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Come then, my friend ! my genius! come along

Fair pledges of a fruitful tree

R. Herrik

361 Pope

31 Fair Portia's counterfeit? What demi-god Come to me, O my mother ! David Gray 142

Shakespeare Come to these scenes of peace W. L. Bowles 326 Fair ship that from the Italian shore Tenyson

182 Come unto these yellow sands Shakespeare 656 Fair stood the wind for France

M. Driton 386 Comrades, leave me here a little Tennyson 161 False diamond set in flint !

W.C. Bryant 97 Could I pass those lounging sentries Punch

717 False world, thou ly'st ; thou canst not lend Count not the hours while their silent wings

F. Quarles 612 Horace Twiss 34 Fare thee well ! and if forever

Byron

149 Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear Shakespeare 238 Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! Cromwell, our chief of men

Milton
710

Shakespeare 237
Cupid and my Campaspe played John Lyly 65 Farewell, farewell to thee, Araby's daughter !
Cursed be the verse, how well soe'er it flow Pope 596

T. Moore 197 Daddy Neptune, one day, to Freedom did say

Farewell ! if ever fondest prayer Byron

149 Thos. Dibdin 443 Farewell, life ! my senses swim

T. Hood

239 Dark as the clouds of even.

G. H. Boker 449

Farewell I thou art too dear for my possessing Dark is the night, and fitful and drearily

Shakespeare 150 Rev. W. R. Duryea 134 Farewell, thou busy world, and may C. Cotton

572 Darkness is thinning (Translation of J. Neale

Farewell to Lochaber, and farewell my Jean
St. Gregory the Great 258

A. Ramsay

148 Daughter of God! that site'st on high Wm. Tennent 373 Far to the right where Apennine ascends Goldsmith 530 Day dawned; within a curtained room Barry Cornwall 195 Father of all! in every age

Pope

269 Day hath put on his jacket

0.W. Holmes 739 Father! thy wonders do not singly stand Jones l'ery Day in melting purple dying

Maria Brooks 150 Fear no more the heat o' the sun Shakespeare 190 Day of wrath, that day of burning

Fear not, O little flock! the foe (Transl) M Altenbur3) Trans by Abr. Coles, M. D. 262 First time he kissed me, he but only kissed Day set on Norham's castled steep Scott

525

E. B. Browning 111 Day stars ! that ope your frownless eyes Horace Smith 363 Flowers are fresh, and bushes green (Translation of Dead ! one of them shot by the sea in the east

Lord Strangford)

Camoens 228 E. B. Browning 192 Flow gently, sweet Aston, among thy green braes Dear Chloe, while the busy crowd N. Cotton 135

Burns

329 Deep in the wave is a coral grove 7. G. Percival 476 Flung to the heedless winds (Translation of W. J. Defer not till to-morrow to be wise Congreve 616

Fox)

Martin Luther 264 Did you hear of the Widow Malone, Ohone !

“Fly to the desert, fly with me T. Moore 68

Chas. Lever 105 | For aught that ever I could read Shakespeare 158 Did your letters pierce the queen Shakespeare 233 For England when with favoring gale C. Dibdin

479 Die down, () dismal day, and let me live David Gray 304 For one long term, or ere her trial came Canning 703 Dip down upon the northern shore Tennyson 304 | For Reform we feels too lazy

Punch 764 Deserted by the waning moon Thos. Dibdin 479 For Scotland's and for freedom's right B. Barton

439 Does the road wind up-hill all the way? C. G. Rossetti 261 For thirty years secluded from mankind Southey

702 Do we indeed desire the dead

Tennyson 183 Fresh from the fountains of the wood 7. H. Bryant 657 Down deep in a hollow, so damp Mrs. R. S. Michels 672 Friend after friend departs .

