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Famous Skylark Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Blake, William
...on the road
Calls to heaven for human blood.
Each outcry of the hunted hare
A fibre from the brain does tear.
A skylark wounded in the wing,
A cherubim does cease to sing.
The game-cock clipped and armed for fight
Does the rising sun affright.
Every wolf's and lion's howl
Raises from hell a human soul.
The wild deer wandering here and there
Keeps the human soul from care.
The lamb misused breeds public strife,
And yet forgives the butcher's knife.
...Read More

by Gibran, Kahlil

People of Orphalese, you can muffle the drum, and you can loosen the strings of the lyre, but who shall command the skylark not to sing?...Read More

by Meredith, George
..., dark eye-lashed twilight,
Low-lidded twilight, o'er the valley's brim,
Rounding on thy breast sings the dew-delighted skylark,
Clear as though the dewdrops had their voice in him.
Hidden where the rose-flush drinks the rayless planet,
Fountain-full he pours the spraying fountain-showers.
Let me hear her laughter, I would have her ever
Cool as dew in twilight, the lark above the flowers.

All the girls are out with their baskets for the primrose;
Up lanes, woods ...Read More

by Basho, Matsuo
attached to nothing,
 the skylark singing....Read More

by Duncan, Robert
...t, and her riding 
to the great falcon hunt, and me
flying up to the curb of my heart from her heart 
to bring down the skylark from the blue to her feet, 
straining, and then released for the flight.

My mother would be a falconress, 
and I her gerfalcon raised at her will, 
from her wrist sent flying, as if I were her own 
pride, as if her pride
knew no limits, as if her mind 
sought in me flight beyond the horizon.

Ah, but high, high in the air I flew. 
And fa...Read More

by Gray, Thomas
...ic dance,
Frisking ply their feeble feet;
Forgetful of their wintry trance
The birds his presence greet:
But chief, the skylark warbles high
His trembling thrilling ecstasy;
And, lessening from the dazzled sight,
Melts into air and liquid light.

Yesterday the sullen year
Saw the snowy whirlwind fly;
Mute was the music of the air,
The herd stood drooping by:
Their raptures now that wildly flow
No yesterday nor morrow know;
'Tis Man alone that joy descries
With forward and...Read More

by Hardy, Thomas
...Somewhere afield here something lies 
In Earth's oblivious eyeless trust 
That moved a poet to prophecies - 
A pinch of unseen, unguarded dust 

The dust of the lark that Shelley heard, 
And made immortal through times to be; - 
Though it only lived like another bird, 
And knew not its immortality. 

Lived its meek life; then, one day, fell - 
A little...Read More

by Paterson, Andrew Barton
...d it grows 
When the sun sinks late in the West; 
And the breeze sweeps over the rippling rows 
Where the quail and the skylark nest. 
Mountain or river or shining star, 
There’s never a sight can beat— 
Away to the sky-line stretching far— 
A sea of the ripening Wheat. 

When the burning harvest sun sinks low, 
And the shadows stretch on the plain, 
The roaring strippers come and go 
Like ships on a sea of grain; 
Till the lurching, groaning waggons bear 
Their tale ...Read More

by Stevenson, Robert Louis
...) barrows
Sings my heart aloud -
To the silver-bellied cloud,
To the silver rainy arrows.

It bears the song of the skylark down,
And it hears the singing of the town;
And youth on the highways
And lovers in byways
Follows and sees:
And hearkens the song of the leas
And sings the songs of the highways.

So when the earth is alive with gods,
And the lusty ploughman breaks the sod,
And the grass sings in the meadows,
And the flowers smile in the shadows,
Sits my heart a...Read More

by Hopkins, Gerard Manley
...As a dare-gale skylark scanted in a dull cage
 Man's mounting spirit in his bone-house, mean house, dwells—
 That bird beyond the remembering his free fells;
This in drudgery, day-labouring-out life's age. 
Though aloft on turf or perch or poor low stage,
 Both sing sometímes the sweetest, sweetest spells,
 Yet both droop deadly sómetimes in their cells
Or wring their ...Read More

by Clarke, Austin

Brightness was drenching through the branches
When she wandered again,
Turning sliver out of dark grasses
Where the skylark had lain,
And her voice coming softly over the meadow
Was the mist becoming rain....Read More

by Kipling, Rudyard
...But not their hearts that roam!
We learned from our wistful mothers
 To call old England "home";
We read of the English skylark,
 Of the spring in the English lanes,
But we screamed with the painted lories
 As we rode on the dusty plains!

They passed with their old-world legends --
 Their tales of wrong and dearth --
Our fathers held by purchase,
 But we by the right of birth;
Our heart's where they rocked our cradle,
 Our love where we spent our toil,
And our faith and our ...Read More

by Hopkins, Gerard Manley
...On ear and ear two noises too old to end
 Trench—right, the tide that ramps against the shore;
 With a flood or a fall, low lull-off or all roar,
Frequenting there while moon shall wear and wend. 
Left hand, off land, I hear the lark ascend,
 His rash-fresh re-winded new-skeinèd score
 In crisps of curl off wild winch whirl, and pour
And pelt music, ti...Read More

by Hopkins, Gerard Manley
Round a ring, around a ring 
And while I sail (must listen) I sing
. . . . . . . .
The skylark is my cousin and he 
Is known to men more than me
. . . . . . . . 
…when the cry within 
Says Go on then I go on 
Till the longing is less and the good gone

But down drop, if it says Stop, 
To the all-a-leaf of the tr?etop 
And after that off the bough
. . . . . . . . 
I ?m so v?ry, O s...Read More

by Blake, William
...A Robin Redbreast in a cage,
Puts all Heaven in a rage. 

A skylark wounded on the wing
Doth make a cherub cease to sing. 

He who shall hurt the little wren
Shall never be beloved by men....Read More

by Keats, John
...As late I rambled in the happy fields,
What time the skylark shakes the tremulous dew
From his lush clover covert;—when anew
Adventurous knights take up their dinted shields;
I saw the sweetest flower wild nature yields,
A fresh-blown musk-rose; 'twas the first that threw
Its sweets upon the summer: graceful it grew
As is the wand that Queen Titania wields.
And, as I feasted on its fragrancy,
I thought the...Read More

by Shelley, Percy Bysshe
...HAIL to thee, blithe spirit! 
Bird thou never wert, 
That from heaven, or near it, 
Pourest thy full heart 
In profuse strains of unpremeditated art.

Higher still and higher 
From the earth thou springest, 
Like a cloud of fire 
The blue deep thou wingest, 
And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.

In the golden lightning 
Of the...Read More

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