First lines

  1. A day on the boulevards chosen out of ten years of William Carlos Williams Berket and the Stars
  2. A governor it was proclaimed this time, Robert Frost The Generations of Men
  3. A lantern light from deeper in the barn Robert Frost The Fear
  4. A middle-northern March, now as always⁠— William Carlos Williams A Celebration
  5. A plow, they say, to plow the snow. Robert Frost Plowmen
  6. A rock, for ages, stern and high, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Truth
  7. A silver Lucifer Mina Loy Lunar Baedeker
  8. A song for occupations! Walt Whitman A Song for Occupations
  9. A spray of pine-needles, Jean Toomer Nullo
  10. A three-day-long rain from the east⁠— William Carlos Williams The Dark Day
  11. A wind might blow a lotus petal William Carlos Williams History
  12. A woman’s face with Nature’s own hand painted William Shakespeare XX
  13. A year ago I breathed the Italian air⁠— Oscar Wilde Ravenna
  14. Accuse me thus: that I have scanted all William Shakespeare CXVII
  15. Afoot and light-hearted I take to the open road, Walt Whitman Song of the Open Road
  16. African Guardian of Souls, Jean Toomer Conversion
  17. After the blast of lightning from the east, Wilfred Owen The End
  18. Again I reply to the triple winds William Carlos Williams January
  19. Against my love shall be, as I am now, William Shakespeare LXIII
  20. Against that time, if ever that time come, William Shakespeare XLIX
  21. Ah! wherefore with infection should he live, William Shakespeare LXVII
  22. Alack, what poverty my Muse brings forth, William Shakespeare CIII
  23. Alas, ’tis true I have gone here and there William Shakespeare CX
  24. All crying “We will go with you, O Wind!” Robert Frost Misgiving
  25. All the complicated details William Carlos Williams Winter Trees
  26. Although you do your best to regard me William Carlos Williams Translations from the Spanish, “El Romancero”
  27. Always our old feuillage! Walt Whitman Our Old Feuillage
  28. Always the same, when on a fated night Robert Frost The Onset
  29. Among the rain William Carlos Williams The Great Figure
  30. Among the smoke and fog of a December afternoon T. S. Eliot Portrait of a Lady
  31. An oblique cloud of purple smoke William Carlos Williams Woman Walking
  32. An old willow with hollow branches William Carlos Williams Epitaph
  33. And God called Moses from the burning bush, James Weldon Johnson Let My People Go
  34. And God stepped out on space, James Weldon Johnson The Creation
  35. And yet one arrives somehow, William Carlos Williams Arrival
  36. Apeneck Sweeney spreads his knees T. S. Eliot Sweeney Among the Nightingales
  37. Are you bowed down in heart? James Weldon Johnson Deep in the Quiet Wood
  38. Are you not weary, William Carlos Williams Ballet
  39. Around the council-board of Hell, with Satan at their head, James Weldon Johnson And the Greatest of These Is War
  40. Artsybashev is a Russian. William Carlos Williams Foreign
  41. As a bad orator, badly o’er-book-skilled, Fernando Pessoa VI
  42. As a decrepit father takes delight William Shakespeare XXXVII
  43. As an unperfect actor on the stage William Shakespeare XXIII
  44. As fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou growest William Shakespeare XI
  45. As the lone, frighted user of a night-road Fernando Pessoa XII
  46. As to a child, I talked my heart asleep Fernando Pessoa X
  47. At the Portals of the Future, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Lines
  48. Be wise as thou art cruel; do not press William Shakespeare CXL
  49. Beauty and love let no one separate, Fernando Pessoa XIX
  50. Before man came to blow it right Robert Frost The Aim Was Song
  51. Being your slave, what should I do but tend William Shakespeare LVII
  52. Beneath the burden of our joy Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Fifteenth Amendment
  53. Bent double, like old beggars under sacks, Wilfred Owen Dulce Et Decorum Est
  54. Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan William Shakespeare CXXXIII
  55. Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took, William Shakespeare XLVII
  56. Black reapers with the sound of steel on stones Jean Toomer Reapers
  57. Boll-weevil’s coming, and the winter’s cold, Jean Toomer November Cotton Flower
  58. “Build me a house,” said the Master, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Building
  59. Builder, in building the little house, Robert Frost The Kitchen Chimney
  60. Burbank crossed a little bridge T. S. Eliot Burbank with a Baedeker: Bleistein with a Cigar
  61. But be contented: when that fell arrest William Shakespeare LXXIV
  62. But do thy worst to steal thyself away, William Shakespeare XCII
  63. But wherefore do not you a mightier way William Shakespeare XVI
  64. By blue Ontario’s shore, Walt Whitman By Blue Ontario’s Shore
  65. By constantly tormenting them William Carlos Williams The Poor
  66. Canst thou, O cruel! say I love thee not, William Shakespeare CXLIX
  67. Come nearer to me, husband, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Dying Mother
  68. Come speak to me of Jesus, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Jesus
  69. Come with us and play! William Carlos Williams From “The Birth of Venus,” Song
  70. Come, brother, come. Lets lift it; Jean Toomer Cotton Song
  71. Come, gather around me, children, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Jewish Grandfather’s Story
  72. Crooked, black tree William Carlos Williams Trees
  73. Cruel in vengeance, reckless in wrath, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Death of Zombi
  74. Cuddle down, ma honey, in yo’ bed, James Weldon Johnson De Little Pickaninny’s Gone to Sleep
  75. Cupid laid by his brand, and fell asleep: William Shakespeare CLIII
  76. Daisies are broken William Carlos Williams Love Song
  77. Dear father, I hear a whisper, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Dying Child to Her Blind Father
  78. Der ain’t no use in sayin’ de Lawd won’t answer prah; James Weldon Johnson Answer to Prayer
  79. Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion’s paws, William Shakespeare XIX
  80. Do you blame me that I loved him? Frances Ellen Watkins Harper A Double Standard
  81. Do you see this cup⁠—this tempting cup⁠— Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Signing the Pledge
  82. Do you see this grain of sand Frances Ellen Watkins Harper A Grain of Sand
  83. Down the close, darkening lanes they sang their way Wilfred Owen The Send-Off
  84. Droning a drowsy syncopated tune, Langston Hughes The Weary Blues
  85. Earth’s wheels run oiled with blood. Forget we that. Wilfred Owen Strange Meeting
  86. Ecstatic bird songs pound William Carlos Williams Dawn
  87. Elvira, by love’s grace William Carlos Williams Homage
