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Famous Spare Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Pope, Alexander
...jects might their Rights dispute,
Lest God himself shou'd seem too Absolute.
Pulpits their Sacred Satire learn'd to spare,
And Vice admir'd to find a Flatt'rer there!
Encourag'd thus, Witt's Titans brav'd the Skies,
And the Press groan'd with Licenc'd Blasphemies--
These Monsters, Criticks! with your Darts engage,
Here point your Thunder, and exhaust your Rage!
Yet shun their Fault, who, Scandalously nice,
Will needs mistake an Author into Vice;
All seems Infected that th...Read more of this...



by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...in the lock; 
And you may sit between me and the door, 
Or where you will. You have my word of honor 
That I would spare you the least injury
That might attend your presence here this evening.” 

“I thank you for your soothing introduction, 
Avon,” I said. “Go on. The Lord giveth, 
The Lord taketh away. I trust myself 
Always to you and to your courtesy.
Only remember that I cling somewhat 
Affectionately to the old tradition.”— 
“I understand you...Read more of this...

by Service, Robert William
...o more to see;
But though I pass before my time,
And perish in the grale and grime,
Maybe you'll have a little rhyme
To spare for me."...Read more of this...

by Keats, John
...To mark if her dark eyes had yet discern'd
This beauty in its birth--Despair! despair!
He saw her body fading gaunt and spare
In the cold moonshine. Straight he seiz'd her wrist;
It melted from his grasp: her hand he kiss'd,
And, horror! kiss'd his own--he was alone.
Her steed a little higher soar'd, and then
Dropt hawkwise to the earth. There lies a den,
Beyond the seeming confines of the space
Made for the soul to wander in and trace
Its own existence, of remote...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...almost careless coolness spoke 
Its grasp well-used to deal the sabre-stroke; 
With eye, though calm, determined not to spare, 
Did Lara too his willing weapon bare. 
In vain the circling chieftains round them closed, 
For Otho's frenzy would not be opposed; 
And from his lip those words of insult fell — 
His sword is good who can maintain them well. 

IV. 

Short was the conflict; furious, blindly rash, 
Vain Otho gave his bosom to the gash: 
He bled, and fell; b...Read more of this...



by Marvell, Andrew
...ed-thousand pound. 
Thus like fair theives, the Commons' purse they share, 
But all the members' lives, consulting, spare. 

Blither than hare that hath escaped the hounds, 
The House prorogued, the Chancellor rebounds. 
Not so decrepit Aeson, hashed and stewed, 
With bitter herbs, rose from the pot renewed, 
And with fresh age felt his glad limbs unite; 
His gout (yet still he cursed) had left him quite. 
What frosts to fruit, what arsenic to the rat, 
What t...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...owed, where Nature multiplies 
Her fertile growth, and by disburthening grows 
More fruitful, which instructs us not to spare. 
To whom thus Eve. Adam, earth's hallowed mould, 
Of God inspired! small store will serve, where store, 
All seasons, ripe for use hangs on the stalk; 
Save what by frugal storing firmness gains 
To nourish, and superfluous moist consumes: 
But I will haste, and from each bough and brake, 
Each plant and juciest gourd, will pluck such choice 
...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
... Soon as the unwelcome news 
From Earth arrived at Heaven-gate, displeased 
All were who heard; dim sadness did not spare 
That time celestial visages, yet, mixed 
With pity, violated not their bliss. 
About the new-arrived, in multitudes 
The ethereal people ran, to hear and know 
How all befel: They towards the throne supreme, 
Accountable, made haste, to make appear, 
With righteous plea, their utmost vigilance 
And easily approved; when the Most High 
Eternal Fath...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...st of revenge
By pains and slaveries, worse then death inflicted
On thee, who now no more canst do them harm.

Sam: Spare that proposal, Father, spare the trouble
Of that sollicitation; let me here,
As I deserve, pay on my punishment;
And expiate, if possible, my crime, 
Shameful garrulity. To have reveal'd
Secrets of men, the secrets of a friend,
How hainous had the fact been, how deserving
Contempt, and scorn of all, to be excluded
All friendship, and avoided as a b...Read more of this...

by Ashbery, John
...me where Francesco
Was at work during the Sack: his inventions
Amazed the soldiers who burst in on him;
They decided to spare his life, but he left soon after;
Vienna where the painting is today, where
I saw it with Pierre in the summer of 1959; New York
Where I am now, which is a logarithm
Of other cities. Our landscape
Is alive with filiations, shuttlings;
Business is carried on by look, gesture,
Hearsay. It is another life to the city,
The backing of the looking gl...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...soners, disgraced chieftains, and the rest. 

