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Famous Oaken Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Field, Eugene
...Prudence Mears hath an old blue plate
Hid away in an oaken chest,
And a Franklin platter of ancient date
Beareth Amandy Baker's crest;
What times soever I've been their guest,
Says I to myself in an undertone:
"Of womenfolk, it must be confessed,
These do I love, and these alone."

Well, again, in the Nutmeg State,
Dorothy Pratt is richly blest
With a relic of art and a land effete--
A pitcher of glass tha...Read more of this...



by Blake, William
...
The blushing bank is all my care,
With hearth so red, and walls so fair;
`Heap the sea-coal, come, heap it higher,
The oaken log lay on the fire.'
The well-wash'd stools, a circling row,
With lad and lass, how fair the show!
The merry can of nut-brown ale,
The laughing jest, the love-sick tale,
Till, tir'd of chat, the game begins.
The lasses prick the lads with pins;
Roger from Dolly twitch'd the stool,
She, falling, kiss'd the ground, poor fool!
She blush'd so red,...Read more of this...

by Keats, John
...fter than lightning went these wonders rare;
And then the water, into stubborn streams
Collecting, mimick'd the wrought oaken beams,
Pillars, and frieze, and high fantastic roof,
Of those dusk places in times far aloof
Cathedrals call'd. He bade a loth farewel
To these founts Protean, passing gulph, and dell,
And torrent, and ten thousand jutting shapes,
Half seen through deepest gloom, and griesly gapes,
Blackening on every side, and overhead
A vaulted dome like Heaven's...Read more of this...

by Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
...rt, and filled it with gladness.
Carefully then were covered the embers that glowed on the hearth-stone,
And on the oaken stairs resounded the tread of the farmer.
Soon with a soundless step the foot of Evangeline followed.
Up the staircase moved a luminous space in the darkness,
Lighted less by the lamp than the shining face of the maiden.
Silent she passed the hall, and entered the door of her chamber.
Simple that chamber was, with its curtains of white,...Read more of this...

by Marvell, Andrew
...eas, and ruthless tempests mourns, 
When now they sink, and now the plundering streams 
Break up each deck, and rip the oaken seams. 

But thee triumphant hence the fiery car, 
And fiery steeds had borne out of the war, 
From the low world, and thankless men above, 
Unto the kingdom blest of peace and love: 
We only mourned ourselves, in thine ascent, 
Whom thou hadst left beneath with mantle rent. 

For all delight of life thou then didst lose, 
When to command, thou...Read more of this...



by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...e naked hall of Doorm, 
(His gentle charger following him unled) 
And cast him and the bier in which he lay 
Down on an oaken settle in the hall, 
And then departed, hot in haste to join 
Their luckier mates, but growling as before, 
And cursing their lost time, and the dead man, 
And their own Earl, and their own souls, and her. 
They might as well have blest her: she was deaf 
To blessing or to cursing save from one. 

So for long hours sat Enid by her lord, 
There ...Read more of this...

by Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
...und his waist his belt of wampum, 
In his hand his bow of ash-wood, 
Strung with sinews of the reindeer; 
In his quiver oaken arrows, 
Tipped with jasper, winged with feathers; 
With his mittens, Minjekahwun, 
With his moccasins enchanted.
Warning said the old Nokomis, 
"Go not forth, O Hiawatha!
To the kingdom of the West-Wind, 
To the realms of Mudjekeewis, 
Lest he harm you with his magic, 
Lest he kill you with his cunning!"
But the fearless Hiawatha 
Heeded not her w...Read more of this...

by Marvell, Andrew
...ak and easy prey, 
For whose strong bulk earth scarce could timber find, 
The ocean water, or the heavens wind-- 
Those oaken giants of the ancient race, 
That ruled all seas and did our Channel grace. 
The conscious stag so, once the forest's dread, 
Flies to the wood and hides his armless head. 
Ruyter forthwith a squadron does untack; 
They sail securely through the river's track. 
An English pilot too (O shame, O sin!) 
Cheated of pay, was he that showed them ...Read more of this...

by Whittier, John Greenleaf
...m sight beneath the smothering bank, 
We piled, with care, our nightly stack 
Of wood against the chimney-back, -- 
The oaken log, green, huge, and thick, 
And on its top the stout back-stick; 
The knotty forestick laid apart, 
And filled between with curious art 
The ragged brush; then, hovering near, 
We watched the first red blaze appear, 
Heard the sharp crackle, caught the gleam 
On whitewashed wall and sagging beam, 
Until the old, rude-furnished room 
Burst, flower-lik...Read more of this...

by Brooks, Gwendolyn
...Rudolph Reed was oaken.
His wife was oaken too.
And his two good girls and his good little man
Oakened as they grew.

"I am not hungry for berries.
I am not hungry for bread.
But hungry hungry for a house
Where at night a man in bed

"May never hear the plaster
Stir as if in pain.
May never hear the roaches
Falling like fat rain.

