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Famous Remembered Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...his old way,
With a new difference. Nothing in Avon lately 
Was, or was ever again to be for us, 
Like him that we remembered; and all the while 
We saw that fire at work within his eyes 
And had no glimpse of what was burning there.

So for a year it went; and so it went 
For half another year—when, all at once, 
At someone’s tinkling afternoon at home 
I saw that in the eyes of Avon’s wife 
The fire that I had met the day before
In his had found another living fuel...Read more of this...



by Ginsberg, Allen
...s, delicate biblio-
 philes, sex liberation troops nay armies, ladies of either sex
"I met him dozens of times he never remembered my name I loved 
 him anyway, true artist"
"Nervous breakdown after menopause, his poetry humor saved me 
 from suicide hospitals"
"Charmant, genius with modest manners, washed sink, dishes my 
 studio guest a week in Budapest"
Thousands of readers, "Howl changed my life in Libertyville Illinois"
"I saw him read Montclair State Teachers College de...Read more of this...

by Dickinson, Emily
..., or Air, or Ought—
A Wooden way
Regardless grown,
A Quartz contentment, like a stone—

This is the Hour of Lead—
Remembered, if outlived,
As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow—
First—Chill—then Stupor—then the letting go—

441

This is my letter to the World
That never wrote to Me—
The simple News that Nature told—
With tender Majesty

Her Message is committed
To Hands I cannot see—
For love of Her—Sweet—countrymen—
Judge tenderly—of Me.

448

T...Read more of this...

by Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
...shed; and the voice of the echoing thunder
Told her that God was in heaven, and governed the world he created!
Then she remembered the tale she had heard of the justice of Heaven;
Soothed was her troubled soul, and she peacefully slumbered till
morning.


V

Four times the sun had risen and set; and now on the fifth day
Cheerily called the cock to the sleeping maids of the farm-house.
Soon o'er the yellow fields, in silent and mournful procession,
Came from the neighb...Read more of this...

by Sassoon, Siegfried
...stles, 
In sudden race to leave the ghostly trees. 
And: ¡®Soon I¡¯ll be in open fields,¡¯ he thought, 
And half remembered starlight on the meadows, 
Scent of mown grass and voices of tired men, 20 
Fading along the field-paths; home and sleep 
And cool-swept upland spaces, whispering leaves, 
And far off the long churring night-jar¡¯s note. 

But something in the wood, trying to daunt him, 
Led him confused in circles through the thicket. 25 
He was f...Read more of this...



by Frost, Robert
...,
Let alone grove of trees for sugar orchard.
She told him of the bookmark maple leaf
In the big Bible, and all she remembered
of the place marked with it—"Wave offering,
Something about wave offering, it said."

 "You've never asked your father outright, have you?"

 "I have, and been Put off sometime, I think."
(This was her faded memory of the way
Once long ago her father had put himself off.)
"Because no telling but it may have been
Something between your ...Read more of this...

by Dyke, Henry Van
...t to the eye and Music to the ear,--
These are the builders of the bridge that springs
>From earths's dim shore of half-remembered things
To reach the spirit's home, the heavenly sphere
Where nothing silent is and nothing dark.
So when I see the rainbow's arc
Spanning the showery sky, far-off I hear
Music, and every colour sings:
And while the symphony builds up its round
Full sweep of architectural harmony
Above the tide of Time, far, far away I see
A bow of colour in th...Read more of this...

by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...res?
You call to mind an eminent archangel 
Who fell to make him famous. Would you fall 
So far as he, to be so far remembered? 

BURR

Before I fall or rise, or am an angel, 
I shall acquaint myself a little further
With our new land’s new language, which is not— 
Peace to your dreams—an idiom to your liking. 
I’m wondering if a man may always know 
How old a man may be at thirty-seven; 
I wonder likewise if a prettier time
Could be decreed for a good man to vanish 
...Read more of this...

by Cisneros, Sandra
...oors.
We folded clothes and went
our separate ways.
You left behind that flannel shirt
of yours I liked but remembered to take
your toothbrush. Where are you tonight?

Richard, it’s Christmas Eve again
and old ghosts come back home.
I’m sitting by the Christmas tree
wondering where did we go wrong.

Okay, we didn’t work, and all
memories to tell you the truth aren’t good.
But sometimes there were good times.
Love was good. I love...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...ave discovered and repulsed 
Whatever wiles of foe or seeming friend. 
For still they knew, and ought to have still remembered, 
The high injunction, not to taste that fruit, 
Whoever tempted; which they not obeying, 
(Incurred what could they less?) the penalty; 
And, manifold in sin, deserved to fall. 
Up into Heaven from Paradise in haste 
The angelick guards ascended, mute, and sad, 
For Man; for of his state by this they knew, 
Much wondering how the subtle Fiend...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...g eyes
The casement slowly grows a glimmering square;
So sad, so strange, the days that are no more.

