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Famous Plunge Poems by Famous Poets

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...lap the hool;
 Near lav’rock-height she jumpit,
But mist a fit, an’ in the pool
 Out-owre the lugs she plumpit,
 Wi’ a plunge that night.


In order, on the clean hearth-stane,
 The luggies 15 three are ranged;
An’ ev’ry time great care is ta’en
 To see them duly changed:
Auld uncle John, wha wedlock’s joys
 Sin’ Mar’s-year did desire,
Because he gat the toom dish thrice,
 He heav’d them on the fire
 In wrath that night.


Wi’ merry sangs, an’ friendly cracks,
 I wat they di...Read more of this...
by Burns, Robert



...ng moon bundling down the sky
that was our street; and they stop at the rim of the ice-edged fish-freezing waves, and I plunge my hands in
the snow and bring out whatever I can find. In goes my hand into that wool-white bell-tongued ball of holidays
resting at the rim of the carol-singing sea, and out come Mrs. Prothero and the firemen.

It was on the afternoon of the Christmas Eve, and I was in Mrs. Prothero's garden, waiting for cats, with her
son Jim. It was snowing. It wa...Read more of this...
by Thomas, Dylan
...some learned Indian
On the soul's journey. How it is whirled about,
Wherever the orbit of the moon can reach,
Until it plunge into the sun;
And there, free and yet fast,
Being both Chance and Choice,
Forget its broken toys
And sink into its own delight at last.

And I call up MacGregor from the grave,
For in my first hard springtime we were friends.
Although of late estranged.
I thought him half a lunatic, half knave,
And told him so, but friendship never ends;
And what if m...Read more of this...
by Yeats, William Butler
...ay. 'Into many a green valleyDrifts the appalling snow;Time breaks the threaded dancesAnd the diver's brilliant bow. 'O plunge your hands in water,Plunge them in up to the wrist;Stare, stare in the basinAnd wonder what you've missed. 'The glacier knocks in the cupboard,The desert sighs in the bed,And the crack in the tea-cup opensA lane to the land of the dead. 'Where the beggars raffle the banknotesAnd the Giant is enchanting to Jack,And the Lily-white Boy is a Roarer,And Ji...Read more of this...
by Auden, Wystan Hugh (W H)
...th all his quiuer spend,
But with your rhubarbe words ye must contend
To grieue me worse, in saying that Desire
Doth plunge my wel-form'd soul euen in the mire
Of sinfull thoughts, which do in ruin end?
If that be sinne which doth the manners frame,
Well staid with truth in word and faith of deede,
Ready of wit, and fearing nought but shame;
If that be sin which in fixt hearts doth breed
A loathing of all loose vnchastitie,
Then loue is sin, and let me sinfull be. 
...Read more of this...
by Sidney, Sir Philip



...ng.” 

I said that I had not so much as whispered
The name aloud of any fear soever, 
And that I smiled at his unwonted plunge 
Into the perilous pool of Dionysus. 
“Well, if you are so easily diverted 
As that,” he said, drumming his chair again,
“You will be pleased, I think, with what is coming; 
And though there be divisions and departures, 
Imminent from now on, for your diversion 
I’ll do the best I can. More to the point, 
I know a man who if his friends were like him
...Read more of this...
by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...r, I,
Hrothgar’s herald! Heroes so many
ne’er met I as strangers of mood so strong.
’Tis plain that for prowess, not plunged into exile,
for high-hearted valor, Hrothgar ye seek!”
Him the sturdy-in-war bespake with words,
proud earl of the Weders answer made,
hardy ’neath helmet: -- “Hygelac’s, we,
fellows at board; I am Beowulf named.
I am seeking to say to the son of Healfdene
this mission of mine, to thy master-lord,
the doughty prince, if he deign at all
grace...Read more of this...
by Anonymous,
...sleep
Would undulate, how the night flowed 
Through it like dark water and at times, 
It was going to fall or possibly 
Plunge into the bare deserted snowdrifts.

Sometimes it grew so much in sleep
Like a tiger's great-grandfather,
And would leap in the darkness over
Rooftops, clouds and volcanoes.

Sleep, sleep cat of the night with 
Episcopal ceremony and your stone-carved moustache.
Take care of all our dreams
Control the obscurity
Of our slumbering prowess
With your relen...Read more of this...
by Neruda, Pablo
...
With maddened hoofs they mutilate the ground
And loud their angry bellowings resound; 
With shaggy heads bent low they plunge and roar, 
Till both broad bellies drip with purple gore.
Meanwhile, the heifer, whom the twain desire, 
Stands browsing near the pair, indifferent to their ire.



LVI.
At last she lifts her lazy head and heeds
The clattering hoofs of swift advancing steeds.
Off to the herd with cumb'rous gait she runs 
And leaves the bulls to face the threatening gu...Read more of this...
by Wilcox, Ella Wheeler
...recked, solitary, here—

And then a Plank in Reason, broke,
And I dropped down, and down—
And hit a World, at every plunge,
And Finished knowing—then—

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I'm Nobody! Who are you?
Are you—Nobody—Too?
Then there's a pair of us!
Don't tell! they'd advertise—you know!

