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Famous Mistress Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Crowley, Aleister
...brow
Stronger than sense, you are even here and now
Miner, utterly mine, my sister and my wife,
Mother of my children, mistress of my life!

O wild swan winging through the morning mist!
The thousand thousand kisses that we kissed, 
The infinite device our love devised
If by some chance its truth might be surprised,
Are these all past? Are these to come? Believe me,
There is no parting; they can never leave me.
I have built you up into my heart and brain
So fast that we ...Read more of this...



by Shakespeare, William
...em
Than the true gouty landlord which doth owe them:

'So many have, that never touch'd his hand,
Sweetly supposed them mistress of his heart.
My woeful self, that did in freedom stand,
And was my own fee-simple, not in part,
What with his art in youth, and youth in art,
Threw my affections in his charmed power,
Reserved the stalk and gave him all my flower.

'Yet did I not, as some my equals did,
Demand of him, nor being desired yielded;
Finding myself in honour so f...Read more of this...

by Brackenridge, Hugh Henry
...th from heav'n draws all their reas'ning high 
In captive chains bound at her chariot wheels. 


Now Rome imperial, mistress of the world 
Drinks the pure lustre of the orient ray 
Assuaging her fierce thirst of bloody war, 
Dominion boundless, victory and fame; 
Each bold centurion, and each prætor finds 
A nobler empire to subdue themselves. 


From Rome the mistress of the world in peace, 
Far to the north the golden light ascends; 
To Gaul and Britain and the utmo...Read more of this...

by Brackenridge, Hugh Henry
...he Caribbees, 
Homeward returning annually they bring 
The richest produce of the various climes. 
And Philadelphia mistress of our world, 
The seat of arts, of science, and of fame 
Derives her grandeur from the pow'r of trade. 
Hail happy city where the muses stray, 
Where deep philosophy convenes her sons 
And opens all her secrets to their view! 
Bids them ascend with Newton to the skies, 
And trace the orbits of the rolling spheres, 
Survey the glories of the uni...Read more of this...

by Shakespeare, William
...eeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays ...Read more of this...



by Chaucer, Geoffrey
...asure
O treasurer of bounty to mankind!
The whom God chose to mother for humbless!
From his ancill*  he made thee mistress                     *handmaid
Of heav'n and earth, our *billes up to bede;*   *offer up our petitions*
This world awaiteth ever on thy goodness;
For thou ne failedst never wight at need.

                               P.

Purpose I have sometime for to enquere
Wherefore and why the Holy Ghost thee sought,
When Gabrielis voice came ...Read more of this...

by Pope, Alexander
...,
To dress her Charms, and make her more belov'd;
But following Wits from that Intention stray'd;
Who cou'd not win the Mistress, woo'd the Maid;
Against the Poets their own Arms they turn'd,
Sure to hate most the Men from whom they learn'd
So modern Pothecaries, taught the Art
By Doctor's Bills to play the Doctor's Part,
Bold in the Practice of mistaken Rules,
Prescribe, apply, and call their Masters Fools.
Some on the Leaves of ancient Authors prey,
Nor Time nor Moths e...Read more of this...

by Wilde, Oscar
...,
And watch the purple monsters of the deep
Sport in ungainly play, and from his lair keen Xiphias leap.

For if my mistress find me lying here
She will not ruth or gentle pity show,
But lay her boar-spear down, and with austere
Relentless fingers string the cornel bow,
And draw the feathered notch against her breast,
And loose the arched cord; aye, even now upon the quest

I hear her hurrying feet, - awake, awake,
Thou laggard in love's battle! once at least
Let me drink...Read more of this...

by Keats, John
...ris. "Whose is this?
Whose bugle?" he inquires: they smile--"O Dis!
Why is this mortal here? Dost thou not know
Its mistress' lips? Not thou?--'Tis Dian's: lo!
She rises crescented!" He looks, 'tis she,
His very goddess: good-bye earth, and sea,
And air, and pains, and care, and suffering;
Good-bye to all but love! Then doth he spring
Towards her, and awakes--and, strange, o'erhead,
Of those same fragrant exhalations bred,
Beheld awake his very dream: the gods
Stood smili...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...cliff:
In this the children play'd at keeping house.
Enoch was host one day, Philip the next,
While Annie still was mistress; but at times
Enoch would hold possession for a week:
`This is my house and this my little wife.'
`Mine too' said Philip `turn and turn about:'
When, if they quarrell'd, Enoch stronger-made
Was master: then would Philip, his blue eyes
All flooded with the helpless wrath of tears,
Shriek out `I hate you, Enoch,' and at this
The little wife would ...Read more of this...

by Hugo, Victor
...within. 
 Rust eats the casques enamoured once so much 
 Of death and daring—which knew kiss-like touch 
 Of banner—mistress so august and dear— 
 But not an arm can stir its hinges here; 
 Behold how mute are they whose threats were heard 
 Like savage roar—whose gnashing teeth and word 
 Deadened the clarion's tones; the helmets dread 
 Have not a sound, and all the armor spread, 
 The hauberks, that strong breathing seemed to sway, 
 Are stranded now in helpless...Read more of this...

by Gibran, Kahlil
...love is a sin. "Soon you will be the owner of this vast land, lighted by this beautiful moon; soon you will be the mistress of my palace, and all the servants and maids will obey your commands. 