  88. En Amerique, professeur; T. S. Eliot Mélange Adultère de Tout
  89. Eternities before the first-born day, James Weldon Johnson Mother Night
  90. Even as upon a low and cloud-domed day, Fernando Pessoa XXIII
  91. Farewell, father! I am a dying, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Eva’s Farewell
  92. Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing, William Shakespeare LXXXVII
  93. Father, Father Abraham, James Weldon Johnson Father, Father Abraham
  94. Flood-tide below me! I see you face to face! Walt Whitman Crossing Brooklyn Ferry
  95. Fool, William Carlos Williams Hero
  96. For fifty years, James Weldon Johnson The Suicide
  97. For shame! deny that thou bear’st love to any, William Shakespeare X
  98. From fairest creatures we desire increase, William Shakespeare I
  99. From Rome’s palaces and villas Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Hermit’s Sacrifice
  100. From where I lingered in a lull in March Robert Frost Evening in a Sugar Orchard
  101. From you have I been absent in the spring, William Shakespeare XCVIII
  102. Full many a glorious morning have I seen William Shakespeare XXXIII
  103. Full moon rising on the waters of my heart, Jean Toomer Evening Song
  104. Girl of fifteen, James Weldon Johnson Girl of Fifteen
  105. Go to sleep⁠—though of course you will not⁠— William Carlos Williams A Goodnight
  106. Go work in my vineyard, said the Lord, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Go Work in My Vineyard
  107. God bless our native land, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper God Bless Our Native Land
  108. Good. I have done. My heart weighs. I am sad. Fernando Pessoa XXXV
  109. Hair⁠— Jean Toomer Face
  110. Hair⁠—braided chestnut, Jean Toomer Portrait in Georgia
  111. Halted against the shade of a last hill, Wilfred Owen Spring Offensive
  112. Happy are men who yet before they are killed Wilfred Owen Insensibility
  113. Happy the maimed, the halt, the mad, the blind⁠— Fernando Pessoa XXXIV
  114. Hard, chilly colors: William Carlos Williams Conquest
  115. Have I seen her? William Carlos Williams Portrait of a Young Man with a Bad Heart
  116. Have the bright and glowing visions Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Lines to Hon. Thaddeus Stevens
  117. Have you been sore discouraged in the fight, James Weldon Johnson To Horace Bumstead
  118. Having a wheel and four legs of its own Robert Frost The Grindstone
  119. He came⁠—a wanderer; years of sin Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Prodigal’s Return
  120. He did not wear his scarlet coat, Oscar Wilde The Ballad of Reading Gaol
  121. He dropped⁠—more sullenly than wearily, Wilfred Owen The Dead-Beat
  122. He halted in the wind, and⁠—what was that Robert Frost A Boundless Moment
  123. He lifted up his pleading eyes, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Martyr of Alabama
  124. He sat in a wheeled chair, waiting for dark, Wilfred Owen Disabled
  125. He saw her from the bottom of the stairs Robert Frost Home Burial
  126. He stood before his finished work; Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Artist
  127. He stood before my heart’s closed door, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Refiner’s Gold
  128. He stood before the savage throng, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Tennessee Hero
  129. He stood before the sons of Heth, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Burial of Sarah
  130. He stood beside his dying child, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Drunkard’s Child
  131. He that goes back does, since he goes, advance, Fernando Pessoa XXXIII
  132. He was a Grecian lad, who coming home Oscar Wilde Charmides
  133. Head to limp head, the sunk-eyed wounded scanned Wilfred Owen Smile, Smile, Smile
  134. Heard you that shriek? It rose Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Slave Mother
  135. Her body is not so white as William Carlos Williams Queen-Ann’s-Lace
  136. Her eyes, twin pools of mystic light, James Weldon Johnson Her Eyes Twin Pools
  137. Her life was dwarfed, and wed to blight, Georgia Douglas Johnson Foredoom
  138. Her teacher’s certainty it must be Mabel Robert Frost Maple
  139. Here I am, an old man in a dry month, T. S. Eliot Gerontion
  140. Here it is spring again William Carlos Williams The Late Singer
  141. His fingers wake, and flutter up the bed. Wilfred Owen Conscious
  142. How can I then return in happy plight, William Shakespeare XXVIII
  143. How can I think, or edge my thoughts to action, Fernando Pessoa V
  144. How can my Muse want subject to invent, William Shakespeare XXXVIII
  145. How careful was I, when I took my way, William Shakespeare XLVIII
  146. How heavy do I journey on the way, William Shakespeare L
  147. How like a winter hath my absence been William Shakespeare XCVII
  148. How many masks wear we, and undermasks, Fernando Pessoa VIII
  149. How oft, when thou, my music, music play’st, William Shakespeare CXXVIII
  150. How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame William Shakespeare XCV
  151. How would you have us, as we are? James Weldon Johnson To America
  152. How yesterday is long ago! The past Fernando Pessoa XXVII
  153. I am a Negro: Langston Hughes The Negro
  154. I am a reaper whose muscles set at sundown. All my oats are cradled. Jean Toomer Harvest Song
  155. I am older than Nature and her Time Fernando Pessoa XXXI
  156. I am the centre Mina Loy Parturition
  157. I bought a dishmop⁠— William Carlos Williams Youth and Beauty
  158. I came an errand one cloud-blowing evening Robert Frost The Census-Taker
  159. I celebrate myself, and sing myself, Walt Whitman Song of Myself
  160. I could not think of thee as piecèd rot, Fernando Pessoa IV
  161. I didn’t make you know how glad I was Robert Frost A Servant to Servants
  162. I do not know what truth the false untruth Fernando Pessoa XXX
  163. I dreamed that I was a rose James Weldon Johnson The Awakening
  164. I feel the caress of my own fingers William Carlos Williams The Gentle Man
  165. I grant thou wert not married to my Muse William Shakespeare LXXXII
  166. I had a dream, a varied dream: Frances Ellen Watkins Harper “Fishers of Men”
  167. I had for my winter evening walk⁠— Robert Frost Good Hours
  168. I have but four, the treasures of my soul, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Slave Mother
  169. I have discovered that most of William Carlos Williams January Morning
  170. I have had my dream⁠—like others⁠— William Carlos Williams Thursday
  171. I hear the stars still singing James Weldon Johnson I Hear the Stars Still Singing
  172. I heard, my young friend Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Report