Montgomery Down in yon garden sweet and gay Anonymous Friends! I came not here to talk Miss Mitford 436 Down the dimpled greensward dancing Geo. Darley From all that dwell below the skies W'atts

294 Dow's Flat. That 's its name. F. B. Harte 764 From gold to gray

Whittier 316 Do you ask what the birds say? Coleridge 45 From harmony, from heavenly harmony Dryden Drink to me only with thine eyes (Translation of From Sterling Castle we had seen . Words worth 330 Ben Jonson) :

Philostratus

608 From the desert I come to thee . Bayard Taylor 71 Drop, drop, slow tears

P. Fletcher

238 From the recesses of a lowly spirit 7. Bowring 278 Duncan Gray cam' here to woo Burns

106 Full fathom five

Shakespeare 656 Early on a sunny morning

Anonymous 93 Full knee deep lies the winter snow Tennyson Earth has not anything to show more fair Wordsworth 528 Gamarra is a dainty steed

Barry Cornwall 339 Earth, of man the bounteous mother John sterling 420 Gather ye rosebuds as ye may

R. Herrick

617 E'en such is time ; which takes on trust

Gay, guiltless pair

C. Sprague 347 Sir W. Raleigh 613 Genteel in personage

H. Fielding England, with all thy faults, I love thee still

Gentlefolks, in my time, I've made many a rhyme
Cowper 442

C. Dibdin 489
Ensanguined man
Thomson 599 Gently hast thou told thy message Milton

232 Eternal Source of every joy!. Doddridge 279 Gille machree, sit down by me G. Griffin 133 Ethereal minstrel ! pilgrim of the sky! Wordsworth 344 Gin a body meet a body .

Burns

79 Even is come ; and from the dark Park, hark

“Git oot wid the', Jwohnny"

Anonymous 106 T. Hood 763 Give me more love or more disdain T. Carey

64 Ever let the Fancy roam ! John Keats 629 Give me my scallop-shell of quiet

Sir W. Raleigh 259 Every day brings a ship

R. W. Emerson 614 Give me three grains of corn, mother Miss Edwards 458 Every one, by instinct taught Montgomery 475 Give place, ye lovers

Lord Surrey 41 Every wedding, says the proverb 1.1'. Parsons 73 Glory to thee, my God, this night

Bishop Ken

294 Faintly as tolls the evening chime T. Moore

519 “God bless the man who first invented sleep!" Fain would I love, but that I fear Dr. R Hughes 59

7. G. Saxe

742 Fair Amy of the terraced house E. B. Browning 62 God makes sech nights, all white an' still Fair daffodils, we weep to see R. Herrick 369

7. R. Lowell 102 Fairer than thee, beloved

Anonymous 46 God might have bade the earth bring forth Fair Greece ! sad relic of departed worth ! Byron 463

Mary Howilt 370

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God moves in a mysterious way Cowper 282 Her hair was tawny with gold E. B. Browning 453 God of the thunder !

H. H. Milman 271 Her hands are cold; her face is white 0. W. Homes 181 God prosper long our noble king R. Sheale

493 Her suffering ended with the day 7. Aldnch 188 God shield ye, heralds of the spring (Translation)

Her window opens to the bay.

Whittier

153 P. Ronsard He said (I only give the heads). Byron

718 God's love and peace be with thee Whittier

31
He that loves a rosy cheek

T. Cara
Go, feel what I have felt
Anonymous 417 He was in logic a great critic

Dr. S. Butler 773 Go from me.. Yet feel that I shall stand

He was of that stubborn crew.

Dr. S. Buller 291 E. B. Browning 110 He who hath bent him o'er the dead Byron

186 Go, happy Rose ! and, interwove R. Herrick 73 His is that language of the heart Halleck

706 Gold! gold ! gold! gold !

T. Hood 600 His puissant sword unto his side Dr. S. Butler 405 Go, lovely rose ! .

E. Waller
His young bride stood beside his bed Eliza Cook

151 Gone at last

E.C. Stedman 716 Home of the Percy's high-born race Halleck Gone, gone – sold and gone

Whittier

142 Home they brought her warrior dead Tennyson 199 Good Hamlet, cast thy nighted color off Shakespeare 216 Honor and shame from no condition rise Pope

594 “Good morrow, fool," quoth I Shakespeare 618 Ho! pretty page with the dimpled chin Thackeray

56 Good morrow to thy sable beak Joanna Baillie 345 Horatio, ihou art e'en as just a man Shakespeare Good name in man or woman, dear

my
lord
Ho, sailor of the sea !

