NASH, THOMAS (1567-1601)

Spring, the sweet Spring, is the year's pleasant
king (Spring)

NORTON, CAROLINE ELIZABETH SARAH (afterwards
LADY STIRLING-MAXWELL) (1808-1877)

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I do not love thee !-no! I do not love thee
O'SHAUGHNESSY, ARTHUR WILLIAM EDGAR (1844-
1881)

We are the music-makers (Ode) ·

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PATMORE, COVENTRY KERSEY DIGHTON (1823-1896)
My little Son, who look'd from thoughtful eyes
(The Toys)

Why, having won her, do I woo (The Married
Lover)

PEACOCK, THOMAS LOVE (1785-1866)

I dug, beneath the cypress shade (The Grave of

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Love)

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Seamen three! What men be ye (Three Men of
Gotham)

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The mountain sheep are sweeter (The War Song
of Dinas Vawr)

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PHILIPS, AMBROSE (1675 -1749)

Timely blossom, Infant fair (To Charlotte Pulteney)

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POPE, ALEXANDER (1688-1744)

PRIOR, MATTHEW (1664-1721)

Happy the man, whose wish and care (The Quiet
Life)

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The merchant, to secure his treasure.

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ROGERS, SAMUEL (1763-1855)

Mine be a cot beside the hill (A Wish)

Sleep on, and dream of Heaven awhile (The Sleep-
ing Beauty)

ROSSETTI, CHRISTINA GEORGINA (1830-1894)

Does the road wind up-hill all the way (Up-hill)
My heart is like a singing bird (A Birthday)
O Earth, lie heavily upon her eyes (Rest)
Oh roses for the flush of youth (Song)
Remember me when I am gone away (Remember)
When I am dead, my dearest (Song).

ROSSETTI, DANTE GABRIEL (1828-1882)

The blesséd damozel leaned out (The Blessed
Damozel)

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SCOTT, SIR WALTER (1771-1832)

Ah! County Guy, the hour is nigh (A Serenade)
A weary lot is thine, fair maid (The Rover)
He is gone on the mountain (Coronach)

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O Brignall banks are wild and fair (The Outlaw)
O listen, listen, ladies gay (Rosabelle)
O lovers' eyes are sharp to see (The Maid of Neid-
path)
Pibroch of Donuil Dhu (Gathering Song of Donald
the Black)

Proud Maisie is in the wood (The Pride of Youth) 229

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The sun upon the lake is low (Datur Hora Quieti)
Thy hue, dear pledge, is pure and bright (To a
Lock of Hair)

Waken, lords and ladies gay (Hunting Song)
Where shall the lover rest

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Why weep ye by the tide, ladie' (Jock o' Hazeldean) 183

SEDLEY, SIR CHARLES (1639 ?-1701)

Ah, Chloris! that I now could sit (Child and
Maiden)

SEWELL, GEORGE (-1726)

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Not, Celia, that I juster am

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Why, Damon, with the forward day (The Dying
Man in his Garden)

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SHAKESPEARE, WILLIAM (1564-1616)

Being your slave, what should I do but tend
(Absence)

Blow, blow, thou winter wind

Come array, come away, Death (Dirge of Love)
Crabbéd Age and Youth (A Madrigal)

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Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing
Fear no more the heat o' the sun (Fidele)

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Full fathom five thy father lies (4 Sea Dirge)
How like a winter hath my absence been
If thou survive my well-contented day (Post
Mortem)

It was a lover and his lass

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Like as the waves make towards the pebbled
shore (Revolutions)

Let me not to the marriage of true minds (True
Love)

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No longer mourn for me when I am dead (The
Triumph of Death)

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O me! what eyes hath love put in my head (Blind
Love)

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O Mistress mine, where are you roaming (Carpe
Diem)

On a day, alack the day (Love's Perjuries).

O never say that I was false of heart (The Un-
changeable)

Body)

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Poor Soul, the centre of my sinful earth (Soul and

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To me, fair Friend, you never can be old
Under the greenwood tree

Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless

sea (Time and Love)"

Take, O take those lips away (Madrigal).
Tell me where is Fancy bred (Madrigal)
That time of year thou may'st in me behold
They that have power to hurt, and will do none
(The Life without Passion)

Tired with all these, for restful death I cry (The
World's Way)

When I have seen by Time's fell hand defaced
(Time and Love)

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day (To his
Love)

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When icicles hang by the wall (Winter)
When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes (Ả
Consolation)

When in the chronicle of wasted time (To his Love)
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought (Re-
membrance)

SHELLEY, PERCY BYSSHE (1792-1822)

Ariel to Miranda :-Take (To a Lady, with a Guitar)
Art thou pale for weariness (To the Moon)
A widow bird sate mourning for her love
Best and brightest, come away (The Invitation)
Hail to thee, blithe Spirit (To a Skylark)

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I met a traveller from an antique land (Ozymandias
of Egypt)

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Life of Life! thy lips enkindle (Hymn to the Spirit
of Nature)

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I arise from dreams of thee (Lines to an Indian
Air)

I dream'd that as I wander'd by the way (À
Dream of the Unknown)

I fear thy kisses, gentle maiden

Many a green isle needs must be (Written in the
Euganean Hills)

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Now the last day of many days (The Recollection) 270
On a poet's lips I slept (The Poet's Dream)
One word is too often profaned

O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being
(Ode to the West Wind)

O World! O Life! O Time! (A Lament).
Rarely, rarely, comest thou (Invocation)
Swiftly walk over the western wave (To the Night)
The fountains mingle with the river (Love's Philo-
sophy)

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The sun is warm, the sky is clear (Stanzas written
in dejection near Naples)

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When the lamp is shattered (The Flight of Love). 195
SHIRLEY, JAMES (1596-1666)

The glories of our blood and state (Death the
Leveller)

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Victorious men of earth, no more (The Last
Conqueror)

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SIDNEY, SIR PHILIP (1554-1586)

SMITH, ALEXANDER (1830-1867)

My true-love hath my heart, and I have his (A
Ditty).

