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Famous Mines Poems by Famous Poets

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by Brackenridge, Hugh Henry
...the story old in fame, 
Of Atabilipa by thirst of gold 
Depriv'd of life: which not Peru's rich ore, 
Nor Mexico's vast mines cou'd then redeem. 
Better these northern realms deserve our song, 
Discover'd by Britannia for her sons; 
Undeluged with seas of Indian blood, 
Which cruel Spain on southern regions spilt; 
To gain by terrors what the gen'rous breast 
Wins by fair treaty, conquers without blood. 



EUGENIO. 
High in renown th' intreprid hero stands, 
From...Read more of this...



by Smart, Christopher
...device, 
 Their darts of lustre sheathe; 
The jasper of the master's stamp, 
The topaz blazing like a lamp, 
 Among the mines beneath. 

 XXVII 
Blest was the tenderness he felt 
When to his graceful harp he knelt, 
 And did for audience call; 
When Satan with his hand he quell'd 
And in serene suspense he held 
 The frantic throes of Saul. 

 XXVIII 
His furious foes no more malign'd 
As he such melody divin'd, 
 And sense and soul detain'd; 
Now striking strong, now...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...The unsurvey’d interior, log-houses, clearings, wild animals, hunters, trappers;
Surrounding the multiform agriculture, mines, temperature, the gestation of new States, 
Congress convening every Twelfth-month, the members duly coming up from the uttermost
 parts; 
Surrounding the noble character of mechanics and farmers, especially the young men, 
Responding their manners, speech, dress, friendships—the gait they have of persons
 who
 never knew how it felt to stand in the pr...Read more of this...

by Dickinson, Emily
...weet of twigs and twine
My perennial nest.

211

Come slowly—Eden!
Lips unused to Thee—
Bashful—sip thy Jessamines—
As the fainting Bee—

Reaching late his flower,
Round her chamber hums—
Counts his nectars—
Enters—and is lost in Balms.

213

Did the Harebell loose her girdle
To the lover Bee
Would the Bee the Harebell hallow
Much as formerly?

Did the "Paradise"—persuaded—
Yield her moat of pearl—
Would the Eden be an Eden,
Or the Earl—an Ear...Read more of this...

by Hugo, Victor
...
 The corn, and wine, and oil of counties ten, 
 With all their people diligent, and then 
 Bohemia with its silver mines, and now 
 The lofty land whence mighty rivers flow 
 And not a brook returns; add to these counts 
 The Tyrol with its lovely azure mounts 
 And France with her historic fleurs-de-lis; 
 Come now, decide, what 'tis your choice must be?' 
 I should have answered, 'Vengeance! give to me 
 Rather than France, Bohemia, or the fair 
 Blue Tyrol, I ...Read more of this...



by Keats, John
...brothers this fair lady dwelt,
Enriched from ancestral merchandize,
And for them many a weary hand did swelt
In torched mines and noisy factories,
And many once proud-quiver'd loins did melt
In blood from stinging whip;--with hollow eyes
Many all day in dazzling river stood,
To take the rich-ored driftings of the flood.

XV.
For them the Ceylon diver held his breath,
And went all naked to the hungry shark;
For them his ears gush'd blood; for them in death
The seal on ...Read more of this...

by Hughes, Langston
...ruin of our gangster death,
The rape and rot of graft, and stealth, and lies,
We, the people, must redeem
The land, the mines, the plants, the rivers.
The mountains and the endless plain--
All, all the stretch of these great green states--
And make America again!...Read more of this...

by Moore, Marianne
...mething feline,
something colubrine" -- how true!
a crouching mythological monster
in that Persian miniature of emerald mines,
raw silk -- ivory white, snow white,
oyster white and six others --
that paddock full of leopards and giraffes --
long lemonyellow bodies
sown with trapezoids of blue.
Alive with words,
vibrating like a cymbal
touched before it has been struck,
he has prophesied correctly --
the industrious waterfall,
"the speedy stream
which violently bears all b...Read more of this...

by Raine, Kathleen
...ort
in the land we have sown
with the Dragon’s teeth
where our armies arise
fully armed on our killing-fields
with land-mines and missiles,
tanks and artillery,
gas-masks and body-bags,
our air-craft rain down
fire and destruction,
our space-craft broadcast
lies and corruption,
our elected parliaments
parrot their rhetoric
of peace and democracy
while the truth we deny
returns in our dreams
of Armageddon,
the death-wish, the arms-trade,
hatred and slaughter
profitable employm...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...
Something unproved! Something in a trance! 
Something escaped from the anchorage, and driving free. 

