Get Your Premium Membership

Famous Stalwart Poems by Famous Poets

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

See also:

by Whitman, Walt
...eeds and freshens most the soul, 
The heaving sea, the waves upon the shore, the musical, strong waves, 
The woods, the stalwart trees, the slender, tapering trees,
The flowers, the grass, the lilliput, countless armies of the grass, 
The heat, the showers, the measureless pasturages, 
The scenery of the snows, the winds’ free orchestra, 
The stretching, light-hung roof of clouds—the clear cerulean, and the bulging,
The high dilating stars, the placid, bec...Read More

by Whitman, Walt
...erceives that it waits a little while in the door—that it was fittest for its days, 
That its life has descended to the stalwart and well-shaped heir who approaches,
And that he shall be fittest for his days. 

Any period, one nation must lead, 
One land must be the promise and reliance of the future. 

These States are the amplest poem, 
Here is not merely a nation, but a teeming nation of nations,
Here the doings of men correspond with the broadcast doings of the da...Read More

by Paterson, Andrew Barton that western land? 
Then for every sweep of your pinions beating 
Ye shall bear a wish to the sunburnt band, 
To the stalwart men who are stoutly fighting 
With the heat and drought and the dust-storm smiting, 
Yet whose life somehow has a strong inviting, 
When once to the work they have put their hand. 

Facing it yet! O my friend stout-hearted, 
What does it matter for rain or shine, 
For the hopes deferred and the grain departed? 
Nothing could conquer that heart o...Read More

by Service, Robert William
...per of the flint am I;
I make the weapons that you use,
And though to hunt I never try,
To bow to hunters I refuse:
But stalwart Chow, the son of Choo
Is equal to us any two.

"He is the warrior supreme,
The Super-caveman, one might say;
The pride of youth, the maiden's dream,
And in the chase the first to slay.
Where we are stunted he is tall:
In short, a menace to us all.

"He struts with throwing stone and spear;
And is he not the first to wear
Around his waist...Read More

by Whitman, Walt
...rom the night, a moment, I, emerging, flitting out, 
Celebrate you, act divine—and you, children prepared for,
And you, stalwart loins....Read More

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...he mere beside 
Tumbled it; oilily bubbled up the mere. 
Last, Gareth loosed his bonds and on free feet 
Set him, a stalwart Baron, Arthur's friend. 

'Well that ye came, or else these caitiff rogues 
Had wreaked themselves on me; good cause is theirs 
To hate me, for my wont hath ever been 
To catch my thief, and then like vermin here 
Drown him, and with a stone about his neck; 
And under this wan water many of them 
Lie rotting, but at night let go the stone, 
And ...Read More

by Hopkins, Gerard Manley of realer, of rounder replies? 

And the azurous hung hills are his world-wielding shoulder
 Majestic—as a stallion stalwart, very-violet-sweet!—
These things, these things were here and but the beholder
 Wanting; which two when they once meet,
The heart rears wings bold and bolder
 And hurls for him, O half hurls earth for him off under his feet....Read More

by Carroll, Lewis
...rain fell souse
Like jars of strawberry jam, [1] a
sound was heard in the old henhouse,
A beating of a hammer. 
Of stalwart form, and visage warm,
Two youths were seen within it,
Splitting up an old tree into perches for their poultry
At a hundred strokes [2] a minute. 
The work is done, the hen has taken
Possession of her nest and eggs,
Without a thought of eggs and bacon, [3]
(Or I am very much mistaken happy)
She turns over each shell,
To be sure that all's well,
...Read More

by Hugo, Victor
...the darksome Night, 
 Whose languid eye flames when is fading light— 
 The gallant chases where a man is borne 
 By stalwart charger, to the sounding horn— 
 The sheeny silk, the bed of leaves of rose, 
 Made more to soothe the sight than court repose; 
 The mighty palaces that raise the sneer 
 Of jealous mendicants and wretches near— 
 The spacious parks, from which horizon blue 
 Arches o'er alabaster statues new; 
 Where Superstition still her walk will take, 
...Read More

by Whitman, Walt
...nly heard. 

Murmuring out of its myriad leaves,
Down from its lofty top, rising two hundred feet high, 
Out of its stalwart trunk and limbs—out of its foot-thick bark, 
That chant of the seasons and time—chant, not of the past only, but the future. 

You untold life of me, 
And all you venerable and innocent joys,
Perennial, hardy life of me, with joys, ’mid rain, and many a summer sun, 
And the white snows, and night, and the wild winds; 
O the great patient, rugg...Read More

by Paterson, Andrew Barton
Who went on a mission across the sea 
To borrow some money for you and me. 

This G. R. Dibbs was a stalwart man 
Who was built on a most extensive plan, 
And a regular staunch Republican. 

