Title | Poet | Year Written | Collection | Body |
---|---|---|---|---|
Wild Nights — Wild Nights! | English |
Wild Nights — Wild Nights! |
||
Wild Notes from the Lyre of a Native Minstrel | English |
This is the joy-inspiring day |
||
Wild peitscht Sturm der Seele Meeresstille | Wilhelm Runge | 1894 | German |
Wild peitscht Sturm der Seele Meeresstille |
Wild wirft mich die Gondel deiner Augen | Wilhelm Runge | 1894 | German |
Wild wirft mich die Gondel deiner Augen |
Wilde Balsaminen | Emerenz Meier | 1991 | German |
Wilde Balsaminen blühen |
Wilde Liebe | Carl Busse | 1896 | German |
Noch spielst du die kindischen Spiele fort, |
Wilhelmine | Frank Wedekind | 1905 | German |
[147] Wilhelmine I Warum drängst du dich in meine Träume? |
Wilhelmshoehe | Albert Glatigny | 1859 | French |
|
Will die Flamme wieder lodern | Otto Roquette | 1852 | German |
Will die Flamme wieder lodern, |
Will sehen was ich weiß Vom Büblein auf dem Eis | Friedrich Wilhelm Güll | 1894 | German |
[318] 13. Will sehen was ich weiß Gefroren hat es heuer noch gar kein festes... |
Will sich einmal das Blättchen wenden | Peter Cornelius | 1905 | German |
Will sich einmal das Blättchen wenden |
Will there really be a "Morning"? | English |
Will there really be a "Morning"? |
||
William and Emily | Edgar Lee Masters | 1916 | Love |
There is something about Death |
William Cowper Esqre |
|
|||
William Lloyd Garrison | James Russell Lowell | English |
“Some time afterward, it was reported to me by the city officers that they had ferreted out the paper and its editor; that his office was an obscure hole, his only visible auxiliary a negro boy, and his supporters a few very insignificant persons of all colors.” |
|
Willie Brew'd A Peck O' Maut | English |
O Willie brew'd a peck o' maut, |
||
Willie Winkie | William Miller | English |
Wee Willie WINKIE rins through the town, Hey, Willie Winkie! are ye comin’ ben? |
|
Willkommen | Carl Sternheim | 1967 | German |
In deiner Brust die Wunden trüber Stunden, |
Willkommen und Abschied | Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe | 1775 | German |
Mir schlug das Herz; geschwind zu Pferde, |
Willkommen und Abschied | Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe | 1827 | German |
[68] Willkommen und Abschied. Es schlug mein Herz; geschwind zu Pferde! |