Poems by First Line

• The statue leans forward - Greg Freeman
• The stone goes straight - Carl Sandburg
• The stone had skidded arc'd and bloomed into islands: - Kamau Brathwaite
• The stones are great - Laymond
• The storm front strode - Murray Alfredson
• The storm-wind moans through branches bare - Thomas Stephens Collier
• The stranger came from Narromine and made his little joke - Andrew 'Banjo' Paterson
• The stream that late turned busy towns to isles - Nicholas Michell
• The Street of Tombs! — Oh! pace with reverent tread - Nicholas Michell
• The strong sob of the chafing stream - Henry Clarence Kendall
• The struggling rill insensibly is grown - William Wordsworth
• The subways, as usual, take emotions north and south. - Eli Siegel
• The sulky old gray brute - Thomas Edward Brown
• THE SULTAN Murad o’er Kossovo comes - the Servian
• The sultry summer-noon is past - Thomas Pringle
• The summer blooms, let us a while exchange - Margaret Chalmers
• The Summer sun is falling soft on Carbery's hundred isles - Thomas Osborne Davis
• The sun and moon unchanging do obey - Judah Halevi
• THE SUN goes down. - Robert Southey
• The sun is blazing and the sky is blue. - Elizabeth Bishop

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