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Famous Rancour Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Robinson, Mary Darby
...ath, design'd 
To lash, with scorpion scourges, human-kind­ 
Dragg'd with ingenious pangs, the tardy hour, 
To feed the rancour of insatiate Pow'r. 

Blest be the favor'd delegates of Heav'n, 
To whose illustrious souls the task was giv'n 
To wrench the bolts of tyranny­and dare 
The petrifying confines of despair; 
With Heav'n's own breeze to cheer the gasping breath, 
And spread broad sun-shine in the caves of death. 

What is the charm that bids mankind disdain 
Th...Read more of this...



by Byron, George (Lord)
...
But first, beloved Zuleika! hear 
How Giaffir wrought this deed of fear. 

XIII. 

"How first their strife to rancour grew, 
If love or envy made them foes, 
It matters little if I knew; 
In fiery spirits, slights, though few 
And thoughtless, will disturb repose. 
In war Abdallah's arm was strong, 
Remember'd yet in Bosniac song, 
And Paswan's rebel hordes attest [31] 
How little love they bore such guest: 
His death is all I need relate, 
The stern effect of G...Read more of this...

by Moore, Thomas
...ng, 
Bright as the tears thy lid 
Lets fall in lonely weepin. 
Glens, where Ocean comes, 
To 'scape the wild wind's rancour; 
And harbours, worthiest homes 
Where Freedom's fleet can anchor. 

Then, if, while scenes so grand, 
So beautiful, shine before thee, 
Pride for thy own dear land 
Should haply be stealing o'er thee, 
Oh, let grief come first, 
O'er pride itself victorious -- 
Thinking how man hath curst 
What Heaven hath made so glorious....Read more of this...

by Robinson, Mary Darby
...polish'd mind so pure, so brave, 
The young admir'd thee, and the old forgave. 

And when stern FATE, with ruthless rancour, press'd 
Thy withering graces to her flinty breast; 
Bright JUSTICE darted from her bless'd abode, 
And bore thy VIRTUES to the throne of GOD; 
While cold OBLIVION stealing o'er thy mind, 
Each youthful folly to the grave consign'd. 

O, if thy purer spirit deigns to know 
Each thought that passes in this vale of woe, 
Accept the incense of a te...Read more of this...

by Trumbull, John
...once th' attentive ear.
Ye see how prompt to aid our woes
The tender mercies of our foes;
Ye see with what unvaried rancour
Still for our blood their minions hanker;
Nor aught can sate their mad ambition,
From us, but death, or worse, submission.
Shall these then riot in our spoil,
Reap the glad harvest of our toil,
Rise from their country's ruins proud,
And roll their chariot-wheels in blood?
See Gage, with inauspicious star,
Has oped the gates of civil war,
When str...Read more of this...



by Robinson, Mary Darby
...age; 
Thy vengeance haunts the silent grave, 
Thy taunts insult the ashes of the brave; 
While proud AMBITION weeps thy rancour to assuage. 
The laurels round the POET's bust, 
Twin'd by the liberal hand of Taste, 
By thy malignant grasp defac'd, 
Fade to their native dust: 
Thy ever-watchful eye no labour tires, 
Beneath thy venom'd touch the angel TRUTH expires. 

When in thy petrifying car
Thy scaly dragons waft thy form, 
Then, swifter, deadlier far 
Than the keen...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...e 
Foundst either sweet repast, or sound repose; 
Such ambush, hid among sweet flowers and shades, 
Waited with hellish rancour imminent 
To intercept thy way, or send thee back 
Despoiled of innocence, of faith, of bliss! 
For now, and since first break of dawn, the Fiend, 
Mere serpent in appearance, forth was come; 
And on his quest, where likeliest he might find 
The only two of mankind, but in them 
The whole included race, his purposed prey. 
In bower and field he s...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...be mentioned then of violence 
Against ourselves; and wilful barrenness, 
That cuts us off from hope; and savours only 
Rancour and pride, impatience and despite, 
Reluctance against God and his just yoke 
Laid on our necks. Remember with what mild 
And gracious temper he both heard, and judged, 
Without wrath or reviling; we expected 
Immediate dissolution, which we thought 
Was meant by death that day; when lo!to thee 
Pains only in child-bearing were foretold, 
And bri...Read more of this...

by Yeats, William Butler
..., one sentence I unsay.
Had de Valera eaten parnell's heart
No loose-lipped demagogue had won the day.
No civil rancour torn the land apart.

Had Cosgrave eaten parnell's heart, the land's
Imagination had been satisfied,
Or lacking that, government in such hands.
O'Higgins its sole statesman had not died.

Had even O'Duffy - but I name no more -
Their school a crowd, his master solitude;
Through Jonathan Swift's clark grove he passed, and there
plucked bit...Read more of this...

by Quasimodo, Salvatore
...sandstone,

and the heart of gloomy columns, telamons,
overthrown in the grass. Spirit of the ancients, grey

with rancour, return on the wind,
breathe in that feather-light moss
that covers those giants, hurled down by heaven.
How alone in the space that’s still yours!
And greater, your pain, if you hear, once more,
the sound that moves, far off, towards the sea,
where Hesperus streaks the sky with morning:
the jew’s-harp vibrates
in the waggoner’s mouth
as he climb...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...
But first, beloved Zuleika! hear 
How Giaffir wrought this deed of fear. 

XIII. 

"How first their strife to rancour grew, 
If love or envy made them foes, 
It matters little if I knew; 
In fiery spirits, slights, though few 
And thoughtless, will disturb repose. 
In war Abdallah's arm was strong, 
Remember'd yet in Bosniac song, 
And Paswan's rebel hordes attest [31] 
How little love they bore such guest: 
His death is all I need relate, 
The stern effect of G...Read more of this...

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