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Famous Grain Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Smart, Christopher
...welcome news, 
 And foremost to condole. 

 VIII 
Good—from Jehudah's genuine vein, 
From God's best nature good in grain, 
 His aspect and his heart; 
To pity, to forgive, to save, 
Witness En-gedi's conscious cave, 
 And Shimei's blunted dart. 

 IX 
Clean—if perpetual prayer be pure, 
And love, which could itself inure 
 To fasting and to fear— 
Clean in his gestures, hands, and feet, 
To smite the lyre, the dance complete, 
 To play the sword and spear. 

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by Dickinson, Emily
...Civility-- 

We passed the School, where Children strove 
At Recess--in the Ring-- 
We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain-- 
We passed the Setting Sun-- 

Or rather--He passed us-- 
The Dews drew quivering and chill-- 
For only Gossamer, my Gown-- 
My Tippet--only Tulle-- 

We paused before a House that seemed 
A Swelling of the Ground-- 
The Roof was scarcely visible-- 
The Cornice--in the Ground-- 

Since then--'tis Centuries--and yet 
Feels shorter than t...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...manship.
It is for homely features to keep home;
They had their name thence: coarse complexions
And cheeks of sorry grain will serve to ply
The sampler, and to tease the huswife's wool.
What need a vermeil-tinctured lip for that,
Love-darting eyes, or tresses like the morn?
There was another meaning in these gifts;
Think what, and be advised; you are but young yet.
 LADY. I had not thought to have unlocked my lips
In this unhallowed air, but that this juggler
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by Keats, John
...n heaven's pavement; brotherly he talks
To divine powers: from his hand full fain
Juno's proud birds are pecking pearly grain:
He tries the nerve of Phoebus' golden bow,
And asketh where the golden apples grow:
Upon his arm he braces Pallas' shield,
And strives in vain to unsettle and wield
A Jovian thunderbolt: arch Hebe brings
A full-brimm'd goblet, dances lightly, sings
And tantalizes long; at last he drinks,
And lost in pleasure at her feet he sinks,
Touching with dazzled...Read more of this...

by Hugo, Victor
...e sound of a guitar of Inspruck; notes 
 Which blend with chimes—vibrating to the hand— 
 Of tiny bell—where sounds a grain of sand. 
 A man's voice mixes with the melody, 
 And vaguely melts to song in harmony. 
 
 "If you like we'll dream a dream. 
 Let us mount on palfreys two; 
 Birds are singing,—let it seem 
 You lure me—and I take you. 
 
 "Let us start—'tis eve, you see, 
 I'm thy master and thy prey. 
 My bright steed shall pleasure be; 
 Yours, it shal...Read more of this...



by Carroll, Lewis
...with new life, the crowd flows back again:
And all is tangled talk and mazy motion -
Much like a waving field of golden grain,
Or a tempestuous ocean. 

And thus they give the time, that Nature meant
For peaceful sleep and meditative snores,
To ceaseless din and mindless merriment
And waste of shoes and floors. 

And One (we name him not) that flies the flowers,
That dreads the dances, and that shuns the salads,
They doom to pass in solitude the hours,
Writing acrosti...Read more of this...

by Neruda, Pablo
...ands;
Smooth, earthy, small, transparent, round.
You've moon-lines, apple pathways
Naked you are slender as a naked grain of wheat.

Naked you are blue as a night in Cuba;
You've vines and stars in your hair.
Naked you are spacious and yellow
As summer in a golden church.

Naked you are tiny as one of your nails;
Curved, subtle, rosy, till the day is born
And you withdraw to the underground world.

As if down a long tunnel of clothing and of chores;
Your c...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...k 
Lights on a heap of nitrous powder, laid 
Fit for the tun some magazine to store 
Against a rumoured war, the smutty grain, 
With sudden blaze diffused, inflames the air; 
So started up in his own shape the Fiend. 
Back stept those two fair Angels, half amazed 
So sudden to behold the grisly king; 
Yet thus, unmoved with fear, accost him soon. 
Which of those rebel Spirits adjudged to Hell 
Comest thou, escaped thy prison? and, transformed, 
Why sat'st thou like an...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...wny gold 
And colours dipt in Heaven; the third his feet 
Shadowed from either heel with feathered mail, 
Sky-tinctured grain. Like Maia's son he stood, 
And shook his plumes, that heavenly fragrance filled 
The circuit wide. Straight knew him all the bands 
Of Angels under watch; and to his state, 
And to his message high, in honour rise; 
For on some message high they guessed him bound. 
Their glittering tents he passed, and now is come 
Into the blissful field,...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...morn, to breathe 
Among the pleasant villages and farms 
Adjoined, from each thing met conceives delight; 
The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, 
Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound; 
If chance, with nymph-like step, fair virgin pass, 
What pleasing seemed, for her now pleases more; 
She most, and in her look sums all delight: 
Such pleasure took the Serpent to behold 
This flowery plat, the sweet recess of Eve 
Thus early, thus alone: Her heavenly form 
Ange...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...e, the carols of Death. 
O full of music! full of manhood, womanhood, infancy! 
Full of common employments! full of grain and trees. 

