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Famous May Not Poems by Famous Poets

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by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...ight walk always,
And so, being busy, love one another more.” 

“Avon,” I said, now in my chair again, 
“Although I may not be here to be happy, 
If you are careless, I may have to laugh. 
I have disliked a few men in my life,
But never to the scope of wishing them 
To this particular pedestrian hell 
Of your affection. I should not like that. 
Forgive me, for this time it was your fault.” 

He drummed with all his fingers on his chair,
And, after a made s...Read more of this...



by Tate, James
...nowhere man misfiring
the very essence of your life, flustering
nothing from nothing and back again.
The hereafter may not last all that long.
Radiant childhood sweetheart,
secret code of everlasting joy and sorrow, 
fanciful pen strokes beneath the eyelids:
all day, all night meditation, knot of hope,
kernel of desire, pure ordinariness of life 
seeking, through poetry, a benediction
or a bed to lie down on, to connect, reveal,
explore, to imbue meaning on the day's...Read more of this...

by Keats, John
...m! although so vast
My love is still for thee. The hour may come
When we shall meet in pure elysium.
On earth I may not love thee; and therefore
Doves will I offer up, and sweetest store
All through the teeming year: so thou wilt shine
On me, and on this damsel fair of mine,
And bless our simple lives. My Indian bliss!
My river-lily bud! one human kiss!
One sigh of real breath--one gentle squeeze,
Warm as a dove's nest among summer trees,
And warm with dew at ooze...Read more of this...

by Keats, John
...No shape distinguishable, more than when
Thick night confounds the pine-tops with the clouds:
And many else whose names may not be told.
For when the Muse's wings are air-ward spread,
Who shall delay her flight? And she must chaunt
Of Saturn, and his guide, who now had climb'd
With damp and slippery footing from a depth
More horrid still. Above a sombre cliff
Their heads appear'd, and up their stature grew
Till on the level height their steps found ease:
Then Thea spr...Read more of this...

by Alighieri, Dante
...THE misery of that sight of souls in Hell 
 Condemned, and constant in their loss, prevailed 
 So greatly in me, that I may not tell 
 How passed I from them, sense and memory failed 
 So far. 
 But here new torments I discern, 
 And new tormented, wheresoe'er I turn. 
 For sodden around me was the place of bane, 
 The third doomed circle, where the culprits know 
 The cold, unceasing, and relentless rain 
 Pour down without mutation. Heavy with hail, 
 With turbi...Read more of this...



by Kendall, Henry
...n? 
Is it well that I should with to leave this dreary world behind, 
Seeking for your fair Utopia, which perchance I may not find? 
Passing through a gloomy forest, scaling steeps like prison walls, 
Where the scanty sunshine wavers and the moonlight seldom falls? 
Oh, the feelings re-awakened! Oh, the hopes of loftier range! 

Is it well, thou friendly Being, well to wish for such a change?'' 


But the Spirit answers nothing! and the dazzling mantle fades; 
And ...Read more of this...

by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...in, 
To tell you more of him and his opinions;
I shall not be so long out of your sight, 
Or take myself so far, that I may not, 
Like Alcibiades, come back again. 
He went away to Phrygia, and fared ill. 

HAMILTON

There’s an example in Themistocles:
He went away to Persia, and fared well. 

BURR

So? Must I go so far? And if so, why so? 
I had not planned it so. Is this the road 
I take? If so, farewell. 

HAMILTON

Quite so. Farewell....Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...ck Virtue answered mild. 
Adam, I therefore came; nor art thou such 
Created, or such place hast here to dwell, 
As may not oft invite, though Spirits of Heaven, 
To visit thee; lead on then where thy bower 
O'ershades; for these mid-hours, till evening rise, 
I have at will. So to the sylvan lodge 
They came, that like Pomona's arbour smiled, 
With flowerets decked, and fragrant smells; but Eve, 
Undecked save with herself, more lovely fair 
Than Wood-Nymph, or the f...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...cess, 
The credit of whose virtue rest with thee; 
Wonderous indeed, if cause of such effects. 
But of this tree we may not taste nor touch; 
God so commanded, and left that command 
Sole daughter of his voice; the rest, we live 
Law to ourselves; our reason is our law. 
To whom the Tempter guilefully replied. 
Indeed! hath God then said that of the fruit 
Of all these garden-trees ye shall not eat, 
Yet Lords declared of all in earth or air$? 
To whom thus Eve, y...Read more of this...

by Wordsworth, William
...nd I must think, do all I can,  That there was pleasure there.   If I these thoughts may not prevent,  If such be of my creed the plan,  Have I not reason to lament  What man has made of man? The NIGHTINGALE.  Written in April, 1798.   No cloud, no relique of the sunken day  Distinguishes the West, no long thin slip  ...Read more of this...

by Bradstreet, Anne
...t to all Diseases, that's the truth,
4.104 Though some more incident to age, or youth;
4.105 And to conclude, I may not tedious be,
4.106 Man at his best estate is vanity.

