Poems by First Line

• Ye timbered pastures, bright with Autumn splendor, - Martha Lavinia Hoffman
• Ye towers sublime! deserted now and drear - Charlotte Turner Smith
• YE towers sublime, deserted now and drear, - Charlotte Turner Smith
• Ye who rather - Sliabh Cuilinn
• Ye who with warmth the public triumph feel - William Hayley
• Ye! — ye, there, in the world without, - Freidrich von Schiller
• Year at whose wide-flung door I sing - Walt Whitman
• Years ago when I was at Balliol - Hilaire Belloc
• Years, years of waiting, while in shapes terrific - Henry Morford
• Yebichei at Shiprock - Ron Singer
• Yellow birch leaves fall like flakes - Tessa Ransford
• Yes! from mine eyes the tears unbidden start - William Lisle Bowles
• Yes! I have seen the ancient oak - Felicia Hemans
• Yes! let His place be there - Alfred Austin
• Yes, I delight, when winds and waters roar - Aubrey Thomas de Vere
• Yes, yes, I idled many an hour, - John Frazer
• Yes, you are weary, and it is most right - Thomas Edward Brown
• Yes. I remember Adlestrop - Edward Thomas
• Yet for her caves and holes Peake only not excells - Michael Drayton
• Yet hallowed be the land where Joseph sleeps - Nicholas Michell

Poems about Places