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somethingdarkerElder/Eldest.
As from the old nest birds escape - John Albee "Evolution"
The bald old oaks would step aside - Ellen Tracy Alden "Jungenthor, the Giant"
In those ten dreamy days of old - Thomas Bailey Aldrich (uncredited) "An Idyl" [The Atlantic Monthly v.07 no.39, Jan. 1861]
Catacombs and fragments of old worlds - Thomas Bailey Aldrich "The Metempsychosis"
Having watched the old movies and read the old books - Mike Allen and Ian Watson "Seventh Coming"
New views burying the old - Howard Altmann "After Hours"
Old lines sunk deep in the forehead of the intersection - Mouna Ammar "Vermont Ave."
From the brow of old mountain crests - William Anderson "Landscape Lyrics No.I--Sunrise"
The old immortals of past time - William Anderson "Landscape Lyrics No.III--Noonday"
An old bridegroom is a worthless maple - "Anthology of Jugoslav Poetry XIII: Rosa" transl. by Sir John Bowring
Of million bees in old Lime-avenues - Martin Armstrong "Honey Harvest"
Old jokes from a wild youth - Atticus "Love Her Wild"
That cries to the old joke moon - Atticus "Love Her Wild"
Hidden among the rattling old bones - Atticus "Magic in Adventure"
Old markets selling ancient glories - Atticus "Magic in Adventure"
Old wasp nests fallen by the door - Nina Bagley "Gathering"
The Cicada famed of old - Benjamin West Ball "To the Cricket"
Sad with old knowledge - Maurice Baring "Elegy on the Death of Juliet's Owl"
As old as the first drop of mortal tears - Maurice Baring "Harvest in Russia"
Needed some help from old friends - Dara Barrois/Dixon "Who Is God? So Asked Our Dog"
Old in life's excess of woe - Charles H. Barstow "Spring's Advent" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.116-v.III, 20 March 1886]
the many masks old and new - Elizabeth Bartlett "dusk I love"
The old tree weeps for its blossom - Elizabeth Bartlett "Full Circle"
return to old complaints - Elizabeth Bartlett "only this"
before the old leaves go - Elizabeth Bartlett "tropic time"
Lingered over old threads of truth - Elizabeth Bartlett "Woolen Dignity"
Old concealed and obscure arts restored - J. Bastard "The World" [The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.14, no.379, 4 July 1829]
If old Methuselah's years were mine - Charlotte F. Bates "Contrasted Moods" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.XVII, no.98, Feb. 1876]
Jewels lost in Palmyra of old - Charles Baudelaire "The Benediction" transl. not credited
The pageant of my old distress - Charles Baudelaire "The Evil Monk" transl. not credited
Ghost of an old passion - Charles Baudelaire "The Flask" transl. not credited
The soul of some old poet haunts the drains - Charles Baudelaire "Spleen" transl. by Richard Howard
Old anger waiting to become newer - Jason Bayani "Someday, Again"
Drinking deep pleasure from old Nature's wells - Alex. Lacey Beard, M.D. "A Sketch" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]
Chaos, from his old dominion torn - James Beattie "Ode to Peace: Written in the Year 1756"
The rotten ladders of old hierarchies - Cal Bedient "Expulsion"
The hills where old Titans feast - Stephen Vincent Benet "The First Vision of Helen"
An old trumpet harsh with rust and gold - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
Despair from her weaving old - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
The old fool who mumbles of days past - Stephen Vincent Benet "Lucullus Dines"
Taking old gifts and granting new - Park Benjamin "Press On"
Down the old gray stream will go - G. Clifton Bingham "Sweet Day of Days" [Chambers's Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.156, v.III, 25 Dec. 1886]
The woodpecker sound of an old retreat - Kimberly Blaeser "Apprentice to Justice"
The echo of old names and weighted fill of rocks - Kimberly Blaeser "Cadastre, Apostle Islands"
The old forge and mill are shut and done - Edmund Blunden "April Byeway"
Wonder prowling through old drowned barges - Edmund Blunden "Perch-Fishing"
The winding paradise of old loves - Maxwell Bodenheim "Minna (IX)"
Old furnitures, obsolete machineries and funny gadgets - Mukut Borpujari "Stoic"
Walking off their old confusions - Marianne Boruch "After Supper in Madison, Wisconsin"
When the old hollowed earth is cracked - Gordon Bottomley "To Iron-Founders and Others"
Has conquered dragons of old pain - Louise Morey Bowman "A Portrait"
The sky's color an old blade - William Brewer "We Burn the Bull"
Brimming with old joys - Geoffrey Brock "And Day Brought Back My Night"
The poor old books that nobody reads - Abbie Farwell Brown "Poor Old Books" [A Jolly Jingle Book (ed. by Laura Chandler). 1913]
The new road runs along the old road - Kurt Brown "Road Trip"
With the old spell of its eyes - Marie Hedderwick Browne "A June Memory"
The old year is ending in the frost - Elizabeth B. Barret [Barrett Browning] "The Cry of the Children" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXXIV, v.LIV, Aug. 1843]
The old hope is hardest to be lost - Elizabeth B. Barret [Barrett Browning] "The Cry of the Children" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXXIV, v.LIV, Aug. 1843]
Scarce old enough for sound - Elizabeth Barrett Browning "A Vision of Poets"
Join new vows to old perjuries - Elizabeth Barrett Barrett [Browning] "A Woman's Shortcomings" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLXXII, v.LX, Oct. 1846]
Only the old grey walls remain - Edward Burrough Brownlow "The Abbey Walls"
Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste - William Cullen Bryant "Thanatopsis"
Old companions in adversity - William Cullen Bryant "A Winter Piece"
The old failing circling in the moth-spattered light - Christopher Buckley "Prayer To Escape The East"
Who of old would rend the oak - Lord Byron "Ode to Napoleon Buonaparte"
Rip the old tires from the brambles - Scott Cairns "A Lot"
Who dreamed old summers - W. Wilfred Campbell "Departure"
An old sorrow that has put out the sun - Skipwith Cannell "Wild Songs: The Dance"
The old gods stand silently - Skipwith Cannell "Wild Songs: In the Forest"
The old drink for rapture - Bliss Carman and Richard Hovey "Spring Song"
The old, deep-travelled road from pain - Willa Cather "A Likeness: Portrait Bust of an Unknown, Capitol, Rome"
The old wind singing through - Willa Cather "Spanish Johnny"
That old early time, when came the victor Roman - Robert Chambers "To Scotland" [Spirit of Chambers' Journal, 1834, Project Gutenberg]
That were stern and bitter with old wrong - Ralph Chaplin "The Girls Who Sang for Us"
Old films you watched without sleep - Wendy Chen "Fastened V"
Old kernel of a voice - Wendy Chen "Fastened V"
Clumped grief of an old barrow - Serena Chopra "Garden Variety with Lesbians"
i am grown old and full of days - Lucille Clifton "dancer"
That lull us out of old things - Arthur Hugh Clough "Fragments of the Mystery of the Fall. Scene XII"
As summer dreams that she is old - Florence Earle Coates "Jewel-weed"
Teach old hearts to break - Leonard Cohen "Teachers"
Teach old hearts to rest - Leonard Cohen "Teachers"
In shaky hands of an old maple - Chris Colderly "For Our Children's Children: Celebrating Chief Dan George"
Grieves because the world is old - Arthur Colton "Heirs of Time"
Old King Cotton's dead and buried - "Corn Is King" [The Continental Monthly v.2 no.2, March 1862]
Old Neptune's silent builder - "The Corsair"
Still echoes the old refrain - James H. Cousins "The Southern Cross"
An assassin attired all in garb of old days - Stephen Crane "The Black Riders"
The old gods shaking existence beneath my feet - Jennifer Crow "Summoning Stones"
Out of old Moons was busy cutting Stars - Rev. William Crowe "Written When Buonaparte Was Altering the Governments of Germany"
As if old Time had lent him scythe and wings - Rev. William Crowe "Written When Buonaparte Was Altering the Governments of Germany"
The old enchantments hold me still - Olive Custance "The Changeling"
Old deep memories to mar the bliss - H.D. "Leda"
Yet his old glory enchants - H.D. "Projector"
The year, a spendthrift growing old - Danske Dandridge "Indian Summer"
Upon the old roots of an oak - Danske Dandridge "The Night Watch"
The wind like an old friend - Jim Daniels "Listening to '96 Tears' by? and the Mysterians While Looking Down from My Third-Floor Window at a Kid Crossing the Panther Hollow Bridge"
Bring pollution to the old and sacred sea - "Danube and the Euxine" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCVII, v.LXIV, Nov. 1848]
Poets from the old days of Netzahualcoyotl - Ruben Dario "To Roosevelt" transl. unknown per poets.org
And build philosophy upon old schools - Russell W. Davenport "Poem"
Nothing blooms in the old field of maybe - Geffrey Davis "Prayer with Miscarriage/Grant Us the Ruined Grounds"
I am weeping for old memories of my favorite life - Megan E. Davis "My Favorite Life"
Of melancholy and of old delight - Coningsby Dawson "The Mirror of Thought"
When old Jack Frost would never get a single try - Sydney Dayre "A Letter to Mother Nature" [Our Young Folks at Home and Abroad (ed. by Daphne Dale), 1894]
Seven fine churches and five old mills - Walter de la Mare "Off the Ground"
See all our old stitching come undone - Oliver de la Paz "Diaspora Sonnet Imagining My Father's Uncertainty and Nothing Else"
Some old fortress on the sun - Emily Dickinson "Book 1: Nature VIII: Summer's Armies"
Old sophistries of June - Emily Dickinson "Book 1: Nature XXVII: Indian Summer"
The old tree burdened with herself - Chris Dombrowski "Trimmings"
In the old ages ripe with mystery - Eleanor C. Donnelly "The Vision of the Monk Gabriel" [The Continental Monthly v.3 no.3, March 1863]
Ongoing interest in their old adversary - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Trace these scribbles of old gold - Rebecca Kai Dotlich "Room of Science"
Mellow with old loves that used to burn - Lord Alfred Douglas "Wine of Summer"
An old relic at rest, after everything's done - Wren Douglas "Fursonas Are Not Enough, I Need to Be a Moss-Coated Mech"
Old parents of the Sphinx - Edward Dowden "Among the Rocks"
Old laws of heaven and earth - Edward Dowden "Millet's 'The Sower'"
The new anxiety supplants the old - Michael Dumanis "Nebraska"
Into the night old hearts came - Louise Driscoll "Fireflies"
Its scarred face an old mirror - Carol Ann Duffy "Tall"
Jewels of the brave old year - Paul Laurence Dunbar "Christmas in the Heart"
Through waves of old, blown glass - Rebecca Dunham "Mnemosyne to the Poet"
The thrones and dominions of old - A.E. "Love"
Ponders with strange old eyes - A.E. "Mystery"
Enraptured birds that flew from deeps of old - George William Russell aka A.E. "The Winds of Angus"
An old man in a dry month - T.S. Eliot "Gerontion"
An old crab with barnacles on his back - T.S. Eliot "Rhapsody on a Windy Night"
Brighter than Solomon shone of old - William Hodgson Ellis "The Cowdung Fly"
Which never gets old for the ocean and moon - Daniel Errico "CloudPlay"
Old indignities and obscure scorn - John Erskine "Ash Wednesday"
Trace a pattern of old sugar - Nava EtShalom "At the Jerusalem Hotel"
Of all bells that rang once in old London - Eleanor Farjeon "The Children's Bells"
And think old thoughts - Jessie Redmon Fauset "Douce Souvenance"
My prescriptions grown old - Camonghne Felix "Dearly Departed, Again I Dreamt About a Ship"
The old flute which nobody played - Lawrence Ferlinghetti "A Coney Island of the Mind, 8"
To old haunts I leave forlorn - Arthur Davison Ficke "Lines for Two Futurists"
In fetters forged of old - Arthur Davison Ficke "Swinburne, an Elegy"
Old salamander basking in the fire - Arthur Davison Ficke "To John Cowper Powys, on His 'Confessions'"
Written by the prophet old - George Blackstone Field "The Rhyme of the Rolling Stone"
Set in the cold where the old seasons belong - Annie Finch "A Mabon Crown"
Those old rocks break the hill that we the heights should win - James Elroy Flecker "Areiya"
The power to Midas given of old - James Elroy Flecker "The Queen's Song"
Old objects chained in their places - Jennifer Elise Foerster "Osten IX"
An old woman's knowledge of graves - Carolyn Forche "The Angel of History"
If the crows from that withered old cornfield fly - Mary Eleanor Wilkins Freeman "Crow--Warning"
Getting too old for my size - Robert Frost "The Housekeeper"
An old meal with the patina of dream - Erica Funkhouser "My Father's Lunch"
With a wise old weasel, a rat and a frog - Rose Fyleman "The Grouse"
Wash the dim shores of old Eternity - M.G. "Apostrophe to Time" (The Knickerbocker v.23:4, April 1844)
With old desire of day - Zona Gale "Ballade of Listening"
Strange mad old cities brooding - Zona Gale "Exercise in Spenserians"
Old hope in her young eyes - Zona Gale "Last Night I Dreamed I Saw My Mother Young"
Lead unconscious lives, old, deep - Zona Gale "There Are Within Us Lives We Never Live"
Old varieties of silence and of wrong - Zona Gale "Violin"
Their burden of old snow - Zona Gale "When Did Spring Die?"
