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INDEX OF FIRST LINES.

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Go where glory waits thee

Moore, 269
Great are the myths - I too delight in them. W. Whitman. 634
Great God, whose sceptre rules the earth .J. Quarles. 849
Green be the turf above thee .

Halleck. 559
Green little vaulter in the sunny grass

Hunt. 54
Guvener B. is a sensible man.

Lowell. 484

Hail, beauteous stranger of the grove !.. Logan. 16
Hail, old patrician trees, so great and good.. . Cowley. 733
Hail to thee, blithe spirit !

.Shelley. 10
Hail to the Lord's anointed.

..J. Montgomery. 799
Half a league, half a league.

Tennyson. 402
Half-sleeping, by the tire I sit.

Mills. 561
Hame, hame, hame! oh hame I fain Cunningham, 380
Hamelin town's in Brunswick.

.R. Browning. 128
Hans Breitmann gife a barty..

Leland. 483
Happy art thon, whom God does bless

. Cowley. 46
Happy insect, can it be.

Anacreon.
Happy insect, ever blest

W. Harte. 54
Happy songster, perched above.

Anacreon. 54
Happy the man whose wish and care

Pope. 732
Hark! ah, the Nightingale.

M. Arnold. 40
Hark hurk! the lark at heaven's gate. . Shakespeare. 10
Hark! some wild trumpeter.

W. Whitman, 669
Hark! the faint bells of the sunken city. Mueller, 718
Hast thou a charm to stay the morning.S. T. Coleridge. 110
Hast thou seen that lordly castle.

Uhland. 563
Hear, sweet spirit, hear the spell.. S. T. Coleridge. 593
Hear the sledges with the bells.

Poe. 665
Hear what God the Lord hath spoken

Couper. 835
He came across the meadow-pass. Anonymous. 237
He filled the crystal goblet.

Hazewell. 384
Heigho,"yawned one day King Francis. R. Browning: 210
He is gone on the mountain.

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I am a friar of orders gray

O‘kerfe. 729
I am monarch of all I survey

Couper. 641
I arise from dreams of thee.

. Shelley. 262
I ask not that my bed of death.

M. Arnold. 774
I bade thee stay. Too well I know. .S. II. Whitman. 293
I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers... .Shelley: 63
I cannot eat but little meat.

still. 428
I cannot make him dead.

Pierpont. 157
I come from the haunts of coot and hern Tennyson. 26
I dreamed that, as I wandered by the way .. Shelley. 27
I envy not, in any moods.

Tennyson. 165
If aught of oaten stop, or pastoral song

Collins. 97
I feel a newer life in every gale.

Perciral. 7
If I desire with pleasant songs.

Burbidge. 287
If I leave all for thee, wilt thou. Mrs. Browning. 246
I fill this cup to one made up..

Pinkney. 278
If it be true that any beauteous thing, Michel Angelo. 245
If love were what the rose is.

Suinburne. 251
If that the world and love were young. Raleigh. 259
If the red slayer think he slays

Emerson. 714
If this fair rose offend.. Congreve and Somerville. 248
If thou must love me, let it be for.. Mrs. Browning. 246
If thou wert by my side, my love.

Heber. 340
If thou wilt ease thine heart.

Beddocs. 562
If to be absent were to be..

Lorelace. 255
If you become a nun, dear..

Hunt. 284
I give thee treasures hour by hour.

R. T. Cooke. 319
I have a son, a little son, a boy just five years. Moultrie. 151
I have got a new-born sister.

M. Lamb. 114
I have had playmates, I have had companions. C. Lamb. 170
I have ships that went to sea.

Scoil. 518
Hence, all you vain delights. Beaumont and Fletcher, 726
Hence, loathed Melancholy.

Milton. 698
Hence, vain deluding joys...

Milton. 700
Here, a sheer hulk, lies poor Tom Bowling Dibdin. 52
Here, here, oh here, Eurydice..

Lovelace. 309
Here I come creeping, creeping everywhere. Roberts 12
Here's a health to ane I lo'e dear.

Burns. 265
Here's a health to them that 's awa.

Burns. 377
Her eyes are homes of silent prayer

Tennyson. 822
Her eyes are wild, her head is bare.. Words corth. 141
Her eyes the glow-worme lend thee.

Herrick. 234
Her suffering ended with the day.

J. Aldrich. 541
He sang so wildly, did the boy.

Burbilge. 124
He that loves a rosy cheek.

Careu. 234
He that of such a height hath built his mind. ...Daniel. 704
He who died at Azan sends.

E. Arnold. 783
Hey, now the day's dawning

A. Montgomery.

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Hie upon lielands.

Anonymous, 496
Home they brought her warrior dead . Tennyson. 159
Ho! pretty page, with the dimpled chin. Thackeray: 7:29
Ho, sailor of the sea..

Dobell. 5:23
How are thy servants blest, O Lord.

Addison. 812
How dear to this heart are the scenes of my. Wood worth. 652
How delicious is the winning

Campbell. 222
How do I love thee? Let me count. Mrs. Browning. 246
How fresh, O Lord, how sweet and clean.. Herbert. 806
How happy is he born and taught.

Wotton. 756
How like a winter hath my absence been.. Shakespeare. 243
How little fades from earth when sink to rest.. Sterling. 679
How little recks it where men lie.

