FISHING POEMS

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A Busy Man

This crowded life of God's good giving
No man has relished more than I;
I've been so goldarned busy living
I've never had the time to die.
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Robert Service

Robert Service
Morning

We stood among the boats and nets;
We saw the swift clouds fall,
We watched the schooners scamper in
Before the sudden squall;-
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Don Marquis

Don Marquis
The Mountain

The mountain held the town as in a shadow
I saw so much before I slept there once:
I noticed that I missed stars in the west,
Where its black body cut into the sky.
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Robert Frost

Robert Frost
The Summary History Of Sir William Wallace

Sir William Wallace of Ellerslie,
I'm told he went to the High School in Dundee,
For to learn to read and write,
And after that he learned to fight,
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William Topaz Mcgonagall
The Englishman In Italy

(PIANO DI SORRENTO.)

Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one,
Sit here by my side,
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Robert Browning

Robert Browning
Michael Oaktree

Under an arch of glorious leaves I passed
Out of the wood and saw the sickle moon
Floating in daylight o'er the pale green sea.

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Alfred Noyes

Alfred Noyes
Endymion: Book Iv

Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse!
O first-born on the mountains! by the hues
Of heaven on the spiritual air begot:
Long didst thou sit alone in northern grot,
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John Keats

John Keats
Worms

Worms finer for fishing you couldn't be wishing;
I delved them dismayed from the velvety sod;
The rich loam upturning I gathered them squirming,
big, fat, gleamy earthworms, all ripe for my rod.
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Robert Service

Robert Service
Ballade Of The Tweed

The ferox rins in rough Loch Awe,
A weary cry frae ony toun;
The Spey, that loups o'er linn and fa',
They praise a' ither streams aboon;
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Andrew Lang

Andrew Lang
Mermaid

Hey when I was a lad in fishing town an old man said to me
You can spend your life your jolly life just sailing on the sea
Now you can search the world for pretty girls till your eyes are weak and dim
But don't go swimming with the mermaid son if you don't know how to swim
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Shel Silverstein

Shel Silverstein
Max And Moritz Fishing

Eben geht mit einem Teller
Witwe Bolte in den Keller,
DaÃ? sie von dem Sauerkohle
Eine Portion sich hole,
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Wilhelm Busch
Hiawatha's Fishing

Forth upon the Gitche Gumee,
On the shining Big-Sea-Water,
With his fishing-line of cedar,
Of the twisted bark of cedar,
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Odyssey: Book 05

And now, as Dawn rose from her couch beside Tithonus-harbinger of
light alike to mortals and immortals-the gods met in council and with
them, Jove the lord of thunder, who is their king. Thereon Minerva
began to tell them of the many sufferings of Ulysses, for she pitied
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Homer
The Fishing Cure

There's nothing that builds up a toil-weary soul
Like a day on a stream,
Back on the banks of the old fishing hole
Where a fellow can dream.
.....
Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
We Ain't Got No Money, Honey, But We Got Rain

call it the greenhouse effect or whatever
but it just doesn't rain like it used to.
I particularly remember the rains of the
depression era.
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Charles Bukowski
The Wanderings Of Oisin: Book I

S. Patrick. You who are bent, and bald, and blind,
With a heavy heart and a wandering mind,
Have known three centuries, poets sing,
Of dalliance with a demon thing.
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William Butler Yeats

William Butler Yeats
Avon's Harvest

Fear, like a living fire that only death
Might one day cool, had now in Avonâ??s eyes
Been witness for so long of an invasion
That made of a gay friend whom we had known
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Edwin Arlington Robinson

Edwin Arlington Robinson
The King Of Ys

Wild across the Breton country,
Fabled centuries ago,
Riding from the black sea border,
Came the squadrons of the snow.
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Bliss Carman

Bliss Carman
The Two

You are the town and we are the clock.
We are the guardians of the gate in the rock.
The Two.
On your left and on your right
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W. H. Auden

W. H. Auden
The Fishing Outfit

You may talk of stylish raiment,
You may boast your broadcloth fine,
And the price you gave in payment
May be treble that of mine.
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Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
The Alchemist

Chant for the Transmutation of Metals

Sail of Claustra, Aelis, Azalais,
As you move among the bright trees;
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Ezra Pound

Ezra Pound
Verses On Games

Here is a horse to tame
Here is a gun to handle
God knows you can enter the game
If you'll only pay for the same,
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
Norse Nature

(In Ringerike During The Student Meeting Of 1869)

We wander and sing with glee
Of glorious Norway, fair to see.
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Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
Hokku Poems In Four Seasons

Spring

The year's first poem done,
with smug self confidence
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Yosa Buson
Workshop

I might as well begin by saying how much I like the title.
It gets me right away because I'm in a workshop now
so immediately the poem has my attention,
like the Ancient Mariner grabbing me by the sleeve.
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Billy Collins
The Battle Of Hastings

I'll tell of the Battle of Hastings,
As happened in days long gone by,
When Duke William became King of England,
And 'Arold got shot in the eye.
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Marriott Edgar
Gloucester Moods

