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

I

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

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

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)

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

514

E. B. Browning 110
The spacious firmament on high. A. Marvell 280
The spearmen heard the bugle sound W. R. Spencer 515
The spice-tree lives in the garden green John Sterling 657
The splendor falls on castle walls Tennyson
Scott
The stag at eve had drunk his fill
The stag too, singled from the herd Thomson
The stars are forth, the moon above the tops

.

331

.

Thou art, O God, the life and light
Thou blossom, bright with autumn dew
Though the hills are cold and snowy
Though the mills of God grind slowly
Thought is deeper than all speech
Though when other maids stand by
Thou happy, happy elf!.

Thou hast sworn by thy God, my Jeanie

A. Cunningham 121
Thou lingering star, with lessening ray Burns
Thou still unravished bride of quietness John Keats
Tho, when as all things readie were aright

188

634

The stately homes of England
The storm is out; the land is roused

Charles T. Brooks)

Byron 532 Mrs. Hemans 137 (Translation of Körner

452

688

687

668

Spenser 515 Thy braes were bonny, Yarrow stream John Logan Three fishers went sailing out into the west Chas. Kingsley 483 Three poets, in three distant ages born Dryden Three students were travelling over the Rhine (Translation of J. S. Dwight). Uhland Three years she in sun and shower Wordsworth grew Through her forced, abnormal quiet C. G. Halpine 77 Through life's vapors dimly seeing Conder Timely blossom, Infant fair 'Tis a dozen or so of years ago 'Tis a fearful night in the winter time C. G. Eastman 320 'T is beauty truly blent, whose red and white

371

Shakespeare 39

473

'Tis believed that this harp

215

.

'Tis done,
- but yesterday a king!
'Tis midnight: on the mountains brown Byron
'Tis morning; and the sun with ruddy orb
Cowper
'Tis much immortal beauty to admire Lord Thurlow 566
'Tis night, when Meditation bids us feel Byron
303
'Tis over; and her lovely cheek is now Rogers 677
'Tis past, -the sultry tyrant of the South

T. Moore
Byron

172

711

400

318

A. L. Barbauld 315 Byron 583

The summer and autumn had been so wet Southey

The summer sun is falling soft

The sun has gane down o'er the lofty Ben Lomond

The sun is warm, the sky is clear
The sunlight fills the trembling air.
The sunlight glitters keen and bright
The sun sets in night

Whittier
P. Freneau
The sun shines bright in our old Kentucky home

The sun sinks softly to his evening post
The sun that brief December day
The sun upon the lake is low
The time hath laid his mantle by
The wanton troopers, riding by.
The warm sun is failing

154

Anonymous 148
R. H. Newell 775
Whittier 323
Scott
Charles of Orleans 306
A. Marvell 238
Shelley 316
Mrs. Hemans 213
(Translation
Goethe

The warrior bowed his crested head The waters purled, the waters swelled of Charles T. Brooks)

.

670
The weather leach of the topsail shivers C. Thaxter 477
The wind blew wide the casement W. G. Simms 590
The winter being over
Ann Collins 306
The wisest of the wise.
W. S. Landor 608
The word of the Lord by night R. W. Emerson 460
The world is too much with us
Wordsworth 297
They are all gone into the world of light H. Vaughan 183
They are dying! they are dying! Mac-Carthy 457
They come the merry summer months

'Tis sweet to hear
'T is sweet to view, from half past five to six

To clothe the fiery thought
To gild refined gold, to paint the lily
To heaven approached a Sufi saint (Translation of
Dschellaleddin Rumi 262
To him who, in the love of Nature, holds

William R. Alger)

W. C. Bryant 621

410 Toil on toil on! ye ephemeral train L. H. Sigourney 475
Toll for the brave
Cowper 484
643, Toll for the dead, toll, toll!
R. R. Bowker 541
Toll! Roland, toll!
Theo. Tilton 540

Julia Ward Howe 36 To make my lady's obsequies (Translation of Henry
L. H. Sigourney

Tennyson 183
George Croly 613
Henry King 253

Turn, Fortune, turn thy wheel
Tennyson 591 | What hope is there for modern rhyme
Turn, turn, for my cheeks they burn. Sydney Dobell 94 What is death? 'Tis to be free.
'T was all prepared; and from the rock Scott
What is the existence of man's life?
"T was at the royal feast, for Persia won Dryden
What is the little one thinking about? 7. G. Holland 3
T. Hood
What's fame?— a fancied life in other's breath
Anonymous
Pope
What shall I do with all the days and hours

