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Famous Isabel Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Nash, Ogden
...Isabel met an enormous bear,
Isabel, Isabel, didn't care;
The bear was hungry, the bear was ravenous,
The bear's big mouth was cruel and cavernous.
The bear said, Isabel, glad to meet you,
How do, Isabel, now I'll eat you!
Isabel, Isabel, didn't worry.
Isabel didn't scream or scurry.
She washed her hands and she straightened her hair up,
Then Isa...Read more of this...



by Hugo, Victor
...Viridis, Countess of Milan, 
 Was deemed superb; Diana on the mount 
 Dazzled the shepherd boy; ever we count 
 The Isabel of Saxony so fair, 
 And Cleopatra's beauty all so rare— 
 Aspasia's, too, that must with theirs compare— 
 That praise of them no fitting language hath. 
 Divine was Rhodope—and Venus' wrath 
 Was such at Erylesis' perfect throat, 
 She dragged her to the forge where Vulcan smote 
 Her beauty on his anvil. Well, as much 
 As star transcends a...Read more of this...

by Keats, John
...I.
Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel!
Lorenzo, a young palmer in Love's eye!
They could not in the self-same mansion dwell
Without some stir of heart, some malady;
They could not sit at meals but feel how well
It soothed each to be the other by;
They could not, sure, beneath the same roof sleep
But to each other dream, and nightly weep.

II.
With every morn th...Read more of this...

by Southey, Robert
...child of Misery rests her head in peace.
Pause there in sadness. That unhallowed ground
Inshrines what once was Isabel. Sleep on
Sleep on, poor Outcast! lovely was thy cheek,
And thy mild eye was eloquent to speak
The soul of Pity. Pale and woe-begone
Soon did thy fair cheek fade, and thine eye weep
The tear of anguish for the babe unborn,
The helpless heir of Poverty and Scorn.
She drank the draught that chill'd her soul to sleep.
I pause and wipe the...Read more of this...

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