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Famous So Far Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Poe, Edgar Allan
...ever then
It trembled to the orb of EARTH again.

"Ianthe, dearest, see- how dim that ray!
How lovely 'tis to look so far away!
She seem'd not thus upon that autumn eve
I left her gorgeous halls- nor mourn'd to leave.
That eve- that eve- I should remember well-
The sun-ray dropp'd in Lemnos, with a spell
On th' arabesque carving of a gilded hall
Wherein I sate, and on the draperied wall-
And on my eyelids- O the heavy light!
How drowsily it weigh'd them into night!
O...Read more of this...



by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...ny more malevolence 
Than decent youth, defeated for a day, 
May take to bed with him and kill with sleep. 
So, and so far, my days were going well,
And would have gone so, but for the black tiger 
That many of us fancy is in waiting, 
But waits for most of us in fancy only. 
For me there was no fancy in his coming, 
Though God knows I had never summoned him,
Or thought of him. To this day I’m adrift 
And in the dark, out of all reckoning, 
To find a reason why he...Read more of this...

by Dickinson, Emily
...d—
And then, 'twas brief and low—
I could not bear to live—aloud—
The Racket shamed me so—

And if it had not been so far—
And any one I knew
Were going—I had often thought
How noteless—I could die—

536

The Heart asks Pleasure—first—
And then—Excuse from Pain—
And then—those little Adonynes
That deaden suffering—

And then—to go to sleep—
And then—if it should be
The will of its Inquisitor
The privilege to die—

601

A still—Volcano—Life—
That flick...Read more of this...

by Keats, John
...Saturn, hadst thou felt,
Ye would not call this too indulged tongue
Presumptuous, in thus venturing to be heard."

 So far her voice flow'd on, like timorous brook
That, lingering along a pebbled coast,
Doth fear to meet the sea: but sea it met,
And shudder'd; for the overwhelming voice
Of huge Enceladus swallow'd it in wrath:
The ponderous syllables, like sullen waves
In the half-glutted hollows of reef-rocks,
Came booming thus, while still upon his arm
He lean'd; not ri...Read more of this...

by Alighieri, Dante
...nt in their loss, prevailed 
 So greatly in me, that I may not tell 
 How passed I from them, sense and memory failed 
 So far. 
 But here new torments I discern, 
 And new tormented, wheresoe'er I turn. 
 For sodden around me was the place of bane, 
 The third doomed circle, where the culprits know 
 The cold, unceasing, and relentless rain 
 Pour down without mutation. Heavy with hail, 
 With turbid waters mixed, and cold with snow, 
 It streams from out the dar...Read more of this...



by Byron, George (Lord)
...
Whate'er his view, his favour more obtains 
With these, the people, than his fellow thanes. 
If this were policy, so far 'twas sound, 
The million judged but of him as they found; 
From him by sterner chiefs to exile driven 
They but required a shelter, and 'twas given. 
By him no peasant mourn'd his rifled cot, 
And scarce the serf could murmur o'er his lot; 
With him old avarice found its hoard secure, 
With him contempt forbore to mock the poor; 
Youth present ch...Read more of this...

by Marvell, Andrew
...
Of, at the Isle of Candy, Dutch and ships! 
Bab May and Arlington did wisely scoff 
And thought all safe, if they were so far off. 
Modern geographers, 'twas there, they thought, 
Where Venice twenty years the Turk had fought, 
While the first year our navy is but shown, 
The next divided, and the third we've none. 
They, by the name, mistook it for that isle 
Where Pilgrim Palmer travelled in exile 
With the bull's horn to measure his own head 
And on Pasipha?'s tom...Read more of this...

by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...arvel you are slow to find in him
The genius that is one spark or is nothing: 
His genius is a flame that he must hold 
So far above the common heads of men 
That they may view him only through the mist 
Of their defect, and wonder what he is.
It seems to me the mystery that is in him 
That makes him only more to me a man 
Than any other I have ever known. 

BURR

I grant you that his worship is a man. 
I’m not so much at home with mysteries,
May be, as you—so lea...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...he, as I from begging, peace; 
All hope excluded thus, behold, in stead 
Mankind created, and for him this world. 
So farewell, hope; and with hope farewell, fear; 
Farewell, remorse! all good to me is lost; 
Evil, be thou my good; by thee at least 
Divided empire with Heaven's King I hold, 
By thee, and more than half perhaps will reign; 
As Man ere long, and this new world, shall know. 
Thus while he spake, each passion dimmed his face 
Thrice changed with pale, ir...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...to know 
Of things above his world, and of their being 
Who dwell in Heaven, whose excellence he saw 
Transcend his own so far; whose radiant forms, 
Divine effulgence, whose high power, so far 
Exceeded human; and his wary speech 
Thus to the empyreal minister he framed. 
Inhabitant with God, now know I well 
Thy favour, in this honour done to Man; 
Under whose lowly roof thou hast vouchsafed 
To enter, and these earthly fruits to taste, 
Food not of Angels, yet accepted...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...e upstays 
Gently with myrtle band, mindless the while 
Herself, though fairest unsupported flower, 
From her best prop so far, and storm so nigh. 
Nearer he drew, and many a walk traversed 
Of stateliest covert, cedar, pine, or palm; 
Then voluble and bold, now hid, now seen, 
Among thick-woven arborets, and flowers 
Imbordered on each bank, the hand of Eve: 
Spot more delicious than those gardens feigned 
Or of revived Adonis, or renowned 
Alcinous, host of old Laertes'...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...y fight: 
So scented the grim Feature, and upturned 
His nostril wide into the murky air; 
Sagacious of his quarry from so far. 
Then both from out Hell-gates, into the waste 
Wide anarchy of Chaos, damp and dark, 
Flew diverse; and with power (their power was great) 
Hovering upon the waters, what they met 
Solid or slimy, as in raging sea 
Tost up and down, together crouded drove, 
From each side shoaling towards the mouth of Hell; 
As when two polar winds, blowing adve...Read more of this...

