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It was many and many a year ago "It was our wedding day"

I will not have the mad Clytie

I will paint her as I see her

I wish I were where Helen lies!

It was the autumn of the year

It was the wild midnight.

It was upon an April morn

I've wandered east, I 've wandered west

I wandered lonely as a cloud.

I was in Margate last July Thomas
I weigh not fortune's frown or smile
I went to the garden of love

I will go back to the great sweet mother

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I would I were an excellent divine.
I would I were on yonder hill
I would not enter on my list of friends Cowper

I would not live alway

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W. Motherwell 154

Little inmate, full of mirth
Cowper
Lochiel, Lochiel! beware of the day Campbell
Look at me with thy large brown eyes Miss Mulock
"Look at the clock !" quoth Winifred Pryce
Thomas Ingoldsby, Esq. 751
Look in my face; my name is Might-have-been
D. G. Rossetti 613
Wordsworth 369 Look round our world; behold the chain of love
Ingoldsby, Esq. 749
Pote
338
Sydney Dobell 142
Anonymous 112
W. C. Bryant 530
Geo. Wither 20
W. C. Bryant 272

J. Sylvester 567
Wm. Blake 607

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E. A. Poe 205
Bayard Taylor 127
Florence Percy 159
Geo. Croly 430
W. E. Aytoun 391

Jaffar, the Barmecide, the good Vizier

Jenny kissed me when we met
Jesus, lover of my soul

Jingle, jingle, clear the way

John Anderson, my jo, John

John Dobbins was so captivated
Jorasse was in his three-and-twentieth year

A. C. Swinburne 205
T. Hood 364
E. B. Browning 24
Anonymous
N. Breton
Anonymous

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598 W. A. Muhlenberg 180

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Jumping over gutters.

Just as I am, without one plea
Just in the dubious point, where with the pool

Thomson

Leigh Hunt
Leigh Hunt
C. Wesley
G. W. Pettee
Burns
R. S. S.

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Rogers
A nonymous
Anonymous

337
Lambro, our sea-solicitor, who had
555
Lars Porsena of Clusium
T. B. Macaulay 431
Last night, among his fellow roughs Sir F. H. Doyle 385
Laud the first spring daisies
Edward Youl 307
Lawn as white as driven snow
Shakespeare 562
Laws, as we read in ancient sages Beattie
600
Lay him beneath his snows
Miss Mulock 713
Leave wringing of hands.
your
Shakespeare 679
"Less wretched if less fair"
E. B. Browning 453
Let Erin remember the days of old T. Moore 455
Let not woman e'er complain
Burns
65
Let me move slowly through the street W. C. Bryant 572
Let Sporus tremble
Pope
Let Taylor preach, upon a morning breezy T. Hood 741
Let them sing who may of the battle fray Anonymous 421
Leuconomus (beneath well-sounding Greek)

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Cowper

718
Life! I know not what thou art A. L. Barbauld 177
Life may be given in many ways
7. R. Lowell 714
Light as a flake of foam upon the wind Montgomery 474
Like as the armed Knighte
Anne Askewe 264
Like as the damask rose you see
Simon Wastell 186
Like the violet, which alone
W. Habington 44
Like to the clear in highest sphere. T. Lodge 39
Like to the falling of a star.
Henry King 187
Linger not long. Home is not home without thee

Anonymous 157
Lithe and long as the serpent train W. G. Simms 360
Little Ellie sits alone
E. B. Browning 20
Little Gretchen, little Gretchen wanders Anonymous 249
Little I ask; my wants are few

Lord, I am weeping.

Lord John stood in his stable door
Lord of the winds! I feel thee nigh
Lord! when those glorious lights I see
Lord, who ordainest for mankind

Lo! where she comes along with portly pace

Lo! where the rosy-bosomed Hours
Loud and clear.

Loud roared the dreadful thunder
Love in my bosom like a bee
Love is a sickness full of woes

Love me little, love me long !.
Love not me for comely grace

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273
518
129 Low on the utmost boundary of the sight

759

Lucy is a golden girl

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144

R. Bloomfield 314 Barry Cornwall 49 503 Maiden! with the meek brown eyes Longfellow 767 Maid of Athens, ere we part Byron 274 "Make way for Liberty!" he cried Montgomery 436 Malbrouck, the prince of commanders (French) Translation of Mahony 405 Man's home is everywhere. On ocean's flood L. H. Sigourney 589 Man's love is of man's life a thing apart Byron "Man wants but little here below" J. Q. Adams 567 Many a green isle needs must be Shelley March, march, Ettrick and Teviotdale Scott Margarita first possessed.

