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Famous Wag Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Burns, Robert
...trates might weel be spar’d;
To liken them to your auld-warld squad,
I must needs say, comparisons are odd.
In Ayr, wag-wits nae mair can hae a handle
To mouth ’a Citizen,’ a term o’ scandal;
Nae mair the Council waddles down the street,
In all the pomp of ignorant conceit;
Men wha grew wise priggin owre hops and raisins,
Or gather’d lib’ral views in Bonds and Seisins:
If haply Knowledge, on a random tramp,
Had shor’d them with a glimmer of his lamp,
And would to Common-s...Read more of this...



by Lowell, Amy
...a marvel bureaucracy is, which can smother
Such quite elementary feelings, and tag
A man with a number, and set him to wag
His legs and his arms at the word of command
Or the blow of a whistle! He's certainly damned,
Fit only for mince-meat, if a little gold lace
And an upturned moustache can set him to face
Bullets, and bayonets, and death, and diseases,
Because some one he calls his Emperor, pleases.
If each man were to lay down his weapon, and say,
With a click of his...Read more of this...

by Thomas, Dylan
...slithered run of the chilly glinting hill. He went in his ice-bound boots like a man on
fishmonger's slabs.
"He wagged his bag like a frozen camel's hump, dizzily turned the corner on one foot, and, by God, he was
gone."

"Get back to the Presents."
"There were the Useful Presents: engulfing mufflers of the old coach days, and mittens made for giant sloths;
zebra scarfs of a substance like silky gum that could be tug-o'-warred down to the galoshes; blinding ta...Read more of this...

by Sassoon, Siegfried
...eep to chase 
Shifting dreams in mazy light, 
Somewhere then I'll see your face 
Turning back to bid me follow 
Where I wag my arms and hollo, 
Over hedges hasting after 
Crooked smile and baffling laughter, 
Running tireless, floating, leaping, 
Down your web-hung woods and valleys, 
Where the glowworm stars are peeping, 
Till I find you, quiet as stone 
On a hill-top all alone, 
Staring outward, gravely pondering 
Jumbled leagues of hillock-wandering. 

III 

You and I ...Read more of this...

by Levy, Amy
..., good;"
And what a small thing was our joy or grief
When weigh'd with that of thousands. Gentle Tom,
But you might wag your philosophic tongue
From morn till eve, and still the thing's the same:
I am myself, as each man is himself--
Feels his own pain, joys his own joy, and loves
With his own love, no other's. Friend, the world
Is but one man; one man is but the world.
And I am I, and you are Tom, that bleeds
When needles prick your flesh (mark, yours, not mine)....Read more of this...



by Sidney, Sir Philip
...bowes,
And in her eyes of arrows infinit.
O how for ioy he leaps! O how he crowes!
And straight therewith, like wags new got to play,
Falls to shrewd turnes! And I was in his way. 
XVIII 

With what sharp checkes I in myself am shent
When into Reasons audite I do goe,
And by iust counts my selfe a bankrout know
Of all those goods which heauen to me hath lent;
Vnable quite to pay euen Natures rent,
Which vnto it by birthright I do ow;
And, which is worse,...Read more of this...

by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...counsel him about his disillusions,
Old aches, and parturitions of what's coming, -- 
A dog of orders, an emeritus,
To wag his tail at him when he comes home,
And then to put his paws up on his knees
And say, "For God's sake, what's it all about?"

I don't know whether he needs a dog or not -- 
Or what he needs. I tell him he needs Greek;
I'll talk of rules and Aristotle with him,
And if his tongue's at home he'll say to that,
I have your word that Aristotle knows,
And y...Read more of this...

by Service, Robert William
...f dogs could speak, how dangerous
It would be for a lot of us!
At what they see and what they hear
They wink an eye and wag an ear.
How fortunate for old and young
The darlings have a silent tongue!
We love them, but it's just as well
For all of us that - dogs can't tell....Read more of this...

by Carroll, Lewis
...ere is Thingumbob shouting!" the Bellman said. 
"He is shouting like mad, only hark! 
He is waving his hands, he is wagging his head, 
He has certainly found a Snark!" 

They gazed in delight, while the Butcher exclaimed
"He was always a desperate wag!" 
They beheld him--their Baker--their hero unnamed--
On the top of a neighbouring crag, 

Erect and sublime, for one moment of time, 
In the next, that wild figure they saw
(As if stung by a spasm) plunge into a chasm, 
Whi...Read more of this...

by Carroll, Lewis
...ll,
Is the thing that one needs with a Snark." 

He would joke with hyaenas, returning their stare
With an impudent wag of the head:
And he once went a walk, paw-in-paw, with a bear,
"Just to keep up its spirits," he said. 

He came as a Baker: but owned, when too late--
And it drove the poor Bellman half-mad--
He could only bake Bridecake--for which, I may state,
No materials were to be had. 

