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Famous Listed Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Burns, Robert
...n’ lap like daft,
 An’ shor’d them Dainty Davie
 O’ boot that night.


He was a care-defying blade
 As ever Bacchus listed!
Tho’ Fortune sair upon him laid,
 His heart, she ever miss’d it.
He had no wish but—to be glad,
 Nor want but—when he thirsted;
He hated nought but—to be sad,
 An’ thus the muse suggested
 His sang that night.


AirTune—“For a’ that, an’ a’ that.”I am a Bard of no regard,
 Wi’ gentle folks an’ a’ that;
But Homer-like, the glowrin byke,
 F...Read more of this...



by Aiken, Conrad
...y be said.
The brush was in the hand, the poem was in the love,
the praise was in the word. The ‘Book of Lives'
listed the name, Li Po, as an Immortal;
and it was time to travel. Not, this year,
north to the Damask City, or the Gorge,
but, by the phoenix borne, swift as the wind,
to the Jade Palace Portal. There
look through the clouded to the clear
and there watch evil like a brush-stroke disappear
in the last perfect rhyme
of the begin-all-end-all poem, time...Read more of this...

by Akhmatova, Anna
...And the old chief perceived this city proud,
He’d seen in times that are in sagas sung.
Set all to fire! The king listed else
The towers, the gates, the temples – rich and thriving…
But sank in thoughts, and said with lighted face,
“You just provide the Bard Home’s surviving.”
...Read more of this...

by Hardy, Thomas
...at that censured time no heart was rent 
Or feature blanched of parent, wife, or daughter 
By hourly blazoned sheets of listed slaughter; 
Death waited Nature's wont; Peace smiled unshent 
 From Ind to Occident....Read more of this...

by Tebb, Barry
...

Some relic of a nineteenth century’s eccentric’s dream come true.

But posing now the question "What to do with a listed building

And the Channel Tunnel coming through?" Its welded slats,

Timber frame and listing broken windows blew our minds-

Like discovering a Tintoretto in a gallery of fakes.

Leeds takes away the steely glare of Sutton

Weighing down on me like breeze-blocks by the ton,

When all I want to do is run away and make a home

In Keighley, catch a ...Read more of this...



by Service, Robert William
...in the cornfield, wiv a big bookay in me 'and.

For Jim and me we are rough uns, but Bill was one o' the best;
 We 'listed and learned together to larf at the wust wot comes;
Then Bill copped a packet proper, and took 'is departure West,
 So sudden 'e 'adn't a minit to say good-bye to 'is chums.

And they took me to where 'e was planted, a sort of a measly mound,
 And, thinks I, 'ow Bill would be tickled, bein' so soft and *****,
If I gathered a bunch o' them wild-flo...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...shed the sweet poison of misused wine,
After the Tuscan mariners transformed,
Coasting the Tyrrhene shore, as the winds listed,
On Circe's island fell. (Who knows not Circe,
The daughter of the Sun, whose charmed cup
Whoever tasted lost his upright shape,
And downward fell into a grovelling swine?)
This Nymph, that gazed upon his clustering locks,
With ivy berries wreathed, and his blithe youth,
Had by him, ere he parted thence, a son
Much like his father, but his mother ...Read more of this...

by Hopkins, Gerard Manley
...ves in Henry Purcell,
An age is now since passed, since parted; with the reversal
Of the outward sentence low lays him, listed to a heresy, here. 
Not mood in him nor meaning, proud fire or sacred fear,
Or love or pity or all that sweet notes not his might nursle:
It is the forgèd feature finds me; it is the rehearsal
Of own, of abrupt self there so thrusts on, so throngs the ear. 

