Potential Titles: Win/Won
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somethingdarkerHow to Win Enemies & Alienate People - Duane Ackerson "The War on Terror"
Charm him with winning wiles - Elizabeth Akers "Love's Flitting"
With all my winnings lost - Daisy Aldan "Your Letter"
A chance such prize of winning - Ellen Tracy Alden "Jungenthor, the Giant"
Rich in rhetoric's winning wiles - Benjamin West Ball "To --"
What if the grave wins - Robert Bly "How Mirabai Did Not Care"
That wins the pity of a sky - Max Bodenheim "City Streets"
Win the drifting pension of dust - Maxwell Bodenheim "The Incurable Mystic Answers Western Ambitions"
Flaunt the winnings of your thieveries - Sterling A. Brown "To a Certain Lady, in Her Garden"
Patient toil does not suffice to win - Olivia Ward Bush-Banks "Heart-Throbs"
To win a wise and bloodless victory - Calder Campbell "Sonnet [Too much--too much we make Earth's shadows fall]" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.308, 24 Nov. 1849]
To win the nobler song - Susan Coolidge "Prelude"
However slight the winning - Joseph Seamon Cotter Sr. "Dr. Booker T. Washington to the National Negro Business League"
Win a glimpse of all the sport within - Palmer Cox "The Brownies' Candy-Pull"
To win the crown of all the year - Walter Crane "Queen Summer; Or, The Tourney of the Lily and the Rose"
Whose pallid cheek might win a fiend to spare - C.W. Day "Lines to J.T. of Ireland" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]
Winning worship from the common eye - "False Estimations" [The Continental Monthly v.3 no.3, March 1863]
The Squire's blade wins the battle - Eleanor Farjeon "The Quest"
Those old rocks break the hill that we the heights should win - James Elroy Flecker "Areiya"
To win the dust of time - S. Virginia French "The 'Still Small Voice'"
Winning all the wonder from the light - Zona Gale "Wonder"
And all of them helping the devil to win - "The Game of Fate" [The Continental Monthly March 1862]
To win their long sought prize - Alfred C. Gellis "To the Wenem Mame River"
Winning Love's alchemic power - Hafiz "The Divan XLII" (translated by H. Bicknell)
Where Death stood to win - Thomas Hardy "Before Marching, and After"
To win, to weigh, to sort and sift - Henry Clayton Hopkins "To --"
Winners yet in its tender shine - E.W. Hornung "The Ballad of Ensign Joy"
The Porous Plaster wins because it sticks - Wallace Irwin "The Love Sonnets of a Car Conductor"
Wins a defeat with victory - "It Still Moves" [The Continental Monthly v.3 no.1, March 1863]
Winners of the wars against breathing - June Jordan "Roman Poem Number Thirteen"
To win the demon's grace - Kalidasa "The Birth of the War-God: Canto Second: The Address to Brahma" transl. by Ralph T.H. Griffith
A melancholy spirit well might win - John Keats "Endymion, Book I [A thing of beauty is a joy for ever]"
Shall win completeness perfect as the sun - Lucy Larcom "The City Lights"
That win their colour from the day - Richard Le Gallienne "Ad Cimmerios"
Can you win a game you've played alone? - Donna Masini "My Father Teaches Me to Play Solitaire"
My hostile heart to win - Claude McKay "The City's Love"
The wolves are winning - Kamilah Aisha Moon "Overheard on Bedford Avenue"
When David's winning son rebelled - C.L.P. "Tidings of Victory" [The Continental Monthly v.6 no.6, Dec. 1864]
You cannot win an argument with a hammer & nail - Alexandra Lytton Regalado "¿Qué Quiere, Corazón?"
The shame I win for singing - Edwin Arlington Robinson "Dear Friends"
Wins our hearts with one accord - Christina Rossetti "Christmas Day"
When cruel old campaigners win safe through - Siegfried Sassoon "The Death-Bed"
Must win some flaming, fatal climax - Siegfried Sassoon "Dreamers"
Yet the Wild must win in the end - Robert W. Service "The Heart of the Sourdough"
To win me soon to hell - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXLIV"
And win with the devil's dice - Dora Sigerson Shorter "Banagher Rhue"
Taught me a hundred ways to win - Richard Solomon "A Toast for Ed"
And win the love of ages after - Tao Yuan-ming aka T'ao Ch'ien "Substance, Shadow, and Spirit" transl. by Burton Watson
A loser on a winning streak - Ocean Vuong "Beautiful Short Loser"
Straining to win that soft sequestered note - Edith Wharton "Nightingales in Provence"
Maintenance itself is never won - J.M. Allen "Maintenance"
The cicadas have won over the echo - Russell Brakefield "After the Labor Day Procession"
Whose place of rest is won - Elizabeth Barrett Browning "The Words of Rosalind's Scroll"
Let thy first lessons from nature be won - Calder Campbell "Under the Palms" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal no.455, 18 Sept. 1852]
The mirror won the battle - Victoria Chang "OBIT [Friendships]"
Won by individual thought - Arthur Hugh Clough "Blessed Are They that Have Not Seen!"
