Famous Ora Poems by Famous Poets
These are examples of famous Ora poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous ora poems. These examples illustrate what a famous ora poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).
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An melius canis horrescit Campus Aristis,
Amuius Agricolis & redit Orbe labor?
Incolit, ut fertur, saevam Gens mitior Oram,
Pace vigil, Bello strenua, justa Foro.
Quin ibi sunt Urbes, atque alta Palatia Regum,
Musarumque domus, & sua Templa Deo.
Nam regit Imperio populum Christina ferocem,
Et dare jura potest regia Virgo viris.
Utque trahit rigidum Magnes Aquilone Metallum,
Gandet eam Soboles ferrea sponte sequii.
Dic quantum liceat fallaci credere Famae,
Invida num taceat ...Read more of this...
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Marvell, Andrew
...ina Trionum.
Christina, Arctoi lucida stella Poli;
Cernis quas merui dura sub Casside Rugas;
Sicque Senex Armis impiger Ora fero;
Invia Fatorum dum per Vestigia nitor,
Exequor & Populi fortia Jussa Manu.
At tibi submittit frontem reverentior Umbra,
Nec sunt hi Vultus Regibus usque truces....Read more of this...
by
Marvell, Andrew
...or divino
mosse di prima quelle cose belle;
s? ch'a bene sperar m'era cagione
di quella fiera a la gaetta pelle
l'ora del tempo e la dolce stagione;
ma non s? che paura non mi desse
la vista che m'apparve d'un leone.
Questi parea che contra me venisse
con la test'alta e con rabbiosa fame,
s? che parea che l'aere ne tremesse.
Ed una lupa, che di tutte brame
sembiava carca ne la sua magrezza,
e molte genti f? gi? viver grame,
questa mi porse tanto di gravezza
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Alighieri, Dante
...h we meet:
Ah me, but where are now the songs I sang
When life was sweet because you call'd them sweet?
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Era gi? 1'ora che volge il desio. - Dante
Ricorro al tempo ch' io vi vidi prima. - Petrarca
I wish I could remember that first day,
First hour, first moment of your meeting me,
If bright or dim the season, it might be
Summer or winter for aught I can say;
So unrecorded did it slip away,
So blind was I to see and to foresee,
So dull to mark the budding of my tree
That...Read more of this...
by
Rossetti, Christina
...1
Alta va la luna.
Bajo corre el viento.
(Mis largas miradas,
exploran el cielo.)
Luna sobre el agua,
Luna bajo el viento.
(Mis cortas miradas,
exploran el suelo.)
Las voces de dos ni?as
ven?an. Sin el esfuerzo,
de la luna del agua,
me fu? a la del cielo.
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Un brazo de la noche
entra por mi ventana.
Un gran brazo moreno
con pulseras de agua.
Sobre un cristal azul
jugaba al r?o mi alma.
Los instantes herido...Read more of this...
by
García Lorca, Federico
...da tanto,
che dietro la memoria non pu? ire.
Veramente quant'io del regno santo
ne la mia mente potei far tesoro,
sar? ora materia del mio canto.
O buono Appollo, a l'ultimo lavoro
fammi del tuo valor s? fatto vaso,
come dimandi a dar l'amato alloro.
Infino a qui l'un giogo di Parnaso
assai mi fu; ma or con amendue
m'? uopo intrar ne l'aringo rimaso.
Entra nel petto mio, e spira tue
s? come quando Marsia traesti
de la vagina de le membra sue.
O divina virt?, se mi ti pre...Read more of this...
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Alighieri, Dante
...per lui campare; e non lì era altra via
che questa per la quale i' mi son messo.
Mostrata ho lui tutta la gente ria;
e ora intendo mostrar quelli spirti
che purgan sé sotto la tua balìa.
Com'io l'ho tratto, saria lungo a dirti;
de l'alto scende virtù che m'aiuta
conducerlo a vederti e a udirti.
Or ti piaccia gradir la sua venuta:
libertà va cercando, ch'è sì cara,
come sa chi per lei vita rifiuta.
Tu 'l sai, ché non ti fu per lei amara
in Utica la morte, ove lasciasti
la ...Read more of this...
by
Alighieri, Dante
...r, far his hidden head doth range,Have ever had so rare a cause of praiseAs Ora, where this northern Phœnix stays. Drummond....Read more of this...
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Petrarch, Francesco
...pagenum>[Pg 239] SONNET III. L' ardente nodo ov' io fui, d' ora in ora. ON THE DEATH OF ANOTHER LADY. That burning toil, in which I once was caught,While twice ten years and one I counted o'er,Death has unloosed: like burden I ne'er bore;That grief ne'er fatal ...Read more of this...
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Petrarch, Francesco
...SONNET IV. La vita fugge, e non s' arresta un' ora. PAST, PRESENT, AND FUTURE ARE NOW ALIKE PAINFUL TO HIM. Life passes quick, nor will a moment stay,And death with hasty journeys still draws near;And all the present joins my soul to tear,With ever...Read more of this...
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Petrarch, Francesco
...SONNET LVIII. O giorno, o ora, o ultimo momento. HE MOURNS HIS WANT OF PERCEPTION AT THAT MEETING. O Day, O hour, O moment sweetest, last,O stars conspired to make me poor indeed!O look too true, in which I seem'd to read.At pa...Read more of this...
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Petrarch, Francesco
...SONNET LXXVIII. E' mi par d' or in ora udire il messo. HE FEELS THAT THE DAY OF THEIR REUNION IS AT HAND. Methinks from hour to hour her voice I hear:My Lady calls me! I would fain obey;Within, without, I feel myself decay;And am so alt...Read more of this...
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Petrarch, Francesco
...SONNET XII. Quando fra l' altre donne ad ora ad ora. THE BEAUTY OF LAURA LEADS HIM TO THE CONTEMPLATION OF THE SUPREME GOOD. Throned on her angel brow, when Love displaysHis radiant form among all other fair,Far as eclipsed their choicest charms appear,Read more of this...
by
Petrarch, Francesco
...There were still shards of an ancient pastoral
in those shires of the island where the cattle drank
their pools of shadow from an older sky,
surviving from when the landscape copied such objects as
"Herefords at Sunset in the valley of the Wye."
The mountain water that fell white from the mill wheel
sprinkling like petals from the star-apple trees,
and all of the windmills and sugar mills mov...Read more of this...
by
Walcott, Derek
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