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Famous Monotonously Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Lawrence, D. H.
...ere they burn and cauterise.


III

  The moon lies back and reddens.
  In the valley, a corncrake calls
        Monotonously,
  With a piteous, unalterable plaint, that deadens
        My confident activity:
  With a hoarse, insistent request that falls
        Unweariedly, unweariedly,
        Asking something more of me,
            Yet more of me!...Read more of this...



by Symons, Arthur
...y and imperceptibly, 
Now swaying gently in a row, 
Now interthreading slow and rhythmically, 

Still, with fixed eyes, monotonously still, 
Mysteriously, with smiles inanimate, 
With lingering feet that undulate, 
With sinuous fingers, spectral hands that thrill 

In measure while the gnats of music whirr, 
The little amber-coloured dancers move, 
Like painted idols seen to stir 
By the idolators in a magic grove....Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...brew lyre, 
I see the Crusaders marching, bearing the cross on high, to the martial clang of cymbals; 
I hear dervishes monotonously chanting, interspers’d with frantic shouts, as they
 spin
 around, turning always towards Mecca;
I see the rapt religious dances of the Persians and the Arabs; 
Again, at Eleusis, home of Ceres, I see the modern Greeks dancing, 
I hear them clapping their hands, as they bend their bodies, 
I hear the metrical shuffling of their feet. 

I see...Read more of this...

by Verhaeren, Emile
...disconsolate.
Cold with lovelessness, warm with hate.


Infinite, infinite falls the snow.
Like a moment's time.
Monotonously, in a moment's time;
On the houses it falls and drops, the snow.
Monotonous, whitening them o'er with rime;
It falls on the sheds and their palings below.
And myriad-wise, it falls and lies
In ridgèd waves
In the churchyard hollows between the graves.


The apron of all inclement weather
Is roughly unfastened, there on high;
The apron...Read more of this...

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