Fenced off with spiked wire and old pipes - Frank X. Gaspar "The One God Is Mysterious"
Behind an old door at the end - Adam J. Gellings "Somewhere Else"
Mocking echoes of old nursery rhymes - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Gorse"
Old robes worn for new beginnings - Dana Gioia "Autumn Inaugural"
Night will always bring the old hungers - Dana Gioia "Starting Over"
More old in sorrow than in years - Howard Glyndon "Seniority" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.22, Aug. 1878]
The hundred year old air in Macy's - Natalie Goldberg "Home"
Old in the arts of peace and war - "The Gold-Finder" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCXXXIX, v.LXXI, May 1852]
And forget to grow old - "The Golfer's Garland"
Old couch that cries in coins - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Casa"
This old pilgrim in the woods - Cynthia Grady "Underground Railroad"
Old voices awake from your lake - Alfred Perceval Graves "Lough Leane"
Forth from the old abyss clambering - Russell Green "De Mundo"
As old and precise as the devil - Igor Gulin "Kontur" transl. by Your Language My Ear
Walk old ways alone - Ivor Gurney "Afterwards"
Find some peace like the old peace - Ivor Gurney "The Battalion Is Now On Rest"
The old dreams of comfort - Ivor Gurney "Solace of Men"
And one by one old memories creep - J.H. "The Churchyard by the Sea" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.8-v.I, 23 Feb. 1884]
Gnarls of an old text in the other alphabet - Marilyn Hacker "Interval"
Wind about it wrapped and echoes of old wars - Katherine Hale "Cun-ne-wa-bum"
An old, old waking - Hazel Hall "The Circle"
And feuds as old as Cain - Sharlot M. Hall "The West"
Old Dante's voice encircles all the air - Arthur Henry Hallam "Sonnet"
Like home-coming swallows that seek the old eaves - Arthur Sherburne Hardy "In an Album"
Old bones of lava beds - Joy Harjo "Nandia"
One of those old homemade heartbreak songs - Joy Harjo "Washing My Mother's Body"
When fate bereaves life of old joys - F.W. Harvey "The Bond"
Their old grey gods of Pain - F.W. Harvey "Lassington"
That envious shadowy old king - F.W. Harvey "Sonnet III (from Farewell)"
Old bridges breaking between - Seamus Heaney "Scaffolding"
Oppressed the dragons of old time - William Ernest Henley "London Voluntaries"
The old resentment lasts like death - William Ernest Henley "Or Ever the Knightly Years Were Gone"
The old harp in the pine trees - Jeannette Fraser Henshall "Tree Sounds"
Same old Hard Luck tales to tell - Oliver Herford "The Smoker's Year Book: November"
Where old resentments roil - Conrad Hilberry "Blackout"
Old greens not crisp enough for salad - Donna Hilbert "Ribollita"
From every lure of old delight - Leslie Pickney Hill "Summer Magic"
The willing burden of an old belief - Brenda Hillman "On a Day, In the World"
With her old crumpled horn and belligerent hoof - C.C. Hine "Mrs. Leary's Cow"
And loves like Ruth's of old no end - Ralph Hodgson "The Song of Honour"
Snuffy old drone from the German hive - Oliver Wendell Holmes "The Deacon's Masterpiece: Or the Wonderful 'One-Hoss-Shay'"
Like those of old in breaking spears - Thomas Hood "A Lament for the Decline of Chivalry" [Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.10 no.288, supplementary number, 1828]
Victim's of old Enchantment's love or hate - Thomas Hood "The Two Swans"
Two noises too old to end - Gerard Manley Hopkins "The Sea and the Skylark"
Old ill fortune of better men than I - A.E. Housman "Last Poems II"
Mithridates, he died old - A.E. Housman "A Shropshire Lad LXII"
Returning from old understandings - Andrew Hudgins "A Flag of Honeysuckle"
Ecstasy distilled from old desire - Langston Hughes "Trumpet Player"
A dream fell from the sky into the old man's mind - Victor Hugo "Boaz Asleep" transl. not credited
An old ox turned by thirst down to the river - Victor Hugo "Boaz Asleep" transl. not credited
Deep and wide as an old Cyclops' drinking bowl - Aldous Huxley "Behemoth"
Old secrets unforgotten - Aldous Huxley "The Mirror"
Great was high Duty's power of old - "Hydro-Bacchus" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLV, v.LVI, July 1844]
Poured out the cup of old friendship - ascribed to St Cellach of Killala "Hymn to the Dawn" transl. by Eleanor Hull
Into the old bone orchard I am blowing - Wallace Irwin "An Inside Con to Refined Guys"
Whispers old advice for summer - Laura Riding Jackson "The Spring Has Many Silences"
The garden of old men playing checkers - Major Jackson "Letters to Brooks [Spring Garden]"
Who cast aside old memories - Roscoe Conkling Jamison "The Negro Soldiers"
The old years forget the echoes - Robinson Jeffers "To an Old Square Piano"
Half-lost memories of some old dream - Emily Pauline Johnson "Low Tide at St. Andrews"
Old vows are like old flowers - Helene Johnson "Remember Not"
New things in an old language - James Weldon Johnson "A Poet to His Baby Son"
The prisoners of old ocean - James Weldon Johnson "Saint Peter Relates an Incident of the Resurrection Day"
Under old, red-fruited yews - Lionel Johnson "Laleham"
That was a legend in old Troy - Lionel Johnson "Upon a Drawing"
Smothered in the rust of its old gates - Ashley M. Jones "I Find the Earring that Broke Loose from My Ear the Night a White Woman Told Me the World Would Save Her"
Recipes as old as the cauldron - Parneshia Jones "Congregation"
Told old stories to the night - June Jordan "Poem for Nana"
The old equipment resets itself and loops - Janine Joseph "Circuitry"
Their spirits whisper old recipes - Zilka Joseph "Pantoum for Chik-cha Halwa"
Grow old to face east - Fady Joudah "Canopus"
Forbearing for old friendship's sake - James Joyce "Chamber Music: XXXIII"
New lustre on his old descent - Kalidasa "The Birth of the War-God: Canto First: Uma's Nativity" transl. by Ralph T.H. Griffith
Ghosts of old letters, old laws - Rodger Kamenetz "The Broken Tablets"
Hundreds of old pianos forming a bridge - Ilya Kaminsky "What We Cannot Hear"
And old forgotten key deep in an unused drawer - Kate "An Old 'Chubb'" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.109-v.III, 30 Jan. 1886]
Watch the old roots write - Janet Kauffman "Every Shot-Through"
That old one with time unstuck - Janet Kauffman "The Original Brain"
Unless you carve witch hazel in the old style - Janet Kauffman "Uncalled-For"
A black hole in the lake on the old maps - Janet Kauffman "Undercurrent"
To stammer where old Chaucer used to sing - John Keats "Endymion, Book I [A thing of beauty is a joy for ever]"
The dim echoes of old Triton's horn - John Keats "Endymion, Book I [A thing of beauty is a joy for ever]"
Bid old Saturn take his throne - John Keats "Hyperion"
Heartache on my skin like an old burn - Vandana Khanna "Destruction Myth part 2"
In the old language of dust and mud and stars - Vandana Khanna "Reconciliation"
Old virtues drying up - Kim Unsong "Sorry Souls"
That breed huge oaks and old - Rudyard Kipling "Sussex"
The wasted fabric of an old delight - C.H.B. Kitchin "Epilogue"
Governs by grievance and old scores - Joanna Klink "New Year"
New ferns snaking fast up the old hosts' throats - Jennifer L. Knox "The Cliffs Above Oswald"
Into the old lost seasons - Yusef Komunyakaa "The Clay Army"
A fragile old heart, the brown map of a life - Ted Kooser "A Map of the World"
Down a narrow slit of the old earth - Alfred Kreymborg "Initials"
On the insistent root of the old - Maxine Kumin "The Zen of Mowing"
Time for me to practice growing old - Stanley Kunitz "Passing Through"
Parsing old and new ocean kinships - Petra Kuppers "Forest Starships"
Made a beehive from old letters - Stephen Kuusisto "Letter to Borges from London"
A very old ornament of lead - Chaman Lall "'Thirty Years After'"
A knowledge old as life - Archibald Lampman "A Vision of Twilight"
A cordial old and rare - Sidney Lanier "The Stirrup-Cup"
With jibes at Chivalry's old mistakes - Sidney Lanier "The Symphony" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, June 1875, v.XV]
And never to lose the old in the new - Sidney Lanier "The Symphony" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, June 1875, v.XV]
Wild Dreamer from of old - Emily Lawless "From a Western Shoreway V: A Sphinx"
The afternoon glows to me the old romance of David and Dora - D.H. Lawrence "Dreams Old and Nascent"
The swim of old dreams reflected on the molten metal - D.H. Lawrence "Dreams Old and Nascent"
Only the old ghosts know I have come - D.H. Lawrence "Nostalgia"
This relic of the days of old - Emma Lazarus "In the Jewish Synogogue at Newport"
In the old woods leave the mistletoe - Richard Le Gallienne "Christmas in War-Time"
The wand of old smiles - Richard Le Gallienne "Young Love XVI: Love Afar"
Old maps made of flowers - Angel Leal "Wildlife and Rainforests Inside My Father"
The old road lost to the highway - Ruth Lechlitner "At the Road's Turn"
Forgetting old words for the heart - Li-Young Lee "Big Clock"
