Title | Poet | Year Written | Collection | Body |
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The Evening Wind | William Cullen Bryant | 1814 | English |
Spirit that breathest through my lattice, thou |
The Evening Wind | William Cullen Bryant | 1814 | English |
Spirit that breathest through my lattice: thou |
The event was directly behind Him | English |
The event was directly behind Him |
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The Exchange | Samuel Taylor Coleridge | 1792 | English |
We pledged our hearts, my love and I,— Her father’s love she bade me gain; |
The Execution of Montrose | William Edmondstoune Aytoun | 1833 | English |
[James Graham, Marquis of Montrose, was executed in Edinburgh, May 21, 1650, for an attempt to overthrow the Commonwealth and restore Charles II.] COME hither, Evan Cameron! |
The Exile at Rest | John Pierpont | English |
His falchion flashed along the Nile; Here sleeps he now, alone;—not one |
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The Exile’s Song | Robert Gilfillan | 1818 | English |
Oh! why left I my hame? The palm-tree waveth... |
The Expiration | English |
SO, so, break off this last lamenting kiss, |
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The face I carry with me — last — |
The face I carry with me — last — |
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The Face in evanescence lain | English |
The Face in evanescence lain |
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The Face we choose to miss — | English |
The Face we choose to miss — |
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The Fact that Earth is Heaven — | English |
The Fact that Earth is Heaven — |
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The fairest Home I ever knew |
The fairest Home I ever knew |
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The Fairies | William Allingham | 1844 | English |
Up the airy mountain, Down along the rocky shore |
The Fairies | English | |||
The Fairies of the Caldon Low | Mary Howitt | English |
A Midsummer Legend “And what did you see, my Mary, |
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The Fairies’ Lullaby | William Shakespeare | 1584 | English |
From “a Midsummer Night’s Dream,” Act II. Sc. 2. TITANIA.—Come, now a roundel, and a fairy song; |
The Fairy Child | John Anster | 1813 | English |
The Summer sun was sinking The robin was singing sweetly, |
The Faithful Angel | John Milton | 1628 | English |
From “Paradise Lost,” Book V. |
The Faithful Lovers | Anonymous | English |
I ’d been away from her three years,—about that, ’T was by the chimney-corner we were sitting: |