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Famous Heap Up Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Crashaw, Richard
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O what delight, when she shall stand
And teach thy lips heaven, with her hand,
On which thou now may'st to thy wishes
Heap up thy consecrated kisses!
What joy shall seize thy soul, when she,
Bending her blessed eyes on thee,
Those second smiles of heaven, shall dart
Her mild rays through thy melting heart!

Angels, thy old friends, there shall greet thee,
Glad at their own home now to meet thee.
All thy good works which went before,
And waited for thee at the door,
Shal...Read more of this...



by Smart, Christopher
...en, 
And vain the flourish of the pen 
 That keeps the fool's conceit. 

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PRAISE above all—for praise prevails; 
Heap up the measure, load the scales, 
 And good to goodness add: 
The gen'rous soul her Saviour aids, 
But peevish obloquy degrades; 
 The Lord is great and glad. 

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For ADORATION all the ranks 
Of angels yield eternal thanks, 
 And DAVID in the midst; 
With God's good poor, which last and least 
In man's esteem, thou to thy feast, 
 O blessed bride...Read more of this...

by Browning, Elizabeth Barrett
...iously its course, nor that the clear
Strong stars without significance insphere
Our habitation: we, meantime, our ills
Heap up against this good and lift a cry
Against this work-day world, this ill-spread feast,
As if ourselves were better certainly
Than what we come to. Maker and High Priest,
I ask thee not my joys to multiply,--
Only to make me worthier of the least....Read more of this...

by Pound, Ezra
...tress,
"Shattered the nape-nerve, the soul sought Avernus.
"But thou, O King, I bid remember me, unwept, unburied,
"Heap up mine arms, be tomb by sea-bord, and inscribed:
"A man of no fortune, and with a name to come.
"And set my oar up, that I swung mid fellows."

And Anticlea came, whom I beat off, and then Tiresias Theban,
Holding his golden wand, knew me, and spoke first:
"A second time? why? man of ill star,
"Facing the sunless dead and this joyless region?
"...Read more of this...

by Hugo, Victor
...or spend— 
 When Pepin held a synod at Leptine, 
 And times than now were much less wise and fine. 
 We do no longer heap up quarrels thus, 
 But better know how projects to discuss. 
 Have you the needful dice?" 
 
 "Yes, here they wait 
 For us." 
 
 "Who wins shall have the Marquisate; 
 Loser, the girl." 
 
 "Agreed." 
 
 "A noise I hear?" 
 "Only the wind that sounds like some one near— 
 Are you afraid?" said Zeno. 
 
 "Naught I fear 
 Save fasting—a...Read more of this...



by Whitman, Walt
...t offer the old smooth prizes, but offer rough new prizes; 
These are the days that must happen to you: 

You shall not heap up what is call’d riches, 
You shall scatter with lavish hand all that you earn or achieve,
You but arrive at the city to which you were destin’d—you hardly settle yourself to
 satisfaction, before you are call’d by an irresistible call to depart, 
You shall be treated to the ironical smiles and mockings of those who remain behind you; 
What beckonings ...Read more of this...

by Larkin, Philip
...s silently.
Outside the wind's incomplete unrest
builds and disperses clouds about the sky.

And dark towns heap up on the horizon.
None of this cares for us. Nothing shows why
At this unique distance from isolation

It becomes still more difficult to find
Words at once true and kind 
Or ont untrue and not unkind.

1964...Read more of this...

by von Goethe, Johann Wolfgang
...VAINLY wouldst thou, to gain a heart,

Heap up a maiden's lap with gold;
The joys of love thou must impart,

Wouldst thou e'er see those joys unfold.
The voices of the throng gold buys,

No single heart 'twill win for thee;
Wouldst thou a maiden make thy prize,

Thyself alone the bribe must be.

If by no sacred tie thou'rt bound,

Oh youth, thou must thyself restrain!
Well may true libert...Read more of this...

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