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Famous Stuffs Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Lowell, Amy
...hot,
Let's pick a pansy
And see the little man in his bath,
And play we're he."
A royal bath-tub,
Hung with purple stuffs and yellow.
The great purple-yellow wings
Rise up behind the little red and green man;
The purple-yellow wings fan him,
He dabbles his feet in cool green.
Off with the green sheath,
And there are two spindly legs.
"Heigho!" sighs Minna.
"Heigho!" sighs Stella.
There is not a flutter of wind,
And the sun is directly overhead.
Al...Read More



by Clampitt, Amy
...shall be changed)

a silence opens

 *

the larval feeder
naked hairy ravenous
inventing from within
itself its own
raw stuffs'
hooked silk-hung
relinquishment

behind the mask
the milkfat shivering
sinew isinglass
uncrumpling transient
greed to reinvest

 *

names have been
given (revelation
kif nirvana
syncope) for
whatever gift
unasked
gives birth to

torrents
fixities
reincarnations of
the angels
Joseph Smith
enduring
martyrdom

a cavernous
compunction driving
founder-cha...Read More

by Wilmot, John
...ning, justly pleas'd the Towne, 
In the same paper, I as freely owne: 
Yet haveing this allow'd, the heavy Masse, 
That stuffs up his loose Volumes must not passe: 
For by that Rule, I might as well admit, 
Crownes tedious Scenes, for Poetry, and Witt. 
'Tis therefore not enough, when your false Sense 
Hits the false Judgment of an Audience 
Of Clapping-Fooles, assembling a vast Crowd 
'Till the throng'd Play-House, crack with the dull Load; 
Tho' ev'n that Tallent, merri...Read More

by Lazarus, Emma
...rm perfumes rise; the soft unflickering glow 
Of branching lights sets off the changeful charms 
Of glancing gems, rich stuffs, the dazzling snow 
Of necks unkerchieft, and bare, clinging arms. 
Hark to the music! How beneath the strain 
Of reckless revelry, vibrates and sobs 
One fundamental chord of constant pain, 
The pulse-beat of the poet's heart that throbs. 
So yearns, though all the dancing waves rejoice, 
The troubled sea's disconsolate, deep voice. 


II...Read More

by Lowell, Amy
...han the lines of her body.
"Come," she sings, "Poet!
Am I not more worth than your day ladies,
Covered with awkward stuffs,
Unreal, unbeautiful?
What do you fear in taking me?
Is not the night for poets?
I am your dream,
Recurrent as water,
Gemmed with the moon!"
She steps to the edge of the pool
And the water runs, rustling, down her sides.
She stretches out her arms,
And the fountain streams behind her
Like an opened veil.
* 
* * * *
In the morning the gardeners...Read More



by Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
...tains of white, and its clothes-press
Ample and high, on whose spacious shelves were carefully folded
Linen and woollen stuffs, by the hand of Evangeline woven.
This was the precious dower she would bring to her husband in marriage,
Better than flocks and herds, being proofs of her skill as a housewife.
Soon she extinguished her lamp, for the mellow and radiant moonlight
Streamed through the windows, and lighted the room, till the heart of the maiden
Swelled and obeye...Read More

by Khayyam, Omar
...eart of him who has passed unknown,
who has not been clothed in a robe of ceremony, nor in
luxurious garments, nor in stuffs of great price, who,
like the simourg, is lifted into the skies to the place of
his delight as the owl sits among the ruins of this world.
314...Read More

by Kipling, Rudyard
...barred,
 For the same with English morals does not suit.
 (Cornet: Toot! toot!)
W'y, they call a man a robber if 'e stuffs 'is marchin' clobber
 With the --
(Chorus) Loo! loo! Lulu! lulu! Loo! loo! Loot! loot! loot!
 Ow the loot!
 Bloomin' loot!
 That's the thing to make the boys git up an' shoot!
 It's the same with dogs an' men,
 If you'd make 'em come again
 Clap 'em forward with a Loo! loo! Lulu! Loot!
 (ff) Whoopee! Tear 'im, puppy! Loo! loo! Lulu! Loot! loot! loot!
...Read More