Sydney Dobell 400
Shakespeare 575 How beautiful is the rain !

Longfellow 311 Good night! (Transl. of C. T. Brooks) Körner 426 How beautiful this night! the balmiest sigh Shelley 302 Good reader, if you e'er have seen T. N'oore 729 How calm they sleep beneath the shade C. Kennedy 269 Go, scul, the body's guest

Sir W. Raleigh 614 | How dear to this heart are the scenes of my child.
Go to thy rest, fair child

Anonymous 195
hood.

S. H'oodwortk 27 Go where glory waits thee

T. Moore 396 How delicious is the winning . Campbell 73
Great Newton's self, to whom the world Lamb 759 How does the water come down at Lodore?
Green be the turf above thee

Halleck
32

R. Southey 773 Green grow the rashes O

Burns

58 How do I love thee? Let me count the ways Green little vaulter in the sunny grass Leigh Hunt 356

E. B. Browning 111 Guvener B. is a sensible man

7. R. Lowell 769 | How fine has the day been ! how bright was the Had I a cave on some wild, distant shore Burns 168

sun!

W nits Hail, beauteous stranger of the grove ! John Logan 342 How happy is he born and taught . Sir H. W'ottox 57: Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven firsi born! Milton 297 How many summers, love

Barry Cornwali 128 Hail to the Chief who in triumph advances! Scott 394 How many thousand of my poorest subjects Hail to thee, blithe spirit ! Shelley 343

Shakespeare 575 Hamelin Town 's in Brunswick R. Browning 640 How poor, how rich, how abject, how august Happy insect ! ever blest Walter Harte 355

Young

589 Happy insect, what can be (Translation of Abraham How seldom, friend, a good great man inherits Cowley) Anacreon 355

Coleridge 574 Happy the man, whose wish and care Pope

134 How sleep the brave, who sink to rest W. Collins 429 Hark! ah, the nightingale !

Matt. Arnold 349 How still the morning of the hallowed day Hark! forth from the abyss a voice proceeds Byron 710

7. Grahame 285 Hark, hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings

How sweet it was to breathe that cooler air
Shakespeare 344

R. Bloomfield 374 Hark! the faint bells of the sunken city (Translation How sweet the answer echo makes T. Moore

of Jas. Clarence Mangan). W. Mueller 635 How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Hast thou a charm to stay the morning star

Shakespeare $85 Coleridge 280 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds Newton 272 Ha! there comes he, with sweat (Translation of “How sweetly,” said the trembling maid Charles T. Brooks) Klopstock 435

T. Moore 160 Have you heard of the wonderful one-hoss shay

How wonderful is death!

Shelley 577 0. W. Holmes 743

Husband and wife ! no converse now ye hold Ha! whare ye gaun, ye crawlin' ferlie? Burns

357

R.H. Dana

217 Heap on more wood ! the wind is chill Scott

527
I am a friar of orders gray

7. O'Keefe 734 Hear the sledges with the bells E. A. Poe 538 “I am by promise tied "

Scott

511 Heaven from all creatures hides the book of fate

I am in Rome ! Oft as the morning ray Rogers 532 Pope 615 I am monarch of all I survey

Cosuper 573 Heaven, what an age is this!.