To right old earthly quarrels - Eugene Lee-Hamilton "Acheron"
In proof that men grow old - Eugene Lee-Hamilton "Apollo and Marsyas"
Knowledge of the old harmonies - Denise Levertov "El Salvador: Requiem and Invocation"
The old voyage toward morning - Philip Levine "The Secret"
Let us pour the old wine into our two cups - Li Po "We Will Grow Old Together" transl. not credited [The Jade Flute, c.1960, Project Gutenberg]
Old and siren-strong, I smile immortal - W.D. Lighthall "Canada Not Last: At Venice"
Wear the epitaph of one of your old suits - Gary Copeland Lilley "Unmarked Grave"
Crooked from growing old within a shell - Akis Linardos "Inside This Egg, We Roll Together"
To join the ironies with Old John Brown - Vachel Lindsay "Bryan, Bryan, Bryan, Bryan"
Two sad shadows over the old nations - Vachel Lindsay "The Fever Called War"
Our old souls and our new souls met - Vachel Lindsay "Meeting Ourselves"
Old pockets that smell of pennies - Angela Liu "The Final Trick"
Treacherous with old magic and the noon's new fury - Audre Lorde "A Woman Speaks"
Set our slow old sap aflow - James Russell Lowell "At the Burns Centennial"
Drumming the Old One's own tattoo - James Russell Lowell "Credidimus Jovem Regnare"
Change the old dream for new treasure - James Russell Lowell "In the Half-Way House"
Fresh as the morning, though with centuries old - Maria White Lowell "Rouen, Place de la Pucelle"
The old house grey among the trees - Sidney Royse Lysaght "A Deserted Home"
Sheltering bounds of landmarks old - Sidney Royse Lysaght "First Horizons"
Old battle calls at night - Sidney Royse Lysaght "First Horizons"
Lightning flashes old ghost on my blade - Laura Ma "Cradling Fish"
Old sweetness like a breaking grief - James Allan Mackereth "Ioläus"
Vast as empires famed of old - Mrs Elizabeth A (MacQueen) MacLeod "Canada"
Drunk with old wine of love - Fiona MacLeod "The Songs of Ethlenn Stuart"
Swaddled in old newsprint and hope - Toby MacNutt "When You Read this Debris"
Old blood dripping from their lips - Michael Marsh "Gargoyle Poems: Spiders Dance"
Buries old habits for centuries - Herbert Woodward Martin "A Sonnet for Judith"
The courts of old Atlantis rose - John Masefield "Fragments"
Songs like old mulled wine - John Masefield "The Golden City of St. Mary"
Firm in old bones your walls' foundations stand - John Masefield "The Haunted"
Grown old with sorrowing men - John Masefield "King Cole"
A haughty old copper-bound albatross - John Masefield "Sea-Change"
A fine old salt-sea scavenger - John Masefield "The Tarry Buccaneer"
Where the wild old Atlantic is shouting - John Masefield "A Wanderer's Song"
Old skill in hateful wizardries - John Masefield "When Bony Death"
The train of an old idea - Donna Masini "A Gate"
Old secrets of the landscape told - Edgar Lee Masters "The Landscape"
Hunkered down in the old fallout shelter - Meep Matsushima "The Believers"
Old trophies, missing years and nameplates - John McCarthy "Ashley, Indiana"
A world the old trees make of water and air - Anne Haven McDonnell "Owl"
Reverting to the old knowing words - Brandy Nālani McDougall "Ka ‘Ōlelo"
When old eternity becomes mossy and gray - James E. McGirt "True Love"
The old fever seizes me - Claude McKay "Futility"
An old wine has intoxicated me - Claude McKay "On a Primitive Canoe"
The way old grief is gentle - Rachel McKibbens "Untitled"
An old hinge creaking in silence - Maureen N. McLane "Populating Heaven"
In the weather of an old day - Maureen N. McLane "Some Say"
Drinking deep of an old delight - Louis J. McQuilland "The Ballad of Sir Kevin O'Keane"
Legs entwined in that old ratty blanket of inevitability - Lynette Mejía "Harrowing"
Beware Old Kraken's pledge of faith - George Meredith "Archduchess Anne"
The reed of the old moaning waste - George Meredith "A Later Alexandrian"
An old flag and some yellow rocks - Joanne Merriam "Surface Properties"
Traverse at will Old Neptune's domain - Clara A. Merrill "The Old State of Maine"
Used to cast old tales and illusions - W.S. Merwin "The Chinese Mountain Fox"
And the light is old again - W.S. Merwin "The Nomad Flute"
Threads of old sound heard - W.S. Merwin "Remembering"
Their big old hearts pounding under your wheels - Sara S. Messenger "Ampersand"
Unremembered as old rain - Edna St Vincent Millay "Passer Mortuus Est"
And broke the dial stone of old Time - Dugald Moore "To the Clyde"
Frames an old grudge - Marianne Moore "The Past Is the Present"
That old familiar sense of going nowhere - Sarah Kathryn Moore "Excerpts from the Dr. Sexpot Saga"
With the halo of new dreams and the hallow of old - William Moore "Dusk Song"
A man grown old in in life's dreaming - William Moore "It Was Not Fate"
Branches sliced from the trunk of an old tree - Tyler Mortensen-Hayes "After the Heartbreak"
Fresh snow that fell on old snow - Stanley Moss "Winter Flowers"
Too old for eternities - Walter Dean Myers "Caroline Fleming, 42, Live-in Maid"
Unageing priestess of old mysteries - Sarojini Naidu "Imperial Delhi"
That hastens to forget old longings - Sarojini Naidu "Past and Future"
The sword of old battles, the crown of old kings - Sarojini Naidu "Wandering Singers"
Old flints to kindle ancient lamps - Pablo Neruda "Arise to Birth" transl. by Nathaniel Tarn
How old is November? - Pablo Neruda "The Book of Questions: XI" transl. by William O'Daly
Like an old buried tear - Pablo Neruda "Born in the Woods" translated by Donald D. Walsh
Saw old melancholy approach - Pablo Neruda "Letter to Miguel Otero Silva, in Caracas (1949)" transl. by Jack Schmitt
Born with a surname of old oaks - Pablo Neruda "My Name Was Reyes" transl. by William O'Daly
Climb on my old suffering like ivy - Pablo Neruda "So that You Will Hear Me" transl. by W.S. Merwin
Blood of old supplications - Pablo Neruda "So that You Will Hear Me" transl. by W.S. Merwin
Before the old rose grew pale - E. Nesbit "True Love and New Love"
The old chest which crouches over secrets - Mari Ness "Gretel's Bones"
Old love shall dwell with old delight - Henry Newbolt "To a River in the South"
Grow old bones to eat pain - Hoa Nguyen "Crow Pheasant"
Old visions unheeded dance - John G. Nicolay, Private Secretary to President Lincoln "On Guard" [The Continental Monthly v.II no.VI, Dec. 1862]
The old men twisted the dusty promises - Margaret Noodin "The Promisers" transl. by the author
Possibly able to avoid old battlefields - Margaret Noodin "We Give Them" transl. by the author
Old images of forgotten kings - Alfred Noyes "Avicenna's Dream"
Still echoing its old wrath - Alfred Noyes "Lamarck, Lavoisier, and Ninety-Three"
Live inside his old words - Naomi Shihab Nye "Ellipse"
Old roots twisted beyond our worry - Naomi Shihab Nye "Grandfathers Say"
This bard from an old and distant city - Romeo Oriogun "Griot of Strange Places"
Only the old dead dreams a-fluttering go - Seumas O'Sullivan "The Twilight People"
Its old singing ancestry - Grace Paley "Night Morning"
And our ballast is old wine - Thomas Love Peacock "The Men of Gotham"
Broken chains, lying cankered with old blood-drops - George B. Peck "The Vision: Inscribed to Teachers to Contrabands in the South" [The Continental Monthly v.6 no.6, Dec. 1864]
Old worm of wrapped-up gossamer - Walter S. Percy "The Chrysalis"
Old maid or dreadnought - Kiki Petrosino "Doubloon Oath"
My old terror stabs me in the neck - Kiki Petrosino "Purgatorio"
Abandoned old jetties just under the water - Patrick Philips "Elegy with Oil in the Bilge"
All the sweetness of old days - Stephen Phillips "Orestes"
The old thoughts fluttering in a lonely mind - A. Pickler "At Achensee, Tirol" transl. by T.M. Kettle
Old caves of calcium icicles - Sylvia Plath "Nick and the Candlestick"
Melancholy like an old brown sweater - Katha Pollitt "Happiness Writes White"
He's old as all the years there are - Miriam Clark Potter "The Star-Lighter"
Give rather back the old hallucinations - Margaret J. Preston "The Hermit's Vigil" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.11, no.24, Mar. 1873] (appears to be a typo in the poet's name: Margaret J. Prestox at the end of the poem. I'm assuming it should be Preston)
The madness when the old gods rave - Herbert Randall "The Dream That's in the Sea"
The old new moon hung high - Herbert Randall "The Old Bush Pasture"
An old clock in the corner stands - A.J. Requier "The Phantasmagoria: A Legend of Eld" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIV no.2, Feb. 1849]
Building my next in the old apple-tree - Ruth Revere "A Bluebird's Song"
With the old wolf inside him unfed - "Rhyming Ruminations on Old London Bridge" [The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.20, no.557, 14 July 1832]
An old trigonometry still true - Adrienne Rich "Midnight Salvage"
And the old revolutionary road breaks off into shadows - Adrienne Rich "What Kind of Times Are These"
Five-pierced with old pain - Lola Ridge "After the Recital (To Roland Hayes)"
Hers by old certitude of use - Lola Ridge "Chinese Print (To E.A.K.)"
