Poems by First Line

• I knelt down as I poured my spirit forth by that gray gate - John Edmund Reade
• I knew her—though she used to make - Letitia Elizabeth Landon
• I knew when first I looked into her eyes, - Wetmore Carryl
• I knos a Jew fish crier down on Maxwell Street - Carl Sandburg
• I know a lake where the cool waves break, - Anonymous
• I know a lake where the cool waves break, - Anonymous
• I know a land, I, too - Alfred Noyes
• I know all about the Sphinx - James Whitcomb Riley
• I know Cythera long is desolate - Andrew Lang
• I know not when this hope enthralled me first, - James Russell Lowell
• I KNOW not whence it rises, - Heinrich Heine
• I know not why, but something in my heart - Henry Van Dyke
• I know that I shall meet my fate - William Butler Yeats
• I lay beneath the pine trees - Amy Levy
• I lay on that rock where the storms have their dwelling - Felicia Hemans
• I lay this crude wreath on his dust - Joaquin Miller
• I LAY upon the solemn plain And by the funeral mound, - Felicia Hemans
• I leave thee, beauteous Italy! no more - Walter Savage Landor
• I leave you, ye cold mountain chains - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
• I leave you, ye cold mountain-chains, - Jean-Jacques Lefranc

Poems about Places