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Famous Profits Poems by Famous Poets

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by Jonson, Ben
...ship but one star: 
Of hearts the union: and those not by chance 35 
Made or indenture or leased out to advance 
The profits for a time. 
No pleasures vain did chime 
Of rimes or riots at your feasts  
Orgies of drink or feign'd protests; 40 
But simple love of greatness and of good  
That knits brave minds and manners more than blood. 

This made you first to know the Why 
You liked then after to apply 
That liking and approach so one the t'other 45 
Til...Read more of this...



by Jonson, Ben
...friendship, but one star:
Of hearts the union, and those not by chance
Made, or indenture, or leas'd out t' advance
The profits for a time.
No pleasures vain did chime,
Of rhymes, or riots, at your feasts,
Orgies of drink, or feign'd protests;
But simple love of greatness and of good,
That knits brave minds and manners more than blood.

THE COUNTER-TURN


This made you first to know the why
You lik'd, then after, to apply
That liking; and approach so one the t'other
T...Read more of this...

by Browning, Robert
...rc's armour? Ay,--so spoil His sport! 
He is the One now: only He doth all. 


'Saith, He may like, perchance, what profits Him. 
Ay, himself loves what does him good; but why? 
'Gets good no otherwise. This blinded beast 
Loves whoso places flesh-meat on his nose, 
But, had he eyes, would want no help, but hate 
Or love, just as it liked him: He hath eyes. 
Also it pleaseth Setebos to work, 
Use all His hands, and exercise much craft, 
By no means for the lov...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...time
 forever, 
What have you reckon’d them for, camerado?
Have you reckon’d them for a trade, or farm-work? or for the profits of a store? 
Or to achieve yourself a position? or to fill a gentleman’s leisure, or a lady’s
 leisure? 

Have you reckon’d the landscape took substance and form that it might be painted in a
 picture? 
Or men and women that they might be written of, and songs sung? 
Or the attraction of gravity, and the great laws and harmonious combinations, and th...Read more of this...

by Eliot, T S (Thomas Stearns)
...r>

Phlébas, le Phénicien, pendant quinze jours noyé,
Oubliait les cris des mouettes et la houle de Cornouaille,
Et les profits et les pertes, et la cargaison d’étain:
Un courant de sous-mer l’emporta très loin,
Le repassant aux étapes de sa vie antérieure.
Figurez-vous donc, c’était un sort pénible;
Cependant, ce fut jadis un bel homme, de haute taille....Read more of this...



by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...an once? yea twice or thrice--
As oft as needed--last, returning rich,
Become the master of a larger craft,
With fuller profits lead an easier life,
Have all his pretty young ones educated,
And pass his days in peace among his own. 

Thus Enoch in his heart determined all:
Then moving homeward came on Annie pale,
Nursing the sickly babe, her latest-born.
Forward she started with a happy cry,
And laid the feeble infant in his arms;
Whom Enoch took, and handled all his ...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...ond-waters, 
Escaped from the life that exhibits itself, 
From all the standards hitherto publish’d—from the pleasures, profits,
 eruditions,
 conformities, 
Which too long I was offering to feed my soul;
Clear to me, now, standards not yet publish’d—clear to me that my Soul, 
That the Soul of the man I speak for, feeds, rejoices most in comrades; 
Here, by myself, away from the clank of the world, 
Tallying and talk’d to here by tongues aromatic, 
No longer abash’d—for in th...Read more of this...

by Herbert, George
...there are sluttish fumes, 
Sour exhalations, and dishonest rheums, 
Revenging the delight.

Then those same pendant profits, which the spring
And Easter intimate, enlarge the thing, 
And goodness of the deed.
Neither ought other men's abuse of Lent
Spoil the good use; lest by that argument
We forfeit all our Creed.

It's true, we cannot reach Christ's forti'eth day; 
Yet to go part of that religious way, 
Is better than to rest: 
We cannot reach our Saviour's puri...Read more of this...

by Tagore, Rabindranath
...d in my wakeful hours. 

As my days pass in the crowded market of this world 
and my hands grow full with the daily profits, 
let me ever feel that I have gained nothing 
---let me not forget for a moment, 
let me carry the pangs of this sorrow in my dreams 
and in my wakeful hours. 