  173. I knew not who had wrought with skill so fine James Weldon Johnson Before a Painting
  174. I know only the bare rocks of today. William Carlos Williams A Prelude
  175. I let myself in at the kitchen door. Robert Frost The Housekeeper
  176. I lie here thinking of you:⁠— William Carlos Williams Love Song
  177. I love to sit alone, and dream, James Weldon Johnson A Mid-Day Dreamer
  178. I met a lady from the South who said Robert Frost New Hampshire
  179. I mind as ’ow the night afore that show Wilfred Owen The Chances
  180. I never saw that you did painting need William Shakespeare LXXXIII
  181. I observe: “Our sentimental friend the moon! T. S. Eliot Conversation Galante
  182. I remember, well remember, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Aunt Chloe
  183. I slumbered with your poems on my breast Robert Frost To E. T.
  184. I sometimes take you in my dreams to a far-off land I used to know, James Weldon Johnson Vashti
  185. I staid the night for shelter at a farm Robert Frost Two Witches
  186. I stay; Robert Frost An Empty Threat
  187. I stopped the car William Carlos Williams Blueflags
  188. I thirst, but earth cannot allay Frances Ellen Watkins Harper “I Thirst”
  189. I tried to put a bird in a cage. William Carlos Williams The Fool’s Song
  190. I wander all night in my vision, Walt Whitman The Sleepers
  191. I want to die while you love me, Georgia Douglas Johnson I Want to Die While You Love Me
  192. I wear an easy garment, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Free Labor
  193. I will teach you my townspeople William Carlos Williams Tract
  194. I, too, saw God through mud⁠— Wilfred Owen Apologia Pro Poemate Meo
  195. I, too, sing America. Langston Hughes I Too
  196. I’m back down in ole Georgy w’ere de sun is shinin’ hot, James Weldon Johnson July in Georgy
  197. I’m going out to clean the pasture spring; Robert Frost The Pasture
  198. I’ve known ere now an interfering branch Robert Frost The Axe-Helve
  199. I’ve known rivers: Langston Hughes The Negro Speaks of Rivers
  200. If I say I have heard voices William Carlos Williams Pastoral
  201. If I when my wife is sleeping William Carlos Williams Danse Russe
  202. If my dear love were but the child of state, William Shakespeare CXXIV
  203. If that apparent part of life’s delight Fernando Pessoa II
  204. If the dull substance of my flesh were thought, William Shakespeare XLIV
  205. If there be nothing new, but that which is William Shakespeare LIX
  206. If thou survive my well-contented day, William Shakespeare XXXII
  207. If thy soul check thee that I come so near, William Shakespeare CXXXVI
  208. If you had come away with me William Carlos Williams April
  209. Ils ont vu les Pays-Bas, ils rentrent à Terre Haute; T. S. Eliot Lune de Miel
  210. In a backwoods town James Weldon Johnson The Ghost of Deacon Brown
  211. In a dim corner of my room for longer than my fancy thinks Oscar Wilde The Sphinx
  212. In a tissue-thin monotone of blue-grey buds William Carlos Williams Spring Strains
  213. In brilliant gas light William Carlos Williams Good Night
  214. In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes, William Shakespeare CXLI
  215. In loving thee thou know’st I am forsworn, William Shakespeare CLII
  216. In the cool of the day⁠— James Weldon Johnson Noah Built the Ark
  217. In the flashes and black shadows William Carlos Williams The Hunter
  218. In the old age black was not counted fair, William Shakespeare CXXVII
  219. In this world of William Carlos Williams Spouts
  220. In yonder halls reclining Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Revel
  221. Indefinite space, which, by co-substance night, Fernando Pessoa XVIII
  222. Is it for fear to wet a widow’s eye William Shakespeare IX
  223. Is it thy will thy image should keep open William Shakespeare LXI
  224. It is a willow when summer is over, William Carlos Williams Willow Poem
  225. It is blue-butterfly day here in spring, Robert Frost Blue-Butterfly Day
  226. It is cold. The white moon William Carlos Williams The Cold Night
  227. It is full summer now, the heart of June; Oscar Wilde The Garden of Eros
  228. It is full winter now: the trees are bare, Oscar Wilde Humanitad
  229. It is nothing to me, the beauty said, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Nothing and Something
  230. It is useless, good woman, useless: the spark fails me. William Carlos Williams The Death of Franco of Cologne: His Prophecy of Beethoven
  231. It seemed that out of the battle I escaped Wilfred Owen Strange Meeting
  232. It shall flash through coming ages; Frances Ellen Watkins Harper President Lincoln’s Proclamation of Freedom
  233. It snowed in spring on earth so dry and warm Robert Frost Our Singing Strength
  234. It was an icy day. William Carlos Williams Complete Destruction
  235. It was long I lay Robert Frost I Will Sing You One-O
  236. It was my sad and weary lot Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Fugitive’s Wife
  237. It went many years, Robert Frost The Lockless Door
  238. It’s a strange courage William Carlos Williams El Hombre
  239. Jesus, my gentle Jesus, James Weldon Johnson The Crucifixion
  240. Joy to my bosom! rest to my fear! Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Syrophenician Woman
  241. Judgment slumbered. God in mercy Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Retribution
  242. Lady of dusk wood fastnesses, William Carlos Williams First Praise
  243. Lancaster bore him⁠—such a little town, Robert Frost A Hundred Collars
  244. Le garçon délabré qui n’a rien à faire T. S. Eliot Dans le Restaurant
  245. Leaves are greygreen, William Carlos Williams Lines
  246. Let me confess that we two must be twain, William Shakespeare XXXVI
  247. Let me make the songs for the people, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Songs for the People
  248. Let me not to the marriage of true minds William Shakespeare CXVI
  249. Let not my love be call’d idolatry, William Shakespeare CV
  250. Let the boy try along this bayonet-blade Wilfred Owen Arms and the Boy
  251. Let those who are in favour with their stars William Shakespeare XXV
  252. Let us go then, you and I, T. S. Eliot The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
  253. Life to her no brightness brought, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Saved by Faith
  254. Life was trembling, faintly trembling Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Dying Bondman
  255. Lift your flowers William Carlos Williams Chickory and Daisies
  256. Light hearted William twirled William Carlos Williams Light Hearted William
  257. Light! more light! the shadows deepen, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper “Let the Light Enter!”
