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Famous Seville Poems by Famous Poets

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by Hugo, Victor
 Nowhere a statelier abbey rears 
 Dome huger o'er a shrine, 
 Though seek ye from old Rome itself 
 To even Seville fine. 
 Here countless pilgrims come to pray 
 And promenade the Mall,— 
 Away, ye merry maids, etc. 
 Where glide the girls more joyfully 
 Than ours who dance at dusk, 
 With roses white upon their brows, 
 With waists that scorn the busk? 
 Mantillas elsewhere hide dull eyes— 
 Compared with these, how small! 
 Away, ye merry maids, e...Read More

by Trumbull, John
...oon as by a Cæsar.
Yet did our hero in these days
Pick up some laurel wreaths of praise.
And as the statuary of Seville
Made his crackt saint an exc'llent devil;
So though our war small triumph brings,
We gain'd great fame in other things.

"Did not our troops show great discerning,
And skill your various arts in learning?
Outwent they not each native noodle
By far, in playing Yankee-doodle,
Which as 'twas your New-England tune,
'Twas marvellous they took so soon...Read More

by Whitman, Walt
...ian! Saxon! Wallachian! Bulgarian! 
You citizen of Prague! Roman! Neapolitan! Greek! 
You lithe matador in the arena at Seville! 
You mountaineer living lawlessly on the Taurus or Caucasus!
You Bokh horse-herd, watching your mares and stallions feeding! 
You beautiful-bodied Persian, at full speed in the saddle, shooting arrows to the mark! 
You Chinaman and Chinawoman of China! you Tartar of Tartary! 
You women of the earth subordinated at your tasks! 
You Jew journeying in ...Read More

by Hugo, Victor
...My lucky mates for that were made 
 Grandees of Old Castile, 
 And maids of honor went to wed, 
 Somewhere in sweet Seville; 
 Not they for me were fair enough, 
 And so his Majesty 
 Declared his daughter—'tis no scoff! 
 My beauteous bride should be. 
 "A royal daughter!" think of that! 
 But I would never one. 
 I have a lass (I said it pat) 
 Who's not been bred like nun— 
 But, merry maid with eagle eye, 
 It's proud she smiles and bright, 
 And sing...Read More

by Service, Robert William
...My Pa and Ma their honeymoon
Passed in an Andulasian June,
And though produced in Drury Lane,
I must have been conceived in Spain.
Now having lapsed from fair estate,
A coster's is my sorry fate;
Yet on my barrow lo! I wheel
The golden harvest of Saville.

"Sweet Spanish oranges!" I cry.
Ah! People deem not as they buy,
That in a dream a steel ...Read More

by Service, Robert William
...The Men of Seville are, they say,
The laziest of Spain.
Consummate artists in delay,
Allergical to strain;
Fr if you have a job for them,
And beg them to be spry,
They only look at you with phlegm:
"Mañana," they reply.

The Men of gay Madrid, I'm told,
Siesta's law revere;
The custom is so ages old,
And to tradition dear;
So if you want a job done soon,
And sh...Read More

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...the time this sun be set.' 
And Sir Richard said again: 'We be all good English men. 
Let us bang these dogs of Seville, the children of the devil, 
For I never turned my back upon Don or devil yet.' 

Sir Richard spoke and he laughed, and we roared a hurrah, and so 
The little Revenge ran on sheer into the heart of the foe, 
With her hundred fighters on deck, and her ninety sick below; 
For half of their fleet to the right and half to the left were seen, 
And the...Read More

by Seeger, Alan
...bleak divides, 
Where Sleep grew niggardly for nipping cold 
That twinged blue lips into a mouthed curse, 
Not back to Seville and its sunny plains 
Winged their brief-biding dreams, but once again, 
Lords of a palace in Tenochtitlan, 
They guarded Montezuma's treasure-hoard. 
Gold, like some finny harvest of the sea, 
Poured out knee deep around the rifted floors, 
Shiny and sparkling, -- arms and crowns and rings: 
Gold, sweet to toy with as beloved hair, -- 
To plunge...Read More

by Seeger, Alan
...had set his bounds to show 
That there Man's foot shall pause, and further none shall go. 
Borne with the gale past Seville on the right, 
And on the left now swept by Ceuta's site, 
`Brothers,' I cried, `that into the far West 
Through perils numberless are now addressed, 
In this brief respite that our mortal sense 
Yet hath, shrink not from new experience; 
But sailing still against the setting sun, 
Seek we new worlds where Man has never won 
Before us. Ponder you...Read More

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