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ANONYMOUS.

Omnia Vincit
Colin
A Picture
A Song for music
In Lacrimas.
Love's Insight
An honest Autolycus .
The Unfaithful Shepherdess
Advice to a Lover
A sweet Lullaby
A Dilemma
The Great Adventurer
Love in thy youth, fair Maid
Cherry Ripe
My Love in her attire
Love not me for comely grace
Forsaken
Fair Helen
The Twa Corbies
Willie Drowned in Yarrow
Absence

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INDEX OF FIRST LINES

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PAGE A Chieftain to the Highlands bound

211 A child's a plaything for an hour

270 A flock of sheep that leisurely pass by

305 A good sword and a trusty band

351 A slumber did my spirit seal

210 A sweet disorder in the dress

95 A weary lot is thine, fair maid

225 A wet sheet and a flowing sea

235 Absence, hear thou this protestation

8 Ah, Chloris! could I now but sit

86 Ah, County Guy, the hour is nigh

217 Ab what avails the sceptred race

349 Airly Beacon, Airly Beacon

392 All day I tell my rosary

427 All in the Downs the fleet was moor'd

149 All thoughts, all passions, all delights .

199 And are ye sure the news is true

181 And is this — Yarrow? — This the Stream

297 And thou art dead, as young and fair

231 And wilt thou leave me thus . Ariel to Miranda; Take

288 Art thou pale for weariness

305 Art thou poor, yet hast thou golden slumbers

50 As it fell upon a day

27 As I was walking all alane

107 As ships, becalmed at eve, that lay

389 As slow our ship her foamy track

251 As thro' the land at eve we went

369 As we rush, as we rush in the train

417 At the corner of Wood Street, when daylight appears 288 At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly 230 Avenge, O Lord! Thy slaughter'd saints, whose bones 64 Awake, Aeolian lyre, awake

157 Awake, awake, my Lyre

101 Awake! for morning in the bowl of nighi

358 Bards of Passion and of Mirth

197 Beauty sat bathing by a spring .

13 Behold her, single in the field

287 Being your slave, what should I do but tend

9 Beneath these fruit-tree boughs that shed

277 Best and brightest, come away

299 Bid me to live, and I will live

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Blest pair of Sirens, pledges of Heavėn's joy
Blow, blow, thou winter wind
Break, break, break .
Bright Star! would I were steadfast as thou art
Call for the robin-redbreast and the wren
Calm was the day, and through the trembling air
Captain, or Colonel, or Knight in Arms
Care-charmer Sleep, son of the Sable Night
Coldly, sadly descends
Come away, come away, Death
Come, cheerful day, part of my life to me
Come into the garden, Maud
Come little babe, come silly soul
Come live with me and be my Love
Come, Sleep! O Sleep! the certain knot of peace
Come unto these yellow sands
Crabbed Age and Youth
Cupid and my Campaspé play'd
Cyriack, whose grandsire, on the royal bench
Daughter of Jove, relentless power
Daughter to that good Earl, once President
Day
Degenerate Douglas i oh, the unworthy lord
Doth then the world go thus, doth all thus move
Down in yon garden sweet and gay
Drink to me only with thine eyes
Duncan Gray cam here to woo .
Earl March look'd on his dying child
Earth has not anything to show more fair
E'en like two little bank-dividing brooks
Eternal Spirit of the chainless Mind
Ethereal minstrel ! pilgrim of the sky
Ever let the Fancy roam
Fain would I change that note
Fair Daffodils, we weep to see
Fair pledges of a fruitful tree.
Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing.
Fear no more the heat o' the gun
Fine knacks for ladies, cheap, choice, brave and new
Follow thy fair sun, unhappy shadow .
For ever, Fortune, wilt thou prove
Forget not yet the tried intent
Four Seasons fill the measure of the year
From Harmony, from heavenly Harmony
From Stirling Castle we had seen
Full fathom five thy father lies
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may .
Gem of the crimson-colour'd Even .

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Get up, get up, for shame! The blooming morn

93
Give her but a least excuse to love me

375
Go fetch to me a pint o' wine

152
Go, lovely Rose

91
Grow old along with me

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Hail thou most sacred venerable thing

128
Hail to thee, blithe Spirit .

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Happy the man, whose wish and care

136
Happy those early days, when I

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Happy were he could finish forth his fate

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Hark! ah, the nightingale

402
He that loves a rosy cheek

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He is gone on the mountain

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Hence, all you vain delights

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Hence, loathèd Melancholy

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Hence, vain deluding Joys

120
He sang of God, the mighty source

164
High-way, since you my chief Parnassus be

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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways

356
How graciously thou wear'st the yoke

425
How happy is he born and taught

76
How like a winter hath my absence been

10
How sleep the brave who sink to rest

144
How sweet the answer Echo makes

217
How vainly men themselves amaze

113
I am monarch of all I survey

190
I arise from dreams of Thee

205
I came to the doors of the House of Love

426
I cannot change, as others do

87
I come from haunts of coot and hern

367
I do not love thee! — no! I do not love thee

357
I dream'd that as I wander'd by the way

307
I fear thy kisses, gentle maiden

208
I have had playmates, I have had companions

250
I have no name

165
I heard a thousand blended notes

312
I know not that the men of old

364
I meet thy pensive, moonlight face

211
I met a traveller from an antique land

282
I must down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and
the sky

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I remember, I remember

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I saw Eternity the other night

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I saw her in childhood

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I saw my lady weep,

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I saw where in the shroud did lurk

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I strove with
none, for none was worth my strife

349
I thought once how Theocritus had sung

354
I travellid among unknown men

208
I wander'd lonely as a cloud

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I was thy neighbour once, thou rugged Pile
I wish I were where Helen lies
If aught of oaten stop or pastoral song
If doughty deeds my lady please
If I had thought thou couldst have died
If thou must love me, let it be for naught
If Thou survive my well-contented day
If to be absent were to be
I'm wearing awa', Jean
In a coign of the cliff between lowland and highland
In a drear-nighted December
In Love, if Love be Love, if Love be ours
In the deserted moon-blanch'd street
In the downhill of life, when I find I'm declining
In the sweet shire of Cardigan
In this still place, remote from men
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
It is a beauteous evening, calm and free
It is not growing like a tree
It is the miller's daughter .
It's a warm wind, the west wind, full of bird's cries
It was a dismal and a fearful night
It was a lover and his lass
It was a summer evening
I've heard them lilting at our ewe-milking
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree .
Jack and Joan, they think no ill
Jenny kissed me when we met
John Anderson my jo, John
Just for a handful of silver he left us

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Lady, when I behold the roses sprouting
Lawrence, of virtuous father virtuous son
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Let's contend no more
Life! I know not what thou art
Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore
Like to the clear in highest sphere .
Love in my bosom, like a bee
Love in thy youth, fair Maid, be wise
Love not me for comely grace
Lo! where the rosy-bosom'd Hours
Many a green isle needs must be
Mary! I want a lyre with other strings
Milton! thou shouldst be living at this hour
Mine be a cot beside the hill .
Mortality, behold and fear
Most sweet it is with unuplifted eyes :
Much have I travell'd in the realms of gold
Music, when soft voices die

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