C. Cotton 569 I am undone ; there is no living, none Shakespeare 154 He is the freeman whom the truth makes free

I arise from dreams of thee

Shelley 109 Cowper 461 I asked an aged man with hoary hairs Marsden 617 He is the happy man whose life even now Cowper 570 I asked of echo, l'other day

7. G. Sare 736 He jests at scars that never felt a wound Shakespeare 100 I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers He, making speedy way through spersed ayre

Shelley 633 Spenser 636 I cannot, cannot say

W.CR 178 Hence, all ye vain delights Beaumont and Fletcher 224 I cannot eat but little meat

joku S?ill

732 Hence, loathed Melancholy Milton 583 I cannot make him dead !

Joki Pierpont 185 Hence, vain deluding joys

Milton 604 I cannot think that thou shouldst pass away Henry, our royall king, would ride a-hunting

R. Lervell 125 Anonymous 497 I care not, though it be

John Morris 48 Here I come creeping, creeping Sarah Roberts 369I charm thy life

Southey Here is one leaf reserved for me T. Moore 45 I climbed the dark brow of the mighty Helvellyn Here or elsewhere (all's one to you — to me Marten 702

Scott Here 's the garden she walked across R. Browning 49 I come from haunts of coot and hern Tennyson 327

679

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300

263

.

I'd kind o' like to have a cot

Anonymous 136 | In a land for antiquities greatly renowned i distinctly remember (and who dares doubt me?)

Jane Taylor 671 R. Buchanan 725 I do not love thee for that fair

T. Carew

41
In a valley centuries ago

Anonymous 620 I don't appwove this hawid waw Anonymous

Thos. Davis 130 742

In a valley far away I don't go much on religiou

John Hay 757 Indeed this very love which is my boast I dreamed that as I wandered by the way Shelley 630

E. B. Browning 110 If as a flowre doth spread and die G. Herbert 257 I need not praise the sweetness of his song If chance assigned Sir T. Wyatt 56

7. R. Lowell 702 If doughly deeds any lady please Graham of Gartmore 47 In either hand the hastening angel caught Milton

233 I fear thy kisses, gentle maiden Shelley

25 I never gave a lock of hair away E. B. Browning 110 I feel a newer life in every gale

Percival

310

In good King Charles's golden days Anonymous 754 If ever you should come to Modena Rogers 204 In heavy sleep the Caliph lay

7. F. C. 673 If he's capricious, she 'll be so

C. Patmore

114

In Köln, a town of monks and bones Coleridge 736 I fill this cup to one made up

E. C. Pinckney 39 If it be true that any beauteous thing (Translation In May, when sea-winds pierced RW. Emerson 366 of J. E. Taylor)

M. Angelo

In Pæstum's ancient fanes I trod 43

R. W. Raymond 532 If it were done, when 't is done, then 't were well

In Sana, 0, in Sana, God, the Lord G. H. Boker 503

Shakespeare 690 In slumbers of midnight the sailor-boy lay If music be the food of love, play on Shakespeare 585

W. Dimond 484 I found him sitting by a fountain side Beaumont and In summer, when the days were long Anonymous 80

Fletcher 583 In the ancient town of Bruges Longfellow 577 If sleep and death be truly one Tennyson 162 In the days that tried our fathers R.H. Newell 775 If solitude hath ever led thy steps Shelley

In the fair gardens of celestial peace . H. B. Stowe 176 If that the world and love were young Sir W. Raleigh 73

In the hollow tree in the old gray tower
If the red slayer think he slays
R. W. Emerson 614

Barry Cornwall 354 If this fair rose offend thy sight Anonymous 39

In the hour of my distress

R. Herrick If thou must love me, let it be for naught

In the merry month of May

Punch

758 E. B. Browning 110 In their ragged regimentals G. H. McMaster 446 If thou wert by my side, my love . Bishop Heber 128 In the silence of my chamber

W. E. Aytoun 231 If thou wilt ease thine heart T. L. Beddoes 186 In the sweet shire of Cardigan

Wordsworth 245 If thou wouldst view fair Melrose aright Scott 526 In this one passion man can strength enjoy *If to be absent were to be Col. R. Lovelace 153

Pope

601 If women could be fair and never fond Anonymous 608 In vain the cords and axes were prepared W. Falconer 485 I grew assured before I asked C. Patmore 96 In Xanadu did Kubla Khan

Coleridge 643 I had rather be a kitten, and cry mew Shakespeare 604 Iphigenia, when she heard her doom W.S. Landor 678 I have a name, a little name

