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Famous Insatiate Poems by Famous Poets

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by Robinson, Mary Darby
...'d 
To lash, with scorpion scourges, human-kind­ 
Dragg'd with ingenious pangs, the tardy hour, 
To feed the rancour of insatiate Pow'r. 

Blest be the favor'd delegates of Heav'n, 
To whose illustrious souls the task was giv'n 
To wrench the bolts of tyranny­and dare 
The petrifying confines of despair; 
With Heav'n's own breeze to cheer the gasping breath, 
And spread broad sun-shine in the caves of death. 

What is the charm that bids mankind disdain 
The Tyrant's ...Read more of this...



by Shelley, Percy Bysshe
...om the detested day,
Conducts, O Sleep, to thy delightful realms?
This doubt with sudden tide flowed on his heart; 
The insatiate hope which it awakened stung
His brain even like despair.

While daylight held
The sky, the Poet kept mute conference
With his still soul. At night the passion came,
Like the fierce fiend of a distempered dream,
And shook him from his rest, and led him forth
Into the darkness. As an eagle, grasped
In folds of the green serpent, feels he...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...ve waited, you always wait, you dumb, beautiful ministers! you novices!
We receive you with free sense at last, and are insatiate henceforward; 
Not you any more shall be able to foil us, or withhold yourselves from us; 
We use you, and do not cast you aside—we plant you permanently within us; 
We fathom you not—we love you—there is perfection in you also; 
You furnish your parts toward eternity;
Great or small, you furnish your parts toward the soul....Read more of this...

by Robinson, Mary Darby
...ing to herself she said:­
" Thou little imp, whose potent art 
" Bows low with grief the FEELING HEART; 
" Whose thirst insatiate, loves to sip 
" The nectar from the ruby lip; 
" Whose barb'rous joy is prone to seek 
" The soft carnation of the cheek; 
" Now, bid thy tyrant sway farewell, 
" As thus I break each magic spell: " 
Snatch'd from the bough, where high it hung, 
O'er her white shoulder straight she flung 
The burnish'd quiver, golden dart, 
And each vain emblem of...Read more of this...

by Abercrombie, Lascelles
...been passionate in clay, 
Thy flesh was tempered. Behold in thy body 
The yearnings of all men measured and told, 
Insatiate endless agonies of desire 
Given thy flesh, the meaning of thy shape! 
What beauty is there, but thou makest it? 
How is earth good to look on, woods and fields, 
The season's garden, and the courageous hills, 
All this green raft of earth moored in the seas? 
The manner of the sun to ride the air, 
The stars God has imagined for the night? 
What's...Read more of this...



by Ginsberg, Allen
...ng but 
 sit on her ass and snip the intellectual golden 
 threads of the craftsman's loom, 
who copulated ecstatic and insatiate with a bottle of 
 beer a sweetheart a package of cigarettes a can- 
 dle and fell off the bed, and continued along 
 the floor and down the hall and ended fainting 
 on the wall with a vision of ultimate **** and 
 come eluding the last gyzym of consciousness, 
who sweetened the snatches of a million girls trembling 
 in the sunset, and were red e...Read more of this...

by McKay, Claude
...ng-- 
Somewhere I would be singing, far away. 
For life is greater than the thousand wars 
Men wage for it in their insatiate lust, 
And will remain like the eternal stars, 
When all that shines to-day is drift and dust 
But I am bound with you in your mean graves, 
O black men, simple slaves of ruthless slaves....Read more of this...

by Alighieri, Dante
...ass, except the path he tries 
 Her craft entangle. No way fugitive 
 Avoids the seeking of her greeds, that give 
 Insatiate hunger, and such vice perverse 
 As makes her leaner while she feeds, and worse 
 Her craving. And the beasts with which she breed 
 The noisome numerous beasts her lusts require, 
 Bare all the desirable lands in which she feeds; 
 Nor shall lewd feasts and lewder matings tire 
 Until she woos, in evil hour for her, 
 The wolfhound that shall ...Read more of this...

by Seeger, Alan
...ret charms 
And o'er the earth, obedient to their lure, 
Their sweet surprise and endless miracle, 
To follow ever with insatiate arms. 
On summer afternoons, 
When from the blue horizon to the shore, 
Casting faint silver pathways like the moon's 
Across the Ocean's glassy, mottled floor, 
Far clouds uprear their gleaming battlements 
Drawn to the crest of some bleak eminence, 
When autumn twilight fades on the sere hill 
And autumn winds are still; 
To watch the East fo...Read more of this...

by Robinson, Mary Darby
...t midnight's murky hour
Thy origin began: 
Rapacious MALICE was thy sire;
Thy Dam the sullen witch, Despair;
Thy Nurse, insatiate Ire. 
The FATES conspir'd their ills to twine,
About thy heart's infected shrine;
They gave thee each disastrous spell,
Each desolating pow'r,
To blast the fairest hopes of man. 