  258. Like a bad suitor desperate and trembling Fernando Pessoa XV
  259. Like a fawn from the arrow, startled and wild, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Eliza Harris
  260. Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, William Shakespeare LX
  261. Like as, to make our appetite more keen, William Shakespeare CXVIII
  262. Like Dives in the deeps of Hell Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Save the Boys
  263. Like to a ship that storms urge on its course, Fernando Pessoa XI
  264. Limb to limb, mouth to mouth William Carlos Williams Winter Quiet
  265. Lo! as a careful housewife runs to catch William Shakespeare CXLIII
  266. Lo! in the orient when the gracious light William Shakespeare VII
  267. Look heah, Tunk!⁠—Now, ain’t dis awful! T’ought I sont you off to school. James Weldon Johnson Tunk
  268. Look heah! ’Splain to me de reason James Weldon Johnson An Explanation
  269. Look heah! Is I evah tole you ’bout de curious way I won James Weldon Johnson The Rivals
  270. Look in thy glass, and tell the face thou viewest William Shakespeare III
  271. Lord of my love, to whom in vassalage William Shakespeare XXVI
  272. Love and forgetting might have carried them Robert Frost Two Look at Two
  273. Love at the lips was touch Robert Frost To Earthward
  274. Love is like water or the air William Carlos Williams Riposte
  275. Love is my sin and thy dear virtue hate, William Shakespeare CXLII
  276. Love is too young to know what conscience is; William Shakespeare CLI
  277. Make me a grave where’er you will, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Bury Me in a Free Land
  278. Malheur à la malheureuse Tamise! T. S. Eliot Le Directeur
  279. Mary sat musing on the lamp-flame at the table Robert Frost The Death of the Hired Man
  280. Master only left old Mistus Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Deliverance
  281. Men of the North! it is no time Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Words for the Hour
  282. Men with picked voices chant the names William Carlos Williams Overture to a Dance of Locomotives
  283. Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war William Shakespeare XLVI
  284. Mine eye hath play’d the painter and hath stell’d William Shakespeare XXIV
  285. Miserable little woman William Carlos Williams Divertimiento
  286. Miserly, is the best description of that poor fool William Carlos Williams Con Brio
  287. Miss Helen Slingsby was my maiden aunt, T. S. Eliot Aunt Helen
  288. Miss Nancy Ellicott T. S. Eliot Cousin Nancy
  289. Mother of flames, William Carlos Williams Crude Lament
  290. Mother, shed no mournful tears, James Weldon Johnson The Young Warrior
  291. Move him into the sun⁠— Wilfred Owen Futility
  292. Music to hear, why hear’st thou music sadly? William Shakespeare VIII
  293. My arms have mutinied against me⁠—brutes! Wilfred Owen Wild with All Regrets
  294. My body is opaque to the soul. Jean Toomer Prayer
  295. My glass shall not persuade me I am old, William Shakespeare XXII
  296. My home is so glad, my heart is so light, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Wanderer’s Return
  297. My long two-pointed ladder’s sticking through a tree Robert Frost After Apple-Picking
  298. My love is as a fever, longing still William Shakespeare CXLVII
  299. My love is strengthen’d, though more weak in seeming; William Shakespeare CII
  300. My love, and not I, is the egoist. Fernando Pessoa XVII
  301. My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun; William Shakespeare CXXX
  302. My mother’s kiss, my mother’s kiss, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper My Mother’s Kiss
  303. My old man’s a white old man Langston Hughes Cross
  304. My shoes as I lean William Carlos Williams The Nightingales
  305. My soul is a stiff pageant, man by man, Fernando Pessoa XXII
  306. My soul looked down from a vague height with Death, Wilfred Owen The Show
  307. My tongue-tied Muse in manners holds her still, William Shakespeare LXXXV
  308. My townspeople, beyond in the great world, William Carlos Williams Gulls
  309. My weary life, that lives unsatisfied Fernando Pessoa XXIX
  310. My wife’s new pink slippers William Carlos Williams The Thinker
  311. Nature’s first green is gold, Robert Frost Nothing Gold Can Stay
  312. Nay, do not blush! I only heard Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Advice to the Girls
  313. Nay, let us walk from fire unto fire, Oscar Wilde Panthea
  314. Never tell me that not one star of all Robert Frost A Star in a Stone-Boat
  315. Night closed o’er the battling army, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Sin of Achan
  316. No greater earthly boon than this I crave, James Weldon Johnson The Reward
  317. No longer mourn for me when I am dead William Shakespeare LXXI
  318. No more be grieved at that which thou hast done: William Shakespeare XXXV
  319. No, Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change: William Shakespeare CXXIII
  320. Not for them the length’ning shadows Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Youth in Heaven
  321. Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck; William Shakespeare XIV
  322. Not marble, nor the gilded monuments William Shakespeare LV
  323. Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul William Shakespeare CVII
