Poems by First Line

• At five this morn, when Phoebus raised his head - John Wilmot, Earl of Rochester
• At Flores, in the Azores Sir Richard Grenville lay - Alfred Lord Tennyson
• At Fontainebleau, I saw a little bed - Ella Wheeler Wilcox
• AT hawthorn-time in Wiltshire travelling - Edward Thomas
• At La Chaudeau, 't is long since then, - Xavier Marmier
• At last he seemed to lose it altogether - John Townsend Trowbridge
• At last you're out the car - Kayla Kubisky
• AT length here stand we, wrapt as in the cloud - Henry Alford
• At length the freshening western blast - Sir Walter Scott
• At London’s gate it rose, in SE1 - Will Hatchett
• At Loschwitz above the city - Amy Levy
• At Malmsmead, by the river side - Thomas Edward Brown
• AT Nebra, by the Unstrut - Samuel Waddington
• At night I dreamt I was back in Ch‘ang-an; - Bay Juyi
• At nightfall, walking on the cliff-crowned shore - James Montgomery
• At nine last night, a front with attitude - Ron Singer
• At one end of Karlov Most, situated under the grand arch for five hundred years - Bonnie Manion
• At Perigord near to the wall - Ezra Pound
• At Runnymede, At Runnymede - Rudyard Kipling
• At Shiraz, in a sultan's garden, stood - Thomas Bailey Aldrich

Poems about Places