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A baby was sleeping

A barking sound the sher herd hears
Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase !)

A brace of sinners for no good

Leigh Hunt 582
Peter Pindar 739
A cloud lay cradled near the setting sun John Wilson
A country life is sweet!
A nonymous
Adam and Eve were, at the world's beginning

593

420

G. Colman

A dew-drop came, with a spark of flame Anonymous

A diagnosis of our history proves
Adieu, adieu, my native shore

Adieu, adieu! our dream of love
A district school, not far away
Ae fond kiss and then we sever.
Afar in the desert I love to ride

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A girl, who has so many wilful ways

A good that never satisfies the mind
Ah, Chloris, could I now but sit.

Ah! do not wanton with those eyes
Ah, how sweet it is to love!

Ah! little they know of true happiness

Ah! my heart is weary waiting.

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Samuel Lover 7
Wordsworth 211

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728
654

R.H. Newell 774
Byron
148
T.K. Hervey 145
7.W. Palmer 25
Burns

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Thos. Pringle 231

91

A fiend once met a humble man Rev. Mr. Maclellan 418
A flock of sheep that leisurely pass by Wordsworth 577
A footstep struck her ear
Scott
Again the violet of our early days Eben. Elliott 308 And are ye sure the news is true?
A generous friendship no cold medium knows
And hast thou sought thy heavenly home
And is the swallow gone?

Pope's Iliad
Miss Mulock
Drummond

And is there care in heaven?

Spenser 279

And is this Yarrow? This the stream Wordsworth 330
And let this feeble body fail

Sir C. Sedley
Ben Jonson

Chis. Wesley 285
And now, unveiled, the toilet stands displayed
Pope
Tennyson

Dryden

And on her lover's arm she leant
And there two runners did the sign abide
And thou hast walked about
And wilt thou leave me thus?.
An exquisite invention this.

Wm. Morris 83
Horace Smith 542
Sir T. Wyatt 150
Leigh Hunt
Angel of Peace, thou hast wandered too long!

67

O. W. Holmes 373
Cowper 671

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Ah, my sweet sweeting

Ah, sweet Kitty Neil!

Ah, then how sweetly closed those crowded days!

W. Allston
27
A hungry, lean-faced villain
Shakespeare 561
Ah! what is love? It is a pretty thing Robert Greene 55
Ah! whence yon glare
Shelley 380
Ah! who but oft hath marvelled why 7. G. Saxe 67
Ah, yes,
the fight! Well, messmates, well
Airs, that wander and murmur round
A jolly fat friar loved liquor good store

31 46

253
42
57
56
Mac-Carthy 425

Mac-Carthy 305
Anonymous 49
Mac-Carthy 70

Anonymous 487
W. C. Bryant 84
Anonymous 733

Alas! how light a cause may move
Alas, that moon should ever beam
Alas! they had been friends in youth
Alas! what pity 't is that regularity
Alice was a chieftain's daughter.
A little in the doorway sitting.
A little onward lend thy guiding hand
All day long the storm of battle
All grim and soiled and brown with tan Whittier
All hail thou noble land

W. Allston
All hail to the ruins, the rocks, and the shores!

G. Massey

All in our marriage garden
All in the Downs the fleet was moored John Gay
"All quiet along the Potomac," they say

Montgomery 471

Mrs. Howland 381

R. Buchanan 247
Shakespeare 615
Coleridge 81
F. 7. O'Brien 715
Anonymous 518
Thackeray

Along the frozen lake she comes
Although I enter not

45 740

284

A man in many a country town we know G. Colman
Amazing, beauteous change!
Doddridge
A mighty fortress is our God (Translation of F. H.
Hedge)
Martin Luther 271
A milkmaid, who poised a full pail 7. Taylor
A moment, then, Lord Marmion stayed Scott
Among the beautiful pictures.