"Where never wif...Read more of this...

by Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
..., 
Staunch and strong, a goodly vessel, 
That shall laugh at all disaster, 
And with wave and whirlwind wrestle!" 
With oaken brace and copper band, 
Lay the rudder on the sand, 
That, like a thought, should have control 
Over the movement of the whole; 
And near it the anchor, whose giant hand 
Would reach down and grapple with the land, 
And immovable and fast 
Hold the great ship against the bellowing blast! 
And at the bows an image stood, 
By a cunning artist carved in w...Read more of this...

by Marvell, Andrew
...f Seas, and ruthless Tempests mourns,
When now they sink, and now the plundring Streams
Break up each Deck, and rip the Oaken seams.
But thee triumphant hence the firy Carr,
And firy Steeds had born out of the Warr,
From the low World, and thankless Men above,
Unto the Kingdom blest of Peace and Love:
We only mourn'd our selves, in thine Ascent,
Whom thou hadst lest beneath with Mantle rent.
For all delight of Life thou then didst lose,
When to Command, thou didst thy...Read more of this...

by Lowell, Amy
...eat task
Of gathering petals which the high wind strews;
The polishing of floors, the pictured tiles
Well scrubbed, and oaken chairs most deftly oiled.
Such things were Christine's world, and his was she
Winter drew near, his sun was in her smiles.
Another Spring, and at his law he toiled,
Unspoken hope counselled a wise efficiency.

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Max Breuck was honour's soul, he knew himself
The guardian of this girl; no more, no less.
As one in charge of guineas on a s...Read more of this...

by Scott, Sir Walter
...the day
     Through lofty gratings found its way,
     And rude and antique garniture
     Decked the sad walls and oaken floor,
     Such as the rugged days of old
     Deemed fit for captive noble's hold.
     'Here,' said De Brent, 'thou mayst remain
     Till the Leech visit him again.
     Strict is his charge, the warders tell,
     To tend the noble prisoner well.'
     Retiring then the bolt he drew,
     And the lock's murmurs growled anew.
     Roused a...Read more of this...

by Kipling, Rudyard
...d spile!"

 They spiled along the water-course with trunks of willow-trees,
 And planks of elms behind 'em and immortal oaken knees.
 And when the spates of Autumn whirl the gravel-beds away
 You can see their faithful fragments, iron-hard in iron clay.
. . . . . . . . . . 
 Georgii Quinti Anno Sexto, I, who own the River-field,
 Am fortified with title-deeds, attested, signed and sealed, 
 Guaranteeing me, my assigns, my execut...Read more of this...

by Clare, John
...ard.
How curious is the nest ; no other bird
Uses such loose materials, or weaves
Its dwelling in such spots : dead oaken leaves
Are placed without, and velvet moss within,
And little scraps of grass, and, scant and spare,
What scarcely seem materials, down and hair ;
For from men's haunts she nothing seems to win.
Yet Nature is the builder, and contrives
Homes for her children's comfort, even here ;
Where Solitude's disciples spend their lives
Unseen, save when a wan...Read more of this...

by Warton, Thomas
...a druid found,
Far in a hollow glade of Mona´s woods;
And piteous bore with hospitable hand
To the close shelter of his oaken bower.
There soon the sage admiring mark´d the dawn
Of solemn musing in your pensive thought;
For when a smiling babe, you loved to lie
Oft deeply listening to the rapid roar
Of wood-hung Menai, stream of druids old....Read more of this...

by Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
...
Often our midnight shout 
Set the cocks crowing, 
As we the Berserk's tale 
Measured in cups of ale, 
Draining the oaken pail, 55 
Filled to o'erflowing. 

"Once as I told in glee 
Tales of the stormy sea, 
Soft eyes did gaze on me, 
Burning yet tender; 60 
And as the white stars shine 
On the dark Norway pine, 
On that dark heart of mine 
Fell their soft splendor. 

"I wooed the blue-eyed maid, 65 
Yielding, yet half afraid, 
And in the forest's sh...Read more of this...

by Landor, Walter Savage
...go, with Rose the First
I was walking; joyous then
Far above all other men,
Till before us up there stood
Britonferry's oaken wood,
Whispering, "Happy as thou art,
Happiness and thou must part."
Many summers have gone by
Since a Second Rose and I
(Rose from the same stem) have told
This and other tales of old.
She upon her wedding day
Carried home my tenderest lay:
From her lap I now have heard
Gleeful, chirping, Rose the Third.
Not for her this hand of mine
Rhyme...Read more of this...

by Miller, Alice Duer
...so dear— so dear.
Strange to remember long ago
When a friend was almost a foe.

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I saw the house with its oaken stair, 
And the Tudor Rose on the newel post, 
The panelled upper gallery where 
They told me you heard the family ghost— 
'A gentle unhappy ghost who sighs 
Outside one's door on the night one dies.' 
'Not,' Lady Jean explained, 'at all 
Like the ghost at my father's place, St. Kitts, 
That clanks and screams in the great West Hall 
And fright...Read more of this...

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