I see those who in any land have died for the good cause;
The seed is spare, nevertheless the crop shall never run out; 
(Mind you, O foreign kings, O priests, the crop shall never run out.) 

I see the blood wash’d entirely away from the axe; 
Both blade and helve are clean; 
They spirt no more the blood of European nobles—they clasp no more the necks of queens.

I see the headsman withdraw and become useless; 
I see ...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...you window-pierc’d façades! you roofs! 
You porches and entrances! you copings and iron guards! 
You windows whose transparent shells might expose so much! 
You doors and ascending steps! you arches! 
You gray stones of interminable pavements! you trodden crossings!
From all that has been near you, I believe you have imparted to yourselves, and now would
 impart the
 same secretly to me; 
From the living and the dead I think you have peopled your impassive surfaces, and the
...Read more of this...

by Browning, Robert
...st of our master the mannikin,
And what was the pitch of his mother's yellowness,
How she turned as a shark to snap the spare-rib
Clean off, sailors say, from a pearl-diving Carib,
When she heard, what she called the flight of the feloness
---But it seems such child's play,
What they said and did with the lady away!
And to dance on, when we've lost the music,
Always made me---and no doubt makes you---sick.
Nay, to my mind, the world's face looked so stern
As that sweet fo...Read more of this...

by Bradstreet, Anne
...can't reveal,
2.4 But night and darkness must with shame conceal.
2.5 My mother's breeding sickness, I will spare,
2.6 Her nine months' weary burden not declare.
2.7 To shew her bearing pangs, I should do wrong,
2.8 To tell that pain, which can't be told by tongue.
2.9 With tears into this world I did arrive;
2.10 My mother still did waste, as I did thrive,
2.11 Who yet with love and all alacity,
2.12 Spending was willing to be ...Read more of this...

by Bridges, Robert Seymour
...falters in my rhyme. 

37
At times with hurried hoofs and scattering dust
I race by field or highway, and my horse
Spare not, but urge direct in headlong course
Unto some fair far hill that gain I must:
But near arrived the vision soon mistrust,
Rein in, and stand as one who sees the source
Of strong illusion, shaming thought to force
From off his mind the soil of passion's gust. 

My brow I bare then, and with slacken'd speed
Can view the country pleasant on all sid...Read more of this...

by Wordsworth, William
...ease my pain."  Then off she hies, but with a prayer  That God poor Susan's life would spare,  Till she comes back again.   So, through the moonlight lane she goes,  And far into the moonlight dale;  And how she ran, and how she walked,  And all that to herself she talked,  Would surely be a tedious tale.   In high and low, above, be...Read more of this...

by Chaucer, Geoffrey
...ely how sore that e'er me smart,"
Quoth he, "to Athens right now will I fare.
Nor for no dread of death shall I not spare
To see my lady that I love and serve;
In her presence *I recke not to sterve.*" *do not care if I die*
And with that word he caught a great mirror,
And saw that changed was all his colour,
And saw his visage all in other kind.
And right anon it ran him ill his mind,
That since his face was so disfigur'd
Of malady the which he had endur'd,
He mi...Read more of this...

by Scott, Sir Walter
...'Blithe were it then to wander here!
     But now—beshrew yon nimble deer—
     Like that same hermit's, thin and spare,
     The copse must give my evening fare;
     Some mossy bank my couch must be,
     Some rustling oak my canopy.
     Yet pass we that; the war and chase
     Give little choice of resting-place;—
     A summer night in greenwood spent
     Were but to-morrow's merriment:
     But hosts may in these wilds abound,
     Such as are better mis...Read more of this...

by Tebb, Barry
...ration awaits the taste of death

With none of the anticipated solace,

No children’s children visiting in spite of the spare room

Stacked with toys, with shelves of dusty books, Baum’s ‘Magical Land of Oz’

Its spine laid bare, Mombi the witch, Dorothy and Toto

Gathered forlornly round the saw-horse, the scarlet and crimson

Of their Edwardian rig slightly ridiculous, the Gothic typeface

Evoking sepia prints of my father at five in a pinafore or seven

In a sailor-suit fe...Read more of this...

by Chaucer, Geoffrey
...here."
"Dame, I would pray you, if your will it were,"
Saide this Pardoner, "as ye began,
Tell forth your tale, and spare for no man,
And teach us younge men of your practique."
"Gladly," quoth she, "since that it may you like.
But that I pray to all this company,
If that I speak after my fantasy,
To take nought agrief* what I may say; *to heart
For mine intent is only for to play.

Now, Sirs, then will I tell you forth my tale.
As ever may I drinke wine o...Read more of this...

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