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Famous Gasps Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Marvell, Andrew
...th.
Like polish'd Mirrours, so his steely Brest
Had ev'ry figure of her woes exprest;
And with the damp of her last Gasps obscur'd,
Had drawn such staines as were not to be cur'd.
Fate could not either reach with single stroke,
But the dear Image fled the Mirrour broke.
Who now shall tell us more of mournful Swans,
Of Halcyons kind, or bleeding Pelicans?
No downy breast did ere so gently beat,
Or fan with airy plumes so soft an heat.
For he no duty by his heig...Read more of this...



by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...not the shield I knew? and why 
Trampled ye thus on that which bare the Crown?' 

Then Balin told him brokenly, and in gasps, 
All that had chanced, and Balan moaned again. 

'Brother, I dwelt a day in Pellam's hall: 
This Garlon mocked me, but I heeded not. 
And one said "Eat in peace! a liar is he, 
And hates thee for the tribute!" this good knight 
Told me, that twice a wanton damsel came, 
And sought for Garlon at the castle-gates, 
Whom Pellam drove away with ho...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...ath; 
Underneath the ostensible sounds, the august chorus of heroes, the wail of slaves,
Persuasions of lovers, curses, gasps of the dying, laughter of young people, accents of
 bargainers, 
Underneath these, possessing the words that never fail. 

To her children, the words of the eloquent dumb great mother never fail; 
The true words do not fail, for motion does not fail, and reflection does not fail; 
Also the day and night do not fail, and the voyage we pursue does no...Read more of this...

by Berryman, John
...hest is pinched. The enemy are sick,
and so is us of. Often, to rising trysts,
like this one, drove he out

and gasps of love, after all, had got him ready.
However things hurt, men hurt worse. He's stark
to be jerked onward?
Yes. In the headlights he got' keep him steady,
leak not, look out over. This' hard work,
boss, wait' for The Word....Read more of this...

by Eliot, T S (Thomas Stearns)
...being part of it, until her teeth
were only accidental stars with a talent for squad-drill. I was drawn in by short gasps, inhaled at
each momentary recovery, lost finally in the dark caverns of her throat, bruised by the ripple of
unseen muscles. An elderly waiter with trembling hands was hurriedly spreading a pink and white
checked cloth over the rusty green iron table, saying: “If the lady and gentleman wish to take their
tea in the garden, if the lady and gentlema...Read more of this...



by Byron, George (Lord)
...y courser's feet,
A moment staggering, feebly fleet,
A moment, with a faint low neigh,
He answered, and then fell!
With gasps and glazing eyes he lay,
And reeking limbs immoveable,
His first and last career is done!
On came the troop - they saw him stoop,
They saw me strangely bound along
His back with many a bloody thong.
They stop - they start - they snuff the air,
Gallop a moment here and there,
Approach, retire, wheel round and round,
Then plunging back with sudden bo...Read more of this...

by Arnold, Matthew
...s eye; his head droop'd low,
His limbs grew slack; motionless, white, he lay--
White, with eyes closed; only when heavy gasps,
Deep heavy gasps quivering through all his frame,
Convulsed him back to life, he open'd them,
And fix'd them feebly on his father's face;
Till now all strength was ebb'd, and from his limbs
Unwillingly the spirit fled away,
Regretting the warm mansion which it left,
And youth, and bloom, and this delightful world. 

So, on the bloody sand, Sohrab ...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...od, iron, high in the air. 

Again gurgles the mouth of my dying general—he furiously waves with his
 hand; 
He gasps through the clot, Mind not me—mind—the entrenchments. 

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Now I tell what I knew in Texas in my early youth;
(I tell not the fall of Alamo, 
Not one escaped to tell the fall of Alamo, 
The hundred and fifty are dumb yet at Alamo;) 
’Tis the tale of the murder in cold blood of four hundred and twelve young
 men. 

Retreating, they had...Read more of this...

by Delville, Jean
...erical haircloths,
which come to mortify the lecherous obsessions,
it is raining upon my feverish body, scorched with gasps,
Rigidly, like chimerical haircloths,
it is raining lethargy, it is raining upon my flesh?

implacably, dismally, prophetically?
...Read more of this...

by Aiken, Conrad
...girl hears the roar in her sleep, and dreams
That her lover is caught in a burning tower,
She clutches the pillow, she gasps for breath, she screams . . .
And then by degrees her breath grows quiet and slow,
She dreams of an evening, long ago:
Of colored lanterns balancing under trees,
Some of them softly catching afire;
And beneath the lanterns a motionless face she sees,
Golden with lamplight, smiling, serene . . .
The leaves are a pale and glitteri...Read more of this...

by Aiken, Conrad
...girl hears the roar in her sleep, and dreams
That her lover is caught in a burning tower,
She clutches the pillow, she gasps for breath, she screams . . .
And then by degrees her breath grows quiet and slow,
She dreams of an evening, long ago:
Of colored lanterns balancing under trees,
Some of them softly catching afire;
And beneath the lanterns a motionless face she sees,
Golden with lamplight, smiling, serene . . .
The leaves are a pale and glitteri...Read more of this...

by Hopkins, Gerard Manley
...lifebelt and God's will
Lend him a lift from the sea-swill. 

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Now he shoots short up to the round air;
Now he gasps, now he gazes everywhere;
 But his eye no cliff, no coast or
Mark makes in the rivelling snowstorm. 

 18

Him, after an hour of wintry waves,
A schooner sights, with another, and saves,
 And he boards her in Oh! such joy
He has lost count what came next, poor boy.—

 19

They say who saw one sea-corpse cold
He was all of lovely manly mould,
 E...Read more of this...

by Jarrell, Randall
..., the same 
Thin blood, mixed with water, trickles from their sides. 
The taste of vinegar is on every tongue 
That gasps, "My God, my God, why hast Thou forsaken me?"
They watch, they are, the one thing in the world. 

So, earlier, everything is pointed 
In van der Goes' Nativity, toward the naked 
Shining baby, like the needle of a compass. 
The different orders and sizes of the world: 
The angels like Little People, perched in the rafters 
Or hovering in mid-ai...Read more of this...

by Paterson, Andrew Barton
...any a shout -- 
The Rabbi so elderly, grave, and patrician, 
Had been in his youth a bold metallician, 
And offered, in gasps, as they merrily spieled, 
"Any price Abraham! Evens the field!" 
Alas! the whole clan, they raced and they ran, 
And Abraham proved him an "even time" man, 
But the goat -- now a speck they could scarce keep their eyes on -- 
Stretched out in his stride in a style most surprisin' 
And vanished ere long o'er the distant horizon. 

Away in the camp ...Read more of this...

by McCrae, John
...even we, but death
Came for our helper; like a sudden flood
The crashing darkness fell; our painful breath
We drew with gasps amid the choking blood.

The roar fell faint and farther off, and soon
Sank to a foolish humming in our ears,
Like crickets in the long, hot afternoon
Among the wheat fields of the olden years.

Before our eyes a boundless wall of red
Shot through by sudden streaks of jagged pain!
Then a slow-gathering darkness overhead
And rest came on us like...Read more of this...

by Levine, Philip
...and that together they are only one man 
sharing a heart that always labours, hands 
yellowed and cracked, a mouth that gasps 
for breath and asks, Am I gonna make it? 

All night at the ice plant he had fed 
the chute its silvery blocks, and then I 
stacked cases of orange soda for the children 
of Kentucky, one gray boxcar at a time 

with always two more waiting. We were twenty 
for such a short time and always in 
the wrong clothes, crusted with dirt 
and sweat. I...Read more of this...

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