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A Country God Edmund Blunden	O wail for blind brave youth whose wars Turn happiness to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Country Pathway James Whitcomb Riley	The pike, whose jaunty hulk denotes his speed-- Swings pivoting about, with wary look Of low and cunning...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Cow and A Goat Allama Muhammad Iqbal	Whose land was the very picture of...	Rate it (2.00 / 2 votes)
A coward's death Myles Kristopher Bowie	Through risen from the past A man whose words do pierce my soul This poet's message...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Critic Ambrose Bierce	whose vacant lot Each rhyming literary knacker...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A cup of coffee and a smile Charles Fields II	share among those whose self-respect and sense of values may match or perhaps exceed our own above...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Damascene Moon Nizar Qabbani	For I am the Damascene whose profession is passion Whose singing turns the herbs green A Damascene moon travels through...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Daughters Wish Maylinda Jane McRae	A soldier devoted to his country, my father whose memory I struggle to place within...	Rate it (2.00 / 2 votes)
A Day In The Castle Of Envy Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	Love once wrote upon the wall, Love grown cold, whose tasting is Like the last lees of a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Day Of Sunshine Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	Towards yonder Islands of the Blest, Whose steep sierra far uplifts Its craggy summits white with...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Day Of Sunshine. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The Second) Henry Wadsworth Longfellow	Towards yonder Islands of the Blest, Whose steep sierra far uplifts Its craggy summits white with...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Dead Astronomer Francis Thompson	She, about whose moon-ed brows Seven stars make seven glows, Seven lights for seven woes; She, like thine...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Dead City Clark Ashton Smith	Within an ancient land, whose after-time Lies like a shadow o'er its ruined...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Dead Friend Algernon Charles Swinburne	How should life, O friend, forget Death, whose guest art...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Death-Day Recalled Thomas Hardy	Why did not Valency In his purl deplore One whose haunts were whence he Drew his limpid...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Dedication Lucian B. Watkins	To virtuous need; Whose mission is so truly good— So full of kindly brotherhood— Who live the life you surely...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Dedication To Gavin Hamilton, Esq. Robert Burns	Vain is his hope, whose stay and trust is In moral mercy, truth and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Defence Of English Spring Alfred Austin	Where Thames, once silver, now runs lead, Whose journeys daily ebb and flow 'Twixt Tyburn and the bells of Bow, You late in learnëd prose...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Description Of One Of The Pieces Of Tapistry At Long-Leat Anne Kingsmill Finch	Upon whose Brow do's evidently shine Deputed Pow'r, t' inflict the Wrath Divine; Whilst sad and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Descriptive Ode Charlotte Smith	Half finish'd, from the troubled waves; On whose rude brow the rifted tower Has frown'd, through many a stormy hour, On this drear site...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Desire To Praise Thomas Parnell	For as an absent parent's son Whose second year is only run, When no protecting friend is near, Void of wit and void of fear,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Desperate Will Kurt Philip Behm	Its barrel's been filled, with red molten fury Whose trigger awaits, —a desperate...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Destiny Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton	The secret sense, they feel, however dim, Whose chance position gives a sort of right (As from the height of a prescriptive throne,) To...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Dialogue Between Mad Mullinix And Timothy Jonathan Swift	And in a plot for the Pretender; Whose fleet, 'tis all our friends' opinion, Was then embarking at...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Dialogue between Old England and New Anne Bradstreet	33 Or is 't a Norman whose victorious hand 34 With English blood bedews thy conquered...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)