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Famous Repeating Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Keats, John
...udden fell
Those two sad streams adown a fearful dell.
The Latmian listen'd, but he heard no more,
Save echo, faint repeating o'er and o'er
The name of Arethusa. On the verge
Of that dark gulph he wept, and said: "I urge
Thee, gentle Goddess of my pilgrimage,
By our eternal hopes, to soothe, to assuage,
If thou art powerful, these lovers pains;
And make them happy in some happy plains.

 He turn'd--there was a whelming sound--he stept,
There was a cooler light; an...Read more of this...



by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...br>' 

He ceased; and Miriam Lane
Made such a voluble answer promising all,
That once again he roll'd his eyes upon her
Repeating all he wish'd, and once again
She promised. 

Then the third night after this,
While Enoch slumber'd motionless and pale,
And Miriam watch'd and dozed at intervals,
There came so loud a calling of the sea,
That all the houses in the haven rang.
He woke, he rose, he spread his arms abroad
Crying with a loud voice `a sail! a sail!
I am saved'...Read more of this...

by Eliot, T S (Thomas Stearns)
...ter in the garden, echoed ecstasy
Not lost, but requiring, pointing to the agony
Of death and birth.

 You say I am repeating
Something I have said before. I shall say it again.
Shall I say it again? In order to arrive there,
To arrive where you are, to get from where you are not,
 You must go by a way wherein there is no ecstasy.
In order to arrive at what you do not know
 You must go by a way which is the way of ignorance.
In order to possess what you do...Read more of this...

by Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
...the beauty of the moonlight, 
With the beauty of the starlight.
And Nokomis warned her often, 
Saying oft, and oft repeating, 
"Oh, beware of Mudjekeewis, 
Of the West-Wind, Mudjekeewis; 
Listen not to what he tells you; 
Lie not down upon the meadow, 
Stoop not down among the lilies,
Lest the West-Wind come and harm you!"
But she heeded not the warning, 
Heeded not those words of wisdom, 
And the West-Wind came at evening, 
Walking lightly o'er the prairie, 
Whispering ...Read more of this...

by Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
...ine of cedar 
Through the clear, transparent water, 
Waited vainly for an answer, 
Long sat waiting for an answer, 
And repeating loud and louder, 
"Take my bait, O King of Fishes!"
Quiet lay the sturgeon, Nahma, 
Fanning slowly in the water, 
Looking up at Hiawatha, 
Listening to his call and clamor, 
His unnecessary tumult, 
Till he wearied of the shouting; 
And he said to the Kenozha, 
To the pike, the Maskenozha, 
"Take the bait of this rude fellow, 
Break the line of Hia...Read more of this...



by Sexton, Anne
...what I expected. Not an Eichmann.
The poison just didn't take.
So I won't hang around in my hospital shift,
repeating The Black Mass and all of it.
I say Live, Live because of the sun,
the dream, the excitable gift....Read more of this...

by Frost, Robert
...he could exceed his promise,
And give good measure to the dead, though thankless.
If that was how she felt, he kept repeating.
His first thought under pressure was a grave
In a new boughten grave plot by herself,
Under he didn't care how great a stone:
He'd sell a yoke of steers to pay for it.
And weren't there special cemetery flowers,
That, once grief sets to growing, grief may rest;
The flowers will go on with grief awhile,
And no one seem neglecting or neglect...Read more of this...

by Auden, Wystan Hugh (W H)
...loveBut to be loved alone. From the conservative darkInto the ethical lifeThe dense commuters come,Repeating their morning vow;"I will be true to the wife,I'll concentrate more on my work,"And helpless governors wakeTo resume their compulsory game:Who can release them now,Who can reach the deaf,Who can speak for the dumb? All I have is a voiceTo undo the folded lie,The romantic lie in the brainOf the sensual man...Read more of this...

by Edson, Russell
...is become as one of us, said the father.
 His son said, behold, the son is become as one of us.
 Will you stop repeating me, screamed the father.
 Will you stop repeating me, screamed his son.
 Oh well, I suppose imitation is the sincerest form of 
flattery, sighed the father.
 Oh well, I suppose imitation is the sincerest form of 
flattery, sighed his son....Read more of this...

by Gibran, Kahlil
...y, weakened by hunger, sat on the walker's portion of the street stretching his hand toward all who passed, begging and repeating his hand toward all who passed, begging and repeating the sad song of his defeat in life, while suffering from hunger and from humiliation. 

When night came, his lips and tongue were parched, while his hand was still as empty as his stomach. 