Barry. 419
How many paltry, foolish, painted things. Drayton. 245
How many summers, love.

Cornwall. 313
How near me came the hand of death

Wither. 829
How orient is thy beauty! How divine F. Quarles. 806
How seldom, friend, a good, great man..8. T. Coleridge. 742
How should I your true love know. Shakespeare. 357
How sleep the brave, who sink to rest.

Collins. 384
How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth. Millon. 742
How spake of old the Royal Seer.

Thackeray. 729
How stands the glass around ?.

. Anonymous. 174
How sweet it were, if without feeble fright. Hunt, 709
How sweetly doth my master sound

Herbert. 805
How the earth burns! Each pebble under foot.. Blunt. 58
How vainly men themselves amaze.

Marvell. 45
Hush ! my dear, lie still and slumber. 1. Watts. 160

Coffin. 647
I heard a sick man's dying sigh.

Praed. 481
I hear no more the locust beat

. Shepherd. 274
I in these flowery meads would be

Walton. 14
I journey through a desert drear and wild, .Anonymous. 803
I know not what it presages.

Heine. 595
I know that all beneath the moon decays. Drummond. 215
I like a church : I like a cowl

Emerson. 752
I'll wreathe my sword in myrtle-bough. Callistratus. 354
I love, and have some cause to love, the earth. F. Quarles. 850
I loved him not; and yet, now he is gone... Landor. 293
I loved thee long and dearly..

P. P. Cooke. 323
I love to look on a scene like this

Willis. 132
I love to wander through the woodlands. S. H. Whitman. 82
I mourn no more my vanished years.,

Whittier. 815
I'm sittin' on the stile, Mary.

Dufferin, 535
I must not say that thou wert true.

M. Arnold. 3:22
I'm wearin' awa', John,

Nairne. 827
In a coign of the cliff between lowland. Suinburne. 91
In a dream of the night I was wafted away. Hyxlop. 374
In darker days and nights of storm.

Parker. 820
I never gave a lock of hair away.. Mrs. Browning. 246
In good King Charles's golden days. Anonymous. 479
In Ireland ferr over the sea ..

Anonymous. 195
In Köln, a town of monks and bones Coleridge. 460
In London was young Beichan born Anonymous. 200
In martial sports I had my cunning tried. .Sidney. 244
In May, when sea-winds pierced our solitudes.. Emerson. 31
In slumbers of midnight the sailor boy lay.... Dimond. 5:22
In summer, when the days were long.. Anonymous. 274
In the desert of the Holy Land I strayed Anonymonx, 811
In the hour of my distress....

Herrick. 825
In their ragged regimentals

Mc Master. 389
In the merrie moneth of Maye

Lor: 43

Breton. 247
In the old churchyard of his native town.

774
In this world, the isle of dreams
Into the silent land

Salix, 539
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan.

.8. T. Coleridge. 614
In yonder dim and pathless wood..

Uhland. 749
Iphigenia, when she heard her doom

Lanilor. 509
I remember, I remember...

Hood. 144
I said to sorrow's awful storm.

L. Stoddard. 737
I sat with Doris, the shepherd-maiden.

Munby. 236
I saw him last on this terrace proud

17. Smith. 557
I saw him once before..

Holmer. 732
I saw the twinkle of white feet,

Lowell. 674
I saw two clouds at morning.

Brainard. 339
I say to thee, do thou repeat..

Trench. 831
Is it come! they said, on the banks of the Nile. Brown, 765

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I sought thee round about, O thou my God...
Heywood. 844 Loud he sang the psalm of David.

Longfellow. 764
I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris and he..R. Browning. 385 Loud is the Summer's busy song:

Clare. 43
Is there for honest poverty...

Burns. 744 Loud wind ! strong wind I sweeping o'er the. Craik. 108
Is there, when the winds are singing.. Blanchard. 122 Love comes back to his vacant dwelling. Dobson. 287
Is this a fast - to keep the larder lean. ... Herrick. 816 Love is a sickness full of woes.

Danid. 218
It is an ancient mariner..

.S. T. Coleridge. 615 Love is the blossom where there blows... Fletcher. 253
It is a place where poets crowned Mrs. Browning. 685 Love knoweth every form of air.

Willis. 287
It is not that my lot is low..
H. K. White. 561 Love me if I live..

Cornwall, 272
It is the miller's daughter..
Tennyson. 277 Love me little, love me long..

Anonymous. 250
It is the poet Uhland, from whose wreathings... Butler. 692 Love not, love not, ye hapless sons of clay. Norton. 892
It little profits that, an idle king..
. Tennyson. 631 Love not me for comely grace.

. Anonymous. 258
I too have suffered. Yet I know
M. Arnold. 321 Love thy mother, little one.

Hood. 119
It was a beauteous lady richly dressed. Norton. 322 Low spake the knight to the peasant-girl. Sterling. 313
It was a friar of ordere gray

.Percy. 208
It was a summer evening.
Southey. 649 Maid of Athens, ere we part.

Byron. 262
It was many and many a year ago.

Poe. 325 Malbrouck, the prince of commanders. Anonymous. 430
It was not in the winter
Hood. 278 Many a year is in its grave

Uhland. 168
It was the calm and silent night..
Domett. 812 March, march, Ettrick and Teviotdale.

Soott. 379
It was the schooner Hesperus.
.Longfellow. 520 Margarita first possessed...

