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Famous Leech Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Field, Eugene
...like abruptness stop,
And with fatigue and fearfulness continued in a swound
Ye space of half an hour or more before a leech was founde.
"Now tell me straight," quod Launcelot, "what varlet knyght you be,
Ere that I chine you with my sworde and cleave your harte in three!"
Then rolled that knyght his bloudy een, and answered with a groane,--
"By worthy God that hath me made and shope ye sun and mone,
There fareth hence an evil thing whose like ben never seene,
And tho' h...Read more of this...



by Browning, Robert
...ught this cure, inquiring at the source, 
Conferring with the frankness that befits? 
Alas! it grieveth me, the learned leech 
Perished in a tumult many years ago, 
Accused,--our learning's fate,--of wizardry, 
Rebellion, to the setting up a rule 
And creed prodigious as described to me. 
His death, which happened when the earthquake fell 
(Prefiguring, as soon appeared, the loss 
To occult learning in our lord the sage 
Who lived there in the pyramid alone) 
Was wrought ...Read more of this...

by Morris, William
...th, nor anywhere would bide,
But unto Argos restlessly did wend;
And there, as one who lays all hope aside,
Because the leech has said his life must end,
Silent farewell he bade to foe and friend, 
And took his way unto the restless sea, 
For there he deemed his rest and help might be.

Upon the shore of Argolis there stands 
A temple to the goddess that he sought, 
That, turned unto the lion-bearing lands, 
Fenced from the east, of cold winds hath no thought, 
Though to ...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...ys--not all as cool as these, 
Though season-earlier. Art thou sad? or sick? 
Our noble King will send thee his own leech-- 
Sick? or for any matter angered at me?' 

Then Lancelot lifted his large eyes; they dwelt 
Deep-tranced on hers, and could not fall: her hue 
Changed at his gaze: so turning side by side 
They past, and Balin started from his bower. 

'Queen? subject? but I see not what I see. 
Damsel and lover? hear not what I hear. 
My father hath bego...Read more of this...

by Browning, Robert
...t the sun, this isle, 
Trees and the fowls here, beast and creeping thing. 
Yon otter, sleek-wet, black, lithe as a leech; 
Yon auk, one fire-eye in a ball of foam, 
That floats and feeds; a certain badger brown 
He hath watched hunt with that slant white-wedge eye 
By moonlight; and the pie with the long tongue 
That pricks deep into oak warts for a worm, 
And says a plain word when she finds her prize, 
But will not eat the ants; the ants themselves 
That build a wall o...Read more of this...



by Shelley, Percy Bysshe
...eir dull race, who 
Through public scorn,--mud from a muddy spring,-- 
Rulers who neither see, nor feel, nor know, 
But leech-like to their fainting country cling, 
Till they drop, blind in blood, without a blow,-- 
A people starved and stabbed in the untilled field,-- 
An army, which liberticide and prey 
Makes as a two-edged sword to all who wield,-- 
Golden and sanguine laws which tempt and slay; 
Religion Christless, Godless--a book sealed; 
A Senate, Time's worst statute...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...Prince, and felt 
His work was neither great nor wonderful, 
And past to Enid's tent; and thither came 
The King's own leech to look into his hurt; 
And Enid tended on him there; and there 
Her constant motion round him, and the breath 
Of her sweet tendance hovering over him, 
Filled all the genial courses of his blood 
With deeper and with ever deeper love, 
As the south-west that blowing Bala lake 
Fills all the sacred Dee. So past the days. 

But while Geraint la...Read more of this...

by Smart, Christopher
...with the Beetle, whose life is precious in the sight of God, tho his appearance is against him. 

Let Darda with a Leech bless the Name of the Physician of body and soul. 

Let Mahol praise the Maker of Earth and Sea with the Otter, whom God has given to dive and to burrow for his preservation. 

Let David bless with the Bear -- The beginning of victory to the Lord -- to the Lord the perfection of excellence -- Hallelujah from the heart of God, and from the hand ...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...t: the custom'd morning came, 
And breathed new vigour in his shaking frame; 
And solace sought he none from priest nor leech, 
And soon the same in movement and in speech 
As heretofore he fill'd the passing hours, 
Nor less he smiles, nor more his forehead lours 
Than these were wont; and if the coming night 
Appear'd less welcome now to Lara's sight, 
He to his marvelling vassals shew'd it not, 
Whose shuddering proved /their/ fear was less forgot. 
In trembling pairs ...Read more of this...

by Dickinson, Emily
...ror as consummate
As Legions of Alarm
Did leap, full flanked, upon the Host --
'Tis Units -- make the Swarm --

A Small Leech -- on the Vitals --
The sliver, in the Lung --
The Bung out -- of an Artery --
Are scarce accounted -- Harms --

Yet might -- by relation
To that Repealless thing --
A Being -- impotent to end --
When once it has begun --...Read more of this...

by Kipling, Rudyard
...e,
Jungle-Favour go with thee!