671
388
16
78

Alice Carey
R. Herrick

Among thy fancies tell me this

A monk, when his rites sacerdotal were o'er

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16 145

A noble peasant, Isaac Ashford, died.
Arches on arches! as it were that Rome

Jane Taylor 673

W. 7. Mickle 488
D. M. Moir 191
Wm. Howitt 347

R. W. Emerson 319
Geo. Crabbe 570
Byron

533

Art thou a thing of mortal birth John Wilson 590
Art thou poor, yet hast thou golden slumbers?
T. Dekker
670 As beautiful Kitty one morning was tripping

169

35
742

T. Moore
T. Hood
Coleridge
G. Colman
Mac-Carthy 123
T. Burbidge II
Milton 235 A soldier of the Legion lay dying in Algiers
Anonymous 378

As by the shore, at break of day
A simple child.

C. D. Shanly 79
T. Moore
Wordsworth
R. Barnfield 349

456
14

As it fell upon a day

465
444

As once a Grecian maiden wove.
A song for the plant of my own native

A song to the oak, the brave old oak

561 116

419

C. E. Norton 383
T. Moore
West

67

W. W. Fosdick 362

H. F. Chorley 359

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At Timon's villa let us pass a day
Ave Maria! o'er the earth and sea

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A wet sheet and a flowing sea

A wind came up out of the sea
Ay, but I know

A youth named Rhocus.

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A traveller through a dusty road

At the close of the day, when the hamlet is still

Beattie

Blessings on thee, little man
Blossom of the almond-trees
Blow, blow, thou winter wind

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Byron 171
A. H. Clough 143
T. Moore 148

571
596

Pope

301
40

A violet in her lovely hair

Goldsmith

137 298

A well there is in the West country

But who the melodies of morn can tell? Beattie
"But why do you go?" said the lady E. B. Browning 131
By the wayside, on a mossy stone Ralph Hoyt 229
Calm is the morn without a sound Tennyson 182
Calm on the bosom of thy God
Mrs. Hemans 177

Byron
Chas. Swain
A voice from stately Babylon
Anonymous 210
Awake! the starry midnight hour Barry Cornwall 68
A wanderer, Wilson, from my native land T. Hood 719
Away! away! through the sightless air G. W Cutter 654
A weary weed, tossed to and fro.
C. G. Fenner 474
Southey 132
Cunningham 478
Longfellow 297
Shakespeare 160 Cano carmen sixpence, a corbis plena rye Mater Auser s
7. R. Lowell 642
Melodies 763
Baby Bye
Theo. Tilton Canute was by his nobles taught to fancy Peter Pindar 738
Bachelor's hall, what a comical place it is! Anon. 729
Ca' the yowes to the knowes
Burns
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
85
Cheeks as soft as July peaches
W. C. Bennett 4
Child of the later days! .
Anonymous 543
Children of God, who, faint and slow Bowdler 283
Christmas is here
Thackeray
608
Clang, clang! the massive anvils ring Anonymous
Clasp me a little longer on the brink Campbell 151
Clear the brown path to meet his coulter's gleam

4

72

Matt. Prior

Balow, my babe, ly stil and sleipe!
Beautiful Evelyn Hope is dead
Beautiful! Sir, you may say so
Beautiful, sublime, and glorious.
Beautiful was the night
Because I breathe not love to everie one
Before I trust my fate to thee.
Before Jehovah's awful throne

Florence Percy 190
Anonymous
173
R. Browning 203
F. B. Harte 765
B. Barton 471
Longfellow 550
Sir Ph. Sidney 64

423

O. W. Holmes 421
Byron
Boker

Before proud Rome's imperial throne
Behold her single in the field

Behold the flag! Is it not a flag?
Behold the sea

Miss Procter 63
Watts
284
B. Barton 459
Wordsworth 570
R. H. Newell 775
R. W. Emerson 625
Behold the young, the rosy Spring (Translation of
Thomas Moore)

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Anacreon

Anonymous

Behold this ruin! 'T was a skull
Believe me, if all those endearing young charms

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450

Halleck
Tennyson 116
Bulwer-Lytton 170
Chas.Mackay 592

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Ben Battle was a soldier bold
Bending between me and the taper
Beneath a shivering canopy reclined
Beneath this stony roof reclined
Beside, he was a shrewd philosopher
Best and brightest, come away
Between the dark and the daylight
Be wise to-day; 't is madness to defer
Beyond the smiling and the weeping
Beyond these chilling winds and gloomy skies