O to work in mines, or forging iron!
Foundry casting—the foundry itself—the rude high roof—the ample and
 shadow’d space, 
The furnace—the hot liquid pour’d out and running. 

8
O to resume the joys of the soldier: 
To feel the presence of a brave general! to feel his sympathy! 
To behold his calmness! to be warm’d in the rays of his smile!
To go to battle! to hear t...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...e woman walk'd upon the brink:
I wonder'd at her strength, and ask'd her of it:
"It came," she said, "by working in the mines:"
O then to ask her of my shares, I thought;
And ask'd; but not a word; she shook her head.
And then the motion of the current ceased,
And there was rolling thunder; and we reach'd
A mountain, like a wall of burs and thorns;
But she with her strong feet up the steep hill
Trod out a path: I follow'd; and at top
She pointed seaward: there a fleet of ...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...
Welcome just as much the other more hard-faced lands;
Lands rich as lands of gold, or wheat and fruit lands; 
Lands of mines, lands of the manly and rugged ores; 
Lands of coal, copper, lead, tin, zinc; 
LANDS OF IRON! lands of the make of the axe! 

3
The log at the wood-pile, the axe supported by it;
The sylvan hut, the vine over the doorway, the space clear’d for a garden, 
The irregular tapping of rain down on the leaves, after the storm is lull’d, 
The wailing and moani...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...y orchards, 
Thy incalculable lumber, beef, pork, potatoes—thy coal—thy gold and silver, 
The inexhaustible iron in thy mines.

12
All thine, O sacred Union! 
Ship, farm, shop, barns, factories, mines, 
City and State—North, South, item and aggregate, 
We dedicate, dread Mother, all to thee! 

Protectress absolute, thou! Bulwark of all!
For well we know that while thou givest each and all, (generous as God,) 
Without thee, neither all nor each, nor land, home, 
Ship, nor ...Read more of this...

by Angelou, Maya
...soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
U...Read more of this...

by Arnold, Matthew
...ce our lives come and where they go.
And many a man in his own breast then delves,
But deep enough, alas! none ever mines.
And we have been on many thousand lines,
And we have shown, on each, spirit and power;
But hardly have we, for one little hour,
Been on our own line, have we been ourselves--
Hardly had skill to utter one of all
The nameless feelings that course through our breast,
But they course on for ever unexpress'd.
And long we try in vain to speak and a...Read more of this...

by Wordsworth, William
...told)  One field, a flock, and what the neighbouring flood  Supplied, to him were more than mines of gold.  Light was my sleep; my days in transport roll'd:  With thoughtless joy I stretch'd along the shore  My father's nets, or from the mountain fold  Saw on the distant lake his twinkling oar  Or watch'd his lazy boat still less'ning more and more   My fathe...Read more of this...

by Scott, Sir Walter
...h, daughter of three mighty lakes,
     From Vennachar in silver breaks,
     Sweeps through the plain, and ceaseless mines
     On Bochastle the mouldering lines,
     Where Rome, the Empress of the world,
     Of yore her eagle wings unfurled.
     And here his course the Chieftain stayed,
     Threw down his target and his plaid,
     And to the Lowland warrior said:
     'Bold Saxon! to his promise just,
     Vich-Alpine has discharged his trust.
     This murd...Read more of this...

by Walcott, Derek
...ogress is something to ask Caribs about.
They kill them by millions, some in war,
some by forced labor dying in the mines
looking for silver, after that niggers; more
progress. Until I see definite signs
that mankind change, Vince, I ain't want to hear.
Progress is history's dirty joke.
Ask that sad green island getting nearer."
Green islands, like mangoes pickled in brine.
In such fierce salt let my wound be healed,
me, in my freshness as a seafarer.<...Read more of this...

by Kunitz, Stanley
...shold in your drowsy eyes;
And by the virtue of your honeyed word
Restore the liquid language of the moon,
That in gold mines of secrecy you delve.
Awake!
 My whirling hands stay at the noon,
Each cell within my body holds a heart
And all my hearts in unison strike twelve....Read more of this...

by Johnson, Samuel
...ival, and each youth your slave?
329 Against your fame with fondness hate combines,
330 The rival batters and the lover mines.
331 With distant voice neglected Virtue calls,
332 Less heard and less, the faint remonstrance falls;
333 Tir'd with contempt, she quits the slipp'ry reign,
334 And Pride and Prudence take her seat in vain.
335 In crowd at once, where none the pass defend,
336 The harmless freedom, and the private friend.
337 The guardians yield, by force ...Read more of this...

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