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So thrones may fall; and from the dust of those
New thrones may rise, to totter like the last ; But still our country's nobler planet glows,
While the eternal stars of Heaven are fast. Upon finding that this does not go well to the air of " Yankee Doodle," the committee feel justified in declining it; being further. more prejudiced against it by a suspicion that the poet has crowded an advertisement of a paper which he cdits into the first line.
Next we quote from a
BY GENERAL GEORGE P. M
I love the squirrel that hops in the corn,
And the cricket that quaintly sings ; And the emerald pigeon that nods his head,
And the shad that gayly springs.
And Maud with her snowy breast;
I love my country best. This is certainly very beautiful, and sounds somewhat like Tennyson. Though it may be rejected by the committee, it can never lose its value as a piece of excellent reading for children. It is calculated to fill the youthful mind with patriotism and natural his. tory, beside touching the youthful heart with an emotion palpitat. ing for all. We close the list with the following:
In the days that tried our fathers,
Many years ago, Our fair land achieved her freedom,
Blood-bought, you know. Shall we not defend her ever,
As we 'd defend
Calling us friend ?
From hill and vale ;
Joy in the tale.
High-born and fair ;
Touch her who dare.
BY R. H. STOD
BEHOLD the flag! Is it not a flag ?
Deny it, man, if you dare ! And midway spread 'twixt earth and sky
It hangs like a written prayer.
The tone of this "anthem" not being devotional enough to suit the committee, it should be printed on an edition of linen-cambric handkerchiefs for ladies especially,
Would impious hand of foe disturb
Its memories' holy spell,
R. H. NEWELL.
In the beauty of beauty of the blis Christ was born
make me free
Inha Mand Hone.
INDEX OF FIRST LINES.
Page A baby was sleeping Samuel Lover 7 All in our marriage garden
G. Massey 16 A barking sound the shes herd hears Wordsworth 211 All in the Downs the fleet was moored John Gay 145 Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase !)
“All quiet along the Potomac,” they say Leigh Hunt 582
Mrs. E. L. Beers 381 A brace of sinners for nog d Peter Pindar 739 All that is like a dream
R. Buchanan 247 A cloud lay cradled n ar the setting sun yohn Wilson 593 All the world 's a stage
Shakespeare 615 A country life is swee: 1
Anonymous 420 All thoughts, all passions, all delights Coleridge 81 Adam and Eve were, at the world's beginning
Aloft upon an old basaltic crag F. 7. O'Brien 715 G Colman 728 | Along the frozen lake she comes Anonymous
518 A dew-drop came, with a spark of flame Anonymous 654 Although I enter not
45 A diagnosis of our history proves R.H. Newell 774 A man in many a country town we know G. Colman
740 Adieu, adieu, my native shore Byron 148 | Amazing, beauteous change !
Doddridge Adieu, adieu ! our dream of love
T. K. Hervey 145 A mighty fortress is our God (Translation of F. H.
W. P. Palmer 25
Martin Luther 271 Ae fond kiss and then we saver
Burns 143 A milkmaid, who poised a full pail 7. Taylor 671 Afar in the desert I love to ride
Thos. Pringle 231
388 A fellow in a market-town Peter Pindar 740 Among the beautiful pictures.
16 A fiend once met a humble man Rev. Mr. Maclellan 418 | Among thy fancies tell me this
Jane Taylor 673 Again the violet of our early days Eben. Elliott 308 And are ye sure the news is true? W. 7. Mickle 488 A generous friendship no cold medium knows
And hast thou sought thy heavenly home D. M. Moir 191
W m. Howitt 347
Chis. Wesley 285 Ah I do not wanton with those eyes Ben Jonson
57 And now, unveiled, the toilet stands displayed
Horace Smith 542 Ah, sweet Kitty Neil ! Mac-Carthy 70 And wilt thou leave me thus?.
Sir T. Wyatt 150 Ah, then how sweetly closed those crowded days !
An exquisite invention this .
Leigh Hunt 67 W. Allston 27 | Angel of Peace, thou hast wandered too long ! A hungry, lean-faced villain Shakespeare 561
0. W. Holmes 373 Ah! what is love? It is a pretty thing Robert Greene 55 A nightingale, that all day long. Cowper 671 Ah! whence yon glare
Shelley 380 Announced by all the trumpets of the sky Ah! who but ost hath marvelled why 7. G. Saxe 67
R. W. Emerson 319 Ah, yes, – the fight! Well, messmates, well
A noble peasant, Isaac Ashford, died. Geo. Crabbe
Art thou poor, yet hast thou golden slumbers?