Old fiery poisons burst their fragile goblets - Lola Ridge "Czar's Watch"
Old wisdoms of the loam - Lola Ridge "Firehead part I: He 2: The Man from Joppa"
Dissolved like an old moon - Lola Ridge "Firehead part II: John: He walks at dawn in a wood without Jerusalem"
Old thoughts, dry as snuff - Lola Ridge "The Ghetto"
As one who fears old ambush - Lola Ridge "Shadow"
Old as song - Lola Ridge "Sons of Belial"
Of old harsh remedies - Lola Ridge "South-East Wind"
Life deleted of its old raw fire - Lola Ridge "The White Bird"
Scattering the peace of old dust - Lola Ridge "Wind Rising in the Alleys"
Sunset like the parting of old acquaintances - Rihaku "Four Poems of Departure: Taking Leave of a Friend" transl. by Ezra Pound
The echoes of old voices - James Whitcombe Riley "The Song I Never Sing"
The fragments only of your old name - Rainer Maria Rilke from The Book of Hours (translated by Babette Deutsch)
And hear the skylarks calling to a heart that's growing old - Lloyd Roberts "The Homesteader"
Old to the soul when the stars were new - Lloyd Roberts "There's Music in My Heart To-day"
That sang to rest old bones of warriors - Edwin Arlington Robinson "The Dark Hills"
A sense of ocean and old trees - Edwin Arlington Robinson "Eros Turannos"
An old shrine forgotten in a forest of new trees - Edwin Arlington Robinson "The False Gods"
Old record of loves and tears - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"
Smile at my old white years - Rennell Rodd "By the South Sea"
The old man laughed in the thunder - Rennell Rodd "The Sea-King's Grave"
The New Moon reviving old desires - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"
A melody old as rain and excellent of voice - Mark Rudolph "Surreal Wedding"
Like an old wolf in his lair - John Russell "The Old Viking" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.115-v.III, 13 March 1886]
The echoes of all the old songs - Abram Joseph Ryan (aka Father Ryan) "Song of the Deathless Voice"
And down in a garden old with years - Carl Sandburg "Follies"
Let me lift and loosen old foundations - Carl Sandburg "Prayers of Steel"
When cruel old campaigners win safe through - Siegfried Sassoon "The Death-Bed"
The old are changed, deposed or dead - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"
Shall the old eons bring me no repose? - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"
Old Babylon etched on the night - Edwin Davies Schoonmaker "New York"
Questions as old as light - Nicole Sealey "cento for the night i said, 'i love you'"
Luring me on as of old - Robert W. Service "The Spell of the Yukon"
Outside the old pickle shop - Diane Seuss "Curl"
Plague of old refurbished buildings - Salik Shah "Field Notes"
Old men of less truth than tongue - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XVII"
Making beautiful old time - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CVI"
Saw in sleep old palaces and towers - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Ode to the West Wind"
Where of old our eyes were opened - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: I. In the North"
Of all old hours and places - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: VII. Three Grey Days"
Where the old April wait, unfaltering - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: The House of Sin"
Choose, of all the old dreams, one - Francis Sherman "In Memorabilia Mortis"
Finally ready to give that old life away - Joyce Sidman "Lament for My Old Life"
Old foundations where the baleful passions sleep - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "The Ploughing of the Sword"
carved me from the old mesquite that stretched impossibly - ire'ne lara silva "me llamo viento"
The old complaint of love and dollars - Bruce Smith "What Are They Doing in the Next Room"
Phantoms of some old storm's death-driven Titans - Clark Ashton Smith "The Masque of Forsaken Gods"
Loose all burden of old woes - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"
Sang rhapsodies on an old banjo - Richard Solomon "How Nightmares Began"
Two old swans landing downstream - Richard Solomon "The River Through Your Eyes (For Linda)"
The old egg of my desire - "Sonnet Found in a Deserted Mad House"
Old acacias that suffer from insomnia - Marin Sorescu "Carbon Paper" transl. by Michael Hamburger
Overgrowne with dust and old decay - Edmund Spenser "The House of Richesse"
Wake the fires of old tradition - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Flood-Tide"
Amid old elms and older mansions - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Freshet: A Connecticut Idyl"
Till you and I and Time are old - James Stephens "By Ana Liffey"
Old pipers of the Age of Gold - James Stephens "By Ana Liffey"
More than a thousand ages old - James Stephens "The Old Man"
The purple kingdoms of the old mirage - George Sterling "The Pathfinders"
Tender as sleep to old regret - George Sterling "The Strange Bird"
The dew of old devotions - Wallace Stevens "Peter Quince at the Clavier"
Any old chimera of the grave - Wallace Stevens "Sunday Morning"
In an old chaos of the sun - Wallace Stevens "Sunday Morning"
Kind folks of old, you come again no more - Robert Louis Stevenson "Home No More Home to Me"
Weave a chaplet for the Old Year's bier - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "November"
Turn the old sands in the failing glass of Time - R. H. Stoddard "The World" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIV no.2, Feb. 1849]
And only ghosts of old pale Sorrows walk - Arthur Stringer "Sappho in Leucadia"
That had sighed to her light of old - Arthur Stringer "A Summer Night"
Connoisseur of old thoughts - Marion Strobel "Collectors"
A feud too old to settle - Muriel Stuart "Mrs. Effingham's Swan Song"
Your old foolish judgments of desire - Muriel Stuart "The New Aspasia"
Old as Lebanon cedars - Marguerite Swawite "I Am Woman"
Over all old things and all things dear - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Leave Taking"
The cold old crimes and the deeds thrown by - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"
All the old scars of former battles bleed - Carmen Sylva "Unrest"
All this youth in Earth's old veins - Bayard Taylor "Ariel in the Cloven Pine" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIV no.5, May 1849]
All those old stories about your burning rivers - Keith Taylor "Dear Erie"
The old oaks tossing in their mortal glory - Keith Taylor "Under Their Mortal Glory"
Remembers now no old sweet strain - Sidney R. Thompson "At Waking" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.108-v.III, 23 Jan. 1886]
The bitter old and wrinkled truth - James Thomson "The City of Dreadful Night"
Each tendril the old welcome gives - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: VIII. The Lery"
Caught old Time with potent spells - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: XI. Shells"
Where the old names went - Leah Tieger "I-30, I-20, Farm to Market Road"
Old liqueurs in leather kegs - Iris Tree "[Many things I'd find to charm you]"
In rags of old desires - Iris Tree "[Woods of brown gloom sombring with the hush of death]"
Cynical, moon-scarred and old - Louis Untermeyer "Summer Night--Broadway"
All the old and heartless gods - Louis Untermeyer "Two Funerals"
Old snow in their shade - John Updike "Stretch"
In the lobster-infested ruins of old Atlantis - Catherynne M. Valente "Aquaman and the Duality of Self/Other, America, 1985"
Where the old songs still echo like sonar - Catherynne M. Valente "Aquaman and the Duality of Self/Other, America, 1985"
The old school gods knew the value of silence - Catherynne M. Valente "Mouse Koan"
Re-staging that same old Cretaceous deathmatch - Catherynne M. Valente "What the Dragon Said: A Love Story"
They never fool Old Father Time - Rudolph Valentino "Cap and Bells (To F.)"
Old stories etched on the lifeline of my father's palm - Georgiana Valoyce-Sanchez "A Light to Do Shellwork By"
Only the dead this morning are not old - Mark Van Doren "In Time of Drouth"
The sere old fishermen of madness - Emile Verhaeren "Les Villages Illusoires: The Fishermen" transl. by Alma Strettell
Could blot out all those old arguments - Ursula Vernon "It Was a Day"
Only a scrap of paper, old and worn - H.K.W. "Lines Written After Perusing a Letter Written by Robert Burns" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.737, 9 Feb. 1878]
The holly bright shone on the old oak wall - Susan E. Wallace "The Mistletoe Bough"
The old man weeps for his fairy bride - Susan E. Wallace "The Mistletoe Bough"
A dark-abyss master grown old - Wang An-Shih "At the Shrine-Tower of Ch'an Master Lumen-Serene" transl. by David Hinton
Old, with our crystalline bones of Tao - Wang An-Shih "Flourish Time-worn and I Wander Beguiled and Never Meet" transl. by David Hinton
Grown old in mountain forests - Wang An-Shih "Inviting Integrity-Met to Visit" transl. by David Hinton
Old now, tangled in human form - Wang An-Shih "Old now, tangled" transl. by David Hinton
Blue fingers of the moon still play on my old lute - Wang-Wei "Best Happiness of All" transl. not credited [The Jade Flute, c.1960, Project Gutenberg]
We care not what old Homer tells - J. Wareham "The Trojan War, 1915" [The Anzac Book: Written and Illustrated in Gallipoli by the Men of Anzac, 1916]
Old Ocean with its ceaseless roar - James E. Waters [Wild Pigeon] "Montauk"
Vexed with phantoms old - William Watson "The Blind Summit"
In an old coat and a faded gown - Mary Webb "Market Day"
Where high walls shade the steep old streets - Mary Webb "Market Day"
The old foot-bridge and the murmuring mill - Mrs. Amelia B. Welby "The Brother's Lament"
All the old life bubbling up in me - Edith Wharton "The First Year [All Souls' Day]"
All the old wonder of your eyes - John Hall Wheelock "Phantom"
The old sorrow we loved before - John Hall Wheelock "Sorrowful Freedom"
Old, harsh voices of debate - John Greenleaf Whittier "My Birthday"
'Twixt Yankee pedlers and old gods - John Greenleaf Whittier "Snow-Bound"
The weird palimpsest old and vast - John Greenleaf Whittier "Snow-Bound"
Too brimming with old days - Margaret Widdemer "Old Wine"
The doing of old things - Ella Wheeler Wilcox "The Things That Count"
Lining the way to an old altar - William Carlos Williams "March"
Of winter branches and old bones - William Carlos Williams "The Soughing Wind"
Old heroic souls unblest - Charlotte Wilson "The Heart Knoweth"
Modern and old elements stacked together - Michelle Wirth "Campus"
Old at the birth of the river - Humbert Wolfe "Sometimes When I Think of Love"
That old magic was Astarte's - Humbert Wolfe "Wheels 1919"
Where questions are decades old - Nicholas Wong "101, Taipei"
The old fruitless quest of ardent youth - Constance Fenimore Woolson "Commonplace" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.11, no.23, Feb. 1873]
In the unfeeling armour of old time - William Wordsworth "Lines Suggested by a Picture of Peele Castle in a Storm, Painted by Sir George Beaumont"
Hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn - William Wordsworth "The World Is Too Much With Us"
Castle of old rag and bone - Valerie Worth "Rat"
Who in old times endured this dread - Elinor Wylie "Atavism"
New vows from the old - Jenny Xie "Ongoing"
A past rinsed clear of old tradition - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"
That my old care may cease - W.B. Yeats "The Poet pleads with the Elemental Powers"
The squirrels go to stir up their old quarrels - Stephen Yenser "Vertumnal [excerpt]"
With burdens of old leaves - Jane Yolen "Here Where the Path of Healing Starts"
Where old sorrows lie forgotten - Francis Brett Young "Thamar (To Thamar Karsavina)"
Over the backbones of old stones - Veronica Zondek "cold fire 11" transl. by Katherine Silver
The delicate scent of age-old dreams - Naomi Long Madgett "Funereal"
From age-old tombs in dim dimensions hid - Duane W. Rimel "Dreams of Yith" [Fantasy Fan v.1, no.11, July 1934]
Wet eyes hungry for decades-old debts - Angela Liu "The Final Trick"
Joy sufficient for my life-old thirst - Naomi Long Madgett "Old Wine"
Alone in her frail old age to grieve - "Heigh-Ho!" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCI, May 1848, v.LXIII]
To him in his old age came greatness - Victor Hugo "Boaz Asleep" transl. not credited
One of those old-fashioned peeping keyholes - Nickole Brown "A Prayer to Talk to Animals"
With the innards from an old fashioned clock - G. O. Clark "Mary Has a Prophetic Vision"
On the worn book of old-golden song - Robert Frost "Waiting-- Afield at Dusk"
Old World.
Two-million-year-old currents - Tyree Daye "Gin River"
Turn to the older congress of the sun - Kimberly Blaeser "A Quest for Universal Suffrage"
A dance older than the shape of human bone - Gabriel Ertsgaard "Stardust Word"
In silent places an older silence broods - Robin Flower "The Pipes"
I remember an ancient sea and mountains older - Robin Flower "The Pipes"
Outcast of the older lands - Sharlot M. Hall "The West"
her maiden name clotted in a map older than 'america' - DaMaris B. Hill "Come. Pray. Know"
Older than the flow of human blood - Langston Hughes "The Negro Speaks of Rivers"
Older than any poem - Galway Kinnell "Last Holy Fragrance"
Fronds unfurl from the joints of older ones - Jennifer L. Knox "The Cliffs Above Oswald"
Older and stranger than speech - Emily Lawless "From the Burren VI: Is It Love? Is It Hate?"
An older, dreamier creed behind - Emily Lawless "The Inalienable Heritage"
Stronger and older than peak and than boulder - Robert MacFarlane and Jackie Morris "raven"
An older utterance out of the shadows - W.S. Merwin "The Causeway"
Where older waters swell - Dorothy Parker "Hearthside"
A poetry older than hatred - Adrienne Rich "An Atlas of the Difficult World"
Snows that are older than history - Robert W. Service "The Spell of the Yukon"
Amid old elms and older mansions - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Freshet: A Connecticut Idyl"
By those hours marked older - May Swenson "Sleeping Overnight on the Shore"
On the twilight of older faces - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"
Wake alone and older - John Updike "Endpoint"
Older than the first burst of stars exploding the darkness - Georgiana Valoyce-Sanchez "There Is a Fire"
Go out and gather the oldest fires of the universe - Russell Brakefield "The Perseids"
Fallen into place beside the oldest stones - James Salvius Cheng "Cat Amongst the Cabbages"
The oldest sin of the world - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"
Oldest vowels of mourners' mouths - Leah Naomi Green "Yahrzeit"
An answer of the oldest unspoken question - Yusef Komunyakaa "The Leopard"
Wiser than the oldest language - Rickey Laurentiis "Epithalamion"
The oldest dust of it is sweetest - Alice Notley "At Night the States"
Constant since the oldest maps - Kay Ryan "Gaps"
Till oldest wisdom rose to shake hands with the new - J.S.B. "Farewell to the Rhine: Lines Written at Bonn" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCXXXVII, v.LXXI, Mar. 1852]
Blinking through the oldest tree of wisdom - Iris Tree "[Old woman forever sitting]"
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As from the old nest birds escape - John Albee "Evolution"
The bald old oaks would step aside - Ellen Tracy Alden "Jungenthor, the Giant"
In those ten dreamy days of old - Thomas Bailey Aldrich (uncredited) "An Idyl" [The Atlantic Monthly v.07 no.39, Jan. 1861]
Catacombs and fragments of old worlds - Thomas Bailey Aldrich "The Metempsychosis"
Having watched the old movies and read the old books - Mike Allen and Ian Watson "Seventh Coming"
New views burying the old - Howard Altmann "After Hours"
Old lines sunk deep in the forehead of the intersection - Mouna Ammar "Vermont Ave."
