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Famous Six Poems by Famous Poets

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by Crowley, Aleister
..."Aug." 10, 1911.

Full moon to-night; and six and twenty years
Since my full moon first broke from angel spheres!
A year of infinite love unwearying ---
No circling seasons, but perennial spring!
A year of triumph trampling through defeat,
The first made holy and the last made sweet
By this same love; a year of wealth and woe,
Joy, poverty, health, sickness --- all one glow
In the pure light that fi...Read more of this...



by Hugo, Victor
...et's throw and fate decide—ere time escape." 
 Then rolled the dice. 
 
 "'Tis four." 
 
 'Twas Joss to throw. 
 "Six!—and I neatly win, you see; and lo! 
 At bottom of this box I've found Lusace, 
 And henceforth my orchestra will have place; 
 To it they'll dance. Taxes I'll raise, and they 
 In dread of rope and forfeit well will pay; 
 Brass trumpet-calls shall be my flutes that lead, 
 Where gibbets rise the imposts grow and spread." 
 
 Said Zeno, "I've th...Read more of this...

by Sexton, Anne
...ands you a candy wrapper, 
you take it to the book binder. 
Pocketa-pocketa. 

Once upon a time Ms. Dog was sixty-six. 
She had white hair and wrinkles deep as splinters. 
her portrait was nailed up like Christ 
and she said of it: 
That's when I was forty-two, 
down in Rockport with a hat on for the sun, 
and Barbara drew a line drawing. 
We were, at that moment, drinking vodka 
and ginger beer and there was a chill in the air, 
although it was July, ...Read more of this...

by Keats, John
...g slow way, with head and neck convuls'd
From over-strained might. Releas'd, he fled
To the eastern gates, and full six dewy hours
Before the dawn in season due should blush,
He breath'd fierce breath against the sleepy portals,
Clear'd them of heavy vapours, burst them wide
Suddenly on the ocean's chilly streams.
The planet orb of fire, whereon he rode
Each day from east to west the heavens through,
Spun round in sable curtaining of clouds;
Not therefore veiled quite...Read more of this...

by Alighieri, Dante
...lf ), my guide 
 Conversed, until they turned with grace to greet 
 Me also, and my Master smiled to see 
 They made me sixth and equal. Side by side 
 We paced toward the widening light, and spake 
 Such things as well were spoken there, and here 
 Were something less than silence. 
 Strong and wide 
 Before us rose a castled height, beset 
 With sevenfold-circling walls, unscalable, 
 And girdled with a rivulet round, but yet 
 We passed thereover, and the water cle...Read more of this...



by Moore, Marianne
...mythological monster
in that Persian miniature of emerald mines,
raw silk -- ivory white, snow white,
oyster white and six others --
that paddock full of leopards and giraffes --
long lemonyellow bodies
sown with trapezoids of blue.
Alive with words,
vibrating like a cymbal
touched before it has been struck,
he has prophesied correctly --
the industrious waterfall,
"the speedy stream
which violently bears all before it,
at one time silent as the air
and now as powerful a...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...s he flies. 
At once on the eastern cliff of Paradise 
He lights, and to his proper shape returns 
A Seraph winged: Six wings he wore, to shade 
His lineaments divine; the pair that clad 
Each shoulder broad, came mantling o'er his breast 
With regal ornament; the middle pair 
Girt like a starry zone his waist, and round 
Skirted his loins and thighs with downy gold 
And colours dipt in Heaven; the third his feet 
Shadowed from either heel with feathered mail, 
Sky-tinctu...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...range: 
To me shall be the glory sole among 
The infernal Powers, in one day to have marred 
What he, Almighty styled, six nights and days 
Continued making; and who knows how long 
Before had been contriving? though perhaps 
Not longer than since I, in one night, freed 
From servitude inglorious well nigh half 
The angelick name, and thinner left the throng 
Of his adorers: He, to be avenged, 
And to repair his numbers thus impaired, 
Whether such virtue spent of old now fa...Read more of this...

by Frost, Robert
...against the window caught his eye.
‘Hey, that’s a pretty thought’—those were his words.
‘So you can think it’s six feet deep outside,
While you sit warm and read up balanced rations.
You can’t get too much winter in the winter.’
Those were his words. And he went home and all
But banked the daylight out of Avery’s windows.
Now you and I would go to no such length.
At the same time you can’t deny it makes
It not a mite worse, sitting here, we three,...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
..., 
The echoes resounding through the vacant building; 
The huge store-house carried up in the city, well under way,
The six framing-men, two in the middle, and two at each end, carefully bearing on their
 shoulders a
 heavy stick for a cross-beam, 
The crowded line of masons with trowels in their right hands, rapidly laying the long
 side-wall, two
 hundred feet from front to rear, 
The flexible rise and fall of backs, the continual click of the trowels striking the
 bricks, ...Read more of this...

by Chesterton, G K
...en spears went about Eldred,
Like stays about a mast;
But there was sorrow by the sea
For the driving of the last.

