Poems by First Line

• This circled cosmos whereof man is god - G K Chesterton
• This city is celebrated - Anonymous
• This countryside says sorry for itself - Will Hatchett
• This darksome burn, horseback brown, - Gerard Manley Hopkins
• This day is call'd the feast of Crispian - William Shakespeare
• This day winding down now - Dylan Thomas
• This day, ye mountains! is a holiday - Ebenezer Elliot
• This gorgeous sacred dome, — no pile profane, — - Luis de Gongora
• This height a ministering angel might select - William Wordsworth
• this here mountain - Kobayashi Issa
• This is a place of words: - Ian Scott Massie
• This is a ritual of each new year - M.E. Bredimus
• This is a wild land, country of my choice, With harsh craggy mountain, moor ample and bare. - Robert Graves
• This is beginning, this splintering - Catharina Boer
• This is our place of meeting; opposite - Oliver Wendell Holmes
• This is that black rock bastion, based in surge - Charles G.D. Roberts
• This is that hill of awe - Bret Harte
• This is the Arsenal. From floor to ceiling, - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
• This is the ballad of Langemarck - William Wilfred Campbell
• This is the Beach whereon the white foam flies - Christine Siebeneck Swayne

Poems about Places