E. B. Browning 17 I prithee send me back my heart Sir 7. Suckling 47 I have got a new-born sister

Mary Lamb

4
I remeniber, I remember

T. Hood

19 I have had playmates Chas. Lamb 230 I saw him kiss your cheek!

C. Patmore

78 I have seen a nightingale (Translation of Thomas I saw him once before

0. W. Holmes 225 Roscoe)

Estevan Manuel de Villegas 349 I saw two clouds at morning. 7. G. C. Brainard 57 I have traced the valleys fair

John Clare 54 I have swung for ages to and fro R. W. Raymond 653 1 sing about a subject now London Diogenes 766 I heard the trailing garments of the night Longfellow 304 I sing of a shirt that never was new! I in these flowery meads would be 1. Walton

520

Thomas Ingoldsby, Esq. 748 I knew by the smoke that so gracefully curled

Is it indeed so? If I lay here dead E. B Browning rii T. Moore 136 Is it the palm, the cocoa palm

Whittier 360 I like that ancient Saxon phrase Longfellow 178 | I sometimes hold it half a sin

Tennyson

182 I'll hold thee any wager

Shakespeare 561 I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris and he R. Browning 397 I love, and have some cause

F. Quarles
258 I stand on Zion's mount

C. Swain 283 I love it, I love it! and who shall dare Eliza Cook 28 Is there a whim-inspired fool .

Burns 708 I love at eventide to walk alone John Clare 313 Is there for honest poverty.

Burns

252 I love contemplating - apart

Campbell 489 Is there when the winds are singing Laman Blanchard 13 I loved a lass, a fair one Geo. Wither 168 Is this a fast, - to keep

R. Herrick 260 I loved him not; and yet, now he is gone

I stood, one Sunday morning · R. M. Milnes 246

W. S. Landor 200 I think of thee ! my thoughts do twine and bud
I loved thee long and dearly

P. P. Cooke
233

E. B. Browning in I loved thee once, I'll love no more Sir R. A yton 171

I thought our love at full, but I did err 7. R. Lowell 127 I love thee, love thee, Giulio ! E. B. Browning 146 It is an ancient mariner

Coleridge 645 It is done !

Whittier 463 I love to hear thine earnest voice 0. W. Holmes 356 It is not beauty I demand

Anonymous 60 I'm a careless potato, and care not a pin T. Moore 363 It is not growing like a tree

Ben Jonson 565 I made a posie, while the day ran by G. Herbert 610 It is the miller's daughter

Tennyson 50 I met a traveller from an antique land Shelley 542 It must be so. Plato, thou reasonest well! I met him in the cars G. H. Clark 745

Addison

624 I mind me in the days departed E. B. Browning 27 I travelled among unknown men

Wordsworth 442 I'm in love with you, baby Louise ! M E.

6 It was a beauty that I saw

Ben Jonson 42 Impostor, do not charge most innocent nature Milton 638 | It was a dreary day in Padua

G. H. Boker 680 I'm sittin' on the style, Mary. Lady Dufferin 203 It was a friar of orders gray .

Thos. Percy 87 I 'm wearing awa', Jean

Lady Nairn 181 In a dirty old house lived a dirty old man

It was a summer evening

Southey

375 W. Allingham 206 | It was in my foreign travel

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It was many and many a year ago
E. A. Poe 205 | Little inmate, full of mirth

Cowper “It was our wedding day"

Bayard Taylor 127 Lochiel, Lochiel ! beware of the day Campbell
It was the autumn of the year Florence Percy 159 Look at me with thy large brown eyes Miss Malock 3
It was the wild midnight.

