Top 100 Poems About: FATE


In this page, poems on / about “fate” are listed.
  • 1.
    Invictus

    Out of the night that covers me,
    Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
    I thank whatever gods may be
    For my unconquerable soul. read more »

    William Ernest Henley
  • 2.
    A Frog's Fate

    Contemptuous of his home beyond
    The village and the village-pond,
    A large-souled Frog who spurned each byway read more »

    Christina Georgina Rossetti
  • 3.
    The Appointed Time

    Yet though a man gets many wounds in breast,
    He dieth not, unless the appointed time,
    The limit of his life's span, coincide;
    Nor does the man who by the hearth at home read more »

    Aeschylus
  • 4.
    Fate

    Deep in the man sits fast his fate
    To mould his fortunes, mean or great:
    Unknown to Cromwell as to me
    Was Cromwell's measure or degree; read more »

    Ralph Waldo Emerson
  • 5.
    The Cloud Of Fate

    Peaceful wealth, or painful toil,
    Chance of war, or civil broil,
    'Tis not for man's feeble race
    These to shun, or those embrace. read more »

    Bacchylides
  • 6.
    Fortune's Favour

    They say that I am small and frail,
    And cannot live in stormy seas;
    It may be so; yet every sail
    Makes shipwreck in the swelling breeze. read more »

    Leonidas of Tarentum
  • 7.
    Behind The Blameless Trees

    Behind the blameless trees
    old fate slowly builds
    her mute countenance.
    Wrinkles grow there . . . read more »

    Rainer Maria Rilke
  • 8.
    Fate

    No costly sacrifice nor offerings given
    Can change the purpose of the powers of Heaven;
    Whatever Fate ordains, danger or hurt,
    Or death predestined, nothing can avert. read more »

    Theognis of Megara
  • 9.
    Fate, The Jester

    The planets are bells on his motley,
    He fleers at the stars in their state,
    He banters the suns burning hotly-
    The Jester whose nickname is Fate. read more »

    Arthur Guiterman
  • 10.
    Destiny

    I am lost in the vast cave of night.
    No sound but the far-off tinkle of stars,
    And the cry of a bird
    Muffled in shadows. read more »

    Evelyn Scott
  • 11.
    The Shears Of Fate

    Khayyam, who stitched the tents of science,
    Has fallen in grief's furnace and been suddenly burned,
    The shears of Fate have cut the tent ropes of his life,
    And the broker of Hope has sold him for nothing! read more »

    Omar Khayyam
  • 12.
    Helen's Soliloqy (All's Well That Ends Well)

    Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie
    Which we ascribe to heaven. The fated sky
    Gives us free scope, only doth backward pull
    Our slow designs when we ourselves are dull. read more »

    William Shakespeare
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