Shed no tear, O, shed no tear.
She dwelt among the untrodden ways
She is a winsome wee thing
She is not fair to outward view
She moves as light across the grass
Shepherds all, and maidens fair
M. F. Tupper 598
John Keats 657
Wordsworth 194
Burns
126
H. Coleridge 48
Miss Mulock 62
Star that bringest home the bee.
Stay, jailer, stay, and hear my woe!
Stay, lady, stay, for mercy's sake
Still to be neat, still to be drest
Sweet and low, sweet and low
Geo M. Lewis 236
Mrs. Opie 247
Beaumont and Fletcher 340
She says,
"The cock crows, - hark!" (Chinese)
Translation of Wm. R. Alger 147 Sweet Auburn ! loveliest village of the plain
She shrank from all, and her silent mood
Stop, mortal! here thy brother lies
Such were the notes thy once-loved poet sung
Pope
Summer joys are o'er (Translation of Charles T.
Brooks)
Ludwig Hölty 317
L. E. Landon 215
Stark
T. Hood
Byron
Wordsworth 43
Sweetest Saviour, if my soul
Shut, shut the door, good John!
Silent nymph, with curious eye!
311 Sweet Highland Girl, a very shower
609 Sweet is the pleasure
Sweetly breathing vernal air
J. W. Palmer 23
G. Herbert 273
Wordsworth 23
7. S. Dwight 419
735 Sword, on my left side gleaming (Translation of
Charles T. Brooks)
Take back into thy bosom, earth
Take one example to our purpose quite Robert Pollok 706
Take, O, take those lips away
Some of your hurts you have cured R. W. Emerson 625 | The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold
Some say that kissing 's a sin
Sometimes I catch sweet glimpses of His face
Some years ago, ere time and taste
So nigh is grandeur to our dust
So the truth's out. I'll grasp it like a snake
Miss Mulock
Sound the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea
T. Moore
Source immaterial of material naught R. H. Newell
Speak, O man, less recent! Fragmentary fossil!
50 Shakespeare 35 Scott 684
Byron
The autumn is old
T. Hood
H. Bonar 276 The barge she sat in, like a burnished throne
W. M. Praed 560
R. W. Emerson 625 The bell strikes one; we take no note of time
165 The bird let loose in eastern skies
The blessed damozel leaned out
The blessed morn has come again
The boy stood on the burning deck
The breaking waves dashed high
F. B. Harte 731 The brilliant black eye
Ralph Hoyt 320
Mrs. Hemans 487
Mrs. Hemans 461
T. Moore
46
The conference-meeting through at last E. C. Stedman 619
The curfew tolls the knell of parting day
T. Gray
The day is cold, and dark, and dreary Longfellow
The day returns, my bosom burns Burns
The dew was falling fast, the stars began to blink
The dreamy rhymer's measured snore
The dule 's i' this bonnet o' mine
The elder folk shook hands at last
The Emperor Nap, he would set out
The face of all the world is changed,
Wordsworth
W. S. Landor 701
Edwin Waugh 79
Whittier
Southey
I think
The Muse's fairest light in no dark time 7. Cleveland 701
Then before all they stand, the holy vow Rogers
125
The night comes stealing o'er me (Translation of
Charles G. Leland).
Heinrich Heine 670
The night is late, the house is still 7. W. Palmer 178
The night was winter in his roughest mood Cowper 318
Then took the generous host
Bayard Taylor 364
The ocean at the bidding of the moon C. Tennyson 326
The old mayor climbed the belfry tower Jean Ingelow 208
The path by which we twain did go Tennyson
The play is done, the curtain drops Thackeray
The poetry of earth is never dead John Keats
The point of honor has been deemed of use Cowper
The quality of mercy is not strained Shakespeare 574
The rain-drops plash, and the dead leaves fall
(Translation).
