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- The skies they were ashen and sober; Edgar Allan Poe Ulalume
- The sky has given over William Carlos Williams Spring Storm
- The sky is laced with fitful red, Oscar Wilde Impression
- The sky, lazily disdaining to pursue Jean Toomer Georgia Dusk
- The skylarks are far behind that sang over the down; Edward Thomas Good Night
- The snow has ceased its fluttering flight, James Weldon Johnson Ghosts of the Old Year
- The sobbing of the bells, the sudden death-news everywhere, Walt Whitman The Sobbing of the Bells
- “The Social World”! O what a world it is— Ambrose Bierce A Society Leader
- The soft voluptuous opiate shades, Walt Whitman Twilight
- The soothing sanity and blitheness of completion, Walt Whitman An Ended Day
- The soul’s Rialto hath its merchandise; Elizabeth Barrett Browning XIX
- The sound of the closing outside door was all. Robert Frost The Valley’s Singing Day
- The sounds Langston Hughes Summer Night
- The South of Scotland did produce James McIntyre Lines on South of Scotland
- The Spirit breathes upon the word, William Cowper The Light and Glory of the Word
- The spring is not so beautiful there— Langston Hughes Water-Front Streets
- The stars come out; the fragrant shadows fall C. S. Lewis Sonnet
- The Statememt doth me surprise, Sir, James McIntyre Lines on a Big Ox
- The stormy evening closes now in vain, Robert Louis Stevenson The Stormy Evening Closes Now in Vain
- The stranger lighted from his steed, John Keats Song
- The strength that bore her on for years Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Dying Queen
- The striking similarity Robert Williams Wood The P‑cock; The Q‑cumber
- The subtle spider often weaves John Newton The Bee Saved from the Spider
- The sudden death of Eugene Carman Edgar Lee Masters Clarence Fawcett
- The sullen church-bell’s intermittent moan, Ambrose Bierce The Passing of Shepherd
- The Sultan is a Muscleman; Ambrose Bierce Silhouettes of Orientals
- The summer nests uncovered by autumn wind. Edward Thomas Birds’ Nests
- The summer sun shone round me, Robert Louis Stevenson The Summer Sun Shone Round Me
- The sun blazed while the thunder yet Edward Thomas The Mill-Pond
- The sun had set, the city gates were passed, Maria Lowell Rome
- The sun is gone down George MacDonald Up and Down
- The sun is not a-bed when I Robert Louis Stevenson The Sun’s Travels
- The sun is sinking in the west, George MacDonald To G. M. T.
- The sun set, the wind fell, the sea Edward Thomas An Old Song
- The sun used to shine while we two walked Edward Thomas The Sun Used to Shine
- The sun, Langston Hughes Sunset—Coney Island
- The sun, with his great eye, John Keats Daisy’s Song
- The sunbeams in the east are spread; John Donne Epithalamion Made at Lincoln’s Inn
- The superficial naturalists have often been misled, Robert Williams Wood The Bunny; The Tunny
- The Swan of Avon died—the Swan Ambrose Bierce Adair Welcker, Poet
- The sweet milkmaid of early days James McIntyre Dairy Ode
- The sweetest thing, I thought Edward Thomas April
- The Thames and tributary rills, James McIntyre Lines on Ingersoll
- The Thames nocturne of blue and gold Oscar Wilde Impression du Matin
- The thoughts that rain their steady glow Matthew Arnold Despondency
- The thousand streets of London gray George MacDonald The Sheep and the Goat
- The threewomen who all walked Mina Loy Giovanni Franchi
- The Thurso baker Robert Dick James McIntyre Dick and Edward
- The tide flows in to the harbour— Henry van Dyke Jr. Turn o’ the Tide
- The tide is out, the wind blows off the shore; Voltairine de Cleyre The Hurricane
- The tidings now all hearts do please, James McIntyre Lorne and Louise
- The time has been, it seem’d a precept plain John Henry Newman The Religion of Cain
