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Potential Titles: Wither
That withers quickly back into dark water - Duane Ackerson "A Ghost Story"
The withered bonds are broken - Richard Aldington "Bromios"
Weeping for withered grief - Auguste Angellier "Tranquil Habit" transl. by Henry van Dyke
Withered leaves and sighing winds - Benjamin West Ball "Monody of the Countess of Nettlestede"
And the rose withers on its virgin thorns - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"
And summer trembling on a withered vine - Arna Bontemps "The Return"
How this withering heart would burn - Charlotte Bronte "Passion"
Time's withered branch dividing - Emily Bronte "Death"
Within the dash of withered bells - Paul Cameron Brown "The Bells"
Go their way like withered dreams - Gerald Bullett "The strength, the mellow music, and the laughter"
The stately mullein rears its brown and withered crest - E.W.C. "November" [The Continental Monthly v.4 no.5, Nov. 1863]
In each withered autumn flower - John R. Chamberlain "Lines"
The blasted trees will not wither - "Cobbe's Prophecies"
His burning glance withered by wasting life - Martha Walker Cook "The Dove" [The Continental Monthly v.5 no.6, June 1864]
Broken from the withering tree - George Crabbe "The Village"
That wither in the hands of light - Olive Custance "Candle-Light"
The peach has already withered - H.D. "Late Spring"
Their withered garlands strew - Sir William Davenant "The Dream"
Burn green shoots with withered scorn - Russell W. Davenport "Five Sonnets I"
Beneath a withered moon - Coningsby Dawson "Hallowe'en"
Until they fall like withered roots - Toi Derricotte "Invisible Dreams"
Red sunbeam athwart the withered leaf - Ignatius L. Donnelly "The Forest Fountain" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.4, April 1852]
Wither away beneath the false one's power - Eliza "The Broken Heart" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]
Withered under blooms of ash - Jennifer Elise Foerster "Hoktvlwv's Crow"
And all my heart-flowers withered - G.G. Foster "To an Old Rock"
When fame is won and withered - G.G. Foster "To an Old Rock"
Scorns a pasture withering to the root - Robert Frost "The Cow in Apple Time"
Up from the tangle of withered weeds - Robert Frost "A Late Walk"
And freshen in this air of withering sweetness - Robert Frost "Waiting-- Afield at Dusk"
Lonely as a withered leaf - David Gray "Despondency"
From the tomb of withered memories - Miss Mattie Griffith "The Deserted"
The all-withering power of Time - Ivor Gurney "Eternal Treasure"
My senses wither - Hadewijch of Brabant (The poem title and translator were not clearly cited in the blog post where I found this.)
Mugwort and orchid alike wither - Han Yu "Autumn Thoughts" transl. by Burton Watson
While the withered leaf is left - Patrick Joseph Hartigan writing as John O'Brien "The Parting Rosary"
Where no flower can wither - George Herbert "The Flower"
home withering to a forest darkened - Jim Heston "In the Time of Lycanthropy"
Mark the flowers how they wither - S.S. Hornor "Stanzas" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.5, Nov. 1848]
A dry whisper of withered rain - Aldous Huxley "Anniversaries"
The withering moon on cloudy stairs - Aldous Huxley "Song of Poplars"
Leads the withering moon on cloudy stairs - Aldous Huxley "Song of Poplars"
Till time withers with his kiss - Joshua Henry Jones "To a Skull"
Nature's pride is now a withered daffodil - Ben Jonson "Echo's Lament for Narcissus"
She does not wither in such winds - Janet Kauffman "Such Winds"
Love its withering sunshine lend - Fanny Kemble "Lines on a Sleeping Child"
Wither our spirits stray - Fanny Kemble "To --- [Is it a sin to wish that I may meet thee]"
Life's sweetest buds fall withered - Fanny Kemble "To a Star"
Where cacti withered and blew away - David C. Kopaska-Merkel "Monoculture"
The houses of withering wax - Philip Lamantia "The Islands of Africa"
The withering scowl of envy - "Lament of Morian Shehone for Miss Mary Rourke" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]
The white-hot noons and their withering fires - Archibald Lampman "Freedom"
Baleful philters, withering spells - Eugene Lee-Hamilton "Isissimus"
Plum petals stuck on a withered twig - Li Ch'ing-chao "[Night comes and, drowsy with drink]" transl. by Burton Watson
On the branches of withered trees - Li Po "Fighting" transl. by Arthur Waley
Withered unsown - Amy Lowell "Before the Altar"
Withered leaves upon the poplars tall - J.R. Lowell "Ballad"
Ten thousand trees wither - Lu Yu "The Stone on the Hilltop" transl. by Burton Watson
Withered, flavorless, lost to stale air - D. Kealiʻi MacKenzie "Miracles Welcome"