Geo. Croly 430 "Look at the clock !” quoth Winifred Pryce
It was upon an April morn.
W.E. Aytoun 391

Thomas Ingoldsby, Esq. 751 I've wandered east, I 've wandered west

Look in my face; my name is Might-have-been
W. Motherwell 154

D. G. Rossetti 613 I wandered lonely as a cloud

Wordsworth 369 Look round our world; behold the chain of love I was in Margate last July Thomas Ingoldsby, Esq. 749

Pope I weigh not fortune's frown or smile 7. Sylvester 567 Lord, I am weeping

Sydney Dobell 143 I went to the garden of love

W m. Blake 607 Lord John stood in his stable door Anonymous I will go back to the great sweet mother

Lord of the winds! I feel thee nigh W.C. Bryant 5:9

A. C. Swinburne 205 Lord | when those glorious lights I see Gio. Ilither I will not have the mad Clytie

T. Hood 364 | Lord, who ordainest for mankind W.C. Bryant 272 I will paint her as I see her E. B. Browning 24

Lo! where she comes along with portly pace
I wish I were where Helen lies! Anonymous 197

Spenser
I would I were an excellent divine . N. Breton 260 Lo! where the rosy-bosomed Hours . Thos. Gray
I would I were on yonder hill

Anonymous
Loud and clear.

R. H. Barham 541
I would not enter on my list of friends Cowper 598 | Loud roared the dreadful thunder A. Cherry 461
I would not live alway
· W. H. Muhlenberg 180 Love in my bosom like a bee

Thos. Lodge Love is a sickness full of woes

S. Daniel Jaffar, the Barmecide, the good Vizier Leigh Hunt 581 Love me little, love me long! Anonymous 61 Jenny kissed me when we met Leigh Hunt 25 Love not me for comely grace

Anonymous 61 Jesus, lover of my soul

C. Wesley

273 Love not, love not ! ye hapless sons of clay! Jingle, jingie, clear the way G. W. Pettee 518

C. E. Norton 235 John Anderson, my jo, John

Burns 129 Low on the utmost boundary of the sight John Dobbins was so captivated R. S. S.

759

R. Bloomfield 314 Jorasse was in his three-and-twentieth year

Lucy is a golden girl

Barry Cornwall 49 Rogers 503 Maiden! with the meek brown eyes Longfellow Jumping over gutters Anonymous 767 Maid of Athens, ere we part

Byron

144 Just as I am, without one plea Anonymous

274 “Make way for Liberty !" he cried Montgomery 436) Just in the dubious point, where with the pool

Malbrouck, the price of commanders (French)
Thomson
520

Translation of Mahony 405 Just in thy mould and beauteous in thy form

Man's home is everywhere. On ocean's flood 7. F. Cooper 479

L. H. Sigourney 589

Man's love is of man's life a thing apart Byron 520 King Francis was a hearty king . Leigh Hunt

574 “Man wants but little here below" 7. Q. Adams 567 Kissing her hair, I sat against her feet A.C. Swinburne 107 | Many a green isle needs must be Shelley 333 Kiss me softly and speak to me low 7. G. Saxe 78 March, march, Ettrick and Teviotdale Scott

35 Know ye the land where the cypress and myrtle

Margarita first possessed .

A. Cowley
Byron 337 Martial, the things that do attain

Lord Surrey 135 Lambro, our sea-solicitor, who had

Byron
555 Mary, I believed thee true

T. Moore 103
Lars Porsena of Clusium
T. B. Macaulay 431 Mary to her Saviour's tomb

Newton 277 Last night, among his fellow roughs Sir F.H. Doyle 385 Maud Muller, on a summer's day Il 'hittier 75 Laud the first spring daisies Edward Youl 307 May the Babylonish curse .

Chas. Lamb

415 Lawn as white as driven snow Shakespeare 562 Maxwelton braes are bonny

Anonymous Laws, as we read in ancient sages Beattie 600 Mellow the moonlight to shine is beginning Haller 98 Lay him beneath his snows

Miss Mulock 713 Men dying make their wills - but wives 7. G. Saxe 729 Leave wringing of hands. Shakespeare 679 Merrily swinging on brier and weed

W'. C. Bryant 345 “Less wretched if less fair" E. B. Browning 453 Merry Margaret

John Skelton 38 Let Erin remember the days of old T. Moore

455 Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam Let not woman e'er complain

Burns
65

7. H. Payne 133 Let me move slowly through the street W. C. Bryant 572 Mild offspring of a dark and sullen sire! H.K. White 366 Let Sporus tremble

Pope
719 Mine be a cot beside the hill

Roger's

134 Let Taylor preach, upon a morning breezy T. Hood

741 Mine eyes have seen the glory 7. W. Howe 462 Let them sing who may of the battle fray Anonymous 421 Mine eyes he closed, but open left the cell Leuconomus (beneath well-sounding Greek)

Milton
Cowper 718 Moan, moan, ye dying gales !

