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Famous Tomb Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Brackenridge, Hugh Henry
...es, and their reason vain, 
Else whence the sculptur'd image of a god, 
And marble bust ador'd as deity, 
Altar and hecatomb prepar'd for these, 
Or human sacrifice when hecatomb 
Consum'd in vain with ceremony dire, 
And rites abhorr'd, denied the wish'd success. 
Reason is dark, else why heroic deem'd 
Fell suicide, as if 'twere fortitude 
And higher merit to recede from life, 
Shunning the ills of poverty, or pain, 
Or wasting sickness, or the victor's sword, 
Than to ...Read more of this...



by Poe, Edgar Allan
...de I lie down by the side
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride 
In the sepulchre there by the sea 
In her tomb by the sounding sea....Read more of this...

by Ginsberg, Allen
...y! Moloch whose fingers 
 are ten armies! Moloch whose breast is a canni- 
 bal dynamo! Moloch whose ear is a smoking 
 tomb! 
Moloch whose eyes are a thousand blind windows! 
 Moloch whose skyscrapers stand in the long 
 streets like endless Jehovahs! Moloch whose fac- 
 tories dream and croak in the fog! Moloch whose 
 smokestacks and antennae crown the cities! 
Moloch whose love is endless oil and stone! Moloch 
 whose soul is electricity and banks! Moloch 
 whose poverty ...Read more of this...

by Wilde, Oscar
...e quenched-out torch, the lonely cypress-gloom,
The little dust stored in the narrow urn,
The gentle XAIPE of the Attic tomb, -
Were not these better far than to return
To my old fitful restless malady,
Or spend my days within the voiceless cave of misery?

Nay! for perchance that poppy-crowned god
Is like the watcher by a sick man's bed
Who talks of sleep but gives it not; his rod
Hath lost its virtue, and, when all is said,
Death is too rude, too obvious a key
To solve one ...Read more of this...

by Alighieri, Dante
...rn to his sad grave, and there 
 In carnal form the sinful spirit shall dwell 
 Once more, and that time only, from the tomb 
 Rising to hear the irrevocable doom 
 Which shall reverberate through eternity." 

 So paced we slowly through the rain that fell 
 Unchanging, over that foul ground, and trod 
 The dismal spirits it held, and somewhat spake 
 Of life beyond us, and the things of God; 
 And asked I, "Master, shall these torments cease, 
 Continue as they are, or m...Read more of this...



by Byron, George (Lord)
...us I answer for mine absent guest." 

With cheek unchanging from its sallow gloom, 
However near his own or other's tomb; 
With hand, whose almost careless coolness spoke 
Its grasp well-used to deal the sabre-stroke; 
With eye, though calm, determined not to spare, 
Did Lara too his willing weapon bare. 
In vain the circling chieftains round them closed, 
For Otho's frenzy would not be opposed; 
And from his lip those words of insult fell — 
His sword is good who can...Read more of this...

by Marvell, Andrew
...
Imprison parents, and the child deflower. 
The Irish herd is now let loose and comes 
By millions over, not by hecatombs; 
And now, now the Canary Patent may 
Be broached again for the great holiday. 

See how he reigns in his new palace culminant, 
And sits in state divine like Jove the fulminant! 
First Buckingham, that durst to him rebel, 
Blasted with lightning, struck wtih thunder, fell. 
Next the twelve Commons are condemned to groan 
And roll in vain at Si...Read more of this...

by Wilde, Oscar
...- guard them well,
O childless city! for a mighty spell,
To wake men's hearts to dreams of things sublime,
Are the lone tombs where rest the Great of Time.


III.


Yon lonely pillar, rising on the plain,
Marks where the bravest knight of France was slain, -
The Prince of chivalry, the Lord of war,
Gaston de Foix: for some untimely star
Led him against thy city, and he fell,
As falls some forest-lion fighting well.
Taken from life while life and love were new,
He ...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...
Living and dead recorded, who to save
Her countrey from a fierce destroyer, chose
Above the faith of wedlock-bands, my tomb
With odours visited and annual flowers.
Not less renown'd then in Mount Ephraim,
Jael who with inhospitable guile
Smote Sisera sleeping through the Temples nail'd. 
Nor shall I count it hainous to enjoy
The public marks of honour and reward
Conferr'd upon me, for the piety
Which to my countrey I was judg'd to have shewn.
At this who ever env...Read more of this...

by Stevens, Wallace
...
The dew upon their feet shall manifest.

