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- D’autres,—des innocents ou bien des lymphatiques,— by Paul Verlaine
- Désormais le Sage, puni by Paul Verlaine
- Da spreeng ees com’! but oh, da joy by Thomas Augustine Daly
- Daddy dear, I’m only four by E. (Edith) Nesbit
- Daih ’s a moughty soothin’ feelin’ by Paul Laurence Dunbar
- Daily dawns another day; by Dorothy Parker
- Daily I listen to wonder and woe, by Dorothy Parker
- Daily they met. And gravely walked and talked. by Amy Lowell
- Daily walked the fair and lovely by John Hay
- Dame mouse patters by Paul Verlaine
- Dame of the night of hair by Bliss Carman and Richard Hovey
- Dames should be doomed to dungeons by Robert Service
- Damn it all! all this our South stinks peace. by Ezra Pound
- Dance there upon the shore; by William Butler Yeats
- Dance to the beat of the rain, little Fern, by John Bannister Tabb
- Dans ces temps fabuleux, les limbes de l’histoire, by Paul Verlaine
- Dans des terrains cendreux, calcinés, sans verdure, by Charles Baudelaire
- Dans l’herbe noire by Paul Verlaine
- Dans la Haute-Rue à Cologne by Guillaume Apollinaire
- Dans le vieux parc solitaire et glacé by Paul Verlaine
- Dans un palais, soie et or, dans Ecbatane, by Paul Verlaine
- Dans une rue, au coeur d’une ville de rêve, by Paul Verlaine
- Danse et grand sourire by James A. Emanuel
- Dansons la gigue! by Paul Verlaine
- Dante Gabriel Rossetti by Dorothy Parker
- Daphnis dearest, wherefore weave me by E. (Edith) Nesbit
- Dare you see a Soul at the White Heat? by Emily Dickinson
- Dark clouds are smouldering into red by Siegfried Sassoon
- Dark eyes, wonderful, strange and dear they shone by Seumas O’Sullivan
- Dark hills at evening in the west, by Edwin Arlington Robinson
- Dark HORROR, hear my call! by Robert Southey
- Dark house, by which once more I stand by Alfred Lord Tennyson
- Dark lies the earth, and bright with worlds the sky: by Emma Lazarus
- Dark Lily without blame, by Andrew Lang
- Dark the sea was: but I saw him, by G. K. Chesterton
- Dark to me is the earth. Dark to me are the heavens. by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
- Dark winds of the mountain, by Edward J. O’Brien
- Dark, dark was the day when we looked on Culloden by Andrew Lang
- Dark, deep, and cold the current flows by Ebenezer Elliott
- Dark, mournful clouds hang o’er the sun, by Matilda Betham
- Dark, thinned, beside the wall of stone, by Lizette Woodworth Reese
- Darkness comes out of the earth by D. H. Lawrence
- Darkness: the rain sluiced down; the mire was deep; by Siegfried Sassoon
- Darling of science and the muse, by Henry Kirk White
- Darling, my darling, my heart is on the wing, by Paul Laurence Dunbar
- Dashing through the snow by James Lord Pierpont
- Daughter of Jove, relentless Power, by Thomas Gray
- Daughter of my nobler hope by George Parsons Lathrop
- Daughter to that good Earl, once President by John Milton
- Daughters of Time, the hypocritic Days, by Ralph Waldo Emerson
- Dawn from the Foretop! Dawn from the Barrel! by E. J. Pratt
- Dawn is dim on the dark soft water, by Algernon Charles Swinburne
- Dawn this morning burned all red by Vachel Lindsay
- Day after day behold me plying by Robert Service
- Day by day, by John L. Stoddard
- Day floated down the sky; a perfect day, by Isabella Valancy Crawford
- Day gradual fades, in evening gray, by Joseph Rodman Drake
- Day of the King and the flower! by Andrew Lang
- Day, like our souls, is fiercely dark; by Ebenezer Elliott
- Day, you have bruised and beaten me, by Sara Teasdale
- Daylight fades away. by George MacDonald
- Days git wa’m an’ wa’mah, by Paul Laurence Dunbar
- Days of old, by George MacDonald
- De ‘cession’s stahted on de gospel way, by Paul Laurence Dunbar
- De axes has been ringin’ in de woods de blessid day, by Paul Laurence Dunbar
- De breeze is blowin’ ‘cross de bay. by Paul Laurence Dunbar
- De ce ciel bizarre et livide, by Charles Baudelaire
- De da’kest hour, dey allus say, by Paul Laurence Dunbar
- De dog go howlin’ ‘long de road, by Paul Laurence Dunbar
- De l’éternel azur la sereine ironie by Stéphane Mallarmé
- De la douceur, de la douceur, de la douceur! by Paul Verlaine
- De la musique avant toute chose, by Paul Verlaine
- De massa ob de sheepfol’ by Sarah Pratt McLean Greene
- De night creep down erlong de lan’, by Paul Laurence Dunbar
- De ol’ time’s gone, de new time’s hyeah by Paul Laurence Dunbar
- De river is a-glistenin’ in de moonlight, by James Weldon Johnson
- De sun hit shine an’ de win’ hit blow, by Paul Laurence Dunbar
- De times is mighty stirrin’ ‘mong de people up ouah way, by Paul Laurence Dunbar
- De toutes les douleurs douces by Paul Verlaine
- De trees is bendin’ in de sto’m, by Paul Laurence Dunbar
- De way t’ings come, hit seems to me, by Paul Laurence Dunbar
- De win’ is blowin’ wahmah, by Paul Laurence Dunbar
- De win’ is hollahin’ “Daih you” to de shuttahs an’ de fiah, by Paul Laurence Dunbar
- Dead art thou? No more dead than was the maid by George MacDonald
- Dead, why defend thee, who in life by George MacDonald
- Dead? or is it a dream— by Hanford Lennox Gordon
- Dear are the days of youth! Age dwells on their remembrance by George Gordon Lord Byron
- Dear BECHER, you tell me to mix with mankind; by George Gordon Lord Byron
- Dear Bell,—I enclose what you ask in a letter, by Adam Lindsay Gordon
- Dear Bessie, would my tired rhyme by Amy Lowell
- Dear Chloe, how blubbered is that pretty face; by Matthew Prior
- Dear Craoibhin Aoibhin, look into our case. by William Butler Yeats
- Dear critic, who my lightness so deplores, by Paul Laurence Dunbar
- Dear dead Victoria by Dorothy Parker
- Dear Dick, how e’er it comes into his head, by Matthew Prior
- Dear Disputant! whose mind would boldly soar, by William Hayley
- Dear Dolly! who does not recall by Bret Harte
- Dear Earth, near Earth, the clay that made us men, by Henry Newbolt
- Dear face—bright, glinting hair; by George Parsons Lathrop
- Dear Fanny, I mean, now I’m laid on the shelf, by Henry Kirk White