Couley. 283
It was the season when thro' all the land. .Longfellow. 21 Martial, the things that do attain

Surrey. 698
I've taught thee love's sweet lesson o'er Darley: 279 Mary to her Saviour's tomb.

Neroton. 801
I've wandered east, I've wandered west. Motherwel. 311 Maud Muller, on a summer's day.

Whittier. 314
I wandered by the brook-side..
Milnes. 2777 Maxwelton braes are bonnie..

Douglas. 267
I wandered, lonely as a cloud..
Wordsworth. 30 May, queen of blossoms..

Thurlono. 8
I was thy neighbor once, thou rugged pile. Wordsworth. 70 May the Babylonish curse.

C. Lamb. 464
I weigh not fortune's frown or smile. Sylvester. 702 Mellow the moonlight to shine is beginning. J. F. W'aller. 236
I went to her who loveth me no more. O'Shaughnessy. 295 Men have done brave deeds.

. Anonymous. 416
I went to the garden of love..
. Blake. 752 Methinks it is good to be here.

Knowles. 778
I wish I were where Helen lies.

Anonymous. 497 Milton, thou shouldst be living at this hour. Wordsworth. 417
I would I were an excellent divine.
Breton. 816 Mine be a cot beside the hill.

Rogers. 340
Moon of harvest, herald mild.

H. K. White. 100
Jaffar, the Barmecide, the good vizier
Hunt. 168 Mortal mixed of middle clay.

Emerson. 718
Jenny kissed me when we met..
Hunt. 293 Mournfully ! oh, mournfully.

Motherwell. 105
Jesus, lover of my soul....
Wesley. 808 Mourn, o rejoicing heart.

Anonymous. 736
Jesus shall reign where'er the sun..

Watts. 800 Much have I travelled in the realms of gold. Keats. 692
John Anderson, my jo, John
Burns. 344 My boat is on the shore..

Byron. 175
John Gilpin was a citizen
Cowper. 452 My brier that smelledst sweet

Landor, 83
Just for å handful of silver he left us .R. Browning. 555 My coachman, in the moonlight there.

Loureu. 725

My days among the dead are passed. .R. Southey, 768
Ken ye anght of brave Lochiel
..Anonymous. 526 My dear and only love, I pray.

Montrase. 259
King Almanzor of Granada, he hath bid... Anonymous. 358 My dear Redeemer, and my God.

Watts. 807
King Charles, and who'll do him right now. R. Browning. 369 My ear-rings ! my ear-rings !..

Anonymous. 225
King of kings, and Lord of lords.
Milman. 847 My God, I heard this day.

Herbert. 757
Kulnasatz, my reindeer....
Anonymous. 201 My God, I love thee ! not because.

Xarier. 802
My hair is gray, but not with years.

.Byron. 512
Lars Porsena of Clusium...

. Macaulay. 347 My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains... Keats. 39
Last night, among his fellow roughs.. ... Doyle. 415 My heart's in the Highlands.

Burns. 85
Late at e'en, drinking the wine.
Anonymous. 488 My heid is like to rend, Willie.

Motherwell. 312
Laud the first spring daisies
Youl. 31 My life is like the summer rose.

R. H. Wilde. 738
Lessons sweet of Spring returning

Keble. 5 My loved, my honored, much-respected friend... Burns. 753
Let me move slowly through the street Bryant. 717 My love has talked with rocks and trees.. Tennyson. 339
Let me not to the marriage of true minds. . Shakespeare. 244 My love he built me a bonny bower. . Anonymous. 497
Let observation, with extensive view
Johnson. 721 My minde to me a kingdom is.

Byrd. 705
Let those who are in favor with their stars. Shakespeare. 164 My mother bore me in the southern wild. Blake. 147
Life and Death are sisters fair.
Anonymous. 766 My soul, there is a country.

Vaughan. 836
Life, I know not what thou art.
Barbauld. 782 My soul to-day..

Read. 73
Life of life! Thy lips enkindle.
. Shelley. 109 My spirit longeth for thee.

Byrom. 811
Like a blind spinner in the sun

Jackson. 741 Mysterions Night! when our first parent. J. B. While. 101
Like Ætna's dread volcano, see the ample forge. Dibdin. 645 My wind has turned to bitter north.

Clough. 738
Like as the damask rose you see

Wastel. 773
Like some vision olden..
Landon. 126 Nearer, my God, to thee.

. Adams. 845
Like the violet, which alone.

Habington, 253 Needy knife-grinder, whither are you going Canning. 461
Like to the falling of a star.

. Never any more.
Lily on liquid roses floating
Kenyon. 173 Next to thee, O fair gazelle.

B. Taylor. 56
Listed into the cause of sin.
Wesley. 818 Noblest Charís, you that are.

Jonson. 249
Lithe and listen, gentlemen.

Anonymous. 423 No cloud, no relict of the sunken day. .S. T. Coleridge. 40
Little inmate, full of mirth.
Bourne. 102 No god to mortals oftener descends

Landor. 765
Little streams are light and shadow
M. Howitt. 25 No more these simple flowers belong.

Whittier. 691
Little thinks, in the field, yon red-cloaked. Emerson. 749 No seas again shall sever..