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She hears, upon that water without sound,
A voice that cries, "The tomb in Palestine
Is not the porch of spirits lingering.
It is the grave of Jesus, where he lay."
We live in an old chaos of the sun,
Or old dependency of day and night,
Or island solitude, unsponsered, free,
Of that wide water, inescapable.
Deer walk upon our mountains, and the quail
Whistle about us their spontaneous cries;
Sweet berri...Read more of this...

by Wordsworth, William
...f the following gloom,  He deems their colours shall endure  'Till peace go with him to the tomb.  —And let him nurse his fond deceit,  And what if he must die in sorrow!  Who would not cherish dreams so sweet,  Though grief and pain may come to-morrow? LINES  Written near Richmond upon the Thames.   Glide gently, thus for ever glide,Read more of this...

by Blake, William
...s dross, 
Till He had nail’d it to the Cross. 
He took on sin in the Virgin’s womb 
And put it off on the Cross and tomb 
To be worshipp’d by the Church of Rome. 

Was Jesus humble? or did He 
Give any proofs of humility? 
Boast of high things with humble tone, 
And give with charity a stone? 
When but a child He ran away, 
And left His parents in dismay. 
When they had wander’d three days long 
These were the words upon His tongue: 
‘No earthly parents I confess:...Read more of this...

by Wordsworth, William
...e illimitable waters round;  Here watch, of every human friend disowned,  All day, my ready tomb the ocean-flood—  To break my dream the vessel reached its bound:  And homeless near a thousand homes I stood,  And near a thousand tables pined, and wanted food.   By grief enfeebled was I turned adrift,  Helpless as sailor cast on desert rock;  Nor morsel to my ...Read more of this...

by Scott, Sir Walter
...pathway strained.
     A blithesome rout that morning-tide
     Had sought the chapel of Saint Bride.
     Her troth Tombea's Mary gave
     To Norman, heir of Armandave,
     And, issuing from the Gothic arch,
     The bridal now resumed their march.
     In rude but glad procession came
     Bonneted sire and coif-clad dame;
     And plaided youth, with jest and jeer
     Which snooded maiden would not hear:
     And children, that, unwitting why,
     Lent the ...Read more of this...

by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...nd all arrayed for doom, 
He may have proved a world a sorry thing
In his imagining, 
And life a lighted highway to the tomb. 

Or, mounting with infirm unsearching tread, 
His hopes to chaos led, 
He may have stumbled up there from the past, 
And with an aching strangeness viewed the last 
Abysmal conflagration of his dreams,— 
A flame where nothing seems 
To burn but flame itself, by nothing fed; 
And while it all went out,
Not even the faint anodyne of doubt 
May then ...Read more of this...

by Blake, William
...barren heath
Sing the honey bees.

Then the perilous path was planted:
And a river, and a spring
On every cliff and tomb;
And on the bleached bones
Red clay brought forth.

Till the villain left the paths of ease,
To walk in perilous paths, and drive
The just man into barren climes.

Now the sneaking serpent walks
In mild humility.
And the just man rages in the wilds
Where lions roam.

Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air;
Hungry clouds swag...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...
And robed the shoulders in a rosy silk, 
That made the old warrior from his ivied nook 
Glow like a sunbeam: near his tomb a feast 
Shone, silver-set; about it lay the guests, 
And there we joined them: then the maiden Aunt 
Took this fair day for text, and from it preached 
An universal culture for the crowd, 
And all things great; but we, unworthier, told 
Of college: he had climbed across the spikes, 
And he had squeezed himself betwixt the bars, 
And he had breathed the...Read more of this...

by Shelley, Percy Bysshe
...ome flying from the thing they feared & some
Seeking the object of another's fear,
And others as with steps towards the tomb
Pored on the trodden worms that crawled beneath,
And others mournfully within the gloom
Of their own shadow walked, and called it death ...
And some fled from it as it were a ghost,
Half fainting in the affliction of vain breath.
But more with motions which each other crost
Pursued or shunned the shadows the clouds threw
Or birds within ...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...what you behold him, and his doom 
Depends upon his deeds,' the Angel said; 
'If you have aught to arraign in him, the tomb 
Give licence to the humblest beggar's head 
To lift itself against the loftiest.' — 'Some,' 
Said Wilkes, 'don't wait to see them laid in lead, 
For such a liberty — and I, for one, 
Have told them what I though beneath the sun.' 

LXX 

'Above the sun repeat, then, what thou hast 
To urge against him,' said the Archangel. 'Why,' 
Replied t...Read more of this...

by Chaucer, Geoffrey
...did him twist.20
He died when I came from Jerusalem,
And lies in grave under the *roode beam:* *cross*
Although his tomb is not so curious
As was the sepulchre of Darius,
Which that Apelles wrought so subtlely.
It is but waste to bury them preciously.
Let him fare well, God give his soule rest,
He is now in his grave and in his chest.

Now of my fifthe husband will I tell:
God let his soul never come into hell.
And yet was he to me the moste shrew;* *cruel...Read more of this...

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