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Famous Godly Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Burns, Robert
...ster, landlord, husband, father,
He does na fail his part in either.


 But then, nae thanks to him for a’that;
Nae godly symptom ye can ca’ that;
It’s naething but a milder feature
Of our poor, sinfu’ corrupt nature:
Ye’ll get the best o’ moral works,
’Mang black Gentoos, and pagan Turks,
Or hunters wild on Ponotaxi,
Wha never heard of orthodoxy.
That he’s the poor man’s friend in need,
The gentleman in word and deed,
It’s no thro’ terror of damnation;
It’s just a ca...Read more of this...



by Burns, Robert
...’ righteousness did toil aye;
Ye dainty Deacons, and ye douce Conveners,
To whom our moderns are but causey-cleaners
Ye godly Councils, wha hae blest this town;
ye godly Brethren o’ the sacred gown,
Wha meekly gie your hurdies to the smiters;
And (what would now be strange), ye godly Writers;
A’ ye douce folk I’ve borne aboon the broo,
Were ye but here, what would ye say or do?
How would your spirits groan in deep vexation,
To see each melancholy alteration;
And, agonising, c...Read more of this...

by Burns, Robert
...judges rise,
 They canna sit for anger,
Smith 4 opens out his cauld harangues,
 On practice and on morals;
An’ aff the godly pour in thrangs,
 To gie the jars an’ barrels
 A lift that day.


What signifies his barren shine,
 Of moral powers an’ reason?
His English style, an’ gesture fine
 Are a’ clean out o’ season.
Like Socrates or Antonine,
 Or some auld pagan heathen,
The moral man he does define,
 But ne’er a word o’ faith in
 That’s right that day.


In guid...Read more of this...

by Burns, Robert
...was his trade;
His leg was so tight, and his cheek was so ruddy,
Transported I was with my sodger laddie.


But the godly old chaplain left him in the lurch;
The sword I forsook for the sake of the church:
He ventur’d the soul, and I risked the body,
’Twas then I proved false to my sodger laddie.


Full soon I grew sick of my sanctified sot,
The regiment at large for a husband I got;
From the gilded spontoon to the fife I was ready,
I askèd no more but a sodger laddie...Read more of this...

by Burns, Robert
...k, sair forfairn,
 Has proven to its ruin: 8
Our patron, honest man! Glencairn,
 He saw mischief was brewin;
An’ like a godly, elect bairn,
 He’s waled us out a true ane,
 And sound, this day.


Now Robertson 9 harangue nae mair,
 But steek your gab for ever;
Or try the wicked town of Ayr,
 For there they’ll think you clever;
Or, nae reflection on your lear,
 Ye may commence a shaver;
Or to the Netherton 10 repair,
 An’ turn a carpet weaver
 Aff-hand this day.


Mu’tr...Read more of this...



by Spenser, Edmund
...look at last up to that sovereign light,
From whose pure beams all perfect beauty springs,
That kindleth love in every godly sprite,
Even the love of God, which loathing brings
Of this vile world and these gay-seeming things;
With whose sweet pleasures being so possest,
Thy straying thoughts henceforth for ever rest....Read more of this...

by Smart, Christopher
...lign'd 
As he such melody divin'd, 
 And sense and soul detain'd; 
Now striking strong, now soothing soft, 
He sent the godly sounds aloft, 
 Or in delight refrain'd. 

 XXIX 
When up to heav'n his thoughts he pil'd 
From fervent lips fair Michal smil'd, 
 As blush to blush she stood; 
And chose herself the queen, and gave 
Her utmost from her heart, "so brave, 
 And plays his hymns so good." 

 *** 
The pillars of the Lord are seven, 
Which stand from earth to topmos...Read more of this...

by Dryden, John
...ock as Israel.
Would David have you thought his darling son?
What means he then, to alienate the crown?
The name of godly he may blush to bear:
'Tis after God's own heart to cheat his heir.
He to his brother gives supreme command;
To you a legacy of barren land:
Perhaps th'old harp, on which he thrums his lays:
Or some dull Hebrew ballad in your praise.
Then the next heir, a prince, severe and wise
Already looks on you with jealous eyes;
Sees through the thin disg...Read more of this...

by Spenser, Edmund
...look at last up to that sovereign light,
From whose pure beams all perfect beauty springs,
That kindleth love in every godly sprite,
Even the love of God, which loathing brings
Of this vile world and these gay-seeming things;
With whose sweet pleasures being so possest,
Thy straying thoughts henceforth for ever rest....Read more of this...

by Masefield, John
...es; 
But a right Jamaica puncheon is a finer prize 
To the old bold mate of Henry Morgan. 

Oh some that's good and godly ones they hold that it's a sin 
To troll the jolly bowl around, and let the dollars spin; 
But I'm for toleration and for drinking at an inn, 
Says the old bold mate of Henry Morgan. 

