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Famous Grateful Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Brackenridge, Hugh Henry
...light 
That gilds the firmament, rush'd into view. 


Thus did the sun of revelation shine 
Full on the earth, and grateful were its beams: 
Its beams were grateful to the chosen seed, 
To all whose works were worthy of the day. 
But creatures lucifuge, whose ways were dark, 
Ere this in shades of paganism hid, 
Did vent their poison, and malignant breath, 
To stain the splendour of the light divine, 
Which pierc'd their cells and brought their deeds to view 
Num'rou...Read more of this...



by Brackenridge, Hugh Henry
...e rank of gods. 
See old Laertes in his shepherd weeds, 
Far from his pompous throne and court august, 
Digging the grateful soil, where peaceful blows 
The west wind murm'ring thro' the aged trees 
Loaded with apples red, sweet scented peach 
And each luxurious fruit the world affords, 
While o'er the fields the harmless oxen draw 
Th' industrious plough. The Roman heroes too 
Fabricius and Camillus lov'd a life 
Of sweet simplicity and rustic joy; 
And from the busy...Read more of this...

by Pope, Alexander
...rt;
The clearest Head, and the sincerest Heart.
This humble Praise, lamented Shade! receive,
This Praise at least a grateful Muse may give!
The Muse, whose early Voice you taught to Sing,
Prescrib'd her Heights, and prun'd her tender Wing,
(Her Guide now lost) no more attempts to rise,
But in low Numbers short Excursions tries:
Content, if hence th' Unlearned their Wants may view,
The Learn'd reflect on what before they knew:
Careless of Censure, not too fond of Fame,
Sti...Read more of this...

by Kilmer, Joyce
...noble cause
In which to sing and to die!
So not for the Rainbow taken
And the magical White Bird snared
The poets sing grateful carols
In the place to which they have fared;
But for their lifetime's passion,
The quest that was fruitless and long,
They chorus their loud thanksgiving
To the thorn-crowned Master of Song....Read more of this...

by Dyke, Henry Van
..."Do you give thanks for this? -- or that?" 
No, God be thanked
I am not grateful
In that cold, calculating way, with blessing ranked
As one, two, three, and four, -- that would be hateful. 

I only know that every day brings good above"
My poor deserving;
I only feel that, in the road of Life, true Love
Is leading me along and never swerving. 

Whatever gifts and mercies in my lot may fall,
I would not measure
As worth a...Read more of this...



by Pinsky, Robert
...ll-scale joke,
Impossible to tell in writing. "Bashõ"

He named himself, "Banana Tree": banana
After the plant some grateful students gave him,
Maybe in appreciation of his guidance

Threading a long night through the rules and channels
Of their collaborative linking-poem
Scored in their teacher's heart: live, rigid, fluid

Like passages etched in a microscopic cicuit.
Elliot had in his memory so many jokes
They seemed to breed like microbes in a culture

Inside his b...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...itude, 
So burdensome still paying, still to owe, 
Forgetful what from him I still received, 
And understood not that a grateful mind 
By owing owes not, but still pays, at once 
Indebted and discharged; what burden then 
O, had his powerful destiny ordained 
Me some inferiour Angel, I had stood 
Then happy; no unbounded hope had raised 
Ambition! Yet why not some other Power 
As great might have aspired, and me, though mean, 
Drawn to his part; but other Powers as great 
Fel...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...r> Therefore what he gives 
(Whose praise be ever sung) to Man in part 
Spiritual, may of purest Spirits be found 
No ingrateful food: And food alike those pure 
Intelligential substances require, 
As doth your rational; and both contain 
Within them every lower faculty 
Of sense, whereby they hear, see, smell, touch, taste, 
Tasting concoct, digest, assimilate, 
And corporeal to incorporeal turn. 
For know, whatever was created, needs 
To be sustained and fed: Of element...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...things, that breathe, 
From the Earth's great altar send up silent praise 
To the Creator, and his nostrils fill 
With grateful smell, forth came the human pair, 
And joined their vocal worship to the quire 
Of creatures wanting voice; that done, partake 
The season prime for sweetest scents and airs: 
Then commune, how that day they best may ply 
Their growing work: for much their work out-grew 
The hands' dispatch of two gardening so wide, 
And Eve first to her husband thu...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...under this tree 
'Stood visible; among these pines his voice 
'I heard; here with him at this fountain talked: 
So many grateful altars I would rear 
Of grassy turf, and pile up every stone 
Of lustre from the brook, in memory, 
Or monument to ages; and theron 
Offer sweet-smelling gums, and fruits, and flowers: 
In yonder nether world where shall I seek 
His bright appearances, or foot-step trace? 
For though I fled him angry, yet recalled 
To life prolonged and promised rac...Read more of this...

by Wilde, Oscar
...ouses are,
And all the petty miseries which mar
Man's nobler nature with the sense of wrong.
Yet this dull world is grateful for thy song;
Our nations do thee homage, - even she,
That cruel queen of vine-clad Tuscany,
Who bound with crown of thorns thy living brow,
Hath decked thine empty tomb with laurels now,
And begs in vain the ashes of her son.

