Poems by First Line
- Four horses, aided by the favouring breeze - Robert Southey
- Four hundred summers and fifty have shone on the meadows of Thames and died - Algernon Charles Swinburne
- Four hundred years ago a tangled waste - Paul Laurence Dunbar
- Four limpid lakes,--four Naiades - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
- Four thousand lamps of gold and silver light - Charles Harpur
- Four twenty five in the morning. - William F. DeVault
- Frae nirly, nippin', Eas'lan' breeze - Robert Louis Stevenson
- Framed by gorsed fields and evergreen - Frank L. Ludwig
- France, her mystery - Peter LeBuhn
- France, I hurry from thy shore - James Montgomery
- Franceline rose in the dawning gray, - Charlotte Holmes Crawford
- Fraulein, how light the boatmen row - Hezekiah Butterworth
- Free as the hawk, - Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
- Frenchman, hold hard, nor pass beyond that land - Timothy Adès
- Frenchman, hold hard, nor pass beyond that land - Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas
- FREQUENT is heard the voice of woe, - Gruffudd ab Yr Ynad Coch
- Frequently the woods are pink - Emily Dickinson
- Fresh flowers at my feet, - Catharina Boer
- Fresh from the Hall of Bounty sprung - Robert Bloomfield
- FROM a lofty Alpine summit look down upon this land, - Anastasius Grun
Poems about Places
Poems about Places