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A bird sang sweet and strong
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A bird sang sweet and strong (G.W. Curtis, YBAV)
A bomb has fallen over Notre Dame (P. MacKaye, MAP)
A book of Verses underneath the Bough (E. Fitzgerald, OBEV)
Above yon sombre swell of land (R.H. Horne, OBEV)
Absence, hear thou my protestation (Anonymous, Gold)
Absence, hear thou my protestation (J. Donne, OBEV)
Absence heare my protestation (J. Hoskins, Meta)
Absent from thee, I languish still (J. Wilmot, OBEV)
Accept thou Shrine of my dead Saint (H. King, Meta)
Accept, thou shrine of my dead saint (H. King, OBEV)
A Chieftain to the Highlands bound (T. Campbell, Gold)
A child 's a plaything for an hour (M. Lamb, OBEV)
Across the fields of yesterday (T.S. Jones, MAP)
Adieu, farewell earth's bliss(T. Nashe, OBEV)
Ae fond kiss, and then we sever (R. Burns, OBEV)
A fierce unrest seethes at the core (D. Marquis, MAP)
A flock of sheep that leisurely pass by (W. Wordsworth, Gold)
A flying word from here and there (E.A. Robinson, MAP)
A! Fredome is a noble thing(J. Barbour, OBEV)
After the whipping, he crawled into bed (S.V. Benét, MAP)
After those reverend papers, whose soule is (J. Donne, Meta)
A garden is a lovesome thing, God wot(T.E. Brown, OBEV)
Ah, be not false, sweet Splendor(R.W. Gilder, YBAV)
Ah, Chloris! could I now but sit (Sir C. Sedley, Gold)
Ah, Chloris! that I now could sit (Sir C. Sedley, OBEV)
Ah! County Guy, the hour is nigh (Sir W. Scott, Gold)
Ah, how sweet it is to love(J. Dryden, OBEV)
Ah, London! London! our delight (R. Le Gallienne, MBP)
Ah! sad are they who know not love (T.B. Aldrich, YBAV)
A hut, and a tree (M. Eastman, MAP)
Ah! were she pitiful as she is fair (R. Greene, OBEV)
Ah, what avails the sceptred race(W.S. Landor, OBEV)
Airly Beacon, Airly Beacon (C. Kingsley, OBEV)
Alas! our pleasant moments fly (E.C. Pinkney, YBAV)
A late lark twitters from the quiet skies (W.E. Henley, MBP)
A late lark twitters from the quiet skies (W.E. Henley, OBEV)
A letter from my love to-day(J. Davidson, MBP)
Alexis, here she stay'd; among these pines (W. Drummond, OBEV)
A life on the ocean wave (E. Sargent, YBAV)
A little flock of clouds go down to rest (F. Ledwidge, MBP)
A little peach in the orchard grew (E. Field, YBAV)
All are not taken; there are left behind (E.B. Browning, OBEV)
Allas! my worthi maister honorable (T. Hoccleve, OBEV)
All day long I have been working (A. Lowell, MAP)
All day to watch the blue wave curl and break (T.B. Aldrich, YBAV)
All holy influences dwell within (Sir A. De Vere, OBEV)
All in the April morning (K.T. Hinkson, MBP)
All in the April morning (K.T. Hinkson, OBEV)
All in the Downs the fleet was moor'd (J. Gay, Gold)
All is best, though we oft doubt (J. Milton, OBEV)
All Kings, and all their favorites (J. Donne, Meta)
All my past life is mine no more (J. Wilmot, OBEV)
All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair (S.T. Coleridge, OBEV)
All quiet along the Potomac, they say (E. Beers, YBAV)
All 's over, then: does truth sound bitter (R. Browning, OBEV)
All the afternoon there has been a chirping of birds (A. Lowell, MAP)
All the flowers of the spring (J. Webster, OBEV)
All the words that I utter (W.B. Yeats, OBEV)
All thoughts, all passions, all delights (S.T. Coleridge, Gold)
All thoughts, all passions, all delights (S.T. Coleridge, OBEV)
All under the leaves and the leaves of life (Anonymous, OBEV)
All within and all without me (T.B. Read, YBAV)
Along A River-Side, I Know Not Where (J.R. Lowell, YBAV)
Along the banks where Babel's current flows (J. Barlow, YBAV)
Aloof upon the day's immeasured dome (G. Sterling, MAP)
Amarantha sweet and fair (R. Lovelace, OBEV)
Amid this hot green glowing gloom (E. Sitwell, MBP)
A mile behind is Gloucester town (W.V. Moody, YBAV)
A mist was driving down the British Channel (H.W. Longfellow, YBAV)
