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Famous Sob Poems by Famous Poets

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by Wilcox, Ella Wheeler
...ne dark shadow marred his bounding joy; 
And then the soldier vanished, and the boy, 
The tender son, clung close, with sobbing breath, 
To her from whom each parting was new death; 
That mother who like goddesses of old, 
Gave to the mighty Mars, three warriors brave and bold, 

VI.

Yet who, unlike those martial dames of yore, 
Grew pale and shuddered at the sight of gore.
A fragile being, born to grace the hearth, 
Untroubled by the conflicts of the earth.
Some...Read more of this...



by Keats, John
...years:
For others, good or bad, hatred and tears
Have become indolent; but touching thine,
One sigh doth echo, one poor sob doth pine,
One kiss brings honey-dew from buried days.
The woes of Troy, towers smothering o'er their blaze,
Stiff-holden shields, far-piercing spears, keen blades,
Struggling, and blood, and shrieks--all dimly fades
Into some backward corner of the brain;
Yet, in our very souls, we feel amain
The close of Troilus and Cressid sweet.
Hence, pagean...Read more of this...

by Keats, John
...y veils
Mantling the east, by Aurora's peering hand
Were lifted from the water's breast, and fann'd
Into sweet air; and sober'd morning came
Meekly through billows:--when like taper-flame
Left sudden by a dallying breath of air,
He rose in silence, and once more 'gan fare
Along his fated way.

 Far had he roam'd,
With nothing save the hollow vast, that foam'd
Above, around, and at his feet; save things
More dead than Morpheus' imaginings:
Old rusted anchors, helmets, brea...Read more of this...

by Hugo, Victor
...g with splendor, wearing crowns of gold, 
 Should know the deadly sweat endured of old, 
 That of Jehoshaphat; should sob and fear, 
 And after crime th' unclean be brought to bear. 
 'Tis well—God rules—and thus it is that I 
 These masters of the world can make to lie 
 In ashes at my feet. And this was he 
 Who reigned—and this a Caesar known to be! 
 In truth, my old heart aches with very shame 
 To see such cravens with such noble name. 
 But let us finish—what...Read more of this...

by Bronte, Charlotte
...I sleep, there wake and dwell 
Content, with palsy, pain, and gloom.'

Again she paused; a moan of pain, 
A stifled sob, alone was heard; 
Long silence followed­then again, 
Her voice the stagnant midnight stirred.

' Must it be so ? Is this my fate ?
Can I nor struggle, nor contend ?
And am I doomed for years to wait,
Watching death's lingering axe descend ? 

And when it falls, and when I die, 
What follows ? Vacant nothingness ? 
The blank of lost identity ? 
Erasu...Read more of this...



by Ginsberg, Allen
...cattering their semen freely to 
 whomever come who may, 
who hiccuped endlessly trying to giggle but wound up 
 with a sob behind a partition in a Turkish Bath 
 when the blond & naked angel came to pierce 
 them with a sword, 
who lost their loveboys to the three old shrews of fate 
 the one eyed shrew of the heterosexual dollar 
 the one eyed shrew that winks out of the womb 
 and the one eyed shrew that does nothing but 
 sit on her ass and snip the intellectual golden 
 ...Read more of this...

by Dyke, Henry Van
...
And wings to joy to reach a heavenly height;
And every dumb desire that Storms within the breast
Thou leadest forth to sob or sing itself to rest.

All these are thine, and therefore love is thine.
For love is joy and grief,
And trembling doubt, and certain-sure belief,
And fear, and hope, and longing unexpressed,
In pain most human, and in rapture brief
Almost divine.
Love would possess, yet deepens when denied;
And love would give, yet hungers to receive;
Love ...Read more of this...

by Fu, Du
...rs Life disorder meet float swing Return alive chance succeed Neighbour satisfied top of wall Sigh also sob Night late more grasp candle Opposite like dream  Red clouds tower in the west, The sun is sinking on the plain. A sparrow chirps on the wicker gate, I return from a thousand li away. My wife and children are shocked to see me, Then calm themselves and wipe their...Read more of this...

by Shelley, Percy Bysshe
...grow
Close to the little river.

HELEN
Yes, I know;
I was bewildered. Kiss me and be gay,
Dear boy; why do you sob?

HENRY
I do not know;
But it might break any one's heart to see 
You and the lady cry so bitterly.

HELEN
It is a gentle child, my friend. Go home,
Henry, and play with Lilla till I come.
We only cried with joy to see each other;
We are quite merry now. Good night.

The boy
Lifted a sudden look upon his mother,
And, in the gleam of f...Read more of this...

by Poe, Edgar Allan
...t

The scenic solitude!
It writhes! - it writhes! - with mortal pangs

The mimes become its food 
And the seraphs sob at vermin fangs

In human gore imbued.
Out - out are the lights - out all!

