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Famous Substitute Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Frost, Robert
...ll, if I haven't brought you to the fountain,
At least I've brought you to the famous Bottle."

"I won't accept the substitute. It's empty.”

"So's everything."

"I want my fountain."

"I guess you'd find the fountain just as empty.
And anyway this tells me where I am.”

"Hadn't you long suspected where you were?"

"You mean miles from that Mormon settlement?
Look here, you treat your guide with due respect
If you don't want to spend the night outd...Read more of this...



by Edson, Russell
...meat and wool than ordinary 
sheep. Has he reduced their commercial value? 
 He wonders if they could be used as a substitute 
for rice, a sort of wolly rice . . . 
 He wonders if he shouldn't rub them into a red paste 
between his fingers. 
 He wonders if they are breeding, or if any of them 
have died. 
He puts them under a microscope, and falls asleep 
counting them . . ....Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...re once my wit, perchance, hath shone,
In aid of others' let me shine;
And when, alas! our brains are gone,
What nobler substitute than wine?

Quaff while thou canst; another race,
When thou and thine like me are sped,
May rescue thee from earth's embrace,
And rhyme and revel with the dead.

Why not—since through life's little day
Our heads such sad effects produce?
Redeemed from worms and wasting clay,
This chance is theirs to be of use....Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...t not my words offend thee, Heavenly Power; 
My Maker, be propitious while I speak. 
Hast thou not made me here thy substitute, 
And these inferiour far beneath me set? 
Among unequals what society 
Can sort, what harmony, or true delight? 
Which must be mutual, in proportion due 
Given and received; but, in disparity 
The one intense, the other still remiss, 
Cannot well suit with either, but soon prove 
Tedious alike: Of fellowship I speak 
Such as I seek, fit to partic...Read more of this...

by Whittier, John Greenleaf
...
Made murder pastime, and the hell 
Of prison-torture possible; 
The cruel lie of caste refute, 
Old forms remould, and substitute 
For Slavery's lash the freeman's will, 
For blind routine, wise-handed skill; 
A school-house plant on every hill, 
Stretching in radiate nerve-lines thence 
The quick wires of intelligence; 
Till North and South together brought 
Shall own the same electric thought, 
In peace a common flag salute, 
And, side by side in labor's free 
And unresent...Read more of this...



by Dickinson, Emily
...Profound To Come --

But when the News be ripe --
Presents it -- in the Act --
Forestalling Preparation --
Escape -- or Substitute --

Indifference to Him --
The Dower -- as the Doom --
His Office -- but to execute
Fate's -- Telegram -- to Him --...Read more of this...

by Collins, Billy
...usin, the one
who traveled the farthest to be here:
astereognosis, polydipsia, or some eleven
syllable, unpronounceable substitute for the word tool.
Even their own relatives have to squint at their name tags.

I can see my own copy up on a high shelf.
I rarely open it, because I know there is no
such thing as a synonym and because I get nervous
around people who always assemble with their own kind,
forming clubs and nailing signs to closed front doors
while other...Read more of this...

by Austen, Jane
...y captivating Grace!--
Thou friend and ornament of Humankind!-- 

At Johnson's death by Hamilton t'was said,
'Seek we a substitute--Ah! vain the plan,
No second best remains to Johnson dead--
None can remind us even of the Man.' 

So we of thee--unequall'd in thy race
Unequall'd thou, as he the first of Men.
Vainly we wearch around the vacant place,
We ne'er may look upon thy like again. 

Come then fond Fancy, thou indulgant Power,--
--Hope is desponding, chill, ...Read more of this...

by Eliot, T S (Thomas Stearns)
...thought clings round dead limbs
Tightening its lusts and luxuries.

Donne, I suppose, was such another
Who found no substitute for sense,
To seize and clutch and penetrate;
Expert beyond experience,

He knew the anguish of the marrow
The ague of the skeleton;
No contact possible to flesh
Allayed the fever of the bone.
. . . . .
Grishkin is nice: her Russian eye
Is underlined for emphasis;
Uncorseted, her friendly bust
Gives promise of pneumatic bli...Read more of this...

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