The last of the crew needs especial remark,
Though he looked an incred...Read more of this...

by Rossetti, Christina
...body and not a soul: 
Not so much as a grain of dust 
Or a drop of water from pole to pole.

Still the world would wag on the same, 
Still the seasons go and come: 
Blossoms bloom as in days of old, 
Cherries ripen and wild bees hum.

None would miss me in all the world, 
How much less would care or weep: 
I should be nothing, while all the rest 
Would wake and weary and fall asleep....Read more of this...

by Smart, Christopher
...ty. 

Let Abiah rejoice with Morphnus who is a bird of passage to the Heavens. 

Let Hur rejoice with the Water-wag-tail, who is a neighbour, and loves to be looked at. 

Let Dodo rejoice with the purple Worm, who is cloathed sumptuously, tho he fares meanly. 

Let Ahio rejoice with the Merlin who is a cousin german of the hawk. 

Let Joram rejoice with the Water-Rail, who takes his delight in the river. 

Let Chileab rejoice with Ophion who is clean m...Read more of this...

by Melville, Herman
...te beheld
Through rifts in musket-haze,
Were closed from view in clouds of dust
On leaf-walled ways,
Where streamed our wagons in caravan;
And the Seven Nights and Days
Of march and fast, retreat and fight,
Pinched our grimed faces to ghastly plight - 
Does the elm wood
Recall the haggard beards of blood?

The battle-smoked flag, with stars eclipsed,
We followed (it never fell!) - 
In silence husbanded our strength - 
Received their yell;
Till on this slope we patient turned
...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...ight kisses, a few embraces, a reaching around of arms; 
The play of shine and shade on the trees as the supple boughs wag; 
The delight alone, or in the rush of the streets, or along the fields and
 hill-sides;
The feeling of health, the full-noon trill, the song of me rising from bed and
 meeting the sun. 

Have you reckon’d a thousand acres much? have you reckon’d the earth
 much? 
Have you practis’d so long to learn to read? 
Have you felt so proud to get at...Read more of this...

by Swift, Jonathan
...d
By rapine, theft, or thirst of blood."

The ass, approaching next, confess'd
That in his heart he lov'd a jest:
A wag he was, he needs must own,
And could not let a dunce alone:
Sometimes his friend he would not spare,
And might perhaps be too severe:
But yet, the worst that could be said,
He was a wit both born and bred;
And, if it be a sin or shame,
Nature alone must bear the blame:
One fault he hath, is sorry for't,
His ears are half a foot too short;
Which could he ...Read more of this...

by Field, Eugene
...oughter be;
His color wuz yaller as ever you see;
His tail, curlin' upward, wuz long, loose, an' slim -
When he didn't wag it, why, the tail it wagged him!
His legs wuz so crooked, my bench-legged pup
Wuz as tall settin' down as he wuz standin' up!

He'd lie by the stove of a night an' regret
The various vittles an' things he had et;
When a stranger, most likely a tramp, come along,
He'd lift up his voice in significant song -
You wondered, by gum! how there ever wuz space
I...Read more of this...

by Carroll, Lewis
...
 Is the thing that one needs with a Snark."

He would joke with hy{ae}nas, returning their stare
 With an impudent wag of the head:
And he once went a walk, paw-in-paw, with a bear,
 "Just to keep up its spirits," he said.

He came as a Baker: but owned, when too late--
 And it drove the poor Bellman half-mad--
He could only bake Bridecake--for which, I may state,
 No materials were to be had.

The last of the crew needs especial remark,
 Though he looked an incr...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...hich there brake 
On all sides, clamouring etiquette to death, 
Unmeasured mirth; while now the two old kings 
Began to wag their baldness up and down, 
The fresh young captains flashed their glittering teeth, 
The huge bush-bearded Barons heaved and blew, 
And slain with laughter rolled the gilded Squire. 

At length my Sire, his rough cheek wet with tears, 
Panted from weary sides 'King, you are free! 
We did but keep you surety for our son, 
If this be he,--or a dragge...Read more of this...

by Lanier, Sidney
...said;
Then first the bounds of neighborhood outspread
Beyond all confines of old ethnic dread.
Vainly the Jew might wag his covenant head:
`"All men are neighbors,"' so the sweet Voice said.
So, when man's arms had circled all man's race,
The liberal compass of his warm embrace
Stretched bigger yet in the dark bounds of space;
With hands a-grope he felt smooth Nature's grace,
Drew her to breast and kissed her sweetheart face:
Yea man found neighbors in great hills and...Read more of this...

by Raleigh, Sir Walter
...Your dog is not a dog of grace; 
He does not wag the tail or beg;
He bit Miss Dickson in the face;
He bit a Bailie in the leg.

What tragic choices such a dog
Presents to visitor or friend!
Outside there is the Glasgow fog;
Within, a hydrophobic end.

Yet some relief even terror brings,
For when our life is cold and gray
We waste our strength on little things,
And fret our puny souls away.
...Read more of this...

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