  324. Nothing to say to all those marriages! Robert Frost Place for a Third
  325. Now that I have cooled to you William Carlos Williams Postlude
  326. Now? Why⁠— William Carlos Williams Virtue
  327. O black and unknown bards of long ago, James Weldon Johnson O Black and Unknown Bards
  328. O brothers mine, take care! Take care! James Weldon Johnson The White Witch
  329. O brothers mine, today we stand James Weldon Johnson Fifty Years
  330. O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, Walt Whitman O Captain! My Captain!
  331. O Crimson salamander, William Carlos Williams The Ordeal
  332. O Lord, we come this morning James Weldon Johnson Listen Lord
  333. O me, what eyes hath Love put in my head, William Shakespeare CXLVIII
  334. O mighty, powerful, dark-dispelling sun, James Weldon Johnson Prayer at Sunrise
  335. O my grey hairs! William Carlos Williams Spring
  336. O Sleep, thou kindest minister to man, James Weldon Johnson Sleep
  337. O Southland! O Southland! James Weldon Johnson O Southland!
  338. O take my hand Walt Whitman! Walt Whitman Salut au Monde!
  339. O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power William Shakespeare CXXVI
  340. O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends William Shakespeare CI
  341. O whitened head entwined in turban gay, James Weldon Johnson The Black Mammy
  342. O, call not me to justify the wrong William Shakespeare CXXXIX
  343. O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, William Shakespeare CXI
  344. O, from what power hast thou this powerful might William Shakespeare CL
  345. O, how I faint when I of you do write, William Shakespeare LXXX
  346. O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem William Shakespeare LIV
  347. O, how thy worth with manners may I sing, William Shakespeare XXXIX
  348. O, lest the world should task you to recite William Shakespeare LXXII
  349. O, never say that I was false of heart, William Shakespeare CIX
  350. O, that you were yourself! but, love, you are William Shakespeare XIII
  351. Of course, I don’t know very much Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Aunt Chloe’s Politics
  352. Oh strong ridged and deeply hollowed William Carlos Williams Smell!
  353. Oh to be idle loving idleness! Fernando Pessoa IX
  354. Oh, black Persian cat! William Carlos Williams Mujer
  355. Oh, my soul had grown so weary Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Mother’s Blessing
  356. Oh, silver tree! Langston Hughes Jazzonia
  357. Oh! crush it not, that hope so blest, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper That Blessed Hope
  358. Old age is William Carlos Williams To Waken an Old Lady
  359. Old Davis owned a solid mica mountain Robert Frost A Fountain, a Bottle, a Donkey’s Ears and Some Books
  360. Old Devil, when you come with horns and tail, James Weldon Johnson The Temptress
  361. Old men who have studied William Carlos Williams The Old Men
  362. Old Omar, jolly sceptic, it may be James Weldon Johnson Omar
  363. On the day when youth is no more upon me William Carlos Williams To Wish Myself Courage
  364. Once der was a meetin’ in de wilderness, James Weldon Johnson Brer Rabbit, You’s de Cutes’ of ’Em All
  365. Once when the snow of the year was beginning to fall, Robert Frost The Runaway
  366. One leaves his leaves at home William Carlos Williams Great Mullen
  367. Only a little scrap of blue Frances Ellen Watkins Harper “A Little Child Shall Lead Them”
  368. Or I shall live your epitaph to make, William Shakespeare LXXXI
  369. Or whether doth my mind, being crown’d with you, William Shakespeare CXIV
  370. Others taunt me with having knelt at well-curbs Robert Frost For Once, Then, Something
  371. Our brains ache, in the merciless iced east winds that knife us⁠ ⁠… Wilfred Owen Exposure
  372. Out in the cold mid the dreary night, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Out in the Cold
  373. Out of the cradle endlessly rocking, Walt Whitman Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking
  374. Out of the infinite sea of eternity James Weldon Johnson Life
  375. Out walking in the frozen swamp one grey day Robert Frost The Wood-Pile
  376. Outcast from her home in Syria Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Dedication Poem
  377. Paint me a cavernous waste shore T. S. Eliot Sweeney Erect
  378. Patting goodbye, doubtless they told the lad Wilfred Owen S.I.W.
  379. Pipit sate upright in her chair T. S. Eliot A Cooking Egg
  380. Polyphiloprogenitive T. S. Eliot Mr. Eliot’s Sunday Morning Service
  381. Poor old Abner, old white-haired nigger! William Carlos Williams Time the Hangman
  382. Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, William Shakespeare CXLVI
  383. Pour O pour that parting soul in song, Jean Toomer Song of the Son
  384. Rather notice, mon cher, William Carlos Williams To a Solitary Disciple
  385. Red cradle of the night, William Carlos Williams Portent
  386. Red lips are not so red Wilfred Owen Greater Love
  387. Ring, aye, ring the freedom bell, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Freedom Bell
  388. Say not the age is hard and cold⁠— Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Present Age
  389. Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault, William Shakespeare LXXXIX
  390. School is over. It is too hot William Carlos Williams The Lonely Street
  391. See! There he stands; not brave, but with an air James Weldon Johnson Brothers
  392. Seems lak to me de stars don’t shine so bright, James Weldon Johnson Sence You Went Away
  393. Served him right! How could he dare Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Dismissal of Tyng
