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Famous Turbulent Poems by Famous Poets

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...our of assault and the kiss.
The hour of the spell that blazed like a lighthouse.

Pilot's dread, fury of blind driver,
turbulent drunkenness of love, in you everything sank!

In the childhood of mist my soul, winged and wounded.
Lost discoverer, in you everything sank!

You girdled sorrow, you clung to desire,
sadness stunned you, in you everything sank!

I made the wall of shadow draw back,
beyond desire and act, I walked on.

Oh flesh, my own flesh, woman whom I loved and ...Read more of this...
by Neruda, Pablo



...in pursuit the rapid glede,
 Which makes at once his game: 
Strong the tall ostrich on the ground; 
Strong through the turbulent profound 
 Shoots xiphias to his aim.

 LXXVI 
Strong is the lion—like a coal 
His eyeball—like a bastion's mole
 His chest against his foes: 
Strong, the gier-eagle on his sail, 
Strong against tide, th'enormous whale 
 Emerges as he goes. 

 LXXVII 
But stronger still in earth and air, 
And in the sea, the man of pray'r; 
 And far beneath the tid...Read more of this...
by Smart, Christopher
...tophel was first:
A name to all succeeding ages curst.
For close designs, and crooked counsels fit;
Sagacious, bold and turbulent of wit:
Restless, unfixt in principles and place;
In pow'r unpleas'd, impatient of disgrace.
A fiery soul, which working out its way,
Fretted the pigmy-body to decay:
And o'er inform'd the tenement of clay.
A daring pilot in extremity;
Pleas'd with the danger, when the waves went high
He sought the storms; but for a calm unfit,
Would steer too nigh...Read more of this...
by Dryden, John
...nd pasture to flocks without number.
Dikes, that the hands of the farmers had raised with labor incessant,
Shut out the turbulent tides; but at stated seasons the flood-gates
Opened, and welcomed the sea to wander at will o'er the meadows.
West and south there were fields of flax, and orchards and cornfields
Spreading afar and unfenced o'er the plain; and away to the northward
Blomidon rose, and the forests old, and aloft on the mountains
Sea-fogs pitched their tents, and mis...Read more of this...
by Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
...less and noisy chorus, the rustle and clank of muskets, (even the sight of the
 wounded;)

Manhattan crowds, with their turbulent musical chorus—with varied chorus, and light
 of the
 sparkling eyes; 
Manhattan faces and eyes forever for me....Read more of this...
by Whitman, Walt



...today I bend?
They will be as lost as Carthage,
Scourged by the Romans with fire and salt.

At dawn I seem to hear the turbulent
Murmur of crowds milling and fading away;
They are all I have been loved by, forgotten by;
Space, time, and Borges now are leaving me....Read more of this...
by Borges, Jorge Luis
...rust, suspicion, discord; and shook sore 
Their inward state of mind, calm region once 
And full of peace, now tost and turbulent: 
For Understanding ruled not, and the Will 
Heard not her lore; both in subjection now 
To sensual Appetite, who from beneath 
Usurping over sovran Reason claimed 
Superiour sway: From thus distempered breast, 
Adam, estranged in look and altered style, 
Speech intermitted thus to Eve renewed. 
Would thou hadst hearkened to my words, and staid 
Wi...Read more of this...
by Milton, John
...s less universe, and soon are gone.
Yet, as being ofttimes noxious where they light 
On man, beast, plant, wasteful and turbulent,
Like turbulencies in the affairs of men,
Over whose heads they roar, and seem to point,
They oft fore-signify and threaten ill.
This tempest at this desert most was bent;
Of men at thee, for only thou here dwell'st.
Did I not tell thee, if thou didst reject
The perfect season offered with my aid
To win thy destined seat, but wilt prolong
All to th...Read more of this...
by Milton, John
...commotion;
And down the wet streets
Sail their mimic fleets,
Till the treacherous pool
Ingulfs them in its whirling
And turbulent ocean.

In the country, on every side,
Where far and wide,
Like a leopard's tawny and spotted hide,
Stretches the plain,
To the dry grass and the drier grain
How welcome is the rain!

In the furrowed land
The toilsome and patient oxen stand;
Lifting the yoke encumbered head,
With their dilated nostrils spread,
They silently inhale
The clover-scente...Read more of this...
by Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
...ery rod
I drank, from the clear milkie juice allaying 
Thirst, and refresht; nor envy'd them the grape
Whose heads that turbulent liquor fills with fumes.

Chor. O madness, to think use of strongest wines
And strongest drinks our chief support of health,
When God with these forbid'n made choice to rear
His mighty Champion, strong above compare,
Whose drink was only from the liquid brook.

 Sam. But what avail'd this temperance, not compleat
Against another object more enticin...Read more of this...
by Milton, John
...with fugitives, and them that plot and
 conspire. 