O mightiest exile! all thy grief is done:
Thy soul walks now beside thy Beatrice;
Ravenna guards thine ashes: sleep in ...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...of Penuel
Thir great Deliverer contemn'd,
The matchless Gideon in pursuit 
Of Madian and her vanquisht Kings;
And how ingrateful Ephraim
Not worse then by his shield and spear
Had dealt with Jephtha, who by argument,
Defended Israel from the Ammonite,
Had not his prowess quell'd thir pride
In that sore battel when so many dy'd
Without Reprieve adjudg'd to death,
For want of well pronouncing Shibboleth.

Sam: Of such examples adde mee to the roul, 
Mee easily indeed mine m...Read more of this...

by Whittier, John Greenleaf
...over, 
And while, with care, our mother laid 
The work aside, her steps she stayed 
One moment, seeking to express 
Her grateful sense of happiness 
For food and shelter, warmth and health, 
And love's contentment more than wealth, 
With simple wishes (not the weak, 
Vain prayers which no fulfilment seek, 
But such as warm the generous heart, 
O'er-prompt to do with Heaven its part) 
That none might lack, that bitter night, 
For bread and clothing, warmth and light. 

Wit...Read more of this...

by Scott, Sir Walter
...ng word!—
     It chanced in fight that my poor sword
     Preserved the life of Scotland's lord.
     This ring the grateful Monarch gave,
     And bade, when I had boon to crave,
     To bring it back, and boldly claim
     The recompense that I would name.
     Ellen, I am no courtly lord,
     But one who lives by lance and sword,
     Whose castle is his helm and shield,
     His lordship the embattled field.
     What from a prince can I demand,
     Who nei...Read more of this...

by Pope, Alexander
...s round.
On shining Altars of Japan they raise
The silver Lamp; the fiery Spirits blaze.
From silver Spouts the grateful Liquors glide,
And China's Earth receives the smoking Tyde. 
At once they gratify their Scent and Taste,
While frequent Cups prolong the rich Repast.
Strait hover round the Fair her Airy Band;
Some, as she sip'd, the fuming Liquor fann'd,
Some o'er her Lap their careful Plumes display'd,
Trembling, and conscious of the rich Brocade.
Coff...Read more of this...

by Petrarch, Francesco
...class=i0>Boundless and pure, your joyful praise excite."Thus spoke she, and on heaven her grateful eyeDevoutly fix'd, but while her rose-lips lieChain'd in cold silence, I renew'd my theme:"Lightning and storm, red battle, age, disease,Backs, prisons, poison, famine,—make not theseDeath, even to the bravest, bitter see...Read more of this...

by Miller, Alice Duer
...ay:
'No. I admire Americans; my daughter-in-law
Was an American.' Thus she would well repay
The debt, and I was grateful— the English made
Life hard for those who did not come to her aid. 

XXXIII 
'They must come in in the spring.' 
'Don't they care sixpence who's right?'
'What a ridiculous thing— 
Saying they're too proud to fight.' 
'Saying they're too proud to fight.' 
'Wilson's pro-German, I'm told.' 
'No, it's financial.' 'Oh, quite, 
All...Read more of this...

by Montgomery, Lucy Maud
...Let those who will of friendship sing,
And to its guerdon grateful be,
But I a lyric garland bring
To crown thee, O, mine enemy! 

Thanks, endless thanks, to thee I owe
For that my lifelong journey through
Thine honest hate has done for me
What love perchance had failed to do. 

I had not scaled such weary heights
But that I held thy scorn in fear,
And never keenest lure might match
The subtle goading of thy sn...Read more of this...

by Swift, Jonathan
...arded - 
Vowed on the Dean his rage to vent,
And make him of his zeal repent.
But Heaven his innocence defends,
The grateful people stand his friends:
Not strains of law, nor judge's frown,
Nor topics brought to please the crown,
Nor witness hired, nor jury picked,
Prevail to bring him in convict.
In exile, with a steady heart,
He spent his life's declining part;
Where folly, pride, and faction sway,
Remote from St John, Pope, and Gay.
Alas, poor Dean! his only sc...Read more of this...

by Akhmatova, Anna
...hat I don't fear them any longer
Like elegant tower the westerner stands free
Among tall towers, the taller.
I'm grateful to their builders -- so be gone
Their sadness and their worry, go away,
Early from here I can see the dawn
And here triumphant lives the sun's last ray.
And frequently into my room's window
The winds from northern seas begin to blow
And pigeon from my palms eats wheat..
The pages that I did not complete
Divinely light she is and ...Read more of this...

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