But he fell in the hands of the Tory crew 
Who said, "It's a shame that a man like you 
Should teach Australia this nasty view. 

"From her mother's side she should ne'er be gone, 
And she ought to be glad to be smiled upon, 
And proud to be known as our hanger...Read More

by Service, Robert William
...g her worthy to queen his home and mother him little ones,
That the name of Tellus, the master smith, might live in his stalwart sons.

Now there was little of law in the land, and evil doings were rife,
And every man who joyed in his home guarded the fame of his wife;
For there were those of the silver tongue and the honeyed art to beguile,
Who would cozen the heart from a woman's breast and damn her soul with a smile.
And there were women too quick to heed a look or...Read More

by Paterson, Andrew Barton
Give her steam, and let her have it, lads! we'll fight her out to sea!" 

And the answer came with cheers 
From the stalwart engineers, 
From the grim and grimy firemen at the furnaces below; 
And above the sullen roar 
Of the breakers on the shore 
Came the throbbing of the engines as they laboured to and fro. 

If the strain should find a flaw, 
Should a bolt or rivet draw, 
Then -- God help them! for the vessel were a plaything in the tide! 
With a face of honest c...Read More

by Lanier, Sidney
...he Vine
In wreaths of ravishment did overtwine
Her kneeling Live-Oak, thousand-fold to plight
Herself unto her own true stalwart knight.

As some dim blur of distant music nears
The long-desiring sense, and slowly clears
To forms of time and apprehensive tune,
So, as I lay, full soon
Interpretation throve: the bee's fanfare,
Through sequent films of discourse vague as air,
Passed to plain words, while, fanning faint perfume,
The bee o'erhung a rich, unrifled bloom:
"O Ear...Read More

by Scott, Sir Walter it forth at length.
     And as the brand he poised and swayed,
     'I never knew but one,' he said,
     'Whose stalwart arm might brook to wield
     A blade like this in battle-field.'
     She sighed, then smiled and took the word:
     'You see the guardian champion's sword;
     As light it trembles in his hand
     As in my grasp a hazel wand:
     My sire's tall form might grace the part
     Of Ferragus or Ascabart,
     But in the absent giant's hold
...Read More

by Bronte, Charlotte
...louded mass of mystery
Yon broad gold frame confines.
But look again; inured to shade
Your eyes now faintly trace
A stalwart form, a massive head,
A firm, determined face. 

Black Spanish locks, a sunburnt cheek,
A brow high, broad, and white,
Where every furrow seems to speak
Of mind and moral might.
Is that her god ? I cannot tell;
Her eye a moment met
Th' impending picture, then it fell
Darkened and dimmed and wet.
A moment more, her task is done,
And seale...Read More

by Whittier, John Greenleaf
...mist and spray, 
Like white-winged sea-birds on their way! 

Onward they glide, -- and now I view 
Their iron-armed and stalwart crew; 
Joy glistens in each wild blue eye, 
Turned to green earth and summer sky. 
Each broad, seamed breast has cast aside 
Its cumbering vest of shaggy hide; 
Bared to the sun and soft warm air, 
Streams back the Northmen's yellow hair. 
I see the gleam of axe and spear, 
A sound of smitten shields I hear, 
Keeping a harsh and fitting time...Read More

by Lawson, Henry
...human stream 
Went pouring to the West. 

The rough bush roads re-echoed 
The bar-room's noisy din, 
When troops of stalwart horsemen 
Dismounted at the inn. 
And oft the hearty greetings 
And hearty clasp of hands 
Would tell of sudden meetings 
Of friends from other lands; 
When, puzzled long, the new-chum 
Would recognise at last, 
Behind a bronzed and bearded skin, 
A comrade of the past. 

And when the cheery camp-fire 
Explored the bush with gleams, 
The cam...Read More

by Service, Robert William
...e the gloom of London and you seek a glowing land,
 Where all except the flag is strange and new,
There's a bronzed and stalwart fellow who will grip you by the hand,
 And greet you with a welcome warm and true;
For he's your younger brother, the one you sent away
 Because there wasn't room for him at home;
And now he's quite contented, and he's glad he didn't stay,
 And he's building Britain's greatness o'er the foam.

When the giant herd is moving at the rising of the s...Read More

by Service, Robert William
...e sky.

Oaks against the sky,
Ramparts of leaves high-hurled,
Staunch to stand and defy
All the winds of the world;
Stalwart and proud and free,
Firing the man in me
To try and again to try -
Oaks against the sky.

Olives against the sky
Of evening, limpidly bright;
Tranquil and soft and shy,
Dreaming in amber light;
Breathing the peace of life,
Ease after toil and strife . . .
Hark to their silver sigh!
Olives against the sky.

Cypresses glooming the ...Read More

Dont forget to view our wonderful member Stalwart poems.