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Famous Wrongful Poems by Famous Poets

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

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See there that boy, that murd'ring boy, I say,
Who, like a thief, hid in dark bush doth lie
Till bloody bullet get him wrongful prey.
So tyrant he no fitter place could spy,
Nor so fair level in so secret stay,
As that sweet black which veils the heav'nly eye;
There himself with his shot he close doth lay.
Poor passenger, pass now thereby I did,
And stay'd, pleas'd with the prospect of the place,
While that black hue from me the bad guest hid;
But straight I saw motions of l...Read more of this...
by Sidney, Sir Philip



...is mark and shooting down his kinsman,
brother to brother, with a bloody shaft.
That was an irresolvable conflict—
a wrongful crime wearing out the heart—
a nobleman must lose his life unavenged. (ll. 2435-43)

“It would be as miserable a moment
as an old man living to see his own son
swing on the gallows, too young.
Then he would relate a verse or two,
a sorrowing song, as his son hung there,
a benefit only to ravens, and he cannot
do anything, though old and wis...Read more of this...
by Anonymous,
...our'd to conceal. Yes, well do I perceiveTo you how wrongful is my scanty praise;Yet the strong impulse cannot be withstood,That urges, since I view'dWhat fancy to the sight before ne'er gave,What ne'er before graced mine, or higher lays.[Pg 69]Read more of this...
by Petrarch, Francesco
...ee there that boy, that murthering boy I say, 
Who like a thief, hid in dark bush doth lie, 
Till bloody bullet get him wrongful prey. 

So tyrant he no fitter place could spy, 
Nor so fair level in so secret stay, 
As that sweet black which veils the heav'nly eye: 
There himself with his shot he close doth lay. 

Poor passenger, pass now thereby I did, 
And stayed pleas'd with the prospect of the place, 
While that black hue from me the bad guest hid: 

But straight I saw mo...Read more of this...
by Sidney, Sir Philip

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