Poems by First Line

• The gums in the gully stand gloomy and stark - Henry Clarence Kendall
• The gusty east wind blows amain - Isaac McLellan
• The Hall of the Mermaids, once - Greg Freeman
• THE HARP that once through Tara’s halls - Thomas Moore
• The heat burns the city open. As well - Albert Hagenaars
• The heavenly bay, ringed round with cliffs and moors - Algernon Charles Swinburne
• The heavenly hills of Holland - Henry Van Dyke
• The heavy mahogany door with its wrought-iron screen - John Betjeman
• THE HERDSMEN of the Colombettes - Anonymous
• The here is lost, the ticking now dissolves - Alan Gould
• The heron-billed pale cattle-birds - William Butler Yeats
• The hills are calm, the blue streams flow - Hezekiah Butterworth
• The hills have on their royal robes - Henry Alford
• The hillside is brushed - Steve Williams
• the home village - Kobayashi Issa
• The honey locust atop the high rise downtown - Michael H. Brownstein
• THE HORSEMAN rides in the valley’s glow, - William Wordsworth
• The host is riding from Knocknarea - William Butler Yeats
• The hot midday sun beams brightly onto the Cape May streets - Maddie Grebb
• The hour is late, the glow is gone - Timothy Adès

Poems about Places