Bonar. 837
Lochiel, Lochiel ! beware of the day.. Campbell. 378 No stir in the air, no stir in the sea.. R. Southey. 530
Lo! here a little volume, but great book Crashaw, 817 Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note. Wolfe. 556
Lo, my Shepherd's hand divine...
Merrick. 840 Not as all other women are.

Lowell. 276
Lone upon a mountain, the pine-trees wailing. Landon. 279 Nothing under the sun is new,

Cook. 731
Look at me with thy large brown eyes.

Craik. 117 Not in the swaying of the summer trees.. E. Arnold. 673
Look out upon the stars, my love.

Pinkney. 277 Not marble, nor the gilded monuments. Shakespeare. 165
Lord, how long, how long wilt thon.

Davison. 839 Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul. Shakespeare. 944
Lord Lovel he stood at his castle gate.. . Anonymous. 204 Not on a prayerless bed...

Mercer. 821
Lord, thou hast been thy people's rest. J. Montgomery. 851 Not ours the vows of such as plight.

Barton. 839
Lord, when those glorious lights I see.
Wither. 794 Now glory to the Lord of hosts.

Macaulay. 367

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Now is done thy long day's work.
Tennyson. 549 O say not that my heart is cold..

Wolfe. 739
Now ponder well, yon parents dear. Anonymous. 138 O sing unto my roundelay....

Chatterton. 324
Now that Tom Dunstan 's cold..
Buchanan. 415 O, snatched away in beauty's bloom.

Byron. 548
Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger...

Milton. 6 O'talk not to me of a name great in story .Byron. 292
Now the lusty Spring is seen...
Beaumont and Fletcher. 7 0, that last day in Lucknow fort.

Lowell. 414
Now there is peace on the shore.:

Lockhart, 881 oʻthat those lips had language! Life has passed. Cowper. 653
Now the third and fatal conflict for the Persian. Trench. 637 O that 'twere possible..

Tennyson. 308
O the Broom, the yellow Broom

M. Howitt. 32
0, a dainty plant is the ivy green
Dickens. 93 O, the French are on the say.

. Anonymous, 385
O Arranmore, loved Arranmore.
Moore, 744 O'the gallant fisher's life

Chalkhil. 13
O beauteous God, uncircumscribed treasure..J. Taylor. 836 O the pleasant days of old.

Brown. 743
O blithe new-comer, I have heard.. Wordsworth. 16 O those little, those little blue shoes

Bennett. 150
O, breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade. Moore. 549 O thou eternal One, whose presence bright.. Derzhavin. 852
O, Brignall banks are wild and fair..

Scott. 239 O thou, that swing'st upon the waving ear. Lovelace. 53
Och hone! and what will I do.
Lover. 289 O thou, the wonder of all dayes..

.Herrick. 550
O come away, make no delay.
Vaughan. 805 O thou whose fancies from afar...

Wordsworth. 121
O Death ! thou tyrant fell and bloody

Burns. 545 O thou, whose mighty palace roof doth hang Keats. 50
O, did you see him riding down.

..Perry. 281 O Tim, did you hear of thim Saxons.. Thackeray. 475
O dig a grave, and dig it deep.
W. S. Roscoe, 551 Our band is few, but true and tried..

Bryant. 389
O faint, delicious, spring-time violet..

. Story. 34 Our bugles sang truce ; for the night-cloud ... Campbell. 649
Of all the thoughts of God that are, Mrs. Browning. 764 Our life is twofold ; sleep hath its own world .... Byron. 296
O, fear not thou to die...
Inonymous. 825 Outstretched beneath the leafy shade

Southey. 766
of Lentren in the first morning
Dunbar. 629 Over hill, over dale ...

Shakespeare. 578
Of mortal glory, O soon darkened ray Drummond. 774 Over the mountains.

Anonymous. 206
Or Nelson and the north.
Campbell, 403 Over the river they beckon to me.

Wakefield. 781
O for a closer walk with God.
Cowper. 846 O waly, waly, up the bank.

Anonymous. 311
Oft as my lady sang for me.
Parsons. 673 0, wert thou in the cauld blast

Burns. 267
Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray.
Wordsworth. 1430, what can ail thee. knight-at-arms

Keats. 579
Oft in the stilly night..
. Moore. 761 O when 'tis summer weather.

Bowles. 44
Oft I see at twilight.
.S. H. Whitman. 565 0, where do fairies hide their heads.

Bayly. 584
O gentle, gentle summer rain

Bennett. 62 Owherefore come ye forth, in triumph from . Macaulay. 369
O God, my strength and fortitude.

.Sternhold, 839 0, where hae ye been, Lord Randal, my son. Anonymous. 492
O God, unseen but not unknown. .J. Montgomery. 850 0, why should the spirit of mortal be proud.....Knox. 776
O God, whose thunder shakes the sky. Chatterton. 847 O'wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's... Shelley. 65
O happy sleep! that bear'st upon thy breast. ... Martin. 103 0, Willie 's gane to Melville Castle.. Anonymous. 455
O happy Thames that didst my Stella bear. ..... Sidney. 244 0, will ye choose to hear the news.

Thackeray. 476
o, how much more doth beauty.
Shakespeare. 165 O'world ! O life! O time !....

Shelley. 562
O, it is great for our country to die

Percival. 354 O, yet we trust that somehow good Tennyson. 821
0, Kenmure 's on and awa, Willie

Burns. 377 0, young Lochinvar is come out of the west Scott. 238
O lady, leave thy silken thread.

