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Famous Goodman Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Horace,
...When the girls are weaving baskets,
          And the lads are shaping bows;

               LXX

     When the goodman mends his armor,
          And trims his helmet's plume;
     When the goodwife's shuttle merrily
          Goes flashing through the loom;
     With weeping and with laughter
          Still is the story told,
     How well Horatius kept the bridge
          In the brave days of old....Read more of this...



by Hardy, Thomas
...And at junketings, maypoles, and flings;
But she bode wi' a thirtover uncle, and he
Swore by noon and by night that her goodman should be
Naibor Sweatley--a gaffer oft weak at the knee
From taking o' sommat more cheerful than tea--
Who tranted, and moved people's things.

She cried, "O pray pity me!" Nought would he hear;
Then with wild rainy eyes she obeyed,
She chid when her Love was for clinking off wi' her.
The pa'son was told, as the season drew near
To throw ove...Read more of this...

by Kipling, Rudyard
...oke
 And my wits was clean astray.

0, stop your ringing and let me be--
Let be, 0 Brookland bells!
You'll ring Old Goodman out of the sea,
Before I wed one else!

Old Goodman's Farm is rank sea-sand,
And was this thousand year;
But it shall turn to rich plough-land
Before I change my dear.

0, Fairfield Church is water-bound
From autumn to the spring;
But it shall turn to high hill-ground
Before my bells do ring.

0, leave me walk on Brookland Road,
In the thunde...Read more of this...

by Wilde, Oscar
...eamew with its fretful cry
Flits like a sudden drift of snow against the dull grey sky.

Full winter: and the lusty goodman brings
His load of faggots from the chilly byre,
And stamps his feet upon the hearth, and flings
The sappy billets on the waning fire,
And laughs to see the sudden lightening scare
His children at their play, and yet, - the spring is in the air;

Already the slim crocus stirs the snow,
And soon yon blanched fields will bloom again
With nodding cowsli...Read more of this...

by Smart, Christopher
...ous to the house of Stuart and consider their afflictions. 

For I pray God be gracious to the seed of Virgil to Mr GOODMAN SMITH of King's and Joseph STUD. 

For I give God the glory that I am a son of ABRAHAM a PRINCE of the house of my fathers. 

For my brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, and as the stream of brooks that pass away. 

For I bless God for my retreat at CANBURY, as it was the place of the nativity of my children. 

For I pray God t...Read more of this...



by Strode, William
...undred years, as well
By Lords and Ladies, as ere Rome could doe
By Consulships. These boughes can witnesse too
How goodman Berry tript it in his youth,
And how his daughter Joane, of late forsooth
Became her place. It might as well have grown,
If Pan had pleas'd, on toppe of Westwell downe,
Instead of that proud Ash; and easily
Have given ayme to travellers passing by
With wider armes. But see, it more desirde
Here to bee lov'd at home than there admirde:
And por...Read more of this...

by Whittier, John Greenleaf
...dest two years' bride,
She scowls in the face of her husband,
And spurns her child aside.

"Rake out the red coals, goodman,--
For there the child shall lie,
Till the black witch comes to fetch her
And both up chimney fly.

"It's never my own little daughter,
It's never my own," she said;
"The witches have stolen my Anna,
And left me an imp instead.

"Oh, fair and sweet was my baby,
Blue eyes, and hair of gold;
But this is ugly and wrinkled,
Cross, and cunning, an...Read more of this...

by Hardy, Thomas
...d at junketings, maypoles, and flings; 
But she bode wi' a thirtover uncle, and he 
Swore by noon and by night that her goodman should be 
Naibor Sweatley--a gaffer oft weak at the knee 
From taking o' sommat more cheerful than tea-- 
 Who tranted, and moved people's things. 

She cried, "O pray pity me!" Nought would he hear; 
 Then with wild rainy eyes she obeyed, 
She chid when her Love was for clinking off wi' her. 
The pa'son was told, as the season drew near 
To...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...fusion. Look you! the gray mare 
Is ill to live with, when her whinny shrills 
From tile to scullery, and her small goodman 
Shrinks in his arm-chair while the fires of Hell 
Mix with his hearth: but you--she's yet a colt-- 
Take, break her: strongly groomed and straitly curbed 
She might not rank with those detestable 
That let the bantling scald at home, and brawl 
Their rights and wrongs like potherbs in the street. 
They say she's comely; there's the fairer chance...Read more of this...

by Hardy, Thomas
...e.
"I've known thee many a year, Kit Twink,
And ever hast thou fooled me!"

--"But, Mistress Damon--I can swear
Thy goodman John is dead!
And soon th'lt hear their feet who bear
His body to his bed."

So unwontedly sad was the merry man's face--
That face which had long deceived--
That she gazed and gazed; and then could trace
The truth there; and she believed.

She laid a hand on the dresser-ledge,
And scanned far Egdon-side;
And stood; and you heard the wind-swe...Read more of this...

by Lanier, Sidney
...O marriage-bells, your clamor tells
Two weddings in one breath.
SHE marries whom her love compels:
-- And I wed Goodman Death!
My brain is blank, my tears are red;
Listen, O God: -- "I will," he said: --
And I would that I were dead.
Come groomsman Grief and bridesmaid Pain
Come and stand with a ghastly twain.
My Bridegroom Death is come o'er the meres
To wed a bride with bloody tears.
Ring, ring, O bells, full merrily:
Life-bells to her, death-bells to me...Read more of this...

by Chaucer, Geoffrey
...t now to purpose, why I tolde thee
That I was beaten for a book, pardie.

Upon a night Jenkin, that was our sire,* *goodman
Read on his book, as he sat by the fire,
Of Eva first, that for her wickedness
Was all mankind brought into wretchedness,
For which that Jesus Christ himself was slain,
That bought us with his hearte-blood again.
Lo here express of women may ye find
That woman was the loss of all mankind.
Then read he me how Samson lost his hairs
Sleeping, hi...Read more of this...

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