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Famous Gale Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Brackenridge, Hugh Henry
...heir worth, 
Refuse a tear when in some lonely vale 
He sees those faithful laid; each breeze shall sigh, 
Each passing gale shall mourn, each tree shall bend 
Its heavy head, in sorrow o'er their tombs, 
And some sad stream run ever weeping by. 
Weep not O stream, nor mourn thou passing gale, 
Beneath those grassy tombs their bodies lie, 
But they have risen from each labour bere 
To make their entrance on a nobler stage. 
What though with us they walk the humble val...Read more of this...



by Brackenridge, Hugh Henry
...And pierc'd the soul of Orcus and his bride, 
That hush'd to silence by the song divine 
Thy melancholy waters, and the gales 
O Hebrus! which o'er thy sad surface blow. 
No more the maids round Alpheus' waters stray 
Where he with Arethusas' stream doth mix, 
Or where swift Tiber disembogues his waves 
Into th' Italian sea so long unsung. 
Hither they've wing'd their way, the last, the best 
Of countries where the arts shall rise and grow 
Luxuriant, graceful; and ev...Read more of this...

by Smart, Christopher
...som, yielding fruit, 
 Choice gums and precious balm; 
Bless ye the nosegay in the vale, 
And with the sweetness of the gale 
 Enrich the thankful psalm. 

 XXIII 
Of fowl—e'en ev'ry beak and wing 
Which cheer the winter, hail the spring, 
 That live in peace or prey; 
They that make music, or that mock, 
The quail, the brave domestic cock, 
 The raven, swan, and jay. 

 XXIV 
Of fishes—ev'ry size and shape, 
Which nature frames of light escape, 
 Devouring man to shu...Read more of this...

by Wilde, Oscar
...nst the sky,
And hoisted sail, and strained the creaking gear,
And bade the pilot head her lustily
Against the nor'west gale, and all day long
Held on his way, and marked the rowers' time with measured song.

And when the faint Corinthian hills were red
Dropped anchor in a little sandy bay,
And with fresh boughs of olive crowned his head,
And brushed from cheek and throat the hoary spray,
And washed his limbs with oil, and from the hold
Brought out his linen tunic and his...Read more of this...

by Wilcox, Ella Wheeler
...
He felt the heart within him, swelling large
With human pity, as an infant's wail
Shrilled once again above the wintry gale.
Then hosts of murdered children seemed to rise; 
And shame his halting thought with sad accusing eyes, 



XV.
And urge him on to action. Stern of brow
The just avenger, and the General now, 
He gives the silent signal to the band
Which, all impatient, waits for his command.
Cold lips to colder metal press; the air
Echoes those merry st...Read more of this...



by Dickinson, Emily
...thers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me....Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...her birth, 
The sun is in the heavens, and life on earth; 
Flowers in the valley, splendour in the beam, 
Health on the gale, and freshness in the stream. 
Immortal man! behold her glories shine, 
And cry, exulting inly, "They are thine!" 
Gaze on, while yet thy gladden'd eye may see, 
A morrow comes when they are not for thee; 
And grieve what may above thy senseless bier, 
Nor earth nor sky will yield a single tear; 
Nor cloud shall gather more, nor leaf shall fall, 
No...Read more of this...

by Campbell, Thomas
...hore where loud Lofoden 
Whirls to death the roaring whale, 
Round the hall where runic Odin 
Howls his war-song to the gale; 
Save when adown the ravaged globe 
He travels on his native storm, 
Deflowering Nature's grassy robe, 
And trampling on her faded form:- 
Till light's returning lord assume 
The shaft the drives him to his polar field, 
Of power to pierce his raven plume 
And crystal-covered shield. 
Oh, sire of storms! whose savage ear 
The Lapland drum delights ...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...'er the gardens of G?l in her bloom; [1] 
Where the citron and olive are fairest of fruit, 
And the voice of the nightingale never is mute; 
Where the tints of the earth, and the hues of the sky, 
In colour though varied, in beauty may vie, 
And the purple of Ocean is deepest in dye; 
Where the virgins are soft as the roses they twine, 
And all, save the spirit of man, is divine? 
'Tis the clime of the East; 'tis the land of the Sun — 
Can he smile on such deeds as his childr...Read more of this...

by Goldsmith, Oliver
...loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind;
These all in sweet confusion sought the shade,
And filled each pause the nightingale had made.
But now the sounds of population fail,
No cheerful murmurs fluctuate in the gale,
No busy steps the grass-grown footway tread,
For all the bloomy flush of life is fled.
All but yon widowed, solitary thing,
That feebly bends beside the plashy spring;
She, wretched matron, forced in age for bread
To strip the brook with mantling cresses ...Read more of this...