- The time will come when I no more can play Henry van Dyke Jr. The Old Flute
- The Tomb said to the Rose: Ameen Rihani The Tomb and the Rose
- The touch of flame—the illuminating fire—the loftiest look at last, Walt Whitman Old Age’s Lambent Peaks
- The Town, the churchyard, and the setting sun, John Keats On Visiting the Tomb of Burns
- The toy Mina Loy Brâncuși’s Golden Bird
- The treacherous sands had caught our boat, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper A Story of the Rebellion
- The tree the tempest with a crash of wood Robert Frost On a Tree Fallen Across the Road
- The trees are in their autumn beauty, W. B. Yeats The Wild Swans at Coole
- The tropics vanish, and meseems that I, Robert Louis Stevenson The Tropics Vanish, and Meseems That I
- The true faith discovered was W. B. Yeats Wisdom
- The trumpet sounded and the dead Ambrose Bierce One and One Are Two
- The twilight turns from amethyst James Joyce The Twilight Turns from Amethyst
- The two men in the road were taken aback. Edward Thomas Lovers
- The two old, simple problems ever intertwined, Walt Whitman Life and Death
- The unfathomable sea, and time, and tears, Robert Louis Stevenson To N. V. de G. S.
- The United States is wondrous land, James McIntyre United States
- The untold want by life and land ne’er granted, Walt Whitman The Untold Want
- The verdure sleeps in winter, Georgia Douglas Johnson Why
- The very acme of my woe, Georgia Douglas Johnson Little Son
- The very fall my sister Nancy Knapp Edgar Lee Masters Barry Holden
- The violets their soft, dark lashes part, Ameen Rihani Jealousy
- The waies, through which my weary steps I guyde Edmund Spenser The Legend of Calidore, or of Courtesy
- The water spouts up from the ground James McIntyre Caledonia Springs, New York
- The water stood like walls of brass, John Newton The Creatures in the Lord’s Hands
- The waves have a story to tell me, Robert W. Service The Three Voices
- The way a crow Robert Frost Dust of Snow
- The way was long, the hill was steep, Ambrose Bierce The Weather Wight
- The ways of the world are full of haste and turmoil; Henry van Dyke Jr. The Tribe of the Helpers
- The weary Old Year is dead at last; George MacDonald The Death of the Old Year
- The west was getting out of gold, Robert Frost Looking for a Sunset Bird in Winter
- The western wind is blowing fair Oscar Wilde Serenade
- the whipper snapper child of the sun Mina Loy Perlun
- The white men played all sorts of jokes on me. Edgar Lee Masters Shack Dye
- The whole day thro’, in contempt and pity, Robert Louis Stevenson The Whole Day Thro’, in Contempt and Pity
- The Widows of Ashur Ambrose Bierce The Opposing Sex
- The wild bee reels from bough to bough Oscar Wilde Her Voice
- The wind blew shrill and smart, Robert Louis Stevenson The Wind Blew Shrill and Smart
- The wind is without there and howls in the trees, Robert Louis Stevenson The Wind Is Without There and Howls in the Trees
- The wind may blaw the lee-gang way Robert Louis Stevenson To Mesdames Zassetsky and Garschine
- The winds of heaven trample down the pines Ambrose Bierce Science
- The winds of war-news change and veer: Henry van Dyke Jr. The Winds of War-News
- The winter evening settles down T. S. Eliot Preludes
- The wishes that the sluggard frames, John Newton The Sluggard
- The witch lady walked along the strand, George MacDonald The Dead Hand
- The withered rushes made a flame Robert Louis Stevenson The Well-Head
- The woes of flesh are naught Georgia Douglas Johnson The Initiate
- The wondrous shepherd James Hogg James McIntyre James Hogg
- The word of Christ our Lord, John Newton The Word Quick and Powerful
Alphabetical, keeping any leading “A” or “The”.