Never won an inch of star - Leonard Cohen "The Way Back"
As other Nymphs are won - George Crabbe "The Village: Book II"
Now all that I desired so dear is won - Christine de Pisan "Ballad [Verily, Love, I have no language, none" (transl. by Laurence Binyon and Eric Robert Dalrymple Maclagan)
Deny me the dues I had won - "The Flower of Nut-Brown Maids" transl. by Eleanor Hull
When fame is won and withered - G.G. Foster "To an Old Rock"
These bright guerdons of renown are won - Thomas Gent "The Grave of Dibdin"
Scarce a tithe of all that host that won back home again - "Holger Danske and Stout Didrik" transl. by E.M. Smith-Dampier
A boon won from silence - Jean Ingelow "Songs on the Voices of Birds: A Poet in His Youth, and the Cuckoo-Bird"
Engagements where I won my Brazen Spurs - Wallace Irwin "The Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám Jr."
Opulence waits to be won - Emily Pauline Johnson "Brandon"
Hard won by cosmic art - Charles Bertram Johnson "Negro Poets"
Won from the gaze of many centuries - John Keats "Hyperion"
Yet Judith, till her war was won - Vachel Lindsay "A Rhyme for All Zionists: The Eyes of Queen Esther, and How they Conquered King Ahasuerus"
Not to be won with engine of war - "The Long Ballad of Sir Marsk Stig (Extract)" transl. by E.M. Smith-Dampier
Of a landfall won barely - Carl Phillips "Said the Horse to the Light"
And Socrates won hemlock - Alan Porter "Life and Luxury"
Sparred the light for windows and won - Gaia Rajan "Dent"
Deaf to the tale of our victories won - Sir Walter Scott "Song"
Have won at last this little portion of content - Francis Sherman "A Prelude"
Won an instant from oblivion - Arthur Symons "Stella Maris"
Won from the rays slipped off the sun - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: XI. Shells"
May still be won in beauty's bowers - J.A. Tinnon "I'll Blame Thee Not"
Gorgeous scars won from wrestling with a forklift - Vincent Toro "¿Que Que La Femme?"
Whirl till our whim is won - Margaret Widdemer "A New Spinning Song"
Trophies won while we ran - Zitkála-Šá "The Indian's Awakening"
On some hard-won eminence of hope - Don Marquis "The Comrade"
A task undone and a prize unwon - George Blackstone Field "Yesterday"
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Charm him with winning wiles - Elizabeth Akers "Love's Flitting"
With all my winnings lost - Daisy Aldan "Your Letter"
A chance such prize of winning - Ellen Tracy Alden "Jungenthor, the Giant"
Rich in rhetoric's winning wiles - Benjamin West Ball "To --"
What if the grave wins - Robert Bly "How Mirabai Did Not Care"
That wins the pity of a sky - Max Bodenheim "City Streets"
Win the drifting pension of dust - Maxwell Bodenheim "The Incurable Mystic Answers Western Ambitions"
Flaunt the winnings of your thieveries - Sterling A. Brown "To a Certain Lady, in Her Garden"
Patient toil does not suffice to win - Olivia Ward Bush-Banks "Heart-Throbs"
To win a wise and bloodless victory - Calder Campbell "Sonnet [Too much--too much we make Earth's shadows fall]" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.308, 24 Nov. 1849]
To win the nobler song - Susan Coolidge "Prelude"
However slight the winning - Joseph Seamon Cotter Sr. "Dr. Booker T. Washington to the National Negro Business League"
Win a glimpse of all the sport within - Palmer Cox "The Brownies' Candy-Pull"
To win the crown of all the year - Walter Crane "Queen Summer; Or, The Tourney of the Lily and the Rose"
Whose pallid cheek might win a fiend to spare - C.W. Day "Lines to J.T. of Ireland" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]
Winning worship from the common eye - "False Estimations" [The Continental Monthly v.3 no.3, March 1863]
The Squire's blade wins the battle - Eleanor Farjeon "The Quest"
Those old rocks break the hill that we the heights should win - James Elroy Flecker "Areiya"
To win the dust of time - S. Virginia French "The 'Still Small Voice'"
Winning all the wonder from the light - Zona Gale "Wonder"
And all of them helping the devil to win - "The Game of Fate" [The Continental Monthly March 1862]
To win their long sought prize - Alfred C. Gellis "To the Wenem Mame River"
Winning Love's alchemic power - Hafiz "The Divan XLII" (translated by H. Bicknell)
Where Death stood to win - Thomas Hardy "Before Marching, and After"
To win, to weigh, to sort and sift - Henry Clayton Hopkins "To --"
Winners yet in its tender shine - E.W. Hornung "The Ballad of Ensign Joy"
The Porous Plaster wins because it sticks - Wallace Irwin "The Love Sonnets of a Car Conductor"
Wins a defeat with victory - "It Still Moves" [The Continental Monthly v.3 no.1, March 1863]
Winners of the wars against breathing - June Jordan "Roman Poem Number Thirteen"
To win the demon's grace - Kalidasa "The Birth of the War-God: Canto Second: The Address to Brahma" transl. by Ralph T.H. Griffith
A melancholy spirit well might win - John Keats "Endymion, Book I [A thing of beauty is a joy for ever]"
Shall win completeness perfect as the sun - Lucy Larcom "The City Lights"
That win their colour from the day - Richard Le Gallienne "Ad Cimmerios"
Can you win a game you've played alone? - Donna Masini "My Father Teaches Me to Play Solitaire"
My hostile heart to win - Claude McKay "The City's Love"
The wolves are winning - Kamilah Aisha Moon "Overheard on Bedford Avenue"
When David's winning son rebelled - C.L.P. "Tidings of Victory" [The Continental Monthly v.6 no.6, Dec. 1864]
You cannot win an argument with a hammer & nail - Alexandra Lytton Regalado "¿Qué Quiere, Corazón?"