When I sit by the roadside, tired and panting, 
when I spread my bed low in the dust, 
let me ever feel that the long journey is still before me 
---let me not forget a moment, 
let me c...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...hy cherishing, thy honouring, and thy love; 
Not thy subjection: Weigh with her thyself; 
Then value: Oft-times nothing profits more 
Than self-esteem, grounded on just and right 
Well managed; of that skill the more thou knowest, 
The more she will acknowledge thee her head, 
And to realities yield all her shows: 
Made so adorn for thy delight the more, 
So awful, that with honour thou mayest love 
Thy mate, who sees when thou art seen least wise. 
But if the sense of to...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...
Forbids us good, forbids us to be wise? 
Such prohibitions bind not. But, if death 
Bind us with after-bands, what profits then 
Our inward freedom? In the day we eat 
Of this fair fruit, our doom is, we shall die! 
How dies the Serpent? he hath eaten and lives, 
And knows, and speaks, and reasons, and discerns, 
Irrational till then. For us alone 
Was death invented? or to us denied 
This intellectual food, for beasts reserved? 
For beasts it seems: yet that one bea...Read more of this...

by Sandburg, Carl
...carry gas and water in and
sewage out.
Wires climb with secrets, carry light and carry words,
and tell terrors and profits and loves--curses of men
grappling plans of business and questions of women
in plots of love.

Hour by hour the caissons reach down to the rock of the
earth and hold the building to a turning planet.
Hour by hour the girders play as ribs and reach out and
hold together the stone walls and floors.

Hour by hour the hand of the mason and th...Read more of this...

by Betjeman, John
...s so used to stroke
And stop his boring dirty joke
And make him yell. 

But spare the bald young clerks who add
The profits of the stinking cad;
It's not their fault that they are mad, 
They've tasted Hell. 

It's not their fault they do not know 
The birdsong from the radio, 
It's not their fault they often go 
To Maidenhead 

And talk of sport and makes of cars
In various bogus-Tudor bars 
And daren't look up and see the stars
But belch instead. 

In labour-savi...Read more of this...

by Lowell, Amy
...ht
But half its proper price, the very day
He came to port he stepped ashore to find
The market glutted and his counted profits naught.

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Little by little Max made out the way
That Grootver pressed that poor harassed old man.
His money he must have, too long delay
Had turned the usurer to a ruffian.
"But let me take my ship, with many bales
Of cotton stuffs dyed crimson, green, and blue,
Cunningly patterned, made to suit the taste
Of mandarin's ladies; when my b...Read more of this...

by Kipling, Rudyard
...itle-deeds, attested, signed and sealed, 
 Guaranteeing me, my assigns, my executors and heirs
 All sorts of powers and profits which-are neither mine nor theirs,

 I have rights of chase and warren, as my dignity requires.
 I can fish-but Hobden tickles--I can shoot--but Hobden wires.
 I repair, but he reopens, certain gaps which, men allege,
 Have been used by every Hobden since a Hobden swapped a
 hedge.

Shall I dog his morning progress o'er the track-betrayin...Read more of this...

by Paterson, Andrew Barton
...> 
But the lumbering Dutch in their gunboats they hunted the divers away. 

Joe Nagasaki, the "tender", finding the profits grow small, 
Said, "Let us go to the Islands, try for a number one haul! 
If we get caught, go to prison -- let them take lugger and all!" 

Kanzo Makame, the diver -- knowing full well what it meant -- 
Fatalist, gambler, and stoic, smiled a broad smile of content, 
Flattened in mainsail and foresail, and off to the Islands they went. 

Close to...Read more of this...

by Roethke, Theodore
...All profits disappear: the gain
Of ease, the hoarded, secret sum;
And now grim digits of old pain
Return to litter up our home.

We hunt the cause of ruin, add,
Subtract, and put ourselves in pawn;
For all our scratching on the pad,
We cannot trace the error down.

What we are seeking is a fare
One way, a chance to be secure:
The lack that keeps us what ...Read more of this...

by Butler, Ellis Parker
...boy,
His costly presents bring no joy;
Harsh tears of anger fill his eye
Tho’ he has all that wealth can buy.
What profits it that he employs
His many gifts to make a noise?
His playroom is so placed that he
Can cause his folks no agony.

MORAL:

Mere worldly wealth does not possess
The power of giving happiness....Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...w onward to others—you and I flow onward,
But in due time, you and I shall take less interest in them. 

Your farm, profits, crops,—to think how engross’d you are! 
To think there will still be farms, profits, crops—yet for you, of what avail? 

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What will be, will be well—for what is, is well, 
To take interest is well, and not to take interest shall be well.

The sky continues beautiful, 
The pleasure of men with women shall never be sated, nor the pleasure of wome...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...It little profits that an idle king,
By this still hearth, among these barren crags,
Matched with an aged wife, I mete and dole
Unequal laws unto a savage race,
That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me.

I cannot rest from travel: I will drink
Life to the lees: all times I have enjoyed
Greatly, have suffered greatly, both with those
That loved me, and alon...Read more of this...

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