599

A. Cowley

335 396 38 . Lord Surrey 135 T. Moore Newton

163

Martial, the things that do attain
Mary, I believed thee true
Mary to her Saviour's tomb
Whittier
Maud Muller, on a summer's day
May the Babylonish curse.
Chas. Lamb
Maxwelton braes are bonny
Anonymous
Mellow the moonlight to shine is beginning Waller
Men dying make their wills-but wives 7. G. Saxe 729
Merrily swinging on brier and weed
W. C. Bryant 345
Merry Margaret

277 75 415 54 98

John Skelton 38

Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam

7. H. Payne 133
Mild offspring of a dark and sullen sire! H. K. White 366
Mine be a cot beside the hill.
Rogers
Mine eyes have seen the glory
J. W. Howe 462
Mine eyes he closed, but open left the cell

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Music, when soft voices die
My beautiful, my beautiful!
My boat is on the shore

O. W. Holmes 568 | My chaise the village inn did gain

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121

Spenser
Thos. Gray 308

R. H. Barham 541

A. Cherry

451

Thos. Ledge 65

S. Daniel
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Anonymous

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C. E. Norton 235

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Bayard Taylor 108
Shelley

585 C. E. Norton 517 Byron 708 Anonymous 246

My curse upon thy venomed stang
My dear and only love, I pray
"My ear-rings, my ear-rings"
My eyes! how I love you

Burns
602 Now upon Syria's land of roses
T. Moore
Earl of Montrose 60 Now westward Sol had spent the richest beams
7. G. Lockhart 96
R. Crashaw
Anonymous 74 O, a dainty plant is the ivy green C. Dickens
Goldsmith 536 Oaths terminate, as Paul observes, all strife
Shakespeare 655
My girl hath violet eyes and yellow hair R. Buchanan 103
My God, I love thee! not because (Translation of

My genius spreads her wing
My gentle Puck, come hither.

Cowper

Edward Caswell) .

St. F. Xavier 257
Byron

551

My hair is gray, but not with years
My hawk is tired of perch and hood
My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains

Scott

517

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My heart leaps up when I behold

My heart 's in the Highlands
My heid is like to rend, Willie
My letters all dead paper, mute and white

John Keats 236 Wordsworth 323 Burns 514 W. Motherwell 174

My life is like the summer rose

My little love, do you remember
My loved, my honored, much-respected friend

Burns
My love he built me a bonnie bower Anonymous
My love, I have no fear that thou shouldst die

J. R. Lowell
My love in her attire doth show her wit Anonymous
My minde to me a kingdom is
Wm. Byrd
My mother sighed, the stream of pain 7. P. Curran
My mule refreshed, his bells
Rogers

My name is Norval: on the Grampian hills

E. B. Browning 111
R. H. Wilde 610
Bulwer-Lytton 77

John Home

R. H. Newell

My native land, thy Puritanic stock
My prime of youth is but a frost of cares
My sister! my sweet sister! if a name
My soul to-day
T. B. Read
Mysterious night! when our first parent knew

C. Tychborn
Byron

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My true love hath my heart, and I have his

My voice is still for war.
Nearer, my God, to thee

Needy knife-grinder! whither are you going?

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Dryden Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger

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Never any more

Never wedding, ever wooing
Next to thee, O fair gazelle
Night is the time for rest

Night was again descending
No more these simple flowers belong

No single virtue we could most commend

No stir in the air, no stir in the sea
No sun no moon !
Not a drum was heard, nor a funeral note Chas. Wolfe 717
Not a sous had he got Thomas Ingoldsby, Esq. 767
Not far advanced was morning day Scott
387
Nothing but leaves; the spirit grieves Anonymous 269

·

223

558

Not as you meant, O learned man A. D. F. Randolph 275
Not in the laughing bowers
Anonymous
Not only we, the latest seed of Time Tennyson
Now came still evening on, and twilight gray
Milton
Now has the lingering month at last gone by
Wm. Morris
Now ponder well, you parents dear Anonymous
Now stop your noses, readers, all and some

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126

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565

426

335

Blanco White 302

502 774

613

138 631

Sir Ph. Sidney 57
Addison
435
S. F. Adams 278

301

O beauteous God! uncircumscribed treasure

719

O for a lodge in some vast wilderness Cowper
O, formed by nature, and refined by art T. Tickell
Oft have I seen, at some cathedral door Longfellow
Oft in the stilly night.
T. Moore
Bennett

527 227 607

O gentle, gentle summer rain.