A mile behind is Gloucester town
Where the flishing fleets put in,
A mile ahead the land dips down
And the woods and farms begin.
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William Vaughn Moody

William Vaughn Moody
The People

I recall that man and not two centuries
have passed since I saw him,
he went neither by horse nor by carriage:
purely on foot
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Pablo Neruda

Pablo Neruda
On Tweed River

Merrily swim we, the moon shines bright,
Both current and ripple are dancing in light.
We have roused the night raven, I heard him croak
As we plashed along beneath the oak
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Sir Walter Scott

Sir Walter Scott
Paul's Wife

to say to him,
'How is the wife, Paul?'- and he'd disappear.
Some said it was because be bad no wife,
And hated to be twitted on the subject;
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Robert Frost

Robert Frost
Sleep-stealer

Who stole sleep from baby's eyes? I must know.
Clasping her pitcher to her waist mother went to fetch water
from the village near by.
It was noon. The children's playtime was over; the ducks in
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Rabindranath Tagore
A Thought Or Two On Reading Pomfret's “choice”

I have been reading Pomfret's “Choice” this spring,
A pretty kind of-sort of-kind of thing,
Not much a verse, and poem none at all,
Yet, as they say, extremely natural.
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James Henry Leigh Hunt

James Henry Leigh Hunt
Gloucester Moors

A mile behind is Gloucester town
Where the fishing fleets put in,
A mile ahead the land dips down
And the woods and farms begin.
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William Vaughn Moody

William Vaughn Moody
The Armada

Attend, all ye who list to hear our noble England's praise;
I tell of the thrice famous deeds she wrought in ancient days,
When that great fleet invincible against her bore in vain
The richest spoils of Mexico, the stoutest hearts of Spain.
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Thomas Babbington Macaulay
Hiawatha's Friends

Two good friends had Hiawatha,
Singled out from all the others,
Bound to him in closest union,
And to whom he gave the right hand
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Poet As Fisherman

I fish for words
to say what I fish for,
half-catch sometimes.

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James A. Emanuel
The Case Of Conscience

THOSE who in fables deal, bestow at ease
Both names and titles, freely as they please.
It costs them scarcely any thing, we find.
And each is nymph or shepherdess designed;
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Jean De La Fontaine
The Odyssey: Book 5

And now, as Dawn rose from her couch beside Tithonus- harbinger of
light alike to mortals and immortals- the gods met in council and with
them, Jove the lord of thunder, who is their king. Thereon Minerva
began to tell them of the many sufferings of Ulysses, for she pitied
.....

Homer
Loch Leven

Beautiful Loch Leven, near by Kinross
For a good day's fishing the angler is seldom at a loss,
For the Loch it abounds with pike and trout,
Which can be had for the catching without any doubt;
.....

William Topaz Mcgonagall
Moon Fishing

When the moon was full they came to the water.
some with pitchforks, some with rakes,
some with sieves and ladles,
and one with a silver cup.
.....

Lisel Mueller
Cleon

"As certain also of your own poets have said"--
(Acts 17.28)
Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles,
Lily on lily, that o'erlace the sea
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Robert Browning

Robert Browning
The Three Foxes

Once upon a time there were three little foxes
Who didn-t wear stockings, and they didn-t wear sockses,
But they all had handkerchiefs to blow their noses,
And they kept their handkerchiefs in cardboard boxes.
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Alan Alexander Milne
Ballade

By Mystic's banks I held my dream.
(I held my fishing rod as well,)
The vision was of dace and bream,
A fruitless vision, sooth to tell.
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Paul Laurence Dunbar

Paul Laurence Dunbar
Bad Luck

Once a rabbit crossed my road
When I went to see my aunt;
And another time a toad
Hopped right in my way. You can't
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Madison Julius Cawein

Madison Julius Cawein
Old Man Rocking In The Chair

Old man rocking in his chair
night taking from the day
tomorrow's haze.
This morning his life to bay.
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Joseph Mayo Wristen
The Wallaby Brigade

You often have been told of regiments brave and bold,
But we are the bravest in the land;
We're called the Tag-rag Band, and we rally in Queensland,
We are members of the Wallaby Brigade.
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Banjo Paterson
Primrose

Yellow, yellow, yellow, yellow!
It is not a color.
It is summer!
It is the wind on a willow,
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William Carlos Williams

William Carlos Williams
Goldfish

They are the angels of that watery world,
With so much knowledge that they just aspire
To move themselves on golden fins,
Or fill their paradise with fire
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Harold Monro
Peace

Give me the pulse of the tide again
And the slow lapse of the leaves,
The rustling gold of a field of grain
And a bird in the nested eaves;
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Alfred Noyes

Alfred Noyes
The Odyssey: Book 24

Then Mercury of Cyllene summoned the ghosts of the suitors, and in
his hand he held the fair golden wand with which he seals men's eyes
in sleep or wakes them just as he pleases; with this he roused the
ghosts and led them, while they followed whining and gibbering
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Homer