by Frost, Robert
...oward the sky,
Long enough for recording all our names on.—
I think I’ll just call up my wife and tell her
I’m here—so far—and starting on again.
I’ll call her softly so that if she’s wise
And gone to sleep, she needn’t wake to answer.”
Three times he barely stirred the bell, then listened.
“Why, Lett, still up? Lett, I’m at Cole’s. I’m late.
I called you up to say Good-night from here
Before I went to say Good-morning there.—
I thought I would.Read more of this...

by Bridges, Robert Seymour
...

35
All earthly beauty hath one cause and proof,
To lead the pilgrim soul to beauty above:
Yet lieth the greater bliss so far aloof,
That few there be are wean'd from earthly love.
Joy's ladder it is, reaching from home to home,
The best of all the work that all was good;
Whereof 'twas writ the angels aye upclomb,
Down sped, and at the top the Lord God stood. 
But I my time abuse, my eyes by day
Center'd on thee, by night my heart on fire--
Letting my number'd moment...Read more of this...

by Carroll, Lewis
...rant the plea 'never indebted.'

"The fact of Desertion I will not dispute;
 But its guilt, as I trust, is removed
(So far as relates to the costs of this suit)
 By the Alibi which has been proved.

"My poor client's fate now depends on your votes."
 Here the speaker sat down in his place,
And directed the Judge to refer to his notes
 And briefly to sum up the case.

But the Judge said he never had summed up before;
 So the Snark undertook it instead,
And summ...Read more of this...

by Scott, Sir Walter
...XXVI.

     Now back they wend their watery way,
     And, 'O my sire!' did Ellen say,
     'Why urge thy chase so far astray?
     And why so late returned? And why '—
     The rest was in her speaking eye.
     'My child, the chase I follow far,
     'Tis mimicry of noble war;
     And with that gallant pastime reft
     Were all of Douglas I have left.
     I met young Malcolm as I strayed
     Far eastward, in Glenfinlas' shade
     Nor strayed I safe, fo...Read more of this...

by Carroll, Lewis
...o ask you twice!"

"It seems a shame," the Walrus said,
   "To play them such a trick,
After we've brought them out so far,
   And made them trot so quick!"
The Carpenter said nothing but
   "The butter's spread too thick!"

"I weep for you," the Walrus said;
   "I deeply sympathize."
With sobs and tears he sorted out
   Those of the largest size,
Holding his pocket-handkerchief
   Before his streaming eyes.

"O Oysters," said the Carpenter,
   "You'v...Read more of this...

by Eliot, T S (Thomas Stearns)
...he river.
(The queen) was alone with Lord Robert and myself on the poop,
when they began to talk nonsense, and went so far that Lord Robert
at last said, as I was on the spot there was no reason why they
should not be married if the queen pleased."
293. Cf. Purgatorio, v. 133:
 "Ricorditi di me, che son la Pia;
 Siena mi fe', disfecemi Maremma."
307. V. St. Augustine's Confessions: "to Carthage
then I came,
where a cauldron of unholy loves ...Read more of this...

by Miller, Alice Duer
...stone at his head:
'But who can know
As the long years go
That to live is happy, has found his heaven.'
My father, so far away— 
I thought of him, in Devon,
Anchoring in a blind fog in Booth Bay.

XXV 
'So, Susan, my dear,' the letter began, 
'You've fallen in love with an Englishman. 
Well, they're a manly, attractive lot, 
If you happen to like them, which I do not. 
I am a Yankee through and through, 
And I don't like them, or the things they do. 
When...Read more of this...

by Plath, Sylvia
..., they are all flat out
In their canvas-sided cots, names tied to their wrists,
The little silver trophies they've come so far for.
There are some with thick black hair, there are some bald.
Their skin tints are pink or sallow, brown or red;
They are beginning to remember their differences.

I think they are made of water; they have no expression.
Their features are sleeping, like light on quiet water.
They are the real monks and nuns in their identical ga...Read more of this...

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