T. Moore

T. Hood.

309 622

A. De Vere

114
747
109
Dr. J. Leyden 299
Thos. Warton 325
Dr. S. Butler 737
Shelley
Longfellow
Young
H. Bonar

309

345 108

429 277

Bobolink! that in the meadow
Thos Hill
Bonnie wee thing! cannie wee thing! Burns
Bonny Kilmeny gaed up the glen James Hogg 665
Breathes there the man with soul so dead Scott
Bright portals of the sky
Drummond
Bright red is the sun on the waves of Lough Sheelin
Thos. Davis
Bring forth the horse!" the horse was brought
Byron
Shakespeare 139

505

Miss Mulock 175 R. W. Emerson 354 V. Bourne

612

Anonymous 266
Bird of the wilderness
James Hogg 343
Birds, the free tenants of land, air, and ocean

Brutus, my lord!.
Buried to-day

Burly, dozing humble-bee!
Busy, curious, thirsty fly.

But all our praises why should lords engross?
Pope
But Enoch yearned to see her face again Tennyson
But Fortune, like some others of her sex Halleck
But happy they! the happiest of their kind

Thomson

But I remember, when the fight was done

But look! o'er the fall see the angler stand

615
181

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200

Come into the garden, Maud .
Come, let us plant the apple-tree
Come, listen to me, you gallants so free
24 Come live with me. and be my love

710 166

590

125

Shakespeare 387

T. B. Read
Geo. Crabbe

520 600

Thos. Davis 72
Tennyson 69
W. C. Bryant 361
Anonymous
496
C. Marlowe 73
Shakespeare 655
Shakespeare 326
Chas. Wesicy 270
T. Moore

Come, now a roundel, and a fairy song
Come on, sir: here's the place
Come, O thou Traveller unknown.
Come, rest in this bosom

71

Come, see the Dolphin's anchor forged S. Ferguson 424
Come, shall we go and kill us venison? Shakespeare 597
Montgomery 351 Come, Sleep, and with thy sweet deceiving
Whittier
26
Beaumont and Fletcher 575
E. Arnold 361 Come Sleep, O Sleep, the certain knot of peace
Shakespeare 224
Sir Ph. Sidney 575

451

355 445

T. Dwight James Hogg 82 L. E. Landon 9

R. H. Dana 267
O. W. Holmes 733
W. M. Praed 708

Barry Cornwall 668
R. H. Dana 519
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Dear Chloe, while the busy crowd
Deep in the wave is a coral grove
Defer not till to-morrow to be wise
Did you hear of the Widow Malone,

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Dark as the clouds of even.
Dark is the night, and fitful and drearily

Rev. W. R. Duryea 134
Darkness is thinning (Translation of J. M. Neale)
St. Gregory the Great 258
Daughter of God! that sitt'st on high Wm. Tennent 373
Day dawned; within a curtained room Barry Cornwall 195
Day hath put on his jacket
O.W. Holmes 739
Day in melting purple dying
Maria Brooks 156
Day of wrath, that day of burning

Pope
31
David Gray 142
W. L. Bowles 326
Shakespeare 656
Tennyson
Punch

161
717

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Thos. Dibdin 443
G. H. Boker 449

Did
your letters pierce the queen
Die down, O dismal day, and let me live
Dip down upon the northern shore
Deserted by the waning moon

Chas. Lever
105
Shakespeare 233
David Gray 304
Tennyson 304
Thos. Dibdin 479
Does the road wind up-hill all the way? Ć. G. Rossetti 261
Do we indeed desire the dead
Tennyson 183
Down deep in a hollow, so damp Mrs. R. S. Nichels 672
Down in yon garden sweet and gay Anonymous 202
Down the dimpled greensward dancing Geo. Darley II
Dow's Flat. That 's its name.
F. B. Harte 764
Do you ask what the birds say? Coleridge 45
Drink to me only with thine eyes (Translation of
Ben Jonson).
Philostratus 608
P. Fletcher
Burns
Anonymous

