Poems by First Line

• Serum of steam rising from the cup - Naomi Shihab Nye
• Set as a challenge at the mountain's side, - Theophile Gautier
• Set in the fierce red desert for a sword - Charles G.D. Roberts
• Seven days all fog, all mist - Carl Sandburg
• Seven hundred years ago, - M. Sabiston
• Seven Maidens wait upon Milverton Hill - Anthony James Leahy
• Seven weeks of sea, and twice seven days of storm - Wilfred Scawen Blunt
• Severn has kilns set all along her banks - Ivor Gurney
• Shadow along the black skeleton - Catharina Boer
• Shadowed beneath those awful piles o' stone - Sarah Josepha Hale
• Shakespeare, thy legacy of peerless song - Mackenzie Bell
• Shall I get drunk or cut myself a piece of cake - Keith Douglas
• She came and stood in the Old South Church - John Greenleaf Whittier
• She came, whom Casa Guidi's chambers knew, - Bayard Taylor
• She died in the upstairs bedroom - John Betjeman
• She dwells by Great Kenhawa's side, - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
• She had three sons. Boncelles undid them all - Emile Verhaeren
• She heard the music - Clare Kirwan
• She leaned her head against a thorn - Anonymous
• SHE left the close-aired land of trees - Samuel Ferguson

Poems about Places