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Famous Onwards Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Wignesan, T
...V.

* Alphonse Lemerre (1838-1912) , one of Verlaine’s publishers at 47, Passage Choiseul, Paris, where from 1866 onwards the Parnassians met regularly.

*Vanier first specialised in articles for fishing as a sport.

© T. Wignesan – Paris,2013 ...Read more of this...



by Lawrence, D. H.
...dark. 
Oh, let us here forget, let us take the sheer 
Unknown that lies before us, bearing the ark 
Of the covenant onwards where she cannot go. 
Let us rise and leave her now, she will never know....Read more of this...

by Larkin, Philip
...where he stands
Upright in rimless glasses, silver hair,
Dark suit, white collar. Stewards tirelessly
Persuade them onwards to his voice and hands,
Within whose warm spring rain of loving care
Each dwells some twenty seconds. Now, dear child,
What's wrong, the deep American voice demands,
And, scarcely pausing, goes into a prayer
Directing God about this eye, that knee.
Their heads are clasped abruptly; then, exiled

Like losing thoughts, they go in silence; some
...Read more of this...

by Keats, John
...r'd a mortal oil upon his head,
A disanointing poison: so that Thea,
Affrighted, kept her still, and let him pass
First onwards in, among the fallen tribe.

 As with us mortal men, the laden heart
Is persecuted more, and fever'd more,
When it is nighing to the mournful house
Where other hearts are sick of the same bruise;
So Saturn, as he walk'd into the midst,
Felt faint, and would have sunk among the rest,
But that he met Enceladus's eye,
Whose mightiness, and awe of hi...Read more of this...

by Hardy, Thomas
...nods
Half asleep as they stalk.

 II
Only thin smoke without flame
From the heaps of couch-grass;
Yet this will go onwards the same
Though Dynasties pass.

 III
Yonder a maid and her wight
Go whispering by:
War's annals will cloud into night
Ere their story die....Read more of this...



by von Goethe, Johann Wolfgang
...t appear

Mills and wheels, the surest token
That a level spot is near,

Plains far-stretching and unbroken.
And so onwards, onwards roam,
To my garden and my home!

But how comes it then to pass?
All this gives no joy, alas!--
I was ravish'd by her sight,
By her eyes so fair and bright,
By her footstep soft and light.
How her peerless charms I praised,
When from head to foot I gazed!
I am here, she's far away,--
I am gone, with her to stay.

If on rugged hills sh...Read more of this...

by Gregory, Rg
...wandering around milan my father
i know that (bred in the bone) i'm you
i walk and think - my legs roll onwards
i take in the atmosphere but not the view

but now you're dead - and i've been silent
for the past five months since you were burned
a numbness that called itself acceptance
sat in my heart and outward yearned

with other deaths i've not been stingy
when my mother died and then my daughter
a kind of celebration knew me
and words flowed upwards like c...Read more of this...

by Gregory, Rg
...from late december onwards the day comes back
but not till february do we see those glimpses
that let us take deep darkness off the rack
and shake it free of lethargy that cramps us
through those dim months we’re made amanuensis
to what loud rain and bitter spells dictate
we seek bed early and must get up late

long january’s puffing in the right direction
but its early mornin...Read more of this...

by Fu, Du
...s no order in the fields. What's more, we soldiers of Qin withstand the bitterest fighting, We're always driven onwards just like dogs and chickens. Although an elder can ask me this, How can a soldier dare to complain? Even in this winter time, Soldiers from west of the pass keep moving. The magistrate is eager for taxes, But how can we afford to pay? We know now having boys is bad, While having girls is for the best; Our girls can...Read more of this...

by Shakespeare, William
...in show'st
Thy lovers withering, as thy sweet self grow'st.
If Nature, sovereign mistress over wrack,
As thou goest onwards, still will pluck thee back,
She keeps thee to this purpose, that her skill
May Time disgrace, and wretched minutes kill.
Yet fear her, O thou minion of her pleasure!
She may detain, but not still keep her treasure.
Her audit, though delayed, answered must be,
And her quietus is to render thee....Read more of this...

by Shakespeare, William
...therein show'st
Thy lovers withering as thy sweet self grow'st;
If Nature, sovereign mistress over wrack,
As thou goest onwards, still will pluck thee back,
She keeps thee to this purpose, that her skill
May time disgrace and wretched minutes kill.
Yet fear her, O thou minion of her pleasure!
She may detain, but not still keep, her treasure:
Her audit, though delay'd, answer'd must be,
And her quietus is to render thee....Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...away.


But left long wrecks behind, and now again,
Born in our old unchanged career, we move;
Thou tendest wildly onwards to the main,
And I—to loving one I should not love.

The current I behold will sweep beneath
Her native walls and murmur at her feet;
Her eyes will look on thee, when she shall breathe
The twilight air, unharmed by summer's heat.

She will look on thee,—I have looked on thee,
Full of that thought; and, from that moment, ne'er
Thy waters could...Read more of this...

by Nicolson, Adela Florence Cory
...ight air

   Combined together with the night in kind conspiracy
   To do Love service, while the boat went drifting onwards, free.

         "The Moghra flowers, the Moghra flowers,
           While Youth's quick pulses play
         They are so sweet, they still are sweet,
           Though passion burns away."

   Low in the boat the lovers lay, and from his sable curls
   The Jasmin flowers slipped away to rest among the girl's.

   Oh, silver lake and silver...Read more of this...

by von Goethe, Johann Wolfgang
...open my arms to the swift-rolling billow,

That lovingly hastens to fall on my breast.
Then fickleness soon bids it onwards be flowing;
A second draws nigh, its caresses bestowing,--

And so by a twofold enjoyment I'm blest.

And yet thou art trailing in sorrow and sadness
The moments that life, as it flies, gave for gladness,

Because by thy love thou'rt remember'd no more!
Oh, call back to mind former days and their blisses!
The lips of the second will give as sweet...Read more of this...

by McGonagall, William Topaz
...e of Wight. 

Then came the carriage party of the Scots Guards;
While the people uncovered their heads as it passed onwards
And many of them did sob and sigh
When the gun carriage with the coffin was passing by. 

Prince Henry's charger was led by Richter, his stud groom;
And depicted in the people's faces there was a sad gloom
When they saw the noble charger of the dead-
It seemed that all joy from them had fled. 

The Queen's carriage was followed by the Princes...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...y the massy pile. 

XXIX. 

Brief breathing-time! the turban'd host, 
With added ranks and raging boast, 
Press onwards with such strength and heat, 
Their numbers balk their own retreat; 
For narrow the way that led to the spot 
Where still the Christians yielded not; 
And the foremost, if fearful, may vainly try 
Through the massy column to turn and fly; 
They perforce must do or die. 
They die: but ere their eyes could close, 
Avengers o'er their bodies rose; 
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by Lawrence, D. H.
...And when we fail to transmit life, life fails to flow through us.

That is part of the mystery of sex, it is a flow onwards.
Sexless people transmit nothing.

And if, as we work, we can transmit life into our work,
life, still more life, rushes into us to compensate, to be ready
and we ripple with life through the days.

Even if it is a woman making an apple dumpling, or a man a stool,
if life goes into the pudding, good is the pudding
good is the stool,
conte...Read more of this...

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