Drop, drop, slow tears

Duncan Gray cam' here to woo
Early on a sunny morning.
Earth has not anything to show more fair Wordsworth 528

93

Earth, of man the bounteous mother
E'en such is time; which takes on trust

John Sterling 420

710

65 596

England, with all thy faults, I love thee still

Cowper

Thomson

Fair pledges of a fruitful tree.
Fair Portia's counterfeit? What demi-god

258

106

Ensanguined man

442
599
Doddridge 279

Eternal Source of every joy!.
Ethereal minstrel ! pilgrim of the sky! Wordsworth 344

Even is come; and from the dark Park, hark

Ever let the Fancy roam !
Every day brings a ship.
Every one, by instinct taught
Every wedding, says the proverb
Faintly as tolls the evening chime
Fain would I love, but that I fear
Fair Amy of the terraced house
Fair daffodils, we weep to see
Fairer than thee, beloved
Fair Greece! sad relic of departed worth! Byron

Shakespeare Farewell, thou busy world, and may C. Cotton Farewell to Lochaber, and farewell my Jean A. Ramsay Far to the right where Apennine ascends Goldsmith Father of all! in every age Pope Father! thy wonders do not singly stand Jones Very Fear no more the heat o' the sun Shakespeare 190 Fear not, O little flock! the foe (Transl) M Altenburg 345 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 Lord Strangford). Camoens E. B. Browning 192 Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes N. Cotton

525

Fair ship that from the Italian shore
Fair stood the wind for France
False diamond set in flint!

False world, thou ly'st; thou canst not lend
F. Quarles
Byron

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Sir W. Raleigh 613 Genteel in personage

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Full knee deep lies the winter snow
Gamarra is a dainty steed

Gather ye rosebuds as ye may
Gay, guiltless pair

Fare thee well! and if forever
Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness !

Shakespeare 237
Farewell, farewell to thee, Araby's daughter!

Farewell if ever fondest prayer
Farewell, life! my senses swim
Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing

T. Moore
Byron
T. Hood

135

Burns

31

703

Punch

764

J.G. Percival 476 Flung to the heedless winds (Translation of W. J.
Congreve 616
Fox).
Martin Luther 264
Ohone !
Fly to the desert, fly with me
T. Moore
68
For aught that ever I could read Shakespeare 158
For England when with favoring gale C. Dibdin
479
For one long term, or ere her trial came Canning
For Reform we feels too lazy
For Scotland's and for freedom's right B. Barton
For thirty years secluded from mankind Southey
Fresh from the fountains of the wood 7. H. Bryant 657
Friend after friend departs.
Montgomery 32
Friends! I came not here to talk Miss Mitford 436
From all that dwell below the skies Watts
From gold to gray
Whittier

439 702

Dryden

From harmony, from heavenly harmony
From Sterling Castle we had seen.
From the desert I come to thee
From the recesses of a lowly spirit
Full fathom five

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R. Herrick

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Tennyson

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361

40 182

M. Drayton 386 W. C. Bryant 97

T. Hood 763
John Keats 629
R. W. Emerson 614
Montgomery 475
T.W. Parsons 73
T. Moore
519
Dr. R. Hughes 59
E. B. Browning 62 God makes sech nights, all white an' still
R. Herrick
Anonymous

369

612 149

197 149 239

150 572

148

530

269 266

228

294 316 588 Wordsworth 330 Bayard Taylor 71 J. Bowring 278 Shakespeare 656 Tennyson 619 Barry Cornwall 339 R. Herrick

617 C. Sprague 347 H. Fielding 60

329

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

C. Dibdin
Milton
G. Griffin
Burns
Anonymous
T. Carew

489
232
133
79
106
64

Gently hast thou told thy message
Gille machree, sit down by me
Gin a body meet a body.
"Git oot wid the', Jwohnny"
Give me more love or more disdain
Give me my scallop-shell of quiet
Give me three grains of corn, mother Miss Edwards 458
Give place, ye lovers
Lord Surrey 41
Glory to thee, my God, this night Bishop Ken 294
"God bless the man who first invented sleep!"