Henry Neele 224 Life! I know not what thou art A. L. Barbauld

177 More strange than true: I never may believe Life may be given in many ways 7. R. Lowell 714

Shakespeare 567 Light as a flake of foam upon the wind Montgomery 474 Mortals, awake! with angels join Medley 272 Like as the armed Knighte

Anne Askewe 264 Most potent, grave, and reverend signiors Like as the damask rose you see Simon Wastell 186

Shakespeare Like the violet, which alone

W. Habington 44 Most sweet it is with unuplifted eyes Wordsworth 566 Like to the clear in highest sphere . T. Lodge 39 Music hath charms to soothe the savage breast Like to the falling of a star . Henry King 187

Congreve 535 Livger not long. Home is not home without thee "Music!" they shouted, echoing my demand

Anonymous
157

Bayard Taylor ros Lithe and long as the serpent train W.G. Simms 360 Music, when soft voices die

Shelley 585 Little Ellie sits alone E. B. Browning 20 My beautiful, my beautiful!

C. E. Vorton 517 Little Gretchen, little Gretchen wanders Anonymous 249 My boat is on the shore

Byron Little I ask; my wants are few 0. W. Holmes 568 My chaise the village inn did gain Anonymous 246

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summer rose

My curse upon thy venomed stang Burns 602 ' Now upon Syria's land of roses

T. Moore

337 My dear and only love, I pray Earl of Montrose 60 Now westward Sol had spent the richest beams My ear-rings, my ear-rings 7. G. Lockhart 96

R. Crashaw

350 My eyes ! how I love

you
Anonymous 74 | O, a dainty plant is the ivy green C. Dickens

370 My genius spreads her wing

Goldsmith 536 Oaths terminate, as Paul observes, all strife My gentle Puck, come hither. Shakespeare 655

Cowper 594 My girl hath violet eyes and yellow hair R. Buchanan 103 O beauteous God! uncircumscribed treasure My God, I love thee! not because (Translation of

Jeremy Taylor 266 Edward Caswell).

St. F. Xavier 257 O blest of heaven, whom not the languid songs
My hair is

gray,
but not with years

Byron
551

Mark A kenside 630 My hawk is tired of perch and hood Scott

517 O blithe new comer! I have heard

Wordsworth 342 My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains

O, breathe not his name !

T. Moore

455 John Keats 236 My heart leaps up when I behold Wordsworth 323

O Caledonia ! stern and wild

Scott My heart 's in the Highlands

Burns 514 O, came ye ower by the Yoke-burn Ford James Hoge 500 My heid is like to rend, Willie W. Motherwell 174 O dearest Lamb, take thou my heart ! My letters ! all dead paper, mute and white

Moravian Collection 276 E. B. Browning u O, deem not they are blest alone W.C. Bryant 610 My life is like R. H. Wilde 610 O, dinna ask me gin I lo'e ye

Dunlop

79 My little love, do you remember Bulwer-Lytton 77

O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea Byron

478 My loved, my honored, much-respected friend

O faint, delicious, springtime violet !