  Dear as remembered kisses after death,
And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned
On lips that are for others; deep as love,
Deep as first love, and wild with all regret;
O Death in Life, the days that are no more!
...Read more of this...

by Chesterton, G K
...oss and reel,
The tribes to bicker, the beasts to squeal;
But the eyes in his head were strong like steel,
And his soul remembered Rome.

Then Alfred of the lonely spear
Lifted his lion head;
And fronted with the Italian's eye,
Asking him of his whence and why,
King Alfred stood and said:

"I am that oft-defeated King
Whose failure fills the land,
Who fled before the Danes of old,
Who chaffered with the Danes with gold,
Who now upon the Wessex wold
Hardly has feet to stan...Read more of this...

by Goldsmith, Oliver
...to rise.
His house was known to all the vagrant train,
He chid their wanderings, but relieved their pain;
The long remembered beggar was his guest,
Whose beard descending swept his aged breast;
The ruined spendthrift, now no longer proud,
Claimed kindred there, and had his claims allowed;
The broken soldier, kindly bade to stay,
Sat by his fire, and talked the night away;
Wept o'er his wounds, or, tales of sorrow done,
Shouldered his crutch, and showed how fields were wo...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...e could see
Not that which was, nor that which should have been— 
But the old mansion, and the accustomed hall,
And the remembered chambers, and the place,
The day, the hour, the sunshine, and the shade,
All things pertaining to that place and hour,
And her who was his destiny, came back
And thrust themselves between him and the light;
What business had they there at such a time?

VII

A change came o'er the spirit of my dream.
The Lady of his love;—Oh! she was changed,
A...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...of all knights, 
Embraced me, and so kissed me the first time, 
And gave herself and all her wealth to me. 
Then I remembered Arthur's warning word, 
That most of us would follow wandering fires, 
And the Quest faded in my heart. Anon, 
The heads of all her people drew to me, 
With supplication both of knees and tongue: 
"We have heard of thee: thou art our greatest knight, 
Our Lady says it, and we well believe: 
Wed thou our Lady, and rule over us, 
And thou shalt ...Read more of this...

by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...idental universe— 
To call it nothing worse— 
Or, by the burrowing guile 
Of Time disintegrated and effaced, 
Like once-remembered mighty trees go down
To ruin, of which by man may now be traced 
No part sufficient even to be rotten, 
And in the book of things that are forgotten 
Is entered as a thing not quite worth while. 
He may have been so great
That satraps would have shivered at his frown, 
And all he prized alive may rule a state 
No larger than a grave that holds...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...ddles as at Christmas here, 
And ~what's my thought~ and ~when~ and ~where~ and ~how~, 
As here at Christmas.' 
She remembered that: 
A pleasant game, she thought: she liked it more 
Than magic music, forfeits, all the rest. 
But these--what kind of tales did men tell men, 
She wondered, by themselves? 
A half-disdain 
Perched on the pouted blossom of her lips: 
And Walter nodded at me; '~He~ began, 
The rest would follow, each in turn; and so 
We forged a sevenfold s...Read more of this...

by Tebb, Barry
...
There was no peace in poetry and flight.

Yet as I sat and watched the night

Gather in the shallows of heather

I remembered the steep stone streets,

The ginnels of my childhood,

The walls of Roman York.



On this last June day, hidden by a haze of walls,

I found a cottage so overgrown I had to part a mass of green

To touch the door, the window-panes opaque with dirt, sills choked with 

 books,

A rusted letter-box, cracked lintel, lichened roof-slates caving ...Read more of this...

by Hikmet, Nazim
...heart on a swing touched the sky 
I didn't know I loved flowers
friends sent me three red carnations in prison

I just remembered the stars 
I love them too
whether I'm floored watching them from below 
or whether I'm flying at their side

I have some questions for the cosmonauts 
were the stars much bigger
did they look like huge jewels on black velvet
 or apricots on orange
did you feel proud to get closer to the stars
I saw color photos of the cosmos in Ogonek magazine no...Read more of this...

by Akhmatova, Anna
...
Only fiery sleep will come to me,
I'll enter a temple on the hill,
Five-domed, white, and stone-hewn,
On the paths remembered well.



x x x

The spring was still mysteriously swooning,
Across the hills wandered transparent wind
And the deep lake was growing blue among us --
A temple forged and kept not by mankind.

You were affrighted of our first encounter,
And prayed already for the second one,
And now today once more is the hot evening --
How ...Read more of this...

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