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- Say not the age is hard and cold— Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Present Age
- Say over again, and yet once over again Elizabeth Barrett Browning XXI
- Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault, William Shakespeare LXXXIX
- Say, hast thou track’d a traveller’s round, John Henry Newman Taormini
- Say, heav’nly muse, what king or mighty God, Phillis Wheatley Isaiah 63:1–8
- Say, muse divine, can hostile scenes delight Phillis Wheatley To Captain H⸺d, of the 65th Regiment
- Say, what blinds us, that we claim the glory Matthew Arnold Self-Deception
- Say, who is he in deserts seen, John Henry Newman Persecution
- Say! You’ve struck a heap of trouble— Robert W. Service Comfort
- Says Anderson, Theosophist: Ambrose Bierce Theosophistry
- Says England to Germany: “Africa’s ours.” Ambrose Bierce Strained Relations
- Says Gerald Massey: “When I write, a band Ambrose Bierce Psychographs
- Says he: “I’ve installed in my bank Ring Lardner W. G. Nicholson
- Says I to myself: “Of the host Ring Lardner Guy Bates Post
- Says Rockefeller: “Money is not tight,” Ambrose Bierce Financial News
- Scented herbage of my breast, Walt Whitman Scented Herbage of My Breast
- School is over. It is too hot William Carlos Williams The Lonely Street
- Science! true daughter of Old Time thou art! Edgar Allan Poe Sonnet—To Science
- Scotia’s sons to-night we meet thee, James McIntyre Lines Read at St. Andrew’s Anniversary
- Scotia’s Sons! We love to meet thee, James McIntyre Address to the Scottish Clans at Woodstock
- Scotland has produced three great shepherds James McIntyre Brodie Castle
- Scotsmen have wandered far and wide, James McIntyre Lines on the North of Scotland
- Sea charm Langston Hughes Sea Charm
- Sea-beauty! stretch’d and basking! Walt Whitman Paumanok
- Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, John Keats To Autumn
- Seated once by a brook, watching a child Edward Thomas The Brook
- Secure in his prophetic strength, John Henry Newman St. Paul at Melita
- See Aaron, God’s anointed priest, John Newton The True Aaron
- See how the children in the print Robert Louis Stevenson See How the Children in the Print
- See in the print, how moved by whim Robert Louis Stevenson See in the Print, How Moved by Whim
- See the corn again in ear! John Newton Harvest
- See the gloomy gath’ring cloud, John Newton The Hiding-Place. Feb. 10, 1779
- See what a fix the Sloth is in, Robert Williams Wood The Sloe; The Sloth
- See, how rude Winter’s icy hand John Newton Winter.
- See, I have climbed the mountain side Oscar Wilde San Miniato
- See, Lord, fanatics all arrayed Ambrose Bierce One Mood’s Expression
- See, sir, how, as the sun’s hot masculine flame John Donne To the Earl of Doncaster, with Six Holy Sonnets
- See, the golden dawn is glowing, John Henry Newman Lauds—Thursday
- See, the world for youth prepares, John Newton The World
- See, with strong heart O youth, the change Robert Louis Stevenson To a Youth
- See! another year is gone! John Newton Uncertainty of Life
- See! the pale autumn dawn C. S. Lewis The Autumn Morning
- See! There he stands; not brave, but with an air James Weldon Johnson Brothers
- Seeds in a dry pod, tick, tick, tick, Edgar Lee Masters Petit, the Poet
- Seek what you shall e’er possess, Ameen Rihani Badruddin
- Seems lak to me de stars don’t shine so bright, James Weldon Johnson Sence You Went Away
- “Seldom we find,” says Solomon Don Dunce, Edgar Allan Poe An Enigma
- Self is the only prison that can ever bind the soul; Henry van Dyke Jr. The Prison and the Angel
- Send home my long stray’d eyes to me, John Donne The Message
- Send me some tokens, that my hope may live John Donne The Token
- September came and with it frost James McIntyre Thanksgiving Ode
- Served him right! How could he dare Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Dismissal of Tyng
- Set in this stormy Northern sea, Oscar Wilde Ave Imperatrix
- Set ope all shutters, that the day come in Fernando Pessoa Epithalamium
- Set where the upper streams of Simois flow Matthew Arnold Palladium
- Seven stars in the still water, Oscar Wilde The Dole of the King’s Daughter
- Shadows, shadows, Georgia Douglas Johnson Escape
- Shake your brown feet, honey, Langston Hughes Song for a Banjo Dance
- Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? William Shakespeare XVIII
- Shall I say, “My son, you’re branded in this country’s pageantry, Georgia Douglas Johnson Shall I Say, “My Son, You’re Branded?”
- Shall I tell you of my old, old dreams Langston Hughes Pictures to the Wall
- Shall men pretend to pleasure John Newton We Were Once as You Are
- Sharers of a common country, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Home, Sweet Home
- Sharon, ambitious of immortal shame, Ambrose Bierce Three Kinds of a Rogue
- She Langston Hughes To a Little Lover-Lass, Dead
- She came from the East a fair, young bride, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Going East
- She dotes on what the wild birds say Edward Thomas She Dotes
- She had a name among the children; Edward Thomas A Cat
- She has not grown uncivil W. B. Yeats Her Race
- She hath liv’d the life of a rose, David Park Barnitz Song
- She is foremost of those that I would hear praised. W. B. Yeats Her Praise
- She is most fair, Edward Thomas The Unknown
- She is not dead, but sleepeth;— Mary Weston Fordham Mrs. Rebecca Weston
- She is not gone;—still in our sight John Henry Newman A Picture
- She is playing like a child W. B. Yeats The End of Day
- She jilted me. I madly cried: Ambrose Bierce Justice
- She knows Langston Hughes Lady in Cabaret
- She leaned her head upon her hand Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Vashti
- She lived in sinful happiness Langston Hughes Mona
- She lived in storm and strife, W. B. Yeats That the Night Come
- She loved me. Oh! how she loved me! Edgar Lee Masters Roscoe Purkapile
- She might, so noble from head W. B. Yeats A Thought from Propertius
- She rested by the Broken Brook, Robert Louis Stevenson She Rested by the Broken Brook
- She sat where the level sands Maria Lowell Africa
- She sits upon a rock along the stream Ameen Rihani The Road of Make-Believe
- She stands Langston Hughes Troubled Woman
- She stood at Jesus’ feet, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Mary at the Feet of Christ
- She stood at the ticket-seller’s Ambrose Bierce One of the Unfair Sex
- She that but little patience knew, W. B. Yeats On a Political Prisoner
- She took my strength by minutes, Edgar Lee Masters Fletcher McGee
- She went out singing, and the poppies still Ameen Rihani She Went Out Singing
- “She’s built of steel James Weldon Johnson The Word of an Engineer
- She’s dead; and all which die John Donne The Dissolution
- Shed no tear! O shed no tear! John Keats Faery Songs
- Shepherd, on before thy sheep, George MacDonald Written for One in Sore Pain
- Shet yo’ eyes, ma little pickaninny, go to sleep James Weldon Johnson You’s Sweet to Yo’ Mammy Jes de Same
- Ship after ship, and every one with a high-resounding name, Henry van Dyke Jr. The Surrender of the German Fleet
- Shot gold, maroon and violet, dazzling silver, emerald, fawn, Walt Whitman A Prairie Sunset
- Show me dear Christ, thy spouse, so bright and clear. John Donne XVIII
- Shut not your doors to me proud libraries, Walt Whitman Shut Not Your Doors
Alphabetical, keeping any leading “A” or “The”.