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Famous Sunburnt Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Whitman, Walt
...strong man, erect, clothed in blue clothes, advancing, carrying a rifle on your
With well-gristled body and sunburnt face and hands—with a knife in the belt at your
As I heard you shouting loud—your sonorous voice ringing across the continent; 
Your masculine voice, O year, as rising amid the great cities, 
Amid the men of Manhattan I saw you, as one of the workmen, the dwellers in Manhattan; 
Or with large steps crossing the prairies out of Illinois and In...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...d with blood, pensive, rapt with musings, hot with passion, 
Sultry with perfume, with ample and flowing garments,
With sunburnt visage, with intense soul and glittering eyes, 
The race of Brahma comes! 

See, my cantabile! these, and more, are flashing to us from the procession; 
As it moves, changing, a kaleidoscope divine it moves, changing, before us. 

For not the envoys, nor the tann’d Japanee from his island only;
Lithe and silent, the Hindoo appears—the Asiatic ...Read more of this...

by Finch, Anne Kingsmill
...g waters we distinctly hear;
When through the gloom more venerable shows
Some ancient fabric, awful in repose,
While sunburnt hills their swarthy looks conceal,
And swelling haycocks thicken up the vale:
When the loosed horse now, as his pasture leads,
Comes slowly grazing through th' adjoining meads,
Whose stealing pace, and lengthened shade we fear,
Till torn-up forage in his teeth we hear:
When nibbling sheep at large pursue their food,
And unmolested kine rechew...Read more of this...

by Bogan, Louise
You will go away."

 In the country whereto I go
 I shall not see the face of my friend
 Nor her hair the color of sunburnt grasses;
 Together we shall not find
 The land on whose hills bends the new moon
 In air traversed of birds.

What have I thought of love?
I have said, "It is beauty and sorrow."
I have thought that it would bring me lost delights, and splendor
As a wind out of old time . . .

But there is only the evening here,
And the sound of ...Read more of this...

by Paterson, Andrew Barton
To the folk that live in 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 cou...Read more of this...

by Berryman, John
...The sunburnt terraces which swans make home
with water purling, Macchu Pichu died
like Delphi long ago—
a message to Justinian closing it out,
the thousand years' authority, although
tho' never found exactly wrong

political patterns did indeed emerge;
the Oracle was conservative, like Lippmann,
roared the winds on the height,
The Shining Ones behind the shrin...Read more of this...

by Brodsky, Joseph twilight now of state
bad blood.

Now the place is abuzz with trading
in your ankles's remanants bronzes
of sunburnt breastplates dying laughter bruises 
rumors of fresh reserves memories of high treason 
laundered banners with imprints of the many
who since have risen.

All's overgrown with people. A ruin's a rather stubborn
architectural style. And the hearts's distinction
from a pitch-black cavern
isn't that great; not great enough to fear
...Read more of this...

by Keats, John
...ach having a white wicker over brimm'd
With April's tender younglings: next, well trimm'd,
A crowd of shepherds with as sunburnt looks
As may be read of in Arcadian books;
Such as sat listening round Apollo's pipe,
When the great deity, for earth too ripe,
Let his divinity o'er-flowing die
In music, through the vales of Thessaly:
Some idly trailed their sheep-hooks on the ground,
And some kept up a shrilly mellow sound
With ebon-tipped flutes: close after these,
Now coming fr...Read more of this...

by Arnold, Matthew
...illage churl feels the truth more than you;

Who 's loth to leave this life
Which to him little yields:
His hard-task'd sunburnt wife,
His often-labour'd fields;
The boors with whom he talk'd, the country spots he knew.

But thou, because thou hear'st
Men scoff at Heaven and Fate;
Because the gods thou fear'st
Fail to make blest thy state,
Tremblest, and wilt not dare to trust the joys there are.

I say, Fear not! life still
Leaves human effort scope.
But, since l...Read more of this...

by Trumbull, John
Made on our troops a furious inroad,
And levelling squint on barrel round,
Brought our beau-officers to ground;
While sunburnt wigs, in high command,
Rush daring on our frighted band,
And ancient beards and hoary hair,
Like meteors, stream in troubled air;
While rifle-frocks drove Gen'rals cap'ring,
And Red-coats shrunk from leathern apron,
And epaulette and gorget run
From whinyard brown and rusty gun.
With locks unshorn not Samson more
Made useless all the show of war...Read more of this...

by Mackeller, Dorothea
...y-blue distance, 
Brown streams and soft, dim skies 
I know, but cannot share it, 
My love is otherwise. 

