Get Your Premium Membership

Famous Gore Poems by Famous Poets

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

See also:

by Burns, Robert
...bare
 Corruption’s heart:
Some teach the bard—a darling care—
 The tuneful art.


“’Mong swelling floods of reeking gore,
They, ardent, kindling spirits pour;
Or, ’mid the venal senate’s roar,
 They, sightless, stand,
To mend the honest patriot-lore,
 And grace the hand.


“And when the bard, or hoary sage,
Charm or instruct the future age,
They bind the wild poetric rage
 In energy,
Or point the inconclusive page
 Full on the eye.


“Hence, Fullarton, the brave a...Read more of this...



by Brackenridge, Hugh Henry
...and Acosta's, pride of Spain 
Whom blood and murder only satisfy'd. 
Behold their doleful regions overflow'd 
With gore, and blacken'd with ten thousand deaths 
From Mexico to Patagonia far, 
Where howling winds sweep round the southern cape, 
And other suns and other stars arise! 



ACASTO. 
Such is the curse Eugenio where the soul 
Humane is wanting, but we boast no seats 
Of cruelty like Spain's unfeeling sons. 
The British Epithet is merciful: 
And we the so...Read more of this...

by Smart, Christopher
...me; 
 Glorious the thunder's roar: 
Glorious hosanna from the den; 
Glorious the catholic amen; 
 Glorious the martyr's gore: 

 LXXXVI 
Glorious—more glorious, is the crown 
Of Him that brought salvation down, 
 By meekness, call'd thy Son: 
Thou at stupendous truth believ'd;— 
And now the matchless deed's achiev'd, 
 DETERMIN'D, DAR'D, AND DONE....Read more of this...

by Nash, Ogden
...
His white lips scream as in a dream,
"For God's sake, let's away!
If ever I meet with Pinball Pete
I will not seek his gore,
Lest a treadmill grim I must trudge with him
On the hideous thirteenth floor."

"For you I rejoice," said Maxie's voice,
"And I bid you go in peace,
But I am late for a dancing date
That nevermore will cease.
So remember, friend, as your way you wend,
That it would have happened to you,
But I turned the heat on Pinball Pete;
You see - I had a d...Read more of this...

by Dryden, John
...themselves their witnesses will swear,
Till viper-like their mother plot they tear:
And suck for nutriment that bloody gore
Which was their principle of life before.
Their Belial with the Belzebub will fight;
Thus on my foes, my foes shall do me right:
Nor doubt th'event: for factious crowds engage
In their first onset, all their brutal rage;
Then, let 'em take an unresisted course:
Retire and traverse, and delude their force:
But when they stand all breathless, urge the...Read more of this...



by Wilcox, Ella Wheeler
...rriors brave and bold, 

VI.

Yet who, unlike those martial dames of yore, 
Grew pale and shuddered at the sight of gore.
A fragile being, born to grace the hearth, 
Untroubled by the conflicts of the earth.
Some gentle dove who reared young eaglets, might, 
In watching those bold birdlings take their flight, 
Feel what that mother felt who saw her sons
Rush from her loving arms, to face death-dealing guns.

VII.

But ere thy lyre is strung to martial stra...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...as from a blow;
And, starting to each accent, sprang
As from a sudden trumpet's clang:
Meantime my cords were wet with gore,
Which, oozing through my limbs, ran o'er;
And in my tongue the thirst became
A something fierier far than flame.

XII

'We neared the wild wood - 'twas so wide,
I saw no bounds on either side;
'Twas studded with old sturdy trees,
That bent not to the roughest breeze
Which howls down from Siberia's waste,
And strips the forest in its haste, -
But th...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...
Will be avenged; and the other's faith, approved, 
Lose no reward; though here thou see him die, 
Rolling in dust and gore. To which our sire. 
Alas! both for the deed, and for the cause! 
But have I now seen Death? Is this the way 
I must return to native dust? O sight 
Of terrour, foul and ugly to behold, 
Horrid to think, how horrible to feel! 
To whom thus Michael. Death thou hast seen 
In his first shape on Man; but many shapes 
Of Death, and many are the w...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...of the dogs, 
Hell and despair are upon me, crack and again crack the marksmen; 
I clutch the rails of the fence, my gore dribs, thinn’d with the ooze of my
 skin; 
I fall on the weeds and stones;
The riders spur their unwilling horses, haul close, 
Taunt my dizzy ears, and beat me violently over the head with whip-stocks. 

Agonies are one of my changes of garments; 
I do not ask the wounded person how he feels—I myself become the wounded
 person; 
My hurts t...Read more of this...

by Chesterton, G K
...ese lords may light the mystery
Of mastery or victory,
And these ride high in history,
But these shall not return.

Gored on the Norman gonfalon
The Golden Dragon died:
We shall not wake with ballad strings 
The good time of the smaller things,
We shall not see the holy kings
Ride down by Severn side.