271

O God, methinks, it were a happy life Shakespeare 135
O God! our help in ages past.
Watts
O God! though sorrow be my fate (Translation)
Mary Queen of Hungary 262
O, go not yet, my love
Tennyson 146
O happiness! our being's end and aim! Pope

571 275 758

O happy day that fixed my choice Doddridge
O, happy, happy, thrice happy state T. Hood
Oh! best of delights, as it everywhere is T. Moore
O hearts that never cease to yearn
Anonymous 176
Oh! it is excellent
Shakespeare 595
Gerald Massey 124

85

G. Canning 726
R. Browning 166
Campbell 64
Bayard Taylor 359
Montgomery 303 O, lay thy hand in mine, dear!
Rogers 332 O, how the thought of God attracts
Whittier
703 O, I have passed a miserable night!
Dryden 196 O Italy, how beautiful thou art!
Southey 482 O, it is pleasant, with a heart at ease
317 Old man, God bless you! (Translation of Charles
T. Brooks)
Pfeffel
Old Master Brown brought his ferule down

Faber
284
Shakespeare 578
Rogers
531
Coleridge 634

T. Hood

398

Anonymous 26 C. Mackay 376 R. H. Messenger 609

310

333

Milton
Shelley
7. G. Lockhart 406
R. C. Trench 581
Chas. Wesley 273

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O Marcius, Marcius

83 O Mary, at thy window be !

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Jeremy Taylor 266

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O lovely Mary Donelly, it 's you I love the best!

Mark Akenside 630
Wordsworth 342

T. Moore

455

O Mary, go and call the cattle home
O melancholy bird, a winter's day

O mighty Cæsar! dost thou lie so low

337

350 370

594

O mother of a mighty race

O, my God! can it be possible I have

O my luve 's like a red, red rose
O, my love 's like the steadfast sun

W. Allingham 52

O, luve will venture in where it daurna weel be seen
Burns
Shakespeare
Burns

53 33 51

C. Kingsley 483 Lord Thurlow 353

O Mistress mine, where are you roaming?

O mother dear, Jerusalem.

Shakespeare 693

Shakespeare 51
David Dickson 257
W. C. Bryant 444
Shelley
Burns

695
144

A. Cunningham 127

On a hill there grows a flower.

N. Breton
On Alpine heights the love of God is shed (Transla
tion of Charles T. Brooks)
Krummacher 332
O Nancy, wilt thou go with me T. Percy, D. D. 71
On came the whirlwind-like the last Scott
Once Switzerland was free!

Our revels now are ended
Out of the bosom of the Air

402

7. S. Knowles 437 Out of the clover and blue-eyed grass Once there was a gardener (From the German of

Miller).

F. C. Mangan 727
W. C. Bryant 373
E. A. Poe 652
479

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Once this soft turf, this rivulet's sands
Once upon a midnight dreary.
On deck, beneath the awning
One day, as I was going by
One day I wandered where the salt sea-tide Anon.
One day, nigh weary of the yrksome way Spenser
One hue of our flag is taken
. R. H. Newel
T. Hood

One more unfortunate

43

On her white breast a sparkling cross she wore Pope
One year ago, a ringing voice H. B. Stowe 185
On Jordan's stormy banks I stand
Chas. Wesley 265
Campbell 398
Anonymous 267
John Pierpont 379
W. C. Bryant 275
Shakespeare 696
Upton

On Linden, when the sun was low
Only waiting till the shadows.

let me lie

O no, no,
O North, with all thy vales of green !
O, now forever

On Richmond Hill there lives a lass

51

On the banks of the Xenil the dark Spanish maiden
Whittier

On the cross-beam under the Old South bell

N. P. Willis
On what foundations stands the warrior's pride

S. Johnson 7091
On woodlands ruddy with autumn W. C. Bryant 382
On yonder hill a castle stands
Anonymous 509
O perfect Light, which shaid
A. Hume
371
O, pour upon my soul again
W. Allston 227
O reader! hast thou ever stood to see Southey 360
F. M. Whitcher 768
Miles O'Reilly 730
Paul Gerhardt 276
Barns
154

O reverend sir, I do declare
O'Ryan was a man of might

O sacred Head, now wounded

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O the pleasant days of old

O the snow, the beautiful snow

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O, saw ye bonnie Lesley
O, saw ye the lass wi' the bonny blue een?

