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Famous Regarded Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Burns, Robert
...sank within my arms, and cried,
 “Art thou my ain dear Willie?”
“By him who made yon sun and sky!
 By whom true love’s regarded,
I am the man; and thus may still
 True lovers be rewarded.


“The wars are o’er, and I’m come hame,
 And find thee still true-hearted;
Tho’ poor in gear, we’re rich in love,
 And mair we’se ne’er be parted.”
Quo’ she, “My grandsire left me gowd,
 A mailen plenish’d fairly;
And come, my faithfu’ sodger lad,
 Thou’rt welcome to it dearly!”


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by Thomas, Dylan
...d few young Auden's coded chatter;
But then it is the few that matter.
Never be lucid, never state,
If you would be regarded great,
The simplest thought or sentiment,
(For thought, we know, is decadent);
Never omit such vital words
As belly, genitals and -----,
For these are things that play a part
(And what a part) in all good art.
Remember this: each rose is wormy,
And every lovely woman's germy;
Remember this: that love depends
On how the Gallic letter bends;
Remem...Read more of this...

by de la Mare, Walter
...made agree: 
Each virtue kept its proper bound, 
Nor tresspass'd on the other's ground. 
Nor fame, nor censure they regarded: 
They neither punish'd nor rewarded. 
He cared not what the footmen did: 
Her maids she neither prais'd nor chid: 
So ev'ry servant took his course; 
And bad at first, they all grew worse. 
Slothful disorder fill'd his stable; 
And sluttish plenty deck'd her table. 
Their beer was strong; their wine was port; 
Their meal was large; thei...Read more of this...

by Bishop, Elizabeth
...so I used to sing him Baptist hymns.
I also sang "A Mighty Fortress Is Our God."
He stood up in the water and regarded me 
steadily, moving his head a little.
Then he would disappear, then suddenly emerge
almost in the same spot, with a sort of shrug
as if it were against his better judgment.
Cold dark deep and absolutely clear,
the clear gray icy water . . . Back, behind us,
the dignified tall firs begin.
Bluish, associating with the...Read more of this...

by Dickinson, Emily
...-
He neutralized them all --

She stung Him -- sapped His firm Advance --
But when Her Worst was done
And He -- unmoved regarded Her --
Acknowledged Him a Man....Read more of this...



by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...nd could do, 
She rested, and her desolation came 
Upon her, and she wept beside the way. 

And many past, but none regarded her, 
For in that realm of lawless turbulence, 
A woman weeping for her murdered mate 
Was cared as much for as a summer shower: 
One took him for a victim of Earl Doorm, 
Nor dared to waste a perilous pity on him: 
Another hurrying past, a man-at-arms, 
Rode on a mission to the bandit Earl; 
Half whistling and half singing a coarse song, 
He drove ...Read more of this...

by Eliot, T S (Thomas Stearns)
...ace his hatred had been vowed;
To Cats of foreign name and race no quarter was allowed.
The Persian and the Siamese regarded him with fear--
Because it was a Siamese had mauled his missing ear.

Now on a peaceful summer night, all nature seemed at play,
The tender moon was shining bright, the barge at Molesey lay.
All in the balmy moonlight it lay rocking on the tide--
And Growltiger was disposed to show his sentimental side.

His bucko mate, GRUMBUSKIN, long ...Read more of this...

by Keats, John
...hen Oceanus
Left murmuring, what deepest thought can tell?
But so it was, none answer'd for a space,
Save one whom none regarded, Clymene;
And yet she answer'd not, only complain'd,
With hectic lips, and eyes up-looking mild,
Thus wording timidly among the fierce:
"O Father! I am here the simplest voice,
And all my knowledge is that joy is gone,
And this thing woe crept in among our hearts,
There to remain for ever, as I fear:
I would not bode of evil, if I thought
So weak a ...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...ain, reclining on his arm,
And looking wistfully with wide blue eyes
As in a picture. Him Sir Bedivere
Remorsefully regarded thro' his tears,
And would have spoken, but he found not words;
Then took with care, and kneeling on one knee,
O'er both his shoulders drew the languid hands,
And rising bore him thro' the place of tombs.


But, as he walk'd, King Arthur panted hard,
Like one that feels a nightmare on his bed
When all the house is mute. So sigh'd the King,
M...Read more of this...

by Alighieri, Dante
...eft we see 
 Held priestly office ere they joined the dead." 

 He answered, "These, who with such squinting eyes 
 Regarded God's providing, that they spent 
 In waste immoderate, indicate their guilt 
 In those loud barkings that ye hear. They spilt 
 Their wealth distemperate; and those they meet 
 Who cry 'Why loose ye?' avarice ruled: they bent 
 Their minds on earth to seize and hoard. Of these 
 Hairless, are priests, and popes, and cardinals, 
 For greed m...Read more of this...

by Prior, Matthew
...
And did pretty well, doing just what she would. 

