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Famous Snorting Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Kipling, Rudyard
...oices as we snatch the gaskets free.
 And it's blowing up for night,
 And she's dropping Light on Light,
 And she's snorting under bonnets for a breath of open sea,

Wheel, full and by; but she'll smell her road alone to-night.
 Sick she is and harbour-sick -- O sick to clear the land!
Roll down to Brest with the old Red Ensign over us --
 Carry on and thrash her out with all she'll stand!
 Well, ah fare you well, and it's Ushant slams the door on us,
 Whirling like a...Read more of this...



by Justice, Donald
...e master shall arrive to ride him.
Already the animal's nostrils widen with rage or fear.
But if we imagine him snorting, about to rear,
This boy, who should know about such things better than we,
Only stands smiling, passive and ornamental, in a fantastic livery
Of ruffles and puffed breeches,
Watching the artist, apparently, as he sketches.
Meanwhile the petty lord who must have paid
For the artist's trip up from Perugia, for the horse, for the boy, for
everythi...Read more of this...

by Keats, John
...could witness his most kingly hour,
When he doth lighten up the golden reins,
And paces leisurely down amber plains
His snorting four. Now when his chariot last
Its beams against the zodiac-lion cast,
There blossom'd suddenly a magic bed
Of sacred ditamy, and poppies red:
At which I wondered greatly, knowing well
That but one night had wrought this flowery spell;
And, sitting down close by, began to muse
What it might mean. Perhaps, thought I, Morpheus,
In passing her...Read more of this...

by Keats, John
...hine aid?--
There is a sleepy dusk, an odorous shade
From some approaching wonder, and behold
Those winged steeds, with snorting nostrils bold
Snuff at its faint extreme, and seem to tire,
Dying to embers from their native fire!

 There curl'd a purple mist around them; soon,
It seem'd as when around the pale new moon
Sad Zephyr droops the clouds like weeping willow:
'Twas Sleep slow journeying with head on pillow.
For the first time, since he came nigh dead born
From the...Read more of this...

by Schiller, Friedrich von
...nd wings with wit the dull;--
That love which o'er the furrowed land
Bowed--tame beneath young Jason's hand--
The fiery-snorting bull!
Yes, Styx itself, that ninefold flows,
Has love, the fearless, ventured o'er,
And back to daylight borne the bride,
From Pluto's dreary shore!

What marvel then that wind and wave,
Leander doth but burn to brave,
When love, that goads him, guides!
Still when the day, with fainter glimmer,
Wanes pale--he leaps, the daring swimmer,
Amid the dark...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.


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

by McGonagall, William Topaz
...' lives,
Struggling hard with might and main,
Hoping his struggle won't prove in vain. 

So on comes the iron-horse snorting and rumbling,
And the mountain-torrent at the bridge kept roaring and tumbling;
While brave Carl keeps shouting, 'The bridge is down! The bridge is down!'
He cried with a pitiful wail and sound. 

But, thank heaven, the engine-driver sees the red light
That Carl keeps swinging round his head with all his might;
But bang! bang! goes the engine wi...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...ding well of laws.
Woe is me, Alhama!

'There is no law to say such things 
As may disgust the ear of kings:
'Thus, snorting with his choler, said 
The Moorish King, and doom'd him dead.
Woe is me, Alhama!

Moor Alfaqui! Moor Alfaqui! 
Though thy beard so hoary be, 
The King hath sent to have thee seized, 
For Alhama's loss displeased.
Woe is me, Alhama!

And to fix thy head upon 
High Alhambra's loftiest stone; 
That thus for thee should be the law, 
And others t...Read more of this...

by Chesterton, G K
...m the mighty trees,
And the Danes laughed loud and long.




BOOK IV THE WOMAN IN THE FOREST


Thick thunder of the snorting swine,
Enormous in the gloam,
Rending among all roots that cling,
And the wild horses whinnying,
Were the night's noises when the King
Shouldering his harp, went home.

With eyes of owl and feet of fox,
Full of all thoughts he went;
He marked the tilt of the pagan camp,
The paling of pine, the sentries' tramp,
And the one great stolen altar-lamp...Read more of this...

by Lindsay, Vachel
...ll the wide farm-place the person most human.
You spoke out so plainly with squealing and capering,
With whinnying, snorting, contorting and prancing,
As you dodged your pursuers, looking askance,
With Greek-footed figures, and Parthenon paces,
O broncho that would not be broken of dancing.

The grasshoppers cheered. "Keep whirling," they said.
The insolent sparrows called from the shed
"If men will not laugh, make them wish they were dead."
But arch were ...Read more of this...

by Wilde, Oscar
...wanton from the chase, and Dryope
Had thrust aside the branches of her oak
To see the lusty gold-haired lad rein in his snorting yoke.

