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Famous Supporting Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Burns, Robert
..., ghaist-alluring edifices,
Hanging with threat’ning jut, like precipices;
O’er-arching, mouldy, gloom-inspiring coves,
Supporting roofs, fantastic, stony groves;
Windows and doors in nameless sculptures drest
With order, symmetry, or taste unblest;
Forms like some bedlam Statuary’s dream,
The craz’d creations of misguided whim;
Forms might be worshipp’d on the bended knee,
And still the second dread command be free;
Their likeness is not found on earth, in air, or sea!
Mansi...Read more of this...



by Whitman, Walt
...the script preaches instead of the preacher; 
When the pulpit descends and goes, instead of the carver that carved the supporting desk; 
When I can touch the body of books, by night or by day, and when they touch my body back
 again;

When a university course convinces, like a slumbering woman and child convince; 
When the minted gold in the vault smiles like the night-watchman’s daughter;
When warrantee deeds loafe in chairs opposite, and are my friendly companions; 
I inte...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...ing man, embracing all, proceed the three hundred and sixty-five resistlessly round
 the
 sun;
Embracing all, soothing, supporting, follow close three hundred and sixty-five offsets of
 the
 first,
 sure and necessary as they. 

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Tumbling on steadily, nothing dreading, 
Sunshine, storm, cold, heat, forever withstanding, passing, carrying, 
The Soul’s realization and determination still inheriting, 
The fluid vacuum around and ahead still entering and dividing,
No balk re...Read more of this...

by Hugo, Richard
...p. The jail
turned 70 this year. The only prisoner
is always in, not knowing what he's done.

The principal supporting business now
is rage. Hatred of the various grays
the mountain sends, hatred of the mill,
The Silver Bill repeal, the best liked girls
who leave each year for Butte. One good
restaurant and bars can't wipe the boredom out.
The 1907 boom, eight going silver mines,
a dance floor built on springs--
all memory resolves itself in gaze,
in p...Read more of this...

by Hugo, Victor
...ppliant hands. His lance loved not the plight 
 Of mouldering in the rack, of no avail, 
 His battle-axe slipped from supporting nail 
 Quite easily; 'twas ill for action base 
 To come so near that he the thing could trace. 
 The steel-clad champion death drops all around 
 As glaciers water. Hero ever found 
 Eviradnus is kinsman of the race 
 Of Amadys of Gaul, and knights of Thrace, 
 He smiles at age. For he who never asked 
 For quarter from mankind—shall he b...Read more of this...



by Carroll, Lewis
...The Landing 

"Just the place for a Snark!" the Bellman cried,
As he landed his crew with care;
Supporting each man on the top of the tide
By a finger entwined in his hair. 
"Just the place for a Snark! I have said it twice:
That alone should encourage the crew.
Just the place for a Snark! I have said it thrice:
What I tell you three times is true." 

The crew was complete: it included a Boots--
A maker of Bonnets and Hoods--
A Barrister, b...Read more of this...

by Ashbery, John
...in one's blood. Alas, we perceive them if at all as those things that were meant to be put aside-- costumes of the supporting actors or voice trilling at the end of a narrow enclosed street. You can do nothing with them. Not even offer to pay. 
It is possible that finally, like coming to the end of a long, barely perceptible rise, there is mutual cohesion and interaction. The whole scene is fixed in your mind, the music all present, as though you could se...Read more of this...

by Hugo, Victor
...ption under a Statue of the Virgin and Child, at Guernsey.—The 
 poet sees in the emblem a modern Atlas, i.e., Freedom supporting the 
 World.} 
 
 ("Le peuple est petit.") 


 Weak is the People—but will grow beyond all other— 
 Within thy holy arms, thou fruitful victor-mother! 
 O Liberty, whose conquering flag is never furled— 
 Thou bearest Him in whom is centred all the World. 


 




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by Finch, Anne Kingsmill
...moves, and gently bends the Trees. 
See how those Willows mix their am'rous Boughs; 
And, how that Vine clasps her supporting Spouse! 
The silver Firr dotes on the stately Pine; 
By Love those Elms, by Love those Beeches join. 

But view that Oak; behold his rugged Side: 
Yet that rough Bark the melting Flame do's hide. 
All, by their trembling Leaves, in Sighs declare 
And tell their Passions to the gath'ring Air. 
Which, had but Love o'er Thee the least Com...Read more of this...

by Murray, Les
...Inside Ayers Rock is lit
with paired fluorescent lights
on steel pillars supporting the ceiling
of haze-blue marquee cloth
high above the non-slip pavers.
Curving around the cafeteria
throughout vast inner space
is a Milky way of plastic chairs
in foursomes around tables
all the way to the truck drivers' enclave.
Dusted coolabah trees grow to the ceiling,
TVs talk in gassy colours, and
round the walls are Outback shop fro...Read more of this...

by St Vincent Millay, Edna
...
when spitting on the ground:
They will be found one day Prone where they fell, or dead sitting 
—and pock-marked wall
Supporting the beautiful back straight as an oak
before it is old. 

