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Famous Showery Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Heaney, Seamus
...of the eyes
And a discreet dumb-show
Of pulling off the top;
At closing time would go
In waders and peaked cap
Into the showery dark,
A dole-kept breadwinner
But a natural for work.
I loved his whole manner,
Sure-footed but too sly,
His deadpan sidling tact,
His fisherman's quick eye
And turned observant back.

To him, my other life.
Sometimes on the high stool,
Too busy with his knife
At a tobacco plug
And not meeting my eye,
In the pause after a...Read more of this...

by Dyke, Henry Van
...'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 the bow of sound.

Red as the dawn the trumpet rings,
Imperial purple from the trombone flows,
The mellow horn melts into evening rose.
Blue as the sky...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
Over their heads a crystal firmament, 
Whereon a sapphire throne, inlaid with pure 
Amber, and colours of the showery arch. 
He, in celestial panoply all armed 
Of radiant Urim, work divinely wrought, 
Ascended; at his right hand Victory 
Sat eagle-winged; beside him hung his bow 
And quiver with three-bolted thunder stored; 
And from about him fierce effusion rolled 
Of smoke, and bickering flame, and sparkles dire: 
Attended with ten thousand thousand Saints, ...Read more of this...

by Watts, Isaac
...dries the rivers from the land.

His word can raise the springs again,
And make the withered mountains green;
Send showery blessings from the skies,
And harvests in the desert rise.

[Where nothing dwelt but beasts of prey,
Or men as fierce and wild as they,
He bids th' oppressed and poor repair,
And builds them towns and cities there.

They sow the fields, and trees they plant,
Whose yearly fruit supplies their want;
Their race grows up from fruitful stocks,
The...Read more of this...

by Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
Walking the fenceless fields of air;
And from each ample fold
Of the clouds about him rolled
Scattering everywhere
The showery rain,
As the farmer scatters his grain.

He can behold
Things manifold
That have not yet been wholly told,--
Have not been wholly sung nor said.
For his thought, that never stops,
Follows the water-drops
Down to the graves of the dead,
Down through chasms and gulfs profound,
To the dreary fountain-head
Of lakes and rivers under ground;
And se...Read more of this...

by Petrarch, Francesco
...y,Piercing some cloud that would its light impair;Ne'er tinged some showery arch the humid air,With variegated lustre half so gay,As when, sweet-smiling my fond heart away,All-beauteous shone my captivating fair;For charms what mortal can with her compare!But truth, impartial truth! much more migh...Read more of this...

by Arnold, Matthew
...cries our guide; and higher
Mounts up the stony forest-way.
At last the encircling trees retire;
Look! through the showery twilight grey
What pointed roofs are these advance?--
A palace of the Kings of France? 

Approach, for what we seek is here!
Alight, and sparely sup, and wait
For rest in this outbuilding near;
Then cross the sward and reach that gate.
Knock; pass the wicket! Thou art come
To the Carthusians' world-famed home. 

The silent courts, where night...Read more of this...

by Hugo, Victor in the bay imbibe the purpling stain, 
 The while the lava in profusion wide 
 Flings o'er the mountain's neck its showery locks untied. 
 It comes—it comes! that lava deep and rich, 
 That dower which fertilizes fields and fills 
 New moles upon the waters, bay and beach. 
 Broad sea and clustered isles, one terror thrills 
 As roll the red inexorable rills; 
 While Naples trembles in her palaces, 
 More helpless than the leaves when tempests shake the trees. ...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...he inner land: far off, three mountain-tops,
Three silent pinnacles of aged snow,
Stood sunset-flush'd: and, dew'd with showery drops, 
Up-clomb the shadowy pine above the woven copse. 

The charmed sunset linger'd low adown
In the red West: thro' mountain clefts the dale
Was seen far inland, and the yellow down
Border'd with palm, and many a winding vale
And meadow, set with slender galingale;
A land where all things always seem'd the same!
And round about the keel with ...Read more of this...

by Lawrence, D. H.
Showing the rocking darkness now a-reel. 

And out of the invisible, streams of bright blue drops
Rain from the showery heavens, and bright blue crops
Surge from the under-dark to their ladder-tops.

And all the manifold blue and joyous eyes,
The rainbow arching over in the skies, 
New sparks of wonder opening in surprise. 

All these pure things come foam and spray of the sea 
Of Darkness abundant, which shaken mysteriously, 
Breaks into dazzle of living, as ...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...l of the tale 
Had touched her; and she sat, she plucked the grass, 
She flung it from her, thinking: last, she fixt 
A showery glance upon her aunt, and said, 
'You--tell us what we are' who might have told, 
For she was crammed with theories out of books, 
But that there rose a shout: the gates were closed 
At sunset, and the crowd were swarming now, 
To take their leave, about the garden rails. 

So I and some went out to these: we climbed 
The slope to Vivian-place, a...Read more of this...

by Hugo, Victor
...n delight; 
 In her indolent coquetting 
 Quite forgetting 
 How the hours wing their flight. 
 As she lists the showery tinkling 
 Of the sprinkling 
 By her wanton curvets made; 
 Never pauses she to think 
 Of the brink 
 Where her wrapper white is laid. 
 To the harvest-fields the while, 
 In long file, 
 Speed her sisters' lively band, 
 Like a flock of birds in flight 
 Streaming light, 
 Dancing onward hand in hand. 
 And they're singing, every...Read more of this...

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