How dreary—to be—Somebody!
How public—like a Frog—
To tell one's name—the livelong June—
To an admiring Bog!

303

The Soul selects her own Society—
Then—shuts the Door—
To her divine Majo...Read more of this...
by Dickinson, Emily
...l the younger ones with jubilant cries
Broke from their elders, and tumultuously
Down thro' the whitening hazels made a plunge
To the bottom, and dispersed, and beat or broke
The lithe reluctant boughs to tear away
Their tawny clusters, crying to each other
And calling, here and there, about the wood. 

But Philip sitting at her side forgot
Her presence, and remember'd one dark hour
Here in this wood, when like a wounded life
He crept into the shadow: at last he said
Lifting ...Read more of this...
by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...find you still 
A spirit beautiful and bright, 
Yet I am I, who long to be 
Lost as a light is lost in light. 

Oh plunge me deep in love - put out 
My senses, leave me deaf and blind, 
Swept by the tempest of your love, 
A taper in a rushing wind. ...Read more of this...
by Teasdale, Sara
...ed both: 
They waited but a leader, and they found 
One to their cause inseparably bound; 
By circumstance compell'd to plunge again, 
In self-defence, amidst the strife of men. 
Cut off by some mysterious fate from those 
Whom birth and nature meant not for his foes, 
Had Lara from that night, to him accurst, 
Prepared to meet, but not alone, the worst: 
Some reason urged, whate'er it was, to shun 
Inquiry into deeds at distance done; 
By mingling with his own the cause of a...Read more of this...
by Byron, George (Lord)
...sure was worse. 
What if the breath that kindled those grim fires, 
Awaked, should blow them into sevenfold rage, 
And plunge us in the flames; or from above 
Should intermitted vengeance arm again 
His red right hand to plague us? What if all 
Her stores were opened, and this firmament 
Of Hell should spout her cataracts of fire, 
Impendent horrors, threatening hideous fall 
One day upon our heads; while we perhaps, 
Designing or exhorting glorious war, 
Caught in a fiery t...Read more of this...
by Milton, John
...uring crag,

Erect and sublime, for one moment of time
 In the next, that wild figure they saw
(As if stung by a spasm) plunge into a chasm,
 While they waited and listened in awe.

"It's a Snark!" was the sound that first came to their ears,
 And seemed almost too good to be true.
Then followed a torrent of laughter and cheers:
 Then the ominous words "It's a Boo-"

Then, silence. Some fancied they heard in the air
 A weary and wandering sigh
Then sounded like "-jum!" but th...Read more of this...
by Carroll, Lewis
...like cobweb in the gale;
     Amid his senses' giddy wheel,
     Did he not desperate impulse feel,
     Headlong to plunge himself below,
     And meet the worst his fears foreshow?—
     Thus Ellen, dizzy and astound,
     As sudden ruin yawned around,
     By crossing terrors wildly tossed,
     Still for the Douglas fearing most,
     Could scarce the desperate thought withstand,
     To buy his safety with her hand.
     XXXII.

     Such purpose dread could...Read more of this...
by Scott, Sir Walter
...ed from the tarn, 
And Lancelot won, methought, for thee to wear.' 

`Would rather you had let them fall,' she cried, 
`Plunge and be lost--ill-fated as they were, 
A bitterness to me!--ye look amazed, 
Not knowing they were lost as soon as given-- 
Slid from my hands, when I was leaning out 
Above the river--that unhappy child 
Past in her barge: but rosier luck will go 
With these rich jewels, seeing that they came 
Not from the skeleton of a brother-slayer, 
But the sweet ...Read more of this...
by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...ve. 
We loathe our manna, and we long for quails; 
Ah! what is man, when his own wish prevails! 
How rash, how swift to plunge himself in ill, 
Proud of his power and boundless in his will! 
That kings can do no wrong we must believe; 
None can they do, and must they all receive? 
Help. Heaven, or sadly we shall see an hour 
When neither wrong nor right are in their power! 
Already they have lost their best defence, 
The benefit of laws which they dispense. 
No justice to the...Read more of this...
by Dryden, John
...the echo again.
Joyous villages crown the stream, in the copse others vanish,
While from the back of the mount, others plunge wildly below.
Man still lives with the land in neighborly friendship united,
And round his sheltering roof calmly repose still his fields;
Trustingly climbs the vine high over the low-reaching window,
While round the cottage the tree circles its far-stretching boughs.
Happy race of the plain! Not yet awakened to freedom,
Thou and thy pastures with joy...Read more of this...
by Schiller, Friedrich von
...dy
In his hair.

Yea, if they buried him ten leagues
Beneath the loam,
My fingers they would learn to dig
And I’d plunge home!...Read more of this...
by Barnes, Djuna

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