O for the voices of animals! O for the swiftness and balance of fishes!
O for the dropping of rain-drops in a poem! 
O for the sunshine, and motion of waves in a poem. 

O the joy of my spirit! it is uncaged! it darts like lightning! 
It is not enough to have this globe, or a certain time—I will have thousands of
 globes,
 and all ...Read more of this...

by Sandburg, Carl
...n?
These chimneys shaking on the lumber shanties
When the coal boats plow by on the river—
The hunched shoulders of the grain elevators—
The flame sprockets of the sheet steel mills
And the men in the rolling mills with their shirts off
Playing their flesh arms against the twisting wrists of steel:
 what brothers these
 in the dark
 of a thousand years?. . .
A headlight searches a snowstorm.
A funnel of white light shoots from over the pilot of the Pioneer Lim...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...e screams of the water-fowl of solitary north-west lakes; 
I hear the rustling pattering of locusts, as they strike the grain and grass with the
 showers
 of
 their terrible clouds;
I hear the Coptic refrain, toward sundown, pensively falling on the breast of the black
 venerable
 vast mother, the Nile; 
I hear the bugles of raft-tenders on the streams of Kanada; 
I hear the chirp of the Mexican muleteer, and the bells of the mule; 
I hear the Arab muezzin, calling from the t...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...and wearied out.
At times when men seek most repose and rest,
I yielded, and unlock'd her all my heart,
Who with a grain of manhood well resolv'd
Might easily have shook off all her snares :
But foul effeminacy held me yok't 
Her Bond-slave; O indignity, O blot
To Honour and Religion! servil mind
Rewarded well with servil punishment!
The base degree to which I now am fall'n,
These rags, this grinding, is not yet so base
As was my former servitude, ignoble,
Unmanly, ignom...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...alutes of cannon and small arms!) 
Seasons pursuing each other, the plougher ploughs, the mower mows, and the
 winter-grain falls in the ground; 
Off on the lakes the pike-fisher watches and waits by the hole in the frozen
 surface;
The stumps stand thick round the clearing, the squatter strikes deep with his
 axe; 
Flatboatmen make fast, towards dusk, near the cottonwood or pekan-trees; 
Coon-seekers go through the regions of the Red river, or through those
 drain’d...Read more of this...

by Chesterton, G K
...aloud his laws,
Because of the joy of the giants,
The joy without a cause. 

The King went gathering Wessex men,
As grain out of the chaff
The few that were alive to die,
Laughing, as littered skulls that lie
After lost battles turn to the sky
An everlasting laugh.

The King went gathering Christian men,
As wheat out of the husk;
Eldred, the Franklin by the sea,
And Mark, the man from Italy,
And Colan of the Sacred Tree,
From the old tribe on Usk.

The rook croake...Read more of this...

by Bridges, Robert Seymour
...lowers in needful and unwelcom'd rain;
And Autumn with a sad smile fled uncrown'd
From fruitless orchards and unripen'd grain. 
But could the skies of this most desolate year
In its last month learn with our love to glow,
Men yet should rank its cloudless atmosphere
Above the sunsets of five years ago:
Of my great praise too part should be its own,
Now reckon'd peerless for thy love alone 

68
Away now, lovely Muse, roam and be free:
Our commerce ends for aye, thy task is...Read more of this...

by Scott, Sir Walter
...y,
     And from the robber rend the prey?
     Ay, by my soul!—While on yon plain
     The Saxon rears one shock of grain,
     While of ten thousand herds there strays
     But one along yon river's maze,—
     The Gael, of plain and river heir,
     Shall with strong hand redeem his share.
     Where live the mountain Chiefs who hold
     That plundering Lowland field and fold
     Is aught but retribution true?
     Seek other cause 'gainst Roderick Dhu.'
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by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...e 
Discussed his tutor, rough to common men, 
But honeying at the whisper of a lord; 
And one the Master, as a rogue in grain 
Veneered with sanctimonious theory. 
But while they talked, above their heads I saw 
The feudal warrior lady-clad; which brought 
My book to mind: and opening this I read 
Of old Sir Ralph a page or two that rang 
With tilt and tourney; then the tale of her 
That drove her foes with slaughter from her walls, 
And much I praised her nobleness, and ...Read more of this...

by Carroll, Lewis
...erefore so?"
He felt his very whiskers glow,
And frankly owned "I do not know." 

While, like broad waves of golden grain,
Or sunlit hues on cloistered pane,
His colour came and went again. 

Pitying his obvious distress,
Yet with a tinge of bitterness,
She said "The More exceeds the Less." 

"A truth of such undoubted weight,"
He urged, "and so extreme in date,
It were superfluous to state." 

Roused into sudden passion, she
In tone of cold malignity:
"To oth...Read more of this...

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