Let him Oh! with his air of angels then lift me, lay me! only I'll
Have an eye to the ...Read more of this...

by Belieu, Erin
...k hungry. If you drive out

to the farm, tree branches will
point the way. No map will show

where, no phone is listed.
It will seem that the moon, plump

above their shoulders, is constant,
orange as harvest all year

long. We say, when a mother
gives birth to an albino girl,

she feigns sleep after
labor while an Asian

man steals in, spirits
the pale baby away....Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...as'd,
That I was never present on the place
Of those encounters, where we might have tri'd
Each others force in camp or listed field:
And now am come to see of whom such noise
Hath walk'd about, and each limb to survey,
If thy appearance answer loud report. 

Sam: The way to know were not to see but taste.

Har: Dost thou already single me; I thought
Gives and the Mill had tam'd thee? O that fortune
Had brought me to the field where thou art fam'd
To have wrought such...Read more of this...

by Wilmot, John
...of wit shall rain.

Nor shall the sight of honourable scars,
Which my too-forward valour did procure,
Frighten new-listed soldiers from the wars.
Past joys have more than paid what I endure.

Should hopeful youths (worth being drunk) prove nice,
And from their fair inviters meanly shrink,
'Twould please the ghost of my departed vice,
If at my counsel they repent and drink.

Or should some cold-complexioned set forbid,
With his dull morals, our night's brisk a...Read more of this...

by Kipling, Rudyard
...adth of Mind,
So we left them to teach the Gorillas while we followed the March of Manlund.

We moved as the Spirit listed. They never altered their pace,
Being neither cloud nor wind-borne like the Gods of the Market-Place;
But they always caught up with our progress, and presently word would come
That a tribe had been wiped off its icefield, or the lights had gone out in Rome.

Nith the Hopes that our@ World is built on they were utterly out of touch
They denied...Read more of this...

by Kipling, Rudyard
...1895

There's a Legion that never was listed,
 That carries no colours or crest,
But, split in a thousand detachments,
 Is breaking the road for the rest.
Our fathers they left us their blessing --
 They taught us, and groomed us, and crammed;
But we've shaken the Clubs and the Messes
 To go and find out and be damned
 (Dear boys!),
 To go and get shot and be damned.

So some of us chivv...Read more of this...

by Tebb, Barry
.... Budding Roddy Lumsdens, (Has anyone read a Roddy

 Lumsden

Poem?) “Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!” his first collection short-listed here and

 there -

The sheer hype’s enough to put me off for life.



I still write at bus-stops and avoid competitions like the plague.

I’m not lucky that way, I’ve still to win a single literary prize.

Is there one for every day of the year? And as for James Kirkup,

My mentor of forty-odd years, his name evokes blank stares; but

Loo...Read more of this...

by Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
...To Alfred Tennyson 

Poet! I come to touch thy lance with mine;
Not as a knight, who on the listed field
Of tourney touched his adversary's shield
In token of defiance, but in sign
Of homage to the mastery, which is thine,
In English song; nor will I keep concealed,
And voiceless as a rivulet frost-congealed,
My admiration for thy verse divine.
Not of the howling dervishes of song,
Who craze the brain with their delirious dance,
Art thou, O swe...Read more of this...

by Ginsberg, Allen
...ofited by merchan-
 dising skinburning phosphorous or shells fragmented
 to thousands of fleshpiercing needles
and here listed money millions gained by each combine for
 manufacture
and here are gains numbered, index'd swelling a decade, set
 in order,
here named the Fathers in office in these industries, tele-
 phones directing finance,
names of directors, makers of fates, and the names of the 
 stockholders of these destined Aggregates,
and here are the names of their ambas...Read more of this...

by Laurence Dunbar, Paul
...s come to see me, an' somehow he could n't speak.
Den I seed all in a minute whut he 'd come to see me for;—
Dey had 'listed colo'ed sojers an' my 'Lias gwine to wah.[Pg 183]
Oh, I hugged him, an' I kissed him, an' I baiged him not to go;
But he tol' me dat his conscience, hit was callin' to him so,
An' he could n't baih to lingah w'en he had a chanst to fight
For de freedom dey had gin him an' de glory of de right.
S...Read more of this...

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