Poems by First Line

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O, recall not not the past, though this valley be fill'd - Letitia Elizabeth Landon
O, SWEET it was, when, from that bleak abode - Bayard Taylor
O, THERE were sisters, sisters seven, - Thomas Osborne Davis
O, to be in England - Robert Browning
O, weep for Moucontour! 0, weep for the hour - Thomas Babington Macaulay
OAK that grew on battle mound, - Taliesin Williams
OAK, born on these heights, theatre of carnage, where blood has rolled in streams: - Anonymous
Observed from Cnoc na Péiste - John Anthony Fingleton
occupe mes pensées - Anthony James Leahy
October's flaming banners, of purple and of gold, - Isaac McLellan
Oeta, by flames at midnight glorified, - Andre Chenier
Of all my dreams by night and day - Clinton Scollard
Of all the blithesome melody - Edwin Waugh
Of all the fountains that poets sing - Bret Harte
Of all the lands on earth that be, - Aloys Wilhelm Schreiber
Of all the Marshland Isles, I Ely am the queen - Michael Drayton
Of all the seven which Rome doth boast - Bessie Rayner Parkes
Of blissful Groves I sing, and flow'ry Plains - Stephen Duck
Of course not all the watchers of the dawn - Ivor Gurney
Of course, there are also compensations - Ron Singer

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Poems about Places

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