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Famous Go On Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Thomas, Dylan
...d skate on Farmer Giles' pond and did and drowned; and books that told me everything about the wasp,
except why."

"Go on the Useless Presents."
"Bags of moist and many-colored jelly babies and a folded flag and a false nose and a tram-conductor's cap and
a machine that punched tickets and rang a bell; never a catapult; once, by mistake that no one could explain, a
little hatchet; and a celluloid duck that made, when you pressed it, a most unducklike sound, a mewing m...Read more of this...



by Whitman, Walt
...ferments are for;
I know not fruition’s success—but I know that through war and peace your work
 goes
 on, and must yet go on.) 

21
.... Thus, by blue Ontario’s shore, 
While the winds fann’d me, and the waves came trooping toward me, 
I thrill’d with the Power’s pulsations—and the charm of my theme was upon
 me, 
Till the tissues that held me, parted their ties upon me.

And I saw the free Souls of poets; 
The loftiest bards of past ages strode befor...Read more of this...

by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...might attend your presence here this evening.” 

“I thank you for your soothing introduction, 
Avon,” I said. “Go on. The Lord giveth, 
The Lord taketh away. I trust myself 
Always to you and to your courtesy.
Only remember that I cling somewhat 
Affectionately to the old tradition.”— 
“I understand you and your part,” said Avon; 
“And I dare say it’s well enough, tonight, 
We play around the circumstance a little.
I’ve read of men that half way t...Read more of this...

by Ferlinghetti, Lawrence
...And now our government
a bird with two right wings
flies on from zone to zone
while we go on having our little fun & games
at each election
as if it really mattered who the pilot is
of Air Force One
(They're interchangeable, stupid!)
While this bird with two right wings
flies right on with its corporate flight crew
And this year its the Great Movie Cowboy in the cockpit
And next year its the great Bush pilot
And now its the Chameleon Kid
and h...Read more of this...

by Browning, Robert
...edition fifty volumes long; 
And little Greek books, with the funny type 
They get up well at Leipsic, fill the next: 
Go on! slabbed marble, what a bath it makes! 
And Parma's pride, the Jerome, let us add! 
'T were pleasant could Correggio's fleeting glow 
Hang full in face of one where'er one roams, 
Since he more than the others brings with him 
Italy's self,--the marvellous Modenese!-- 


Yet was not on your list before, perhaps. 
--Alas, friend, here's the agent .<...Read more of this...



by Thayer, Ernest Lawrence
...br> 

With a smile of Christian charity, great Casey's visage shone, 
he stilled the rising tumult, he bade the game go on. 

He signaled to the pitcher, and once more the dun sphere flew, 
but Casey still ignored it, and the umpire said, "Strike two!" 

"Fraud!" cried the maddened thousands, and echo answered "Fraud!" 
But one scornful look from Casey and the audience was awed. 

They saw his face grow stern and cold, they saw his muscles strain, 
and the...Read more of this...

by Larkin, Philip
...stone;
Pick simples for a cancer; or on some
Advised night see walking a dead one?
Power of some sort or other will go on
In games in riddles seemingly at random;
But superstition like belief must die 
And what remains when disbelief has gone?
Grass weedy pavement brambles butress sky.

A shape less recognisable each week 
A purpose more obscure. I wonder who
Will be the last the very last to seek
This place for whta it was; one of the crew
That tap and ...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...s to Heaven amidst his gorgeous feast,
But with besotted base ingratitude
Crams, and blasphemes his Feeder. Shall I go on
Or have I said enow? To him that dares
Arm his profane tongue with contemptuous words
Against the sun-clad power of chastity
Fain would I something say;—yet to what end?
Thou hast nor ear, nor soul, to apprehend
The sublime notion and high mystery
That must be uttered to unfold the sage
And serious doctrine of Virginity;
And thou art worthy that thou s...Read more of this...

by Marvell, Andrew
...ix a vain terror in his martial look, 
And all those lines by which men are mistook; 
But when, by shame constrained to go on board, 
He heard how the wild cannon nearer roared, 
And saw himself confined like sheep in pen, 
Daniel then thought he was in lion's den. 
And when the frightful fireships he saw, 
Pregnant with sulphur, to him nearer draw, 
Captain, lieutenant, ensign, all make haste 
Ere in the fiery furnace they be cast-- 
Three children tall, unsinged, away t...Read more of this...

by Moore, Marianne
...ence but its silences,
he says of it:
"It clothes me with a shirt of fire."
"He dares not clap his hands
to make it go on
lest it should fly off;
if he does nothing, it will sleep;
if he cries out, it will not understand."
Unnerved by the nightingale
and dazzled by the apple,
impelled by "the illusion of a fire
effectual to extinguish fire,"
compared with which
the shining of the earth
is but deformity -- a fire
"as high as deep as bright as broad
as long as life itse...Read more of this...

by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...nder. Since the world 
Was ordered, there was never a long pause 
For caution between doing and undoing.

