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Famous Jealous Poems by Famous Poets

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...cience knew no guilt; 
 With Whose bless'd pattern vie. 

 XLIV 
Use all thy passions!—love is thine, 
And joy, and jealousy divine; 
 Thine hope's eternal fort, 
And care thy leisure to disturb, 
With fear concupiscence to curb, 
 And rapture to transport. 

 XLV 
Act simply, as occasion asks; 
Put mellow wine in season'd casks; 
 Till not with ass and bull: 
Remember thy baptismal bond; 
Keep from commixtures foul and fond,
 Nor work thy flax with wool. 

 XLVI ...Read more of this...
by Smart, Christopher



...ith a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slippered pantaloon,
With spectacle...Read more of this...
by Shakespeare, William
...I am not jealous
of what came before me.

Come with a man 
on your shoulders,
come with a hundred men in your hair,
come with a thousand men between your breasts and your feet,
come like a river
full of drowned men
which flows down to the wild sea,
to the eternal surf, to Time!

Bring them all
to where I am waiting for you;
we shall always be alone,
we shall alwa...Read more of this...
by Neruda, Pablo
...r>
Now, they who reached Parnassus' lofty Crown,
Employ their Pains to spurn some others down;
And while Self-Love each jealous Writer rules,
Contending Wits becomes the Sport of Fools:
But still the Worst with most Regret commend,
For each Ill Author is as bad a Friend.
To what base Ends, and by what abject Ways,
Are Mortals urg'd thro' Sacred Lust of praise!
Ah ne'er so dire a Thirst of Glory boast,
Nor in the Critick let the Man be lost!
Good-Nature and Good-Sense must...Read more of this...
by Pope, Alexander
...I feared 
No boy or man—having, in truth, no cause.
I was enough a leader to be free, 
And not enough a hero to be jealous. 
Having eyes and ears, I knew that I was envied, 
And as a proper sort of compensation 
Had envy of my own for two or three—
But never felt, and surely never gave, 
The wound of any more malevolence 
Than decent youth, defeated for a day, 
May take to bed with him and kill with sleep. 
So, and so far, my days were going well,
And would have ...Read more of this...
by Robinson, Edwin Arlington



...g, a black skin of oil
Meet for the wrestlers, a great boar the fierce and white-tusked
spoil

Stolen from Artemis that jealous maid
To please Athena, and the dappled hide
Of a tall stag who in some mountain glade
Had met the shaft; and then the herald cried,
And from the pillared precinct one by one
Went the glad Greeks well pleased that they their simple vows had
done.

And the old priest put out the waning fires
Save that one lamp whose restless ruby glowed
For ever in...Read more of this...
by Wilde, Oscar
...es then they leave the torn remains
Of what an hour ago was monarch of the plains.



LV.
Far off, two bulls in jealous war engage, 
Their blood-shot eye balls roll in furious rage; 
With maddened hoofs they mutilate the ground
And loud their angry bellowings resound; 
With shaggy heads bent low they plunge and roar, 
Till both broad bellies drip with purple gore.
Meanwhile, the heifer, whom the twain desire, 
Stands browsing near the pair, indifferent to their ir...Read more of this...
by Wilcox, Ella Wheeler
...where the cattle huddle from the cold
Beneath the pine, for it doth never wear
The autumn's gaudy livery whose gold
Her jealous brother pilfers, but is true
To the green doublet; bitter is the wind, as though it blew

From Saturn's cave; a few thin wisps of hay
Lie on the sharp black hedges, where the wain
Dragged the sweet pillage of a summer's day
From the low meadows up the narrow lane;
Upon the half-thawed snow the bleating sheep
Press close against the hurdles, and the s...Read more of this...
by Wilde, Oscar
...ltures torn, 
Thy meagre limbs with deathless scorpions bound. 
Thy black associates, torpid IGNORANCE, 
And pining JEALOUSY­with eye askance,
With savage rapture execute thy will, 
And strew the paths of life with every torturing ill 

Nor can the sainted dead escape thy rage; 
Thy vengeance haunts the silent grave, 
Thy taunts insult the ashes of the brave; 
While proud AMBITION weeps thy rancour to assuage. 
The laurels round the POET's bust, 
Twin'd by the liberal...Read more of this...
by Robinson, Mary Darby
...r you alone, 
Or for your fame, I’d wish it might have been so. 

HAMILTON

Not every man among us has a friend 
So jealous for the other’s fame. How long 
Are you to diagnose the doubtful case
Of Demos—and what for? Have you a sword 
For some new Damocles? If it’s for me, 
I have lost all official appetite, 
And shall have faded, after January, 
Into the law. I’m going to New York.