Soon as thy fatal birth was known, 
From her unhallow'd throne
With ghastly smile pale Hecate sprung; 
Thy hideous form the Sorc'ress press'd
With kindred fondnes...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...t, by merit raised 
To that bad eminence; and, from despair 
Thus high uplifted beyond hope, aspires 
Beyond thus high, insatiate to pursue 
Vain war with Heaven; and, by success untaught, 
His proud imaginations thus displayed:-- 
 "Powers and Dominions, Deities of Heaven!-- 
For, since no deep within her gulf can hold 
Immortal vigour, though oppressed and fallen, 
I give not Heaven for lost: from this descent 
Celestial Virtues rising will appear 
More glorious and more dr...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...onder! much less arm 
Thy looks, the Heaven of mildness, with disdain, 
Displeased that I approach thee thus, and gaze 
Insatiate; I thus single;nor have feared 
Thy awful brow, more awful thus retired. 
Fairest resemblance of thy Maker fair, 
Thee all things living gaze on, all things thine 
By gift, and thy celestial beauty adore 
With ravishment beheld! there best beheld, 
Where universally admired; but here 
In this enclosure wild, these beasts among, 
Beholders rude,...Read more of this...

by Schwartz, Delmore
...e years old,
Saying, Will you be sorry when I am gone?
Ravenous for such courtesies, my name
Is fed like a raving fire, insatiate still.
But do not be afraid.
For I forget myself. I do indeed
Before each genuine beauty, and I will
Forget myself before your unknown heart.

I will forget the speech my mother made
In a restaurant, trapping my father there
At dinner with his whore. Her spoken rage
Struck down the child of seven years
With shame for all three, ...Read more of this...

by Plath, Sylvia
...he rocks,
 Haggard through the hot white noon.
 Along red network of his veins
What fires run, what craving wakes?

Insatiate, he ransacks the land
 Condemned by our ancestral fault,
 Crying: blood, let blood be spilt;
Meat must glut his mouth's raw wound.
Keen the rending teeth and sweet
 The singeing fury of his fur;
 His kisses parch, each paw's a briar,
Doom consummates that appetite.
In the wake of this fierce cat,
 Kindled like torches for his joy,
 Charred ...Read more of this...

by Jackson, Helen Hunt
..., else, how had sprung 
Such lusty strength in them when earth was young?-- 
Stand valor and its passion hot and bold, 
Insatiate of battle. How, else, told 
Blind men, born blind, that red was fitting tongue 
Mute, eloquent, to show how trumpets rung 
When armies charged adn battle-flags unfurled? 
Who sings of valor speaks for life, for death, 
Beyond all death, and long as life is life, 
in rippled waves the eternal air hs breath 
Eternal bears to stir all noble strife...Read more of this...

by Kipling, Rudyard
...of bees.
 Worms of the riper grave unhid
 By any kindly coffin-lid,
 Obscene and shameless to the light,
 Seethe in insatiate appetite,
 Through putrid offal, while--above
 The hissing blow-fly seeks his love,
 Whose offspring, supping where they supt,
 Consume corruption twice corrupt....Read more of this...

by Chatterton, Thomas
...his youthful breast. 
Strong were the passions of the son of Nair, 
Strong, as the tempest of the evening air. 
Insatiate in desire; fierce as the boar; 
Firm in resolve as Cannie's rocky shore. 
Long had the gods endeavour'd to destroy, 
All Nicou's friendship, happiness, and joy: 
They sought in vain, 'till Vicat, Vichon's son, 
Never in feats of wickedness outdone, 
Saw Nica, sister to the Mountain king, 
Drest beautiful, with all the flow'rs of spring; 
He saw...Read more of this...

by Seeger, Alan
...unbound,
To leave no dear delight unfelt, unfondled o'er,
The will possessed my heart to girdle Earth around
With their insatiate need to wonder and adore.

The flowers in the fields, the surf upon the sands,
The sunset and the clouds it turned to blood and wine,
Were shreds of the thin veil behind whose beaded strands
A radiant visage rose, serene, august, divine.

A noise of summer wind astir in starlit trees,
A song where sensual love's delirium rose and fell,
Were...Read more of this...

by Service, Robert William
...in door,
 And I think it's only the river that keeps me from going mad.

By day it's a ruthless monster, a callous, insatiate thing,
 With oily bubble and eddy, with sudden swirling of breast;
By night it's a writhing Titan, sullenly murmuring,
 Ever and ever goaded, and ever crying for rest.

It cries for its human tribute, but me it will never drown.
 I've learned the lore of my river; my river obeys me well.
I hew and I launch my cordwood, and raft it to Da...Read more of this...

by Wheatley, Phillis
...less numbers to my view appears:
Whole kingdoms in his gloomy den are thrust,
And nations mix with their primeval dust:
Insatiate still he gluts the ample tomb;
His is the present, his the age to come
See here a brother, here a sister spread,
And a sweet daughter mingled with the dead.

But, Madam, let your grief be laid aside,
And let the fountain of your tears be dry'd,
In vain they flow to wet the dusty plain,
Your sighs are wafted to the skies in vain,
Your pains they...Read more of this...

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