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Famous Wallows Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Paterson, Andrew Barton
...float, 
And the Nankin heron croons 
With a deep ill-omened note, 
In the ooze and the mud of the swamps below 
Lazily wallows the buffalo, 
Buried to nose and throat. 

From the hunter's gun he hides 
In the jungle's dark and damp, 
Where the slinking dingo glides 
And the flying foxes camp; 
Hanging like myriad fiends in line 
Where the trailing creepers twist and twine 
And the sun is a sluggish lamp. 

On the edge of the rolling plains 
Where the coarse cane gras...Read more of this...



by Gray, Thomas
...oly head.
Above, below, the rose of snow,
Twined with her blushing foe, we spread:
The bristled Boar in infant-gore
Wallows beneath the thorny shade.
Now, brothers, bending o'er the accursed loom,
Stamp we our vengeance deep, and ratify his doom.

"Edward, lo! to sudden fate
(Weave we the woof. The thread is spun.)
Half of thy heart we consecrate.
(The web is wove. The work is done.)
Stay, oh stay! nor thus forlorn
Leave me unblessed, unpitied,...Read more of this...

by Gray, Thomas
...oly head.
Above, below, the rose of snow,
Twined with her blushing foe, we spread:
The bristled boar in infant-gore
Wallows beneath the thorny shade.
Now, brothers, bending o'er th' accursed loom
Stamp we our vengeance deep, and ratify his doom.

Edward, lo! to sudden fate
(Weave we the woof. The thread is spun)
Half of thy heart we consecrate.
(The web is wove. The work is done.)...Read more of this...

by Kipling, Rudyard
...d in the East -- in the heat-rotted jungle-hollows,
Where the dog-ape barks in the kloof -- in the brake of the buffalo-wallows.

Song of the Dead in the West in the Barrens, the pass that betrayed them,
Where the wolverine tumbles their packs from the camp and the grave-rnound they made them;
 Hear now the Song of the Dead!

 I
We were dreamers, dreaming greatly, in the man-stifled town;
We yearned beyond the sky-line where the strange roads go down.
Came the Whisper...Read more of this...

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