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- About the Shark, phlegmatical one, by Herman Melville
- About the sweet bag of a bee by Robert Herrick
- About the time of Michael’s feast by Bliss Carman and Richard Hovey
- Above her veil a shrouded Moorish maid by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
- Above my head the great pine-branches tower; by George MacDonald
- Above Oblivion’s Tide there is a Pier by Emily Dickinson
- Above the bones by Bret Harte
- Above the Crags that fade and gloom by William Ernest Henley
- Above the forest of the parakeets, by Wallace Stevens
- Above the pines the moon was slowly drifting, by Bret Harte
- Above the ruin of God’s holy place, by Alan Seeger
- Above the shouting of the gale, by Clinton Scollard
- Above yon sombre swell of land by Richard Henry Horne
- Above, the baffled twilight fails; beneath, the by Don Marquis
- Abraham Lincoln is my nam[e] by Abraham Lincoln
- Abraham Lincoln, by Abraham Lincoln
- Abraham to kill him— by Emily Dickinson
- Abrupt the supernatural Cross, by Herman Melville
- Absence disembodies—so does Death by Emily Dickinson
- Absence, hear thou my protestation by John Donne
- Absent from thee, I languish still; by John Wilmot
- Absent Place—an April Day— by Emily Dickinson
- Accept, dear girl, this little token, by Eugene Field
- Accept, thou shrine of my dead saint, by Henry King
- According to the witches’ plan, by E. J. Pratt
- Accursed from their birth they be by Dorothy Parker
- Accuse me not, beseech thee, that I wear by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
- Accuse me thus: that I have scanted all by William Shakespeare
- Achievin’ sech distinction with his moddel tabble dote by Eugene Field
- Acquaintance; companion; by William Butler Yeats
- Across a continent imaginary by Laura (Riding) Jackson
- Across my window glass by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
- Across the brook of Time man leaping goes by Sidney Lanier
- Across the dimly lighted room by Sara Teasdale
- Across the Eastern sky has glowed by Emma Lazarus
- Across the field of day by E. (Edith) Nesbit
- Across the fields of yesterday by Thomas S. Jones, Jr.
- Across the flat and the pastel snow by Dame Edith Sitwell
- Across the hills and down the narrow ways, by Paul Laurence Dunbar
- Across the land a faint blue veil of mist by Siegfried Sassoon
- Across the miles that stretch between, by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
- Across the narrow beach we flit, by Celia Thaxter
- Across the quiet pastures of my soul by E. (Edith) Nesbit
- Across the trackless seas I go, by Adam Lindsay Gordon
- Act first, scene first. A study. Of a kind by Bret Harte
- Adam, a brown old vulture in the rain, by Siegfried Sassoon
- Addict of Punch and Judy shows by Robert Service
- Adeste Fideles laeti triumphantes, by John Francis Wade
- Adieu dear object of my Love’s excess, by Katherine Philips
- Adieu to Belashanny, where I was bred and born; by William Allingham
- Adieu to kindred hearts and home, by Adam Lindsay Gordon
- Adieu, farewell earth’s bliss! by Thomas Nashe
- Adieu, New-England’s smiling meads, by Phillis Wheatley
- Adieu, thou Hill! where early joy by George Gordon Lord Byron
- Adown the west a golden glow by Paul Laurence Dunbar
- Adrift! A little boat adrift! by Emily Dickinson
- Adrift, with starlit skies above, by Andrew Lang
- Advance is Life’s condition by Emily Dickinson
- Ae blink o’ the bonnie new mune, by Isabella Valancy Crawford
- Ae fond kiss, and then we sever; by Robert Burns
- Afar my loyal spirit stirred by Hattie Howard
- Affection’s charm no longer gilds by Bret Harte
- Aflatun and Aristu and King Iskander by James Elroy Flecker
- Afore there was law to fleg us a’, by David Rorie
- Afraid! Of whom am I afraid? by Emily Dickinson
- After a hundred years by Emily Dickinson
- After a long day of work in my hot-houses by Edgar Lee Masters
- After a year I came again to the place; by Sara Teasdale
- After all Birds have been investigated and laid aside— by Emily Dickinson
- After all pleasures as I rid one day, by George Herbert
- after five by E. E. Cummings
- After great pain, a formal feeling comes— by Emily Dickinson
- After I got religion and steadied down by Edgar Lee Masters
- After I had attended lectures by Edgar Lee Masters
- After long labouring in the windy ways, by Henry Newbolt
- After long wars when comes release by Herman Melville
- After looking at one of A.E.’s pictures by J. M. Synge
- After one moment when I bowed my head by G. K. Chesterton
- After so long an absence by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
- After the battles are over, by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
- After the blast of lightning from the east, by Wilfred Owen
- After the burial-parties leave by Rudyard Kipling
- After the fret and failure of this day, by C. S. Lewis
- After the last red sunset glimmer, by Carl Sandburg
- After the May time, and after the June time, by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
- After the movie, when the lights come up, by Conrad Aiken
- After the pangs of a desperate lover, by John Dryden
- After the Sun comes out by Emily Dickinson
- After two sittings, now our Lady State by Andrew Marvell
- After waking at dawn one morning when the wind sang by Carl Sandburg
- After we called the sheriff, they came by Jared Carter
- After working hard all day by Robert Service
- After you have enriched your soul by Edgar Lee Masters
- Again at Christmas did we weave by Alfred Lord Tennyson
- Again I reply to the triple winds by William Carlos Williams
- Again one year in the prime of June, by Bliss Carman
- Again rang out the music of the axe, by Isabella Valancy Crawford
- Again the warm bare earth, the noon by Archibald Lampman
- Again! by James Joyce
- Again—his voice is at the door— by Emily Dickinson