Gautier
There all the happy souls that ever were Ben Jonson
There also was a Nun, a Prioress Chaucer
There are gains for all our losses R. H. Stoddard 27
There are a number of us creep
Watts
There are some hearts like wells Caroline S. Spencer 593
There are who say the lover's heart T.K. Hervey 121
57 There came to the beach a poor exile of Erin
E. B. Browning 110
The face which, duly as the sun E. B. Browning 218
The Fallen looked on the world and sneered
Sarah E. Carmichael 654
The farmer's wife sat at the door
The fifth day of May
John Hedges 736
Earl of Dorset 56
The fire of love in youthful blood
The first time that the sun rose on thine oath
There is a calm for those who weep
There is a dungeon in whose dim drear light
The half-seen memories of childish days A. De Vere
The harp that once through Tara's halls T. Moore
There is a flower, a little flower
There is a garden in her face
R. Allison
39
There is a glorious City in the Sea Rogers
531
There is a green island in lone Gougaune Barra
7. 7. Callanan 456
There is a land, of every land the pride Montgomery 429
There is a land of pure delight
Watts
266
There's a land that bears a world-known name
Eliza Cook 443 There is an hour of peaceful rest. W. B. Tappan 269 There is a pleasure in the pathless woods Byron There is a Reaper whose name is Death Longfellow There is a tide in the affairs of men Shakespeare There is no flock, however watched and tended Longfellow 175 There lived a singer in France, of old A. C. Swinburne 155 Thomas Ingoldsby, Esq. 755 There lived in Gothic days, as legends tell The laird o' Cockpen he 's proud and he's great Lady Nairn The lark sings for joy in her own loved land Anonymous 354 The latter rain,— it falls in anxious haste Jones Very 316 The lion is the desert's king Ferdinand Freiligrath 339 The little brown squirrel hops in the corn
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R. H. Newell 775
The little gate was reached at last J. R. Lowell 96 There the most daintie paradise on ground
The Lord my pasture shall prepare Addison 283
The maid, and thereby hangs a tale Sir J. Suckling 124
The maid who binds her warrior's sash T. B. Read 429
The melancholy days are come
W. C. Bryant 370
The merry brown hares came leaping Chas. Kingsley 198
The merry, merry lark was up and singing
Spenser 635
Anonymous
Byron
Wordsworth 622
Mrs. Hemans 214
Thackeray 766
T. B. Read
290
There was a jovial beggar
There was a sound of revelry by night
There was a time when meadow, grove
There was music on the midnight
There were three sailors of Bristol City
The road was lone; the grass was dank
The rose is fairest when 't is budding new Scott
The rose looks out in the valley (Translation of
John Bowring)
The sea, the sea, the open sea
The seraph Abdiel, faithful found
The moon had climbed the highest hill John Lowe
The sea is mighty, but a mightier sways W. C. Bryant 470
Barry Cornwall 469
Milton
The year stood at its equinox.
They fain would sally forth, but he
W. Motherwell 310
C. G. Rossetti
(Translation)
Shakespeare 216 R. W. Emerson 625
To clothe the fiery thought
To gild refined gold, to paint the lily
To heaven approached a Sufi saint (Translation of
William R. Alger)
Dschellaleddin Rumi 262
To him who, in the love of Nature, holds
Anonymous 410 Toil on! toil on! ye ephemeral train L. H. Sigourney 475
Toll for the brave
They made her a grave too cold and damp
T. Moore 643 Toll for the dead, toll, toll!
Toll! Roland, toll!
They tell me I am shrewd with other men
R. R. Bowker 541
Theo. Tilton 540
Julia Ward Howe 36 To make my lady's obsequies (Translation of Henry
L. H. Sigourney
They waked me from my sleep
The young May moon is beaming, love T. Moore
Think not I love him, though I ask for him
548 Torches were blazing clear
611 T' other day as I was twining
536 To the sound of timbrels sweet
430 To weary hearts, to mourning homes
To write a verse or two is all the praise
637 Tread softly, bow the head
Trembling, before thine awful throne
228 Trochee trips from long to short.
Mrs. Hemans 212 66 Leigh Hunt
H. H. Milman 124 Whittier 179 Geo. Herbert 261 Caroline Bowies 252
T. Hillhouse 277 . Coleridge 562
When Love with unconfinéd wings
When maidens such as Hester die.
When Music, heavenly maid, was young Wm. Collins 587
When o'er the mountain steeps
Rose Terry
When on my bed the moonlight falls
When shall we all meet again
When that my mood is sad and in the noise
7. Sylvester 115 Thackeray 764
Were I as base as is the lowly plain
Werther had a love for Charlotte
We sat by the fisher's cottage (Translation of Charles
Heinrich Heine 529
G. Leland)
We scatter seeds with careless hand
John Keble
574
We stood upon the ragged rocks
W. B. Glazier 300
We talked with open heart and tongue Wordsworth 33
We the fairies blithe and antic (Translation of Leigh
Hunt)
T. Randolph 655
We walked along, while bright and red Wordsworth 193
We watched her breathing through the night T. Hood 188
We were crowded in the cabin
7. T. Fields 481
We were not many, we who stood C. F. Hoffman 406
We wreathed about our darling's head M. W. Lowell 210
What a moment, what a doubt!. Anonymous 763
What, and how great the virtue and the art
Lines and Couplets from Pofe 625
What bird in beauty, flight, or song Montgomery 705
What change has made the pastures sweet
What constitutes a state?
What different dooms our birthdays bring!
Jean Ingelow 93 Sir W. Jones 459 T. Hood What hid'st thou in thy treasure caves and cells? Mrs. Hemans 477
When the black-lettered list to the gods was pre-
sented
When the British warrior queen
When the hounds of spring
When the hours of day are numbered
When the humid shadows hover
When the lamp is shattered
435 C. Swinburne 305 Longfellow 177 Anonymous 27 Shelley Anne Barnard 158 Coates Kinney 592 T. B. Aldrich 107
When the sheep are in the fauld Lady
When the showery vapors gather
When the Sultan Shah-Zaman
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
34 150 Thos. Parnell 77 Miss Procter 348 Brownell 758
When we two parted
When your beauty appears
Where are the swallows fled?
Whereas, on certain bonghs and sprays
Where is the grave of Sir Arthur O'Kellyn?
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