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- As the serpent raised by Moses John Newton Look Unto Me, and Be Ye Saved
- As the single pang of the blow, when the metal is mingled well, Robert Louis Stevenson Tropic Rain
- As the sun’s enliv’ning eye John Newton At Parting
- As the sweet sweat of roses in a still, John Donne The Comparison
- As the team’s head-brass flashed out on the turn Edward Thomas As the Team’s Head-Brass
- As the time draws nigh glooming a cloud, Walt Whitman As the Time Draws Nigh
- As they draw to a close, Walt Whitman As They Draw to a Close
- As through the blue expanse he skims Ambrose Bierce At the Eleventh Hour
- As time rolled on the whole world came to be Ambrose Bierce Industrial Discontent
- As to a child, I talked my heart asleep Fernando Pessoa X
- As to democracy, fellow citizens, Edgar Lee Masters John Hancock Otis
- As to her child a mother calls, George MacDonald In the Night
- As toilsome I wander’d Virginia’s woods, Walt Whitman As Toilsome I Wander’d Virginia’s Woods
- As vicious women think all men are knaves, Ambrose Bierce A Retort
- As virtuous men pass mildly away, John Donne A Valediction Forbidding Mourning
- As westward we of late did rove James McIntyre Transformation Scene
- As when the hunt by holt and field Robert Louis Stevenson After Reading “Antony and Cleopatra”
- As when the weary trav’ler gains John Newton Home in View
- As, when the hand some mimic form would paint, John Henry Newman The Married and the Single
- Ashes of soldiers South or North, Walt Whitman Ashes of Soldiers
- Asleep! O sleep a little while, white pearl John Keats “Asleep! O Sleep a Little While, White Pearl”
- Assembled in the parlor Ambrose Bierce Californian Summer Pictures
- At dawn in silence moves the mighty stream, Henry van Dyke Jr. Three Alpine Sonnets
- At evening when the lamp is lit, Robert Louis Stevenson The Land of Story-Books
- At eventide the Pilgrim came Ameen Rihani Renunciation
- At first I suspected something— Edgar Lee Masters Tom Merritt
- At first you will know not what they mean, Edgar Lee Masters Faith Matheny
- At Forres is a large round stone, James McIntyre Witch Stone
- At four o’clock in late October Edgar Lee Masters Zilpha Marsh
- At great reunion of the South, James McIntyre Good Shot
- At hawthorn-time in Wiltshire travelling Edward Thomas Lob
- At last she comes, O never more Robert Louis Stevenson At Last She Comes
- At last the four year storm of fratricide John G. Neihardt The Song of the Indian Wars
- At London Thames is a broad stream, James McIntyre Disaster to Steamer Victoria at London
- At midnight in the month of June, Edgar Allan Poe The Sleeper
- At morn—at noon—at twilight dim— Edgar Allan Poe Hymn
- At morning on the garden seat Robert Louis Stevenson At Morning on the Garden Seat
- At night on the radiant Rialto, Ameen Rihani Lilatu Laili
- At once from hence my lines and I depart, John Donne To Mr. Thomas Woodward
- At poet’s tears, Edward Thomas Song
- At sunset, when the rosy light was dying Henry van Dyke Jr. Wings of a Dove
- At that hour when all things have repose, James Joyce At That Hour When All Things Have Repose
- At the last, tenderly, Walt Whitman The Last Invocation
- At the Portals of the Future, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Lines
- At the round earth’s imagined corners blow John Donne VII
- Athwart the sky the great sun sails, Georgia Douglas Johnson Impelled
- Attend my lays, ye ever honour’d nine, Phillis Wheatley An Hymn to the Morning
- Attend, mine enemies of all degrees, Ambrose Bierce To My Liars
- Attention, Miles! You have observed, no doubt, Ambrose Bierce To One Out of Favor
