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Famous Thankless Poems by Famous Poets

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by Juana Inés de la Cruz, Sor
...our blame,
Love you well, be left forlorn.

Scant regard will she possess
Who with caution wends her way,—
Is held thankless for her “nay,”
And as wanton for her “yes.”

What must be the rare caprice
Of the quarry you engage:
If she flees, she wakes your rage,
If she yields, her charms surcease.

Who shall bear the heavier blame,
When remorse the twain enthralls,
She, who for the asking, falls,
He who, asking, brings to shame?

Whose the guilt, where to begi...Read more of this...



by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...d we are wiser than we were before.
And Imogen was wiser; though at first 
Her dream-defeating wisdom was indeed 
A thankless heritage: there was no sweet, 
No bitter now; nor was there anything 
To make a daily meaning for her life—
Till truth, like Harlequin, leapt out somehow 
From ambush and threw sudden savor to it— 
But the blank taste of time. There were no dreams, 
No phantoms in her future any more: 
One clinching revelation of what was
One by-flash of irrevo...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...urth in time had passed me by.

And for the remnant which may be to come,
I am content; and for the past I feel
Not thankless,—for within the crowded sum
Of struggles, happiness at times would steal,
And for the present, I would not benumb
My feelings farther.—Nor shall I conceal
That with all this I still can look around,
And worship Nature with a thought profound.

For thee, my own sweet sister, in thy heart
I know myself secure, as thou in mine;
We were and are...Read more of this...

by Lawson, Henry
...eads for custom at the corner of the street 
 Sinking down, sinking down,
 Battered wreck by tempests beat 
A dreadful, thankless trade is hers, that Woman of the Street. 

But, ah! to dreader things than these our fair young city comes,
For in its heart are growing thick the filthy dens and slums,
Where human forms shall rot away in sties for swine unmeet,
And ghostly faces shall be seen unfit for any street 
 Rotting out, rotting out,
 For the lack of air and meat 
In d...Read more of this...

by Marvell, Andrew
...ms. 

But thee triumphant hence the fiery car, 
And fiery steeds had borne out of the war, 
From the low world, and thankless men above, 
Unto the kingdom blest of peace and love: 
We only mourned ourselves, in thine ascent, 
Whom thou hadst left beneath with mantle rent. 

For all delight of life thou then didst lose, 
When to command, thou didst thyself dispose; 
Resigning up thy privacy so dear, 
To turn the headstrong people's charioteer; 
For to be Cromwell was a...Read more of this...



by Milton, John
...?
 Alas! what boots it with uncessant care
To tend the homely, slighted, shepherd's trade,
And strictly meditate the thankless Muse?
Were it not better done, as others use,
To sport with Amaryllis in the shade,
Or with the tangles of Neaera's hair?
Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise
(That last infirmity of noble mind)
To scorn delights and live laborious days;
But, the fair guerdon when we hope to find,
And think to burst out into sudden blaze,
Come...Read more of this...

by Arnold, Matthew
...that my father spurn'd,
Not for the thousands whom my father slew,
Altars unfed and temples overturn'd,
Cold hearts and thankless tongues, where thanks are due;
Fell this dread voice from lips that cannot lie,
Stern sentence of the Powers of Destiny.

'I will unfold my sentence and my crime.
My crime--that, rapt in reverential awe,
I sate obedient, in the fiery prime
Of youth, self-govern'd, at the feet of Law;
Ennobling this dull pomp, the life of kings,
By contempla...Read more of this...

by Frost, Robert
...ing he remembered in himself,
Tried to think how he could exceed his promise,
And give good measure to the dead, though thankless.
If that was how she felt, he kept repeating.
His first thought under pressure was a grave
In a new boughten grave plot by herself,
Under he didn't care how great a stone:
He'd sell a yoke of steers to pay for it.
And weren't there special cemetery flowers,
That, once grief sets to growing, grief may rest;
The flowers will go on with gr...Read more of this...

by Lawrence, D. H.
...d him,
How glad I was he had come like a guest in quiet, to drink at my water-trough
And depart peaceful, pacified, and thankless,
Into the burning bowels of this earth?

Was it cowardice, that I dared not kill him? Was it perversity, that I longed to talk to him? Was it humility, to feel so honoured?
I felt so honoured.

And yet those voices:
If you were not afraid, you would kill him!

And truly I was afraid, I was most afraid, But even so, honoured still more
That he s...Read more of this...

by Arnold, Matthew
...
And spend the goodly treasures I have got,
And rest my age, and hear of Sohrab's fame,
And leave to death the hosts of thankless kings,
And with these slaughterous hands draw sword no more.'' 