Declining all power she found means to persuade, 
Was then most regarded when most she obey'd, 
The mistress in truth when she seem'd but the maid. 

Such care of her own proper actions she took 
That on other folk's lives she had not time to look, 
So censure and praise were struck out of her book. 

Her thought still confin'd to its own little sphere, 
She minded not who did excel or did err 
But just as the ma...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...ain, reclining on his arm,
And looking wistfully with wide blue eyes
As in a picture. Him Sir Bedivere
Remorsefully regarded thro' his tears,
And would have spoken, but he found not words,
Then took with care, and kneeling on one knee,
O'er both his shoulders drew the languid hands,
And rising bore him thro' the place of tombs. 

But, as he walk'd, King Arthur panted hard,
Like one that feels a nightmare on his bed
When all the house is mute. So sigh'd the King
Mu...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...r> Back to the thicket slunk 
The guilty Serpent; and well might;for Eve, 
Intent now wholly on her taste, nought else 
Regarded; such delight till then, as seemed, 
In fruit she never tasted, whether true 
Or fancied so, through expectation high 
Of knowledge; not was Godhead from her thought. 
Greedily she ingorged without restraint, 
And knew not eating death: Satiate at length, 
And hightened as with wine, jocund and boon, 
Thus to herself she pleasingly began. 
O...Read more of this...

by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...to be fought than any of these we see 
That we may foster now. They are not real, 
But not for that the less to be regarded; 
For there are slimy tyrants born of nothing
That harden slowly into seeming life 
And have the strength of madness. I confess, 
Accordingly, the wisdom of your care 
That I look out for them. Whether I would 
Or not, I must; and here we are as one
With our necessity. For though you loom 
A little harsh in your respect of time 
And circ...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
..., reclining on his arm, 
And looking wistfully with wide blue eyes 
As in a picture. Him Sir Bedivere 
Remorsefully regarded through his tears, 
And would have spoken, but he found not words; 
Then took with care, and kneeling on one knee, 
O'er both his shoulders drew the languid hands, 
And rising bore him through the place of tombs. 

But, as he walked, King Arthur panted hard, 
Like one that feels a nightmare on his bed 
When all the house is mute. So sighed t...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...the word.' 

'Boys!' shrieked the old king, but vainlier than a hen 
To her false daughters in the pool; for none 
Regarded; neither seemed there more to say: 
Back rode we to my father's camp, and found 
He thrice had sent a herald to the gates, 
To learn if Ida yet would cede our claim, 
Or by denial flush her babbling wells 
With her own people's life: three times he went: 
The first, he blew and blew, but none appeared: 
He battered at the doors; none came: the next,...Read more of this...

by Carroll, Lewis
...n the echoes of the cave. 

He answered her he knew not what:
Like shaft from bow at random shot,
He spoke, but she regarded not. 

She waited not for his reply,
But with a downward leaden eye
Went on as if he were not by 

Sound argument and grave defence,
Strange questions raised on "Why?" and "Whence?"
And wildly tangled evidence. 

When he, with racked and whirling brain,
Feebly implored her to explain,
She simply said it all again. 

Wrenched with an agon...Read more of this...

by Eliot, T S (Thomas Stearns)
...d, with all its
elements alike, every sphere is opaque to the others which surround
it. . . . In brief, regarded as an existence which appears in a soul,
the whole world for each is peculiar and private to that soul."
425. V. Weston, From Ritual to Romance; chapter on the Fisher
King.
428. V. Purgatorio, xxvi. 148.
 "'Ara vos prec
per aquella valor
 'que vos guida
al som de l'escalina,
 'sovegna vos a
temps de ma dolor.'
 Po...Read more of this...

by Chaucer, Geoffrey
...ut they are evidently not Chaucer's, and it is unnecessary to
give them here. Of this Prologue, which may fairly be regarded
as a distinct autobiographical tale, Tyrwhitt says: "The
extraordinary length of it, as well as the vein of pleasantry that
runs through it, is very suitable to the character of the speaker.
The greatest part must have been of Chaucer's own invention,
though one may plainly see that he had been reading the popular
invectives against marriage and...Read more of this...

by Swift, Jonathan
...rofligate a villain
As modern Scroggs, or old Tresilian;
Who long all justice had discarded,
Nor feared he God, nor man regarded - 
Vowed on the Dean his rage to vent,
And make him of his zeal repent.
But Heaven his innocence defends,
The grateful people stand his friends:
Not strains of law, nor judge's frown,
Nor topics brought to please the crown,
Nor witness hired, nor jury picked,
Prevail to bring him in convict.
In exile, with a steady heart,
He spent his life's...Read more of this...

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