An ancient chestnut's blossoms threw (W.S. Landor, OBEV)
An apple orchard smells like wine (L.W. Reese, MAP)
And are ye sure the news is true(W.J. Mickle, Gold)
And do they so? have they a Sense (H. Vaughan, Meta)
And here the precious dust is laid (T. Carew, Meta)
And how could you dream of meeting(J.R. Lowell, YBAV)
And is this Yarrow?—this the stream (W. Wordsworth, Gold)
And, like a dying lady lean and pale (P.B. Shelley, OBEV)
And then I pressed the shell (J. Stephens, MBP)
And thou art dead, as young and fair (G. Byron, Gold)
And will you cut a stone for him (W.W. Gibson, MBP)
And wilt thou leave me thus(Sir T. Wyatt, Gold)
And wilt thou leave me thus(Sir T. Wyatt, OBEV)
Angel, king of streaming morn (H. Rowe, OBEV)
Angel spirits of sleep (R. Bridges, OBEV)
An old silver church in a forest (M. Bodenheim, MAP)
Antiseptic Baby and the Prophylactic Pup (A. Guiterman, MAP)
A pitcher of mignonette (H.C. Bunner, MAP)
A plenteous place is Ireland for hospitable cheer (Sir S. Ferguson, OBEV)
A poet had a cat (G.W. Carryl, MAP)
Apparition of these faces in the crowd (E. Pound, MAP)
Apple-green west and an orange bar (E.M. Thomas, MAP)
April, April (W. Watson, MBP)
April, April (W. Watson, OBEV)
A Queen was beloved by a jester (W.B. Yeats, MBP)
Ariel to Miranda:—Take (P.B. Shelley, Gold)
A rose, as fair as ever saw the North (W. Browne, OBEV)
Art thou pale for weariness (P.B. Shelley, Gold)
Art thou poor, yet hast thou golden slumbers(T. Dekker, Gold)
Art thou poor, yet hast thou golden slumbers(T. Dekker, OBEV)
As a white candle (J. Campbell, MBP)
As doctors give physic by way of prevention (M. Prior, OBEV)
As I in hoary winter's night (R. Southwell, OBEV)
As it fell upon a day (R. Barnefield, Gold)
As it fell upon a day (R. Barnefield, OBEV)
As I was walking all alane (Anonymous, Gold)
As I was walking all alane (Anonymous, OBEV)
Ask me no more where Jove bestowes (T. Carew, Meta)
Ask me no more where Jove bestows (T. Carew, OBEV)
Ask me why I send you here (R. Herrick, OBEV)
Ask not the cause why sullen Spring (J. Dryden, OBEV)
A slumber did my spirit seal (W. Wordsworth, Gold)
A slumber did my spirit seal (W. Wordsworth, OBEV)
As one, at midnight, wakened by the call (W.W. Gibson, MBP)
As one that for a weary space has lain (A. Lang, OBEV)
As slow our ship her foamy track (T. Moore, Gold)
A star is gone! a star is gone(G. Darley, OBEV)
A sunny shaft did I behold (S.T. Coleridge, OBEV)
A sweet disorder in the dress (R. Herrick, Gold)
A sweet disorder in the dress (R. Herrick, OBEV)
As those we love decay, we die in part (J. Thomson, OBEV)
As time one day by me did pass (H. Vaughan, Meta)
As virtuous men passe mildly away (J. Donne, Meta)
As we rush, as we rush in the Train (J. Thomson, OBEV)
As ye came from the holy land (Anonymous, OBEV)
At anchor in Hampton Roads we lay (H.W. Longfellow, YBAV)
At dawn, he said, I bid them all farewell (E.J. Cutler, YBAV)
At her fair hands how have I grace entreated (Anonymous, OBEV)
A thousand martyrs I have made (A. Behn, OBEV)
A thousand silent years ago (W.W. Story, YBAV)
At midnight, in his guarded tent (F. Halleck, YBAV)
At the corner of Wood Street, when daylight appears (W. Wordsworth, Gold)
At the last, tenderly (W. Whitman, OBEV)
At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly (T. Moore, Gold)
At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly (T. Moore, OBEV)
At the round earths imagin'd corners, blow (J. Donne, Meta)
Avenge, O Lord! Thy slaughter'd saints, whose bones (J. Milton, Gold)
A very remarkable history this is (J.G. Saxe, YBAV)
A voice peals in this end of night (A. Meynell, MBP)
Awake, Æolian lyre, awake (T. Gray, Gold)
Awake, Æolian lyre, awake (T. Gray, OBEV)
Awake, awake, my Lyre(A. Cowley, Gold)
A ward, and still in bonds, one day (H. Vaughan, Meta)
Away! away(M. Akenside, OBEV)
