Famous Gracing Poems by Famous Poets
These are examples of famous Gracing poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous gracing poems. These examples illustrate what a famous gracing poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).
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...an’s bed,
I’m fley’d it mak me eerie, sir.
I’m o’er young, &c.
My mammie coft me a new gown,
The kirk maun hae the gracing o’t;
Were I to lie wi’ you, kind Sir,
I’m feared ye’d spoil the lacing o’t.
I’m o’er young, &c.
Hallowmass is come and gane,
The nights are lang in winter, sir,
And you an’ I in ae bed,
In trowth, I dare na venture, sir.
I’m o’er young, &c.
Fu’ loud an’ shill the frosty wind
Blaws thro’ the leafless timmer, sir;
But if ye come this gate agai...Read more of this...
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Burns, Robert
...the track.
I name all the flowers I am sure they weren't;
Not fireweed loving where woods have burnt--
Not bluebells gracing a tunnel mouth--
Not lupine living on sand and drouth.
Was something brushed across my mind
That no one on earth will ever find?
Heaven gives it glimpses only to those
Not in position to look too close....Read more of this...
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Frost, Robert
...They asked the Bard of Ayr to dine;
The banquet hall was fit and fine,
With gracing it a Lord;
The poet came; his face was grim
To find the place reserved for him
Was at the butler's board.
So when the gentry called him in,
He entered with a knavish grin
And sipped a glass of wine;
But when they asked would he recite
Something of late he'd chanced to write
He ettled to decline.
Then with a sly, sardonic look
He opened up a litt...Read more of this...
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Service, Robert William
...se, in that rare fabric, high.Love follow'd Nature with such full successIn gracing her, no claim could I advanceEven to look, and yet was bless'd by chance. Macgregor....Read more of this...
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Petrarch, Francesco
...ody field, before me shone,
And twice ten knights, the least a name
As mighty as yon Chief may claim,
Gracing my pomp, behind me came.
Yet trust me, Malcolm, not so proud
Was I of all that marshalled crowd,
Though the waned crescent owned my might,
And in my train trooped lord and knight,
Though Blantyre hymned her holiest lays,
And Bothwell's bards flung back my praise,
As when this old man's silent tear,
And ...Read more of this...
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Scott, Sir Walter
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