Hood. 675
O lady, thy lover is dead, they cried MacDonald. 326 Pack clouds away, and welcome day Heywood. 12
Old stories tell how Hercules

427 Pansies, lilies, kingcups, daisies.

Wordsworth. 28
Old Time and I, the other night.
o. 483 Peace to the slumberers

Moore. 384
Old wine to drink !...
Messinger. 171 Peace! what can tears avail ?.

Cornwall. 511
o leave the past to bury its own dead.

Blunt. 247 People, appear, approach, advance Anonymous. 463
O Love divine, how sweet thou art
Wesley. 823 Phæbus, arise

Drummond. 7
O lovely Mary Donnelly, it's you I love.. Allingham. 270 Pibroch of Donuil Dhu

Scott. 379
O Love, whose patient pilgrim feet. David Gray. 344 Piped the blackbird on the beechwood spray. Westwood. 147
O Mary, go and call the cattle home.
Kingsley. 498 Piping down the valleys wild

Blake. 113
0, may I join the choir invisible
Eliot. 780 Praise to God, immortal praise.

Barbauld. 837
o melancholy bird, a winter's day.

Thurlow. 107 Prayer is the soul's sincere desire. .J. Montgomery. 820
O mother dear, Jerusalem
Anonymous. 832 Prince Eugene, our poble leader.

Anonymous. 366
O mother of a mighty race.
Bryant. 391 Proud Maisie is in the wood.

Scott. 555
0, my love's like the steadfast sun Cunningham. 343 Prune thou thy words; the thoughts control.. Newman. 728
0, my lave's like a red, red rose.
Burns. 266 Prythee, Willy, tell me this..

Wither. 679
On a bleak ridge, from whose granite edges... Burleigh. 677 Put the broidery-frame away. Mrs. Browning. 317
Once this soft turf, this rivulet's sands Bryant. 393
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered..., Poe. 623 Quhy dois zour brand sae drop wi' bluid... Anonymous. 494
On deck, beneath the awning.
Thackeray. 468 Quivering fears, heart-tearing cares...

Wotton. 14
One day I wrote her name upon the strand Spenser. 242
On either side the river lie.
Tennyson. 597 Rarely, rarely comest thou...

.Shelley. 710
One more unfortunate.
Hood. 536 Rear high thy bleak majestic hills.

Roscoe. 689
One silent night of late.

Anacreon. 286 Remote, unfriended, melancholy, slow. Goldsmith. 654
O never say that I was false of heart. . Shakespeare. 244 Ring ont, wild bells, to the wild sky
O never talk again to me

Tennyson. 812
Byron. 263 Ring, sing ! ring, sing ! pleasant Sabbath. Buchanan. 594
One word is too often profaned

Shelley. 263 Rippling thro' thy branches goes the sunshine... Lowell. 51
O nightingale, that on yon bloomy spray Milton. 38 Rise, heart ! thy Lord is risen...

Herbert. 801
On Linden, when the sun was low.

Campbell. 400 Rise! Sleep no more! 'Tis a noble morn..... Cornwall. 86
On the cross-beam under the Old South bell. Willis. 52 Rise up, rise up, now, Lord Douglas.. Anonymous. 491
On the sea and at the Hogue..
R. Browning. 409 Rise up, rise up, Xarifa...

Anonymous. 221
On thy fair bosom, silver lake.

Percival. 74 Robert of Sicily, brother of Pope Urbane... Longfellow. 769
On Trinitye Mondaye in the morn, Anonymous. 569 Rocked in the cradle of the deep.

Willard. 808
O reader, hast thou ever stood to see R. Southey. 105 Rock of ages, cleft for me.

Toplady. 807
Orphan Hours, the Year is dead.
Shelley. 108 Ruin seize thee, ruthless king.

Gray. 364
Orpheus, with his lute, made trees. Shakespeare. 669
0, Saint Patrick was a gentleman.
Bennett. 471 Sad is our youth, for it is ever going..

De Vere. 737
O, saw ye Bonnie Leslie...

Burns. 268 Saint Agnes' Eve - Ah, bitter chill it was. Keats. 217
0, saw ye not fair Ines.
Hood. 268 Saint Anthony at church..

Anonymous. 478
O say, can you see, by the dawn's early light Key. 390 Saviour, when in dust to thee.

Grant. 809

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Say not, the struggle naught availeth,
Clough. 652 Swifter far than summer's flight

. Shelley. 561
Say over again, and yet once over again. Mrs. Browning. 246 Swiftly walk over the western wave.

.Shelley. 99
Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled.

Burns. 369
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness.
keatx. 86 Take back into thy bosom, earth

Simmons. 568
See, from this counterfeit of him.

Parsons. 418 Take, oh ! take those lips.... Shakespeare and Fletcher. 352
See how the orient dew.
Marvel. 6 Take the dead Christ to my chamber.

Houe. 810
See how yon flaming herald treads.

Holmes. 642 Tears, idle tears ! I know not what they mean. Tennyson. 566
See the chariot at hand here of Love.

.Jonson. 248 Tell me not, in mournful numbers Longjilou. 768
September strews the woodland o'er.
Parsons, 80 Tell me not, sweet, I am unkinde

Lovelace. 234
Set in this stormy northern sea.
0. Wilde. 400 Tell me, what is a poet's thought.

