Famous Presumes Poems by Famous Poets

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

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Elegy On The Death Of A Young Man

by Friedrich von Schiller
 Mournful groans, as when a tempest lowers,
Echo from the dreary house of woe;
Death-notes rise from yonder minster's towers!
Bearing out a youth, they slowly go;
Yes! a youth--unripe yet for the bier,
Gathered in the spring-time of his days,
Thrilling yet with pulses strong and clear,
With the flame that in his bright eye plays--
Yes, a son--the idol of his mother,
(Oh, her mournful sigh...Read more of this...

The Comforters

by Rudyard Kipling
 Until thy feet have trod the Road
 Advise not wayside folk,
 Nor till thy back has borne the Load
 Break in upon the broke.

 Chase not with undesired largesse
 Of sympathy the heart
 Which, knowing her own bitterness,
 Presumes to dwell apart.

 Employ not that glad hand to raise
 The God-forgotten head
 To Heaven and all the neighbours' gaze--
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Lesbia Hath a Beaming Eye

by Thomas Moore
 Lesbia hath a beaming eye, 
But no one knows for whom it beameth; 
Right and left its arrows fly, 
But what they aim at no one dreameth. 
Sweeter 'tis to gaze upon 
My Nora's lid that seldom rises; 
Few its looks, but every one, 
Like unexpected light, surprises! 
Oh, my Nora Creina, dear, 
My gentle, bashful Nora Creina, 
Beauty...Read more of this...

If this is fading

by Emily Dickinson
 If this is "fading"
Oh let me immediately "fade"!
If this is "dying"
Bury me, in such a shroud of red!
If this is "sleep,"
On such a night
How proud to shut the eye!
Good Evening, gentle Fellow men!
Peacock presumes to die!...Read more of this...

Ikon: The Harrowing of Hell

by Denise Levertov
 Down through the tomb's inward arch
He has shouldered out into Limbo
to gather them, dazed, from dreamless slumber:
the merciful dead, the prophets,
the innocents just His own age and those
unnumbered others waiting here
unaware, in an endless void He is ending
now, stooping to tug at their hands,
to pull them from their sarcophagi,
dazzled, almost unwilling. Didmas,
neighbor in death, Golgotha dust
still streaked on the...Read more of this...

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