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Famous Guest Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Wilde, Oscar
...d where the little flowers of her breast
Just brake into their milky blossoming,
This murderous paramour, this unbidden guest,
Pierced and struck deep in horrid chambering,
And ploughed a bloody furrow with its dart,
And dug a long red road, and cleft with winged death her heart.

Sobbing her life out with a bitter cry
On the boy's body fell the Dryad maid,
Sobbing for incomplete virginity,
And raptures unenjoyed, and pleasures dead,
And all the pain of things unsatisfied...Read more of this...



by Wilcox, Ella Wheeler
...owed and spent
Read in the victor's eye his kind intent.
The modern victor is as kind as brave; 
His captive is his guest, not his insulted slave.



XXVI.
Mahwissa, sister of the slaughtered chief
Of all the Cheyennes, listens; and her grief
Yields now to hope; and o'er her withered face
There flits the stealthy cunning of her race.
Then forth she steps, and thus begins to speak: 
'To aid the fallen and support the weak
Is man's true province; and to ease the...Read more of this...

by Ginsberg, Allen
...poetry humor saved me 
 from suicide hospitals"
"Charmant, genius with modest manners, washed sink, dishes my 
 studio guest a week in Budapest"
Thousands of readers, "Howl changed my life in Libertyville Illinois"
"I saw him read Montclair State Teachers College decided be a poet-- "
"He turned me on, I started with garage rock sang my songs in Kansas 
 City"
"Kaddish made me weep for myself & father alive in Nevada City"
"Father Death comforted me when my sister died Bosto...Read more of this...

by Hugo, Victor
...the dreary void with splendor shines; 
 For ceiling we behold but rafter lines. 
 The table is arranged for one sole guest, 
 A solitary chair doth near it rest, 
 Throne-like, 'neath canopy that droopeth down 
 From the black beams; upon the walls are shown 
 The painted histories of the olden might, 
 The King of the Wends Thassilo's stern fight 
 On land with Nimrod, and on ocean wide 
 With Neptune. Rivers too personified 
 Appear—the Rhine as by the Meuse betr...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
..., 
As if to startle all save him away? 
Why slept he not when others were at rest? 
Why heard no music, and received no guest? 
All was not well, they deem'd — but where the wrong? 
Some knew perchance — but 'twere a tale too long; 
And such besides were too discreetly wise, 
To more than hint their knowledge in surmise; 
But if they would — they could" — around the board, 
Thus Lara's vassals prattled of their lord. 

X. 

It was the night — and Lara's glassy stream ...Read more of this...



by Frost, Robert
...My Sorrow, when she's here with me,
Thinks these dark days of autumn rain
Are beautiful as days can be;
She loves the bare, the withered tree;
She walks the sodden pasture lane.

Her pleasure will not let me stay.
She talks and I am fain to list:
She's glad the birds are gone away,
She's glad her simple worsted grady
Is silver now with clinging mis...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...morn 
Risen on mid-noon; some great behest from Heaven 
To us perhaps he brings, and will vouchsafe 
This day to be our guest. But go with speed, 
And, what thy stores contain, bring forth, and pour 
Abundance, fit to honour and receive 
Our heavenly stranger: Well we may afford 
Our givers their own gifts, and large bestow 
From large bestowed, where Nature multiplies 
Her fertile growth, and by disburthening grows 
More fruitful, which instructs us not to spare. 
To...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...No more of talk where God or Angel guest 
With Man, as with his friend, familiar us'd, 
To sit indulgent, and with him partake 
Rural repast; permitting him the while 
Venial discourse unblam'd. I now must change 
Those notes to tragick; foul distrust, and breach 
Disloyal on the part of Man, revolt, 
And disobedience: on the part of Heaven 
Now alienated, distance and distaste, 
Anger an...Read more of this...

by Whittier, John Greenleaf
...te, 
And, side by side in labor's free 
And unresentful revalry, 
Harvest the fields wherein they fought. 

Another guest that winter night 
Flashed back from lustrous eyes the light. 
Unmarked by time, and yet not young, 
The honeyed music of her tongue 
And words of meekness scarcely told 
A nature passionate and bold, 
Strong, self-concentred, spurning guide, 
Its milder features dwarded beside 
Her unbent will's majestic pride. 
She sat among us, at the test, ...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...arnest, 
I here personify and call my themes, 
To make them pass before ye. 

Behold, America! (And thou, ineffable Guest and Sister!) 
For thee come trooping up thy waters and thy lands:
Behold! thy fields and farms, thy far-off woods and mountains, 
As in procession coming. 

