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The Best Couplets of All Time
Couplet Definition and Examples
Which poets wrote the best couplets of all time?
Masters of the couplet include
Al-Ma'arri,
Basho, William Blake, Robert Burns,
Samuel Butler, Lord Byron, Geoffrey Chaucer, e. e. cummings, Emily Dickinson, John Donne, Ernest Dowson, John Dryden, T. S. Eliot, Robert Frost,
John Gower, Hafiz, Thomas Hardy, Robert Hayden, Robert Herrick, Gerard Manley Hopkins, A. E. Housman,
Langston Hughes, Ben Jonson, John Keats, Omar Khayyám, Henry
Wadsworth Longfellow, Christopher Marlowe, Edna St. Vincent Millay, John Milton,
Ogden Nash, Wilfred Owen, Dorothy Parker, Sylvia Plath, Edgar Allan Poe,
Alexander Pope, Ezra Pound, Sir Walter Raleigh, Rumi, William Shakespeare, Percy
Bysshe Shelley, Edmund Spenser, Wallace Stevens, Alfred Lord Tennyson, William
Wordsworth, Thomas Wyatt, Elinor Wylie and William Butler Yeats.
compiled by Michael R. Burch
Let's begin our investigation
of the best couplets in the English language with some
quick definitions and sterling examples ...
Couplet Definition: Two lines of poetic verse, usually but not always in the
same meter and of about the same length, which are often (but not always)
connected by rhyme and form a unit (i.e., that go together and/or stand alone).
While poems can consist entirely of couplets, couplets can also be employed
within more complex poetic forms such as the sonnet and villanelle. This page
contains examples of famous sonnets (such as those of Shakespeare) and
villanelles (such as those of Dylan Thomas and Elizabeth Bishop) which
incorporate couplets. These examples clearly explain and show how the forms
conclude with couplets.
Couplets do not have to rhyme ...
Lightning
shatters the darkness:
the night heron's shriek.
―Matsuo Basho, translation
by Michael R. Burch
... but in formal/traditional English poetry they usually do ...
Rhymed Couplet Examples
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night ...
―William Blake, "The Tyger"
Double, double, toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
―William Shakespeare, "Macbeth"
Mariner, do not ask whose tomb this may be,
but go with good fortune: I wish you a kinder sea.
―attributed to Plato, translation
by Michael R. Burch
Does my soul abide in heaven, or hell?
Only the sea gulls in their high, lonely circuits may tell.
―Glaucus, translation
by Michael R. Burch
Here he lies in state tonight: great is his Monument!
Yet Ares cares not, neither does War relent.
―Anacreon, translation
by Michael R. Burch
Blame not the gale, nor the inhospitable sea-gulf, nor friends’ tardiness,
mariner! Just man’s foolhardiness.
―Leonidas of Tarentum, translation
by Michael R. Burch
Closed Couplet Definition: Two end-stopped lines of verse which form a complete
"bounded" thought that is logically or grammatically complete, such as a
sentence or independent clause. A closed couplet can stand apart from the rest
of the poem it appears in. As we will see in the following examples, many closed
couplets rhyme and some constitute complete poems ...
Complete Poem Rhymed Couplets
These rhymed couplets form complete poems:
Forgive, O Lord
by Robert Frost
Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on Thee
And I'll forgive the great big one on me.
Epigram Engraved on the Collar of a Dog Which I Gave to His Royal
Highness
by Alexander Pope
I am his highness's dog at Kew;
Pray tell me, sir, whose dog are you?
Alexander Pope, a poet famous for his satires such as The Dunciad and
The Rape of the Lock, wrote this epigram in the 1730s and had it
engraved on the collar of one of his puppies, which he gave to Frederick, Prince
of Wales.
The Cow
by Ogden Nash
The cow is of the bovine ilk;
One end is moo, the other, milk.
Poets
by Ogden Nash
Poets aren't very useful
Because they aren't consumeful or produceful.
Styx
by Michael R. Burch
Black waters,
deep and dark and still . . .
all men have passed this way, or will.
I wrote the poem above as a teenager in high school. The lines started out as
part of a longer poem, but I thought these were the two best lines and decided
to let them stand alone on the principle that "discretion is the better part of
valor."