Cornwall. 695
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day!.. Shakespeare. 163 That so thy blessed birth, o Christ

Wither. 793
Shall I tell you whom I love..

Broucne. 250 That thou art blamed shall not be.. Shakeslware. 242
Shall I, wasting in despair..
Wither. 285 The angel of the nation's peace.

Griffith. 397
She bounded o'er the graves..

Gilman. 146 The Assyrian came down like a wolf on the fold. Byron. 353
Shed no tear! oh shed no tear.
Keats. 578 The autumn is old..

Hood. 92
She dwelt among the untrodden ways. Wordsworth. 148 The awful shadow of some unseen power Shelley. 709
She is a maid of artless grace..
Vicente. 276 The bairnies cuddle doon at nicht.

Anderson, 115
She is a winsome wee thing

... Burns. 342 The bird that soars on highest wing. ..J. Montgomery. 817
She is far from the land where her young hero... Moore. 3:26 The bloom hath fled thy cheek, Mary. Motheruel. 310
She is not fair to outward view..
H. Coleridge. 250 The boy stood on the burning deck.

Hemans. 408
She is talking æsthetics, the dear clever creature..
Lytton. 477 The breaking waves dashed high..

Hemans. 387
Shepherds all, and maidens fair. Beaumont and Fletcher. 96 The bubbling brook doth leap when I come by.... Very. 31
She stood breast-high amid the corn..
Hood. 275 The castle clock had tolled midnight..

Boules. 566
She walks in beauty like the night..

Byron. 676 The clouds are scudding across the moon. B. Taylor. 68
She was a phantom of delight
Wordsworth. 676 The cock is crowing..

Wordsworth. 5
She wore a wreath of roses

.. Bayly. 535 The crimson moon uprising from the sea.. Thurlou. 100
Should auld acquaintance be forgot.

Burns, 182 The curfew tolls the knell of parting day T. Gray. 784
Shout for the mighty men....
C'roly. 355 The day is ending....

Longfelloư. 107
Sigh on, sad heart, for love's eclipse.

Hood. 294 The day of the Lord is at hand, at hand. Kingsley, 747
Silent nymph, with curious eye.
Dyer. 94 The day returns, my bosom burns,

Burnr. 314
Since you desire of me to know

Norris. 702 The dew was falling fast, the stars began. . Wordsuorth. 124
Sing again the song you sang

Curtis. 674 The doubt which ye misdeem, fair love, is vain Spenser. 332
Sing aloud! His praise rehearse.

More. 791 The dreamy rhymer's measured snore. Landor. 694
Sing. sweetest thrushes, forth and sing ! Stoddart. 13 The dule 's' i' this bonnet o' mine.

Waugh, 271
Sing the old song, amid the sounds dispersing.. De Vere. 279 The evening comes, the fields are still. M. Arnold. 746
Sir Marmaduke was a hearty knight
Colman. 728 The flags of war like storm-birds fly.

Whittier. 393
Sit down, sad soul, and count
Cornwall. 769 The flower that smiles to-day.

Shelley. 1738
Slave of the dark and dirty mine.

. Leyden. 640 The forward violet thus did I chide. Shakespeare. 243
Sleep breathes at last from out thee

ftunt. 121 The forward youth that would appear.. Narrell. 371
Sleep, love, sleep !.
Judson. 312 The fountains mingle with the river.

Shelley. 33
Sleep on, baby on the floor.

Mrs. Browning. 117 The gallant youth who may have gained... Wordsworth. 76
Sleep! The ghostly winds are blowing Cornwall. 537 The glories of our birth and state.

..Shirley. 763
Slowly, with measured tread
Mrs. Southey. 539 The glow and the glory are plighted.

Locker. 292
So all day long the noise of battle rolled Tennyson. 571 The God of Love -ah, benedicite!.

Chaucer. 17
So are you to my thoughts as food to life .. Shakespeare, 242 The groves of Blarney they look so charming. Millikin, 472
So fallen ! No lost! the light withdrawn. Whilfier. 551 The hag is astride.

Herrick, 461
Softly! She is lying with her lips apart. Eastman. 552 The half-seen memories of childish days, De Vere. 163
Softly woo away her breath

Cornwall. 5:28 The harp that once through Tara's halls. Moore. 383
So is it not with me as with that Muse Shakespeare. 164 The heath this night must be my bed.

Scott. 364
Some say thy fault is youth..
Shakespeare. 243 The heavens declare thy glory, Lord.

Watts. 840
Sometimes a light surprises

Couper. 822

The increasing moonlight drifts across my bed, Alrich. 394
Some years ago, ere time and tarte,

Praed. 480 The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece !.... Byron. 411
So now is come our joyful'st feast.

Wither. 183 The king sits in Dunfermline town. Anonymous. 487
So the foemen have fired the gate.

Kingsley. 386 The laird o' Cockpen he's proud and he's great. Nairne. 214
Sow in the morn thy seed.,
J. Montgomery. 819 The land beyond the sea.

Faber. &6
Spake full well, in language quaint and olden. Longfellow. 36 The latter rain, it falls in anxious haste. Very. 22
Sparkling and bright in liquid light.
.Hottman. 173 The lion is the desert's king.

Freiligrath. 57
Spirit that breathest through my lattice, Bryant. 96 The Lord is my shepherd.

