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Famous Wracked Poems by Famous Poets

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

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...tter me?
Doth Stella now beginne with piteous eye
The ruines of her conquest to espie?
Will she take time before all wracked be?
Her eyes-speech is translated thus by thee,
But failst thou not in phrases so heau'nly hye?
Looke on againe, the faire text better prie;
What blushing notes dost thou in Margent see?
What sighes stolne out, or kild before full-borne?
Hast thou found such and such-like arguments,
Or art thou else to comfort me forsworne?
Well, how-so thou ...Read more of this...
by Sidney, Sir Philip



...d will with great honor,
until he grew older and ruled the Weder-Geats himself. (ll. 2369-79a)

The sons of Ohthere, wracked exiles sought Heardred
over the sea—they had revolted against the helm of the Scylfings,
the best of the sea-kings who distributed treasure
in Sweden, the famous prince. That became his downfall.
There he received a mortal blow for his hospitality,
by the swinging of swords, the son of Hygelac,
and soon the son of Ongentheow came seeking a home...Read more of this...
by Anonymous,
...ride from Battery to holy Bronx on benzedrine until the noise of wheels and children brought them down shuddering mouth-wracked and battered bleak of brain all drained of brilliance in the drear light of Zoo,
who sank all night in submarine light of Bickford’s floated out and sat through the stale beer afternoon in desolate Fugazzi’s, listening to the crack of doom on the hydrogen jukebox,
who talked continuously seventy hours from park to pad to bar to Bellevue to museum t...Read more of this...
by Ginsberg, Allen
...slight thing,
               A ripe fruit, rotten at core;
     They speak in this futile fashion
     To me, who am wracked with passion,
     Tormented beyond compassion,
               For ever and ever more.

   They say that Possession lessens a lover's delight,
     As radiant mornings fade into afternoon.
   I held what I loved in my arms for many a night,
     Yet ever the morning lightened the sky too soon.

   Beyond our tents the sands stretch level and...Read more of this...
by Nicolson, Adela Florence Cory

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