Six spears thrust upon Eldred
Were splintered while he laughed;
One spear thrust into Eldred,
Three feet of blade and shaft.

And from the great heart grievously
Came forth the shaft and blade,
And he stood with the face of a dead man,
Stood a little, and swayed--

Then fell, as falls a battle-tower,
On smashed and struggling spears.
Cast down from s...Read more of this...

by Sexton, Anne
...from the ceiling--
as twenty-five years split from my side
like a growth that I sliced off like a melanoma.

It is six P.M. as I water these tiny weeds
and their little half-life,
their numbered days
that raged like a secret radio,
recalling love that I picked up innocently,
yet guiltily,
as my five-year-old daughter
picked gum off the sidewalk
and it became suddenly an elastic miracle.

For me it was love found
like a diamond
where carrots grow--
the glint o...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...ingle messenger, who is always the first bearer of the order for his death, is strangled instead, and sometimes five or six, one after the other, on the same errand, by command of the refractory patient; if, on the contrary, he is weak or loyal, he bows, kisses the Sultan's respectable signature, and is bowstrung with great complacency. In 1810, several of "these presents" were exhibited in the niche of the Seraglio gate: among others, the head of the Pacha of Bagdad, a b...Read more of this...

by Masefield, John
...; 
I know I thought my only friend 
Was that clinked flash at each round's end 
When my two seconds, Ed and Jimmy, 
Had sixty seconds help to gimme. 
But in the ninth, with pain and knocks 
I stopped: I couldn't fight nor box. 
Bill missed his swing, the light was tricky, 
But I went down, and stayed down, dicky. 
"Get up," cried Jim. I said, "I will." 
Then all the gang yelled, "Out him, bill. 
Out him." Bill rushed . . . and Clink, Cl...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
..., 
A man wellnigh a hundred winters old, 
Spake often with her of the Holy Grail, 
A legend handed down through five or six, 
And each of these a hundred winters old, 
From our Lord's time. And when King Arthur made 
His Table Round, and all men's hearts became 
Clean for a season, surely he had thought 
That now the Holy Grail would come again; 
But sin broke out. Ah, Christ, that it would come, 
And heal the world of all their wickedness! 
"O Father!" asked the maid...Read more of this...

by Chaucer, Geoffrey
...wealth be ye,
O noble, prudent folk, as in this case,
Your bagges be not fill'd with *ambes ace,* *two aces*
But with *six-cinque*, that runneth for your chance; *six-five*
At Christenmass well merry may ye dance.

Ye seeke land and sea for your winnings,
As wise folk ye knowen all th' estate
Of regnes*; ye be fathers of tidings, *kingdoms
And tales, both of peace and of debate*: *contention, war
I were right now of tales desolate*, *barren, empty.
But that a merc...Read more of this...

by Blake, William
...________________________________

PLATE 14

The ancient tradition that the world will be consumed in fire
at the end of six thousand years is true. as I have heard from
Hell.
For the cherub with his flaming sword is hereby commanded to 
leave his guard at the tree of life, and when he does, the whole 
creation will be consumed, and appear infinite. and holy whereas
it now appears finite & corrupt.
This will come to pass by an improvement of sensual enjoyment.<...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...yourself you hero if you will.' 

'Take Lilia, then, for heroine' clamoured he, 
'And make her some great Princess, six feet high, 
Grand, epic, homicidal; and be you 
The Prince to win her!' 
'Then follow me, the Prince,' 
I answered, 'each be hero in his turn! 
Seven and yet one, like shadows in a dream.-- 
Heroic seems our Princess as required-- 
But something made to suit with Time and place, 
A Gothic ruin and a Grecian house, 
A talk of college and of ladies' ri...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...the help of his celestial peers, 
To aid him ere he should be quite worn out 
By the increased demand for his remarks: 
Six angels and twelve saints were named his clerks. 

V

This was a handsome board — at least for heaven; 
And yet they had even then enough to do, 
So many conqueror's cars were daily driven, 
So many kingdoms fitted up anew; 
Each day too slew its thousands six or seven, 
Till at the crowning carnage, Waterloo, 
They threw their pens down in divine dis...Read more of this...

by Nash, Ogden
...ings like that the snow is a white blanket
after a winter storm.
Oh it is, is it, all right then, you sleep under a six-inch blanket of
snow and I'll sleep under a half-inch blanket of unpoetical
blanket material and we'll see which one keeps warm,
And after that maybe you'll begin to comprehend dimly
What I mean by too much metaphor and simile....Read more of this...

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