J. Montgomery. 838
Stand still, and I will read to thee,

Donne. 247 The lords of Thule it did not please.. Anonymous. 637
Star that bringest home the bee

Campbell. 99 The lovely purple of the noon's bestowing: Landon. 179
Stern daughter of the voice of God

Wordsurorth, 739 The low plains stretch to the west with a glimmer. Rodd. 750
Still on the tower stood the vane..
Tennyson. 241 The melancholy days are come...,

Bryant. 84
Still to be neat, still to be drest

Jonson. 674 The mellow year is hasting to its close. H. Coleridge. 94
Stop, mortal ! Here thy brother lies
Elliott, 560 The midges dance aboon the burn..

Tannahill. 64
Storm-wearied Argo slept upon the water. B. Taylor. 610 The might of one fair face sublimes my love. M. Angelo. 262
Suck, baby, suck! mother's love grows. C. Lamh. 118 The moon is up in splendor..

Claudius. 100
Sweet, after showers, ambrosial air.
Tennyson. 97 The moon was a-waning.

Hogg. 523
Sweet and low, sweet and low

Tennyson. 114 The Moorish king rides up and down. Anonymous. 510
Sweet are the thoughts that savor of content.:. Greene. 701 The mother of the muses, we are taught. Landor. 783
Sweet Auburn ! loveliest village of the plain. Goldsmith. 659 The mountain and the squirrel

Emerson. 726
Sweet babe! true portrait of thy father's face. . Surrille. 118 The mountain sheep are sweeter

Peacock. 457
Sweet bird, that sing'st away the early hours. Drummond. 107 The musled drum's sad roll has beat

O'Hara. 399
Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright

Jlerbert. 762 The Muse, disgusted at an age and clime. .. Berkeley. 388
Sweet in her green dell the flower of beauty Darley. 278 The night comes stealing o'er me...

Heine. 596
Sweet is the pleasure..

Dwight. 715 The nightingale is mute - and so art thou. Thurlonr. 693
Sweet is the scene when virtue dies

Barbauld. 782 The night is come, but not too soon.. Longfellout'. 760
Sweetly breathing vernal air
Careno. 3 The night is late, the house is still.

Palmer. 158
Sweet poet of the woods, a long adieu !. C. Smith. 42 The night is made for cooling shade. Trowbridge. 68
Sweet, sweet, sweet..
Ilutchinson. 79 The old house by the lindens

Longfellor. 149

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The Pilgrimp Fathers, where are they

Pierpont. 388
The play is done – the curtain drops Thackeray. 735
The poetry of earth is never dead

Keals. 54
The prayers I make will then be sweet indeed. M. Angelo. 838
There are gains for all our losses R. H. Stoddard. 737
There be none of beauty's daughters

Byron. 264
There be those who sow beside

Barton. 749
There is a book, who runs may read

Keble. 792
There is a land of pure delight.

Watts. 832
There's a good time coming, boys

Mackay. 180
There's a grim one horse hearse in a jolly round ..Noel. 540
There was a jovial beggar..

Anonymous. 4:29
There was a lady lived at Leith..

. Maginn. 473
There was a 'roaring in the wind all night.. Wordsworth. 695
There was a time when meadow, grove. Wordsworth. 758
There was a youthe, and a well-beloved.. . Anonymous. 206
There were twa brothers at the scule. Anonymous. 495
There were two sisters sat in a bour.. Anonymous. 493
The royal banners forward go...

Fortunatus. 800
The sea ! the sea! the open sea !..

Cornwall. 66
The shades of night were falling fast. Longfellow. 420
The soote season, that bud and bloom forth... Surrey.

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The South-land boasts its teeming cane

Whittier. 392
The South-wind brings...

Emerson. 153
The spacious firmament on high.

Addison. 793
The spearmen heard the bugle sound. .Spencer. 517
The Spice-Tree lives in the garden green Sterling. 56
The splendor falls on castle walls

Tennyson. 96
The sturdy rock, for all his strength Anonymous. 762
The summer sun was sinking..

Anster. 120
The sun had closed the winter day.

Burns. 686
The sunlight glitters keen and bright.. Whittier. 72
The sun rises bright in France.

Cunningham. 381
The sun sets in night, and the stars shun the day. Hunter. 387
The thirsty earth soaks up the rain..

Anacreon.

64
The twilight is sad and cloudy.

Longfellow. 68
The varying year with blade and sheaf Tennyson. 222
The wanton troopers, riding by

Marcell. 534
The warm sun is failing; the bleak wind. . Shelley. 87
The water ! the water !

Motherwell. 26
The weather-leech of the topsail

shivers Mitchell. 66
The wind it blew, and the ship it flew Mac Donald. 202
The wind, the wandering wind.

Hemans. 64
The winter being over.

Ann Collins. 706
The wisest of the wise

Landor. 731
The wish that of the living whole

Tennyson. 764
The woods decay, the woods decay and fall.. Tennyson. 630
The world is too much with us.

Wordsworth. 629
They are all gone into the world of light. Vaughan. 830
They come ! the merry summer months. Motherwell. 9
They eat together, hand in hand.

. Anonymous, 303
They say that thou wert lovely on thy bier.. Walker. 774
This Indian weed, now withered quite.. Anonymous. 720
This is a spray the bird clung to. R. Browning. 294
This is the arsenal. From floor to ceiling... Longfellow. 650
This is the month, and this the happy morn... Milton. 794
This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign. Holmes. 72
This was the ruler of the land.