BURR

No matter where you are, one of these days 
I shall come back to you an...Read more of this...
by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...clouds 
That shed Mayflowers; and pressed her matron lip 
With kisses pure: Aside the Devil turned 
For envy; yet with jealous leer malign 
Eyed them askance, and to himself thus plained. 
Sight hateful, sight tormenting! thus these two, 
Imparadised in one another's arms, 
The happier Eden, shall enjoy their fill 
Of bliss on bliss; while I to Hell am thrust, 
Where neither joy nor love, but fierce desire, 
Among our other torments not the least, 
Still unfulfilled with...Read more of this...
by Milton, John
...uncouth passage, forced to ride 
The untractable abyss, plunged in the womb 
Of unoriginal Night and Chaos wild; 
That, jealous of their secrets, fiercely opposed 
My journey strange, with clamorous uproar 
Protesting Fate supreme; thence how I found 
The new created world, which fame in Heaven 
Long had foretold, a fabrick wonderful 
Of absolute perfection! therein Man 
Placed in a Paradise, by our exile 
Made happy: Him by fraud I have seduced 
From his Creator; and, the mo...Read more of this...
by Milton, John
...me give,
And eke with pain that love me gives also,
That doubles all my torment and my woe."

Therewith the fire of jealousy upstart
Within his breast, and hent* him by the heart *seized
So woodly*, that he like was to behold *madly
The box-tree, or the ashes dead and cold.
Then said; "O cruel goddess, that govern
This world with binding of your word etern* *eternal
And writen in the table of adamant
Your parlement* and your eternal grant, *consultation
What is mankin...Read more of this...
by Chaucer, Geoffrey
...wn?—I grant him brave,
     But wild as Bracklinn's thundering wave;
     And generous,—save vindictive mood
     Or jealous transport chafe his blood:
     I grant him true to friendly band,
     As his claymore is to his hand;
     But O! that very blade of steel
     More mercy for a foe would feel:
     I grant him liberal, to fling
     Among his clan the wealth they bring,
     When back by lake and glen they wind,
     And in the Lowland leave behind,
     ...Read more of this...
by Scott, Sir Walter
...atlantic sea, the new born fire stood before the starry king! 
Flag'd with grey brow'd snows and thunderous visages the
jealous wings wav'd over the deep.
The speary hand burned aloft, unbuckled was the shield,
forth went the hand of jealousy among the flaming hair, and 
[PL 26]hurl'd the new born wonder thro' the starry night.
The fire, the fire, is falling!
Look up! look up! O citizen of London. enlarge thy
countenance; O Jew, leave counting gold! return to thy ...Read more of this...
by Blake, William
...carpenter had wedded new a wife,
Which that he loved more than his life:
Of eighteen year, I guess, she was of age.
Jealous he was, and held her narr'w in cage,
For she was wild and young, and he was old,
And deemed himself belike* a cuckold. *perhaps
He knew not Cato, for his wit was rude,
That bade a man wed his similitude.
Men shoulde wedden after their estate,
For youth and eld* are often at debate. *age
But since that he was fallen in the snare,
He mus...Read more of this...
by Chaucer, Geoffrey
...lt a deep grieving for them.
Her mind was simply different; her mind was simply not practical. Her sisters were jealous
of her because she attracted their men, and they were angry because they felt she didn't
make the best use of them. She had a habit of being kind to the uglier ones; the so-called
handsome men revolted her- "No guts," she said, "no zap. They are riding on
their perfect little earlobes and well- shaped nostrils...all surface and no...Read more of this...
by Bukowski, Charles
...hunderbearing minion;
"The other long outlived both woes & wars,
Throned in new thoughts of men, and still had kept
The jealous keys of truth's eternal doors
"If Bacon's spirit [[blank]] had not leapt
Like lightning out of darkness; he compelled
The Proteus shape of Nature's as it slept
"To wake & to unbar the caves that held
The treasure of the secrets of its reign--
See the great bards of old who inly quelled
"The passions which they sung, as by their strain
May well be kno...Read more of this...
by Shelley, Percy Bysshe
...ons,
Governments, parliaments, societies,
The faceless faces of important men.

It is these men I mind:
They are so jealous of anything that is not flat! They are jealous gods
That would have the whole world flat because they are.
I see the Father conversing with the Son.
Such flatness cannot but be holy.
'Let us make a heaven,' they say.
'Let us flatten and launder the grossness from these souls.'

FIRST VOICE:
I am calm. I am calm. It is the ...Read more of this...
by Plath, Sylvia
...atching, as ray of sun runs up and down
The springtime vine that with spring rain is wet.



x x x

He was jealous, fearful and tender,
He loved me like God's only light,
And that she not sing of the past times
He killed my bird colored white.

He said, in the lighthouse at sundown:
"Love me, laugh and write poetry!"
And I buried the joyous songbird
Behind a round well near a tree.

I promised that I would not mourn her.
But my heart turned...Read more of this...
by Akhmatova, Anna

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