From the brow of old mountain crests - William Anderson "Landscape Lyrics No.I--Sunrise"
The old immortals of past time - William Anderson "Landscape Lyrics No.III--Noonday"
An old bridegroom is a worthless maple - "Anthology of Jugoslav Poetry XIII: Rosa" transl. by Sir John Bowring
Of million bees in old Lime-avenues - Martin Armstrong "Honey Harvest"
Old jokes from a wild youth - Atticus "Love Her Wild"
That cries to the old joke moon - Atticus "Love Her Wild"
Hidden among the rattling old bones - Atticus "Magic in Adventure"
Old markets selling ancient glories - Atticus "Magic in Adventure"
Old wasp nests fallen by the door - Nina Bagley "Gathering"
The Cicada famed of old - Benjamin West Ball "To the Cricket"
Sad with old knowledge - Maurice Baring "Elegy on the Death of Juliet's Owl"
As old as the first drop of mortal tears - Maurice Baring "Harvest in Russia"
Needed some help from old friends - Dara Barrois/Dixon "Who Is God? So Asked Our Dog"
Old in life's excess of woe - Charles H. Barstow "Spring's Advent" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.116-v.III, 20 March 1886]
the many masks old and new - Elizabeth Bartlett "dusk I love"
The old tree weeps for its blossom - Elizabeth Bartlett "Full Circle"
return to old complaints - Elizabeth Bartlett "only this"
before the old leaves go - Elizabeth Bartlett "tropic time"
Lingered over old threads of truth - Elizabeth Bartlett "Woolen Dignity"
Old concealed and obscure arts restored - J. Bastard "The World" [The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.14, no.379, 4 July 1829]
If old Methuselah's years were mine - Charlotte F. Bates "Contrasted Moods" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.XVII, no.98, Feb. 1876]
Jewels lost in Palmyra of old - Charles Baudelaire "The Benediction" transl. not credited
The pageant of my old distress - Charles Baudelaire "The Evil Monk" transl. not credited
Ghost of an old passion - Charles Baudelaire "The Flask" transl. not credited
The soul of some old poet haunts the drains - Charles Baudelaire "Spleen" transl. by Richard Howard
Old anger waiting to become newer - Jason Bayani "Someday, Again"
Drinking deep pleasure from old Nature's wells - Alex. Lacey Beard, M.D. "A Sketch" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]
Chaos, from his old dominion torn - James Beattie "Ode to Peace: Written in the Year 1756"
The rotten ladders of old hierarchies - Cal Bedient "Expulsion"
The hills where old Titans feast - Stephen Vincent Benet "The First Vision of Helen"
An old trumpet harsh with rust and gold - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
Despair from her weaving old - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
The old fool who mumbles of days past - Stephen Vincent Benet "Lucullus Dines"
Taking old gifts and granting new - Park Benjamin "Press On"
Down the old gray stream will go - G. Clifton Bingham "Sweet Day of Days" [Chambers's Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.156, v.III, 25 Dec. 1886]
The woodpecker sound of an old retreat - Kimberly Blaeser "Apprentice to Justice"
The echo of old names and weighted fill of rocks - Kimberly Blaeser "Cadastre, Apostle Islands"
The old forge and mill are shut and done - Edmund Blunden "April Byeway"
Wonder prowling through old drowned barges - Edmund Blunden "Perch-Fishing"
The winding paradise of old loves - Maxwell Bodenheim "Minna (IX)"
Old furnitures, obsolete machineries and funny gadgets - Mukut Borpujari "Stoic"
Walking off their old confusions - Marianne Boruch "After Supper in Madison, Wisconsin"
When the old hollowed earth is cracked - Gordon Bottomley "To Iron-Founders and Others"
Has conquered dragons of old pain - Louise Morey Bowman "A Portrait"
The sky's color an old blade - William Brewer "We Burn the Bull"
Brimming with old joys - Geoffrey Brock "And Day Brought Back My Night"
The poor old books that nobody reads - Abbie Farwell Brown "Poor Old Books" [A Jolly Jingle Book (ed. by Laura Chandler). 1913]
The new road runs along the old road - Kurt Brown "Road Trip"
With the old spell of its eyes - Marie Hedderwick Browne "A June Memory"
The old year is ending in the frost - Elizabeth B. Barret [Barrett Browning] "The Cry of the Children" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXXIV, v.LIV, Aug. 1843]
The old hope is hardest to be lost - Elizabeth B. Barret [Barrett Browning] "The Cry of the Children" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXXIV, v.LIV, Aug. 1843]
Scarce old enough for sound - Elizabeth Barrett Browning "A Vision of Poets"
Join new vows to old perjuries - Elizabeth Barrett Barrett [Browning] "A Woman's Shortcomings" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLXXII, v.LX, Oct. 1846]
Only the old grey walls remain - Edward Burrough Brownlow "The Abbey Walls"
Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste - William Cullen Bryant "Thanatopsis"
Old companions in adversity - William Cullen Bryant "A Winter Piece"
The old failing circling in the moth-spattered light - Christopher Buckley "Prayer To Escape The East"
Who of old would rend the oak - Lord Byron "Ode to Napoleon Buonaparte"
Rip the old tires from the brambles - Scott Cairns "A Lot"
Who dreamed old summers - W. Wilfred Campbell "Departure"
An old sorrow that has put out the sun - Skipwith Cannell "Wild Songs: The Dance"
The old gods stand silently - Skipwith Cannell "Wild Songs: In the Forest"
The old drink for rapture - Bliss Carman and Richard Hovey "Spring Song"
The old, deep-travelled road from pain - Willa Cather "A Likeness: Portrait Bust of an Unknown, Capitol, Rome"
The old wind singing through - Willa Cather "Spanish Johnny"
That old early time, when came the victor Roman - Robert Chambers "To Scotland" [Spirit of Chambers' Journal, 1834, Project Gutenberg]
That were stern and bitter with old wrong - Ralph Chaplin "The Girls Who Sang for Us"
Old films you watched without sleep - Wendy Chen "Fastened V"
Old kernel of a voice - Wendy Chen "Fastened V"
Clumped grief of an old barrow - Serena Chopra "Garden Variety with Lesbians"
i am grown old and full of days - Lucille Clifton "dancer"
That lull us out of old things - Arthur Hugh Clough "Fragments of the Mystery of the Fall. Scene XII"
As summer dreams that she is old - Florence Earle Coates "Jewel-weed"
Teach old hearts to break - Leonard Cohen "Teachers"
Teach old hearts to rest - Leonard Cohen "Teachers"
In shaky hands of an old maple - Chris Colderly "For Our Children's Children: Celebrating Chief Dan George"
Grieves because the world is old - Arthur Colton "Heirs of Time"
Old King Cotton's dead and buried - "Corn Is King" [The Continental Monthly v.2 no.2, March 1862]
Old Neptune's silent builder - "The Corsair"
Still echoes the old refrain - James H. Cousins "The Southern Cross"
An assassin attired all in garb of old days - Stephen Crane "The Black Riders"
The old gods shaking existence beneath my feet - Jennifer Crow "Summoning Stones"
Out of old Moons was busy cutting Stars - Rev. William Crowe "Written When Buonaparte Was Altering the Governments of Germany"
As if old Time had lent him scythe and wings - Rev. William Crowe "Written When Buonaparte Was Altering the Governments of Germany"
The old enchantments hold me still - Olive Custance "The Changeling"
Old deep memories to mar the bliss - H.D. "Leda"
Yet his old glory enchants - H.D. "Projector"
The year, a spendthrift growing old - Danske Dandridge "Indian Summer"
Upon the old roots of an oak - Danske Dandridge "The Night Watch"
The wind like an old friend - Jim Daniels "Listening to '96 Tears' by? and the Mysterians While Looking Down from My Third-Floor Window at a Kid Crossing the Panther Hollow Bridge"
Bring pollution to the old and sacred sea - "Danube and the Euxine" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCVII, v.LXIV, Nov. 1848]
Poets from the old days of Netzahualcoyotl - Ruben Dario "To Roosevelt" transl. unknown per poets.org
And build philosophy upon old schools - Russell W. Davenport "Poem"
Nothing blooms in the old field of maybe - Geffrey Davis "Prayer with Miscarriage/Grant Us the Ruined Grounds"
I am weeping for old memories of my favorite life - Megan E. Davis "My Favorite Life"
Of melancholy and of old delight - Coningsby Dawson "The Mirror of Thought"
When old Jack Frost would never get a single try - Sydney Dayre "A Letter to Mother Nature" [Our Young Folks at Home and Abroad (ed. by Daphne Dale), 1894]
Seven fine churches and five old mills - Walter de la Mare "Off the Ground"
See all our old stitching come undone - Oliver de la Paz "Diaspora Sonnet Imagining My Father's Uncertainty and Nothing Else"
Some old fortress on the sun - Emily Dickinson "Book 1: Nature VIII: Summer's Armies"
Old sophistries of June - Emily Dickinson "Book 1: Nature XXVII: Indian Summer"
The old tree burdened with herself - Chris Dombrowski "Trimmings"
In the old ages ripe with mystery - Eleanor C. Donnelly "The Vision of the Monk Gabriel" [The Continental Monthly v.3 no.3, March 1863]
Ongoing interest in their old adversary - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Trace these scribbles of old gold - Rebecca Kai Dotlich "Room of Science"
Mellow with old loves that used to burn - Lord Alfred Douglas "Wine of Summer"
An old relic at rest, after everything's done - Wren Douglas "Fursonas Are Not Enough, I Need to Be a Moss-Coated Mech"
Old parents of the Sphinx - Edward Dowden "Among the Rocks"
Old laws of heaven and earth - Edward Dowden "Millet's 'The Sower'"
The new anxiety supplants the old - Michael Dumanis "Nebraska"
Into the night old hearts came - Louise Driscoll "Fireflies"
Its scarred face an old mirror - Carol Ann Duffy "Tall"
Jewels of the brave old year - Paul Laurence Dunbar "Christmas in the Heart"
Through waves of old, blown glass - Rebecca Dunham "Mnemosyne to the Poet"
The thrones and dominions of old - A.E. "Love"
Ponders with strange old eyes - A.E. "Mystery"
Enraptured birds that flew from deeps of old - George William Russell aka A.E. "The Winds of Angus"
An old man in a dry month - T.S. Eliot "Gerontion"
An old crab with barnacles on his back - T.S. Eliot "Rhapsody on a Windy Night"
Brighter than Solomon shone of old - William Hodgson Ellis "The Cowdung Fly"
Which never gets old for the ocean and moon - Daniel Errico "CloudPlay"
Old indignities and obscure scorn - John Erskine "Ash Wednesday"
Trace a pattern of old sugar - Nava EtShalom "At the Jerusalem Hotel"
Of all bells that rang once in old London - Eleanor Farjeon "The Children's Bells"
And think old thoughts - Jessie Redmon Fauset "Douce Souvenance"
My prescriptions grown old - Camonghne Felix "Dearly Departed, Again I Dreamt About a Ship"
The old flute which nobody played - Lawrence Ferlinghetti "A Coney Island of the Mind, 8"
To old haunts I leave forlorn - Arthur Davison Ficke "Lines for Two Futurists"
In fetters forged of old - Arthur Davison Ficke "Swinburne, an Elegy"
Old salamander basking in the fire - Arthur Davison Ficke "To John Cowper Powys, on His 'Confessions'"
Written by the prophet old - George Blackstone Field "The Rhyme of the Rolling Stone"
Set in the cold where the old seasons belong - Annie Finch "A Mabon Crown"
Those old rocks break the hill that we the heights should win - James Elroy Flecker "Areiya"
The power to Midas given of old - James Elroy Flecker "The Queen's Song"
Old objects chained in their places - Jennifer Elise Foerster "Osten IX"
An old woman's knowledge of graves - Carolyn Forche "The Angel of History"
If the crows from that withered old cornfield fly - Mary Eleanor Wilkins Freeman "Crow--Warning"
Getting too old for my size - Robert Frost "The Housekeeper"
An old meal with the patina of dream - Erica Funkhouser "My Father's Lunch"
With a wise old weasel, a rat and a frog - Rose Fyleman "The Grouse"
Wash the dim shores of old Eternity - M.G. "Apostrophe to Time" (The Knickerbocker v.23:4, April 1844)
With old desire of day - Zona Gale "Ballade of Listening"
Strange mad old cities brooding - Zona Gale "Exercise in Spenserians"
Old hope in her young eyes - Zona Gale "Last Night I Dreamed I Saw My Mother Young"
Lead unconscious lives, old, deep - Zona Gale "There Are Within Us Lives We Never Live"
Old varieties of silence and of wrong - Zona Gale "Violin"
Their burden of old snow - Zona Gale "When Did Spring Die?"
