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Famous Question Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Shakespeare, William
...d of subjection, noble by the sway,
What rounds, what bounds, what course, what stop
he makes!'
And controversy hence a question takes,
Whether the horse by him became his deed,
Or he his manage by the well-doing steed.

'But quickly on this side the verdict went:
His real habitude gave life and grace
To appertainings and to ornament,
Accomplish'd in himself, not in his case:
All aids, themselves made fairer by their place,
Came for additions; yet their purposed trim
Piec...Read more of this...



by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...rance 
That it was I, or chance and I together, 
Did all that sowing. If I seem to you
To be a little bitten by the question, 
Without a miracle it might be true; 
The miracle is to me that I’m not eaten 
Long since to death of it, and that you sit 
With nothing more agreeable than a ghost.
If you had thought a while of that, you might, 
Unhappily, not have come; and your not coming 
Would have been desolation—not for you, 
God save the mark!—for I would have you here...Read more of this...

by Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
...blacksmith.
Hearty his welcome was, as he led his guests to the garden.
There in an arbor of roses with endless question and answer
Gave they vent to their hearts, and renewed their friendly embraces,
Laughing and weeping by turns, or sitting silent and thoughtful.
Thoughtful, for Gabriel came not; and now dark doubts and misgivings
Stole o'er the maiden's heart; and Basil, somewhat embarrassed,
Broke the silence and said, "If you came by the Atchafalaya,
How have...Read more of this...

by Sexton, Anne
...working like a city, 
the night and its slow blood 
the autumn sky, mary blue. 
but more than that, 
to worship the question itself, 
though the buildings burn 
and the big people topple over in a faint. 
Bring a flashlight, Ms. Dog, 
and look in every corner of the brain 
and ask and ask and ask 
until the kingdom, 
however *****,
will come....Read more of this...

by Alighieri, Dante
...ye chide. 
 It There is willed, where that is willed shall be, 
 That ye shall pass him to the further side, 
 Nor question more." 
 The fleecy cheeks thereat, 
 Blown with fierce speech before, were drawn and flat, 
 And his flame-circled eyes subdued, to hear 
 That mandate given. But those of whom he spake 
 In bitter glee, with naked limbs ashake, 
 And chattering teeth received it. Seemed that then 
 They first were conscious where they came, and fear 
 ...Read more of this...



by Byron, George (Lord)
...me deep feeling it were vain to trace 
At moments lighten'd o'er his livid face. 

VI. 

Not much he loved long question of the past, 
Nor told of wondrous wilds, and deserts vast, 
In those far lands where he had wander'd lone, 
And — as himself would have it seem — unknown: 
Yet these in vain his eye could scarcely scan, 
Nor glean experience from his fellow-man; 
But what he had beheld he shunn'd to show, 
As hardly worth a stranger's care to know; 
If still more p...Read more of this...

by Marvell, Andrew
...ir, he smoking sits like master cook, 
And a poll bill does like his apron look. 
Well was he skilled to season any question 
And made a sauce, fit for Whitehall's digestion, 
Whence every day, the palate more to tickle, 
Court-mushrumps ready are, sent in in pickle. 
When grievance urged, he swells like squatted toad, 
Frisks like a frog, to croak a tax's load; 
His patient piss he could hold longer than 
An urinal, and sit like any hen; 
At table jolly as a country ...Read more of this...

by Frost, Robert
...ndles and four people present.
The witch was young, and beautiful (new style),
And open-minded. She was free to question
Her gift for reading letters locked in boxes.
Why was it so much greater when the boxes
Were metal than it was when they were wooden?
It made the world seem so mysterious.
The S'ciety for Psychical Research
Was cognizant. Her husband was worth millions.
I think he owned some shares in Harvard College.)

New Hampshire used to have...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...articipating God-like food? 
The Gods are first, and that advantage use 
On our belief, that all from them proceeds: 
I question it; for this fair earth I see, 
Warmed by the sun, producing every kind; 
Them, nothing: if they all things, who enclosed 
Knowledge of good and evil in this tree, 
That whoso eats thereof, forthwith attains 
Wisdom without their leave? and wherein lies 
The offence, that Man should thus attain to know? 
What can your knowledge hurt him, or this tre...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...other yet further to afflict thee.

Sam: He must allege some cause, and offer'd fight
Will not dare mention, lest a question rise
Whether he durst accept the offer or not,
And that he durst not plain enough appear'd.
Much more affliction then already felt
They cannot well impose, nor I sustain;
If they intend advantage of my labours
The work of many hands, which earns my keeping 
With no small profit daily to my owners.
But come what will, my deadliest foe will pr...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...s and completes all; 
That mystic, baffling wonder I love, alone completes all. 

