Title | Poet | Year Written | Collection | Body |
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A Fanny malade | André Chénier | 1778 | French |
Quelquefois un souffle rapide |
A Far Cry to Heaven | Edith Matilda Thomas | English |
What! dost thou pray that the outgone tide be rolled back on the strand, |
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A Far-Off Rose | Josephine Preston Peabody | English |
O Far-off rose of long ago, Why say they: Roses shall return |
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A Farewell | Coventry Patmore | 1843 | Love |
With all my will, but much against my heart, |
A Farewell | Mary Ainge De Vere | English |
I put thy hand aside, and turn away: |
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A Farewell | Harriet Monroe | English |
Good-by: nay, do not grieve that it is over— Grieve not,—it is the law. Love will be flying— |
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A Farewell | Charles Kingsley | 1839 | English |
My fairest child, I have no song to give you; Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever; |
A Farewell | Alfred, Lord Tennyson | English |
Flow down, cold rivulet, to the sea Flow, softly flow, by lawn and lea, |
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A Farewell to America | Richard Henry Wilde | English |
Farewell, my more than fatherland! |
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A farewell to Ole Bull | English |
There was a fountain in my heart |
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A Farewell to Tobacco | Charles Lamb | 1795 | English |
MAY the Babylonish curse |
A Fedele Lampertico | Italian | |||
A Felipe IV | Pedro Calderón de la Barca | 1620 | Spanish |
¡Oh tú, temprano sol que en el oriente
salve! Y en tanto que a tu grato oído con presagios de ilustres... |
A Felipe Ruiz | Fray Luis de León | 1547 | Spanish |
¿Cuándo será que pueda
Allí a mi vida junto |
A Felisa | Ramón de Campoamor | 1837 | Spanish |
El día de su casamiento con: D Salustiano de Olózaga
Aunque a la aurora temores, Muestran tantas maravillas |
À Fernand Langlois | Paul Verlaine | 1864 | French |
Vous vous êtes penché sur ma mélancolie, Et vous avez ouvert doucement ma serrure, |
A Fernando Velarde | Juan León Mera | 1852 | Spanish |
A su paso por Ambato. I ¿Qué misteriosa magia, dulcísimo poeta, ¿Por qué del alma tuya la mía... |
A Fiction | Anonymous | English |
Attributed to “A. W.” IT chanced of late a shepherd’s swain, Her golden hair o’erspread her face,... |
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A Fille - L'avverte acciò non giudichi secondo le apparenze | Italian |
Odi le rapide |
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A Flight Shot | Maurice Thompson | English |
We were twin brothers, tall and hale, We stood within the twilight shade He said: “Let ’s settle, if we can, “We ’ll try a flight shot... |