Sir W. Raleigh 259

J. G. Saxe 742

7. R. Lowell 102

46 God might have bade the earth bring forth 463

Mary Howitt 370

God moves in a mysterious way
God of the thunder!
God prosper long our noble king
God shield ye, heralds of the spring

Go, happy Rose! and, interwove

Gold gold gold! gold!

Go, lovely rose !

Gone at last

God's love and peace be with thee
Go, feel what I have felt

Go from me.. Yet feel that I shall stand

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Cowper 282
. H. H. Milman 271
R. Sheale
493
(Translation)
P. Ronsard 306
Whittier 31
Anonymous 417

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E. B. Browning 110
R. Herrick

45

Her hair was tawny with gold
Her hands are cold; her face is white
Her suffering ended with the day
Her window opens to the bay.
He said (I only give the heads) .
He that loves a rosy cheek
He was in logic a great critic
He was of that stubborn crew.
He who hath bent him o'er the dead
His is that language of the heart
His puissant sword unto his side
His
bride stood beside his bed
young
E. C. Stedman 716 Home of the Percy's high-born race
Whittier
Home they brought her warrior dead
Honor and shame from no condition rise Pope
594
Ho! pretty page with the dimpled chin Thackeray
56
Horatio, thou art e'en as just a man Shakespeare 32
Ho, sailor of the sea!
Sydney Dobell 490
How beautiful is the rain!
Longfellow 311
How beautiful this night! the balmiest sigh Shelley
How calm they sleep beneath the shade C. Kennedy
How dear to this heart are the scenes of my child-
hood..
S. Woodworth 27
Campbell 78

302 269

142

Gone, gone - - sold and gone
Good Hamlet, cast thy nighted color off Shakespeare 216
"Good morrow, fool," quoth I
Shakespeare 618
Good morrow to thy sable beak Joanna Baillie 345
Good name in man or woman, dear my lord

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T. Hood

E. Waller

Coleridge
Ha! there comes he, with sweat (Translation of
Charles T. Brooks)
Klopstock
Have you heard of the wonderful one-hoss shay
O. W. Holmes
Ha! whare ye gaun, ye crawlin' ferlie? Burns
Heap on more wood! the wind is chill Scott
Hear the sledges with the bells
E. A. Poe
Heaven from all creatures hides the book of fate
Pope
C. Cotton

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Good night! (Transl. of C. T. Brooks)
Good reader, if you e'er have seen
Go, scul, the body's guest.
Go to thy rest, fair child

Shakespeare 575
Körner 426
T. Moore 729
Sir W. Raleigh 614
Anonymous 195
T. Moore

396

Go where glory waits thee.
Great Newton's self, to whom the world Lamb

Green be the turf above thee.
Green grow the rashes O

Halleck
Burns

759
32
R. Southey
58 How do I love thee? Let me count the ways
356
E. B. Browning 111
769 How fine has the day been! how bright was the
168
Watts
314
Sir H. W'otton 57:
Barry Cornwall 128
How many thousand of my poorest subjects

sun!

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How happy is he born and taught.
How many summers, love

343

Green little vaulter in the sunny grass Leigh Hunt
Guvener B. is a sensible man
7. R. Lowell
Had I a cave on some wild, distant shore Burns
Hail, beauteous stranger of the grove! John Logan 342
Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven first born! Milton 297
Hail to the Chief who in triumph advances! Scott 394
Hail to thee, blithe spirit!
Shelley
Shakespeare
Hamelin Town 's in Brunswick
R. Browning 640 How poor, how rich, how abject, how august
Happy insect! ever blest
Walter Harte 355
Young
Happy insect, what can be (Translation of Abraham
How seldom, friend, a good great man inherits
Cowley)
Anacreon 355
Coleridge
Happy the man, whose wish and care Pope
134
How sleep the brave, who sink to rest W. Collins
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
Hark, hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings
Shakespeare 344
Hark! the faint bells of the sunken city (Translation
of Jas. Clarence Mangan). W. Mueller
Hast thou a charm to stay the morning star