  394. Set ope all shutters, that the day come in Fernando Pessoa Epithalamium
  395. Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? William Shakespeare XVIII
  396. Sharers of a common country, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Home, Sweet Home
  397. She came from the East a fair, young bride, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Going East
  398. She leaned her head upon her hand Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Vashti
  399. She stood at Jesus’ feet, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Mary at the Feet of Christ
  400. “She’s built of steel James Weldon Johnson The Word of an Engineer
  401. Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye William Shakespeare LXII
  402. Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea, William Shakespeare LXV
  403. Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind; William Shakespeare CXIII
  404. Singing my days, Walt Whitman Passage to India
  405. Sit on the bed; I’m blind, and three parts shell, Wilfred Owen A Terre
  406. Skin as black an’ jes as sof’ as a velvet dress, James Weldon Johnson Dat Gal o’ Mine
  407. Slowly o’er his darkened features Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Dying Fugitive
  408. Snow: William Carlos Williams Blizzard
  409. So Abram rose, and clave the wood, and went, Wilfred Owen Parable of the Old Men and the Young
  410. So am I as the rich, whose blessed key William Shakespeare LII
  411. So are you to my thoughts as food to life, William Shakespeare LXXV
  412. So art thou broken in upon me, Apollo, William Carlos Williams An After Song
  413. So is it not with me as with that Muse William Shakespeare XXI
  414. So oft have I invoked thee for my Muse William Shakespeare LXXVIII
  415. So shall I live, supposing thou art true, William Shakespeare XCIII
  416. So, now I have confess’d that he is thine, William Shakespeare CXXXIV
  417. Sol, Sol, mighty lord of the tropic zone, James Weldon Johnson Down by the Carib Sea
  418. Some glory in their birth, some in their skill, William Shakespeare XCI
  419. Some leaves hang late, some fall William Carlos Williams The Soughing Wind
  420. Some men enjoy the constant strife James Weldon Johnson “Lazy”
  421. Some say the world will end in fire, Robert Frost Fire and Ice
  422. Some say thy fault is youth, some wantonness; William Shakespeare XCVI
  423. Something in me was born before the stars Fernando Pessoa XXIV
  424. Something there is that doesn’t love a wall, Robert Frost Mending Wall
  425. Sometimes the mist overhangs my path, James Weldon Johnson The Gift to Sing
  426. Sorrow is my own yard William Carlos Williams The Widow’s Lament in Springtime
  427. Spades take up leaves Robert Frost Gathering Leaves
  428. Spawn of Fantasies Mina Loy Songs to Joannes
  429. Stand on the highest pavement of the stair⁠— T. S. Eliot La Figlia Che Piange
  430. Still I bring flowers William Carlos Williams Ad Infinitum
  431. Subtle, clever brain, wiser than I am, William Carlos Williams Play
  432. Surely there, among the great docks, is peace, my mind; William Carlos Williams In Harbor
  433. Sweep the house clean, William Carlos Williams Love Song
  434. Sweet child, William Carlos Williams The Ogre
  435. Sweet love, renew thy force; be it not said William Shakespeare LVI
  436. Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all; William Shakespeare XL
  437. Take sackcloth of the darkest dye, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Bible Defence of Slavery
  438. Take that, damn you; and that! William Carlos Williams Mezzo Forte
  439. Tell me, did the angels greet thee? Frances Ellen Watkins Harper To a Babe Smiling in Her Sleep
  440. Thank God for little children, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Thank God for Little Children
  441. Thank God that thou hast spoken Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Lines to Charles Sumner
  442. That god forbid that made me first your slave, William Shakespeare LVIII
  443. That thou art blamed shall not be thy defect, William Shakespeare LXX
  444. That thou hast her, it is not all my grief, William Shakespeare XLII
  445. That time of year thou mayst in me behold William Shakespeare LXXIII
  446. That you were once unkind befriends me now, William Shakespeare CXX
  447. The Archer is wake! William Carlos Williams Peace on Earth
  448. The birches are mad with green points William Carlos Williams Portrait of the Author
  449. The blue sky arching overhead, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Change
  450. The broad-backed hippopotamus T. S. Eliot The Hippopotamus
  451. The conies had their hiding-place, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper He “Had Not Where to Lay His Head”
  452. The corner of a great rain William Carlos Williams Contemporania
  453. The coroner’s merry little children William Carlos Williams Hic Jacet
  454. The dayseye hugging the earth William Carlos Williams Daisy
  455. The dew is on the grasses, dear, Georgia Douglas Johnson Youth
  456. The door was an absurd thing Mina Loy The Effectual Marriage
  457. The edge of the green wave whitely doth hiss Fernando Pessoa XXVIII
  458. The expense of spirit in a waste of shame William Shakespeare CXXIX
  459. The farm house lingers, though averse to square Robert Frost A Brook in the City
  460. The forward violet thus did I chide: William Shakespeare XCIX
  461. The glory of the day was in her face, James Weldon Johnson The Glory of the Day Was in Her Face
  462. The half stripped trees William Carlos Williams Approach of Winter
