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Title	Poet	Year Written	Collection	Body
The Strong	John Vance Cheney		English	Dost deem him weak that owns his strength is tried? Nay, we may safely lean on him that grieves: The pine has immemorially sighed, The enduring poplar’s are the trembling leaves. To feel, and bow the head, is not to fear; To cheat with jest—that is...
The Strong Heroic Line	Oliver Wendell Holmes		English	Friends of the Muse, to you of right belong The first staid footsteps of my square-toed song; Full well I know the strong heroic line Has lost its fashion since I made it mine; But there are tricks old singers will not learn, And this grave measure still...
The Suburbs of a Secret			English	The Suburbs of a Secret A Strategist should keep, Better than on a Dream intrude To scrutinize the Sleep.
The Succession	Frances Laughton Mace		English	as one by one the singers of our land, Summoned away by Death’s unfailing dart, Unto the greater mystery depart, Sadly we watch them from the desolate strand, Oh! who shall fill their places in the band Of tuneful voices? Who with equal art...
The Summer that we did not prize,				The Summer that we did not prize, Her treasures were so easy Instructs us by departing now And recognition lazy — Bestirs itself — puts on its Coat, And scans with fatal promptness For Trains that...
The Sun and Fog contested				The Sun and Fog contested The Government of Day — The Sun took down his Yellow Whip And drove the Fog away —
The Sun and Moon must make their haste —			English	The Sun and Moon must make their haste — The Stars express around For in the Zones of Paradise The Lord alone is burned — His Eye, it is the East and West — The North and South when He Do concentrate...
The Sun in reigning to the West				The Sun in reigning to the West Makes not as much of sound As Cart of man in road below Adroitly turning round That Whiffletree of Amethyst
The Sun is gay or stark			English	The Sun is gay or stark According to our Deed. If Merry, He is merrier — If eager for the Dead Or an expended Day He helped to make too bright His mighty pleasure suits Us not It...
The Sun is one — and on the Tare			English	The Sun is one — and on the Tare He doth as punctual call As on the conscientious Flower And estimates them all —
The Sun kept setting — setting — still				The Sun kept setting — setting — still No Hue of Afternoon — Upon the Village I perceived From House to House 'twas Noon — The Dusk kept dropping — dropping — still No Dew upon the Grass — But only...
The Sun kept stooping — stooping — low!			English	The Sun kept stooping — stooping — low! The Hills to meet him rose! On his side, what Transaction! On their side, what Repose! Deeper and deeper grew the stain Upon the window pane — Thicker and...
The Sun retired to a cloud				The Sun retired to a cloud A Woman's shawl as big — And then he sulked in mercury Upon a scarlet log — The drops on Nature's forehead stood Home flew the loaded bees — The South unrolled a purple fan...
The Sun Rising	John Donne	1624	Love	Busy old fool, unruly Sun, Why dost thou thus, Through windows, and through curtains, call on us? Must to thy motions lovers' seasons run? Saucy pedantic wretch, go chide Late school-boys and sour prentices, Go tell court-huntsmen that the king will ride,...
The Sun Rising			English	⁠BUSY old fool, unruly Sun, ⁠Why dost thou thus, Through windows, and through curtains, call on us? Must to thy motions lovers'...
The Sun went down — no Man looked on —				The Sun went down — no Man looked on — The Earth and I, alone, Were present at the Majesty — He triumphed, and went on — The Sun went up — no Man looked on — The Earth and I and One A nameless Bird...
The Sun — just touched the Morning —			English	The Sun — just touched the Morning — The Morning — Happy thing — Supposed that He had come to dwell — And Life would all be Spring! She felt herself supremer — A Raised — Ethereal Thing! Henceforth...
The Sun-Dial	Austin Dobson		English	’t Is an old dial, dark with many a stain; In summer crowned with drifting orchard bloom, Tricked in the autumn with the yellow rain, And white in winter like a marble tomb. And round about its gray, time-eaten brow Lean letters speak,—a worn and...
The Sunflower to the Sun	Mary Elizabeth (Hewitt) Stebbins		English	Hymettus’ bees are out on filmy wing, Dim Phosphor slowly fades adown the west, And Earth awakes. Shine on me, O my king! For I with dew am laden and oppressed. Long through the misty hours of morning gray The flowers have watched to hail thee from...
The Sunken City	Wilhelm Müller	1814	English	From the German by James Clarence Mangan HARK! the faint bells of the sunken city Peal once more their wonted evening chime! From the deep abysses floats a ditty, Wild and wondrous, of the olden time. Temples, towers, and domes of many stories...