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- This sacred right none are denied, Sarah Louisa Forten Purvis Prayer
- This saying good-bye on the edge of the dark Robert Frost Good-Bye and Keep Cold
- This sentence have I left behind: Matthew Arnold A Nameless Epitaph
- This spirit-choking atmosphere Georgia Douglas Johnson Laocoön
- “This thing’s a bomb,” said Gompers, lighting Ambrose Bierce Boycott
- This twilight of two years, not past, nor next, John Donne To the Countess of Bedford, on New Year’s Day
- This weeping willow! Edgar Lee Masters Columbus Cheney
- This winter air is keen and cold, Oscar Wilde Le Jardin des Tuileries
- Thither as I look I see each result and glory retracing itself and nestling close, always obligated, Walt Whitman Savantism
- Thorold is famous for its mills, James McIntyre Lines on Thorold
- Those hours, that with gentle work did frame William Shakespeare V
- Those lines that I before have writ do lie, William Shakespeare CXV
- Those lips that Love’s own hand did make William Shakespeare CXLV
- Those parts of thee that the world’s eye doth view William Shakespeare LXIX
- Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits, William Shakespeare XLI
- Those prudent heads, that with their counsels wise Edmund Spenser Dedicatory Sonnets
- Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art, William Shakespeare CXXXI
- Thou art at last made perfect; from the estate David Park Barnitz Mummy
- Thou art my thought, my heart, my being’s fortune, George MacDonald To the Life Eternal
- Thou art not so black as my heart, John Donne A Jet Ring Sent
- Thou at whose almighty word John Newton A Prayer for Power on the Means of Grace
- Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes, William Shakespeare CXXXVII
- Thou champion high John Henry Newman St. Michael
- Thou comest! all is said without a word. Elizabeth Barrett Browning XXXI
- Thou hast made me, and shall Thy work decay? John Donne I
- Thou hast taken me into thy tent of the world, O God, Henry van Dyke Jr. The Camp-Fires of My Friend
- Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor, Elizabeth Barrett Browning IV
- Thou in the fields walk’st out thy supping hours John Donne The Liar
- Thou knowest all—I seek in vain Oscar Wilde The True Knowledge
- Thou leanest to the shell of night, James Joyce Thou Leanest to the Shell of Night
- Thou Mother with thy equal brood, Walt Whitman Thou Mother with Thy Equal Brood
- Thou orb aloft full-dazzling! thou hot October noon! Walt Whitman Thou Orb Aloft Full-Dazzling
- Thou reader throbbest life and pride and love the same as I, Walt Whitman Thou Reader
- Thou shalt not laugh in this leaf, Muse, nor they John Donne Satire V
- Thou shalt rejoice for woe: David Park Barnitz Sestettes
- Thou still unravish’d bride of quietness, John Keats Ode on a Grecian Urn
- Thou strainest through the mountain fern, Robert Louis Stevenson Thou Strainest Through the Mountain Fern
- Thou to wax fierce John Henry Newman Zeal and Purity
- “Thou wanderest in the land of dreams, George MacDonald The Man of Songs
- Thou warden of the western gate, above Manhattan Bay, Henry van Dyke Jr. “Liberty Enlightening the World”
- Thou wast all that to me, love, Edgar Allan Poe To One in Paradise
- Thou which art I—’tis nothing to be so— John Donne The Storm
- Thou who hast made thy dwelling fair Henry van Dyke Jr. God of the Open Air
- Thou who hast slept all night upon the storm, Walt Whitman To the Man-of-War-Bird
- Thou who mad’st the mighty clock George MacDonald A Prayer
- Thou wouldst be loved?—then let thy heart Edgar Allan Poe To Frances S. Osgood
- Thou, who dost dwell alone— Matthew Arnold Desire
- Thou, whose diviner soul hath caused thee now John Donne To Mr. Tilman After He Had Taken Orders
- Though cloudy skies and northern blasts John Newton Waiting for Spring
- Though cribbed and gyved, thou canst within thy walls Ameen Rihani To the Sonnet
- Though day by day old hopes depart, Robert Louis Stevenson Hopes
- Though deep indifference should drowse Robert Louis Stevenson Though Deep Indifference Should Drowse
- Though I be dead and buried, yet I have John Donne To the Countess of Bedford
- Though I should weep until the judgment, Georgia Douglas Johnson Soldier
- Though I thy Mithridates were, James Joyce Though I Thy Mithridates Were
- Though I’m God, thou art man, we are one, Ameen Rihani Allah wa Ana
- Though in my heart no Christmas glee, George MacDonald Christmas, 1884
- Though in the outward church below John Newton The Wheat and Tares
- Though Jericho pleasantly stood, John Newton Jericho; or, the Waters Healed
- Though leaves are many, the root is one; W. B. Yeats The Coming of Wisdom with Time
- “Though logic choppers rule the town, W. B. Yeats Tom O’Roughley
- Though no blossoms cluster Mary Weston Fordham Mrs. Mary Furman Weston Byrd
- Though nurtured like the sailing moon W. B. Yeats A Man Young and Old
- Though sore beset with guilt and fear, John Newton Cast Down, but Not Destroyed
- Though the morn may be serene— John Newton Summer Storms.
