Poems by First Line

• a beautiful blue fog - David Kowalczyk
• A bird delicious to the taste - Phillis Wheatley
• A black and glassy float, opaque and still - William Ernest Henley
• A blush as of roses - John Greenleaf Whittier
• A California song - Walt Whitman
• A catholic stroll - Albert Hagenaars
• A century since the pedler still - Bessie Rayner Parkes
• A changing medley of insistent sounds - Ella Wheeler Wilcox
• A child’s landscape—brilliant - Sean Arthur Joyce
• A cliff uptowering, black as night, - Christine Siebeneck Swayne
• A dash of yellow sand - Emily Pauline Johnson
• A day of torpor in the sullen heat - James Whitcomb Riley
• A famous man is Robin Hood, - William Wordsworth
• A far, Quebec exalts her crest on high, - W. Kirby
• A floor duck mosaic steals - Catharina Boer
• A forefinger of stone, dreamed by a sculptor, points to the sky - Carl Sandburg
• A grace that was lent for a very few hours - Henry Clarence Kendall
• A grand town-square, close streets, or rather straits; - Conde de Villamediana
• A grassy field, the lambs, the nibbling sheep - Thomas Edward Brown
• A great tall column spearing at the sky - Amy Lowell

Poems about Places