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Title	Poet	Year Written	Collection	Body
The waters chased him as he fled,			English	The waters chased him as he fled, Not daring look behind — A billow whispered in his Ear, "Come home with me, my friend — My parlor is of shriven glass, My pantry has a fish For every palate in the Year...
The way Hope builds his House			English	The way Hope builds his House It is not with a sill — Nor Rafter — has that Edifice But only Pinnacle — Abode in as supreme This superficies As if it were of Ledges smit Or mortised with...
The Way I read a Letter's — this —				The Way I read a Letter's — this — 'Tis first — I lock the Door — And push it with my fingers — next — For transport it be sure — And then I go the furthest off To counteract a knock — Then draw my...
The Way the Baby Slept	James Whitcomb Riley	1869	English	This is the way the baby slept: A mist of tresses backward thrown By quavering sighs where kisses crept With yearnings she had never known: The little hands were closely kept About a lily newly blown— And God was with her. And we wept.—...
The Way the Baby Woke	James Whitcomb Riley	1869	English	And this is the way the baby woke: As when in deepest drops of dew The shine and shadows sink and soak, The sweet eyes glimmered through and through; And eddyings and dimples broke About the lips, and no one knew Or could divine the words...
The Way to Arcady	Henry Cuyler Bunner		English	Oh, what ’s the way to Arcady, To Arcady, to Arcady; Oh, what ’s the way to Arcady, Where all the leaves are merry? Oh, what ’s the way to Arcady? The spring is rustling in the tree,— The tree the wind is blowing through,— It sets...
The Way to Heaven	Charles Goodrich Whiting		English	Heaven is open every day; In night also He that would wend his upward way May surely go. There is no wall to that demesne Where God resides; nor any screen To hide the glories of that scene,— If man will know. ...
The Way to know the Bobolink				The Way to know the Bobolink From every other Bird Precisely as the Joy of him — Obliged to be inferred. Of impudent Habiliment Attired to defy, Impertinence subordinate At times to...
The Way, the Truth, and the Life	Theodore Parker		English	O Thou great Friend to all the sons of men, Who once appeared in humblest guise below, Sin to rebuke, to break the captive’s chain, And call thy brethren forth from want and woe,— We look to thee! thy truth is still the Light Which guides the...
The Wayfarer	Stephen Crane	1891	English	The Wayfarer, Perceiving the pathway to truth, Was struck with astonishment. It was thickly grown with weeds. “Ha,” he said, “I see that none has passed here In a long time.” Later he saw that each weed Was a singular knife....
The Wayside	James Herbert Morse		English	There are some quiet ways— Ay, not a few— Where the affections grow, And noble days Distil a gentle praise That, as cool dew, Or aromatic gums Within a bower, In after-times becomes A calm, perennial dower....
The Wayside Virgin	Langdon Elwyn Mitchell		English	I am the Virgin; from this granite ledge A hundred weary winters have I watched The lonely road that wanders at my feet; And many days I ’ve sat here, in my lap A little heap of snow, and overheard The dry, dead voices of sere, rustling leaves; ...
The Wearing of the Green	Anonymous		English	O PADDY 1 dear, an’ did you hear the news that ’s goin’ round? The shamrock is forbid by law to grow on Irish ground; St. Patrick’s Day no more we ’ll keep; his colors can’t be seen: For there ’s a cruel law agin’ the wearin’ of the green. I met with Napper Tandy...
The Wedding-Day	Edmund Spenser	1572	English	From “Epithalamion” * * * * *NOW is my love all ready forth to come: Let all the virgins therefore well awayt: And ye fresh boyes, that tend upon her groome, Prepare yourselves; for he is coming strayt. Set all your things in...
The Welcome	Faríd-Uddín Attar		English	From the Persian by Edward Fitzgerald ONE night Shah Mahmúd, who had been of late Somewhat distempered with Affairs of State, Strolled through the Streets disguised, as wont to do— And coming to the Baths, there on the Flue Saw the poor Fellow who the...
The Welcome	Thomas Osborne Davis		English	Come in the evening, or come in the morning; Come when you ’re looked for or come without warning; Kisses and welcome you ’ll find here before you, And the oftener you come here the more I ’ll adore you! Light is my heart since the day we were plighted;...
The Well of St. Keyne	Robert Southey	1794	English	“In the parish of St. Neots, Cornwall, is a well arched over with the robes of four kinds of trees,—withy, oak, elm, and ash,—and dedicated to St. Keyne. The reported virtue of the water is this, that, whether husband or wife first drink thereof, they get the mastery thereby.” —FULLER...
The Well upon the Brook				The Well upon the Brook Were foolish to depend — Let Brooks — renew of Brooks — But Wells — of failless Ground!
The Whirlwind Road	Edwin Markham		English	The muses wrapped in mysteries of light Came in a rush of music on the night; And I was lifted wildly on quick wings, And borne away into the deep of things. The dead doors of my being broke apart; A wind of rapture blew across the heart; The...
The Whistle	Robert Story		English	“you have heard,” said a youth to his sweetheart, who stood, While he sat on a corn-sheaf, at daylight’s decline,— “You have heard of the Danish boy’s whistle of wood? I wish that that Danish boy’s whistle were mine.” “And what would you do with it?—tell me,”...