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- Come with us and play! William Carlos Williams From “The Birth of Venus,” Song
- Come, Langston Hughes Harlem Night Song
- Come, brother, come. Lets lift it; Jean Toomer Cotton Song
- Come, brothers all! Georgia Douglas Johnson Brotherhood
- Come, children, put away your toys; George MacDonald Bedtime
- Come, dear children, let us away; Matthew Arnold The Forsaken Merman
- Come, gather around me, children, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Jewish Grandfather’s Story
- Come, gentlemen—your gold. Ambrose Bierce Salvini in America
- Come, give me back my life again, you heavy-handed Death! Henry van Dyke Jr. Another Chance
- Come, here is adieu to the city Robert Louis Stevenson Come, Here Is Adieu to the City
- Come, Holy Ghost, who ever One John Henry Newman Terce
- Come, I will make the continent indissoluble, Walt Whitman For You O Democracy
- Come, let us join this festal lay— Mary Weston Fordham Rally Song
- Come, listen, while we sound the lyre, James McIntyre Lines on Removal
- Come, madam, come, all rest my powers defy; John Donne To His Mistress Going to Bed
- Come, my beloved, hear from me Robert Louis Stevenson Come, My Beloved, Hear from Me
- Come, my little children, here are songs for you; Robert Louis Stevenson Come, My Little Children, Here Are Songs for You
- Come, my soul, thy suit prepare— John Newton Ask What I Shall Give Thee
- Come, sisters, weep!—our Baron dear, Ambrose Bierce A “Scion of Nobility”
- Come, Stanford, let us sit at ease Ambrose Bierce A Political Violet
- Come! Come! I have waited long! Voltairine de Cleyre The Dirge of the Sea
- Cometh a day and a night, David Park Barnitz Song
- Compassion in the world again is bred; John Donne Ralphius
- Comrades, what matter the watch-night tells Voltairine de Cleyre Ave et Vale
- Confirm the hope thy word allows, John Newton 89
- Confusion, desuetude and gloom, Georgia Douglas Johnson Falling Gods
- Congressman Rixey, you’re a statesman—you Ambrose Bierce An Absurdum
- Consider me a memory—a dream Georgia Douglas Johnson Recessional
- Constrain’d by their Lord to embark, John Newton The Disciples at Sea.
- Content Primroses, George MacDonald Wild Flowers
- Could every time-worn heart but see Thee once again, Henry van Dyke Jr. To the Child Jesus
- Could I hit on a theme John Henry Newman Seeds in the Air
- Could the creatures help or ease us John Newton The Ruler’s Daughter Raised
- Could we dig up this long-buried treasure, Oscar Wilde Roses and Rue
- Count not the cost of honour to the dead! Henry van Dyke Jr. National Monuments
- Courage yet, my brother or my sister! Walt Whitman To a Foil’d European Revolutionaire
- Courage, my soul! behold the prize John Newton There the Weary Are at Rest
- Courageous fool!—the peril’s strength unknown. Ambrose Bierce Two Types
- Cows suffered in the days of old James McIntyre Windmills and Stone Stables
- Craft of King Hiram and St. John, James McIntyre Masonic Lines Read at a Banquet
- Creator of the starry pole, John Henry Newman Advent—Vespers
- Creep into thy narrow bed, Matthew Arnold The Last Word
- Cried Age to Youth: “Abate your speed!— Ambrose Bierce A Warning
- Cried Allen Forman: “Doctor, pray Ambrose Bierce Diagnosis
- Crooked, black tree William Carlos Williams Trees
- Crouch’d on the pavement, close by Belgrave Square Matthew Arnold West London
- Cruel in vengeance, reckless in wrath, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper Death of Zombi
- Cuba, our pupil, let thy glory shine— Ambrose Bierce “Graft”
- Cuddle down, ma honey, in yo’ bed, James Weldon Johnson De Little Pickaninny’s Gone to Sleep
- Cumhal called out, bending his head, W. B. Yeats The Blessed
- Cupid laid by his brand, and fell asleep: William Shakespeare CLIII
- Curie Mina Loy Gertrude Stein
- Cynic perforce from studying mankind Ambrose Bierce XVIII
- Dagonet, the fool, whom Gawain in his mood Alfred, Lord Tennyson The Last Tournament
- Dairymen’s association James McIntyre Address to the Dairymen’s Association
- Daisies are broken William Carlos Williams Love Song
- Dan Burns, you’d be a Senator, I hear, Ambrose Bierce In Dissuasion
- Dance there upon the shore; W. B. Yeats To a Child Dancing in the Wind
- Darest thou now O soul, Walt Whitman Darest Thou Now O Soul
- Dark brown is the river, Robert Louis Stevenson Where Go the Boats?
