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Famous Scenting Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Hugo, Victor
...rth, where horrid murder waves 
 Over the broken cross her impure wings, 
 And regicides go down among the graves, 
 Scenting the blood of kings." 
 
 He cries: "Then have I finished my long life? 
 Are all its evils over, all its strife, 
 And will no cruel jailer evermore 
 Wake me to pain, this blissful vision o'er? 
 Is it no dream that nothing else remains 
 Of all my torments but this answered cry, 
 And have I had, O God, amid my chains, 
 The happiness to ...Read more of this...



by Kipling, Rudyard
...age my life began;
Well I know the worth of Man.
By the Broken Lock that freed--
Man-cub, ware the Man-cub's breed!
Scenting-dew or starlight pale,
Choose no tangled tree-cat trail.
Pack or council, hunt or den,
Cry no truce with Jackal-Men.
Feed them silence when they say:
"Come with us an easy way."
Feed them silence when they seek
Help of thine to hurt the weak.


Make no bandar's boast of skill;
Hold thy peace above the kill.
Let nor call nor song ...Read more of this...

by Stevens, Wallace
...55 So evenings die, in their green going, 
56 A wave, interminably flowing. 
57 So gardens die, their meek breath scenting 
58 The cowl of winter, done repenting. 
59 So maidens die, to the auroral 
60 Celebration of a maiden's choral. 

61 Susanna's music touched the bawdy strings 
62 Of those white elders; but, escaping, 
63 Left only Death's ironic scraping. 
64 Now, in its immortality, it plays 
65 On the clear viol of her memory, 
66 And makes...Read more of this...

by Nowlan, Alden
...d pasture.

Too tired to turn or, perhaps, aware
there was no place left to go, he stood with the cattle.
They, scenting the musk of death, seeing his great head 
like the ritual mask of a blood god, moved to the other end 
of the field, and waited.

The neighbours heard of it, and by afternoon 
cars lined the road. The children teased him
with alder switches and he gazed at them 
like an old, tolerant collie. The woman asked 
if he could have escaped from...Read more of this...

by Stevens, Wallace
...d lops of green, 
139 So intertwined with serpent-kin encoiled 
140 Among the purple tufts, the scarlet crowns, 
141 Scenting the jungle in their refuges, 
142 So streaked with yellow, blue and green and red 
143 In beak and bud and fruity gobbet-skins, 
144 That earth was like a jostling festival 
145 Of seeds grown fat, too juicily opulent, 
146 Expanding in the gold's maternal warmth. 
147 So much for that. The affectionate emigrant found 
148 A new reali...Read more of this...



by Sassoon, Siegfried
...de 
The lumbering brute that’s beat in half a mile, 
And blunders into every blind old ditch. 
Hell was the coldest scenting land I’ve known,
And both my whips were always lost, and hounds 
Would never get their heads down; and a man 
On a great yawing chestnut trying to cast ’em 
While I was in a corner pounded by 
The ugliest hog-backed stile you’ve clapped your eyes on.
There was an iron-spiked fence round all the coverts, 
And civil-spoken keepers I couldn’t trust...Read more of this...

by Kipling, Rudyard
...sperides!
  (Foul weather!)
Though we know their voyage is vain, yet we see our path again
 In the saffroned bridesails scenting all the seas!
  (Foul weather!)...Read more of this...

by Larkin, Philip
...The widest prairies have electric fences, 
For though old cattle know they must not stray 
Young steers are always scenting purer water 
Not here but anywhere. Beyond the wires 

Leads them to blunder up against the wires
Whose muscle-shredding violence gives no quarter.
Young steers become old cattle from that day, 
Electric limits to their widest senses....Read more of this...

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