Poems by First Line

• They glare,—those stony eyes - Henry Howard Brownell
• They have watered the street - Amy Lowell
• They lead us from their comfortable jets - Alan Gould
• They lie, with upraised hands, and feet - Dinah Craik
• They make the hours themselves repay, - Richard Monckton Milnes
• THEY met inside the gateway that gives the view, - Edward Thomas
• THEY rose to where their sovran eagle sails, - Alfred Lord Tennyson
• They say that wildgeese, flying southward - Song Zhiwen
• They say the Lion and the Lizard keep - Omar Khayyam
• They sell good Beer at Haslemere - Hilaire Belloc
• They should not have buried thee here - Alexander McLachlan
• They skirt the nearest shores to Circe's land, - Virgil
• THEY suffered here whom Jeffreys doomed to death - Robert Southey
• They throw in Drummer Hodge, to rest - Thomas Hardy
• They wanted the tour they said - J.R. Solonche
• They will walk there, the sons of our great grandsons and - Ivor Gurney
• THICK snow-wreaths weighed upon the firs, - George Walter Thornbury
• Thinking of Holland - Hendrik Marsman
• Thirty-two Greeks are dipping their feet in a creek - Carl Sandburg
• Thirty-two years since, up against the sun - Thomas Hardy

Poems about Places