by Wordsworth, William
...the plan,  Have I not reason to lament  What man has made of man? The NIGHTINGALE.  Written in April, 1798.   No cloud, no relique of the sunken day  Distinguishes the West, no long thin slip  Of sullen Light, no obscure trembling hues.  Come, we will rest on this old mossy Bridge!  You see the glimmer of the stream beneath, &n...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...ye reproves 
Our fear of some disastrous chance for thee 
On hill, or plain, at sea, or flooding ford. 
So fierce a gale made havoc here of late 
Among the strange devices of our kings; 
Yea, shook this newer, stronger hall of ours, 
And from the statue Merlin moulded for us 
Half-wrenched a golden wing; but now--the Quest, 
This vision--hast thou seen the Holy Cup, 
That Joseph brought of old to Glastonbury?" 

`So when I told him all thyself hast heard, 
Ambrosius, and ...Read more of this...

by Wordsworth, William
...'ll be in a fright.   But Betty's bent on her intent,  For her good neighbour, Susan Gale,  Old Susan, she who dwells alone,  Is sick, and makes a piteous moan,  As if her very life would fail.   There's not a house within a mile,  No hand to help them in distress;  Old Susan lies a bed in pain,  And sorely puzzled are the twain, ...Read more of this...

by Scott, Sir Walter
...gh
     Tossed his beamed frontlet to the sky;
     A moment gazed adown the dale,
     A moment snuffed the tainted gale,
     A moment listened to the cry,
     That thickened as the chase drew nigh;
     Then, as the headmost foes appeared,
     With one brave bound the copse he cleared,
     And, stretching forward free and far,
     Sought the wild heaths of Uam-Var.
     III.

     Yelled on the view the opening pack;
     Rock, glen, and cavern paid them b...Read more of this...

by Pope, Alexander
...bler Province is to tend the Fair,
Not a less pleasing, tho' less glorious Care.
To save the Powder from too rude a Gale,
Nor let th' imprison'd Essences exhale,
To draw fresh Colours from the vernal Flow'rs,
To steal from Rainbows ere they drop in Show'rs
A brighter Wash; to curl their waving Hairs,
Assist their Blushes, and inspire their Airs;
Nay oft, in Dreams, Invention we bestow,
To change a Flounce, or add a Furbelo. 

This Day, black Omens threat the brightest...Read more of this...

by Thomson, James
...and wonders at the wintry Waste.

THE Year, yet pleasing, but declining fast,
Soft, o'er the secret Soul, in gentle Gales, 
A Philosophic Melancholly breathes,
And bears the swelling Thought aloft to Heaven.
Then forming Fancy rouses to conceive,
What never mingled with the Vulgar's Dream:
Then wake the tender Pang, the pitying Tear, 
The Sigh for suffering Worth, the Wish prefer'd
For Humankind, the Joy to see them bless'd,
And all the Social Off-spring of the Heart!...Read more of this...

by Wordsworth, William
...br> III.   High on a mountain's highest ridge,  Where oft the stormy winter gale  Cuts like a scythe, while through the clouds  It sweeps from vale to vale;  Not five yards from the mountain-path,  This thorn you on your left espy;  And to the left, three yards beyond,  You see a little muddy pond  Of water, never dry;  I'...Read more of this...

by Miller, Alice Duer
...r, 
He could sail blue water 
Day after day, 
Beyond Brenton Reef Lightship, and Beavertail, 
Past Cuttyhunk to catch a gale 
Off the Cape, while he thought of Hellas and Troy,
Chanting with joy
Greek choruses— those lines that he said
Must be written some day on a stone at his head:
'But who can know
As the long years go
That to live is happy, has found his heaven.'
My father, so far away— 
I thought of him, in Devon,
Anchoring in a blind fog in Booth Bay.

XXV 
'So,...Read more of this...

by Chaucer, Geoffrey
...bborn and strong, and jolly as a pie.* *magpie
Then could I dance to a harpe smale,
And sing, y-wis,* as any nightingale, *certainly
When I had drunk a draught of sweete wine.
Metellius, the foule churl, the swine,
That with a staff bereft his wife of life
For she drank wine, though I had been his wife,
Never should he have daunted me from drink:
And, after wine, of Venus most I think.
For all so sure as cold engenders hail,
A liquorish mouth must have a liquorish...Read more of this...

by Shelley, Percy Bysshe
...,
She called "Hermaphroditus!"--and the pale
And heavy hue which slumber could extend
Over its lips and eyes, as on the gale
A rapid shadow from a slope of grass,
Into the darkness of the stream did pass

And it unfurled its heaven-coloured pinions;
With stars of fire spotting the stream below,
And from above into the Sun's dominions
Flinging a glory like the golden glow
In which Spring clothes her emerald-winged minions,
All interwoven with fine feathery snow,
And moonlight ...Read more of this...

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