He gathered himself and went out from the city, where he sat under a tree and wept bitterly. ...Read more of this...

by Masefield, John
...> 
You stab all that's true and strong, 
Truth and strength you say are wrong, 
Meek and mild, and sweet and creeping, 
Repeating, canting cadging, peeping, 
That's the art and that's the life 
To win a man his neighbour's wife. 
All that's good and all that's true, 
You kill that, so I'll kill you." 
At that I tore my clothes in shreds 
And hurled them on the window leads; 
I flung my boots through both the winders 
And knocked the glass to little flinders; 
The punc...Read more of this...

by Aiken, Conrad
...while her fingers, softly,
Felt for this tune, played it and let it fall,
Now note by singing note, now chord by chord,
Repeating phrases with a kind of pleasure . . .
Was it symbolic of the woman's weakness
That she could neither break it—nor conclude?
It paused . . . and wandered . . . paused again; while she,
Perplexed and tired, half told me I must go,—
Half asked me if I thought I ought to go . . .

Well, April passed with ...Read more of this...

by Fincke, Gary
...stepped
Into the cold, blowing on his hands, to fix him.
Let him rest now, the minister says.  Let this be,
Repeating himself to four brothers, five sisters,
All of them my neighbors until they grew and left.
Let us pray.  Let us manage what we need to say.
Let this house with its three hand-made additions be
Large enough for the one day of necessity.
Let evening empty each room to ceremony
Chosen by the remaining nine.  Let the awful,
F...Read more of this...

by Chaucer, Geoffrey
...k to herself."

32. "Clum," like "mum," a note of silence; but otherwise
explained as the humming sound made in repeating prayers;
from the Anglo-Saxon, "clumian," to mutter, speak in an under-
tone, keep silence.

33. Curfew-time: Eight in the evening, when, by the law of
William the Conqueror, all people were, on ringing of a bell, to
extinguish fire and candle, and go to rest; hence the word
curfew, from French, "couvre-feu," cover-fire.

34. Absolo...Read more of this...

by Poe, Edgar Allan
...rilled me¡ªfilled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; 
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating 15 
"'T is some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door, 
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door: 
This it is and nothing more." 

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, 
"Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; 20 
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapp...Read more of this...

by Gregory, Rg
...lly
tore at her skirt
ripped other clothes apart
began kissing her fervently on her agenda
te amo te amo te amo te amo
(repeating it as though
it was the finest latin phrase he'd learned by heart)
crying abasing himself to her most wanted gender

she more dazed than hurt
clutching the virgin fragments of her skirt
a simpering victim in the rising clamour
old people now outraged beyond controlling
through the swing doors pushing tumbling rolling
armed with saucepans pokers kni...Read more of this...

by Walcott, Derek
...urrection, they want the dead back,
so I smile to myself as the bow rope untied
and the Flight swing seaward:"Is no use repeating
that the sea have more fish. I ain't want her
dressed in the sexless light of a seraph,
I want those round brown eyes like a marmoset, and
till the day when I can lean back and laugh,
those claws that tickled my back on sweating
Sunday afternoons, like a crab on wet sand."

As I worked, watching the rotting waves come
past the bow that scis...Read more of this...

by Miller, Alice Duer
...lumb 
In the moment of meeting, 
Not guessing a day would come 
When your heart would ache to hear 
Other men's tongues repeating 
Those same light phrases that jest and jeer 
At a friend now grown so dear— so dear.
Strange to remember long ago
When a friend was almost a foe.

XVIII 
I saw the house with its oaken stair, 
And the Tudor Rose on the newel post, 
The panelled upper gallery where 
They told me you heard the family ghost— 
'A gentle unhappy ghost who sighs...Read more of this...

by Harrison, Tony
...coal-creating forces
that hew the body's seams to get the soul.
Will earth run out of her 'diurnal courses'
before repeating her creation of black coal?

If, having come this far, somebody reads
these verses, and he/she wants to understand,
face this grave on Beeston Hill, your back to Leeds,
and read the chiselled epitaph I've planned:

Beneath your feet's a poet, then a pit.
Poetry supporter, if you're here to find
How poems can grow from (beat you to it!) ****
fin...Read more of this...

by Gibran, Kahlil
...y is naught but an eternal inferno." 

He gathered himself wearily and walked slowly toward the palace, sighing and repeating, "Is this what people call wealth? Is this the god I am serving and worshipping? Is this what I seek of the earth? Why can I not trade it for one particle of contentment? Who would sell me one beautiful thought for a ton of gold? Who would give me one moment of love for a handful of gems? Who would grant me an eye that can see others' hearts, and t...Read more of this...

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