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Famous Philosophies Poems by Famous Poets

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by Sassoon, Siegfried
...ross the slime 
And the grey palsied weather did its worst. 

But as he stamped and shivered in the rain, 
My stale philosophies had served him well;
Dreaming about his girl had sent his brain 
Blanker than ever—she’d no place in Hell.... 
‘Good God!’ he laughed, and slowly filled his pipe, 
Wondering ‘why he always talked such tripe’....Read more of this...



by Whitman, Walt
...ought and stated—Christ divine having studied long, 
I see reminiscent to-day those Greek and Germanic systems,
See the philosophies all—Christian churches and tenets see, 
Yet underneath Socrates clearly see—and underneath Christ the divine I see, 
The dear love of man for his comrade—the attraction of friend to friend, 
Of the well-married husband and wife—of children and parents, 
Of city for city, and land for land....Read more of this...

by Ammons, A R
...n in winter bones:

so I look and reflect, but the air's glass
jail seals each thing in its entity:

no use to make any philosophies here:
 I see no
god in the holly, hear no song from
the snowbroken weeds: Hegel is not the winter
yellow in the pines: the sunlight has never
heard of trees: surrendered self among
 unwelcoming forms: stranger,
hoist your burdens, get on down the road....Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...y.
The dirty nurse, Experience, in her kind
Hath foul'd me--an I wallow'd, then I wash'd--
I have had my day and my philosophies--
And thank the Lord I am King Arthur's fool.
Swine, say ye? swine, goats, asses, rams and geese
Troop'd round a Paynim harper once, who thrumm'd
On such a wire as musically as thou
Some such fine song--but never a king's fool."


And Tristram, "Then were swine, goats, asses, geese
The wiser fools, seeing thy Paynim bard
Had such a maste...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...indecency, impotence, lust,
 be
 taken for granted above all! let writers, judges, governments, households, religions,
 philosophies, take such for granted above all! 
Let the worst men beget children out of the worst women!
Let the priest still play at immortality! 
Let death be inaugurated! 
Let nothing remain but the ashes of teachers, artists, moralists, lawyers, and
 learn’d and
 polite persons! 
Let him who is without my poems be assassinated! 
Let the cow, the horse, t...Read more of this...



by Whitman, Walt
...
 toiling
 onward; 
I see Egypt and the Egyptians—I see the pyramids and obelisks;
I look on chisel’d histories, songs, philosophies, cut in slabs of sand-stone, or on
 granite-blocks; 
I see at Memphis mummy-pits, containing mummies, embalm’d, swathed in linen cloth, lying
 there
 many centuries; 
I look on the fall’n Theban, the large-ball’d eyes, the side-drooping neck, the hands
 folded
 across the breast. 

I see the menials of the earth, laboring; 
I see the prisone...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...things; 
Something there is in the float of the sight of things that provokes it out of the Soul. 

Now I reëxamine philosophies and religions, 
They may prove well in lecture-rooms, yet not prove at all under the spacious clouds, and
 along
 the
 landscape and flowing currents.

Here is realization; 
Here is a man tallied—he realizes here what he has in him; 
The past, the future, majesty, love—if they are vacant of you, you are vacant of them. 

Only the kernel ...Read more of this...

by Lowell, Amy
...laps the war-sucked air in drought, 
but he yells defiance
at the red-eyed eagle, and in his ears are the bells of new philosophies,
and their tinkling drowns the sputter of the burning sword. He 
shrieks,
"God damn you! When you are broken, the word will strike 
out new shoots."
His boots are tight, the sun is hot, and he may 
be shot, but he is in
the shoulder of the worm.

A dust speck in the worm's belly is a poet.
He laughs at the flaring eagle and makes...Read more of this...

by Sassoon, Siegfried
...CRY out on Time that he may take away
Your cold philosophies that give no hint
Of spirit-quickened flesh; fall down and pray
That Death come never with a face of flint:
Death is our heritage; with Life we share 5
The sunlight that must own his darkening hour:
Within his very presence yet we dare
To gather gladness like a fading flower.

For even as this our joy not long may live
Perfect; and ...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...br> 
The dirty nurse, Experience, in her kind 
Hath fouled me--an I wallowed, then I washed-- 
I have had my day and my philosophies-- 
And thank the Lord I am King Arthur's fool. 
Swine, say ye? swine, goats, asses, rams and geese 
Trooped round a Paynim harper once, who thrummed 
On such a wire as musically as thou 
Some such fine song--but never a king's fool.' 

And Tristram, `Then were swine, goats, asses, geese 
The wiser fools, seeing thy Paynim bard 
Had such ...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...(For I was half-oblivious of my mask) 
'To linger here with one that loved us.' 'Yea,' 
She answered, 'or with fair philosophies 
That lift the fancy; for indeed these fields 
Are lovely, lovelier not the Elysian lawns, 
Where paced the Demigods of old, and saw 
The soft white vapour streak the crownèd towers 
Built to the Sun:' then, turning to her maids, 
'Pitch our pavilion here upon the sward; 
Lay out the viands.' At the word, they raised 
A tent of satin, elabor...Read more of this...

by Wilmot, John
...gative, how vainly would the wise
Inquire, define, distinguish, teach, devise?
Didst thou not stand to point their dull philosophies.
Is, or is not, the two great ends of Fate,
And true or false, the subject of debate,
That perfects, or destroys, the vast designs of Fate,
When they have racked the politician's breast,
Within thy bosom most securely rest,
And, when reduced to thee, are least unsafe and best.
But Nothing, why does Something still permit
That sacred mona...Read more of this...

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