419 Alas, that moon should ever beam T. Hood 670 As beautiful Kitty one morning was tripping Alas! they had been friends in youth Coleridge 35
C. D. Shanly 79 Alas! what pity 't is that regularity G. Colman 742 As by the shore, at break of day T. Moore Alice was a chieftain's daughter . Mac-Cartky 123 A simple child.
14 A little in the doorway sitting · T. Burbidge As it fell upon a day
R. Barnfield 349 A little onward lend thy guiding hand Milton 235 A soldier of the Legion lay dying in Algiers All day long the storm of battle Anonymous 378
C. E. Norton 383 All grim and soiled and brown with tan Whittier 465 As once a Grecian maiden wove. T. Moore 67 All bail! thou noble land
W. Allston 444 A song for the plant of my own native West All hail to the ruins, the rocks, and the shores !
W.W. Fosdick 362
H.F. Chorley 359
345 As ships becalmed at eve, that lay A. H. Clough 143
Bonnie wee thing! cannie wee thing! Burns
James Hogę 665
429 A stranger came one night to Yussouf's tent 7. R. Lowell 581 Bright portals of the sky
277 As vonce I valked by a dismal swamp H. H. Brownell 738 Bright red is the sun on the waves of Lough Sheelin
Thos. Davis 200
R.S.S. Andros 346
R. Herrick 593 · Bring forth the horse !” the horse was brought
505 At Amathus, that from the southern side Wm. Morris 88 Brutus, my lord !.
Shakespeare 130 At Bannockburn the English lay Burns 440 Buried to-day .
Miss Mulock 175 At early dawn I marked them in the sky Montgomery 352 Burly, dozing humble-bee !
R. W. Emerson 354 A thousand miles from land are we Barry Cornwall 354 Busy, curious, thirsty fly.
V. Bour ne
But all our praises why should lords engross?
301 But look! o'er the fall see the angler stand
T. B. Read
Geo. Crabbe 600
137 Away! away! through the sightless air G. W Cutter 654 But who the melodies of morn can tell? Beattie 298 A weary weed, tossed to and fro .
C. G. Fenner 474 “ But why do you go?" said the lady E. B. Browning 131 A well there is in the West country Southey 132 By the wayside, on a mossy stone Ralph Hoyt 229 A wet sheet and a flowing sea
Cunningh rm 478 Calm is the morn without a sound Tennyson 182 A wind came up out of the sea Longfellow 297 Calm on the bosom of thy God Mrs. Hemans 177 Ay, but I know
Shakespeare 160 Cano carmen sixpence, a corbis plena rye Mater Anser's A youth named Rhæcus . 7. R. Lowell 642
Melodies 763 Baby Bye
Theo. Tillon Canute was by his nobles taught to fancy Peter Pindar 738 Bachelor's hall, what a comical place it is ! A non. 729 Ca' the yowes to the knowes.
72 Back in the years when Phlagstaff, the Dane Newell 774 Cease, rude Boreas, blustering railer! G. A. Stevens 482 Backward, turn backward, O Time, in your flight
Celia and I the other day
Matt. Prior 85 Florence Percy 190
Cheeks as soft as July peaches W.C. Bennett 4 Balow, my babe, ly stil and sleipe ! Anonymous 173
Child of the later days !.
B. Barton 471 Clang, clang! the massive anvils ring Anonymous 423
Longfellogu 5-0 Clasp me a little longer on the brink Campbell 151
0. W. Holmes 421 Before Jehovah's awful throne
Clime of the unforgotten brave ! Byron 451 Before proud Rome's imperial throne B. Barton 459 Close his eyes ; his work is done! Boker 385 Behold her single in the field
Words vorth 570
Columbia, Columbia, to glory arise T. Dwight Behold flag! Is it not a flag? RH Newell 775
Come, all ye jolly shepherds
James Hogg 82
R. W. Emerson 625 Come back, come back together. L. E. Landon 9
R. H. Dana 267
0. W. Holmes 733 Believe me, if all those endearing young charms
Come from my first, ay come !
