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Famous Fortunate Poems by Famous Poets

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by Seeger, Alan
...: 
Yea, fight till their veins have been bled dry 
For love of the country that WILL not die. 


O friends, in your fortunate present ease 
(Yet faced by the self-same facts as these), 
If you would see how a race can soar 
That has no love, but no fear, of war, 
How each can turn from his private role 
That all may act as a perfect whole, 
How men can live up to the place they claim 
And a nation, jealous of its good name, 
Be true to its proud inheritance, 
Oh, look ove...Read more of this...



by Brackenridge, Hugh Henry
...vent'rous seamen sail'd 
Thro' strait Gibraltar down the western shore 
Of Africa, and to Canary isles 
By them call'd fortunate, so Flaccus sings, 
Because eternal spring there crowns the fields, 
And fruits delicious bloom throughout the year. 
From voyaging here this inference I draw, 
Perhaps some barque with all her num'rous crew 
Caught by the eastern trade wind hurry'd on 
Before th' steady blast to Brazil's shore, 
New Amazonia and the coasts more south. 
Her...Read more of this...

by Wilmot, John
...s,
And ever fatal to admiring fools.
Pleasure allures, and when the fops escape,
'Tis not that they're beloved, but fortunate,
And therefore what they fear, at heart they hate:

But now, methinks some formal band and beard
Takes me to task; come on sir, I'm prepared:

"Then by your Favour, anything that's writ
Against this jibing, jingling knack called Wit
Likes me abundantly: but you take care
Upon this point not to be too severe.
Perhaps my Muse were fitter for this...Read more of this...

by Whittier, John Greenleaf
...d? 

Did I not watch from them the light 
Of sunset on my towers in Spain, 
And see, far off, uploom in sight 
The Fortunate Isles I might not gain? 

Did sudden lift of fog reveal 
Arcadia's vales of song and spring, 
And did I pass, with grazing keel, 
The rocks whereon the sirens sing? 

Have I not drifted hard upon 
The unmapped regions lost to man, 
The cloud-pitched tents of Prester John, 
The palace domes of Kubla Khan? 

Did land winds blow from jasmi...Read more of this...

by Browning, Robert
...ow, now life closeth up, 
I face death with success in my right hand: 
Whether I fear death less than dost thyself 
The fortunate of men? "For" (writest thou) 
"Thou leavest much behind, while I leave nought. 
Thy life stays in the poems men shall sing, 
The pictures men shall study; while my life, 
Complete and whole now in its power and joy, 
Dies altogether with my brain and arm, 
Is lost indeed; since, what survives myself? 
The brazen statue to o'erlook my grave, 
Se...Read more of this...



by Emerson, Ralph Waldo
...is an oligarch,
He prizes wonder, fame, and mark,
He loveth crowns,
He scorneth drones;
He doth elect
The beautiful and fortunate,
And the sons of intellect,
And the souls of ample fate,
Who the Future's gates unbar,
Minions of the Morning Star.
In his prowess he exults,
And the multitude insults.
His impatient looks devour
Oft the humble and the poor,
And, seeing his eye glare,
They drop their few pale flowers
Gathered with hope to please
Along the mountain towers,
L...Read more of this...

by Neruda, Pablo
...icky, and we longed for lime
And the sound of a rope
Lowering a bucket down its well. Then,
We came by night to the Fortunate Isles,
And lay like fish
Under the net of our kisses....Read more of this...

by Donne, John
..., but 'twixt two suns;
It leaves a cheek, a rosy hemisphere,
On either side, and then directs us where
Upon the Islands Fortunate we fall,
(Not faint Canaries, but Ambrosial)
Her swelling lips; to which when we are come,
We anchor there, and think ourselves at home,
For they seem all: there Sirens' songs, and there
Wise Delphic oracles do fill the ear;
There in a creek where chosen pearls do swell,
The remora, her cleaving tongue doth dwell.
These, and the glorious promon...Read more of this...

by Hugo, Victor
...n air; and lively tales they told 
 Mingled with mirth all free, and frank, and bold. 
 Said Mahaud: "Do you know how fortunate 
 You are?" "Yes, we are young at any rate— 
 Lovers half crazy—this is truth at least." 
 "And more, for you know Latin like a priest, 
 And Joss sings well." 
 "Ah, yes, our master true, 
 Yields us these gifts beyond the measure due." 
 "Your master!—who is he?" Mahaud exclaimed. 
 "Satan, we say—but Sin you'd think him named," 
 Said Z...Read more of this...

by Eliot, T S (Thomas Stearns)
...whom they opposed
Accept the constitution of silence
And are folded in a single party.
Whatever we inherit from the fortunate
We have taken from the defeated
What they had to leave us—a symbol:
A symbol perfected in death.
And all shall be well and
All manner of thing shall be well
By the purification of the motive
In the ground of our beseeching.


IV

The dove descending breaks the air
With flame of incandescent terror
Of which the tongues declare
The one discha...Read more of this...

by Sexton, Anne
...those little meatball curls. 
Now I am clothed in gold air with 
one dozen halos glistening on my skin. 
I am a fortunate lady. 
I've gotten out of my pouch 
and my teeth are glad 
and my heart, that witness, 
beats well at the thought. 

