling my face in your memory? That image 
I...Read more of this...
by Gibran, Kahlil



...ind,
Pathless and dangerous wand'ring ways it takes,
Through Error's fenny bogs and thorny brakes;
Whilst the misguided follower climbs with pain
Mountains of whimsey's, heaped in his own brain;
Stumbling from thought to thought, falls headlong down,
Into Doubt's boundless sea where, like to drown,
Books bear him up awhile, and make him try
To swim with bladders of Philosophy;
In hopes still to o'ertake the escaping light;
The vapour dances, in his dancing sight,
Till spent, ...Read more of this...
by Wilmot, John
...ke, -- his breastplate gleamed,
war-net woven by wit of the smith: --
“Thou Hrothgar, hail! Hygelac’s I,
kinsman and follower. Fame a plenty
have I gained in youth! These Grendel-deeds
I heard in my home-land heralded clear.
Seafarers say how stands this hall,
of buildings best, for your band of thanes
empty and idle, when evening sun
in the harbor of heaven is hidden away.
So my vassals advised me well, --
brave and wise, the best of men, --
O sovran Hrothgar, to...Read more of this...
by Anonymous,
...My father worked with a horse-plough,
His shoulders globed like a full sail strung
Between the shafts and the furrow.
The horse strained at his clicking tongue. 

An expert. He would set the wing
And fit the bright steel-pointed sock.
The sod rolled over without breaking.
At the headrig, with a single pluck 

Of reins, the sweating team turned round
And ba...Read more of this...
by Heaney, Seamus
...returns. 
But here is one who loves you as of old; 
With more exceeding passion than of old: 
Good, speak the word: my followers ring him round: 
He sits unarmed; I hold a finger up; 
They understand: nay; I do not mean blood: 
Nor need ye look so scared at what I say: 
My malice is no deeper than a moat, 
No stronger than a wall: there is the keep; 
He shall not cross us more; speak but the word: 
Or speak it not; but then by Him that made me 
The one true lover whom you ev...Read more of this...
by Tennyson, Alfred Lord



...their poets, women, sages, inventors, rulers,
 warriors,
 and priests. 
Great is Liberty! great is Equality! I am their follower; 
Helmsmen of nations, choose your craft! where you sail, I sail,
I weather it out with you, or sink with you. 

Great is Youth—equally great is Old Age—great are the Day and Night; 
Great is Wealth—great is Poverty—great is Expression—great is Silence. 

Youth, large, lusty, loving—Youth, full of grace, force, fascination! 
Do you know that Old Age...Read more of this...
by Whitman, Walt
...out of thee?--
Not marking how the knighthood mock thee, fool--
'Fear God: honour the King--his one true knight--
Sole follower of the vows'--for here be they
Who knew thee swine enow before I came,
Smuttier than blasted grain: but when the King
Had made thee fool, thy vanity so shot up
It frighted all free fool from out thy heart;
Which left thee less than fool, and less than swine,
A naked aught--yet swine I hold thee still,
For I have flung thee pearls and find thee swine...Read more of this...
by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...nd walled 
 Made Empire of the world beyond, to be 
 The Holy Place at last, by God's decree, 
 Where the great Peter's follower rules. For he 
 Learned there the causes of his victory. 

 "And later to the third great Heaven was caught 
 The last Apostle, and thence returning brought 
 The proofs of our salvation. But, for me, 
 I am not &Aelig;neas, nay, nor Paul, to see 
 Unspeakable things that depths or heights can show, 
 And if this road for no sure end I go 
 What fol...Read more of this...
by Alighieri, Dante
...to learn. 

XXV. 

And Lara call'd his page, and went his way — 
Well could that stripling word or sign obey: 
His only follower from those climes afar 
Where the soul glows beneath a brighter star; 
For Lara left the shore from whence he sprung, 
In duty patient, and sedate though young; 
Silent as him he served, his fate appears 
Above his station, and beyond his years. 
Though not unknown the tongue of Lara's land, 
In such from him he rarely heard command; 
But fleet his ...Read more of this...
by Byron, George (Lord)
...ed up 'is blessed girth-rope breaks.