Oh some are sad and wretched folk that go in silken suits, 
And there's a mort of wicked rogues that live in good reputes; 
So I'm for drinking honestly, and dying i...Read more of this...

by Eliot, T S (Thomas Stearns)
...ls;
Bot for I wolde no were, my wedez ar softer.
Bot if thou be so bold as alle burnez tellen,
Thou wyl grant me godly the gomen that I ask
bi ryyght."
Arthour con onsware,
And sayd, "Sir cortays knyyght,
If thou craue batayl bare,
Here faylez thou not to fyyght."
"Nay, frayst I no fyyght, in fayth I the telle,
Hit arn aboute on this bench bot berdlez chylder.
If I were hasped in armes on a heyghe stede,

Here is no mon me to mach, for myyghtez so...Read more of this...

by Trumbull, John
...sembly wait!
What titled Jauncys, Gales and Billops;
Lord Brush, Lord Wilkins and Lord Philips!
In wide-sleeved pomp of godly guise,
What solemn rows of Bishops rise!
Aloft a Cardinal's hat is spread
O'er punster Cooper's reverend head.
In Vardell, that poetic zealot,
I view a lawn-bedizen'd Prelate;
While mitres fall, as 'tis their duty,
On heads of Chandler and Auchmuty!
Knights, Viscounts, Barons, shall ye meet,
As thick as pebbles in the street;
E'en I perhaps (heaven...Read more of this...

by Goldsmith, Oliver
...rose.
A man he was to all the country dear,
And passing rich with forty pounds a year;
Remote from towns he ran his godly race,
Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place;
Unpractised he to fawn, or seek for power,
By doctrines fashioned to the varying hour;
Far other aims his heart had learned to prize,
More skilled to raise the wretched than to rise.
His house was known to all the vagrant train,
He chid their wanderings, but relieved their pain;
The long ...Read more of this...

by Bradstreet, Anne
...rom alliance now can I have hope,
5.18 But what I have done well, that is my prop.
5.19 He that in youth is godly, wise, and sage
5.20 Provides a staff for to support his age.
5.21 Great mutations, some joyful, and some sad,
5.22 In this short Pilgrimage I oft have had.
5.23 Sometimes the Heavens with plenty smil'd on me,
5.24 Sometimes, again, rain'd all adversity;
5.25 Sometimes in honour, sometimes in disgrace,
5.26 Sometime ...Read more of this...

by Lanier, Sidney
...nce had marched and menace made
Against Pope Innocent at Avignon,
And how the Pope nor ate nor drank nor slept,
Through godly fear concerning his red wines.
For if these knaves should sack his holy house
And all the blessed casks be knocked o' the head,
HORRENDUM! all his Holiness' drink to be
Profanely guzzled down the reeking throats
Of scoundrels, and inflame them on to seize
The massy coffers of the Church's gold,
And steal, mayhap, the carven silver shrine
And all th...Read more of this...

by Stephens, James
...uries were trodden blind 
In gulfs chaotic -- so He could not see 
When He was not who always had To Be. 

Not even godly fortitude can stare 
Into Eternity, nor easy bear 
The insolent vacuity of Time: 
It is too much, the mind can never climb 
Up to its meaning, for, without an end, 
Without beginning, plan, or scope, or trend 
To point a path, there nothing is to hold 
And steady surmise: so the mind is rolled 
And swayed and drowned in dull Immensity. 
Eternity ou...Read more of this...

by Pope, Alexander
...by various ways,
Make some take Physick, others scribble Plays;
Who cause the Proud their Visits to delay,
And send the Godly in a Pett, to pray.
A Nymph there is, that all thy Pow'r disdains,
And thousands more in equal Mirth maintains.
But oh! if e'er thy Gnome could spoil a Grace,
Or raise a Pimple on a beauteous Face,
Like Citron-Waters Matron's Cheeks inflame,
Or change Complexions at a losing Game; 
If e'er with airy Horns I planted Heads,
Or rumpled Petticoats,...Read more of this...

by Coleridge, Samuel Taylor
...joy
The dead men could not blast.

I saw a third-I heard his voice:
It is the Hermit good!
He singeth loud his godly hymns
That he makes in the wood.
He'll shrieve my soul he'll wash away
The Albatross's blood.

PART SEVEN

THIS Hermit good lives in that wood
Which slopes down to the sea.
How loudly his sweet voice he rears!
He loves to talk with marineres
That come from a far countree.

He kneels at morn, and noon, and eve--
He hath a c...Read more of this...

by Abercrombie, Lascelles
...wears, this old shipman, 
A thing to make his proud heart of evil 
Writhe like a trodden snake; yea, he shall see 
How godly faith can go upon the huge Fury of forces bursting out of law, 
Easily as a boy goes on windy grass. -- 
O marvel! that my little life of mind 
Can by mere thinking the unsizeable 
Creatures of sea enslave! I must believe it. 
The mind hath many powers beyond name 
Deep womb'd within it, and can shoot strange vigours: 
Men there have been who c...Read more of this...

by Chaucer, Geoffrey
...dewes habite blak; but nathelees, 
Right as our firste lettre is now an A,
In beautee first so stood she, makelees;
Hir godly looking gladede al the prees.
Nas never seyn thing to ben preysed derre,
Nor under cloude blak so bright a sterre 

As was Criseyde, as folk seyde everichoon
That hir behelden in hir blake wede;
And yet she stood ful lowe and stille alloon,
Bihinden othere folk, in litel brede,
And neigh the dore, ay under shames drede, 
Simple of a-tyr, and debona...Read more of this...

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