"I was in the prime of summer time

"T was late in the autumn of '53

"T was morn, and beautiful the mountain's brow

F. A. Kemble 157

W. L. Bowles 332

'T was on the shores that round our coast W. S. Gilbert 735 What 's hallowed ground? Has earth a clod
'T was the night before Christmas C. C. Moore 632
'T was whispered in heaven and muttered in hell

Miss Fanshawe 591
Mrs. Hemans 34
Miss Mulock 177
Mac-Carthy 66

12
190

Two barks met on the deep mid-sea
Two hands upon the breast
Two pilgrims from the distant plain
Two went to pray? O, rather say Richard Crashaw 259
Under a spreading chestnut-tree. Longfellow 419
Under my window, under my window T. Westwood
Underneath the sod low-lying.
J. T. Fields
Underneath this sable hearse
Ben Jonson 709
Under the greenwood tree
Shakespeare 325
Untremulous in the river clear
J. R. Lowell 313
Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb
Watts
Up from the meadows rich with corn Whittier
Up from the South at break of day T. B. Read
Up! quit thy bower!
Joanna Baillie 68
Thomson
W. Allingham 667
Geo. Darley 311
Whittier
377
262

449

Up springs the lark

341

Up the airy mountain

Up the dale and down the bourne
Up the streets of Aberdeen

Vital spark of heavenly flame !
Waken, lords and ladies gay

513

740

Wall, no; I can't tell where he lives
John Hay
Warsaw's last champion from her height surveyed
Campbell
Wave after wave successively rolls on Tuckerman
We are two travellers, Roger and I 7. T. Trowbridge 417
Weehawken! In thy mountain scenery yet

Halleck
Burns

550 368 575

7. Dowland

Burns

Wee, modest, crimson-tippéd flower
Weep ye no more, sad fountains!
Wee, sleekit, cow'rin, tim'rous beastie
Wee Willie Winkie rins through the town W. Miller
Welcome, maids of honor!
R. Herrick 366
Welcome, welcome, do I sing.
Wm. Browne 40
We parted in silence, we parted by night

340
5

Mrs. Crawford 151
7. Sylvester 115
Thackeray 764

394 585 697 761

Pope
Scott

We scatter seeds with careless hand
We stood upon the ragged rocks
We talked with open heart and tongue
We the fairies blithe and antic (Translation of Leigh

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
John Keble 574
W. B. Glazier 300
Wordsworth 33

G. Leland)

452
622

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 Pope 625
What bird in beauty, flight, or song Montgomery 705
What change has made the pastures sweet

When all thy mercies, O my God!
Whenas in silks my Julia goes.
Whenas the Palmer came in hall.
When Britain first, at Heaven's command Thomson
Whence could arise this mighty critic Churchill
When chapman billies leave the street
When chill November's surly blast
When Delia on the plain appears
175
448 When descends on the Atlantic.
Whene'er with haggard eyes I view
When first I saw sweet Peggy

234

Burns
Burns
Lord Lyttelton 55
Longfellow
Geo. Canning 726
Samuel Lover 51

473

When first thou camest, gentle, shy, and fond

.

When in the chronicle of wasted time
When in the storm on Albion's coast.
When Jordan hushed his waters still
When leaves grow sear all things take

.

Thom
Addison
R. Herrick
Scott

.

When Freedom, from her mountain height

7. R. Drake 447
When gathering clouds around I view Sir R. Grant 274
When God at first made man
Geo. Herbert 591
Shakespeare 319
When I consider how my light is spent Milton 265
When I do count the clock that tells the time

When icicles hang by the wall

594

19 279

41 237

442

When Love with unconfinéd wings
When maidens such as Hester die.
When Music, heavenly maid, was young
When o'er the mountain steeps
When on my bed the moonlight falls
When shall we all meet again
When that my mood is sad and in the noise

W. G. Simms 329
When the black-lettered list to the gods was pre-
sented
.W. R. Spencer 125
When the British warrior queen Cowper 435
When the hounds of spring
A. C. Swinburne 305
When the hours of day are numbered Longfellow 177

C. E. Norton 12

703

628

Shakespeare 617
Shakespeare 42
R. S. Sharpe 481
Campbell 272
sombre hue
Anonymous 317
Col. R. Lovelace 48
Chas. Lamb 194

Wm. Collins 97
Rose Terry
Tennyson
Anonymous

298
183
225

When the lamp is shattered

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

Shelley 167 Anne Barnard 158 Coates Kinney 592 T. B. Aldrich 107

1

172 With sorrow and heart's distress With that he fell upon the old man's neck

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