Poems by First Line

• Slowly it came in its mountain wrath, - John Neal
• Slowly the mist o'er the meadow was creeping - Oliver Wendell Holmes
• Slowly thy flowing tide - Robert Southey
• Slowly, boatman, slowly go - Hezekiah Butterworth
• sluicing in - Kobayashi Issa
• Smells are surer than sounds or sights - Rudyard Kipling
• Smile, you inland hills and rivers - Bliss Carman
• Smoke of autumn is on it all - Carl Sandburg
• Smoke of the fields in spring is one - Carl Sandburg
• Smooth went our boat upon the summer seas - William Lisle Bowles
• SMOOTH went our boat upon the summer seas, - William Lisle Bowles
• Snatched ere thy prime! and in thy bridal hour! - Edward Young
• Snow fell. By his own conquest overpowered - Victor Hugo
• snowy day-- - Kobayashi Issa
• SO cruel prison how could betide, alas! - Henry Howard
• SO for the place of meeting they set forth; - Robert Southey
• So good to be home - Delilah Miller
• SO Gresholme far doth stand: - Michael Drayton
• so is haiku hell - Kobayashi Issa
• So long as Duddon, 'twixt his cloud-girt walls - Aubrey Thomas de Vere

Poems about Places