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- S. Patrick. You who are bent, and bald, and blind, by William Butler Yeats
- Sacred to Pity! is upraised this stone, by Thomas Gent
- Sacred, and heart-deep be the sound by Thomas Gent
- Sad as he sits on the white sea-stone by D. H. Lawrence
- Sad Hesper o’er the buried sun by Alfred Lord Tennyson
- Sad is the thought of sunniest days by John Hay
- Sad solitary Thought, who keep’st thy vigils. by Henry Kirk White
- Sad-hearted, be at peace: the snowdrop lies by George MacDonald
- Saddle and ride, I heard a man say, by William Butler Yeats
- Safe Despair it is that raves— by Emily Dickinson
- Safe in the magic of my woods by Rupert Brooke
- Safe in their Alabaster Chambers— by Emily Dickinson
- Safe upon the solid rock the ugly houses stand: by Edna St. Vincent Millay
- Safe where I cannot die yet, by Christina Rossetti
- Said a monkey unto me: by Robert Service
- Said Brown: ‘I can’t afford to die by Robert Service
- Said Congress to George Washington: by Ellis Parker Butler
- Said darling daughter unto me: by Robert Service
- Said Death to Passion by Emily Dickinson
- Said he: “I’ll dive deep in the Past, by Robert Service
- Said he: “You saw the Master clear; by Robert Service
- Said Hongray de la Glaciere unto his proud Papa: by Robert Service
- Said I to Pain: “You would not dare by Robert Service
- Said I: “See yon vast heaven shine,— by Robert Service
- Said Jock McBrown to Tam McSmith, by Robert Service
- Said Jones: “I’m glad my wife’s not clever; by Robert Service
- Said Mr. Jones in 1910: by Alice Duer Miller
- Said President MacConnachie to Treasurer MacCall: by Robert Service
- Said Seeker of the skies to me: by Robert Service
- Said she: ‘Although my husband Jim by Robert Service
- Said Statesman A to Statesman Z: by Ellis Parker Butler
- Said the boy as he read, “I too will be bold, by George MacDonald
- Said the Door: “She came in by Robert Service
- Said the Duck to the Kangaroo, by Edward Lear
- Said the fountain to its clear bed, by Hilda Conkling
- Said the hearse-horse to the coffin, by Bliss Carman and Richard Hovey
- Said the high hill, in the morning: “Look on me— by Isabella Valancy Crawford
- Said the Table to the Chair, by Edward Lear
- Said the Watcher by the Way by Edwin Arlington Robinson
- Said the Wind to the Moon, “I will blow you out! by George MacDonald
- Said Will: “I’ll stay and till the land.” by Robert Service
- Sail fast, sail fast, by Sidney Lanier
- Sail on, sail on, fair cousin Cloud: by Sidney Lanier
- Sailor William is dead. And now by Arthur Weir
- Sailors there are of the gentlest breed, by Herman Melville
- Saint Augustine! well hast thou said, by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
- Saint Kavin was a gentleman, by Bliss Carman and Richard Hovey
- Saint, revolutionist, by Delmore Schwartz
- Saints have adored the lofty soul of you. by Charles Hamilton Sorley
- Saith the Lord, “Vengeance is mine; by John Hay
- Sally is gone that was so kindly, by Hilaire Belloc
- Saloman looked from his donjon bars, by John Hay
- Samuel is forever talking of his elm— by Edgar Lee Masters
- San Remo’s palms in beauty stand by John L. Stoddard
- Sand of the sea runs red by Carl Sandburg
- Sang from the Heart, Sire, by Emily Dickinson
- Sang old Tom the lunatic by William Butler Yeats
- Sang Solomon to Sheba, by William Butler Yeats
- Santa Ana came storming, as a storm might come; by Joaquin Miller
- Sargon is dust, Semiramis a clod! by George Sterling
- Satan, avaunt! by George MacDonald
- Satan, to thee be praise upon the Height by James Elroy Flecker
- Satchmo’s warm burlap, by James A. Emanuel
- Satchmo, toile à sac, by James A. Emanuel
- Satisfaction—is the Agent by Emily Dickinson
- Sauntering hither on listless wings, by Bret Harte
- Savior! I’ve no one else to tell— by Emily Dickinson
- Saviour inspire the voice of earth, by William Hayley
- Saviour! pure source of life and zeal intense, by William Hayley
- Saw’st thou that light? exclaim’d the youth, and paused: by Henry Kirk White
- Say a mass for my soul’s repose, my brother, by Paul Laurence Dunbar
- Say my love is easy had, by Dorothy Parker
- Say not the age is hard and cold— by Frances E. W. Harper
- Say not the struggle nought availeth, by Arthur Hugh Clough
- Say over again, and yet once over again, by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
- Say that the men of the old black tower, by William Butler Yeats
- Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault, by William Shakespeare
- Say there! P’r'aps by Bret Harte
- Say whither, whither, pretty one? by Morris Rosenfeld
- Say! You’ve struck a heap of trouble— by Robert Service
- Say, crimson Rose and dainty Daffodil, by John Reynolds
- Say, dark prow’d visitant! that o’er the brine by Thomas Gent
- Say, heav’nly muse, what king or mighty God, by Phillis Wheatley
- Say, lad, have you things to do? by A. E. Housman
- Say, muse divine, can hostile scenes delight by Phillis Wheatley
- Say, why is the stern eye averted with scorn by Thomas Gent
- Say, ye celestial guards, who wait by John Keble
- Says Bauldy MacGreegor frae Gleska tae Hecky MacCrimmon frae Skye: by Robert Service
- Says I to my Missis: “Ba goom, lass! you’ve something I see, on your mind.” by Robert Service
- Says Tweed to Till— by Anonymous
- Scaramouche et Pulcinella, by Paul Verlaine
- Scarlet coats, and crash o’ the band, by John McCrae
- SCENE: A street of that village. by James Elroy Flecker
- School is over. It is too hot by William Carlos Williams
- School yourself to savour most by Robert Service
- Science! true daughter of Old Time thou art! by Edgar Allan Poe
- Scorn not the Sonnet; Critic, you have frown’d, by William Wordsworth
- Scorn not the Sonnet; Critic, you have frowned, by William Wordsworth
- Scots, wha hae wi’ Wallace bled, by Robert Burns
- Sea Shell, Sea Shell, by Amy Lowell