Heroic Couplet Definition: When rhyming couplets are written in iambic
pentameter they are called "heroic couplets" or "heroic verse." Especially a stanza consisting of two rhyming lines
of iambic
pentameter which form a rhetorical unit and are written in an elevated
style, as in the poems of Geoffrey Chaucer and Alexander Pope. Entire longer
poems have been written in heroic couplets, such as Chaucer's "Canterbury Tales"
and Pope's "The Rape of the Lock," "Essay on Man" and "Essay on Criticism."
Heroic Couplet Example
True ease in writing comes from art, not chance,
As those move easiest who have learn’d to dance.
―Alexander Pope
Less Heroic Couplets
Less Heroic Couplet Definition and History: In an attempt to demonstrate that
all couplets need not be heroic, I have created a new poetic form called the
“Less Heroic Couplet.” I believe poets should abide by truth-in-advertising
laws, even in their nonsense verse! The rules for the form are simple and
flexible: light verse written in rhyming or near-rhyming couplets, in any meter,
with the goal of making readers wince or giggle. Nonsense is preferred, of the
wiser variety. Extra gold stars are awarded for poems about cowardice, not being especially honorable,
laying about or lying about, and/or
shirking one’s duty. Tercets are allowed since
lines one and two form a rhyming couplet, as do lines two and three, and so on.
"Coupleted" titles such as in my poems "Sex Hex" and "Bed Head" are encouraged
but not required. I am dedicating the form to my friend
and fellow poet Richard Thomas Moore. Here are some examples:
Less Heroic Couplets: Murder Most Fowl!
by Michael R. Burch
for and after Richard Thomas Moore
“Murder most foul!”
cried the mouse to the owl.
“Friend, I’m no sinner;
you’re merely my dinner!”
the wise owl replied
as the tasty snack died.
Originally published by Lighten Up Online then in Potcake Chapbook
#7
Less Heroic Couplets: Generation Gap
by Michael R. Burch
A quahog clam,
age 405,
said, “Hey, it’s great
to be alive!”
I disagreed,
not feeling nifty,
babe though I am,
just pushing fifty.
A quahog clam found off the coast of Ireland is the longest-lived
animal on record, at an estimated age of 405 years.
Less Heroic Couplets: Meal Deal
by Michael
R. Burch
for and after Richard Thomas Moore
Love is a splendid ideal ...
at least till it costs us a meal.
Less Heroic Couplets: Bed Head
by Michael
R. Burch
for and after Richard Thomas Moore
“Early to bed, early to rise”
makes a man wish some men weren’t so wise
(or at least had the decency to tell pleasing lies).
Less Heroic Couplets: Sex Hex
by Michael
R. Burch
for and after Richard Thomas Moore
Love’s full of cute paradoxes
(and highly acute poxes).
Published by Asses of Parnassus, Lighten Up Online and Poem Today
Less Heroic Couplets: Sweet Tarts
by Michael R. Burch
Love, beautiful but fatal to many bewildered hearts,
commands us to be faithful, then tempts us with sweets and tarts.
Less Heroic Couplets: Marketing 101
by Michael R. Burch
Building her brand, she disrobes,
naked, except for her earlobes.
The are more "less heroic couplets" at the bottom of this page.
Blank Verse Couplet Definition: Two lines of unrhymed iambic pentameter used,
for example, toward the end of speeches in Christopher Marlowe's Tamburlaine.
Blank Verse Couplet Example
And sooner shall the sun fall from his sphere
Than Tamburlaine be slain or overcome.
―Christopher Marlowe
Unrhymed Couplet Definition: Two lines of poetic verse, usually either blank
verse or free verse, that form a unit but do not rhyme.
Unrhymed Couplet Example
... you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you ...
―e. e. cummings
Free Verse Couplet Definition: In free verse almost anything goes, so a
free verse couplet may be any two lines of poetry that form a rhetorical unit,
but would normally be non-metrical and unrhymed.
Unrhymed Free Verse Couplet Examples
In A Station Of The Metro
by Ezra Pound
The apparition of these faces in the crowd:
Petals on a wet, black bough.
I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume ...
―Walt Whitman
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
―Pablo Neruda
Love calls, everywhere and always.
We're sky bound.
Are you coming?
—Rumi
Chinese Couplet Definition: Chinese couplets have two lines with
the same metrical length; the two lines must be contextually related.
Furthermore, the pattern of tones in the first line must be inverted in the
second line. Thus, Chinese couplets are similar to
the chiasmus.