W. W. Story 367 Burns 291 O fairest of creation, last and best Milton

130 My love he built me a bonnie bower Anonymous 207 Of all the girls that are so smart . Harry Carey 52 My love, I have no fear that thou shouldst die

Of all men, saving Sylla the man-slayer Byron 711

7. R. Lowell 126. Of all the notable things on earth 7. G. Saxe 728 My love in her attire doth show her wit A nonymous 47 Of all the thoughts of God that are

E. B. Browning 576 My minde to me a kingdom is W'm. Byrd 565 Of all the torments, all the cares W m, Walsh

59 My mother sighed, the stream of pain 7. P. Curran 426 Of a the airts the wind can blaw Burns

153 My mule refreshed, his bells

Rogers 335 O Father, let me not die young! Anonymous 288 My name is Norval : on the Grampian hills

Of Nelson and the North

Campoell

486 John Home 502 O for a lodge in some vast wilderness Cowper 462 My native land, thy Puritanic stock R. H. Newell 774 O, formed by nature, and refined by art T. Tickell 123 My prime of youth is but a frost of cares C. 7ychborn 613 Ost have I seen, at some cathedral door Longfellow 527 My sister ! my sweet sister ! if a name Byron 138 Oft in the stilly night .

T. Moore 227 My soul to-day

T. B. Read 631 O gentle, gentle summer rain. Bennett 607 Mysterious night! when our first parent knew

O God, methinks, it were a happy life Shakespeare 135 Blanco White 302 O God! our help in ages past.

Watts

271 My true love hath my heart, and I have his

O God! though sorrow be my fate (Translation)
Sir Ph. Sidney 57

Mary Queen of Hungary 262
My voice is still for war .
Addison 435 O, go not yet, my love

Tennyson
Nearer, my God, to thee
S. F. Adams 278 O happiness ! our being's end and aim! Pope

571 Needy knife-grinder ! whither are you going?

O happy day that fixed my choice Doddridge 275 G. Canning 726 | O, happy, happy, thrice happy state T. Hood

758 Never any more

R. Browning 166 | Oh! best of delights, as it everywhere is T. Moore 85 Never wedding, ever wooing

Campbell 64 O hearts that never cease to yearn Anonymous 176 Next to thee, O fair gazelle Bayard Taylor 359 Oh! it is excellent .

Shakespeare 595 Night is the time for rest

Montgomery 303 O, lay thy hand in mine, dear! Gerald Massey 124 Night was again descending

Rogers 332 O, how the thought of God attracts Faber 284 No more these simple flowers belong Whittier

703 0, I have passed a miserable night! Shakespeare 578 No single virtue we could most commend Dryden 196 Italy, how beautiful thou art ! Rogers

531 No stir in the air, no stir in the sea Sowkey 482 O, it is pleasant, with a heart at ease Coleridge 634 No sun - no moon !

T. Hood

317 Old man, God bless you ! (Translation of Charles Not a drum was heard, nor a funeral note Chas. Wolfe 717 T. Brooks)

Pfeffel

398 Not a sous had he got Thomas Ingoldsby, Esq. 767 Old Master Brown brought his ferule down Not far advanced was morning day Scott

Anonymous

26 Nothing but leaves ; the spirit grieves Anonymous 269 Old Tubal Cain was a man of might C. Mackay

376 Not as you meant, О learned man A. D. F. Randolph 275 Old wine to drink !

R. H. Messenger 609 Not in the laughing bowers

Anonymous 223 O lovely Mary Donelly, it 's you I love the best! Not only we, the latest seed of Time Tennyson

W. Allingham 52 Now came still evening on, and twilight gray

0, luve will venture in where it daurna weel be seen Milton 301

Burns

53 Now has the lingering month at last gone by

O Marcius, Marcius

Shakespeare

33 Wm. Morris 83 O Mary, at thy window be !

Burns

51 Now ponder well, you parents dear Anonymous O Mary, go and call the cattle home C. Kingsley 483 Now stop your noses, readers, all and some

O melancholy bird, a winter's day

Lord Thurlow 353 Dryden 719 O mighty Cæsar! dost thou lie so low Shakespeare 693 Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger

O Mistress mine, where are you roaming? Shakespeare 51 Milton 310 O mother dear, Jerusalem .

David Dickson 257 Now the last day of many days Shelley 333 O mother of a mighty race

W. C. Bryant 444 Now there's peace on the shore 7. G. Lockhart 406 (), my God! can it be possible I have Shelley 695 Now the third and fatal conflict . R. C. Trench 581 O my luve 's like a red, red rose Burns

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