574
429

285

J. Grahame How sweet it was to breathe that cooler air

53

635

R. Bloomfield 374
How sweet the answer echo makes T. Moore
How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank !
Shakespeare 585
Newton

272

73 600

Here I come creeping, creeping
Here is one leaf reserved for me
Here or elsewhere (all's one to you- to
Here's the garden she walked across

280

435

743 357

527

538

Heaven, what an age is this! .

He is the freeman whom the truth makes free
Cowper
He is the happy man whose life even now Cowper
He jests at scars that never felt a wound Shakespeare
He, making speedy way through spersed ayre

224

Spenser 636
Hence, all ye vain delights Beaumont and Fletcher
Hence, loathed Melancholy
Milton
Hence, vain deluding joys
Milton

Henry, our royall king, would ride a-hunting

615
569

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Sarah Roberts 369
T. Moore
45

me Marten 702
R. Browning 49, I come from haunts of coot and hern

461 I asked an aged man with hoary hairs
I asked of echo, t' other day

570

100 I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers

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528

199

F. G. Saxe

583

I cannot make him dead!

604 I cannot think that thou shouldst pass away

773

217

734

511

532 573

Shakespeare 154
Shelley

Marsden

109 617 736

576

589

160 577

Shelley
W. C. R
John Still
Jehu Pierpont 185

633 178 732

7 R. Lowell 125

48

I care not, though it be
I charm thy life

John Norris
Southey

679

I climbed the dark brow of the mighty Helvellyn

Scott
Tennyson

211

327

I'd kind o' like to have a cot

I distinctly remember (and who dares doubt me?)

R. Buchanan 725

I do not love thee for that fair

I don't appwove this hawid waw

T. Carew
Anonymous
John Hay

I don't go much on religion

I dreamed that as I wandered by the way Shelley

In a valley centuries ago
41
In a valley far away

742
757
630

If as a flowre doth spread and die

257

G. Herbert
Sir T. Wyatt 56

If chance assigned

If doughty deeds my lady please Graham of Gartmore 47

I fear thy kisses, gentle maiden

Shelley

25

I feel a newer life in every gale

310

Percival
Rogers

204

114

C. Patmore
. E. C. Pinckney 39

If ever you should come to Modena

If he's capricious, she 'll be so

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If music be the food of love, play on
I found him sitting by a fountain side

I fill this cup to one made up

If it be true that any beauteous thing (Translation
M. Angelo
If it were done, when 't is done, then 't were well

of J. E. Taylor)

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If sleep and death be truly one

If solitude hath ever led thy steps
If that the world and love were young
If the red slayer think he slays

If thou wert by my side, my love.
If thou wilt ease thine heart

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If this fair rose offend thy sight
If thou must love me, let it be for naught

I like that ancient Saxon phrase

I'll hold thee any wager

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I loved thee long and dearly

I loved thee once, I'll love no more

I love thee, love thee, Giulio !

Shakespeare 690
Shakespeare 585
Beaumont and
Fletcher
Tennyson
Shelley

300

Sir W. Raleigh 73
R. W. Emerson 614
Anonymous 39

I love, and have some cause

I love it, I love it! and who shall dare Eliza Cook

John Clare
Campbell
Geo. Wither

I love at eventide to walk alone

I love contemplating - apart

I loved a lass, a fair one.

