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Famous Widely Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Byron, George (Lord)
...whisper'd word. 
"'Tis he!" — "'Tis who?" they question far and near, 
Till louder accents rang on Lara's ear; 
So widely spread, few bosoms well could brook 
The general marvel, or that single look; 
But Lara stirr'd not, changed not, the surprise 
That sprung at first to his arrested eyes 
Seem'd now subsided, neither sunk nor raised 
Glanced his eye round, though still the stranger gazed; 
And drawing nigh, exclaim'd, with haughty sneer, 
"'Tis he! — how came he thenc...Read More



by Hugo, Victor
...rnful gloom 
 Some copper vessels, and some crockery ware. 
 The door—as if it must, yet scarcely dare— 
 Had opened widely to the night's fresh air. 
 
 No voice is heard, for man has fled the place; 
 But Terror crouches in the corners' space, 
 And waits the coming guest. This banquet hall 
 Of Titans is so high, that he who shall 
 With wandering eye look up from beam to beam 
 Of the confused wild roof will haply seem 
 To wonder that the stars he sees not the...Read More

by Byron, George (Lord)
...was sent
To turn a palace to a tomb:
He came, he went, like the Simoom,
That harbinger of fate and gloom,
Beneath whose widely - wasting breath
The very cypress droops to death -
Dark tree, still sad when others’ grief is fled,
The only constant mourner o’er the dead!


The steed is vanished from the stall;
No serf is seen in Hassan’s hall;
The lonely spider’s thin grey pall
Waves slowly widening o’er the wall;
The bat builds in his harem bower,
And in the fortress of his pow...Read More

by Eliot, T S (Thomas Stearns)
...re:
And whatever time the deed took place--MACAVITY WASN'T THERE!
And they say that all the Cats whose wicked deeds are widely known
(I might mention Mungojerrie, I might mention Griddlebone)
Are nothing more than agents for the Cat who all the time
Just controls their operations: the Napoleon of Crime!...Read More

by Byron, George (Lord)
...!" 
Unless, like he of Babylon, 
All sense is with thy sceptre gone, 
Life will not long confine 
That spirit pour'd so widely forth-- 
So long obey'd -- so little worth! 

XVI 
Or, like the thief of fire from heaven, 
Wilt thou withstand the shock? 
And share with him, the unforgiven, 
His vulture and his rock! 
Foredoom'd by God -- by man accurst, 
And that last act, though not thy worst, 
The very Fiend's arch mock; 
He in his fall preserved his pride, 
And, if a mortal, h...Read More



by Gregory, Rg
...s savaged my deepest roots
  and the easter sun is banging hard against the window
  the arms of my loves are flowering widely
  and over the fields a new definition is running

  even though the streets we walk cannot be altered
  and faces there are that will not understand
  we have a sun born of our mutual longings
  whose shine is a hard fact - love is a new land

new spartans

  i haven't felt this young for twenty years
  yesterday i felt twenty years older
  then i ha...Read More

by Shelley, Percy Bysshe
...ith inconstant glance
Each human heart and countenance;
Like hues and harmonies of evening, --
Like clouds in starlight widely spread, --
Like memory of music fled, --
Like aught that for its grace may be
Dear, and yet dearer for its mystery.

Spirit of Beauty, that dost consecrate
With thine own hues all thou dost shine upon
Of human thought or form, -- where art thou gone?
Why dost thou pass away and leave our state,
This dim vast vale of tears, vacant and desolate?
Ask...Read More

by Hood, Thomas
...verge of a church yard mold;
Price of many a crime untold.
Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold!
Good or bad a thousand fold!
How widely it agencies vary,
To save - to ruin - to curse - to bless -
As even its minted coins express :
Now stamped with the image of Queen Bess,
And now of a bloody Mary....Read More

by Southey, Robert
...rce
Meanders on its early course,
Delighting there with winding way
Amid the vernal vale to stray,
Emerging thence more widely spread
It foams along its craggy bed,
And shatter'd with the mighty shock
Rushes from the giddy rock--
Hurl'd headlong o'er the dangerous steep
On runs the current to the deep,
And gathering waters as it goes
Serene and calm the river flows,
Diffuses plenty o'er the smiling coast,
Rolls on its stately waves and is in ocean lost....Read More

by Aiken, Conrad
...nd this the artist,—
A priest, perhaps—did most to make resemble 
The flesh of her who lies within. 
The brown eyes widely stare at the bat-hung ceiling. 
The hair is black, The mouth is thin. 
Princess! Secret of life! We come to praise you! 
The torch is lowered, this coffin too we open, 
And the dark air is drunk with musk and myrrh. 
Here are the thousand white and scented wrappings, 
The gilded mask, and jeweled eyes, of her.

And now the body itself,...Read More

by Stevenson, Robert Louis
...br>
And if so rare the house, how rarer far
The welcome and the weal that therein are!
So free the access, the doors so widely thrown,
You half imagine all to be your own....Read More

by Larkin, Philip
...land still seemed quite natural.
Only a numbness registered the shock
Of finding out how much had gone of life,
How widely from the others. Dockery, now:
Only nineteen, he must have taken stock
Of what he wanted, and been capable
Of . . . No, that's not the difference: rather, how

Convinced he was he should be added to!
Why did he think adding meant increase?
To me it was dilution. Where do these
Innate assumptions come from? Not from what
We think tr...Read More

by Wright, James
..., for all of me.
Alive and dead, those giggling muckers who
Saddled my nighmares thirty years ago
Can do without my widely printed sighing.
Over their pains with paid sincerity.
I do not pity the dead, I pity the dying.

4.
I pity myself, because a man is dead.
If Belmont County killed him, what of me?
His victims never loved him. Why should we?
And yet, nobody had to kill him either.
It does no good to woo the grass, to veil
The quicklime hole...Read More

by Finch, Anne Kingsmill
...Swine, now carrying to the Knife; 
And whilst the Lamb and silent Goat 
In the same fatal Cart lay void of Strife, 
He widely stretches his foreboding Throat, 
Deaf'ning the easy Crew with his outragious Note. 

The angry Driver chides th'unruly Beast, 
And bids him all this Noise forbear; 
Nor be more loud, nor clamorous than the rest, 
Who with him travel'd to the neighb'ring Fair. 
And quickly shou'd arrive, and be unfetter'd there. 

This, quoth the Swine, I ...Read More

by Petrarch, Francesco
...>Truth's welcome message, that my hope is sure;For this alone, unless I widely errOf him who set me on the task, I came,That others I might stirTo honourable acts of high and holy aim. Macgregor....Read More

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