Old Age. 

5.1 What you have been, ev'n such have I before,
5.2 And all you say, say I, and something more.
5.3 Babe's innocence, Youth's wildness I have seen,
5.4 And in perplexed Middle-age have been,
5.5 Sickness, dangers, and anxieties have past,
5.6 And ...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...o him, 
"Hail, Bors! if ever loyal man and true 
Could see it, thou hast seen the Grail;" and Bors, 
"Ask me not, for I may not speak of it: 
I saw it;" and the tears were in his eyes. 

`Then there remained but Lancelot, for the rest 
Spake but of sundry perils in the storm; 
Perhaps, like him of Cana in Holy Writ, 
Our Arthur kept his best until the last; 
"Thou, too, my Lancelot," asked the king, "my friend, 
Our mightiest, hath this Quest availed for thee?" 

`"Our mi...Read more of this...

by Service, Robert William
...shade!
O beauty land of Little Things!

I sometimes wonder, after all,
Amid this tangled web of fate,
If what is great may not be small,
And what is small may not be great.
So wondering I go my way,
Yet in my heart contentment sings . . .
O may I ever see, I pray,
God's grace and love in Little Things.

So give to me, I only beg,
A little roof to call my own,
A little cider in the keg,
A little meat upon the bone;
A little garden by the sea,
A little boat...Read more of this...

by Chaucer, Geoffrey
...e positive law, and such decree,
Is broke alway for love in each degree
A man must needes love, maugre his head.
He may not flee it, though he should be dead,
*All be she* maid, or widow, or else wife. *whether she be*
And eke it is not likely all thy life
To standen in her grace, no more than I
For well thou wost thyselfe verily,
That thou and I be damned to prison
Perpetual, us gaineth no ranson.
We strive, as did the houndes for the bone;
They fought all day, a...Read more of this...

by Scott, Sir Walter
...daughter cannot be thy bride;
     Not that the blush to wooer dear,
     Nor paleness that of maiden fear.
     It may not be,—forgive her,
     Chief, Nor hazard aught for our relief.
     Against his sovereign, Douglas ne'er
     Will level a rebellious spear.
     'T was I that taught his youthful hand
     To rein a steed and wield a brand;
     I see him yet, the princely boy!
     Not Ellen more my pride and joy;
     I love him still, despite my wrongs
  ...Read more of this...

by Chaucer, Geoffrey
...nts in peace,
Save my life, and be not reckeless
To gette her that hath my life in cure,* *keeping
For in this woe I may not long endure."

What needeth greater dilatation?
I say, by treaty and ambassadry,
And by the Pope's mediation,
And all the Church, and all the chivalry,
That in destruction of Mah'metry,* *Mahometanism
And in increase of Christe's lawe dear,
They be accorded* so as ye may hear; *agreed

How that the Soudan, and his baronage,
And all his lieges, sh...Read more of this...

by Eliot, T S (Thomas Stearns)
...rita
cuiquam
 Facta dei fecisse deo) pro lumine adempto
 Scire futura dedit poenamque levavit honore.
221. This may not appear as exact as Sappho's lines, but I had in
mind
the "longshore" or "dory" fisherman, who returns at
nightfall.
253. V. Goldsmith, the song in The Vicar of Wakefield.
257. V. The Tempest, as above.
264. The interior of St. Magnus Martyr is to my mind one of
the finest among Wren's interiors. See The Propose...Read more of this...

by Miller, Alice Duer
...corrupt, and fears that sap and deceive.
I though of the bars dividing man from man,
Invisible bars that the humble may not pass,
And how no pride is uglier, crueller than
The pride unchecked of class.
Oh, those invisible bars of manners and speech,
Ways that the proud man will not teach
The humble lest they too reach 
Those splendid heights where a little band 
Have always stood and will always stand 
Ruling the fate of this small green land, 
Rulers of England—for t...Read more of this...

by Chaucer, Geoffrey
...iless and dalliance,
Some for her handes and her armes smale:
Thus goes all to the devil, by thy tale;
Thou say'st, men may not keep a castle wall
That may be so assailed *over all.* *everywhere*
And if that she be foul, thou say'st that she
Coveteth every man that she may see;
For as a spaniel she will on him leap,
Till she may finde some man her to cheap;* *buy
And none so grey goose goes there in the lake,
(So say'st thou) that will be without a make.* *mate
And sa...Read more of this...

by Shelley, Percy Bysshe
...ed heart of stubborn oaks;
So they might live for ever in the light
Of her sweet presence--each a satellite.

"This may not be," the Wizard Maid replied.
"The fountains where the Naiades bedew
Their shining hair at length are drained and dried;
The solid oaks forget their strength, and strew
Their latest leaf upon the mountains wide;
The boundless ocean like a drop of dew
Will be consumed; the stubborn centre must
Be scattered like a cloud of summer dust.

"And ye...Read more of this...

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