Chinese Couplet Example
Sea wide allows fish to jump
Sky high enables birds to fly
Additional Notes
Elegiac Couplet Definition: One hexameter line with six poetic feet, followed by
one pentameter line with five poetic feet.
Open Couplet Definition: A couplet that cannot stand on its own as a complete
thought and thus "depends" on other parts of the poem in which it appears.
Shakespearean sonnets end with a couplet whereas some other sonnet forms do not.
When multiple rhymed couplets appear in a poem they typically have the rhyme scheme AA BB CC DD
etc.
Haiku and Haiku-Like Poems Recast as Couplets
Lightning
shatters the darkness:
the night heron's shriek.
―Matsuo Basho, loose translation
by Michael R. Burch
An ancient pond,
the frog leaps:
the silver plop and gurgle of water.
―Matsuo Basho, loose
translation by Michael R. Burch
In a misty rain a butterfly is riding
the tail of a cow.
―Richard Wright
Eros harrows my heart:
wild winds whipping desolate mountains,
uprooting oaks.
―Sappho of Lesbos, loose translation by
Michael R. Burch
Sappho is the first great lyric that poet that we know by name today. The
term "lyric"
derives from the lyre, a harp-like musical instrument. Sappho is thus the
original singer-songwriter, and the artistic mother not only of lyric poets like
Edmund Spenser, William Shakespeare and Emily Dickinson, but also of singer-songwriters like Woody
Guthrie, Pete Seeger, Bob Dylan, John Lennon, Sam Cooke and Carole King. Basho
is one of the world's greatest poets, in my opinion. Richard Wright was one of
the better Western poets to write haiku.
Villanelles
The Villanelle is a unique form in which two lines repeat, either in whole or in
part, until they combine to form a closing couplet. To make the repetition
easier to see, the repeating lines have been italicized below.
Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night
by
Dylan Thomas
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
One Art
by Elizabeth Bishop
The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.
I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.
—Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.
Traditional Sonnets
The traditional English sonnet typically ends with a rhymed couplet that "wraps
things up." The most common English forms of the sonnet are the Spenserian
sonnet (rhyme scheme abab bcbc cdcd ee), the Shakespearean sonnet
(rhyme scheme abab cdcd efef gg) and the Petrarchan sonnet (rhyme
scheme abba abba cdecde), although there are other variations.
Shakespearean Sonnets (rhyme scheme abab cdcd efef gg)
Sonnet 147: My Love is as a Fever
by William Shakespeare
My love is as a fever, longing still [a]
For that which longer nurseth the disease, [b]
Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill, [a]
The uncertain sickly appetite to please. [b]
My reason, the physician to my love, [c]
Angry that his prescriptions are not kept, [d]
Hath left me, and I desperate now approve [c]
Desire is death, which physic did except. [d]
Past cure I am, now reason is past care, [e]
And frantic-mad with evermore unrest. [f]
My thoughts and my discourse as madmen's are, [e]
At random from the truth vainly expressed, [f]
For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright, [g]
Who art as black as Hell, as dark as night. [g]
For more examples of the use of couplets in sonnets, please click here:
Examples of Couplets in
Sonnets.
Blank Verse Sonnets and Free Verse Sonnets
A blank verse sonnet abandons rhyme but maintains iambic meter (ta TUM ta TUM ta
TUM etc.) perhaps with some degree of metrical variation, while a free verse
sonnet does not employ regular meter.
Those Winter Sundays
by Robert Hayden
Sundays too my father got up early
and put his clothes on in the blueblack cold,
then with cracked hands that ached
from labor in the weekday weather made
banked fires blaze. No one ever thanked him.
I'd wake and hear the cold splintering, breaking.
When the rooms were warm, he'd call,
and slowly I would rise and dress,
fearing the chronic angers of that house,
Speaking indifferently to him,
who had driven out the cold
and polished my good shoes as well.
What did I know, what did I know
of love's austere and lonely offices?
Longer Poems with Strong Closing Couplets
A couplet can be used to end a longer poem that may, or may not, be
written in couplets.
Wulf and Eadwacer (anonymous Anglo-Saxon ballad, circa 990 AD)
loose translation by Michael R. Burch
My clan's curs pursue him like crippled game.
They'll rip him apart if he approaches their pack.
We are so different.
Wulf's on one island; I'm on another.