Croly, 356
This winter weather, it waxeth cold Anonymous. 429
Those evening bells! those evening bells l. Moore. 668
Those few pale autumn flowers.

C. B. Southey. 83
Thou art gone to the grave, but we will not.. ... Heber. 828
Thou blossom, bright with autumn dew. .Bryant. 82
Though the day of my destiny 's over.

Byron, 170
Thought is deeper than all speech.

Cranch. 715
Thou God unsearchable, unknown.

Wesley. 851
Thou hast beauty bright and fair.

Cornwall. 676
Thou hast vowed by thy faith, my Jeanie. Cunningham. 287
Thon hidden love of God, whose height.. Tersteegen. 824
Thou hidden source of calm repoee..

Wesley. 824
Thou lingering star, with less'ning ray.

Burns. 327
Thou little bird, thou dweller by the sea.

Dana. 70
Thou still unravished bride of quietness.

Keats. 697
Thou thrice denied, yet thrice beloved.

Keble. 813
Three fishers went sailing out into the west... Kingsley. 512
Three twangs of the horn

Tyrwhilt. 61
Thrice at the huts of Fontenoy the English Davis. 382
Through the night, throngh the night R. H. Stoddard. 517
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went... Morris. 187

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Through yonder windows stained and old. Rodd. 777
Thus to be lost, and thus to sink and die. Shelley. 672
Thy bosom is endeared with all hearts Shakespeare. 164
Thy braes were bonny, Yarrow stream. Logan. 491
Thy converse drew us with delight.

Tennyson. 167
Thy fruit full well the schoolboy knows.. .. EŬiott. 33
Thy tuwhits are lulled, I wot.

Tennyson. 101
Tiger! Tiger! burning bright

Blake. 57
Time is a feathered thing

Anonymous. 737
"Tis a fearful night in the winter time.. Eastman, 527
"Tis all a great show ...

. Very. 748
"Tis by thy strength the mountains stand Watis. 842
'Tis death! and peace indeed is here.. M. Arnold. 648
'Tis long ago --- we have toiled and traded. Brown. 745
'Tis much immortal beauty to admire. Thurlow. 675
'Tis sweet to hear the merry lark.. H. Coleridge, 12
'Tis the last rose of Summer..

Moore. 86
'Tis the middle watch of a Summer night. Drake. 585
To battle ! to battle !...

Motherwell. 373
To fair Fidele's grassy tomb.

Collins. 551
To him who in the love of nature holds. Bryant. 779
Toll for the brave...

Cowper. 519
To make my lady's obsequies..

Orleans. 331
To make this condiment your poet begs. S. Smith. 463
Too late I stayed - forgive the crime. Spencer. 170
To thee, fair Freedom, I retire.

Shenstone. 733
To the lords of convention 'twas Claverhouse Scott. 375
To the sound of timbrels sweet

Milman. 333
To thy lover, dear, discover.

Crashaw. 255
Touch us gently, Time ..

Cornwall. 786
Toussaint, the most unhappy man of men. Wordsworth. 417
To wear the blue I think it best.

. Anonymous. 377
Tread softly! bow the head.

Mrs. Southey. 539
Triumphing chariots, statues, crowns. Drummond. 707
True it is that clouds and mist

. Anonymous, 651
True Thomas lay on Huntlie bank

Anonymous. 574
Turn, gentle hermit of the dale.

Goldsmith. 212
'Twas at the royal feast for Persia won Dryden. 666
'Twas Commencement eve, and the ball-room... Strong. 295
'Twas even -- the dewy fields were green.. Burns. 266
'Twas in the prime of Summer time.

Hood. 524
'Twas on a Monday morning..

Anonymous. 376
'Twas the night before Christmas

C. C. Moore. 131
Two dark-eyed maids, at shut of day.

Bryant. 332
Two seas, amid the night...

..Sterling. 641
T'wo shall be born the whole wide world . Anonymous. 258
Under a spreading chestnut-tree.

Longfellow. 643
Under my window, under my window. Westwood. 145
Underneath the sod low lying

Fields. 553
Under the greenwood tree

. Shakespeare. 44
Under yon beech-tree standing on the green.. Meredith. 240
Up from the meadows rich with corn. Whittier. 395
Upon a rock that, high and sheer.

Bryant. 528
Upon the sadness of the sea...

Tharter. 772
Upon the white sea-sand..

Brown. 740
Up the airy mountain..

Allingham. 592
Up the streets of Aberdeen.

Whittier. 635
Up to her chamber-window

Aldrich. 284
Up to the throne of God is borne.. Wordsworth. 815
Up! up, my friend ! and quit your books.. Wordsworth. 715

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Wail for Dædalns, all that is fairest.

Sterling. 508
Watchman, tell us of the night

Bouring. 808
Weak and irresolute is man.

Cowper. 741
We are born, we laugh, we weep.

Cornwall. 769
We are the sweet flowers

Hunt. 35
We are the voices of the wandering wind E. Arnold. 767
Weave no more the marriage chain

Cornwall. 553
We count the broken lyres that rest

Holmes, 562
We dance on hills above the wind. . Anonymous. 578
We dined. A fish from the river beneath.. Anonymous. 288
Wee, modest, crimson-tipped flower.

Burns. 28

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