A moment more, the trees had stooped to kiss
Pale Daphne just awakening from the swoon
Of tremulous laurels, lonely Salmacis
Had bared his barren beauty to the moon,
And through the vale with sad voluptuous smile
Antinous had wandered, the red lotus of the Nile

Down leaning from his black and clustering hair,
To shade those slumberous ey...Read more of this...

by Lowell, Amy
...s away
from the sign-post. An oath -- spurs -- a blurring of 
grey mist.
A quick left twist, and the gelding is snorting and racing
down the Tilbury road with the wind dropping away behind him.
The stake has wrenched, the stake has started, 
the body, flesh from flesh,
has parted. But the bones hold tight, socket and ball, 
and clamping them down
in the hard, black ground is the stake, wedged through ribs and 
spine.
The bones may twist, and heave, and twi...Read more of this...

by Masefield, John
...challenge. 
But 'Spector Drew was sleeping sweet, 
His head upon a charges sheet, 
Under the gas jet flaring full, 
Snorting and snoring like a bull, 
His bull cheeks puffed, his bull lips plowing, 
His ugly yellow front teeth showing. 
Just as we peeped we saw him fumble 
And scratch his head, and shift, and mumble. 
Down in the lane so thick and dark 
The tan-yards stank of bitter bark, 
The curate's pigeons gave a flutter, 
A cart went courting down the gutter,...Read more of this...

by Bradstreet, Anne
...e brave attempts of valiant Knights I prize
3.14 That dare climb Battlements, rear'd to the skies.
3.15 The snorting Horse, the Trumpet, Drum I like,
3.16 The glist'ring Sword, and well advanced Pike.
3.17 I cannot lie in trench before a Town,
3.18 Nor wait til good advice our hopes do crown.
3.19 I scorn the heavy Corslet, Musket-proof;
3.20 I fly to catch the Bullet that's aloof.
3.21 Though thus in field, at home, to all most...Read more of this...

by Schiller, Friedrich von
...he rose,
The plain is sweet-scented with balm.

How high from yon city the smoke-clouds ascend!
Their neighing, and snorting, and bellowing blend
The horses and cattle;
The chariot-wheels rattle,
As down to the valley they take their mad way;
And even the forest where life seems to move,
The eagle, and falcon, and hawk soar above,
And flutter their pinions, in heaven's bright ray.

In search of repose
From my heart-rending woes,
Oh, where shall my sad spirit flee?
The...Read more of this...

by Gregory, Rg
...horse

 good good said the gun
 the dog stayed at his heels

a mammoth buffalo brindled and bristling
a taste for death snorting from its snout
hurtled towards the man - with flecks 
of flesh still hanging from its jaws

 shoot shoot shoot said the gun
 the dog stayed at his heels

the man shot - thrice - and the monster
spun round with the savagest of roars
drenching the landscape in a hot red spray
then fell to earth a gentle brindled cow

 good good good said the gun
 the ...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...ding well of laws.
Woe is me, Alhama!

'There is no law to say such things 
As may disgust the ear of kings:
'Thus, snorting with his choler, said 
The Moorish King, and doom'd him dead.
Woe is me, Alhama!

Moor Alfaqui! Moor Alfaqui! 
Though thy beard so hoary be, 
The King hath sent to have thee seized, 
For Alhama's loss displeased.
Woe is me, Alhama!

And to fix thy head upon 
High Alhambra's loftiest stone; 
That thus for thee should be the law, 
And others t...Read more of this...

by Burgos, Julia de
...ou are a housewife, resigned, submissive,
tied to the prejudices of men; not me;
unbridled, I am a runaway Rocinante
snorting horizons of God's justice.

You in yourself have no say; everyone governs you;
your husband, your parents, your family,
the priest, the dressmaker, the theatre, the dance hall,
the auto, the fine furnishings, the feast, champagne,
heaven and hell, and the social, "what will they say."

Not in me, in me only my heart governs,
only my thought...Read more of this...

by Troupe, Quincy
...ing a flag over
her head, like skip rope, surrounded by all manner
of saints & gold madmen, riding emblazoned stallions
snorting like crazed demons at their nostrils
the music swirling like a dancing bear
a beautiful girl, flowers in her hair

the air woven with lilting voices in this grand place of parepets
& crowns, jewels & golden torches streaming
like a horse's mane, antiquity riding through in a wheel carriage
here, through gargoyles & gothic towers rocketing swordfish ...Read more of this...

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