Withering on their stalks uneaten - Edna St Vincent Millay "The Poet and His Book"
Where even the wild geese wither - Kenji Miyazawa from "General Son Ba-yu" (translated by John Bester)
The buds of spring grew withered in his grasp - Henry Morford "The Record of December" [Graham's Magazine v.XXII no.12, Dec. 1848]
Only this withered rose - Simone Muench "Wolf Centos"
Faith with withered roots - Ghojimuhemmed Muhemmed "History" transl. by Joshua L. Freeman
That withering care sleeps not beneath - Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton "The Undying One, Canto I"
As the red impatiens wither and brown - January Gill O'Neil "The Blower of Leaves"
All the mystery of withered hope - John Oxenham "God's Handwriting"
Try not to think about withering - Khadijah Queen "A Tiny Now to Feed On"
The withered leaf clings latest to the tree - Quince "Age" [The Knickerbocker v.10 no.3 Sept. 1837]
Withering under a glass dome - Danni Quintos "Age Eleven"
Upon the withered vine of thought - Lola Ridge "Firehead part VI: The Merchant of Babylon 1: Before Dawn"
Distant gardens withered in the heavens - Rainer Maria Rilke "Autumn" transl. by Jessie Lemont
The daylight's withering bequest - Charles Warren Stoddard "Ave Maria Bells"
As a root would wither without rain - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 56: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley
Dew and frost flowering and withering - Tao Yuan-ming aka T'ao Ch'ien "Substance, Shadow, and Spirit" transl. by Burton Watson
The rose that cannot wither - Henry Vaughan "Peace"
In the withered hollow of this land - Oscar Wilde "The New Remorse"
Withered is the guardian flower - William Wordsworth "A Wren's Nest"
Like the breath of morning to half-withered flowers - J. Ives Pease "My Love" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.5, Nov. 1848]
Slow-withering stick and stone - Leonora Speyer "New England Cottage"
Lilies unwithering, magnolias of iron - Lola Ridge "Firehead part V: Peter 2: The Vision of the Church"
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The withered bonds are broken - Richard Aldington "Bromios"
Weeping for withered grief - Auguste Angellier "Tranquil Habit" transl. by Henry van Dyke
Withered leaves and sighing winds - Benjamin West Ball "Monody of the Countess of Nettlestede"
And the rose withers on its virgin thorns - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"
And summer trembling on a withered vine - Arna Bontemps "The Return"
How this withering heart would burn - Charlotte Bronte "Passion"
Time's withered branch dividing - Emily Bronte "Death"
Within the dash of withered bells - Paul Cameron Brown "The Bells"
Go their way like withered dreams - Gerald Bullett "The strength, the mellow music, and the laughter"
The stately mullein rears its brown and withered crest - E.W.C. "November" [The Continental Monthly v.4 no.5, Nov. 1863]
In each withered autumn flower - John R. Chamberlain "Lines"
The blasted trees will not wither - "Cobbe's Prophecies"
His burning glance withered by wasting life - Martha Walker Cook "The Dove" [The Continental Monthly v.5 no.6, June 1864]
Broken from the withering tree - George Crabbe "The Village"
That wither in the hands of light - Olive Custance "Candle-Light"
The peach has already withered - H.D. "Late Spring"
Their withered garlands strew - Sir William Davenant "The Dream"
Burn green shoots with withered scorn - Russell W. Davenport "Five Sonnets I"
Beneath a withered moon - Coningsby Dawson "Hallowe'en"
Until they fall like withered roots - Toi Derricotte "Invisible Dreams"
Red sunbeam athwart the withered leaf - Ignatius L. Donnelly "The Forest Fountain" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.4, April 1852]
Wither away beneath the false one's power - Eliza "The Broken Heart" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]
Withered under blooms of ash - Jennifer Elise Foerster "Hoktvlwv's Crow"
And all my heart-flowers withered - G.G. Foster "To an Old Rock"
When fame is won and withered - G.G. Foster "To an Old Rock"
Scorns a pasture withering to the root - Robert Frost "The Cow in Apple Time"
Up from the tangle of withered weeds - Robert Frost "A Late Walk"
And freshen in this air of withering sweetness - Robert Frost "Waiting-- Afield at Dusk"
Lonely as a withered leaf - David Gray "Despondency"
From the tomb of withered memories - Miss Mattie Griffith "The Deserted"
The all-withering power of Time - Ivor Gurney "Eternal Treasure"
My senses wither - Hadewijch of Brabant (The poem title and translator were not clearly cited in the blog post where I found this.)