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Walt Whitman am I, a Kosmos, of mighty Manhattan the son, 
Turbulent, fleshy and sensual, eating, drinking and breeding; 
No sentimentalist—no stander above men and women, or apart from them; 
No more modest than immodest.

Unscrew the locks from the doors! 
Unscrew the doors themselves from their jambs! 

Whoever degrades another degrades me; 
And whatever is done or said returns at last to me. 

Through ...Read more of this...
by Whitman, Walt
...he main shapes arise!
Shapes of Democracy, total—result of centuries; 
Shapes, ever projecting other shapes; 
Shapes of turbulent manly cities; 
Shapes of the friends and home-givers of the whole earth, 
Shapes bracing the earth, and braced with the whole earth....Read more of this...
by Whitman, Walt
...s is the needed emblem and sustenance. 

Forever alive, forever forward,
Stately, solemn, sad, withdrawn, baffled, mad, turbulent, feeble, dissatisfied, 
Desperate, proud, fond, sick, accepted by men, rejected by men, 
They go! they go! I know that they go, but I know not where they go; 
But I know that they go toward the best—toward something great. 

15
Allons! whoever you are! come forth!
You must not stay sleeping and dallying there in the house, though you built it, or t...Read more of this...
by Whitman, Walt
..., charging the water and the
 land with names. 

18O expanding and swift! O henceforth, 
Elements, breeds, adjustments, turbulent, quick, and audacious;
A world primal again—Vistas of glory, incessant and branching; 
A new race, dominating previous ones, and grander far—with new contests, 
New politics, new literatures and religions, new inventions and arts. 

These! my voice announcing—I will sleep no more, but arise; 
You oceans that have been calm within me! how I feel you...Read more of this...
by Whitman, Walt
...of beauty, mystical,
Within whose burning bosom we devise
Our earthly mothers waiting, sleeplessly.

7
Supple and turbulent, a ring of men
Shall chant in orgy on a summer morn
Their boisterous devotion to the sun,
Not as a god, but as a god might be,
Naked among them, like a savage source.
Their chant shall be a chant of paradise,
Out of their blood, returning to the sky;
And in their chant shall enter, voice by voice,
The windy lake wherein their lord delights,...Read more of this...
by Stevens, Wallace
...h the pungent smoke
Of firelit nights; a Cromwell clock
Of tarnished brass stood like a rock
In the midst of a heaving, turbulent sea
Of every sort of cutlery.
There lay knives sharpened to any use,
The keenest lancet, and the obtuse
And blunted pruning bill-hook; blades
Of razors, scalpels, shears; cascades
Of penknives, with handles of mother-of-pearl,
And scythes, and sickles, and scissors; a whirl
Of points and edges, and underneath
Shot the gleam of a saw with bristling ...Read more of this...
by Lowell, Amy
..."
Frau Altgelt tied her bonnet on and went
Into the streets. A bright, crisp Autumn wind
Flirted her skirts and hair. A turbulent,
Audacious wind it was, now close behind,
Pushing her bonnet forward till it twined
The strings across her face, then from in front
Slantingly swinging at her with a shunt,
Until she lay against it, struggling, pushing,
Dismayed to find her clothing tightly bound
Around her, every fold and wrinkle crushing
Itself upon her, so that she was wound
In ...Read more of this...
by Lowell, Amy
...
My curse, my nephew--I will not let his name 
Slip from my lips if I can help it--he, 
When that I knew him fierce and turbulent 
Refused her to him, then his pride awoke; 
And since the proud man often is the mean, 
He sowed a slander in the common ear, 
Affirming that his father left him gold, 
And in my charge, which was not rendered to him; 
Bribed with large promises the men who served 
About my person, the more easily 
Because my means were somewhat broken into 
Throug...Read more of this...
by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...e hurled.
Huge elephants trumpeted there by his side,
And mastodon-chiefs of the world.
But higher magic began.
For the turbulent vassals of man.
You harnessed their fever, you conquered their ire,
Their hearts turned to flowers through holy desire,
For their darling and star you were crowned,
And their raging demons were bound.
You rode on the back of the yellow-streaked king,
His loose neck was wreathed with a mistletoe ring.
Primordial elephants loomed by your side,
And ou...Read more of this...
by Lindsay, Vachel
...ious and
 inevitable—and
 they again leading to other results;) 
How the great cities appear—How the Democratic masses, turbulent, wilful, as I love
 them; 
How the whirl, the contest, the wrestle of evil with good, the sounding and resounding,
 keep on
 and on; 
How society waits unform’d, and is for awhile between things ended and things begun; 
How America is the continent of glories, and of the triumph of freedom, and of the
 Democracies,
 and of the fruits of society, an...Read more of this...
by Whitman, Walt

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