W. M. Praed 708 T. Moore
114 Come here, come here, and dwell Barry Cornwall 668 Ben Battle was a soldier bold
T. Hood. 747 Come, hoist the sail, the fast let go! R. H. Dana 519 Bending between me and the taper A. De l'ere
109 Come in the evening, or come in the morning Beneath a shivering canopy reclined Dr. 5. Leyden 299
Thos. Davis 72 Beneath this stony roof reclined Thos. Warton 325 Come into the garden, Maud . Tennyson 69 Beside, he was a shrewd philosopher Dr. S. Butler 737 Come, let us plant the apple-tree
W.C. Bryant 361 Best and brightest, come away Shelley 309 Come, listen to me, you gallants so free Anonymous 496 Between the dark and the daylight Longfellow 24 Come live with me, and be my love
C. Mar 'ore
Come, O thou Traveller unknown Chas. Wesey 270 Anonymous 266 Come, rest in this bosom.
T. Moore 71 Bird of the wilderness
James Hoge 343 Come, see the Dolphin's anchor forged S. Fergu on 424 Birds, the free tenants of land, air, and ocean
Come, shall we go and kill us venison? Shakespeare 597
Montgomery 351 Come, Sleep, and with thy sweet deceiving
Beaumont and Fletcher 575
E. Arnold 361 Come Sleep, O Sleep, the certain knot of peace
Sir Ph. Sidney 573
Come then, my friend ! my genius! come along
Fair pledges of a fruitful tree
R. Herrick 361 Pope
31 Fair Portia's counterfeit? What demi-god Come to me, O my mother! David Gray 142
Shakespeare 40 Come to these scenes of peace W.L. Bowles 326 Fair ship that from the Italian shore Tennyson 182 Come unto these yellow sands Shakespeare 656 Fair stood the wind for France. M. Drayton 386 Comrades, leave me here a little Tennyson
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
Shakespeare 237 Cupid and my Campaspe played Yohn Lyly 65 Farewell, – farewell to thee, Araby's daughter ! Cursed be the verse, how well soe'er it flow Pope 596
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 ! thou art too dear for my possessing Dark is the night, and fitful and drearily
Shakespeare 750 Rev. W. R. Duryea 134 Farewell, thou busy world, and may C. Cotton
572 Darkness is thinning (Translation of J. M. Neale)
Farewell to Lochaber, and farewell my Jean
148 Daughter of God! that sitt'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 l in every age
269 Day hath put on his jacket
0.W. Holmes 739 | Father ! thy wonders do not singly stand Jones Very 266 Day in melting purple dying
Maria Brooks 156 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. Altenburg 396 Trans by Abr. Coles, M. D. 262 First time he kissed me, he but only kissed Day set on Norham's castled steep Scott
E. B. Browning u 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
Camoens 228 E. B. Browning 192 Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes Dear Chloe, while the busy crowd N. Cotton
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. Noore 68 Chas. Lever
105 For aught that ever I could read Shakespeare 258 Did your letters pierce the queen Shakespeare 233 For England when with favoring gale C. Dibdin 479 Die down, O 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 5. H. Bryant 657 Down deep in a hollow, so damp Mrs. R. S. Nichols 672 Friend after friend departs .
Montgomery Down in yon garden sweet and gay Anonymous Friends! I came not here to talk Miss Milford 436 Down the dimpled greensward dancing Geo. Darley From all that dwell below the skies Watts
294 Dow's Flat. That's its name. F. B. Harte 764 From gold to gray
Whittier 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 .
Wordstorth 330 Ben Jonson).
Philostratus 608 From the desert I come to thee Bayard Taylor 71 Drop, drop, slow tears
258 From the recesses of a lowly spirit 7. Bowring 278 Duncan Gray cam' here to woo Burns
106 Full fathom five.
Shakespeari 656 Early on a sunny morning
Anonymous 93 Full knee deep lies the winter snow Tennyson 619 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. Spragnie 347 Sir W. Raleigh 613 Genteel in personage
H. Fielding 60 England, with all thy faults, I love thee still
Gentlefolks, in my time, I've made many a rhyme
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
133 Ethereal minstrel ! pilgrim of the sky! Wordsworth 344 Gin a body meet a body.
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. Carew 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 T.W. 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 Howitt 370