Oh body, be glad. 
You are good goods. 

* 

Middle-class lady, 
you make me smile. 
You dig a hole 
and come out with a sunburn. 
If someone hands you a glass of water 
you start constructing a sailboat. ...Read more of this...

by Marvell, Andrew
...nd gone to bed. 
His ship burns down, and with his relics sinks, 
And the sad stream beneath his ashes drinks. 
Fortunate boy, if either pencil's fame, 
Or if my verse can propagate thy name, 
When Oeta and Alcides are forgot, 
Our English youth shall sing the valiant Scot. 

Each doleful day still with fresh loss returns: 
The Loyal London now the third time burns, 
And the true Royal Oak and Royal James, 
Allied in fate, increase, with theirs, her flames. 
O...Read more of this...

by Jeffers, Robinson
...eath and dawn, while the last drunkard
 stumbled homeward down the dark street.

They are not to be pitied but very fortunate; they need no
 savior, salvation comes and takes them by force,
It gathers them into the great kingdoms of dust and stone, the
 blown storms, the stream's-end ocean.

With this advantage over their granite grave-marks, of having
 realized the petulant human consciousness
Before, and then the greatness, the peace: drunk from both
 pitchers: thes...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...gh hand seemed other worlds; 
Or other worlds they seemed, or happy isles, 
Like those Hesperian gardens famed of old, 
Fortunate fields, and groves, and flowery vales, 
Thrice happy isles; but who dwelt happy there 
He staid not to inquire: Above them all 
The golden sun, in splendour likest Heaven, 
Allured his eye; thither his course he bends 
Through the calm firmament, (but up or down, 
By center, or eccentrick, hard to tell, 
Or longitude,) where the great luminary 
Alo...Read more of this...

by Alighieri, Dante
...a ulivo
tragge la gente per udir novelle,
e di calcar nessun si mostra schivo,
 così al viso mio s'affisar quelle
anime fortunate tutte quante,
quasi obliando d'ire a farsi belle.
 Io vidi una di lor trarresi avante
per abbracciarmi con sì grande affetto,
che mosse me a far lo somigliante.
 Ohi ombre vane, fuor che ne l'aspetto!
tre volte dietro a lei le mani avvinsi,
e tante mi tornai con esse al petto.
 Di maraviglia, credo, mi dipinsi;
per che l'ombra sorrise e...Read more of this...

by Wilmot, John
...And ever fatal to admiring Fools. 
Pleasure allures, and when the Fopps escape, 
'Tis not that they're belov'd, but fortunate, 
And therefore what they fear, at heart they hate. 
But now methinks some formal Band, and Beard, 
Takes me to task, come on Sir I'm prepar'd. 
Then by your favour, any thing that's writ 
Against this gibeing jingling knack call'd Wit, 
Likes me abundantly, but you take care, 
Upon this point, not to be too severe. 
Perhaps my Muse, we...Read more of this...

by Arnold, Matthew
...said,
That I should one day find thy lord and thee.
Come, let me lay my hand upon thy mane!
O Ruksh, thou art more fortunate than I;
For thou has gone where I shall never go,
And snuff'd the breezes of my father's home.
And thou hast trod the sands of Seistan
And seen the River of Helmund, and the Lake
Of Zirrah; and the aged Zal himself
Has often stroked thy neck, and given thee food,
Corn in a golden platter soak'd with wine,
And said; O Ruksh! bear Rustrum well!--...Read more of this...

by Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
...ring, 
Ever level and ever true 
To the toil and the task we have to do, 
We shall sail securely, and safely reach 
The Fortunate Isles, on whose shining beach 
The sights we see, and the sounds we hear, 
Will be those of joy and not of fear!" 
Then the Master, 
With a gesture of command, 
Waved his hand; 
And at the word, 
Loud and sudden there was heard, 
All around them and below, 
The sound of hammers, blow on blow, 
Knocking away the shores and spurs. 
And see! she s...Read more of this...

by Turner Smith, Charlotte
...d, as disconsolate and sad ye hang
Upon the barrier of the rock, and seem
To murmur your despondence, waiting long
Some fortunate reverse that never comes;
Methinks in each expressive face, I see
Discriminated anguish; there droops one,
Who in a moping cloister long consum'd
This life inactive, to obtain a better,
And thought that meagre abstinence, to wake
From his hard pallet with the midnight bell,
To live on eleemosynary bread,
And to renounce God's works, would please th...Read more of this...

by Chaucer, Geoffrey
...r>
He kept his patient a full great deal
In houres by his magic natural.
Well could he fortune* the ascendent *make fortunate
Of his images for his patient,.
He knew the cause of every malady,
Were it of cold, or hot, or moist, or dry,
And where engender'd, and of what humour.
He was a very perfect practisour
The cause y-know,* and of his harm the root, *known
Anon he gave to the sick man his boot* *remedy
Full ready had he his apothecaries,
To send his drugges an...Read more of this...

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