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

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)

·

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

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

Anonymous 136 | In a land for antiquities greatly renowned

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

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

In a dirty old house lived a dirty old man

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

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

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

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!

Coleridge 645

Whittier 463 Anonymous 60 Ben Jonson 565 Tennyson 50

Southey
J. G. Saxe

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

87

375 727

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

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

.

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

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

197

260

200

598 W. A. Muhlenberg 180

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.

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)

.

719

581
25

520

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

273
518
129 Low on the utmost boundary of the sight

759

Lucy is a golden girl

21

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

134

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

.

121

Spenser
Thos. Gray 308

R. H. Barham 541

A. Cherry

451

Thos. Ledge 65

S. Daniel
Anonymous
Anonymous

355 440 3

55

61

61

C. E. Norton 235

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

My genius spreads her wing

My gentle Puck, come hither

Burns 602 Earl of Montrose 60 7. G. Lockhart 96 Anonymous Goldsmith 536 Shakespeare 655

74

Cowper

594

O, a dainty plant is the ivy green
Oaths terminate, as Paul observes, all strife

My girl hath violet eyes and yellow hair R. Buchanan 103 O beauteous God! uncircumscribed treasure

My letters! all dead paper, mute and white

My life is like the summer rose
My little love, do you remember
My loved, my honored, much-respected friend

Burns

291

Moravian Collection 276
W. C. Bryant 610
Dunlop
Byron

E. B. Browning 111 O, deem not they are blest alone
R. H. Wilde 610 O, dinna ask me gin I lo'e ye
Bulwer-Lytton 77 O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea
O faint, delicious, springtime violet !
O fairest of creation, last and best
207 Of all the girls that are so smart.
Of all men, saving Sylla the man-slayer
126 Of all the notable things on earth
Of all the thoughts of God that are
Of all the torments, all the cares
Of a' the airts the wind can blaw
O Father, let me not die young!

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

79 478

426

Rogers

335

O gentle, gentle summer rain.
O God, methinks, it were a happy life
Blanco White 302 O God! our help in ages past.
O God! though sorrow be my fate (Translation)
Mary Queen of Hungary 262
Tennyson 146

My true love hath my heart, and I have his

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

435

Needy knife-grinder! whither are you going?

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

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 T. Hood 317 Old man, God bless you! (Translation of Charles Not a drum was heard, nor a funeral note Chas. Wolfe 717 T. Brooks) Pfeffel Not a sous had he got Thomas Ingoldsby, Esq. 767 Old Master Brown brought his ferule down Not far advanced was morning day Scott 387 Nothing but leaves; the spirit grieves Anonymous 269 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

284

223

558

O lovely Mary Donelly, it 's you I love the best!
W. Allingham 52
O, luve will venture in where it daurna weel be seen

301

10

Old Tubal Cain was a man of might
Old wine to drink!

O Marcius, Marcius
Wm. Morris 83 O Mary, at thy window be!
O Mary, go and call the cattle home
O melancholy bird, a winter's day
O mighty Cæsar! dost thou lie so low
O Mistress mine, where are you roaming?
O mother dear, Jerusalem.

Dryden
Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger

Now the last day of many days.
Now there's peace on the shore
Now the third and fatal conflict
Now to the haven of thy breast

.

Milton
Shelley

719

310

333

7. G. Lockhart 406

R. C. Trench 581
Chas. Wesley 273

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

53

Burns Shakespeare 33 Burns 51 C. Kingsley 483 Lord Thurlow 353 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

8

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

.

away

O the pleasant days of old

O the snow, the beautiful snow

.

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

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!

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

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
24
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

|

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

""

John Keats 669
T. Hood

746

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

.

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

Pause not to dream of the future before us

W. L. Bowles 325

T. B. Macaulay 438

Montgomery 28

73

F. S. Osgood 425

R. H. Stoddard 715

Barry Cornwall 151

Sir C. Sedley 48
Scott

393

115 T. Heywood 298 N. P. Willis 689 Bulwer-Lytton 159

195

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

Should auld acquaintance be forgot

Shut, shut the door, good John!

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

62

Burns
Pope

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

311 609 602

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

150 744

226 6

15

47

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!

283 775

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

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

.

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

·

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

172
612
407

1

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
79|
Byron

97 The abbess was of noble blood.

1

The angel of the flowers, one day (Translation)

The autumn is old.

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

709

7

545 58

21

302

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

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