Famous Pg Poems by Famous Poets
These are examples of famous Pg poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous pg poems. These examples illustrate what a famous pg poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).
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...ease
Humanity's confessed disease,
But the spirit-wine of a singing line,
[Pg 127]Or a dew-drop in a honey cup!
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by
Laurence Dunbar, Paul
...a girl! well, I guess yes,
Got a dozen more or less,
But I got one reely one,[Pg 74]
Not no foolin' ner no fun;
Fur I 'm sweet on her, you see,
An' I ruther guess 'at she
Must be kinder sweet on me,
So we 're keepin' company.
Honest Injun! this is true,
Ever' word I 'm tellin' you!
But you won't be sich a scab
Ez to run aroun' an' blab.
Mebbe 't ain't the way with you,
But you know some fellers do.
Spoils a girl...Read more of this...
by
Laurence Dunbar, Paul
...solitude,
And all the bare hills walked with me
To hearken winter's melody.[Pg 271]
And when the spring came o'er the land
We fared together hand in hand
Beneath the linden's leafy screen
That waved above us faintly green.
In summer, by the river-side,
Our souls were kindred with the tide
That floated onward to the sea
As we swept toward Eternity.
The bird's call and the water's drone
Were all for us and us alon...Read more of this...
by
Laurence Dunbar, Paul
...ks sad,
You fink she's goin' to cry;
An' when she don't you're awful glad,
[Pg 248]An' den you're good, Oh, my!
At night, she takes ze softest hand,
An' lays it on your head,
An' says "Be off to Sleepy-Land
By way o' trundle-bed."
So when you fink what muvver knows
An' aunts an' uncle tan't,
It skeers a feller; ist suppose
His muvver 'd been a aunt.
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by
Laurence Dunbar, Paul
...s pathway none,With weak and wearied mind[Pg 237]Pursuing hopes which never can be won.Hence to thy summons answer I disdain,Thine is no power beyond thy proper reign. Give me again that gentle voice to hear,As in my heart are heard its echoes still,Read more of this...
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Petrarch, Francesco
...de kitchen, an' de do' is shet;
All de pickaninnies climb an' tug an' sweat,[Pg 242]
Gittin' to de winder, stickin' dah lak flies,
Evah one ermong us des all nose an' eyes.
"Whut's she cookin', Isaac?"
"Whut's she cookin', Jake?"
"Is it sweet pertaters? Is hit pie er cake?"
But we couldn't mek out even whah we stood
Whut was mammy cookin' dat could smell so good.
Mammy spread de winder, an' she frown an' frown,
Ho...Read more of this...
by
Laurence Dunbar, Paul
...or our fathers to gain!
Bought at the price of the heart's dearest treasure,
[Pg 23]Born out of travail and sorrow and pain;
Born in the battle where fleet Death was flying,
Slaying with sabre-stroke bloody and fell;
Born where the heroes and martyrs were dying,
Torn by the fury of bullet and shell.
Ah, but the day is past: silent the rattle,
And the confusion that followed the fight.
Peace to the heroes who died in ...Read more of this...
by
Laurence Dunbar, Paul
...es were purified
By blood's severe baptism.
Upon thy brow the cross was laid,[Pg 16]
And labour's painful sweat-beads made
A consecrating chrism.
No other race, or white or black,
When bound as thou wert, to the rack,
So seldom stooped to grieving;
No other race, when free again,
Forgot the past and proved them men
So noble in forgiving.
Go on and up! Our souls and eyes
Shall follow thy continuous rise;
Our ears ...Read more of this...
by
Laurence Dunbar, Paul
...[Pg 322] PETRARCH'S TRIUMPHS....Read more of this...
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Petrarch, Francesco
...Poor Cinderella, whose stepmom was mean,
could never see films rated PG-13.
She hadn’t a cell phone and no DVD,
no notebook computer or pocket TV.
She wasn’t allowed to play video games.
The tags on her clothes had unfashionable names.
Her shoes were not trendy enough to be cool.
No limousine chauffeur would drive her to school.
Her house had no drawing room; only a den.
Her bedtime, poor darling, was quarter past ten...Read more of this...
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Nesbitt, Kenn
...N>Which gently wont to sound in verse and rhyme,[Pg 289]Suddenly darken'd into grief and tears,Make me hate life and inly pray for death! O cruel, grim, inexorable Death!How hast thou dried my every source of joy,And left me to drag on a life of tears,Read more of this...
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Petrarch, Francesco
...h!It is no fault of mine, that ye no more[Pg 242]Behold, and hear, and welcome her below;Blame Death,—or rather praise Him and adore,Who binds and frees, restrains and letteth go,And to the weeping one can joy restore. Wrottesley....Read more of this...
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Petrarch, Francesco
...!Cries the base world, intent on sordid gain.[Pg 7]What though thy favourite path be trod by few;Let it but urge thee more, dear gentle friend!Thy great design of glory to pursue. Anon. Intemperance, slumber, and...Read more of this...
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Petrarch, Francesco
...the bower,—There’s not a bird upon the tree,—There’s not a dewdrop on the flower,—But bears the impress, Lord, of Thee.[Pg 008]Thy power the varied leaf designed,And gave the bird its thrilling tone;Thy hand the dewdrops’ tints combined,Till like a diamond’s blaze they shone.Yes, dewdrops, leaves and buds, and all,—The smallest, like the greatest things,—The sea’s vast space, the earth’s wide ball,Alike proclaim Thee, King of kings!But man alone, to bounteous Heaven,Thanksgiv...Read more of this...
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Anonymous,
...u may by night or day,
Dispute the sway of elf-folk gay;
But, hear me, stay![Pg 252]
I've learned the way to find Queen
Mab and elf and fay.
Where e'er by streams, the moonlight gleams,
Or on a meadow softly beams,
There, footing round on dew-lit ground,
The fairy folk may all be found.
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by
Laurence Dunbar, Paul
...Of this (first doubtful) battle: none could mock[Pg 362]Such earnest war; all drew them to the heightTo see what 'mazed their hearts and dimm'd their sight.Victorious Love a threatening dart did showHis right hand held; the other bore a bow,The string of which he drew just by his ear;Read more of this...
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Petrarch, Francesco
...citeThe best historian: they bore a white[Pg 372]Unspotted ermine, in a field of green,About whose neck a topaz chain was seenSet in pure gold; their heavenly words and gait,Express'd them blest were born for such a fate.Bright stars they seem'd, she did a sun appear,Read more of this...
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Petrarch, Francesco
...[Pg 400] THE TRIUMPH OF ETERNITY. Da poi che sotto 'l ciel cosa non vidi. When all beneath the ample cope of heavenI saw, like clouds before the tempest driven,In sad vicissitude's eternal round,...Read more of this...
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Petrarch, Francesco
...Seem'd with his gloomy pageant to depart,[Pg 382]Exulting in his formidable arms,And proud of conquest o'er seraphic charms.When, turning round, I saw the Power advanceThat breaks the gloomy grave's eternal trance,And bids the disembodied spirit claimThe glorious gu...Read more of this...
by
Petrarch, Francesco
...ay means sorrow.
Pause, my soul, arise, arise,
Look where gleams the morrow.[Pg 258]
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by
Laurence Dunbar, Paul
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