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Famous Glare Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Browning, Robert
...
All day long, save when a brown pair
Of hawks from the wood float with wide wings
Strained to a bell: 'gainst noon-day glare
You count the streaks and rings.

XXXII.

But at afternoon or almost eve
'Tis better; then the silence grows
To that degree, you half believe
It must get rid of what it knows,
Its bosom does so heave.

XXXIII.

Hither we walked then, side by side,
Arm in arm and cheek to cheek,
And still I questioned or replied,
While my heart, convulse...Read more of this...



by Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
...usly laid in the churchyard."
Such were the words of the priest. And there in haste by the sea-side,
Having the glare of the burning village for funeral torches,
But without bell or book, they buried the farmer of Grand-Pre.
And as the voice of the priest repeated the service of sorrow,
Lo! with a mournful sound, like the voice of a vast congregation,
Solemnly answered the sea, and mingled its roar with the dirges.
'T was the returning tide, that afar from the...Read more of this...

by Hugo, Victor
...TO BE SEEN. 
 
 But the great hall of generations dead 
 Has something more sepulchral and more dread 
 Than lurid glare from seven-branched chandelier 
 Or table lone with stately daïs near— 
 Two rows of arches o'er a colonnade 
 With knights on horseback all in mail arrayed, 
 Each one disposed with pillar at his back 
 And to another vis-à-vis. Nor lack 
 The fittings all complete; in each right hand 
 A lance is seen; the armored horses stand 
 With chamfron...Read more of this...

by Keats, John
...
And many hid their faces from the light:
But fierce Enceladus sent forth his eyes
Among the brotherhood; and, at their glare,
Uprose Iapetus, and Creus too,
And Phorcus, sea-born, and together strode
To where he towered on his eminence.
There those four shouted forth old Saturn's name;
Hyperion from the peak loud answered, "Saturn!"
Saturn sat near the Mother of the Gods,
In whose face was no joy, though all the Gods
Gave from their hollow throats the name of "Saturn!"

...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...ll had so mix'd their feelings with that scene, 
That when his long dark shadow through the porch 
No more relieves the glare of yon high torch, 
Each pulse beats quicker, and all bosoms seem 
To bound as doubting from too black a dream, 
Such as we know is false, yet dread in sooth, 
Because the worst is ever nearest truth. 
And they are gone — but Ezzelin is there, 
With thoughtful visage and imperious air; 
But long remain'd not; ere an hour expired 
He waved his hand ...Read more of this...



by Marvell, Andrew
...e King, and a dead shade of night 
Only dispersed by a weak taper's light, 
And those bright gleams that dart along and glare 
From his clear eyes, yet these too dark with care. 
There, as in the calm horror all alone 
He wakes, and muses of th' uneasy throne; 
Raise up a sudden shape with virgin's face, 
(Though ill agree her posture, hour, or place), 
Naked as born, and her round arms behind 
With her own tresses, interwove and twined; 
Her mouth locked up, a blind befo...Read more of this...

by Kendall, Henry
...orning, like an angel, robed in golden splendour shines; 
Shimmering mountains, throwing downward on the slopes a mazy glare 
Where the noonday glory sails through gulfs of calm and glittering air; 
Stately mountains, high and hoary, piled with blocks of amber cloud, 
Where the fading twilight lingers, when the winds are wailing loud; 

Grand old mountains, overbeetling brawling brooks and deep ravines, 
Where the moonshine, pale and mournful, flows on rocks and evergr...Read more of this...

by Emerson, Ralph Waldo
...s the mossy ground; 
For ah! the beauteous bud, too soon, 
Scorch'd by the burning eye of day; 
Shrinks from the sultry glare of noon, 
Droops its enamell'd brow, and blushing, dies away....Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...at of their state he more might learn, 
By word or action marked. About them round 
A lion now he stalks with fiery glare; 
Then as a tiger, who by chance hath spied 
In some purlieu two gentle fawns at play, 
Straight couches close, then, rising, changes oft 
His couchant watch, as one who chose his ground, 
Whence rushing, he might surest seize them both, 
Griped in each paw: when, Adam first of men 
To first of women Eve thus moving speech, 
Turned him, all ear to hear...Read more of this...

by Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
...ck 
Swim in the moonlight as he passed, 
And the meeting-house windows, blank and bare, 
Gaze at him with a spectral glare, 
As if they already stood aghast 
At the bloody work they would look upon. 