- Attorney Knight, it happens so sometimes Ambrose Bierce George A. Knight
- Aunt Sue has a head full of stories. Langston Hughes Aunt Sue’s Stories
- “Authority, authority!” they shout Ambrose Bierce Authority
- Autumn clouds are flying, flying George MacDonald Autumn Song
- Autumn is over the long leaves that love us, W. B. Yeats The Falling of the Leaves
- Away from the city’s herds! George MacDonald Longing
- Away with funeral music—set Robert Louis Stevenson Away with Funeral Music
- Away, thou changeling motley humourist, John Donne Satire I
- Babe Jesus lay in Mary’s lap, George MacDonald A Christmas Carol
- Baby Priests Mina Loy The Black Virginity
- Back and forth, back and forth, to and from the church, Edgar Lee Masters Lydia Humphrey
- Back further than Ambrose Bierce To Either
- Back to thy breast, O Mother, turns thy child, Voltairine de Cleyre In Memoriam
- Bacon, philosopher profound, James McIntyre Poets and Philosophers
- Baffled he stands upon the track— Ambrose Bierce The Division Superintendent
- Bald heads forgetful of their sins, W. B. Yeats The Scholars
- Bands of dark and bands of light George MacDonald Travellers’ Song
- Banish’d the House of sacred rest, John Henry Newman Behind the Veil
- Bards of Passion and of Mirth, John Keats Ode
- Baron of butcher’s burly brave, James McIntyre Lines on the Pioneer Exporter of Canadian Bullocks to Britain
- Batter my heart, three-person’d God; for you John Donne XIV
- Be composed—be at ease with me—I am Walt Whitman, liberal and lusty as Nature, Walt Whitman To a Common Prostitute
- Be not cast down my heart, and be not sad, David Park Barnitz Sonnet
- Be not sad because all men James Joyce Be Not Sad Because All Men
- Be pleased, O Lord, to take a people’s thanks Ambrose Bierce Matter for Gratitude
- Be still, my heart! these anxious cares John Newton Why Art Thou Cast Down?
- Be wise as thou art cruel; do not press William Shakespeare CXL
- Be you still, be you still, trembling heart; W. B. Yeats To His Heart, Bidding It Have No Fear
- Beat the drums of tragedy for me. Langston Hughes Fantasy in Purple
- Beat! beat! drums!—blow! bugles! blow! Walt Whitman Beat! Beat! Drums!
- Beautiful mother is busy all day, George MacDonald Mother Nature
- Beauty (they called her) wasn’t a maid Ambrose Bierce In Memoriam
- Beauty and love let no one separate, Fernando Pessoa XIX
- Because from Folly’s lips you got Ambrose Bierce To Oscar Wilde
- Because I do not hope to turn again T. S. Eliot Ash-Wednesday
- Because I feel that, in the Heavens above, Edgar Allan Poe To My Mother
- Because my hope is dead, my heart a stone, David Park Barnitz Hegel
- Because my mouth Langston Hughes Minstrel Man
- Because that I am weak, my love, and ill Ambrose Bierce One Morning
- Because thou hast believ’d, the wheels of life Matthew Arnold To the Duke of Wellington
- Because thou hast the power and own’st the grace Elizabeth Barrett Browning XXXIX
- Because to-day is some religious festival W. B. Yeats She Turns the Dolls’ Faces to the Wall
- Because you are to me a song Langston Hughes Passing Love
- Because you call yourself Knights Templars, and Ambrose Bierce A Welcome
- Because your voice was at my side James Joyce Because Your Voice Was at My Side
- Before Elisha’s gate John Newton Naaman
- Before I sigh my last gasp, let me breathe, John Donne The Will
- Before man came to blow it right Robert Frost The Aim Was Song
- Before Man parted for this earthly strand, Matthew Arnold Revolutions
- Before this little gift was come Robert Louis Stevenson Before This Little Gift Was Come
- Beginning my studies the first step pleas’d me so much, Walt Whitman Beginning My Studies
Alphabetical, keeping any leading “A” or “The”.