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It's forty in the shade to-day, the spouting eaves declare
- Rudyard Kipling
It's going to come out all right—do you know
- Carl Sandburg
It's hard when fowks can't find their wark
- Frederic William Moorman
It's up in old Kentucky
- Anonymous
It’s curious, from six feet up the dune resembles sea
- Bruce McIntyre
It's good to see the School we knew
- Henry Newbolt
Italia too! Italia! looking on thee
- George Gordon, Lord Byron
Italia! thou art fallen, though with sheen
- Oscar Wilde
Italia, mother of the souls of men
- Algernon Charles Swinburne
Italy! Italy! thou who'rt doomed to wear
- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Italy, thy beauties shroud
- James Montgomery
Itchin! when I behold thy banks again
- William Lisle Bowles
Ithin the woodlands, flow'ry gledaed
- William Barnes
Its not regarded with abhorrence
- David Barlow
Its quiet graves were made for peace till Gabriel blows his horn
- Alfred Noyes
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