Fenced off with spiked wire and old pipes - Frank X. Gaspar "The One God Is Mysterious"
Behind an old door at the end - Adam J. Gellings "Somewhere Else"
Mocking echoes of old nursery rhymes - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Gorse"
Old robes worn for new beginnings - Dana Gioia "Autumn Inaugural"
Night will always bring the old hungers - Dana Gioia "Starting Over"
More old in sorrow than in years - Howard Glyndon "Seniority" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.22, Aug. 1878]
The hundred year old air in Macy's - Natalie Goldberg "Home"
Old in the arts of peace and war - "The Gold-Finder" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCXXXIX, v.LXXI, May 1852]
And forget to grow old - "The Golfer's Garland"
Old couch that cries in coins - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Casa"
This old pilgrim in the woods - Cynthia Grady "Underground Railroad"
Old voices awake from your lake - Alfred Perceval Graves "Lough Leane"
Forth from the old abyss clambering - Russell Green "De Mundo"
As old and precise as the devil - Igor Gulin "Kontur" transl. by Your Language My Ear
Walk old ways alone - Ivor Gurney "Afterwards"
Find some peace like the old peace - Ivor Gurney "The Battalion Is Now On Rest"
The old dreams of comfort - Ivor Gurney "Solace of Men"
And one by one old memories creep - J.H. "The Churchyard by the Sea" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.8-v.I, 23 Feb. 1884]
Gnarls of an old text in the other alphabet - Marilyn Hacker "Interval"
Wind about it wrapped and echoes of old wars - Katherine Hale "Cun-ne-wa-bum"
An old, old waking - Hazel Hall "The Circle"
And feuds as old as Cain - Sharlot M. Hall "The West"
Old Dante's voice encircles all the air - Arthur Henry Hallam "Sonnet"
Like home-coming swallows that seek the old eaves - Arthur Sherburne Hardy "In an Album"
Old bones of lava beds - Joy Harjo "Nandia"
One of those old homemade heartbreak songs - Joy Harjo "Washing My Mother's Body"
When fate bereaves life of old joys - F.W. Harvey "The Bond"
Their old grey gods of Pain - F.W. Harvey "Lassington"
That envious shadowy old king - F.W. Harvey "Sonnet III (from Farewell)"
Old bridges breaking between - Seamus Heaney "Scaffolding"
Oppressed the dragons of old time - William Ernest Henley "London Voluntaries"
The old resentment lasts like death - William Ernest Henley "Or Ever the Knightly Years Were Gone"
The old harp in the pine trees - Jeannette Fraser Henshall "Tree Sounds"
Same old Hard Luck tales to tell - Oliver Herford "The Smoker's Year Book: November"
Where old resentments roil - Conrad Hilberry "Blackout"
Old greens not crisp enough for salad - Donna Hilbert "Ribollita"
From every lure of old delight - Leslie Pickney Hill "Summer Magic"
The willing burden of an old belief - Brenda Hillman "On a Day, In the World"
With her old crumpled horn and belligerent hoof - C.C. Hine "Mrs. Leary's Cow"
And loves like Ruth's of old no end - Ralph Hodgson "The Song of Honour"
Snuffy old drone from the German hive - Oliver Wendell Holmes "The Deacon's Masterpiece: Or the Wonderful 'One-Hoss-Shay'"
Like those of old in breaking spears - Thomas Hood "A Lament for the Decline of Chivalry" [Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.10 no.288, supplementary number, 1828]
Victim's of old Enchantment's love or hate - Thomas Hood "The Two Swans"
Two noises too old to end - Gerard Manley Hopkins "The Sea and the Skylark"
Old ill fortune of better men than I - A.E. Housman "Last Poems II"
Mithridates, he died old - A.E. Housman "A Shropshire Lad LXII"
Returning from old understandings - Andrew Hudgins "A Flag of Honeysuckle"
Ecstasy distilled from old desire - Langston Hughes "Trumpet Player"
A dream fell from the sky into the old man's mind - Victor Hugo "Boaz Asleep" transl. not credited
An old ox turned by thirst down to the river - Victor Hugo "Boaz Asleep" transl. not credited
Deep and wide as an old Cyclops' drinking bowl - Aldous Huxley "Behemoth"
Old secrets unforgotten - Aldous Huxley "The Mirror"
Great was high Duty's power of old - "Hydro-Bacchus" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLV, v.LVI, July 1844]
Poured out the cup of old friendship - ascribed to St Cellach of Killala "Hymn to the Dawn" transl. by Eleanor Hull
Into the old bone orchard I am blowing - Wallace Irwin "An Inside Con to Refined Guys"
Whispers old advice for summer - Laura Riding Jackson "The Spring Has Many Silences"
The garden of old men playing checkers - Major Jackson "Letters to Brooks [Spring Garden]"
Who cast aside old memories - Roscoe Conkling Jamison "The Negro Soldiers"
The old years forget the echoes - Robinson Jeffers "To an Old Square Piano"
Half-lost memories of some old dream - Emily Pauline Johnson "Low Tide at St. Andrews"
Old vows are like old flowers - Helene Johnson "Remember Not"
New things in an old language - James Weldon Johnson "A Poet to His Baby Son"
The prisoners of old ocean - James Weldon Johnson "Saint Peter Relates an Incident of the Resurrection Day"
Under old, red-fruited yews - Lionel Johnson "Laleham"
That was a legend in old Troy - Lionel Johnson "Upon a Drawing"
Smothered in the rust of its old gates - Ashley M. Jones "I Find the Earring that Broke Loose from My Ear the Night a White Woman Told Me the World Would Save Her"
Recipes as old as the cauldron - Parneshia Jones "Congregation"
Told old stories to the night - June Jordan "Poem for Nana"
The old equipment resets itself and loops - Janine Joseph "Circuitry"
Their spirits whisper old recipes - Zilka Joseph "Pantoum for Chik-cha Halwa"
Grow old to face east - Fady Joudah "Canopus"
Forbearing for old friendship's sake - James Joyce "Chamber Music: XXXIII"
New lustre on his old descent - Kalidasa "The Birth of the War-God: Canto First: Uma's Nativity" transl. by Ralph T.H. Griffith
Ghosts of old letters, old laws - Rodger Kamenetz "The Broken Tablets"
Hundreds of old pianos forming a bridge - Ilya Kaminsky "What We Cannot Hear"
And old forgotten key deep in an unused drawer - Kate "An Old 'Chubb'" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.109-v.III, 30 Jan. 1886]
Watch the old roots write - Janet Kauffman "Every Shot-Through"
That old one with time unstuck - Janet Kauffman "The Original Brain"
Unless you carve witch hazel in the old style - Janet Kauffman "Uncalled-For"
A black hole in the lake on the old maps - Janet Kauffman "Undercurrent"
To stammer where old Chaucer used to sing - John Keats "Endymion, Book I [A thing of beauty is a joy for ever]"
The dim echoes of old Triton's horn - John Keats "Endymion, Book I [A thing of beauty is a joy for ever]"
Bid old Saturn take his throne - John Keats "Hyperion"
Heartache on my skin like an old burn - Vandana Khanna "Destruction Myth part 2"
In the old language of dust and mud and stars - Vandana Khanna "Reconciliation"
Old virtues drying up - Kim Unsong "Sorry Souls"
That breed huge oaks and old - Rudyard Kipling "Sussex"
The wasted fabric of an old delight - C.H.B. Kitchin "Epilogue"
Governs by grievance and old scores - Joanna Klink "New Year"
New ferns snaking fast up the old hosts' throats - Jennifer L. Knox "The Cliffs Above Oswald"
Into the old lost seasons - Yusef Komunyakaa "The Clay Army"
A fragile old heart, the brown map of a life - Ted Kooser "A Map of the World"
Down a narrow slit of the old earth - Alfred Kreymborg "Initials"
On the insistent root of the old - Maxine Kumin "The Zen of Mowing"
Time for me to practice growing old - Stanley Kunitz "Passing Through"
Parsing old and new ocean kinships - Petra Kuppers "Forest Starships"
Made a beehive from old letters - Stephen Kuusisto "Letter to Borges from London"
A very old ornament of lead - Chaman Lall "'Thirty Years After'"
A knowledge old as life - Archibald Lampman "A Vision of Twilight"
A cordial old and rare - Sidney Lanier "The Stirrup-Cup"
With jibes at Chivalry's old mistakes - Sidney Lanier "The Symphony" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, June 1875, v.XV]
And never to lose the old in the new - Sidney Lanier "The Symphony" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, June 1875, v.XV]
Wild Dreamer from of old - Emily Lawless "From a Western Shoreway V: A Sphinx"
The afternoon glows to me the old romance of David and Dora - D.H. Lawrence "Dreams Old and Nascent"
The swim of old dreams reflected on the molten metal - D.H. Lawrence "Dreams Old and Nascent"
Only the old ghosts know I have come - D.H. Lawrence "Nostalgia"
This relic of the days of old - Emma Lazarus "In the Jewish Synogogue at Newport"
In the old woods leave the mistletoe - Richard Le Gallienne "Christmas in War-Time"
The wand of old smiles - Richard Le Gallienne "Young Love XVI: Love Afar"
Old maps made of flowers - Angel Leal "Wildlife and Rainforests Inside My Father"
The old road lost to the highway - Ruth Lechlitner "At the Road's Turn"
Forgetting old words for the heart - Li-Young Lee "Big Clock"