I have learned to fail. And I have had my say.
Yet shall I sing until my voice crack
(this being my leisure, this my holiday)
That man was a special thing, and no commodity, 
a thing improper to be sold....Read more of this...

by Hughes, Ted
...at the window, so square and so same
So full-strong as ever, the window frame
A scaffold in space, for eyes to lean on

Supporting the body, shaped to its old work
Making small movements in gray air
Numbed from the blurred accident
Of having lived, the fatal, real injury
Under the amnesia

Something tries to save itself-searches
For defenses-but words evade
Like flies with their own notions

Old age slowly gets dressed
Heavily dosed with death's night
Sits on the bed's edge

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by Whitman, Walt
...hat gambol and play—the
 clouds of
 heaven above,) 
The strong base stands, and its pulsations intermits not, 
Bathing, supporting, merging all the rest—maternity of all the rest; 
And with it every instrument in multitudes,
The players playing—all the world’s musicians, 
The solemn hymns and masses, rousing adoration, 
All passionate heart-chants, sorrowful appeals, 
The measureless sweet vocalists of ages, 
And for their solvent setting, Earth’s own diapason,
Of winds and w...Read more of this...

by Ashbery, John
...ect
What it advertises. A few leaded panes, old beams,
Fur, pleated muslin, a coral ring run together
In a movement supporting the face, which swims
Toward and away like the hand
Except that it is in repose. It is what is
Sequestered. Vasari says, "Francesco one day set himself
To take his own portrait, looking at himself from that purpose
In a convex mirror, such as is used by barbers . . .
He accordingly caused a ball of wood to be made
By a turner, ...Read more of this...

by Carroll, Lewis
...


Fit the First.

THE LANDING


"Just the place for a Snark!" the Bellman cried,
 As he landed his crew with care;
Supporting each man on the top of the tide
 By a finger entwined in his hair.

"Just the place for a Snark! I have said it twice:
 That alone should encourage the crew.
Just the place for a Snark! I have said it thrice:
 What I tell you three times is true."

 The crew was complete: it included a Boots--
 A maker of Bonnets and Hoods--
A Barriste...Read more of this...

by Hughes, Langston
...ight 
Out of the darkness, the ignorance, the night. 
Lift high my banner out of the dust. 
Stand like free men supporting my trust. 
Believe in the right, let none push you back. 
Remember the whip and the slaver's track. 
Remember how the strong in struggle and strife 
Still bar you the way, and deny you life -- 
But march ever forward, breaking down bars. 
Look ever upward at the sun and the stars. 
Oh, my dark children, may my dreams and my pra...Read more of this...

by Sassoon, Siegfried
...efore me there; 
I say that He was Christ; stiff in the glare, 
And leaning forward from His burdening task, 
Both arms supporting it; His eyes on mine 
Stared from the woeful head that seemed a mask 
Of mortal pain in Hell's unholy shine. 

No thorny crown, only a woollen cap 
He wore--an English soldier, white and strong, 
Who loved his time like any simple chap, 
Good days of work and sport and homely song; 
Now he has learned that nights are very long, 
And dawn a wat...Read more of this...

by Tebb, Barry
...r> Our sandalled

Bearded neighbour was the first to complain, his teacher wife beside him,

The next-door French widow supporting, “So numerous the children, n’est ce pas?”

Meaning “Don’t encourage the Pakis, there are too many already.”

Like thunder the row erupted, a streetful of shouting, my voice the loudest,

The yesses had it, the children remained, our last real garden.



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in memory of Emily Bronte



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Besieged, beaten and bruised

I had proved my ora...Read more of this...

by Harrison, Tony
...ion
or as reunion for dead parents soon recedes.
The word's once more a mindless desecration
by some HARPoholic yob supporting Leeds.

Almost the time for ghosts I'd better scram.
Though not given much to fears of spooky scaring
I don't fancy an encounter with mi mam
playing Hamlet with me for this swearing.

Though I've a train to catch my step is slow.
I walk on the grass and graves with wary tread
over these subsidences, these shifts below
the life of L...Read more of this...

by Frost, Robert
...ch gave him some time to himself to eat,
But not so much, perhaps, as a boy needed.
So then, to make me wholly self-supporting,
He climbed still higher and bent the tree to earth
And put it in my hands to pick my own grapes.
"Here, take a tree-top, I'll get down another.
Hold on with all your might when I let go."
I said I had the tree. It wasn't true.
The opposite was true. The tree had me.
The minute it was left with me alone
It caught me up ...Read more of this...

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