Wot makes the rear-guard swear so 'ard when night is drorin' in,
An' every native follower is shiverin' for 'is skin?
It ain't the chanst o' being rushed by Paythans from the 'ills,
It's the commissariat camel puttin' on 'is bloomin' frills!
 O the oont, O the oont, O the hairy scary oont!
 A-trippin' over tent-ropes when we've got the night alarm!
 We socks 'im with a stretcher-pole an' 'eads 'im off in front,
 An' when we've saved 'is b...Read more of this...
by Kipling, Rudyard
...Pathless and dang'rous wandring ways it takes, 
Through errors Fenny -- Boggs, and Thorny Brakes; 
Whilst the misguided follower, climbs with pain, 
Mountains of Whimseys, heap'd in his own Brain: 
Stumbling from thought to thought, falls headlong down, 
Into doubts boundless Sea, where like to drown, 
Books bear him up awhile, and make him try, 
To swim with Bladders of Philosophy; 
In hopes still t'oretake th'escaping light, 
The Vapour dances in his dazling sight, 
Till sp...Read more of this...
by Wilmot, John
...led off this mortal coil,Her way to me with that fair band she'll wend,True follower of Christ and virtue's friend. Macgregor.  If virtuous love doth merit recompense—If pity still maintain its wonted sway—I that reward shall win, for bright as dayRead more of this...
by Petrarch, Francesco
...A dream of mine flew over the mead 
 To the halls where my old Love reigns; 
And it drew me on to follow its lead: 
 And I stood at her window-panes; 

And I saw but a thing of flesh and bone 
 Speeding on to its cleft in the clay; 
And my dream was scared, and expired on a moan, 
 And I whitely hastened away....Read more of this...
by Hardy, Thomas
...t of thee?-- 
Not marking how the knighthood mock thee, fool-- 
"Fear God: honour the King--his one true knight-- 
Sole follower of the vows"--for here be they 
Who knew thee swine enow before I came, 
Smuttier than blasted grain: but when the King 
Had made thee fool, thy vanity so shot up 
It frighted all free fool from out thy heart; 
Which left thee less than fool, and less than swine, 
A naked aught--yet swine I hold thee still, 
For I have flung thee pearls and find the...Read more of this...
by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...livelong day. 
 
 So, if my hap it be to see once more 
 Those scenes my footsteps tottered in before, 
 An infant follower in Napoleon's train: 
 Rodrigo's holds, Valencia and Leon, 
 And both Castiles, and mated Aragon; 
 Ne'er be it mine, O Spain! 
 
 To pass thy plains with cities scant between, 
 Thy stately arches flung o'er deep ravine, 
 Thy palaces, of Moor's or Roman's time; 
 Or the swift makings of thy Guadalquiver, 
 Save in those gilded cars, where...Read more of this...
by Hugo, Victor
...to foot, 
And pushed by rude hands from its pedestal, 
All her fair length upon the ground she lay: 
And at her head a follower of the camp, 
A charred and wrinkled piece of womanhood, 
Sat watching like the watcher by the dead. 

Then Florian knelt, and 'Come' he whispered to her, 
'Lift up your head, sweet sister: lie not thus. 
What have you done but right? you could not slay 
Me, nor your prince: look up: be comforted: 
Sweet is it to have done the thing one ought, 
When...Read more of this...
by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...dier slackening in his fire; 
The first and freshest of the host 
Which Stamboul's Sultan there can boast 
To guide the follower o'er the field, 
To point the tube, the lance to wield, 
Or whirl around the bickering blade; — 
Was Alp, the Adrian renegade! 

IV. 

From Venice — once a race of worth 
His gentle sires — he drew his birth; 
But late an exile from her shore, 
Against his countrymen he bore 
The arms they taught to bear; and now 
The turban girt his shaven brow. 
T...Read more of this...
by Byron, George (Lord)
...partners trod the strand.The last was first in fame; but brighter beamsHis follower flung around in solar streams.Metaurus' champion, whom the moon beheld,When his resistless spears the current swell'dWith Libya's hated gore, in arms renown'dWas he, nor less with Wisdom's olive crown'd.Quick was his thought and ready was hi...Read more of this...
by Petrarch, Francesco
...arning, before you attempt me further, 
I am not what you supposed, but far different. 

Who is he that would become my follower?
Who would sign himself a candidate for my affections? 

The way is suspicious—the result uncertain, perhaps destructive; 
You would have to give up all else—I alone would expect to be your God, sole and
 exclusive, 
Your novitiate would even then be long and exhausting, 
The whole past theory of your life, and all conformity to the lives around you...Read more of this...
by Whitman, Walt
...all these things,
     Baring my life to you, unsought?
   When Passion folds his wearied wings
     Sleep should be follower, never Thought.

   "Ay, let us sleep. The window pane
     Grows pale against the purple sky.
   The dawn is with us once again,
     The dawn; which always means good-bye."

   Within her little trellised room, beside the palm-fringed sea,
   She wakeful in the scented gloom, spoke of her youth to me....Read more of this...
by Nicolson, Adela Florence Cory

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