Famous Maestro Poems by Famous Poets
These are examples of famous Maestro poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous maestro poems. These examples illustrate what a famous maestro poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).
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by
Alighieri, Dante
...oeti onore e lume
vagliami 'l lungo studio e 'l grande amore
che m'ha fatto cercar lo tuo volume.
Tu se' lo mio maestro e 'l mio autore;
tu se' solo colui da cu' io tolsi
lo bello stilo che m'ha fatto onore.
Vedi la bestia per cu' io mi volsi:
aiutami da lei, famoso saggio,
ch'ella mi fa tremar le vene e i polsi».
«A te convien tenere altro viaggio»,
rispuose poi che lagrimar mi vide,
«se vuo' campar d'esto loco selvaggio:
ch? questa bestia, per la...Read more of this...
by
Alighieri, Dante
...other poets,
may my long study and the intense love
that made me search your volume serve me now.
Tu se' lo mio maestro e 'l mio autore;
tu se' solo colui da cu' io tolsi
lo bello stilo che m'ha fatto onore .
You are my master and my author, you-
the only one from whom my writing drew
the noble style for which I have been honored.
Vedi la bestia per cu' io mi volsi:
aiutami da lei, famoso saggio,
ch'ella mi fa tremar le vene e i polsi ».
You see the b...Read more of this...
by
Alighieri, Dante
...I return
to what I was at first prepared to do.
Or va, ch'un sol volere ? d'ambedue:
tu duca, tu segnore, e tu maestro».
Cos? li dissi; e poi che mosso fue ,
Now go; a single will fills both of us:
you are my guide, my governor, my master."
These were my words to him; when he advanced
intrai per lo cammino alto e silvestro .
I entered on the steep and savage path....Read more of this...
by
Alighieri, Dante
...ON EVERY HOPE, WHO ENTER HERE.
Queste parole di colore oscuro
vid'io scritte al sommo d'una porta;
per ch'io: «Maestro, il senso lor m'? duro ».
These words-their aspect was obscure-I read
inscribed above a gateway, and I said:
"Master, their meaning is difficult for me."
Ed elli a me, come persona accorta:
«Qui si convien lasciare ogne sospetto;
ogne vilt? convien che qui sia morta .
And he to me, as one who comprehends:
"Here one must leave ...Read more of this...
by
Tebb, Barry
...purple September glory
To the browns of winter and wisps of summer green
And meet with Michael Haslam, fellow poet,
Maestro of the moors and shape-shifter supreme.
I write these verses sitting in the marble hall
Of City Station’s restored art deco glory,
The rats and debris of decades swept away,
How much I need the kindness of strangers,
The welcome from my son’s nurses on the
Ward with the highest security rating Leeds possesses,
A magnificent rotunda among ...Read more of this...
by
John, David St
...then. As she
Stepped through the door, the light
Would hit her platinum hair,
And believe me, heads would turn. Maestro
Loved it; he'd have her by
The arm as he led us through the packed crowd
To a private corner
Where her secluded oak table always waited.
She'd say, Jordan...
And I'd order her usual,
A champagne cocktail with a tall shot of bourbon
On the side. She'd let her eyes
Trail the length of the sleek neck
Of the old stand-up bass, as
The...Read more of this...
by
Alighieri, Dante
...io; «e qui ragion non cheggio».
«E puot'elli esser, se gi? non si vive
diversamente per diversi offici?
Non, se 'l maestro vostro ben vi scrive».
S? venne deducendo infino a quici;
poscia conchiuse: «Dunque esser diverse
convien di vostri effetti le radici:
per ch'un nasce Solone e altro Serse,
altro Melchised?ch e altro quello
che, volando per l'aere, il figlio perse.
La circular natura, ch'? suggello
a la cera mortal, fa ben sua arte,
ma non distingue l'un d...Read more of this...
by
Alighieri, Dante
...a col sole, per essere in parte
dove, ad orezza, poco si dirada,
ambo le mani in su l'erbetta sparte
soavemente 'l mio maestro pose:
ond'io, che fui accorto di sua arte,
porsi ver' lui le guance lagrimose:
ivi mi fece tutto discoverto
quel color che l'inferno mi nascose.
Venimmo poi in sul lito diserto,
che mai non vide navicar sue acque
omo, che di tornar sia poscia esperto.
Quivi mi cinse sì com'altrui piacque:
oh maraviglia! ché qual elli scelse
l'umile pianta,...Read more of this...
by
Lowell, Amy
...d. But still he rattled on,
Sipping at intervals. The new catgut
Strings he was using gave out such a tone
The "Maestro" had remarked it, and had gone
Out of his way to praise him. Lotta smiled,
He was as happy as a little child.
From that day on, Herr Altgelt, more and more,
Absorbed himself in work. Lotta at first
Was patient and well-wishing. But it wore
Upon her when two weeks had brought no burst
Of loving from him. Then she feared the worst;
...Read more of this...
by
Benet, Stephen Vincent
...rted,
Rising like gulls. Then, with a finger skinny,
He rubbed the bow with rosin, said, "Your pardon
Signor! -- Maestro Nicolo Paganini
They used to call me! Tchk! -- The cold grips hard on
A poor musician's fingers!" -- His lips parted.
A tortured soul screamed suddenly and loud,
From the brown, quivering case! Then, faster, faster,
Dancing in flame-like whorls, wild, beating, screaming,
The music wailed unutterable disaster;
Heartbroken murmurs from pale...Read more of this...
by
Cohen, Leonard
...e you'd like it,
You wouldn't like it here.
There ain't no entertainment
and the judgements are severe.
The Maestro says it's Mozart
but it sounds like bubble gum
when you're waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.
Waiting for the miracle
There's nothing left to do.
I haven't been this happy
since the end of World War II.
Nothing left to do
when you know that you've been taken.
Nothing left to do
when you're begging for a crumb...Read more of this...
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