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Famous Heartsick Poems by Famous Poets

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

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Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry
...g. He fled away,
and a little space his life preserved;
but there staid behind him his stronger hand
left in Heorot; heartsick thence
on the floor of the ocean that outcast fell.
Me for this struggle the Scyldings’-friend
paid in plenty with plates of gold,
with many a treasure, when morn had come
and we all at the banquet-board sat down.
Then was song and glee. The gray-haired Scylding,
much tested, told of the times of yore.
Whiles the hero his harp bestirred,
w...Read more of this...
by Anonymous,



...tamped her letter came: 
"Ominous cramps and pains." I cursed the vows 
That cattle make to grass when cattle browse. 

Heartsick and tired, to you, Green Thumb, I prayed 
For her reprieve and that our debt be paid 
By my remorse. "Give me a sign," I said, 
"Give me my burning bush." You squeaked the bed. 
I hid my face like Moses on the hill, 
But unlike Moses did not feel my will 
Swell with new strength; I put my choice to sleep. 
That night we cowered, choice and I, like ...Read more of this...
by Levine, Philip
...sat humming a little song, which was his own,
But to the world it was entirely unknown,
And as he sang the song he felt heartsick,
But he resolved to get Madame Malibran to sing his song in public 

Then he paused for a moment and clasped his hands,
And running to the looking-glass before it he stands,
Then he smoothed his yellow curls without delay,
And from a tin box takes a scroll of paper worn and grey. 

Then he gave one fond eager glance at his mother,
Trying hard brave...Read more of this...
by McGonagall, William Topaz
...our Mother-sky,
 Hearing us, thy loves, go by;
 In the dawns when thou. shalt wake
 To the toil thou canst not break,
 Heartsick for the Jungle's sake;
 Wood and Water, Wind air Tree,
 Wisdom, Strength, and Courtesy,
 Jungle-Favour go with thee!...Read more of this...
by Kipling, Rudyard
...to sell what nobody wants to buy;
They turn me away, but still I try and try.
My arms are aching and my feet are sore;
Heartsick and worn I drag from door to door.
I ring bells, meekly knock, hold out my tray,
But no one answers, so I go away.
I am so weary; oh, I want to cry,
Trying to sell what no one wants to buy.

I do not blame them. Maybe in their place
I'd slam the door shut in a pedlar's face.
I don not know; perhaps I'd raise their hopes
By looking at their pens and...Read more of this...
by Service, Robert William



...ssom, 
I am the late-falling leaf.

I am thy priest and thy poet, 
I am thy serf and thy king; 
I cure the tears of the heartsick, 
When I come near they shall sing.

White are my hands as the snowdrop; 
Swart are my fingers as clay; 
Dark is my frown as the midnight, 
Fair is my brow as the day.

Battle and war are my minions, 
Doing my will as divine; 
I am the calmer of passions, 
Peace is a nursling of mine.

Speak to me gently or curse me, 
Seek me or fly from my sight; ...Read more of this...
by Laurence Dunbar, Paul
...ssom,
I am the late-falling leaf.
I am thy priest and thy poet,
I am thy serf and thy king;
I cure the tears of the heartsick,
When I come near they shall sing.
White are my hands as the snowdrop;
Swart are my fingers as clay;
Dark is my frown as the midnight,
Fair is my brow as the day.
Battle and war are my minions,
Doing my will as divine;
I am the calmer of passions,
Peace is a nursling of mine.
Speak to me gently or curse me,
Seek me or fly from my sight;
...Read more of this...
by Laurence Dunbar, Paul
...y sightless stare,
As I fumble and stumble everywhere,
Slapping and tapping with my stick;
Old and weary at thirty-one,
Heartsick, wishing it all was done.
Oh, I'll tap my way around to the byre,
And I'll hear the cows as they chew their hay;
There at least there is none to tire,
There at least I am not in the way.
And they'll look at me with their velvet eyes
And I'll stroke their flanks with my woman's hand,
And they'll answer to me with soft replies,
And somehow I fancy th...Read more of this...
by Service, Robert William

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