His island's a fortress, fastened by fens.
Here bloodthirsty men howl for sacrifice.
They'll rip him apart if he approaches their pack.
We are so different.
My thoughts pursued Wulf like panting hounds.
Whenever it rained and I sobbed, disconsolate,
huge, battle-strong arms grabbed and engulfed me.
Good feelings for him, but for me loathsome!
Wulf, oh, my Wulf! My desire for you
has made me sick; your seldom-comings
have left me famished, deprived of real meat.
Do you hear, Heaven-Watcher? A wolf has borne
our wretched whelp to the woods.
One can easily sever what never was one:
our song together.
Translator's Notes: This ancient poem has been characterized as an elegy, a
wild lament, a lover's lament, a passion play, a riddle, a song, or an early
ballad (it may be the earliest English poem with a refrain). However, most scholars place it within the genre of the frauenlied, or woman's song. It may be the first
extant poem authored by a woman in the fledgling English
language; it seems likely that the poet was a woman because we don't usually think of
ancient scops pretending to be women. "Wulf and Eadwacer" might also be called
the first English feminist text, as the speaker seems to be challenging and
mocking the man who has been raping and impregnating her. And the poem's closing
metaphor of a loveless relationship being like a song in which two voices never
harmonized remains one of the strongest in the English language, or any
language.—Michael R. Burch
For more examples of longer poems with strong closing couplets, please click
here: Longer Poems with Strong Closing
Couplets.
Here are more of my "less heroic couplets" ...
Less Heroic Couplets: Fine Feathered Fiends I
by Michael R. Burch
Conformists of a feather
flock together.
The poem above was the winner of the National Poetry Month Couplet Competition.
Less Heroic Couplets: Fine Feathered Fiends II
by Michael R. Burch
Fascists of a feather
flock together.
Less Heroic Couplets: Less than Impressed
by Michael R. Burch
for T. M., regarding certain dispensers of
hot lukewarm stale air
Their volume’s impressive, it’s true ...
but somehow it all seems “much ado.”
Less Heroic Couplets: Gilded Silence
by Michael R. Burch
Golden silence reigned supreme
in her nightmare and my dream.
Less Heroic Couplets: Questionable Credentials
by Michael R. Burch
Poet? Critic? Dilettante?
Do you know what’s good, or do you merely flaunt?
Less Heroic Couplets: Attention Span Gap
by Michael R. Burch
Better not to live, than live too long:
The world prefers a brief poem, a short song.
Less Heroic Couplets: Clover
by Michael R. Burch
It’ll soon be over
(clover?)
Less Heroic Couplets: Just Desserts
by Michael R. Burch
“The West Antarctic ice sheet
might not need a huge nudge
to budge.”
And if it does budge,
denialist fudge
may force us to trudge
neck-deep in sludge!
NOTE: The first stanza is a quote by paleoclimatologist Jeremy Shakun in
Science magazine.
Less Heroic Couplets: Shell Game
by Michael R. Burch
I saw a turtle squirtle!
Before you ask, “How fertile?”
The squirt came from its mouth.
Why do your thoughts fly south?
Less Heroic Couplets: Harem Scare’m
by Michael R. Burch
I wanted to live like a sheik, in a harem.
But I live like a monk without gals ’cause I scare ’em.
Less Heroic Couplets: Funding Fundamentals
by Michael R. Burch
"I found out that I was a Christian for revenue only and I could not bear the thought of that, it was so ignoble." — Mark Twain
Making sense from nonsense is quite sensible! Suppose
you’re running low on moolah, need some cash to paint your toes ...
Just invent a new religion; claim it saves lost souls from hell;
have the converts write you checks; take major debit cards as well;
take MasterCard and Visa and good-as-gold Amex;
hell, lend and charge them interest, whether payday loan or flex.
Thus out of perfect nonsense, glittery ores of this great mine,
you’ll earn an easy living and your toes will truly shine!
Originally published by Lighten Up Online
Less Heroic Couplets: Lance-a-Lot
by Michael R. Burch
Preposterous bird!
Inelegant! Absurd!
Until the great & mighty heron
brandishes his fearsome sword.
Less Heroic Couplets: Fahr an’ Ice
by Michael R. Burch
with abject apologies to Robert Frost and Ogden Nash
From what I know of death, I’ll side with those
who’d like to have a say in how it goes:
just make mine cool, cool rocks (twice drowned in likker),
and real fahr off, instead of quicker.