BURR

Go on, sir; my attention is a trap 
Set for the catching of all compliments 
To Monticello, and all else abroad 
That has a name or an identity. 

HAMILTON

I leave to you the names—there are too many;
Yet one there is to sift and hold apart, 
As now I see. There comes at last a glimmer 
That is not always clouded, or too late. 
But I was near an...Read more of this...

by Brautigan, Richard
...say, "Hold your end up.'' Then he

couldn't hear anything.

 About ten minutes later he saw all sorts of lights go on at

another campsite down along the creek. He heard a distant

voice shouting, "The answer is no ! You already woke up the

kids. They have to have their rest. We're going on a four-

mile hike tomorrow up to Fish Konk Lake. Try someplace

else. "...Read more of this...

by Eliot, T S (Thomas Stearns)
...flow,
And youth is cruel, and has no remorse
And smiles at situations which it cannot see.”
I smile, of course,
And go on drinking tea.
“Yet with these April sunsets, that somehow recall
My buried life, and Paris in the Spring,
I feel immeasurably at peace, and find the world
To be wonderful and youthful, after all.”

The voice returns like the insistent out-of-tune
Of a broken violin on an August afternoon:
“I am always sure that you understand
My feelings, alway...Read more of this...

by Ashbery, John
...th an enthusiasm
I have known elsewhere, and known why
It seemed meaningful, that others felt this way
Years ago. I go on consulting
This mirror that is no longer mine
For as much brisk vacancy as is to be
My portion this time. And the vase is always full
Because there is only just so much room
And it accommodates everything. The sample
One sees is not to be taken as
Merely that, but as everything as it
May be imagined outside time--not as a gesture
But as all, in...Read more of this...

by Frost, Robert
...wings and saying Chickadee,
As if not knowing what you meant by the word storm.”

“But why when no one wants you to go on?
Your wife—she doesn’t want you to. We don’t,
And you yourself don’t want to. Who else is there?”

“Save us from being cornered by a woman.
Well, there’s”—She told Fred afterward that in
The pause right there, she thought the dreaded word
Was coming, “God.” But no, he only said
“Well, there’s—the storm. That says I must go on.
T...Read more of this...

by Lowell, Amy
...t quite that?"
"No, it is not," he answered, "but I've caught
The trick of missing you. One thing is flat,
I cannot go on this way. Life is what
Might best be conjured up by the word: `Hell'.
Dearest, when will you come?" Lotta, to quell
His effervescence, pointed to the gems
Within the window, asked him to admire
A bracelet or a buckle. But one stems
Uneasily the burning of a fire.
Heinrich was chafing, pricked by his desire.
Little by little she wooe...Read more of this...

by Tagore, Rabindranath
...ments themselves falling. The secret
Of this journey is to let the wind
Blow its dust all over your body,
To let it go on blowing, to step lightly, lightly
All the way through your ruins, and not to lose
Any sleep over the dead, who surely
Will bury their own, don't worry....Read more of this...

by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...e thought 
A phantom or a legend until then; 
For whether lighted over ways that save, 
Or lured from all repose,
If he go on too far to find a grave, 
Mostly alone he goes. 

Even he, who stood where I had found him, 
On high with fire all round him, 
Who moved along the molten west,
And over the round hill’s crest 
That seemed half ready with him to go down, 
Flame-bitten and flame-cleft, 
As if there were to be no last thing left 
Of a nameless unimaginable town,— 
Eve...Read more of this...

by Neruda, Pablo
...be great
to go through the streets with a green knife
letting out yells until I died of the cold.

I don't want to go on being a root in the dark,
insecure, stretched out, shivering with sleep,
going on down, into the moist guts of the earth,
taking in and thinking, eating every day.

I don't want so much misery.
I don't want to go on as a root and a tomb,
alone under the ground, a warehouse with corpses,
half frozen, dying of grief.

That's why Monday, when ...Read more of this...

by Akhmatova, Anna
...iff, tight plait.

Best for me your child to rock and sway,
And for you to make fifty rubles in a day,

And to go on memory day to cemetery
There to look upon the white God's lilac tree.



x x x

I will lead a man to dear one --
I don't want the little joy --
And I'll quietly lay to sleep
The glad, tired little boy.

In a chilly room once more
I will pray to Mother of God,
It is hard to be a hermit,
To be happy is also hard.

Only fier...Read more of this...

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