Away, delights! go seek some other dwelling (J. Fletcher, OBEV)
Away! the moor is dark beneath the moon (P.B. Shelley, OBEV)
A weary lot is thine, fair maid (Sir W. Scott, Gold)
A weary lot is thine, fair maid (Sir W. Scott, OBEV)
A wet sheet and a flowing sea (A. Cunningham, Gold)
A widow bird sate mourning for her Love (P.B. Shelley, Gold)

Bacchus must now his power resign (H. Carey, OBEV)
Backward, turn backward, O Time, in your flight (E. Allen, YBAV)
Balkis was in her marble town (L. Abercrombie, MBP)
Balow, my babe, lie still and sleep(Anonymous, OBEV)
Bards of Passion and of Mirth (J. Keats, Gold)
Bards of Passion and of Mirth (J. Keats, OBEV)
Batter my heart, three person'd God; for, you (J. Donne, Meta)
Beating Heart! we come again (F. Locker-Lampson, OBEV)
Beautiful lie the dead (S. Phillips, MBP)
Beautiful must be the mountains whence ye come (R. Bridges, MBP)
Beautiful must be the mountains whence ye come (R. Bridges, OBEV)
Beautiful! Sir, you may say so. Thar is n't her match in the county (F.B. Harte, YBAV)
Beauty and the life (W. Drummond, OBEV)
Beauty clear and fair (J. Fletcher, OBEV)
Beauty sat bathing by a spring (Anonymous, Gold)
Beauty sat bathing by a spring (A. Munday, OBEV)
Before I joined the Army (P. Macgill, MBP)
Before the solemn bronze Saint Gaudens made (W.V. Moody, YBAV)
Before we shall again behold (Sir W. Davenant, Meta)
Behold her, single in the field (W. Wordsworth, Gold)
Behold her, single in the field (W. Wordsworth, OBEV)
Behold me waiting—waiting for the knife (W.E. Henley, MBP)
Being your slave, what should I do but tend (W. Shakespeare, Gold)
Being your slave, what should I do but tend (W. Shakespeare, OBEV)
Be in me as the eternal moods (E. Pound, MAP)
Be it right or wrong, these men among (Anonymous, OBEV)
Beneath the warrior's helm, behold (T.B. Aldrich, YBAV)
Beneath these fruit-tree boughs that shed (W. Wordsworth, Gold)
Beside a stricken field I stood (J.G. Whittier, YBAV)
Best and brightest, come away (P.B. Shelley, Gold)
Best and brightest, come away(P.B. Shelley, OBEV)
Beyond my window in the night (J. Drinkwater, MBP)
Bid me to live, and I will live (R. Herrick, Gold)
Bid me to live, and I will live (R. Herrick, OBEV)
Birds against the April wind (J.G. Whittier, YBAV)
Blackbird, blackbird in the cage (R. Torrence, MAP)
Black swallows swooping or gliding (J.G. Fletcher, MAP)
Blasted with sighs, and surrounded with teares (J. Donne, Meta)
Blessèd Damozel lean'd out (D.G. Rossetti, OBEV)
Blest pair of Sirens, pledges of Heaven's joy (J. Milton, Gold)
Blest pair of Sirens, pledges of Heav'ns joy (J. Milton, OBEV)
Blow, blow, thou winter wind (W. Shakespeare, Gold)
Blow, blow, thou winter wind (W. Shakespeare, OBEV)
Blown in the morning, thou shalt fade ere noon (Sir R. Fanshawe, OBEV)
Boat is chafing at our long delay (J. Davidson, OBEV)
Bonnie Kilmeny gaed up the glen (J. Hogg, OBEV)
Boy, I detest the Persian pomp (E. Field, YBAV)
Brave flowers, that I could gallant it like you (H. King, Meta)
Brave flowers—that I could gallant it like you (H. King, OBEV)
Breathes there the man with soul so dead (Sir W. Scott, OBEV)
Bright Star! would I were steadfast as thou art (J. Keats, Gold)
Bright Star, would I were steadfast as thou art (J. Keats, OBEV)
Bring Kateen-beug and Maurya Jude (J.M. Synge, MBP)
Bring me wine, but wine which never grew (R.W. Emerson, OBEV)
Bugler sent a call of high romance (R. Graves, MBP)
Burly, dozing humble-bee (R.W. Emerson, YBAV)
Busie old foole, unruly Sunne (J. Donne, Meta)
Busy, curious, thirsty fly(W. Oldys, OBEV)
By feathers green, across Casbeen (A.C. Benson, OBEV)
By our first strange and fatall interview (J. Donne, Meta)
By the lamplit stall I loitered, feasting my eyes (W.W. Gibson, MBP)
By the rude bridge that arched the flood (R.W. Emerson, YBAV)
Bytuene Mershe ant Averil (Anonymous, OBEV)
 



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