Poems by First Line
- Yet why to-day this mournful tone - Arthur Henry Hallam
- Yon is our quay! those smaller hoys from town, - George Crabbe
- Yon wild mossy mountains sae lofty and wide, - Robert Burns
- Yonder bright Durance pours its silver line - Nicholas Michell
- Yonder we see it from the steamer's deck - Thomas Bailey Aldrich
- YONDER, on the mountain-summit, - Heinrich Heine
- YORK Minster! what a monument is this - Robert Leighton
- You are herding a raft of tourists up the drainage - M.E. Bredimus
- you are like the rain - William F. DeVault
- You ask me, why, tho' ill at ease, - Alfred Lord Tennyson
- You by the Arno shape your marble dream - Thomas Bailey Aldrich
- You came to Warehorne to give them hope - Will Hatchett
- You come and see me, boys, he said - Andrew 'Banjo' Paterson
- YOU goodly sister floods, how happy is your state! - Michael Drayton
- You kin boast about yer cities, and their stiddy growth and size - James Whitcomb Riley
- You know that oasis, fresh and fair - Ella Wheeler Wilcox
- You know, we French stormed Ratisbon - Robert Browning
- You lie, bleak town, named by the common mouth - Murray Alfredson
- You may boast about the landscapes fair so far across the sea - George W. Doneghy
- You may think this town is yours - Roger W. Hancock
Poems about Places
Poems about Places