To right old earthly quarrels - Eugene Lee-Hamilton "Acheron"
In proof that men grow old - Eugene Lee-Hamilton "Apollo and Marsyas"
Knowledge of the old harmonies - Denise Levertov "El Salvador: Requiem and Invocation"
The old voyage toward morning - Philip Levine "The Secret"
Let us pour the old wine into our two cups - Li Po "We Will Grow Old Together" transl. not credited [The Jade Flute, c.1960, Project Gutenberg]
Old and siren-strong, I smile immortal - W.D. Lighthall "Canada Not Last: At Venice"
Wear the epitaph of one of your old suits - Gary Copeland Lilley "Unmarked Grave"
Crooked from growing old within a shell - Akis Linardos "Inside This Egg, We Roll Together"
To join the ironies with Old John Brown - Vachel Lindsay "Bryan, Bryan, Bryan, Bryan"
Two sad shadows over the old nations - Vachel Lindsay "The Fever Called War"
Our old souls and our new souls met - Vachel Lindsay "Meeting Ourselves"
Old pockets that smell of pennies - Angela Liu "The Final Trick"
Treacherous with old magic and the noon's new fury - Audre Lorde "A Woman Speaks"
Set our slow old sap aflow - James Russell Lowell "At the Burns Centennial"
Drumming the Old One's own tattoo - James Russell Lowell "Credidimus Jovem Regnare"
Change the old dream for new treasure - James Russell Lowell "In the Half-Way House"
Fresh as the morning, though with centuries old - Maria White Lowell "Rouen, Place de la Pucelle"
The old house grey among the trees - Sidney Royse Lysaght "A Deserted Home"
Sheltering bounds of landmarks old - Sidney Royse Lysaght "First Horizons"
Old battle calls at night - Sidney Royse Lysaght "First Horizons"
Lightning flashes old ghost on my blade - Laura Ma "Cradling Fish"
Old sweetness like a breaking grief - James Allan Mackereth "Ioläus"
Vast as empires famed of old - Mrs Elizabeth A (MacQueen) MacLeod "Canada"
Drunk with old wine of love - Fiona MacLeod "The Songs of Ethlenn Stuart"
Swaddled in old newsprint and hope - Toby MacNutt "When You Read this Debris"
Old blood dripping from their lips - Michael Marsh "Gargoyle Poems: Spiders Dance"
Buries old habits for centuries - Herbert Woodward Martin "A Sonnet for Judith"
The courts of old Atlantis rose - John Masefield "Fragments"
Songs like old mulled wine - John Masefield "The Golden City of St. Mary"
Firm in old bones your walls' foundations stand - John Masefield "The Haunted"
Grown old with sorrowing men - John Masefield "King Cole"
A haughty old copper-bound albatross - John Masefield "Sea-Change"
A fine old salt-sea scavenger - John Masefield "The Tarry Buccaneer"
Where the wild old Atlantic is shouting - John Masefield "A Wanderer's Song"
Old skill in hateful wizardries - John Masefield "When Bony Death"
The train of an old idea - Donna Masini "A Gate"
Old secrets of the landscape told - Edgar Lee Masters "The Landscape"
Hunkered down in the old fallout shelter - Meep Matsushima "The Believers"
Old trophies, missing years and nameplates - John McCarthy "Ashley, Indiana"
A world the old trees make of water and air - Anne Haven McDonnell "Owl"
Reverting to the old knowing words - Brandy Nālani McDougall "Ka ‘Ōlelo"
When old eternity becomes mossy and gray - James E. McGirt "True Love"
The old fever seizes me - Claude McKay "Futility"
An old wine has intoxicated me - Claude McKay "On a Primitive Canoe"
The way old grief is gentle - Rachel McKibbens "Untitled"
An old hinge creaking in silence - Maureen N. McLane "Populating Heaven"
In the weather of an old day - Maureen N. McLane "Some Say"
Drinking deep of an old delight - Louis J. McQuilland "The Ballad of Sir Kevin O'Keane"
Legs entwined in that old ratty blanket of inevitability - Lynette Mejía "Harrowing"
Beware Old Kraken's pledge of faith - George Meredith "Archduchess Anne"
The reed of the old moaning waste - George Meredith "A Later Alexandrian"
An old flag and some yellow rocks - Joanne Merriam "Surface Properties"
Traverse at will Old Neptune's domain - Clara A. Merrill "The Old State of Maine"
Used to cast old tales and illusions - W.S. Merwin "The Chinese Mountain Fox"
And the light is old again - W.S. Merwin "The Nomad Flute"
Threads of old sound heard - W.S. Merwin "Remembering"
Their big old hearts pounding under your wheels - Sara S. Messenger "Ampersand"
Unremembered as old rain - Edna St Vincent Millay "Passer Mortuus Est"
And broke the dial stone of old Time - Dugald Moore "To the Clyde"
Frames an old grudge - Marianne Moore "The Past Is the Present"
That old familiar sense of going nowhere - Sarah Kathryn Moore "Excerpts from the Dr. Sexpot Saga"
With the halo of new dreams and the hallow of old - William Moore "Dusk Song"
A man grown old in in life's dreaming - William Moore "It Was Not Fate"
Branches sliced from the trunk of an old tree - Tyler Mortensen-Hayes "After the Heartbreak"
Fresh snow that fell on old snow - Stanley Moss "Winter Flowers"
Too old for eternities - Walter Dean Myers "Caroline Fleming, 42, Live-in Maid"
Unageing priestess of old mysteries - Sarojini Naidu "Imperial Delhi"
That hastens to forget old longings - Sarojini Naidu "Past and Future"
The sword of old battles, the crown of old kings - Sarojini Naidu "Wandering Singers"
Old flints to kindle ancient lamps - Pablo Neruda "Arise to Birth" transl. by Nathaniel Tarn
How old is November? - Pablo Neruda "The Book of Questions: XI" transl. by William O'Daly
Like an old buried tear - Pablo Neruda "Born in the Woods" translated by Donald D. Walsh
Saw old melancholy approach - Pablo Neruda "Letter to Miguel Otero Silva, in Caracas (1949)" transl. by Jack Schmitt
Born with a surname of old oaks - Pablo Neruda "My Name Was Reyes" transl. by William O'Daly
Climb on my old suffering like ivy - Pablo Neruda "So that You Will Hear Me" transl. by W.S. Merwin
Blood of old supplications - Pablo Neruda "So that You Will Hear Me" transl. by W.S. Merwin
Before the old rose grew pale - E. Nesbit "True Love and New Love"
The old chest which crouches over secrets - Mari Ness "Gretel's Bones"
Old love shall dwell with old delight - Henry Newbolt "To a River in the South"
Grow old bones to eat pain - Hoa Nguyen "Crow Pheasant"
Old visions unheeded dance - John G. Nicolay, Private Secretary to President Lincoln "On Guard" [The Continental Monthly v.II no.VI, Dec. 1862]
The old men twisted the dusty promises - Margaret Noodin "The Promisers" transl. by the author
Possibly able to avoid old battlefields - Margaret Noodin "We Give Them" transl. by the author
Old images of forgotten kings - Alfred Noyes "Avicenna's Dream"
Still echoing its old wrath - Alfred Noyes "Lamarck, Lavoisier, and Ninety-Three"
Live inside his old words - Naomi Shihab Nye "Ellipse"
Old roots twisted beyond our worry - Naomi Shihab Nye "Grandfathers Say"
This bard from an old and distant city - Romeo Oriogun "Griot of Strange Places"
Only the old dead dreams a-fluttering go - Seumas O'Sullivan "The Twilight People"
Its old singing ancestry - Grace Paley "Night Morning"
And our ballast is old wine - Thomas Love Peacock "The Men of Gotham"
Broken chains, lying cankered with old blood-drops - George B. Peck "The Vision: Inscribed to Teachers to Contrabands in the South" [The Continental Monthly v.6 no.6, Dec. 1864]
Old worm of wrapped-up gossamer - Walter S. Percy "The Chrysalis"
Old maid or dreadnought - Kiki Petrosino "Doubloon Oath"
My old terror stabs me in the neck - Kiki Petrosino "Purgatorio"
Abandoned old jetties just under the water - Patrick Philips "Elegy with Oil in the Bilge"
All the sweetness of old days - Stephen Phillips "Orestes"
The old thoughts fluttering in a lonely mind - A. Pickler "At Achensee, Tirol" transl. by T.M. Kettle
Old caves of calcium icicles - Sylvia Plath "Nick and the Candlestick"
Melancholy like an old brown sweater - Katha Pollitt "Happiness Writes White"
He's old as all the years there are - Miriam Clark Potter "The Star-Lighter"
Give rather back the old hallucinations - Margaret J. Preston "The Hermit's Vigil" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.11, no.24, Mar. 1873] (appears to be a typo in the poet's name: Margaret J. Prestox at the end of the poem. I'm assuming it should be Preston)
The madness when the old gods rave - Herbert Randall "The Dream That's in the Sea"
The old new moon hung high - Herbert Randall "The Old Bush Pasture"
An old clock in the corner stands - A.J. Requier "The Phantasmagoria: A Legend of Eld" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIV no.2, Feb. 1849]
Building my next in the old apple-tree - Ruth Revere "A Bluebird's Song"
With the old wolf inside him unfed - "Rhyming Ruminations on Old London Bridge" [The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.20, no.557, 14 July 1832]
An old trigonometry still true - Adrienne Rich "Midnight Salvage"
And the old revolutionary road breaks off into shadows - Adrienne Rich "What Kind of Times Are These"
Five-pierced with old pain - Lola Ridge "After the Recital (To Roland Hayes)"
Hers by old certitude of use - Lola Ridge "Chinese Print (To E.A.K.)"