He spoke, and smiled; and Gudurz made reply:---
"What then, O Rustum, will men say to this,
When Sohrab dares our bravest forth, and seeks
Thee most of all, and thou, whom most he seeks,
Hidest thy face? Take heed lest men should say:
Like some old miser, Rustum hoards his fame,
A...Read more of this...

by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...ighed, and then talked on again:
“You have an overgrown alacrity 
For saying nothing much and hearing less; 
And I’ve a thankless wonder, at the start, 
How much it is to you that I shall tell 
What I have now to say of Tasker Norcross,
And how much to the air that is around you. 
But given a patience that is not averse 
To the slow tragedies of haunted men— 
Horrors, in fact, if you’ve a skilful eye 
To know them at their firesides, or out walking,—”

“Horrors,” I said, ...Read more of this...

by Hopkins, Gerard Manley
...s me when with men I deal
More powerless than the blind or lame.

No, I should love the city less
Even than this my thankless lore; 
But I desire the wilderness
Or weeded landslips of the shore.

I walk my breezy belvedere
To watch the low or levant sun, 
I see the city pigeons veer, 
I mark the tower swallows run

Between the tower-top and the ground
Below me in the bearing air; 
Then find in the horizon-round
One spot and hunger to be there.

And then I hate the...Read more of this...

by Paterson, Andrew Barton
...he blue Egyptian sky, 
But he's only a hero built to plan, turned out by the Army schools, 
And I sing of the rankless, thankless man who hustles the Army mules. 
Now where he comes from and where he lives is a mystery dark and dim, 
And it's rarely indeed that the General gives a D.S.O. to him. 
The stolid infantry digs its way like a mole in a ruined wall; 
The cavalry lends a tone, they say, to what were else but a brawl; 
The Brigadier of the Mounted F...Read more of this...

by Bronte, Anne
...,
And when I dwelt with kindred hearts
That loved and cared for me.

I had not then mid heartless crowds
To spend a thankless life
In seeking after others' weal
With anxious toil and strife. 

'Sad wanderer, weep those blissful times
That never may return!'
The lovely floweret seemed to say,
And thus it made me mourn....Read more of this...

by Marvell, Andrew
...n seams.
But thee triumphant hence the firy Carr,
And firy Steeds had born out of the Warr,
From the low World, and thankless Men above,
Unto the Kingdom blest of Peace and Love:
We only mourn'd our selves, in thine Ascent,
Whom thou hadst lest beneath with Mantle rent.
For all delight of Life thou then didst lose,
When to Command, thou didst thy self Depose;
Resigning up thy Privacy so dear,
To turn the headstrong Peoples Charioteer;
For to be Cromwell was a greater ...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...see'st I soon shall part from hence:
And if thy holy tale were true,
The deed that's done canst thou undo?
Think me not thankless - but this grief
Looks not to priesthood for relief.
My soul's estate in secret guess:
But wouldst thou pity more, say less.
When thou canst bid my Leila live,
Then will I sue thee to forgive;
Then plead my cause in that high place
Where purchased masses proffer grace.
Go, when the hunter's hand hath wrung
From forest-cave her shrieking...Read more of this...

by Bridges, Robert Seymour
...o thy Sicilian fields I once have been
On thy loved hills, and where thou first didst use
Thy sweetly balanced rhyme, O thankless queen,
Have pluck'd and wreath'd thy flowers; but do thou choose
Some happier brow to wear thy garlands green. 

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Eternal Father, who didst all create,
In whom we live, and to whose bosom move,
To all men be Thy name known, which is Love,
Till its loud praises sound at heaven's high gate.
Perfect Thy kingdom in our passing state,
That her...Read more of this...

by Scott, Sir Walter
...e, want, and exile thou sustain
          Beneath the fickle gale;
     Waste not a sigh on fortune changed,
     On thankless courts, or friends estranged,
     But come where kindred worth shall smile,
     To greet thee in the lonely isle.'
     IV.

     As died the sounds upon the tide,
     The shallop reached the mainland side,
     And ere his onward way he took,
     The stranger cast a lingering look,
     Where easily his eye might reach
     The Harpe...Read more of this...

by Raleigh, Sir Walter
...Go, Soul, the body's guest,
Upon a thankless errand;
Fear not to touch the best;
The truth shall be thy warrant:
Go, since I needs must die,
And give the world the lie.

Say to the court, it glows
And shines like rotten wood;
Say to the church, it shows
What's good, and doth no good:
If church and court reply,
Then give them both the lie.

Tell potentates, they live
Acting by others' ...Read more of this...

by Kipling, Rudyard
...ys --
The lightly proffered laurel,
 The easy, ungrudged praise.
Comes now, to search your manhood
 Through all the thankless years,
Cold-edged with dear-bought wisdom,
 The judgment of your peers!...Read more of this...

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