Less Heroic Couplets: Mate Check
by Michael R. Burch
Love is an ache hearts willingly secure
then break the bank to cure.
Less Heroic Couplets: Word to the Unwise
by Michael R. Burch
I wanted to be good as gold,
but being good, as I’ve been told,
requires something, discipline,
I simply have no interest in!
Less Heroic Couplets: Negotiables
by Michael R. Burch
Love should be more than the sum of its parts—
of its potions and pills and subterranean arts.
Less Heroic Couplets: Midnight Stairclimber
by Michael R. Burch
Procreation
is at first great sweaty recreation,
then—long, long after the sex dies—
the source of endless exercise.
Less Heroic Couplets: Liquidity Crisis
by Michael R. Burch
And so I have loved you, and so I have lost,
accrued disappointment, ledgered its cost,
debited wisdom, credited pain . . .
My assets remaining are liquid again.
Less Heroic Couplets: Dark Cloud, Silver Lining
from “Love in the Time of the Coronavirus”
by Michael R. Burch
Every corona has a silver lining:
I’m too far away to hear your whining,
and despite my stormy demeanor,
my hands have never been cleaner!
Less Heroic Couplets: Mini-Ode to Stamina
by Michael R. Burch
When you’ve given so much
that I can’t bear your touch,
then from a safe distance
let me admire your persistence.
Less Heroic Couplets: Miss Bliss
by Michael R. Burch
Domestic “bliss”?
Best to swing and miss!
Less Heroic Couplets: Then and Now
by Michael R. Burch
BEFORE: Thanks to Brexit, our lives will be plush! ...
AFTER: Crap, we’re all going broke! What the hell is the rush?
Less Heroic Couplets: Passions
by Michael R. Burch
Passions are the heart’s qualms,
the soul’s squalls, the brain’s storms.
Less Heroic Couplets: Crop Duster
by Michael R. Burch
We are dust
and to dust we must
return ...
but why, then,
life’s pointless sojourn?
Less Heroic Couplets: Shady Sadie
by Michael R. Burch
A randy young dandy named Sadie
loves sex, but her horse neighs she’s shady.
The couplet above is based on the limerick below:
Shady Sadie
by Michael R. Burch
A randy young dandy named Sadie
loves sex, but in forms fancied shady.
(I cannot, of course,
involve her poor horse,
but it’s safe to infer she’s no lady!)
Less Heroic Couplets: Self-ish
by Michael R. Burch
Let’s not pretend we “understand” other elves
As long as we remain mysteries to ourselves.
Less Heroic Couplets: Weird Beard
by Michael R. Burch
for and after Richard Thomas Moore
C’mon, admit — love’s truly weird:
why does a vagina need a beard?
Should making love produce foul poxes?
What can we make of such paradoxes?
And having made love, what the hell’s the point
of ending up with a sore, limp joint?
And who invented love, which we all pursue
like rats in a maze after sniffing glue?
Less Heroic Couplets: Baseball Explained
by Michael R. Burch
Baseball’s immeasurable spittin’
mixed with occasional hittin’.
Less Heroic Couplets: Poetry I
by Michael R. Burch
Poetry is the heart’s caged rhythm,
the soul’s frantic tappings at the panes of mortality.
Less Heroic Couplets: Poetry II
by Michael R. Burch
Poetry is the trapped soul’s frantic tappings
at the panes of mortality.
Less Heroic Couplets: Seesaw
by Michael R. Burch
A poem is the mind teetering between fact and fiction,
momentarily elevated.
Less Heroic Couplets: Dear Pleader
by Michael R. Burch
Is our Dear Pleader, as he claims, heroic?
I prefer my presidents a bit more stoic.
Less Heroic Couplets: Sure Cure
by Donald Trump
care of Michael R. Burch
To outfox the pox:
kill yourself first, with Clorox!
And since death’s the main goal,
mainline Lysol!
No vaccine?
Just chug Mr. Clean!
Is a cure out of reach?
Fumigate your lungs, with bleach!
To immunize your thorax,
destroy it with Borax!
To immunize your bride,
drown her in Opti-cide!
To end all future gridlocks,
gargle with Vaprox!
Now, quick, down the Drain-o
with old Insane-o NoBrain-o!
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