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Famous Trophies Poems by Famous Poets

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by Shakespeare, William
...blend
With objects manifold: each several stone,
With wit well blazon'd, smiled or made some moan.

''Lo, all these trophies of affections hot,
Of pensived and subdued desires the tender,
Nature hath charged me that I hoard them not,
But yield them up where I myself must render,
That is, to you, my origin and ender;
For these, of force, must your oblations be,
Since I their altar, you enpatron me.

''O, then, advance of yours that phraseless hand,
Whose white weighs d...Read more of this...



by Shelley, Percy Bysshe
...e depth
Of thy deep mysteries. I have made my bed
In charnels and on coffins, where black death
Keeps record of the trophies won from thee,
Hoping to still these obstinate questionings
Of thee and thine, by forcing some lone ghost,
Thy messenger, to render up the tale
Of what we are. In lone and silent hours,
When night makes a weird sound of its own stillness, 
Like an inspired and desperate alchemist
Staking his very life on some dark hope,
Have I mixed awful talk a...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...his lips essay'd to groan, 
The rushing billows choked the tone! 

XXVI. 

Morn slowly rolls the clouds away; 
Few trophies of the fight are there: 
The shouts that shook the midnight-bay 
Are silent; but some signs of fray 
That strand of strife may bear, 
And fragments of each shiver'd brand; 
Steps stamp'd; and dash'd into the sand 
The print of many a struggling hand 
May there be mark'd; nor far remote 
A broken torch, an oarless boat; 
And tangled on the weeds that...Read more of this...

by Wilcox, Ella Wheeler
..., in the morning of success, that grand
Invincible discoverer of our land
Had made no lodge or wigwam desolate
To carry trophies to the proud and great; 
If on our history's page there were no blot
Left by the cruel rapine of Cabot, 
Of Verrazin, and Hudson, dare we claim
The Indian of the plains, to-day had been same? 

XII.

For in this brief existence, not alone
Do our lives gather what our hands have sown, 
But we reap, too, what others long ago
Sowed, careless of the...Read more of this...

by Gray, Thomas
...e paths of glory lead but to the grave.

Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault,
If Memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise,
Where through the long-drawn aisle, and fretted vault,
The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.

Can storied urn, or animated bust,
Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath?
Can Honour's voice provoke the silent dust,
Or Flattery soothe the dull cold ear of Death?

Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid
Some heart once pregnant w...Read more of this...



by Bryant, William Cullen
...ilt take a life
Dear to me as my own. Yet while the spell
Is on my spirit, and I talk with thee
In sight of all thy trophies, face to face,
Meet is it that my voice should utter forth

Thy nobler triumphs: I will teach the world
To thank thee.--Who are thine accusers?--Who?
The living!--they who never felt thy power,
And know thee not. The curses of the wretch
Whose crimes are ripe, his sufferings when thy hand
Is on him, and the hour he dreads is come,
Are writ a...Read more of this...

by Brodsky, Joseph
...bject of these second-rate years,
I proudly admit that my finest ideas
are second-rate, and may the future take them
as trophies of my struggle against suffocation.
I sit in the dark. And it would be hard to figure out
which is worse; the dark inside, or the darkness out....Read more of this...

by Marvell, Andrew
...m below. 

Each ran, as chance him guides to several post, 
And all to pattern his example boast. 
Their former trophies they recall to mind 
And to new edge their angry courage grind. 
First entered forward Temple, conqueror 
Of Irish cattle and Solicitor; 
Then daring Seymour, that with spear and shield 
Had stretched the Monster Patent on the field; 
Keen Whorwood next, in aid of damsel frail, 
That pierced the giant Mordaunt through his mail; 
And surly Willia...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...gh advanced, 
Shone like a meteor streaming to the wind, 
With gems and golden lustre rich emblazed, 
Seraphic arms and trophies; all the while 
Sonorous metal blowing martial sounds: 
At which the universal host up-sent 
A shout that tore Hell's concave, and beyond 
Frighted the reign of Chaos and old Night. 
All in a moment through the gloom were seen 
Ten thousand banners rise into the air, 
With orient colours waving: with them rose 
A forest huge of spears; and thron...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...od, till Sin, his fair 
Enchanting daughter, thus the silence broke. 
O Parent, these are thy magnifick deeds, 
Thy trophies! which thou viewest as not thine own; 
Thou art their author, and prime architect: 
For I no sooner in my heart divined, 
My heart, which by a secret harmony 
Still moves with thine, joined in connexion sweet, 
That thou on earth hadst prospered, which thy looks 
Now also evidence, but straight I felt, 
Though distant from thee worlds between, yet f...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...temples proudly elevate
On seven small hills, with palaces adorned,
Porches and theatres, baths, aqueducts,
Statues and trophies, and triumphal arcs,
Gardens and groves, presented to his eyes
Above the highth of mountains interposed—
By what strange parallax, or optic skill 
Of vision, multiplied through air, or glass
Of telescope, were curious to enquire.
And now the Tempter thus his silence broke:—
 "The city which thou seest no other deem
Than great and glorious Rome, ...Read more of this...

by Spenser, Edmund
...foot to rear her pouldred corse. 


