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- C’était l’explosion du nouvel an : chaos de boue et de neige, traversé by Charles Baudelaire
- C’est l’extase langoureuse, by Paul Verlaine
- C’est la Mort qui console, hélas! et qui fait vivre; by Charles Baudelaire
- C’est plutôt le sabbat du second Faust que l’autre. by Paul Verlaine
- Ca’ the yowes to the knowes, by Robert Burns
- Ca’ the yowes to the knowes, by Robert Burns
- Ca’ the yowes to the knowes, by Isobel Pagan
- Caesar, the amplifier voice, announces by Delmore Schwartz
- Calico Pie, by Edward Lear
- Call for the robin-redbreast and the wren, by John Webster
- Call me not back, O cold and crafty world: by Hanford Lennox Gordon
- Call the roller of big cigars, by Wallace Stevens
- Calm and clear! the bright day is declining, by Adam Lindsay Gordon
- Calm is the morn without a sound, by Alfred Lord Tennyson
- Calm on the bosom of thy God, by Felicia Dorothea Hemans
- Calm was the even, and clear was the sky, by John Dryden
- Calm, sad, secure; behind high convent walls, by Ernest Dowson
- Calme was the day, and through the trembling ayre by Edmund Spenser
- Calmes dans le demi-jour by Paul Verlaine
- Calmly we walk through this April’s day, by Delmore Schwartz
- Came of old to houses lonely by George MacDonald
- Came the great Popinjay by Dame Edith Sitwell
- Came the relief. “What, sentry, ho! by Bret Harte
- Came the same cuckoo’s cry by John Freeman
- Came, on a Sabbath noon, my sweet, by Thomas Ashe
- Camelot by Andrew Lang
- Can I find True-Love a gift by Robert Graves
- Can I see anothers woe, by William Blake
- Can it be right to give what I can give? by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
- Can it be true, so fragrant and so fair, by Thomas Gent
- Can life be a blessing, by John Dryden
- Can we believe—by an effort by H. D.
- Can we not force from widow’d poetry, by Thomas Carew
- Can you recall, dear comrade, when we tramped God’s land together, by Robert Service
- Can you see me, Sasha? by Lola Ridge
- Candor—my tepid friend— by Emily Dickinson
- Candour compels me, BECHER! to commend by George Gordon Lord Byron
- Canst thou, O cruel, say I love thee not, by William Shakespeare
- Captain O’Hare was a mariner brave; by Ellis Parker Butler
- Captain of the Western wood, by Bret Harte
- Captain or Colonel, or Knight in Arms, by John Milton
- Captives by Babel’s limpid streams, by Nannie R. Glass
- Care is all stuff:— by Herman Melville
- Care-charming Sleep, thou easer of all woes, by John Fletcher
- Careful Observers may fortel the Hour by Jonathan Swift
- Carlyle combined the lit’ry life by Dorothy Parker
- Carry me out by William Ernest Henley
- Cars breed like rats in Jakarta, by S. K. Kelen
- Cast our cares and caps away: by John Fletcher
- Caught Susanner whistlin’; well, by Paul Laurence Dunbar
- Cauld blew the blast frae East to Wast, by David Rorie
- Ce jour je m’étais penché sur ton sommeil. by Paul Verlaine
- Ce me va hormis l’y taire by Stéphane Mallarmé
- Ce n’est plus le rêveur lunaire du vieil air by Paul Verlaine
- Ce ne seront jamais ces beautés de vignettes, by Charles Baudelaire
- Ce sifflet, là-bas, by James A. Emanuel
- Ce sont choses crépusculaires. by Paul Verlaine
- Cease smiling, Dear! a little while be sad, by Ernest Dowson
- Cease to call him sad and sober, by Don Marquis
- Cease, Wind, to blow by Bliss Carman
- Censored lies that mimic truth… by Lola Ridge
- Cent fois déjà le soleil avait jailli, radieux ou attristé, de cette by Charles Baudelaire
- Cependant que la cloche éveille sa voix claire by Stéphane Mallarmé
- Certain facts which serve to explain by Bret Harte
- Ces cailloux, tu les nivelles by Stéphane Mallarmé
- Ces nymphes, je les veux perpétuer. by Stéphane Mallarmé
- Cette robuste souche en moi résiste by James A. Emanuel
- Chained in the market-place he stood, by William Cullen Bryant
- Chained is the Spring. The Night-wind bold by George MacDonald
- Chains may subdue the feeble spirit, but thee, by William Cullen Bryant
- Chair! ô seul fruit mordu des vergers d’ici-bas, by Paul Verlaine
- Chameleons feed on light and air: by Percy Bysshe Shelley
- Change is the order of the universe. by Hanford Lennox Gordon
- Chant we the story now by Vachel Lindsay
- Chaque coquillage incrusté by Paul Verlaine
- Charm is a woman’s strongest arm; by Alice Duer Miller
- Charm me asleep, and melt me so by Robert Herrick
- Chastened by grief, Ben Horad holier grew, by Arthur Weir
- Chattering finch and water-fly by G. K. Chesterton
- Cheer up, my mates, the wind does fairly blow; by Abraham Cowley
- Cherish you then the hope I shall forget by Edna St. Vincent Millay
- Cherries of the night are riper by Robert Graves
- Cherry and pear are white, by John Freeman
- Cherry, cherry, by Lola Ridge
- Cherry-ripe, ripe, ripe, I cry, by Robert Herrick
- Chickadee, chickadee, chickadee-dee! by Hanford Lennox Gordon
- Chieftain Iffucan of Azcan in caftan by Wallace Stevens
- Child of a line accurst by Edwin Arlington Robinson
- Child of Misfortune! Offspring of the Muse! by Henry Kirk White
- Child, child, love while you can by Sara Teasdale
- Childhood and youth forgot, sometimes I’ve seen, by Anne Bradstreet
- Children born of fairy stock by Robert Graves
- Children of the future Age, by William Blake
- Chiming a dream by the way by William Ernest Henley
- Chloë, behold! againe I bowe: by Richard Lovelace
- Chloe’s a Nymph in flowery groves, by Thomas D’Urfey
- Chloe’s hair, no doubt, was brighter; by Dorothy Parker
- Chose italienne où Shakspeare a passé by Paul Verlaine
- Christ might have called the angels down by Nannie R. Glass
- Christ of His gentleness by Robert Graves