by Whitman, Walt
...d clear;
They shall enjoy materialism and the sight of products—they shall enjoy the sight of
 the
 beef, lumber, bread-stuffs, of Chicago, the great city; 
They shall train themselves to go in public to become orators and oratresses; 
Strong and sweet shall their tongues be—poems and materials of poems shall come from
 their
 lives—they shall be makers and finders; 
Of them, and of their works, shall emerge divine conveyers, to convey gospels; 
Characters, events, retrospect...Read More

by Lowell, Amy
...nkenness steaming in colours;
Red, yellow, blue,
Colours and flesh weaving together,
In and out, with the dance,
Coarse stuffs and hot flesh weaving together.
Pigs' cries white and tenuous,
White and painful,
White and --
Bump!
Tong!

Second Movement
Pale violin music whiffs across the moon,
A pale smoke of violin music blows over the moon,
Cherry petals fall and flutter,
And the white Pierrot,
Wreathed in the smoke of the violins,
Splashed with cherry petals falling, fal...Read More

by Lowell, Amy
...e room
is filled with shadows, for the sun has set. But she 
only understands
the ways of a needle through delicate stuffs, and the shock of one 
colour
on another. She does not see that this is the same, and 
querulously murmurs
his name.
"Peter, I don't want it. I am tired."
And he, the undesired, burns and is consumed.
There is a crescent moon on the rim of the sky.

III
"Go home, now, Peter. To-night is full 
moon. I must be alone."...Read More

by Lowell, Amy
...> Boom!
And there is only the room, the table, the candle, and the sliding 
rain.
Again, Boom! -- Boom! -- Boom! He stuffs his fingers 
into his ears.
He sees corpses, and cries out in fright. Boom! It 
is night,
and they are shelling the city! Boom! Boom!

A child wakes and is afraid, and weeps in the darkness. What 
has made
the bed shake? "Mother, where are you? I am 
awake." "Hush, my Darling,
I am here." "But, Mother, something so ***** happened, ...Read More

by Seeger, Alan
...st ground,
Fit to have graced the barge that Cydnus bore
Or Venus' bed in her enchanted mound,
While pillows swelled in stuffs of Orient dyes,
All broidered with strange fruits and birds of Paradise.

'Twas such a bower as Youth has visions of,
Thither with one fair spirit to retire,
Lie upon rose-leaves, sleep and wake with Love
And feast on kisses to the heart's desire;
Where by a casement opening on a grove,
Wide to the wood-winds and the sweet birds' choir,
A girl mig...Read More

by Lowell, Amy
...e must have, too long delay
Had turned the usurer to a ruffian.
"But let me take my ship, with many bales
Of cotton stuffs dyed crimson, green, and blue,
Cunningly patterned, made to suit the taste
Of mandarin's ladies; when my battered sails
Open for home, such stores will I bring you
That all your former ventures will be counted waste.

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Such light and foamy silks, like crinkled cream,
And indigo more blue than sun-whipped seas,
Spices and fragrant trees, a massiv...Read More

by Finch, Anne Kingsmill
...h Vultur's Becks,
And Shoulders higher than their Necks? 

These wear no Palatines, nor Muffs,
Italian Silks, or Doyley Stuffs, 
But motley Callicoes, and Ruffs. 

Nor Brightness in their Eyes is seen, 
But through the Film a dusky Green, 
And like old Margery is their Mien. 

Then for my Supper they're design'd, 
Nor can be of that lovely Kind, 
To whom my Pity was inclin'd. 

No more Delays; as soon as spoke, 
The Plumes are stripped, the Grisles broke, 
And nea...Read More

by Bierce, Ambrose
...rom me what you must do
To turn aside the thunder cloud,
The earthquake too.

'Beware the wiles of yonder quack
Who stuffs the ears of all that pass.
I--I alone can show that black
Is white as grass.'

They shout through all the day and break
The silence of the night as well.
They'd make--I wish they'd go and make--
Of Heaven a Hell.

A advocates free silver, B
Free trade and C free banking laws.
Free board, clothes, lodging would from me
Win wamr appl...Read More

by Khayyam, Omar
...t Salomon is our
foe. Our visages should aye be paled with love, and our
apparel in rags, and yet the mart for silken stuffs is here
below....Read More

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