Old fiery poisons burst their fragile goblets - Lola Ridge "Czar's Watch"
Old wisdoms of the loam - Lola Ridge "Firehead part I: He 2: The Man from Joppa"
Dissolved like an old moon - Lola Ridge "Firehead part II: John: He walks at dawn in a wood without Jerusalem"
Old thoughts, dry as snuff - Lola Ridge "The Ghetto"
As one who fears old ambush - Lola Ridge "Shadow"
Old as song - Lola Ridge "Sons of Belial"
Of old harsh remedies - Lola Ridge "South-East Wind"
Life deleted of its old raw fire - Lola Ridge "The White Bird"
Scattering the peace of old dust - Lola Ridge "Wind Rising in the Alleys"
Sunset like the parting of old acquaintances - Rihaku "Four Poems of Departure: Taking Leave of a Friend" transl. by Ezra Pound
The echoes of old voices - James Whitcombe Riley "The Song I Never Sing"
The fragments only of your old name - Rainer Maria Rilke from The Book of Hours (translated by Babette Deutsch)
And hear the skylarks calling to a heart that's growing old - Lloyd Roberts "The Homesteader"
Old to the soul when the stars were new - Lloyd Roberts "There's Music in My Heart To-day"
That sang to rest old bones of warriors - Edwin Arlington Robinson "The Dark Hills"
A sense of ocean and old trees - Edwin Arlington Robinson "Eros Turannos"
An old shrine forgotten in a forest of new trees - Edwin Arlington Robinson "The False Gods"
Old record of loves and tears - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"
Smile at my old white years - Rennell Rodd "By the South Sea"
The old man laughed in the thunder - Rennell Rodd "The Sea-King's Grave"
The New Moon reviving old desires - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"
A melody old as rain and excellent of voice - Mark Rudolph "Surreal Wedding"
Like an old wolf in his lair - John Russell "The Old Viking" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.115-v.III, 13 March 1886]
The echoes of all the old songs - Abram Joseph Ryan (aka Father Ryan) "Song of the Deathless Voice"
And down in a garden old with years - Carl Sandburg "Follies"
Let me lift and loosen old foundations - Carl Sandburg "Prayers of Steel"
When cruel old campaigners win safe through - Siegfried Sassoon "The Death-Bed"
The old are changed, deposed or dead - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"
Shall the old eons bring me no repose? - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"
Old Babylon etched on the night - Edwin Davies Schoonmaker "New York"
Questions as old as light - Nicole Sealey "cento for the night i said, 'i love you'"
Luring me on as of old - Robert W. Service "The Spell of the Yukon"
Outside the old pickle shop - Diane Seuss "Curl"
Plague of old refurbished buildings - Salik Shah "Field Notes"
Old men of less truth than tongue - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XVII"
Making beautiful old time - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CVI"
Saw in sleep old palaces and towers - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Ode to the West Wind"
Where of old our eyes were opened - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: I. In the North"
Of all old hours and places - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: VII. Three Grey Days"
Where the old April wait, unfaltering - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: The House of Sin"
Choose, of all the old dreams, one - Francis Sherman "In Memorabilia Mortis"
Finally ready to give that old life away - Joyce Sidman "Lament for My Old Life"
Old foundations where the baleful passions sleep - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "The Ploughing of the Sword"
carved me from the old mesquite that stretched impossibly - ire'ne lara silva "me llamo viento"
The old complaint of love and dollars - Bruce Smith "What Are They Doing in the Next Room"
Phantoms of some old storm's death-driven Titans - Clark Ashton Smith "The Masque of Forsaken Gods"
Loose all burden of old woes - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"
Sang rhapsodies on an old banjo - Richard Solomon "How Nightmares Began"
Two old swans landing downstream - Richard Solomon "The River Through Your Eyes (For Linda)"
The old egg of my desire - "Sonnet Found in a Deserted Mad House"
Old acacias that suffer from insomnia - Marin Sorescu "Carbon Paper" transl. by Michael Hamburger
Overgrowne with dust and old decay - Edmund Spenser "The House of Richesse"
Wake the fires of old tradition - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Flood-Tide"
Amid old elms and older mansions - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Freshet: A Connecticut Idyl"
Till you and I and Time are old - James Stephens "By Ana Liffey"
Old pipers of the Age of Gold - James Stephens "By Ana Liffey"
More than a thousand ages old - James Stephens "The Old Man"
The purple kingdoms of the old mirage - George Sterling "The Pathfinders"
Tender as sleep to old regret - George Sterling "The Strange Bird"
The dew of old devotions - Wallace Stevens "Peter Quince at the Clavier"
Any old chimera of the grave - Wallace Stevens "Sunday Morning"
In an old chaos of the sun - Wallace Stevens "Sunday Morning"
Kind folks of old, you come again no more - Robert Louis Stevenson "Home No More Home to Me"
Weave a chaplet for the Old Year's bier - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "November"
Turn the old sands in the failing glass of Time - R. H. Stoddard "The World" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIV no.2, Feb. 1849]
And only ghosts of old pale Sorrows walk - Arthur Stringer "Sappho in Leucadia"
That had sighed to her light of old - Arthur Stringer "A Summer Night"
Connoisseur of old thoughts - Marion Strobel "Collectors"
A feud too old to settle - Muriel Stuart "Mrs. Effingham's Swan Song"
Your old foolish judgments of desire - Muriel Stuart "The New Aspasia"
Old as Lebanon cedars - Marguerite Swawite "I Am Woman"
Over all old things and all things dear - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Leave Taking"
The cold old crimes and the deeds thrown by - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"
All the old scars of former battles bleed - Carmen Sylva "Unrest"
All this youth in Earth's old veins - Bayard Taylor "Ariel in the Cloven Pine" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIV no.5, May 1849]
All those old stories about your burning rivers - Keith Taylor "Dear Erie"
The old oaks tossing in their mortal glory - Keith Taylor "Under Their Mortal Glory"
Remembers now no old sweet strain - Sidney R. Thompson "At Waking" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.108-v.III, 23 Jan. 1886]
The bitter old and wrinkled truth - James Thomson "The City of Dreadful Night"
Each tendril the old welcome gives - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: VIII. The Lery"
Caught old Time with potent spells - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: XI. Shells"
Where the old names went - Leah Tieger "I-30, I-20, Farm to Market Road"
Old liqueurs in leather kegs - Iris Tree "[Many things I'd find to charm you]"
In rags of old desires - Iris Tree "[Woods of brown gloom sombring with the hush of death]"
Cynical, moon-scarred and old - Louis Untermeyer "Summer Night--Broadway"
All the old and heartless gods - Louis Untermeyer "Two Funerals"
Old snow in their shade - John Updike "Stretch"
In the lobster-infested ruins of old Atlantis - Catherynne M. Valente "Aquaman and the Duality of Self/Other, America, 1985"
Where the old songs still echo like sonar - Catherynne M. Valente "Aquaman and the Duality of Self/Other, America, 1985"
The old school gods knew the value of silence - Catherynne M. Valente "Mouse Koan"
Re-staging that same old Cretaceous deathmatch - Catherynne M. Valente "What the Dragon Said: A Love Story"
They never fool Old Father Time - Rudolph Valentino "Cap and Bells (To F.)"
Old stories etched on the lifeline of my father's palm - Georgiana Valoyce-Sanchez "A Light to Do Shellwork By"
Only the dead this morning are not old - Mark Van Doren "In Time of Drouth"
The sere old fishermen of madness - Emile Verhaeren "Les Villages Illusoires: The Fishermen" transl. by Alma Strettell
Could blot out all those old arguments - Ursula Vernon "It Was a Day"
Only a scrap of paper, old and worn - H.K.W. "Lines Written After Perusing a Letter Written by Robert Burns" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.737, 9 Feb. 1878]
The holly bright shone on the old oak wall - Susan E. Wallace "The Mistletoe Bough"
The old man weeps for his fairy bride - Susan E. Wallace "The Mistletoe Bough"
A dark-abyss master grown old - Wang An-Shih "At the Shrine-Tower of Ch'an Master Lumen-Serene" transl. by David Hinton
Old, with our crystalline bones of Tao - Wang An-Shih "Flourish Time-worn and I Wander Beguiled and Never Meet" transl. by David Hinton
Grown old in mountain forests - Wang An-Shih "Inviting Integrity-Met to Visit" transl. by David Hinton
Old now, tangled in human form - Wang An-Shih "Old now, tangled" transl. by David Hinton
Blue fingers of the moon still play on my old lute - Wang-Wei "Best Happiness of All" transl. not credited [The Jade Flute, c.1960, Project Gutenberg]
We care not what old Homer tells - J. Wareham "The Trojan War, 1915" [The Anzac Book: Written and Illustrated in Gallipoli by the Men of Anzac, 1916]
Old Ocean with its ceaseless roar - James E. Waters [Wild Pigeon] "Montauk"
Vexed with phantoms old - William Watson "The Blind Summit"
In an old coat and a faded gown - Mary Webb "Market Day"
Where high walls shade the steep old streets - Mary Webb "Market Day"
The old foot-bridge and the murmuring mill - Mrs. Amelia B. Welby "The Brother's Lament"
All the old life bubbling up in me - Edith Wharton "The First Year [All Souls' Day]"
All the old wonder of your eyes - John Hall Wheelock "Phantom"
The old sorrow we loved before - John Hall Wheelock "Sorrowful Freedom"
Old, harsh voices of debate - John Greenleaf Whittier "My Birthday"
'Twixt Yankee pedlers and old gods - John Greenleaf Whittier "Snow-Bound"
The weird palimpsest old and vast - John Greenleaf Whittier "Snow-Bound"
Too brimming with old days - Margaret Widdemer "Old Wine"
The doing of old things - Ella Wheeler Wilcox "The Things That Count"
Lining the way to an old altar - William Carlos Williams "March"
Of winter branches and old bones - William Carlos Williams "The Soughing Wind"
Old heroic souls unblest - Charlotte Wilson "The Heart Knoweth"
Modern and old elements stacked together - Michelle Wirth "Campus"
Old at the birth of the river - Humbert Wolfe "Sometimes When I Think of Love"
That old magic was Astarte's - Humbert Wolfe "Wheels 1919"
Where questions are decades old - Nicholas Wong "101, Taipei"
The old fruitless quest of ardent youth - Constance Fenimore Woolson "Commonplace" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.11, no.23, Feb. 1873]
In the unfeeling armour of old time - William Wordsworth "Lines Suggested by a Picture of Peele Castle in a Storm, Painted by Sir George Beaumont"
Hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn - William Wordsworth "The World Is Too Much With Us"
Castle of old rag and bone - Valerie Worth "Rat"
Who in old times endured this dread - Elinor Wylie "Atavism"
New vows from the old - Jenny Xie "Ongoing"
A past rinsed clear of old tradition - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"
That my old care may cease - W.B. Yeats "The Poet pleads with the Elemental Powers"
The squirrels go to stir up their old quarrels - Stephen Yenser "Vertumnal [excerpt]"
With burdens of old leaves - Jane Yolen "Here Where the Path of Healing Starts"
Where old sorrows lie forgotten - Francis Brett Young "Thamar (To Thamar Karsavina)"
Over the backbones of old stones - Veronica Zondek "cold fire 11" transl. by Katherine Silver
The delicate scent of age-old dreams - Naomi Long Madgett "Funereal"
From age-old tombs in dim dimensions hid - Duane W. Rimel "Dreams of Yith" [Fantasy Fan v.1, no.11, July 1934]
Wet eyes hungry for decades-old debts - Angela Liu "The Final Trick"
Joy sufficient for my life-old thirst - Naomi Long Madgett "Old Wine"
Alone in her frail old age to grieve - "Heigh-Ho!" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCI, May 1848, v.LXIII]
To him in his old age came greatness - Victor Hugo "Boaz Asleep" transl. not credited
One of those old-fashioned peeping keyholes - Nickole Brown "A Prayer to Talk to Animals"
With the innards from an old fashioned clock - G. O. Clark "Mary Has a Prophetic Vision"
On the worn book of old-golden song - Robert Frost "Waiting-- Afield at Dusk"
Old World.
Two-million-year-old currents - Tyree Daye "Gin River"
Turn to the older congress of the sun - Kimberly Blaeser "A Quest for Universal Suffrage"
A dance older than the shape of human bone - Gabriel Ertsgaard "Stardust Word"
In silent places an older silence broods - Robin Flower "The Pipes"
I remember an ancient sea and mountains older - Robin Flower "The Pipes"
Outcast of the older lands - Sharlot M. Hall "The West"
her maiden name clotted in a map older than 'america' - DaMaris B. Hill "Come. Pray. Know"
Older than the flow of human blood - Langston Hughes "The Negro Speaks of Rivers"
Older than any poem - Galway Kinnell "Last Holy Fragrance"
Fronds unfurl from the joints of older ones - Jennifer L. Knox "The Cliffs Above Oswald"
Older and stranger than speech - Emily Lawless "From the Burren VI: Is It Love? Is It Hate?"
An older, dreamier creed behind - Emily Lawless "The Inalienable Heritage"
Stronger and older than peak and than boulder - Robert MacFarlane and Jackie Morris "raven"
An older utterance out of the shadows - W.S. Merwin "The Causeway"
Where older waters swell - Dorothy Parker "Hearthside"
A poetry older than hatred - Adrienne Rich "An Atlas of the Difficult World"
Snows that are older than history - Robert W. Service "The Spell of the Yukon"
Amid old elms and older mansions - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Freshet: A Connecticut Idyl"
By those hours marked older - May Swenson "Sleeping Overnight on the Shore"
On the twilight of older faces - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"
Wake alone and older - John Updike "Endpoint"
Older than the first burst of stars exploding the darkness - Georgiana Valoyce-Sanchez "There Is a Fire"
Go out and gather the oldest fires of the universe - Russell Brakefield "The Perseids"
Fallen into place beside the oldest stones - James Salvius Cheng "Cat Amongst the Cabbages"
The oldest sin of the world - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"
Oldest vowels of mourners' mouths - Leah Naomi Green "Yahrzeit"
An answer of the oldest unspoken question - Yusef Komunyakaa "The Leopard"
Wiser than the oldest language - Rickey Laurentiis "Epithalamion"
The oldest dust of it is sweetest - Alice Notley "At Night the States"
Constant since the oldest maps - Kay Ryan "Gaps"
Till oldest wisdom rose to shake hands with the new - J.S.B. "Farewell to the Rhine: Lines Written at Bonn" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCXXXVII, v.LXXI, Mar. 1852]
Blinking through the oldest tree of wisdom - Iris Tree "[Old woman forever sitting]"
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