Top 100 Poems About: DESPAIR

In this page, poems on / about “despair” are listed.

  • 13.
    Shall I Wasting In Despair

    Shall I wasting in despair
    Die because a woman's fair?
    Or make pale my cheeks with care
    'Cause another's rosy are? read more »

    George Wither
  • 14.
    Hope And Despair

    Said God, 'You sisters, ere ye go
    Down among men, my work to do,
    I will on each a badge bestow:
    Hope I love best, and gold for her, read more »

    Lascelles Abercrombie
  • 15.
    Ode To Despair

    THOU spectre of terrific mien!
    Lord of the hopeless heart and hollow eye,
    In whose fierce train each form is seen read more »

    Charlotte Smith
  • 16.
    Song. Despair

    Ask not the pallid stranger's woe,
    With beating heart and throbbing breast,
    Whose step is faltering, weak, and slow, read more »

    Percy Bysshe Shelley
  • 17.
    Ode To Despair

    TERRIFIC FIEND! thou Monster fell,
    Condemn'd in haunts profane to dwell,
    Why quit thy solitary Home,
    O'er wide Creation's paths to roam? read more »

    Mary Darby Robinson
  • 18.

    LET me close the eyes of my soul
    That I may not see
    What stands between thee and me.
    Let me shut the ears of my heart read more »

    Paul Laurence Dunbar
  • 19.
    Fragment: Such Hope, As Is The Sick Despair Of Good

    Such hope, as is the sick despair of good,
    Such fear, as is the certainty of ill,
    Such doubt, as is pale Expectation’s food read more »

    Percy Bysshe Shelley
  • 20.
    The Despair

    Beneath this gloomy shade,
    By Nature only for my sorrows made,
    I'll spend this voyce in crys,
    In tears I'll waste these eyes read more »

    Abraham Cowley
  • 21.

    Alone in the dark, the blood of blackberries
    dripping down his shins, the morning star
    looking back in the mirror through which he gazes, read more »

    Leo Yankevich
  • 22.
    But Don'T Despair

    Despair, if you must –
    But how's it going to pull you through?
    Despair, when you trust
    Naught since then there's naught to do. read more »

    Mark R Slaughter
  • 23.
    To Reformers In Despair

    'Tis not too late to build our young land right,
    Cleaner than Holland, courtlier than Japan,
    Devout like early Rome, with hearths like hers, read more »

    Vachel Lindsay
  • 24.

    I search the world for answers
    to the questions in my mind.
    Although, it seems those answers
    are the ones I'll never find. read more »

    Mary Nagy
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