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Famous Jaundiced Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Ashbery, John
...onist, but just look what he's 
Done to me now! I scarce dare approach me mug's attenuated
Reflection in yon hubcap, so jaundiced, so déconfit
Are its lineaments--fun, no doubt, for some quack phrenologist's
Fern-clogged waiting room, but hardly what you'd call
Companionable. But everything is getting choked to the point of
Silence. Just now a magnetic storm hung in the swatch of sky
Over the Fudds' garage, reducing it--drastically--
To the aura of a plumbago-blue log...Read more of this...



by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
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So I triumph'd ere my passion sweeping thro' me left me dry,
Left me with the palsied heart, and left me with the jaundiced eye; 

Eye, to which all order festers, all things here are out of joint:
Science moves, but slowly, slowly, creeping on from point to point: 

Slowly comes a hungry people, as a lion, creeping nigher,
Glares at one that nods and winks behind a slowly-dying fire. 

Yet I doubt not thro' the ages one increasing purpose runs,
And the thoughts of ...Read more of this...

by Service, Robert William
...The leaves are sick and jaundiced, they
 Drift down the air;
December's sky is sodden grey,
 Dark with despair;
A bleary dawn will light anon
 A world of care.

My name is cut into a stone,
 No care have I;
The letters drool, as I alone
 Forgotten lie:
With weed my grave is overgrown,
 None cometh nigh.

A hundred hollow years will speed
 As I decay;
And I'll be comrade to ...Read more of this...

by Southey, Robert
...ing; on mine ear
As the deep death-fraught sounds long lingering dwell
Sick to the heart of Love and Hope and Fear
Soul-jaundiced, I do loathe Life's upland steep
And with strange envy muse the dead man's dreamless sleep.

But thou, memorial of monastic gall!
What Fancy sad or lightsome hast thou given?
Thy vision-scaring sounds alone recall
The prayer that trembles on a yawn to heaven;
And this Dean's gape, and that Dean's nosal tone,
And Roman rites retain'd, tho' Roman...Read more of this...

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