"Smile, my beloved, like the gold smiles from my father's coffers. 

"My heart refuses to deny you its secret. Twelve months of comfort and travel await us; for a year we will spend my father's gold at the blue lakes of Switzerland, and viewing the edifices of Italy ...Read more of this...

by Dyke, Henry Van
...o a single cry, and thou wast born?
Thou flower of rapture and thou fruit of grief;
Invisible enchantress of the heart;
Mistress of charms that bring relief
To sorrow, and to joy impart
A heavenly tone that keeps it undefiled,--
Thou art the child
Of Amor, and by right divine
A throne of love is thine,
Thou flower-folded, golden-girdled, star-crowned Queen,
Whose bridal beauty mortal eyes have never seen!


II

Thou art the Angel of the pool that sleeps,
While peace and joy l...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...with serpent-tongue 
Organick, or impulse of vocal air, 
His fraudulent temptation thus began. 
Wonder not, sovran Mistress, if perhaps 
Thou canst, who art sole wonder! much less arm 
Thy looks, the Heaven of mildness, with disdain, 
Displeased that I approach thee thus, and gaze 
Insatiate; I thus single;nor have feared 
Thy awful brow, more awful thus retired. 
Fairest resemblance of thy Maker fair, 
Thee all things living gaze on, all things thine 
By gift, and t...Read more of this...

by Service, Robert William
...! here's the masterpiece I've made out of my sin, my manhood slain.
Art supreme! yet the world would stare, know my mistress and blaze my shame.
I have a wife and daughter -- there! take it and thrust it in the flame."

Brown answered: "Master, you have dipped pen in your heart, your phrases sear.
Ruthless, unflinching, you have stripped naked your soul and set it here.
Have I not loved you well and true? See! between us the shadows drift;
This bit of bloo...Read more of this...

by Jonson, Ben
...here running in the glass,
By atoms moved;
Could you believe that this the body was 
Of one that loved?
And in his mistress' flame, playing like a fly,
Turned to cinders by her eye:
Yes; and in death, as life, unblessed,
To have it expressed,
Even ashes of lovers find no rest....Read more of this...

by Scott, Sir Walter
...rragus or Ascabart,
     But in the absent giant's hold
     Are women now, and menials old.'
     XXIX.

     The mistress of the mansion came,
     Mature of age, a graceful dame,
     Whose easy step and stately port
     Had well become a princely court,
     To whom, though more than kindred knew,
     Young Ellen gave a mother's due.
     Meet welcome to her guest she made,
     And every courteous rite was paid
     That hospitality could claim,
     Thou...Read more of this...

by Chaucer, Geoffrey
...ly
For *derne love of thee, leman, I spill."* *for earnest love of thee
And helde her fast by the haunche bones, my mistress, I perish*
And saide "Leman, love me well at once,
Or I will dien, all so God me save."
And she sprang as a colt doth in the trave:
And with her head she writhed fast away,
And said; "I will not kiss thee, by my fay*. *faith
Why let be," quoth she, "let be, Nicholas,
Or I will cry out harow and alas!
Do away your handes, for your cou...Read more of this...

by Pope, Alexander
...r>
Beware of all, but most beware of Man!

He said; when Shock, who thought she slept too long,
Leapt up, and wak'd his Mistress with his Tongue.
'Twas then Belinda, if Report say true,
Thy Eyes first open'd on a Billet-doux.
Wounds, Charms, and Ardors, were no sooner read,
But all the Vision vanish'd from thy Head. 

And now, unveil'd, the Toilet stands display'd,
Each Silver Vase in mystic Order laid.
First, rob'd in White, the Nymph intent adores
With Head ...Read more of this...

by Eliot, T S (Thomas Stearns)
...br> V. Spenser, Prothalamion.
192. Cf. The Tempest, I. ii.
196. Cf. Marvell, To His Coy Mistress.
197. Cf. Day, Parliament of Bees:
 "When of the sudden, listening, you shall
hear,
 "A noise of horns and hunting, which shall
bring
 "Actaeon to Diana in the spring,
 "Where all shall see her naked skin . .
."
199. I do not know the origin of the ballad from which these lines
are taken: it was reported to me from Sydney...Read more of this...

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