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Famous Punctual Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...ills and toast. 
Take it away and eat it, and shoot rats.
Ha! there he comes. Your rat will never fail, 
My punctual assassin, to prevail— 
While he has power to crawl, 
Or teeth to gnaw withal— 
Where kings are caged. Why has a king no cats?
You say that I’ll achieve it if I try? 
Swallow it?—No, not I … 
God, what a way to die!...Read more of this...



by Dickinson, Emily
...br>"

Nobody know "his Father" --
Never was a Boy --
Hadn't any playmates,
Or "Early history" --

Industrious! Laconic!
Punctual! Sedate!
Bold as a Brigand!
Stiller than a Fleet!

Builds, like a Bird, too!
Christ robs the Nest --
Robin after Robin
Smuggled to Rest!...Read more of this...

by Dickinson, Emily
...
Complaining all the while
In horrid, hooting stanza;
Then chase itself down hill

And neigh like Boanerges;
Then, punctual as a star,
Stop--docile and omnipotent--
At its own stable door....Read more of this...

by Thomas, Dylan
...e the pulse of summer in the ice.


II

But seasons must be challenged or they totter
Into a chiming quarter
Where, punctual as death, we ring the stars;
There, in his night, the black-tongued bells
The sleepy man of winter pulls,
Nor blows back moon-and-midnight as she blows.

We are the dark derniers let us summon
Death from a summer woman,
A muscling life from lovers in their cramp
From the fair dead who flush the sea
The bright-eyed worm on Davy's lamp
And from th...Read more of this...

by Larkin, Philip
...w.

Strange to be ignorant of the way things work:
Their skill at finding what they need,
Their sense of shape, and punctual spread of seed,
And willingness to change;
Yes, it is strange,

Even to wear such knowledge - for our flesh
Surrounds us with its own decisions -
And yet spend all our life on imprecisions,
That when we start to die
Have no idea why....Read more of this...



by Dickinson, Emily
...ilver hat
From her lustral Face --
All of Evening softly lit
As an Astral Hall --
Father, I observed to Heaven,
You are punctual....Read more of this...

by Wilbur, Richard
...so rapt a quiet
That nobody seems to be there.
 The soul shrinks

 From all that it is about to remember,
From the punctual rape of every
 blessed day,
And cries,
 "Oh, let there be nothing on
 earth but laundry,
Nothing but rosy hands in the rising
 steam
And clear dances done in the sight of
 heaven."

 Yet, as the sun acknowledges
With a warm look the world's hunks
 and colors,
The soul descends once more in bitter
 love
To accept the waking body, saying now
In a ...Read more of this...

by Emerson, Ralph Waldo
...nements of beauty, 
The miracle of generative force, 
Far-reaching concords of astronomy 
Felt in the plants and in the punctual birds; 
Better, the linked purpose of the whole, 
And, chiefest prize, found I true liberty 
In the glad home plain-dealing Nature gave. 
The polite found me impolite; the great 
Would mortify me, but in vain; for still 
I am a willow of the wilderness, 
Loving the wind that bent me. All my hurts 
My garden spade can heal. A woodland wal...Read more of this...

by Emerson, Ralph Waldo
...tenements of beauty;
The miracle of generative force;
Far-reaching concords of astronomy
Felt in the plants and in the punctual birds;
Mainly, the linked purpose of the whole;
And, chiefest prize, found I true liberty,
The home of homes plain-dealing Nature gave.

The polite found me impolite; the great
Would mortify me, but in vain:
I am a willow of the wilderness,
Loving the wind that bent me. All my hurts
My garden-spade can heal. A woodland walk,
A wild rose,...Read more of this...

by Dickinson, Emily
...br>

New children play upon the green --
New Weary sleep below --
And still the pensive Spring returns --
And still the punctual snow!...Read more of this...

by Lowell, Amy
...s washin' day
An' I was afeared the fine weather'd break,
An' I couldn't do my dryin'.
All my life I'd done my work punctual,
An' I couldn't fix my conscience
To go junketin' on a washin'-day.
I can't tell you what that day was to me.
It dragged an' dragged,
Fer ther warn't no Ed ter break it in the middle
Fer dinner.
Every time I stopped stirrin' the water
I heerd the whisperin' all about me.
I stopped oftener'n I should
To see ef 'twas still ther,
An' it...Read more of this...

by Lanier, Sidney
...bonair
As dawn, 'mid wrinkled Matres of old lands
Our youngest Alma Mater modest stands!
In four brief cycles round the punctual sun
Has she, old Learning's latest daughter, won
This grace, this stature, and this fruitful fame.
Howbeit she was born
Unnoised as any stealing summer morn.
From far the sages saw, from far they came
And ministered to her,
Led by the soaring-genius'd Sylvester
That, earlier, loosed the knot great Newton tied,
And flung the door of Fame's lo...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...uch 
Their distance argues, and their swift return 
Diurnal,) merely to officiate light 
Round this opacous Earth, this punctual spot, 
One day and night; in all her vast survey 
Useless besides; reasoning I oft admire, 
How Nature wise and frugal could commit 
Such disproportions, with superfluous hand 
So many nobler bodies to create, 
Greater so manifold, to this one use, 
For aught appears, and on their orbs impose 
Such restless revolution day by day 
Repeated; while the...Read more of this...

by Dickinson, Emily
...Pink -- small -- and punctual --
Aromatic -- low --
Covert -- in April --
Candid -- in May --
Dear to the Moss --
Known to the Knoll --
Next to the Robin
In every human Soul --
Bold little Beauty
Bedecked with thee
Nature forswears
Antiquity --...Read more of this...

by Carroll, Lewis
...the rest

Better to be before you time,
Than e're to be behind;
To open the door while strikes the chime,
That shows a punctual mind. 

Moral:

Let punctuality and care
Seize every flitting hour,
So shalt thou cull a floweret fair,
E'en from a fading flower...Read more of this...

by Dickinson, Emily
...The Bird her punctual music brings
And lays it in its place --
Its place is in the Human Heart
And in the Heavenly Grace --
What respite from her thrilling toil
Did Beauty ever take --
But Work might be electric Rest
To those that Magic make --...Read more of this...

by Dickinson, Emily
...The Sun is one -- and on the Tare
He doth as punctual call
As on the conscientious Flower
And estimates them all --...Read more of this...

by Hecht, Anthony
...ly;
It's a great blessing. Though I mean no harm.
And as for visitors, why, I have you,
All cheerful, brisk and punctual every Sunday,
Like church, even if the aisles smell of phenol.
And you always bring even better gifts than any 
On your book-trolley. Though they mean only good,
Families can become a sort of burden.
I've only got my father, and he won't come,
Poor man, because it would be too much for him.
And for me, too, so it's best the way it is...Read more of this...

by Dickinson, Emily
...till, my little Gypsy being
I would far prefer,
Still, my little sunburnt bosom
To her Rosier,

For, when Frosts, their punctual fingers
On her forehead lay,
You and I, and Dr. Holland,
Bloom Eternally!

Roses of a steadfast summer
In a steadfast land,
Where no Autumn lifts her pencil --
And no Reapers stand!...Read more of this...

by Hafez,
...th’s star so fair?

My heart fled from the cloister, & chant of monkish hymn,
What can avail me sainthood, fasting & punctual prayer?

What is the truth shall light me to heav’n’s strait thoroughfare?
Whither, O heart, thus hastest? Arrest thee & beware!

See what a lone adventure is thine unending quest!
Fraught with what deadly danger! Set with what unseen snare!

Say not, O friend, to Hafez, ‘Quiet thee now & rest!’
Calm & content, what are they? Patience & pea...Read more of this...

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