  463. The hand of Fate cannot be stayed, James Weldon Johnson Fragment
  464. The heart of a woman goes forth with the dawn, Georgia Douglas Johnson The Heart of a Woman
  465. The hostess, in pink satin and blond hair⁠—dressed William Carlos Williams The Delicacies
  466. The house had gone to bring again Robert Frost The Need of Being Versed in Country Things
  467. The light was faintly streaming Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Dying Christian
  468. The little Love-god lying once asleep William Shakespeare CLIV
  469. The little sparrows William Carlos Williams Pastoral
  470. The living come with grassy tread Robert Frost In a Disused Graveyard
  471. The low beating of the tom-toms, Langston Hughes Danse Africaine
  472. The May sun⁠—whom William Carlos Williams The Tulip Bed
  473. The mountain held the town as in a shadow Robert Frost The Mountain
  474. The murderer’s little daughter William Carlos Williams Sympathetic Portrait of a Child
  475. The murmurs of a distant strife Frances Ellen Watkins Harper A Mother’s Heroism
  476. The old black-man showed me William Carlos Williams Canthara
  477. The other two, slight air and purging fire, William Shakespeare XLV
  478. The prison-house in which I live Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Renewal of Strength
  479. The rain outside was cold in Hadrian’s soul. Fernando Pessoa Antinous
  480. The readers of the Boston Evening Transcript T. S. Eliot The Boston Evening Transcript
  481. The sale began⁠—young girls were there, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Slave Auction
  482. The sky has given over William Carlos Williams Spring Storm
  483. The sky, lazily disdaining to pursue Jean Toomer Georgia Dusk
  484. The snow has ceased its fluttering flight, James Weldon Johnson Ghosts of the Old Year
  485. The sound of the closing outside door was all. Robert Frost The Valley’s Singing Day
  486. The strength that bore her on for years Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Dying Queen
  487. The treacherous sands had caught our boat, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper A Story of the Rebellion
  488. The tree the tempest with a crash of wood Robert Frost On a Tree Fallen Across the Road
  489. The way a crow Robert Frost Dust of Snow
  490. The west was getting out of gold, Robert Frost Looking for a Sunset Bird in Winter
  491. The winter evening settles down T. S. Eliot Preludes
  492. The world begins again! William Carlos Williams The Birds
  493. The world is woven all of dream and error Fernando Pessoa XXVI
  494. Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now; William Shakespeare XC
  495. Then I raised my head William Carlos Williams Winter Sunset
  496. Then let not winter’s ragged hand deface William Shakespeare VI
  497. There is a bird in the poplars! William Carlos Williams Metric Figure
  498. There was grief within our household Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Jamie’s Puzzle
  499. There were three in the meadow by the brook Robert Frost The Code
  500. There’s my things William Carlos Williams Portrait of a Woman in Bed
  501. They are rattling breakfast plates in basement kitchens, T. S. Eliot Morning at the Window
  502. They call me and I go William Carlos Williams Complaint
  503. They forced him into prison, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Died of Starvation
  504. They heard the South wind sighing Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Crocuses
  505. They robed her for another groom, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Bride of Death
  506. They scorned her for her sinning, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Contrast
  507. They sent him back to her. The letter came Robert Frost Not to Keep
  508. They shall see Him in the crimson flush Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Pure in Heart Shall See God
  509. They that have power to hurt and will do none, William Shakespeare XCIV
  510. Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me, William Shakespeare CXXXII
  511. This English Thames is holier far than Rome, Oscar Wilde The Burden of Itys
  512. This plot of ground William Carlos Williams Dedication for a Plot of Ground
  513. This saying good-bye on the edge of the dark Robert Frost Good-Bye and Keep Cold
  514. Those hours, that with gentle work did frame William Shakespeare V
  515. Those lines that I before have writ do lie, William Shakespeare CXV
  516. Those lips that Love’s own hand did make William Shakespeare CXLV
  517. Those parts of thee that the world’s eye doth view William Shakespeare LXIX
  518. Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits, William Shakespeare XLI
  519. Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art, William Shakespeare CXXXI
  520. Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes, William Shakespeare CXXXVII
  521. Thought was born blind, but Thought knows what is seeing. Fernando Pessoa XXI
  522. Thunder blossoms gorgeously above our heads, Jean Toomer Storm Ending
  523. Thus can my love excuse the slow offence William Shakespeare LI
  524. Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn, William Shakespeare LXVIII
  525. Thy bosom is endeared with all hearts, William Shakespeare XXXI
  526. Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brain William Shakespeare CXXII
  527. Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear, William Shakespeare LXXVII
  528. Thy words are torture to me, that scarce grieve thee⁠— Fernando Pessoa VII
  529. Tidings! sad tidings for the daughter of Ai, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Rizpah, the Daughter of Ai
