Famous Trade In Poems by Famous Poets
These are examples of famous Trade In poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous trade in poems. These examples illustrate what a famous trade in poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).
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Alighieri, Dante
...i che la fede spezial si cria;
onde nel cerchio minore, ov'? 'l punto
de l'universo in su che Dite siede,
qualunque trade in etterno ? consunto».
E io: «Maestro, assai chiara procede
la tua ragione, e assai ben distingue
questo bar?tro e 'l popol ch'e' possiede.
Ma dimmi: quei de la palude pingue,
che mena il vento, e che batte la pioggia,
e che s'incontran con s? aspre lingue,
perch? non dentro da la citt? roggia
sono ei puniti, se Dio li ha in ira?
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Finch, Anne Kingsmill
...Silvia, let's from the Crowd retire;
For, What to you and me
(Who but each other do desire)
Is all that here we see?
Apart we'll live, tho' not alone;
For, who alone can call
Those, who in Desarts live with One,
If in that One they've All?
The World a vast Meander is,
Where Hearts confus'dly stray;
Where Few do hit, whilst Thousands miss
The h...Read more of this...
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Sexton, Anne
...I stand before the sea
and it rolls and rolls in its green blood
saying, "Do not give up one god
for I have a handful."
The trade winds blew
in their twelve-fingered reversal
and I simply stood on the beach
while the ocean made a cross of salt
and hung up its drowned
and they cried Deo Deo.
The ocean offered them up in the vein of its might.
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Browning, Robert
...E
I
Now that I, tying thy glass mask tightly,
May gaze through these faint smokes curling whitely,
As thou pliest thy trade in this devil's-smithy—
Which is the poison to poison her, prithee?
II
He is with her; and they know that I know
Where they are, what they do: they believe my tears flow
While they laugh, laugh at me, at me fled to the drear
Empty church, to pray God in, for them!—I am here.
III
Grind away, moisten and mash up thy paste,
Pound at thy powder,—I...Read more of this...
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Lanier, Sidney
...Selfhood turned into a slave
To work in Mammon's cave,
Fair Lady?
Will Truth's long blade ne'er gleam again?
Hath Giant Trade in dungeons slain
All great contempts of mean-got gain
And hates of inward stain,
Fair Lady?
For aye shall name and fame be sold,
And place be hugged for the sake of gold,
And smirch-robed Justice feebly scold
At Crime all money-bold,
Fair Lady?
Shall self-wrapt husbands aye forget
Kiss-pardons for the daily fret
Wherewith sweet wifely eyes are wet --
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