Mugwort and orchid alike wither - Han Yu "Autumn Thoughts" transl. by Burton Watson
While the withered leaf is left - Patrick Joseph Hartigan writing as John O'Brien "The Parting Rosary"
Where no flower can wither - George Herbert "The Flower"
home withering to a forest darkened - Jim Heston "In the Time of Lycanthropy"
Mark the flowers how they wither - S.S. Hornor "Stanzas" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.5, Nov. 1848]
A dry whisper of withered rain - Aldous Huxley "Anniversaries"
The withering moon on cloudy stairs - Aldous Huxley "Song of Poplars"
Leads the withering moon on cloudy stairs - Aldous Huxley "Song of Poplars"
Till time withers with his kiss - Joshua Henry Jones "To a Skull"
Nature's pride is now a withered daffodil - Ben Jonson "Echo's Lament for Narcissus"
She does not wither in such winds - Janet Kauffman "Such Winds"
Love its withering sunshine lend - Fanny Kemble "Lines on a Sleeping Child"
Wither our spirits stray - Fanny Kemble "To --- [Is it a sin to wish that I may meet thee]"
Life's sweetest buds fall withered - Fanny Kemble "To a Star"
Where cacti withered and blew away - David C. Kopaska-Merkel "Monoculture"
The houses of withering wax - Philip Lamantia "The Islands of Africa"
The withering scowl of envy - "Lament of Morian Shehone for Miss Mary Rourke" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]
The white-hot noons and their withering fires - Archibald Lampman "Freedom"
Baleful philters, withering spells - Eugene Lee-Hamilton "Isissimus"
Plum petals stuck on a withered twig - Li Ch'ing-chao "[Night comes and, drowsy with drink]" transl. by Burton Watson
On the branches of withered trees - Li Po "Fighting" transl. by Arthur Waley
Withered unsown - Amy Lowell "Before the Altar"
Withered leaves upon the poplars tall - J.R. Lowell "Ballad"
Ten thousand trees wither - Lu Yu "The Stone on the Hilltop" transl. by Burton Watson
Withered, flavorless, lost to stale air - D. Kealiʻi MacKenzie "Miracles Welcome"
Withering on their stalks uneaten - Edna St Vincent Millay "The Poet and His Book"
Where even the wild geese wither - Kenji Miyazawa from "General Son Ba-yu" (translated by John Bester)
The buds of spring grew withered in his grasp - Henry Morford "The Record of December" [Graham's Magazine v.XXII no.12, Dec. 1848]
Only this withered rose - Simone Muench "Wolf Centos"
Faith with withered roots - Ghojimuhemmed Muhemmed "History" transl. by Joshua L. Freeman
That withering care sleeps not beneath - Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton "The Undying One, Canto I"
As the red impatiens wither and brown - January Gill O'Neil "The Blower of Leaves"
All the mystery of withered hope - John Oxenham "God's Handwriting"
Try not to think about withering - Khadijah Queen "A Tiny Now to Feed On"
The withered leaf clings latest to the tree - Quince "Age" [The Knickerbocker v.10 no.3 Sept. 1837]
Withering under a glass dome - Danni Quintos "Age Eleven"
Upon the withered vine of thought - Lola Ridge "Firehead part VI: The Merchant of Babylon 1: Before Dawn"
Distant gardens withered in the heavens - Rainer Maria Rilke "Autumn" transl. by Jessie Lemont
The daylight's withering bequest - Charles Warren Stoddard "Ave Maria Bells"
As a root would wither without rain - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 56: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley
Dew and frost flowering and withering - Tao Yuan-ming aka T'ao Ch'ien "Substance, Shadow, and Spirit" transl. by Burton Watson
The rose that cannot wither - Henry Vaughan "Peace"
In the withered hollow of this land - Oscar Wilde "The New Remorse"
Withered is the guardian flower - William Wordsworth "A Wren's Nest"
Like the breath of morning to half-withered flowers - J. Ives Pease "My Love" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.5, Nov. 1848]
Slow-withering stick and stone - Leonora Speyer "New England Cottage"
Lilies unwithering, magnolias of iron - Lola Ridge "Firehead part V: Peter 2: The Vision of the Church"
Navigation Links:
Go to W word index.
Go to author indices.
Go to word indices.
Go to category indices.