  530. Tired with all these, for restful death I cry, William Shakespeare LXVI
  531. ’Tis better to be vile than vile esteem’d, William Shakespeare CXXI
  532. To chase a never-reached mirage James Weldon Johnson Voluptas
  533. To drift with every passion till my soul Oscar Wilde Hélas!
  534. To drive Paul out of any lumber camp Robert Frost Paul’s Wife
  535. To fling my arms wide Langston Hughes Dream Variation
  536. To me, fair friend, you never can be old, William Shakespeare CIV
  537. To think to know the country and not know Robert Frost A Hillside Thaw
  538. Too frail to soar⁠—a feeble thing⁠— Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Sparrow’s Fall
  539. Tracks of rain and light linger in William Carlos Williams Romance Moderne
  540. Turn my daughters, full of woe, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Ruth and Naomi
  541. ’Twas a fearful night⁠—the tempest raved Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Death of the Old Sea King
  542. ’Twas a night of dreadful horror⁠— Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Night of Death
  543. ’Twas at early morning, James Weldon Johnson Venus in a Garden
  544. Twelve o’clock. T. S. Eliot Rhapsody on a Windy Night
  545. Twenty years go by on noiseless feet, James Weldon Johnson From the Spanish
  546. Two little children sit by my side, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Mother’s Treasures
  547. Two loves I have of comfort and despair, William Shakespeare CXLIV
  548. Uncle Jacob often told us, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Church Building
  549. Under a burning tropic sun, James Weldon Johnson The Color Sergeant
  550. Unthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spend William Shakespeare IV
  551. Upon the table in their bowl William Carlos Williams The Disputants
  552. Vast and grey, the sky William Carlos Williams The Desolate Field
  553. Very soon the Yankee teachers Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Learning to Read
  554. W’en de leaves begin to fall, James Weldon Johnson The Seasons
  555. W’en ole Mister Sun gits tiah’d a-hangin’ James Weldon Johnson A Plantation Bacchanal
  556. Wanderer moon William Carlos Williams Summer Song
  557. Was it the proud full sail of his great verse, William Shakespeare LXXXVI
  558. We are born at sunset and we die ere morn, Fernando Pessoa XIV
  559. We are in Fate and Fate’s and do but lack Fernando Pessoa XXV
  560. We are the hollow men T. S. Eliot The Hollow Men
  561. We chanced in passing by that afternoon Robert Frost The Black Cottage
  562. We never joy enjoy to that full point Fernando Pessoa XVI
  563. We pass and dream. Earth smiles. Virtue is rare. Fernando Pessoa Inscriptions
  564. We would see Jesus; earth is grand, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper “Sir, We Would See Jesus”
  565. We’d found an old Boche dug-out, and he knew, Wilfred Owen The Sentry
  566. We’ve room to build holy altars Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Light in Darkness
  567. Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed, William Shakespeare XXVII
  568. Webster was much possessed by death T. S. Eliot Whispers of Immortality
  569. Weep not, weep not, James Weldon Johnson Go Down Death
  570. Welcome children of the Spring, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Dandelions
  571. Well, Lizzie Anderson! seventeen men⁠—and William Carlos Williams To a Friend
  572. Well, mind, here we have William Carlos Williams Promenade
  573. Well, one morning real early Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Reunion
  574. Well, son, I’ll tell you: Langston Hughes Mother to Son
  575. Were’t aught to me I bore the canopy, William Shakespeare CXXV
  576. What is your substance, whereof are you made, William Shakespeare LIII
  577. What passing-bells for these who die as cattle? Wilfred Owen Anthem for Doomed Youth
  578. What potions have I drunk of Siren tears, William Shakespeare CXIX
  579. What tree may not the fig be gathered from? Robert Frost Wild Grapes
  580. What’s in the brain that ink may character William Shakespeare CVIII
  581. When a dark and fearful strife Frances Ellen Watkins Harper An Appeal to the American People
  582. When buffeted and beaten by life’s storms, James Weldon Johnson Beauty That Is Never Old
  583. When forty winters shall besiege thy brow, William Shakespeare II
  584. When I am alone I am happy. William Carlos Williams Waiting
  585. When I consider everything that grows William Shakespeare XV
  586. When I do count the clock that tells the time, William Shakespeare XII
  587. When I do think my meanest line shall be Fernando Pessoa III
  588. When I have seen by Time’s fell hand defaced William Shakespeare LXIV
  589. When I have sense of what to sense appears, Fernando Pessoa XXXII
  590. When I should be asleep to mine own voice Fernando Pessoa XIII
  591. When I was younger William Carlos Williams Pastoral
  592. When in the chronicle of wasted time William Shakespeare CVI
  593. When in the widening circle of rebirth Fernando Pessoa XX
  594. When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom’d, Walt Whitman When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d
  595. When morning shows her first faint flush, James Weldon Johnson Morning, Noon and Night
  596. When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see, William Shakespeare XLIII
  597. When Mr. Apollinax visited the United States T. S. Eliot Mr. Apollinax
  598. When my love swears that she is made of truth William Shakespeare CXXXVIII
  599. When thou shalt be disposed to set me light William Shakespeare LXXXVIII
  600. When to the sessions of sweet silent thought William Shakespeare XXX
  601. When, in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes, William Shakespeare XXIX
  602. Where art thou, Muse, that thou forget’st so long William Shakespeare C
  603. Where shall I find you, William Carlos Williams Sub Terra
  604. Whether we write or speak or do but look Fernando Pessoa I
  605. Whilst I alone did call upon thy aid, William Shakespeare LXXIX
  606. whisper of yellow globes Jean Toomer Her Lips Are Copper Wire
  607. Who are these? Why sit they here in twilight? Wilfred Owen Mental Cases
  608. Who is it that says most? which can say more William Shakespeare LXXXIV
  609. Who will believe my verse in time to come, William Shakespeare XVII
  610. Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy “Will,” William Shakespeare CXXXV
  611. Whose woods these are I think I know. Robert Frost Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
  612. Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day William Shakespeare XXXIV
  613. Why do I write today? William Carlos Williams Apology
  614. Why is my verse so barren of new pride, William Shakespeare LXXVI
  615. Why make so much of fragmentary blue Robert Frost Fragmentary Blue
  616. Will it never be possible William Carlos Williams A Portrait in Greys
  617. “Willis, I didn’t want you here today: Robert Frost The Self-Seeker
  618. Winter has spent this snow William Carlos Williams M. B.
  619. Winter is long in this climate William Carlos Williams March
  620. Within this black hive to-night Jean Toomer Beehive
  621. Witness, would you⁠— William Carlos Williams Keller Gegen Dom
  622. Would I might mend the fabric of my youth Georgia Douglas Johnson Welt
  623. Ye are builders, little builders, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Little Builders
  624. Yellow, yellow, yellow, yellow! William Carlos Williams Primrose
  625. Yes, there is one thing braver than all flowers; William Carlos Williams Immortal
  626. Yes! Ethiopia yet shall stretch Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Ethiopia
  627. You exquisite chunk of mud William Carlos Williams K. McB.
  628. “You know Orion always comes up sideways. Robert Frost The Star-Splitter
  629. You know there is not much William Carlos Williams To a Friend Concerning Several Ladies
  630. “You ought to have seen what I saw on my way Robert Frost Blueberries
  631. You say love is this, love is that: William Carlos Williams Memory of April
  632. You sullen pig of a man William Carlos Williams Libertad! Igualdad! Fraternidad!
  633. You who are so mighty, William Carlos Williams Appeal
  634. You who had the sense William Carlos Williams Invitation
  635. You’ve heard no doubt of Irish bulls, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Lines to Miles O’Reiley
  636. Young man⁠— James Weldon Johnson The Prodigal Son
  637. Your land is crowned with regal men, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Our English Friends
  638. Your love and pity doth the impression fill William Shakespeare CXII

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