The shame I win for singing - Edwin Arlington Robinson "Dear Friends"
Wins our hearts with one accord - Christina Rossetti "Christmas Day"
When cruel old campaigners win safe through - Siegfried Sassoon "The Death-Bed"
Must win some flaming, fatal climax - Siegfried Sassoon "Dreamers"
Yet the Wild must win in the end - Robert W. Service "The Heart of the Sourdough"
To win me soon to hell - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXLIV"
And win with the devil's dice - Dora Sigerson Shorter "Banagher Rhue"
Taught me a hundred ways to win - Richard Solomon "A Toast for Ed"
And win the love of ages after - Tao Yuan-ming aka T'ao Ch'ien "Substance, Shadow, and Spirit" transl. by Burton Watson
A loser on a winning streak - Ocean Vuong "Beautiful Short Loser"
Straining to win that soft sequestered note - Edith Wharton "Nightingales in Provence"
Maintenance itself is never won - J.M. Allen "Maintenance"
The cicadas have won over the echo - Russell Brakefield "After the Labor Day Procession"
Whose place of rest is won - Elizabeth Barrett Browning "The Words of Rosalind's Scroll"
Let thy first lessons from nature be won - Calder Campbell "Under the Palms" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal no.455, 18 Sept. 1852]
The mirror won the battle - Victoria Chang "OBIT [Friendships]"
Won by individual thought - Arthur Hugh Clough "Blessed Are They that Have Not Seen!"
Never won an inch of star - Leonard Cohen "The Way Back"
As other Nymphs are won - George Crabbe "The Village: Book II"
Now all that I desired so dear is won - Christine de Pisan "Ballad [Verily, Love, I have no language, none" (transl. by Laurence Binyon and Eric Robert Dalrymple Maclagan)
Deny me the dues I had won - "The Flower of Nut-Brown Maids" transl. by Eleanor Hull
When fame is won and withered - G.G. Foster "To an Old Rock"
These bright guerdons of renown are won - Thomas Gent "The Grave of Dibdin"
Scarce a tithe of all that host that won back home again - "Holger Danske and Stout Didrik" transl. by E.M. Smith-Dampier
A boon won from silence - Jean Ingelow "Songs on the Voices of Birds: A Poet in His Youth, and the Cuckoo-Bird"
Engagements where I won my Brazen Spurs - Wallace Irwin "The Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám Jr."
Opulence waits to be won - Emily Pauline Johnson "Brandon"
Hard won by cosmic art - Charles Bertram Johnson "Negro Poets"
Won from the gaze of many centuries - John Keats "Hyperion"
Yet Judith, till her war was won - Vachel Lindsay "A Rhyme for All Zionists: The Eyes of Queen Esther, and How they Conquered King Ahasuerus"
Not to be won with engine of war - "The Long Ballad of Sir Marsk Stig (Extract)" transl. by E.M. Smith-Dampier
Of a landfall won barely - Carl Phillips "Said the Horse to the Light"
And Socrates won hemlock - Alan Porter "Life and Luxury"
Sparred the light for windows and won - Gaia Rajan "Dent"
Deaf to the tale of our victories won - Sir Walter Scott "Song"
Have won at last this little portion of content - Francis Sherman "A Prelude"
Won an instant from oblivion - Arthur Symons "Stella Maris"
Won from the rays slipped off the sun - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: XI. Shells"
May still be won in beauty's bowers - J.A. Tinnon "I'll Blame Thee Not"
Gorgeous scars won from wrestling with a forklift - Vincent Toro "¿Que Que La Femme?"
Whirl till our whim is won - Margaret Widdemer "A New Spinning Song"
Trophies won while we ran - Zitkála-Šá "The Indian's Awakening"
On some hard-won eminence of hope - Don Marquis "The Comrade"
A task undone and a prize unwon - George Blackstone Field "Yesterday"
Navigation Links:
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Go to author indices.
Go to word indices.
Go to category indices.