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On the Sabbath-day (Barbara)

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SOUTHEY, ROBERT (1774-1843)

It was a summer evening (After Blenheim)
My days among the Dead are past (The Scholar)

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SPENSER, EDMUND (1552 ?-1599)

Calm was the day, and through the trembling air
(Prothalamion)

SUCKLING, SIR JOHN (1609-1642)

Why so pale and wan, fond lover (Encouragements
to a Lover)

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SWINBURNE, ALGERNON CHARLES (1837-1909)

Here, where the world is quiet (The Garden of
Proserpine)

In a coign of the cliff between lowland and highland
(A Forsaken Garden)

Swallow, my sister, O sister swallow (Itylus)
Who may praise her (Olive)

SYLVESTER, JOSHUA (1563-1618)

Were I as base as is the lowly plain (Love's Omni-
presence)

TENNYSON, ALFRED, LORD (1809-1892)

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As thro' the land at eve we went

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Break, break, break

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Come down, O maid, from yonder mountain
height

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Come into the garden, Maud

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I come from haunts of coot and hern (The Brook)
In Love, if Love be Love, if Love be ours

Deep on the convent-roof the snows (St. Agnes'
Eve)

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Britannia)

It is the miller's daughter (The Miller's Daughter)
My good blade carves the casques of men (Sir
Galahad)

Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white
O Swallow, Swallow, flying, flying South

Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky (In Memoriam)

Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean
The splendour falls on castle walls

THOMSON, JAMES (1700-1748)

For ever, Fortune, wilt thou prove

When Britain first at Heaven's command (Rule,

THOMSON, JAMES (1834-1882)

As we rush, as we rush in the train

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TONY, THE SHEPHERD (? ANTHONY MUNDAY: 1553-

1633)

Beauty sat bathing by a spring (Colin)

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VAUGHAN, HENRY (1622-1695)

Happy those early days, when I (The Retreat)
VERE, EDWARD, EARL OF OXFORD (1550-1604)
If women could be fair, and yet not fond (A Re-
nunciation).

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Go, lovely Rose

WALLER, EDMUND (1606-1687)

That which her slender waist confined (On a Girdle)

WEBSTER, JOHN (1580 ?-1625)

Call for the robin-redbreast and the wren (A Land
Dirge).

WHITMAN, WALT (1819-1892) *

O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done 406

WITHER, GEORGE (1588-1667)

Shall I, wasting in despair (The Manly Heart)

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WOLFE, CHARLES (1791-1823)

Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note (The

Burial of Sir John Moore)

WORDSWORTH, WILLIAM (1770-1850)

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A flock of sheep that leisurely pass by (To Sleep) 275
And is this-Yarrow ?-This the Stream (Yarrow

Visited)

A slumber did my spirit seal

At the corner of Wood Street, when dayligat
appears (The Reverie of Poor Susan)
Behold her, single in the field (The Reaper)
Beneath these fruit-tree boughs that shed (The
Green Linnet)
Degenerate Douglas ! O the unworthy lord (Com-
posed at Neidpath Castle, the property of Lord
Queensberry, 1803).

Earth has not anything to show more fair (Upon
Westminster Bridge),

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Ethereal minstrel! pilgrim of the sky (To the
Skylark)

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From Stirling Castle we had seen (Yarrow Un-
visited)

I heard a thousand blended notes (Written in Early
Spring)

In the sweet shire of Cardigan (Simon Lee the old
Huntsman)

It is a beauteous evening, calm and free (By the
Sea)

I travell'd among unknown men

I wandered lonely as a cloud (The Daffodils)
I was thy neighbour once, thou rugged Pile (Nature
and the Poet)

Milton ! thou shouldst be living at this hour
(London, 1802)

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My heart leaps up when I behold
O blithe new-comer!

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O Friend! I know not which way I must look
(London, 1802)

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Once did She hold the gorgeous East in fee (On the
Extinction of the Venetian Republic)

Most sweet it is with unuplifted eyes (The Inner
Vision)

I have heard (To the Cuckoo) 247

She dwelt among the untrodden ways (The Lost
Love)

She was a phantom of delight

Stern Daughter of the Voice of God (Ode to Duty)
Surprised by joy-impatient as the wind (De-
sideria)

Sweet Highland Girl, a very shower (To the High-
land Girl of Inversneyde)
Tax not the royal Saint with vain expense (Within
King's College Chapel, Cambridge)
There is a flower, the Lesser Celandine (A Lesson)
There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream
(Ode on Intimations of Immortality)

The world is too much with us; late and soon: