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Famous Snort Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Paterson, Andrew Barton
...near. 

Out of his lair in the lignum dark. 
Where the wild duck nests and the bilbie digs, 
With a whoof and a snort and a kind of bark 
There rose the father of all the pigs: 
And a tiger would have walked wide of him 
As he stropped his tusks on a leaning limb. 

Then the new chum's three-nought-three gave tongue 
Like a popgun fired in an opera bouffe: 
But a pig that was old when the world was young 
Is near as possible bullet-proof. 
(The more you shoot ...Read more of this...



by Paterson, Andrew Barton
...und about 
And dance in a wild fantastic rout 
Like flying haystacks across the plain. 

And the horses shudder and snort and shift 
As the bounding mass of weeds goes past, 
But the emus never their heads uplift 
As they look for roots in the sandy drift, 
For the emus know it from first to last. 

Now, the boss's dog that had come from town 
Was strange to the wild and woolly west, 
And he thought he would earn him some great renown 
When he saw, on the wastes of th...Read more of this...

by Nash, Ogden
...y fever's hot and scaly grip; 
By those two red redundant eyes 
That weep like woeful April skies; 
By racking snuffle, snort, and sniff; 
By handkerchief after handkerchief; 
This cold you wave away as naught 
Is the damnedest cold man ever caught! 

Give ear, you scientific fossil! 
Here is the genuine Cold Colossal; 
The Cold of which researchers dream, 
The Perfect Cold, the Cold Supreme. 
This honored system humbly holds 
The Super-cold to end all colds; 
The Cold Cr...Read more of this...

by Guillen, Rafael
...nd any other light than the well
of Quich; blind; drowning in itself.
Picking berries, the guanacos
hope only for a snort to free them
from the cafetal.

Through the humid shade beneath
the giant ceibas, Indian women
in all colors crawl like ants, one
behind the other, with the load balanced
on a waking sleep. They don't exist. They've never been born
and still they are dying daily, rubbed raw,
turned to wet earth with the plantation,
hunkered for days in the ...Read more of this...

by Keats, John
...close, to brood and sulk
Against an endless storm. Moreover too,
Fish-semblances, of green and azure hue,
Ready to snort their streams. In this cool wonder
Endymion sat down, and 'gan to ponder
On all his life: his youth, up to the day
When 'mid acclaim, and feasts, and garlands gay,
He stept upon his shepherd throne: the look
Of his white palace in wild forest nook,
And all the revels he had lorded there:
Each tender maiden whom he once thought fair,
With every frie...Read more of this...



by Keats, John
...nt's arm I'll be,
That writhes about the roots of Sicily:
To northern seas I'll in a twinkling sail,
And mount upon the snortings of a whale
To some black cloud; thence down I'll madly sweep
On forked lightning, to the deepest deep,
Where through some sucking pool I will be hurl'd
With rapture to the other side of the world!
O, I am full of gladness! Sisters three,
I bow full hearted to your old decree!
Yes, every god be thank'd, and power benign,
For I no more shall wither, ...Read more of this...

by Lowell, Amy
...oldiers march to battle,
Trumpets flare and snare-drums rattle.
Bayonets flash, and sabres glance --
How the horses snort and prance!
Cannon drawn up in a line
Glitter in the dizzy shine
Of the morning sunlight. Flags
Ripple colours in great jags.
Red blows out, then blue, then green,
Then all three -- a weaving sheen
Of prismed patriotism. March
Tommy's soldiers, stiff and starch,
Boldly stepping to the rattle
Of the drums, they go to battle.

Tommy lies ...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...was wild,
Wild as the wild deer, and untaught,
With spur and bridle undefiled -
'Twas but a day he had been caught;
And snorting, with erected mane,
And struggling fiercely, but in vain,
In the full foam of wrath and dread
To me the desert-born was led:
They bound me on, that menial throng,
Upon his back with many a thong;
They loosed him with a sudden lash -
Away! - away! - and on we dash! -
Torrents less rapid and less rash.


X

'Away! - away! - my breath was gone -
I ...Read more of this...

by Lowell, Amy
...Cut brutally into a sky
Of leaden heaviness, and crags
Of houses lift their masonry
Ugly and foul, and chimneys lie
And snort, outlined against the gray
Of lowhung cloud. I hear the sigh
The goaded city gives, not day
Nor night can ease her heart, her anguished labours stay.
Below, straight streets, monotonous,
From north and south, from east and west,
Stretch glittering; and luminous
Above, one tower tops the rest
And holds aloft man's constant quest:
Time! Joyless e...Read more of this...

by Brautigan, Richard
...led a pint of port

wine out of his pocket and said wouldn't you know."

 "No thanks," I said.

 He took a good snort and then shook his head, side to side,

and said, "Do you know what this creek reminds me of?"

"No," I said, tying a gray and yellow fly onto my leader.

"It reminds me of Evageline's vagina, a constant dream

of my childhood and promoter of my youth."

"That's nice," I said.

"Longfellow was the Henry Miller of my childhood," he

said.Read more of this...

by Browning, Elizabeth Barrett
...As if a shipwrecked Pagan, safe in port,
His guardian sea-god to commemorate,
Should set a sculptured porpoise, gills a-snort
And vibrant tail, within the temple-gate....Read more of this...

by Arnold, Matthew
...atues, overpeer
The sunny waste.
They see the ferry
On the broad, clay-laden
Lone Chorasmian stream;--thereon,
With snort and strain,
Two horses, strongly swimming, tow
The ferry-boat, with woven ropes
To either bow
Firm harness'd by the mane; a chief
With shout and shaken spear,
Stands at the prow, and guides them; but astern
The cowering merchants, in long robes,
Sit pale beside their wealth
Of silk-bales and of balsam-drops,
Of gold and ivory,
Of turquoise-earth and am...Read more of this...

by Service, Robert William
...struck up the newest hit,
He smiled a smile behind his hand, and chuckled: "Wait a bit."
And so with many a Celtic snort, with malice in his eye,
He watched the merry crowd cavort, till supper time drew nigh.
Then gleefully he seemed to steal, and sought the Nugget Bar,
Wherein there sat a tartaned chiel, as lonely as a star;
A huge and hairy Highlandman as hearty as a breeze,
A glass of whisky in his hand, his bag-pipes on his knees.
"Drink down your doch and do...Read more of this...

by Paterson, Andrew Barton
...ip comes faint and far, 
A rattle of hoofs, and here they are, 
In all their tameless pride. 
The fleet wild horses snort and fear, 
And wheel and break as the yard draws near. 
Now, Jim the Ringer, ride! 
Wheel 'em! wheel 'em! Whoa back there, whoa! 
And the foam flakes fly like the driven snow, 
As under the whip the horses go 
Adown the mountain side. 
And Jim, hands down, and teeth firm set, 
On a horse that never has failed him yet, 
Is after them down the ra...Read more of this...

by Paterson, Andrew Barton
...never a chance to shirk it! 

The thought of the horror he felt beguiles 
The heart of this grizzled rover! 
He gave a snort you could hear for miles, 
And a spring would have cleared the Channel Isles, 
And carried me safely over! 

Then we neared the scrub, and I pulled him back 
In the shade where the gum-leaves quiver: 
And I waited there in the shadows black 
While the rest of the horses, round the track, 
Went on like a rushing river! 

At the second round, as the fiel...Read more of this...

by Lanier, Sidney
...de stream!
Jes' now he squealed down dar; -- hush; dat's a mighty weakly scream!
Yas, sir, he's gone, he's gone; -- he snort way off, like in a dream!

O glory hallelujah to de Lord dat reigns on high!
De Debble's fai'ly skeered to def, he done gone flyin' by;
I know'd he couldn' stand dat pra'r, I felt my Marster nigh!

You, Dinah; ain't you 'shamed, now, dat you didn' trust to grace?
I heerd you thrashin' th'u' de bushes when he showed his face!
You fool, you think de Debb...Read more of this...

by Field, Eugene
...own by the crossing at Bumpville;
You'd better look out for that treacherous brute
Bearing you off to Bumpville!
With a snort she rears up on her hindermost heels,
And executes jigs and Virginia reels -
Words fail to explain how embarrassed one feels
Dancing so wildly to Bumpville!

It's bumpytybump and it's jiggytyjog,
Journeying on to Bumpville
It's over the hilltop and down through the bog
You ride on your way to Bumpville;
It's rattletybang over boulder and stump,
There a...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...fellows on foot, in a fiery mass, 
Bloodstain the breach through which they pass. 
The steeds are all bridled, and snort to the rein; 
Curved is each neck, and flowing each main; 
White is the foam of their champ on the bit: 
The spears are uplifted; the matches are lit; 
The cannon are pointed, and ready to roar, 
And crush the wall they have crumbled before: 
Forms in his phalanx each Janizar; 
Alp at their head; his right arm is bare, 
So is the blade of his scimitar;...Read more of this...

by Arnold, Matthew
...e sunny waste. 

181 They see the ferry
182 On the broad, clay-laden
183 Lone Chorasmian stream;--thereon,
184 With snort and strain,
185 Two horses, strongly swimming, tow
186 The ferry-boat, with woven ropes
187 To either bow
188 Firm harness'd by the mane; a chief
189 With shout and shaken spear,
190 Stands at the prow, and guides them; but astern
191 The cowering merchants, in long robes,
192 Sit pale beside their wealth
193 Of silk-bales and of balsam-drops,
194 Of g...Read more of this...

by Frost, Robert
...hed and passed unscared along the wall.
'This, then, is all. What more is there to ask?'
But no, not yet. A snort to bid them wait.
A buck from round the spruce stood looking at them
Across the wall as near the wall as they.
This was an antlered buck of lusty nostril,
Not the same doe come back into her place.
He viewed them quizzically with jerks of head,
As if to ask, 'Why don't you make some motion?
Or give some sign of life? Because you can't.
...Read more of this...

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