I loved him not; and yet, now he is gone

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C. Patmore 96
Shakespeare 604
E. B. Browning 17
Mary Lamb
Chas. Lamb

583

182

I love to hear thine earnest voice O. W. Holmes 356
I'm a careless potato, and care not a pin T. Moore

363

I made a posie, while the day ran by

G. Herbert

610

I met a traveller from an antique land

Shelley

542

I met him in the cars

G. H. Clark 745

E. B. Browning 110
Bishop Heber 128
T. L. Beddoes 186

If thou wouldst view fair Melrose aright Scott "If to be absent were to be

526 Col. R. Lovelace 153

Pope

601

If women could be fair and never fond Anonymous 608
I grew assured before I asked

In vain the cords and axes were prepared W. Falconer 485
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
Coleridge 643
Iphigenia, when she heard her doom W. S. Landor 678
I prithee send me back my heart

I had rather be a kitten, and cry mew

I have a name, a little name

Sir F. Suckling 47

I have got a new-born sister

I remember, I remember

T. Hood

19

I have had playmates

C. Patmore

78

I have seen a nightingale (Translation of Thomas

O. W. Holmes 225

4 230 I saw him kiss your cheek! I saw him once before Estevan Manuel de Villegas 349 I saw two clouds at morning. John Clare 54 R. W. Raymond 653 I heard the trailing garments of the night Longfellow

Roscoe)

J. G. C. Brainard 57

I have traced the valleys fair

I have swung for ages to and fro

I in these flowery meads would be

304
520

Thomas Ingoldsby, Esq. 748

I. Walton
curled

I knew by the smoke that so gracefully

Is it indeed so? If I lay here dead E. B Browning 111
T. Moore 136 Is it the palm, the cocoa palm
Whittier 360
Longfellow 178 I sometimes hold it half a sin.
Tennyson 182

Shakespeare 561
F. Quarles

258

I stand on Zion's mount

28

Is there a whim-inspiréd fool.

Is there for honest poverty.

I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris and he R. Browning 397
C. Swain 283
Burns
708
Burns
252
Laman Blanchard 13
R. Herrick 260
R. M. Milnes 246

I stood, one Sunday morning

I think of thee! my thoughts do twine and bud

313

489

168

W. S. Landor 200

P. P. Cooke 233

Sir R. Ayton 171

E. B. Browning 146

B. Browning

In May, when sea-winds pierced
43 In Pæstum's ancient fanes I trod
In Sana, O, in Sana, God, the Lord
In slumbers of midnight the sailor-boy

27

I mind me in the days departed
I'm in love with you, baby Louise! M E.

6

Impostor, do not charge most innocent nature Milton 638
I'm sittin' on the style, Mary.

I'm wearing awa', Jean

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In the fair gardens of celestial peace.
In the hollow tree in the old gray tower

lay

W. Dimond 484

In summer, when the days were long Anonymous
In the ancient town of Bruges
Longfellow
R.H. Newell 775

80 577

In the days that tried our fathers

H. B. Stowe 176

Is there when the winds are singing
Is this a fast, - -to keep

Jane Taylor 671

Anonymous 620
Thos. Davis 130

In the hour of my distress
In the merry month of May
In their ragged regimentals
In the silence of my chamber
In the sweet shire of Cardigan
In this one passion man can strength enjoy

R. W. Emerson 366
R. W. Raymond 532
G. H. Boker 503

I travelled among unknown men

It was a beauty that I saw

It was a dreary day in Padua
Lady Dufferin 203 It was a friar of orders gray.
Lady Nairn 181

I sing about a subject now

I sing of a shirt that never was new !

Barry Cornwall 354
R. Herrick
Punch

263 758 G. H. McMaster 446 W. E. Aytoun 231 Wordsworth 245

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754 673

736

London Diogenes 766

E. B. Browning 111

I thought our love at full, but I did err J. R. Lowell 127

It is an ancient mariner
It is done!

It is not beauty I demand

It is not growing like a tree

It is the miller's daughter

It must be so. Plato, thou reasonest well!

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Coleridge 645

Whittier 463 Anonymous 60 Ben Jonson 565 Tennyson 50

Addison 624 Wordsworth 442 Ben Jonson 42 G. H. Boker 680 Thos. Percy

87

In a dirty old house lived a dirty old man

It was a summer evening
W. Allingham 206 It was in my foreign travel

Southey
J. G. Saxe

375 727

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