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I married a man of the Croydon class When I was twenty-two.
- Anna Wickham
I may not walk above your heavenly heights
- Alfred Williams
I meditate upon a swallow's flight,
- William Butler Yeats
I met a lady from the South who said
- Robert Frost
I met a traveler from Arkansas
- Robert Frost
I met a traveller from an antique land
- Percy Bysshe Shelley
I met my mates in the morning (and oh, but I am old!)
- Rudyard Kipling
I mount Chocorua's granite stair
- Hezekiah Butterworth
I mourn upon this battle-field
- Ralph Waldo Emerson
I never dreamed we'd meet that day
- Robert Graves
I never hear the sound of thy glad bells
- William Lisle Bowles
I never liked you since I was a child
- Aldo Kraas
I never on the border
- Marques de Santillana
I never thought again to hear
- Henry Van Dyke
I next to Bathurst's rural seat ascend
- Stephen Duck
I once walked those bare hills
- Sue Aldred
I open the gate
- David Cookson
I pass, but Thou, forever Thou remainest
- W.S. Senior
I past beside the reverend walls
- Alfred Lord Tennyson
I pitched my day's leazings in Crimmercrock Lane,
- Thomas Hardy
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