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We are upon the Scheldt. We know we move
- Dante Gabriel Rossetti
We cam na here to view your warks,
- Robert Burns
We came here to enjoy ourselves. Bravo
- John Davidson
We came to fair Lucerne at even
- Hezekiah Butterworth
We cannot boast of high green hills,
- Thomas McQueen
We climb that mount of death, the stony height
- Nicholas Michell
WE come, the children of thy Vinland,
- Bayard Taylor
We cross the deep but narrow wave that shines
- Nicholas Michell
We cross the Nile:— Worn rough by countless years
- Nicholas Michell
We cross the prairie as of old
- John Greenleaf Whittier
We crossed Champlain to Keeseville with our friends
- Ralph Waldo Emerson
We do not ask for the leaves and flowers
- Letitia Elizabeth Landon
We drift and darkling Coila
- Alan Gould
We dutifully patch the bathtub floor
- M.E. Bredimus
We enter Kedron's vale, — the stony height
- Nicholas Michell
We fell asleep holding hands that night
- Ron Singer
We first saw fire on the tragic slopes
- Alan Seeger
We gazed intent upon the murderous cave
- Henry Alford
We give the world to understand
- Jonathan Swift
We give thy natal day to hope
- John Greenleaf Whittier
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