- Though the Muse be gone away, Matthew Arnold Persistency of Poetry
- Though thou did’st hear the tempest from afar, Phillis Wheatley To a Lady on Her Remarkable Preservation in an Hurricane in North-Carolina
- “Though to my feathers in the wet, W. B. Yeats The Three Beggars
- Though troubles assail, John Newton The Lord Will Provide
- Though war-signs fail in time of peace, they say, Ambrose Bierce Uncoloneled
- Though we know we are no singer, James McIntyre Dr. Springer
- Though you are in your shining days, W. B. Yeats The Lover Pleads with His Friend for Old Friends
- Though you had never possessed me Mina Loy One O’Clock at Night
- Thought was born blind, but Thought knows what is seeing. Fernando Pessoa XXI
- Three centuries have passed away James McIntyre English Poets
- Three golden months while summer on us stole C. S. Lewis Milton Read Again
- Three lovely notes he whistled, too soft to be heard Edward Thomas The Unknown Bird
- Three of us afloat in the meadow by the swing, Robert Louis Stevenson Pirate Story
- Three old hermits took the air W. B. Yeats The Three Hermits
- Three years ago my vessel lay James McIntyre Captain’s Adventure
- Thrice bless’d are they, who feel their loneliness; John Henry Newman Melchizedek
- Thrice-happy he whose heart, each new-born night, George MacDonald The Burnt-Offering
- Through airy roads he wings his instant flight Phillis Wheatley A Funeral Poem on the Death of C. E. An Infant of Twelve Months
- Through all the pleasant meadow-side Robert Louis Stevenson The Hayloft
- Through Alpine meadows soft-suffused Matthew Arnold Stanzas from the Grande Chartreuse
- “Through many a land your journey ran, Henry van Dyke Jr. The Gentle Traveller
- Through small the drops of falling rain John Newton The Flood
- Through still, bare streets, and cold moonshine George MacDonald The Homeless Ghost
- Through the ample open door of the peaceful country barn, Walt Whitman A Farm Picture
- Through the land of tribulation, Georgia Douglas Johnson Fame
- Through the moil and the gloom they have issued Georgia Douglas Johnson Promise
- Through the soft evening air enwinding all, Walt Whitman Italian Music in Dakota
- Through the starry hollow C. S. Lewis Hesperus
- Through the wood the sunny day George MacDonald The Sangreal
- Through thickest glooms look back, immortal shade, Phillis Wheatley On the Death of Dr. Samuel Marshall. 1771
- Through winter-time we call on spring, W. B. Yeats The Wheel
- Through you I entered heaven and hell, Georgia Douglas Johnson Afterglow
- Throughout the world they do extol James McIntyre Lines Read at a Dairymaids’ Social
- Thunder blossoms gorgeously above our heads, Jean Toomer Storm Ending
- Thunder of the Rain God: Langston Hughes A House in Taos
Alphabetical, keeping any leading “A” or “The”.