And over each quivering form 
The curtain a funeral pall 

Comes down with the rush of a storm 
And the angels all pallid and wan 

Uprising unveiling affirm
That the play is the tragedy "Man" 

And its hero the Conqueror Worm.
...Read more of this...

by Morris, William
...way;
Forgetting heaven, forgetting life and death,
Trembling for fear lest something he should say
Unwitting, lest some sob should yet betray
His presence there, for to his eager eyes
Already did the tears begin to rise.


But as he gazed she moved, and with a sigh
Bent forward, dropping down her golden head:
"Alas, alas! another day gone by,
Another day and no soul come," she said;
"Another year, and still I am not dead!"
And with that word once more her head she raised,...Read more of this...

by Swinburne, Algernon Charles
...ive?
How shall we die to do thee service, or how live?



The very thought in us how much we love thee
Makes the throat sob with love and blinds the eyes.
How should love bear thee, to behold above thee
His own light burning from reverberate skies?
They give thee light, but the light given them of thee
Makes faint the wheeling fires that fall and rise.
What love, what life, what death of man's should move thee,
What face that lingers or what foot that flies?
It is not...Read more of this...

by Lowell, Amy
...o they need so much force to quell the crowd?
An old Grenadier of the line groans aloud,
And each hammer tap points the sob of a woman.
Russia, Prussia, Austria, and the faded-white-lily Bourbon king
Think it well
To guard against tumult,
A mob is an undependable thing.
Ding! Ding!
Vienna is scattered all over the Place du Carrousel
In glittering, bent, and twisted letters.
Your betters have clattered over Vienna before,
Officer of his Imperial Majesty our Father-...Read more of this...

by Carroll, Lewis
...Made an effort to wink with one eye.

"Be a man!" said the Bellman in wrath, as he heard
 The Butcher beginning to sob.
"Should we meet with a Jubjub, that desperate bird,
 We shall need all our strength for the job!"


FIT V.--THE BEAVER'S LESSON.

Fit the Fifth.

THE BEAVER'S LESSON.


They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care;
 They pursued it with forks and hope;
They threatened its life with a railway-share;
 They charmed it with smi...Read more of this...

by Wordsworth, William
...to each other still:  Fond lovers, yet not quite hob nob,  They lengthen out the tremulous sob,  That echoes far from hill to hill.   Poor Betty now has lost all hope,  Her thoughts are bent on deadly sin;  A green-grown pond she just has pass'd,  And from the brink she hurries fast,  Lest she should drown herself therein.   And now she ...Read more of this...

by Scott, Sir Walter
...el;
     For jaded now, and spent with toil,
     Embossed with foam, and dark with soil,
     While every gasp with sobs he drew,
     The laboring stag strained full in view.
     Two dogs of black Saint Hubert's breed,
     Unmatched for courage, breath, and speed,
     Fast on his flying traces came,
     And all but won that desperate game;
     For, scarce a spear's length from his haunch,
     Vindictive toiled the bloodhounds stanch;
     Nor nearer might t...Read more of this...

by Kay, Jackie
...emembers how I read her
All those newspaper and magazine
Cuttings about adoption
She says her head's an encyclopedia
Of sob stories: the ones that were never
Told and committed suicide on their wedding nights

I always believed in the telling anyhow
You can't keep something like that secret
I wanted her to think of her other mother
Out there thinking that child I had will be
Eight today nine today all the way up to
God knows when. I told my daughter;
I bet your mother's n...Read more of this...

by Du Bois, W. E. B.
...e,
This stone and stucco drift of dreams?
Help!
I sense that low and awful cry—
Who cries?
Who weeps?
With silent sob that rends and tears—
Can God sob?
Who prays?
I hear strong prayers throng by,
Like mighty winds on dusky moors—
Can God pray?
Prayest Thou, Lord, and to me?
Thou needest me?
Thou needest me?
Thou needest me?
Poor, wounded soul!
Of this I never dreamed. I thought—
Courage, God,
I come!...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...ed with the dance. 

IX. 

Sent by the state to guard the land, 
(Which, wrested from the Moslem's hand, 
While Sobieski tamed his pride 
By Buda's wall and Danube's side, 
The chiefs of Venice wrung away 
From Patra to Eub?a's bay,) 
Minotti held in Corinth's towers 
The Doge's delegated powers, 
While yet the pitying eye of Peace 
Smiled o'er her long-forgotten Greece: 
And ere that faithless truce was broke 
Which freed her from the unchristian yoke, 
With him his ...Read more of this...

by Benet, Stephen Vincent
...ho sees before him Horror 
Behind him darkness, 
Shadow. 

The clock jars and strikes, a thin, sudden note like the sob of a child. 
Clock, buhl clock that ticked out the tortuous hours of my birth, 
Clock, evil, wizened dwarf of a clock, how many years of agony have you relentlessly measured, 
Yardstick of my stifling shroud? 

I am Aumaury de Montreuil; once quick, soon to be eaten of worms. 
You hear, Father? Hsh, he is asleep in the night's cloak. 

Over m...Read more of this...

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