Behold! the sea itself! 
And on its limitless, heaving breast, thy ships: 
See! where their white sails, bellying in the wind, speckle the green and blue!
See! thy steamers coming and going, st...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...arm was strong, 
Remember'd yet in Bosniac song, 
And Paswan's rebel hordes attest [31] 
How little love they bore such guest: 
His death is all I need relate, 
The stern effect of Giaffir's hate; 
And how my birth disclosed to me, 
Whate'er beside it makes, hath made me free. 

XIV. 

"When Paswan, after years of strife, 
At last for power, but first for life, 
In Widdin's walls too proudly sate, 
Our Pachas rallied round the state; 
Nor last nor least in high comman...Read more of this...

by Goldsmith, Oliver
...No more thy glassy brook reflects the day,
But choked with sedges works its weedy way.
Along thy glades, a solitary guest,
The hollow-sounding bittern guards its nest;
Amidst thy desert walks the lapwing flies,
And tires their echoes with unvaried cries.
Sunk are thy bowers, in shapeless ruin all,
And the long grass o'ertops the mouldering wall;
And, trembling, shrinking from the spoiler's hand,
Far, far away, thy children leave the land.

Ill fares the land, to h...Read more of this...

by Bridges, Robert Seymour
...thy gift outmatch'd desire and due. 

10
Winter was not unkind because uncouth;
His prison'd time made me a closer guest,
And gave thy graciousness a warmer zest,
Biting all else with keen and angry tooth
And bravelier the triumphant blood of youth
Mantling thy cheek its happy home possest,
And sterner sport by day put strength to test,
And custom's feast at night gave tongue to truth 
Or say hath flaunting summer a device
To match our midnight revelry, that rang
With st...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...re green in Heaven's eyes; but here too much 
We moulder--as to things without I mean-- 
Yet one of your own knights, a guest of ours, 
Told us of this in our refectory, 
But spake with such a sadness and so low 
We heard not half of what he said. What is it? 
The phantom of a cup that comes and goes?' 

`Nay, monk! what phantom?' answered Percivale. 
`The cup, the cup itself, from which our Lord 
Drank at the last sad supper with his own. 
This, from the blessd l...Read more of this...

by Scott, Sir Walter
...aid,
     Your courtesy has erred,' he said;
     'No right have I to claim, misplaced,
     The welcome of expected guest.
     A wanderer, here by fortune toss,
     My way, my friends, my courser lost,
     I ne'er before, believe me, fair,
     Have ever drawn your mountain air,
     Till on this lake's romantic strand
     I found a fey in fairy land!'—
     XXIII.

     'I well believe,' the maid replied,
     As her light skiff approached the side,—
     ...Read more of this...

by Tebb, Barry
...came to haunt us and teach us and take us

To that room in Stainmore Place, your mother’s ghost

At Banquo’s feast, the guest that never could

Be laid to rest.



III

One stifling July day thirty years on we returned to Honley

Where the hamlet snagged on the hillside, fattened now and hollow

And grown grey with money and success: one cottage joined on

To the next, the common land fenced off, the nearby chapel

Turned to a desirable residence, the tombstones garden or...Read more of this...

by Eliot, T S (Thomas Stearns)
...ays.
I Tiresias, old man with wrinkled dugs
Perceived the scene, and foretold the rest -
I too awaited the expected guest. 
He, the young man carbuncular, arrives,
A small house agent's clerk, with one bold stare,
One of the low on whom assurance sits
As a silk hat on a Bradford millionaire.
The time is now propitious, as he guesses,
The meal is ended, she is bored and tired,
Endeavours to engage her in caresses
Which still are unreproved, if undesired.
Flushe...Read more of this...

by Miller, Alice Duer
...eply 
Out of the sea that once made her secure. 
I had no thought then of husband or lover, 
I was a traveller, the guest of a week; 
Yet when they pointed 'the white cliffs of Dover', 
Startled I found there were tears on my cheek. 
I have loved England, and still as a stranger, 
Here is my home and I still am alone. 
Now in her hour of trial and danger, 
Only the English are really her own. 

II 
It happened the first evening I was there. 
Some one was g...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...one been justified, 
The orchestra have sufficiently tuned their instruments—the baton has given the
 signal.

The guest that was coming—he waited long, for reasons—he is now housed, 
He is one of those who are beautiful and happy—he is one of those that to look upon
 and be
 with is enough. 

The law of the past cannot be eluded, 
The law of the present and future cannot be eluded, 
The law of the living cannot be eluded—it is eternal,
The law of promotion and trans...Read more of this...

by Akhmatova, Anna
...?"

I wanted to give her a dove
That is whiter than all the rest
But the bird herself flew above
After my graceful guest.

Looking at her I was silent,
I loved her alone
And like gates into her country
In the sky stood the dawn.



x x x

I have ceased and desisted from smiling
The frosty wind chills lips - say so long
To one hope of which will be lesser,
Instead there will be one more song.
And this song, without my volition,
I will give ou...Read more of this...

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