I accept reality, and dare not question it; 
Materialism first and last imbuing. 

Hurrah for positive science! long live exact demonstration!
Fetch stonecrop, mixt with cedar and branches of lilac; 
This is the lexicographer—this the chemist—this made a grammar of the
 old cartouches; 
These mariners put the ship through dangerous unknown seas; 
This is the geologist—this wor...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...a brother's murder stain'd; 
'Tis true, the purchase nearly drain'd 
His ill got treasure, soon replaced. 
Wouldst question whence? Survey the waste, 
And ask the squalid peasant how 
His gains repay his broiling brow! — 
Why me the stern usurper spared, 
Why thus with me the palace shared, 
I know not. Shame, regret, remorse, 
And little fear from infant's force; 
Besides, adoption of a son 
Of him whom Heaven accorded none, 
Or some unknown cabal, caprice, 
Preserv...Read more of this...

by Bridges, Robert Seymour
...now greet the goal I journey'd to:
I stand a pagan in the holy place;
Beneath the lamp of truth I am found untrue,
And question with the God that I embrace. 

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Spring hath her own bright days of calm and peace;
Her melting air, at every breath we draw,
Floods heart with love to praise God's gracious law:
But suddenly--so short is pleasure's lease--
The cold returns, the buds from growing cease,
And nature's conquer'd face is full of awe;
As now the trait'rous north wit...Read more of this...

by Carroll, Lewis
...

As this poem is to some extent connected with the lay of the Jabberwock, let me take this opportunity of answering a question that has often been asked me, how to pronounce "slithy toves." The "i" in "slithy" is long, as in "writhe"; and "toves" is pronounced so as to rhyme with "groves." Again, the first "o" in "borogoves" is pronounced like the "o" in "borrow." I have heard people try to give it the sound of the"o" in "worry." Such is Human Perversity.Read more of this...

by Wordsworth, William
...or in the moonlight he had been  From eight o'clock till five.   And thus to Betty's question, he,  Made answer, like a traveller bold,  (His very words I give to you,)  "The cocks did crow to-whoo, to-whoo,  And the sun did shine so cold."  —Thus answered Johnny in his glory,  And that was all his travel's story....Read more of this...

by Chaucer, Geoffrey
...l of his head*
For evermore as out of that country,
Nor never more he shall his lady see.
You lovers ask I now this question,
Who lieth the worse, Arcite or Palamon?
The one may see his lady day by day,
But in prison he dwelle must alway.
The other where him list may ride or go,
But see his lady shall he never mo'.
Now deem all as you liste, ye that can,
For I will tell you forth as I began.

When that Arcite to Thebes comen was,
Full oft a day he swelt*, ...Read more of this...

by Scott, Sir Walter
...e reverence to a guest,
     That fellest foe might join the feast,
     And from his deadliest foeman's door
     Unquestioned turn the banquet o'er
     At length his rank the stranger names,
     'The Knight of Snowdoun, James Fitz-James;
     Lord of a barren heritage,
     Which his brave sires, from age to age,
     By their good swords had held with toil;
     His sire had fallen in such turmoil,
     And he, God wot, was forced to stand
     Oft for his rig...Read more of this...

by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...air to see: 
A good sight, verily, 
And one to make the eyes of her who bore him 
Shine glad with hidden tears.
Why question of his ease of who before him, 
In one place or another where they left 
Their names as far behind them as their bones, 
And yet by dint of slaughter toil and theft, 
And shrewdly sharpened stones,
Carved hard the way for his ascendency 
Through deserts of lost years? 
Why trouble him now who sees and hears 
No more than what his innocence requires,...Read more of this...

by Miller, Alice Duer
...py 
 With death in my heart. 
Lovers in peacetime 
 With fifty years to live, 
Have time to tease and quarrel 
 And question what to give; 
But lovers in wartime 
 Better understand 
The fullness of living, 
 With death close at hand. 

XXIV 
My father wrote me a letter— 
My father, scholarly, indolent, strong, 
Teaching Greek better 
Than high-school students repay— 
Teaching Greek in the winter, but all summer long 
Sailing a yawl in Narragansett Bay; 
Happier perha...Read more of this...

by Chaucer, Geoffrey
...audience,
What thing that worldly women love the best.
This knight he stood not still, as doth a beast,
But to this question anon answer'd
With manly voice, that all the court it heard,
"My liege lady, generally," quoth he,
"Women desire to have the sovereignty
As well over their husband as their love
And for to be in mast'ry him above.
This is your most desire, though ye me kill,
Do as you list, I am here at your will."
In all the court there was no wife nor maid...Read more of this...

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