 Kaa

Anger is the egg of Fear--
Only lidless eyes see clear.
Cobra-poison none may leech--
Even so with Cobra-speech.
Open talk shall call to thee
Strength, whose mate is Courtesy.
Send no lunge beyond thy length.
Lend no rotten bough thy strength.
Gauge thy gape with buck or goat,
Lest thine eye should choke thy throat.
After gorging, wouldst thou sleep ?
Look thy den be hid and deep,
Lest a wrong, by thee forgot,
Draw...Read more of this...

by Wordsworth, William
...se, 
Religious men, who give to God and man their dues. 

XV 

He told, that to these waters he had come 
To gather leeches, being old and poor: 
Employment hazardous and wearisome! 
And he had many hardships to endure: 
From pond to pond he roamed, from moor to moor; 
Housing, with God's good help, by choice or chance, 
And in this way he gained an honest maintenance. 

XVI 

The old Man still stood talking by my side; 
But now his voice to me was like a stream 
Scar...Read more of this...

by Wordsworth, William
...se, 
Religious men, who give to God and man their dues. 

XV 

He told, that to these waters he had come 
To gather leeches, being old and poor: 
Employment hazardous and wearisome! 
And he had many hardships to endure: 
From pond to pond he roamed, from moor to moor; 
Housing, with God's good help, by choice or chance, 
And in this way he gained an honest maintenance. 

XVI 

The old Man still stood talking by my side; 
But now his voice to me was like a stream 
Scar...Read more of this...

by Hugo, Victor
...st. 
 
 At Malta Dick became a monk— 
 (What vineyards have those priests!) 
 And Gobbo to quack-salver sunk, 
 To leech vile murrained beasts; 
 And lazy André, blown off shore, 
 Was picked up by the Turk, 
 And in some harem, you be sure, 
 Is forced at last to work. 
 
 Next, three of us whom nothing daunts, 
 Marched off with Prince Eugene, 
 To take Genoa! oh, it vaunts 
 Girls fit—each one—for queen! 
 Had they but promised us the pick, 
 Perchance we h...Read more of this...

by Morris, William
...w from out grey stone
And gather wealth from many an uncouth thing;
He made the wilderness rejoice and sing,
And such a leech he was that none could say
Without his word what soul should pass away.


"Unto Diana such a gift he gave,
Goddess above, below and on the earth,
That I should be her virgin and her slave
From the first hour of my most wretched birth;
Therefore my life had known but little mirth
When I had come unto my twentieth year
And the last time of hallowing ...Read more of this...

by Thomas, Dylan
...shroud sail.
And I am dumb to tell the hanging man
How of my clay is made the hangman's lime.

The lips of time leech to the fountain head;
Love drips and gathers, but the fallen blood
Shall calm her sores.
And I am dumb to tell a weather's wind
How time has ticked a heaven round the stars.

And I am dumb to tell the lover's tomb
How at my sheet goes the same crooked worm....Read more of this...

by Scott, Sir Walter
...d days of old
     Deemed fit for captive noble's hold.
     'Here,' said De Brent, 'thou mayst remain
     Till the Leech visit him again.
     Strict is his charge, the warders tell,
     To tend the noble prisoner well.'
     Retiring then the bolt he drew,
     And the lock's murmurs growled anew.
     Roused at the sound, from lowly bed
     A captive feebly raised his head.
     The wondering Minstrel looked, and knew—
     Not his dear lord, but Roderick Dhu...Read more of this...

by Dryden, John
...grained thistles pass, 
Might laugh again to see a jury chaw 
The prickles of unpalatable law. 
The witnesses that, leech-like lived on blood, 
Sucking for them were med'cinally good; 
But when they fastened on their festered sore, 
Then justice and religion they forswore, 
Thus men are raised by factions and decried, 
And rogue and saint distinguished by their side; 
They rack even Scripture to confess their cause 
And plead a call to preach in spite of laws. 
But th...Read more of this...

by Chaucer, Geoffrey
...dde's finger; and Eli, well ye wit,* *know
In Mount Horeb, ere he had any speech
With highe God, that is our live's leech,* *physician, healer
He fasted long, and was in contemplance.
Aaron, that had the temple in governance,
And eke the other priestes every one,
Into the temple when they shoulde gon
To praye for the people, and do service,
They woulde drinken in no manner wise
No drinke, which that might them drunken make,
But there in abstinence pray and wake,
Lest ...Read more of this...

by Ondaatje, Michael
...shared coffee with for several years
writes of an old scar.
On her wrist it sleeps, smooth and white,
the size of a leech.
I gave it to her 
brandishing a new Italian penknife.
Look, I said turning,
and blood spat onto her shirt.

My wife has scars like spread raindrops 
on knees and ankles,
she talks of broken greenhouse panes
and yet, apart from imagining red feet,
(a nymph out of Chagall)
I bring little to that scene.
We remember the time around scars,
...Read more of this...

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