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O, those little, those little blue shoes

O thou of home the guardian Lar

O thou vast Ocean!

O say, can you see by the dawn's early light

F. S. Key O say, what is that thing called Light C. Cibber

O, sing unto my roundelay!

O, snatched away in beauty's bloom!

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Thackeray
T. Hood

O that the chemist's magic art

O that those lips had language

O the banks of the Lee, the banks of the Lee

R. Ryan

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38 Our good steeds snuff the evening air E. C. Stedman 386 Our life is twofold; sleep has its own world

579

Byron
Shakespeare 674
Longfellow

3.20

O trifling toys that toss the brains
O unexpected stroke, worse than of death

447
244
T. Chatterton 206
Byron
188
Rogers
Cowper

363

O unseen spirit! now a calm divine
Our band is few, but true and tried
Our bugles sang truce,
for the night-cloud had
lowered.
Campbell
Our Father Land! and wouldst thou know

341

Thos. Davis 126
Mary Howitt 366
A. B. Meek 406

T. Moore

167 Anonymous 455 7. Chalkhill 521

596

O, waly, waly up the bank.
O, weep for Moncontour!

637

775 "O, what can ail thee, knight-at-arms
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250 O what is that comes gliding in"

607
18

Shakespeare 656
Frances Brown 465
J. W. Watson 251
W. C. Bennett 16
7. R. Lowell 130
Barry Cornwall 472
Anonymous 611

Milton
232
John Sterling 299
W. C. Bryant 446

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O, when 't is summer weather
O, wherefore come ye forth

Samuel Lover 591

Miss K. P. Osgood 375
Outstretched beneath the leafy shade R. & C. Southey 288
Ov all the housen o' the pliace. W. Barnes
Over hill, over dale,
Shakespeare 656

31

Over the dumb campagna sea

Over the river they beckon to me

E. B. Browning 334
N.A. W. Priest 179
Anonymous 173

T. B. Macaulay 438

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John Keats 669
T. Hood

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Pack clouds away, and welcome day
Parrhasius stood, gazing forgetfully
Pauline, by pride

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O, where shall rest be found

O whistle, and I 'll come to you, my lad Burns

O, why should the spirit of mortal be proud?

O wild west-wind, thou breath

O, will ye choose to hear the news?

O winter! wilt thou never, never go?

Anonymous
Shelley
Thackeray
David Gray
Shelley
O ye wha are sae guid yoursel'
Burns
O, young
Lochinvar is come out of the west
Scott

O World! O Life! O Time!

·

Peace! let the long procession come
Peace! what can tears avail?
Phillis is my only joy
Pibroch of Donuil Dhu
50 Piped the blackbird on the beechwood spray

Praise to God, immortal praise
Prize thou the nightingale
Bowring)

Samiasa! I call thee, I await thee 378 Saviour, when in dust to thee

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Pause not to dream of the future before us

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W. L. Bowles 325

T. B. Macaulay 438

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Montgomery 28

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F. S. Osgood 425

R. H. Stoddard 715

Barry Cornwall 151

Sir C. Sedley 48
Scott

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334

730 321

225

604

"Praise God from whom all blessings flow"
Miss Mulock
425
A. L. Barbauld 278

(Translation of John

T. Westwood 631
Longfellow 566

H.K. White 421

R.H. Newell 774

. E. B. Browning 139
Sir H. Wotton 521
W. Roscoe 705
Horace Smith 770
Anonymous 381
Tennyson 617
R. Buchanan 668

Put the broidery frame away.
Quivering fears, heart-tearing cares
Rear high thy bleak majestic hills
Rest there awhile, my bearded lance
Rifleman, shoot me a fancy shot
Ring out wild bells, to the wild sky
Ring, sing! ring, sing!
Rise, sleep no more.
Rock of Ages, cleft for me
A. M. Toplady 274
Rome, Rome! thou art no more
Mrs. Hemans 535
"Room for the leper! Room !"
N. P. Willis 536
Roprecht the Robber is taken at last Southey 761
Said I not so, that I would sin no more?
G. Herbert
Byron

Barry Cornwall 514

Sir R. Grant 263

M. T. Visscher 348

Say over again, and yet once over again

265 68

E. B. Browning 111

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Should auld acquaintance be forgot

Shut, shut the door, good John!