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He that hath seen a great oak dry and dead, 
Yet clad with relics of some trophies old, 
Lifting to heaven her agéd hoary head, 
Whose foot in ground hath left but feeble hold; 
But half disbowel'd lies above the ground, 
Showing her wreathéd roots, and naked arms, 
And on her trunk all rotten and unsound 
Only supports herself for meat of worms; 
And though she owe her fall to the first wind, 
Yet of the devout people is ador'd, ...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...assert:
Dagon must stoop, and shall e're long receive
Such a discomfit, as shall quite despoil him
Of all these boasted Trophies won on me, 
And with confusion blank his Worshippers.

Man: With cause this hope relieves thee, and these words
I as a Prophecy receive: for God,
Nothing more certain, will not long defer
To vindicate the glory of his name
Against all competition, nor will long
Endure it, doubtful whether God be Lord,
Or Dagon. But for thee what shall be don...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
...his lips essay'd to groan, 
The rushing billows choked the tone! 

XXVI. 

Morn slowly rolls the clouds away; 
Few trophies of the fight are there: 
The shouts that shook the midnight-bay 
Are silent; but some signs of fray 
That strand of strife may bear, 
And fragments of each shiver'd brand; 
Steps stamp'd; and dash'd into the sand 
The print of many a struggling hand 
May there be mark'd; nor far remote 
A broken torch, an oarless boat; 
And tangled on the weeds that...Read more of this...

by Turner Smith, Charlotte
...e;
Who reckon Gueslin, Bayard, or De Foix,
Among their brave Progenitors? Their eyes,
Accustom'd to regard the splendid trophies
Of Heraldry (that with fantastic hand
Mingles, like images in feverish dreams,
"Gorgons and Hydras, and Chimeras dire,"
With painted puns, and visionary shapes;),
See not the simple dignity of Virtue,
But hold all base, whom honours such as these
Exalt not from the crowd 6 --As one, who long
Has dwelt amid the artificial scenes
Of populous City, dee...Read more of this...

by Browning, Robert
...s in his station, and that in his office,
And the Duke's plan admitted a wife, at most,
To meet his eye, with the other trophies,
Now outside the hall, now in it,
To sit thus, stand thus, see and be seen,
At the proper place in the proper minute,
And die away the life between.
And it was amusing enough, each infraction
Of rule---(but for after-sadness that came)
To hear the consummate self-satisfaction
With which the young Duke and the old dame
Would let her advise, and c...Read more of this...

by Scott, Sir Walter
...heath, that careless flung
     Upon a stag's huge antlers swung;
     For all around, the walls to grace,
     Hung trophies of the fight or chase:
     A target there, a bugle here,
     A battle-axe, a hunting-spear,
     And broadswords, bows, and arrows store,
     With the tusked trophies of the boar.
     Here grins the wolf as when he died,
     And there the wild-cat's brindled hide
     The frontlet of the elk adorns,
     Or mantles o'er the bison's horn...Read more of this...

by Pope, Alexander
...tar built,
Of twelve vast French Romances, neatly gilt.
There lay three Garters, half a Pair of Gloves;
And all the Trophies of his former Loves. 
With tender Billet-doux he lights the Pyre,
And breathes three am'rous Sighs to raise the Fire.
Then prostrate falls, and begs with ardent Eyes
Soon to obtain, and long possess the Prize:
The Pow'rs gave Ear, and granted half his Pray'r,
The rest, the Winds dispers'd in empty Air.

But now secure the painted Vessel ...Read more of this...

by Petrarch, Francesco
...lory cast a waning light;But neither Bacchus, nor Alcmena's sonSuch trophies yet by east or west have won;Nor he that in the arms of conquest died,As he, when Rome's stern foes his valour triedYet he survived his fame. But luckier farWas one that follow'd next, whose golden starRead more of this...

by Plath, Sylvia
...they are so exhausted, they are all flat out
In their canvas-sided cots, names tied to their wrists,
The little silver trophies they've come so far for.
There are some with thick black hair, there are some bald.
Their skin tints are pink or sallow, brown or red;
They are beginning to remember their differences.

I think they are made of water; they have no expression.
Their features are sleeping, like light on quiet water.
They are the real monks and nuns...Read more of this...

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