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Famous Wallow In Poems by Famous Poets

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by Burns, Robert
...The scourge of the seas, and the dread of the shore;
The wild Scandinavian boar issued forth
 To wanton in carnage and wallow in gore:
O’er countries and kingdoms their fury prevail’d,
 No arts could appease them, no arms could repel;
But brave Caledonia in vain they assail’d,
 As Largs well can witness, and Loncartie tell.


Thus bold, independent, unconquer’d, and free,
 Her bright course of glory for ever shall run:
For brave Caledonia immortal must be;
 I’ll prove it...Read more of this...



by Burns, Robert
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Then worthy Glenriddel, so cautious and sage,
No longer the warfare ungodly would wage;
A high Ruling Elder to wallow in wine;
He left the foul business to folks less divine.


The gallant Sir Robert fought hard to the end;
But who can with Fate and quart bumpers contend!
Though Fate said, a hero should perish in light;
So uprose bright Phoebus-and down fell the knight.


Next uprose our Bard, like a prophet in drink:—
“Craigdarroch, thou’lt soar when creatio...Read more of this...

by Tebb, Barry
...
Price Turner was so happy at the slaughter

He hanged himself in a corner

And Hughes brought the Great White Boar

To wallow in all the gore

While I rode centaur

Charles Tomlinson had sent for....Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...
Blacken round the Roman carrion, make the carcase a skeleton,
Kite and kestrel, wolf and wolfkin, from the wilderness, wallow in it,
Till the face of Bel be brighten'd, Taranis be propitiated.
Lo their colony half-defended! lo their colony, Camulodune!
There the horde of Roman robbers mock at a barbarous adversary.
There the hive of Roman liars worship a gluttonous emperor-idiot.
Such is Rome, and this her deity: hear it, Spirit of Cassivelaun! 

`Hear it, Gods! ...Read more of this...

by Kavanagh, Patrick
...Leafy-with-love banks and the green waters of the canal
Pouring redemption for me, that I do
The will of God, wallow in the habitual, the banal,
Grow with nature again as before I grew.
The bright stick trapped, the breeze adding a third
Party to the couple kissing on an old seat,
And a bird gathering materials for the nest for the Word
Eloquently new and abandoned to its delirious beat.
O unworn world enrapture me, encapture me in a web
Of fabulous grass an...Read more of this...



by Service, Robert William
...ht when everything's right,
 And you're mad with the thrill and the glory;
It's easy to cheer when victory's near,
 And wallow in fields that are gory.
It's a different song when everything's wrong,
 When you're feeling infernally mortal;
When it's ten against one, and hope there is none,
 Buck up, little soldier, and chortle:

Carry on! Carry on!
There isn't much punch in your blow.
You're glaring and staring and hitting out blind;
You're muddy and bloody, but never ...Read more of this...

by Service, Robert William
...solate I stand;
And though my thousand books I prize,
Feeling a witling in their eyes,
I turn from them in weariness
To wallow in the Daily Press.

For, oh, I never, never will
The noble field of knowledge till:
I pattern words with artful tricks,
As children play with painted bricks,
And realize with futile woe,
Nothing I know - nor want to know.

My library has windowed nooks;
And so I turn from arid books
To vastitude of sea and sky,
And like a child content am I
W...Read more of this...

by Hugo, Victor
...e're the Emperor's winners 
 Of right royal dinners, 
 Where cities are served up and flanked by estates, 
 While we wallow in claret, 
 Knowing not how to spare it, 
 Though beer is less likely to muddle our pates— 
 While flourish the trumpets, etc. 
 
 Gods of battle! red-handed! 
 Wise it was to have banded 
 Such arms as are these for embracing of gain! 
 Hearken to each war-vulture 
 Crying, "Down with all culture 
 Of land or religion!" Hoch! to our...Read more of this...

by Hugo, Victor
...n bear and in walrus-skin I was enswathed. 
 
 Then my father was strong, whom the years lowly bow,— 
 A bison could wallow in the grooves of his brow. 
 He is weak, very old—he can scarcely uptear 
 A young pine-tree for staff since his legs cease to bear; 
 
 But here's to replace him!—I can toy with his axe; 
 As I sit on the hill my feet swing in the flax, 
 And my knee caps the boulders and troubles the trees. 
 How they shiver, yea, quake if I happen to sneeze...Read more of this...

by Kipling, Rudyard
...dee):
 "Oh, the ice-blink white and near,
 And the bowhead breaching clear!
 Will Ye whelm them all for wantonness that wallow in the sea?"

Loud sang the souls of the jolly, jolly mariners,
 Crying: "Under Heaven, here is neither lead nor lee!
 Must we sing for evermore
 On the windless, glassy floor?
 Take back your golden fiddles and we'll beat to open sea!"

Then stooped the Lord, and He called the good sea up to Him,
 And 'stablished his borders unto all eternity,
 That ...Read more of this...

by Lowell, Robert
...t the sea-gulls wail

For water, for the deep where the high tide
Mutters to its hurt self, mutters and ebbs.
Waves wallow in their wash, go out and out,
Leave only the death-rattle of the crabs,
The beach increasing, its enormous snout
Sucking the ocean's side.
This is the end of running on the waves;
We are poured out like water. Who will dance
The mast-lashed master of Leviathans
Up from this field of Quakers in their unstoned graves? 

 V

When the whale's vis...Read more of this...

by Benet, Stephen Vincent
...till you were sodden! . . . 
Like great light 
She came into his thoughts. That was the worst. 
To wallow in the mud like this because 
His friends were fools. . . . He was not fit to touch, 
To see, oh far, far off, that silver place 
Where God stood manifest to man in her. . . . 
Fouling himself. . . . One thing he brought to her, 
At least. He had been clean; had taken it 
A kind of point of honor fro...Read more of this...

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