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Beaumont and Fletcher 340 "The cock crows, hark!" (Chinese) Translation of Wm. R. Alger 147

She

says,

She shrank from all, and her silent mood

L. E. Landon 215
Stark

728

She walks in beauty, like the night

T. Hood
Byron
Wordsworth

44

43

She was a phantom of delight
Shines the last age

R. W. Emerson 625
Short is the doubtful empire of the night Thomson

M. F. Tupper 598
John Keats 657
Wordsworth 194
Burns
126
H. Coleridge 48
Miss Mulock

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Burns
Pope

Silent nymph, with curious eye! John Dyer
Since faction ebbs, and rogues grow out of fashion

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Dryden Since our foes to invade us. Anonymous Since there's no helpe, - come let us kisse and parte.

M. Drayton

Singing through the forests.

520

J. G. Saxe
Sing, sweet thrushes, forth and sing! T. T. Stoddart
Sir Marmaduke was a hearty knight Geo. Colman 756
Sit down, sad soul, and count Barry Cornwall 268
Six skeins and three, six skeins and three Alice Carey

98

Six years had passed, and forty ere the six

Some of your hurts you have cured
Some say that kissing 's a sin
Sometimes I catch sweet glimpses of His face

741

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Spirit that breathest through my lattice W. C. Bryant 299
T. Hood
Spring it is cheery
T. Nash

225 309 117

Spring, the sweet spring.
St. Agnes' Eve,- ah, bitter chill it was John Keats
Stand here by my side and turn, I pray W. C. Bryant 320
Stand! the ground 's your own, my braves!

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That Heaven's beloved die early

That I love thee, charming maid

Sweetly breathing vernal air

Sweet stream, that winds through yonder glade

327

Cowper
Swiftly walk over the western wave Shelley
735 Sword, on my left side gleaming (Translation of
Charles T. Brooks)
Körner

444

399
Take back into thy bosom, earth
B. Simmons 703
Take one example to our purpose quite Robert Pollok 706
Take, O, take those lips away

Shakespeare and John Fletcher 168
Take the open air
Anonymous
Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean

415

223 582 145

Tennyson
Longfellow
R. Lovelace
Shakespeare 629
Chas. Mackay 268
E. A. Poe 189
Whittier

Tennyson

165 The bird let loose in eastern skies
The blessed damozel leaned out

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Thank Heaven! the crisis

Thanks untraced to lips unknown

That each who seems a separate whole

The blessed morn has come again
The boy stood on the burning deck
The breaking waves dashed high

John Pierpont 446

Dr. Leyden 367 Campbell 300 Geo. M. Lewis 236 Mrs. Opie 247 Ben Jonson 593 Eben. Elliott 705

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Sleek coat, eyes of fire

Geo. Crabbe
Anonymous
Sleep breathes at last from out thee Leigh Hunt
Sleep on! and dream of Heaven awhile! Rogers
Sleep! The ghostly winds are blowing

Barry Cornwall
Southey

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Slowly thy flowing tide
So all day long the noise of battle rolled Tennyson

172
612
407

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So fallen so lost! the light withdrawn Whittier 713
Softly woo away her breath
Barry Cornwall 179 That which her slender waist confined Waller
Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er
Scott
374 That you have wronged me doth appear in this
So many worlds, so much to do
Tennyson 183
Shakespeare 35
Somebody's courting somebody
Anonymous
Scott
684
Some of their chiefs were princes of the land
Dryden
718
Krummacher 365
R. W. Emerson 625 The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold
Anonymous
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Byron

97 The abbess was of noble blood.

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The angel of the flowers, one day (Translation)

The autumn is old.

T. Hood
The barge she sat in, like a burnished throne

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545 58

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380 316 H. Bonar 276 Some years ago, ere time and taste W. M. Praed 560 Shakespeare 558 So nigh is grandeur to our dust R. W. Emerson 625 The bell strikes one; we take no note of time So the truth's out. I'll grasp it like a snake Young 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!

F. B. Harte

567 182

Eben. Elliott 706
Wm. Maginn 42

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T. Moore

616 259 D. G. Rossetti 644 Ralph Hoyt 320 Mrs. Hemans 487 Mrs. Hemans 461 T. Moore

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441

The moon it shines
Chas. T. Brooks 6
The moon's on the lake, and the mist's on the brae
Scott
Campbell 611
W. E. Aytoun 677
R. Browning 80

The more we live, more brief appear
The morning dawned full darkly
The Moth's kiss, first!