Stiff, strange, and quaintly coloured
As the broidery of Bayeux
The England of that dawn remains,
And this of Alfred and the Danes
Seems like the tales a whole tribe fe...Read more of this...

by von Goethe, Johann Wolfgang
...On the cross a Saviour they adore.

Victims slay they here,

Neither lamb nor steer,
But the altars reek with human gore."

And he lists, and ev'ry word he weighs,

While his eager soul drinks in each sound:
"Can it be that now before my gaze

Stands my loved one on this silent ground?

Pledge to me thy troth!

Through our father's oath:

With Heav'ns blessing will our love be crown'd."

"Kindly youth, I never can be thine!

'Tis my sister they intend for thee.Read more of this...

by Stevens, Wallace
...ng sounds intone. 
317 On what strange froth does the gross Indian dote, 
318 What Eden sapling gum, what honeyed gore, 
319 What pulpy dram distilled of innocence, 
320 That streaking gold should speak in him 
321 Or bask within his images and words? 
322 If these rude instances impeach themselves 
323 By force of rudeness, let the principle 
324 Be plain. For application Crispin strove, 
325 Abhorring Turk as Esquimau, the lute 
326 As the marimba, the mag...Read more of this...

by Poe, Edgar Allan
...ithes! - it writhes! - with mortal pangs

The mimes become its food 
And the seraphs sob at vermin fangs

In human gore imbued.
Out - out are the lights - out all!

And over each quivering form 
The curtain a funeral pall 

Comes down with the rush of a storm 
And the angels all pallid and wan 

Uprising unveiling affirm
That the play is the tragedy "Man" 

And its hero the Conqueror Worm.
...Read more of this...

by Schiller, Friedrich von
...lion in the fight they met,
And wrestled with the minotaur,
Unhappy victims free to set,
And were not sparing of their gore.'"

"'Are none but Saracens to feel
The prowess of the Christian steel?
False idols only shall be brave?
His mission is the world to save;
To free it, by his sturdy arm,
From every hurt, from every harm;
Yet wisdom must his courage bend,
And cunning must with strength contend.'
Thus spake I oft, and went alone
The monster's traces to espy;
When ...Read more of this...

by Scott, Sir Walter
...As sinks that blood-stream in the earth,
     So may his heart's-blood drench his hearth!
     As dies in hissing gore the spark,
     Quench thou his light, Destruction dark!
     And be the grace to him denied,
     Bought by this sign to all beside!
     He ceased; no echo gave again
     The murmur of the deep Amen.
     XII.

     Then Roderick with impatient look
     From Brian's hand the symbol took:
     'Speed, Malise, speed' he said, and gave
     ...Read more of this...

by Chaucer, Geoffrey
...ared, barred all of silk, *girdle
A barm-cloth* eke as white as morning milk *apron
Upon her lendes*, full of many a gore**. *loins **plait
White was her smock*, and broider'd all before, *robe or gown
And eke behind, on her collar about
Of coal-black silk, within and eke without.
The tapes of her white volupere* *head-kerchief 
Were of the same suit of her collere;
Her fillet broad of silk, and set full high:
And sickerly* she had a likerous** eye. *certain...Read more of this...

by Killigrew, Anne
...ounters broke and tore, 
His Face and Hair, with Brains all clotted ore. 
And Warlike Weeds besmeer'd with Dust and Gore. 

 And will the Suffering World never bestow
Upon th'Accursed Causers of such Woe, 
A vengeance that may parallel their Loss, 
Fix Publick Thieves and Robbers on the Cross? 
Such as call Ruine, Conquest, in their Pride, 
And having plagu'd Mankind, in Triumph ride. 
Like that renowned Murderer who staines
In these our days Alsatias fertile Plai...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...laid low,
And bathes every wound with a Tear.

If, with high-bounding pride,
He return to his bride!
Renouncing the gore-crimson'd spear;
All his toils are repaid
When, embracing the maid,
From her eyelid he kisses the Tear.

Sweet scene of my youth!
Seat of Friendship and Truth,
Where Love chas'd each fast-fleeting year
Loth to leave thee, I mourn'd,
For a last look I turn'd,
But thy spire was scarce seen through a Tear:

Though my vows I can pour,
To my Mary no more...Read more of this...

by Petrarch, Francesco
...ld,When his resistless spears the current swell'dWith Libya's hated gore, in arms renown'dWas he, nor less with Wisdom's olive crown'd.Quick was his thought and ready was his hand,His power accomplish'd what his reason plann'd;He seem'd, with eagle eye and eagle wing,Sudden on his predestined game...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...amass'd 
Of sin and slaughter — from the C?sar's school, 
Take the worst pupil; and produce a reign 
More drench'd with gore, more cumber'd with the slain. 

XLV 

'He ever warr'd with freedom and the free: 
Nations as men, home subjects, foreign foes, 
So that they utter'd the word "Liberty!" 
Found George the Third their first opponent. Whose 
History was ever stain'd as his will be 
With national and individual woes? 
I grant his household abstinence; I grant 
His ...Read more of this...

Dont forget to view our wonderful member Gore poems.


Book: Reflection on the Important Things