It was two by the village clock, 
When be came to the bridge in Concord town. 
He heard the bleating of the flock, 
And the twitter of birds among the trees, 
And felt the breath of the morning breeze 
Blowing over the meadows brown. 
And one was safe an...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...uller the musical recitative of old poems;
I hear the Virginia plantation-chorus of *******, of a harvest night, in the glare of
 pine-knots; 
I hear the strong baritone of the ’long-shore-men of Mannahatta; 
I hear the stevedores unlading the cargoes, and singing; 
I hear the screams of the water-fowl of solitary north-west lakes; 
I hear the rustling pattering of locusts, as they strike the grain and grass with the
 showers
 of
 their terrible clouds;
I hear the Coptic refr...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...necting wood-work, or through floors, if the fire smoulders
 under
 them,

The crowd with their lit faces, watching—the glare and dense shadows; 
—The forger at his forge-furnace, and the user of iron after him, 
The maker of the axe large and small, and the welder and temperer, 
The chooser breathing his breath on the cold steel, and trying the edge with his thumb,
The one who clean-shapes the handle, and sets it firmly in the socket; 
The shadowy processions of the portrait...Read more of this...

by Goldsmith, Oliver
...ked, admits the gorgeous train;
Tumultuous grandeur crowds the blazing square,
The rattling chariots clash, the torches glare.
Sure scenes like these no troubles e'er annoy!
Sure these denote one universal joy!
Are these thy serious thoughts?—Ah, turn thine eyes
Where the poor houseless shivering female lies.
She once, perhaps, in a village plenty blessed,
Has wept at tales of innocence distressed;
Her modest looks the cottage might adorn,
Sweet as the primrose peeps ...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...Lord 
And to the Holy Vessel of the Grail.' 
Then in my madness I essayed the door; 
It gave; and through a stormy glare, a heat 
As from a seventimes-heated furnace, I, 
Blasted and burnt, and blinded as I was, 
With such a fierceness that I swooned away-- 
O, yet methought I saw the Holy Grail, 
All palled in crimson samite, and around 
Great angels, awful shapes, and wings and eyes. 
And but for all my madness and my sin, 
And then my swooning, I had sworn I saw 
...Read more of this...

by Scott, Sir Walter
...
     Sullen and slowly they unclasp,
     As struck with shame, their desperate grasp,
     And each upon his rival glared,
     With foot advanced and blade half bared.
     XXXV.

     Ere yet the brands aloft were flung,
     Margaret on Roderick's mantle hung,
     And Malcolm heard his Ellen's scream,
     As faltered through terrific dream.
     Then Roderick plunged in sheath his sword,
     And veiled his wrath in scornful word:'
     Rest safe till morn...Read more of this...

by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
..., 
With nothing on it for the flame to kill
Save one who moved and was alone up there 
To loom before the chaos and the glare 
As if he were the last god going home 
Unto his last desire. 

Dark, marvelous, and inscrutable he moved on
Till down the fiery distance he was gone, 
Like one of those eternal, remote things 
That range across a man’s imaginings 
When a sure music fills him and he knows 
What he may say thereafter to few men,—
The touch of ages having wrought 
An...Read more of this...

by Lowell, Amy
...ght that no shadow could fall
From the furniture upon the wall.
Paul sighed as he looked at the empty space
Where a glare usurped the lady's place.
He settled himself to his work, but his mind
Wandered, and he would wake to find
His hand suspended, his eyes grown dim,
And nothing advanced beyond the rim
Of his dreaming. The Cardinal sent to pay
For his watch, which had purchased so fine a day.
But Paul could hardly touch the gold,
It seemed the price of his Sh...Read more of this...

by Carroll, Lewis
...hurry by? 

"And hear dumb shrieks that fill the air;
See mouths that gape, and eyes that stare
And redden in the dusky glare? 

"The meadows breathing amber light,
The darkness toppling from the height,
The feathery train of granite Night? 

"Shall he, grown gray among his peers,
Through the thick curtain of his tears
Catch glimpses of his earlier years, 

"And hear the sounds he knew of yore,
Old shufflings on the sanded floor,
Old knuckles tapping at the door? 

"Yet still...Read more of this...

by Shelley, Percy Bysshe
...the way
The throng grew wilder, as the woods of June
When the South wind shakes the extinguished day.--
And a cold glare, intenser than the noon
But icy cold, obscured with [[blank]] light
The Sun as he the stars. Like the young moon
When on the sunlit limits of the night
Her white shell trembles amid crimson air
And whilst the sleeping tempest gathers might
Doth, as a herald of its coming, bear
The ghost of her dead Mother, whose dim form
Bends in dark ether from he...Read more of this...

by Shelley, Percy Bysshe
...,
With its etherial vans: and, speeding there,
Like a star up the torrent of the night,
Or a swift eagle in the morning glare
Breasting the whirlwind with impetuous flight,
The pinnace, oared by those enchanted wings,
Clove the fierce streams towards their upper springs.

The water flashed,--like sunlight, by the prow
Of a noon-wandering meteor flung to heaven;
The still air seemed as if its waves did flow
In tempest down the mountains; loosely driven,
The Lady's radiant ...Read more of this...

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