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

J. W. Palmer

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
Wordsworth 13
W. S. Landor 701
Edwin Waugh 79
Whittier

The night is late, the house is still
The night was winter in his roughest
Then took the generous host

178 318

mood Cowper

Bayard Taylor 364

C. Tennyson 326

285
402

Southey
think

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37 253 356 599

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
Anonymous
John Hedges 736
Earl of Dorset 56

The ocean at the bidding of the moon
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
347
There all the happy souls that ever were Ben Jonson 130
There also was a Nun, a Prioress Chaucer
559
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

199

593

thine oath
E. B. Browning 111
Shakespeare
Shelley

41

633 There is a calm for those who weep

Campbell
457
Montgomery 187
There is a dungeon in whose dim drear light
Byron
138
There is a flower, a little flower Montgomery 368
There is a garden in her face
R. Allison
There is a glorious City in the Sea Rogers
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
There's a land that bears a world-known name

39 531

266

The bubbling brook doth leap when I come by

The careful hen

The castled crag of Drachenfels
The cock is crowing

Jones Very 325
Thomson
341
Byron
331
Wordsworth 307
The comet! he is on his way
O. W. Holmes 757
The conference-meeting through at last E. C. Stedman 619
The curfew tolls the knell of parting day

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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,

The farmer's wife sat at the door
The fifth day of May

The fire of love in youthful blood
The first time that the sun rose on

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The forward violet thus did I chide
The fountains mingle with the river
The Frost looked forth, one still, clear night

Miss Gould
The frugal snail, with forecast of repose Lamb
759
The gale that wrecked you on the sand Emerson 625
The glories of our birth and state Jas. Shirley 187
The gorse is yellow on the heath Charlotte Smith 346
The gray sea and the long black land R. Browning 85
The groves were God's first temples W. C. Bryant 358
The half-seen memories of childish days A. De Vere
The harp that once through Tara's halls 7. Moore

The heath this night must be my bed

The heavens declare thy glory, Lord!
The hollow winds begin to blow

Scott
Watts
Anonymous

The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece! Byron

The Jackdaw sat on the Cardinal's chair

219
228

127

Thomas Ingoldsby, Esq. The laird o' Cockpen he 's proud and he's great Lady Nairn The lark sings for joy in her own loved land

Thomas Ingoldsby, Esq. 752
The jester shook his hood and bells G. W. Thornbury 618
The keener tempests rise; and fuming dun Thomson 319
The kiss, dear maid, thy lip has left
The Lady Jane was tall and slim

Byron

144

32

455
144

282
313
464

The midges dance aboon the burn. The might of one fair face sublimes my lation of J. E. Taylor)

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Eliza Cook 443 There is an hour of peaceful rest W. B. Tappan 269 There is a pleasure in the pathless woods Byron 469 There is a Reaper whose name is Death Longfellow 184 There is a tide in the affairs of men Shakespeare 595 There is no flock, however watched and tended

Longfellow 175 There lived a singer in France, of old A. C. Swinburne 155 755 There lived in Gothic days, as legends tell

Chas. Kingsley 210
R. Tannahill 299
love (Trans-

M. Angelo 43
T. Moore

The minstrel boy to the war is gone
The mistletoe hung in the castle hall
The moon had climbed the highest hill John Lowe 202

455
205

T. H. Bayly

537

Beattie
103 There never yet was flower fair in vain 7. R. Lowell 127
There's a grim one-horse hearse
Thos. Noel 252
There's a rustling in the rushes R. W. Raymond 731
There's auld Rob Morris that wons in yon glen
Burns
There's no dew left on the daisies and clover
Jean Ingelow 14

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

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

159

There was a jovial beggar.

732
400

Spenser 635
Anonymous
There was a sound of revelry by night Byron
There was a time when meadow, grove Wordsworth 622
There was music on the midnight
Mrs. Hemans 214
There were three sailors of Bristol City Thackeray 766
The road was lone; the grass was dank T. B. Read
The rose is fairest when 't is budding new Scott
The rose looks out in the valley (Translation of
John Bowring)
Gil Vicente 348
The sea is mighty, but a mightier sways W. C. Bryant 47°
The sea, the sea, the open sea Barry Cornwall 469
The seraph Abdiel, faithful found Milton

290 365

290

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