I love a sunburnt country, 
A land of sweeping plains, 
Of ragged mountain ranges, 
Of droughts and flooding rains. 
I love her far horizons, 
I love her jewel-sea, 
Her beauty and her terror 
The wide brown land for me! 

The stark white ring-barked forests, 
All tragic to the moon, 
The sapphire-misted mountains, 
The hot gold hush of noon, 
Green tangle of the...Read more of this...

by Keats, John
...Cool'd a long age in the deep-delv¨¨d earth, 
Tasting of Flora and the country-green, 
Dance, and Proven?al song, and sunburnt mirth! 
O for a beaker full of the warm South! 15 
Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, 
With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, 
And purple-stain¨¨d mouth; 
That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, 
And with thee fade away into the forest dim: 20 

Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget 
What thou among the leaves hast nev...Read more of this...

by Nicolson, Adela Florence Cory
...nd shade,
           One silently thanks the men who made
   So green a place in this bitter land
                Of sunburnt sand.

   The peacocks scream and the grey Doves coo,
   Little green, talkative Parrots woo,
   And small grey Squirrels, with fear askance,
   At alien me, in their furtive glance,
   Come shyly, with quivering fur, to see
   The stranger under their Tamarind tree.
          Daylight dies,
   The Camp fires redden like angry eyes,
      ...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...with horse, rifle, song, supper, courtship,
Large, turbulent, generous, handsome, proud, and affectionate, 
Bearded, sunburnt, drest in the free costume of hunters, 
Not a single one over thirty years of age. 

The second First-day morning they were brought out in squads, and
 massacred—it was beautiful early summer; 
The work commenced about five o’clock, and was over by eight.

None obey’d the command to kneel; 
Some made a mad and helpless rush—some stoo...Read more of this...

by Wilde, Oscar
...It is full summer now, the heart of June;
Not yet the sunburnt reapers are astir
Upon the upland meadow where too soon
Rich autumn time, the season's usurer,
Will lend his hoarded gold to all the trees,
And see his treasure scattered by the wild and spendthrift breeze.

Too soon indeed! yet here the daffodil,
That love-child of the Spring, has lingered on
To vex the rose with jealousy, and still
The harebel...Read more of this...

by Bridges, Robert Seymour his simple terms of good and ill,
Seeking the face of Beauty without blame. 

Say who be these light-bearded, sunburnt faces
In negligent and travel-stain'd array,
That in the city of Dante come to-day,
Haughtily visiting her holy places?
O these be noble men that hide their graces,
True England's blood, her ancient glory's stay,
By tales of fame diverted on their way
Home from the rule of oriental races. 
Life-trifling lions these, of gentle eyes
And motion del...Read more of this...

by Bronte, Charlotte
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 sealed the letter lies;
And now, towards the setting sun
She turns her tearful eyes. 
...Read more of this...

by Blake, William
...nd we are put on earth a little space, 
That we may learn to bear the beams of love; 
And these black bodies and this sunburnt face 15 
Are but a cloud, and like a shady grove. 

'For when our souls have learn'd the heat to bear, 
The cloud will vanish; we shall hear His voice, 
Saying, "Come out from the grove, my love and care, 
And round my golden tent like lambs rejoice."' 20 

Thus did my mother say, and kiss¨¨d me, 
And thus I say to little English bo...Read more of this...

by Hugo, Victor
...ierce Timariot bands, so fearless in the fray; 
 My dauntless khans, my spahis brave, swift thunderbolts of war; 
 My sunburnt Bedouins, trooping from the Pyramids afar, 
 Who laughed to see the laboring hind stand terrified at gaze, 
 And urged their desert horses on amid the ripening maize? 
 These horses with their fiery eyes, their slight untiring feet, 
 That flew along the fields of corn like grasshoppers so fleet— 
 What! to behold again no more, loud charging o...Read more of this...

by Paterson, Andrew Barton

This is the sunburnt bushman who 
Came down from Goondiwindi, Q. 


This is the Push from Waterloo 
That spotted the sunburnt bushman who 
Came down from Goondiwindi, Q. 


These are the wealthy uncles -- two, 
Part of the Push from Waterloo 
That spotted the sunburnt bushman who 
Came down from Goondiwindi, Q. 


This is the game, by no means n...Read more of this...

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