- Dark is the forest and deep, and overhead Edward Thomas The Dark Forest
- Darkness overspreads us here, John Newton Salvation Drawing Nearer
- Daughter of God! Audacity divine— Ambrose Bierce L’audace
- Daughter of Psyche, pledge of that wild night Henry van Dyke Jr. Music
- Dawn heralded the coming sun— Ambrose Bierce A Military Incident
- Dawns dread and red the fateful morn— Ambrose Bierce Resurgam
- Day by day the threads of white Georgia Douglas Johnson To Time
- Day of judgment, day of wonders! John Newton The Day of Judgment
- Day of Satan’s painful duty! Ambrose Bierce The Day of Wrath
- Day’s herald bird John Henry Newman Lauds—Tuesday
- Daylight fades away. George MacDonald Antiphon
- Days of old, George MacDonald Spring Song
- De river is a-glistenin’ in de moonlight, James Weldon Johnson Nobody’s Lookin’ but de Owl and de Moon
- De Young (in Chicago the story is told) Ambrose Bierce In His Hand
- Dead am I, and ye triumph o’er me dead, David Park Barnitz Scorn
- Dead days of rapture and despair Georgia Douglas Johnson Dead Days
- Dead, why defend thee, who in life George MacDonald To the Same
- Dear Aldrich, now November’s mellow days Henry van Dyke Jr. Thomas Bailey Aldrich
- Dear Andrew, with the brindled hair, Robert Louis Stevenson To Andrew Lang
- Dear Bruner, once we had a little talk Ambrose Bierce Indicted
- Dear cherished hours, how much ye tell Sarah Louisa Forten Purvis Hours of Childhood
- Dear Craoibhin Aoibhin, look into our case. W. B. Yeats At the Abbey Theatre
- Dear father, I hear a whisper, Frances Ellen Watkins Harper The Dying Child to Her Blind Father
- Dear fellow-artist, why so free W. B. Yeats To a Young Beauty
- Dear Frank, this morn has usher’d in John Henry Newman To F. W. N.
- Dear Heart, I think the young impassioned priest Oscar Wilde Quia Multum Amavi
- Dear heart, why will you use me so? James Joyce Dear Heart, Why Will You Use Me So?
- Dear Jane! dear winsome Jane! Edgar Lee Masters Paul McNeely
- Dear Lord! accept a sinful heart, William Cowper Self-Acquaintance
- Dear love, for nothing less than thee John Donne The Dream
- Dear lovely Death Langston Hughes Dear Lovely Death
- Dear man! although a stranger and a foe Ambrose Bierce Four of a Kind
- Dear Parents:—Don’t imagine, please, Ring Lardner Foreword
- Dear Reynolds! As last night I lay in bed, John Keats Epistle to John Hamilton Reynolds
- Dear sir, good-morrow! Five years back, Robert Louis Stevenson Ad Se Ipsum
- Dear to my heart are the ancestral dwellings of America, Henry van Dyke Jr. The Ancestral Dwellings
- Dear Uncle Jim, this garden ground, Robert Louis Stevenson Historical Associations
- Dear, if I never saw your face again; Ambrose Bierce To Nanine
- DeArcy McGee, James McIntyre Lines on T. D. McGee
- Death I recant, and say, “Unsaid by me, John Donne Elegy on Mistress Boulstred
Alphabetical, keeping any leading “A” or “The”.