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To Helen

E. A. Poe 130

The Skylark

J. Hog:

130

Fidele

W. Shakespeare 131

Cumnor Hall.

W. J. Mickle 131

To a Skylark .

P. B. Shelley 134

The Nightingale .

R. Barnfield 137

The Sleeper

E. A. Poe 137

Spring

T. Nashe

139

The Battle of Naseby

Lord Macaulay 139

Rosabelle

Sir W. Scott 142

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner S. T. Coleridge. 143

The Haunted Palace

E. A. Poe 161

The Bard (Pindaric Ode)

T. Gray

162

Song

Sir W. Scott 166

Kinmont Willie

Į Minstrelsy of the

| Scottish Border . 167

The Last Man

T. Campbell 172

Ivry (A Song of the Huguenots) Lord Macaulay 174

Sir Patrick Spens

177

La Belle Dame Sans Mercy

J. Keats . 180

The Child and the Snake

11. Lamb

181

Tom Bowling :

C. Dibdin 183

The Kitten and Falling Leaves

W. Wordsworth 183

The Pilgrim

J. Bunyan 187

The Solitude of Alexander Selkirk

W. Cowper 187

The Eve of St. John

Sir W. Scott 189

Leader Hlaughs

Minstrel Burne 194

Epitaph on a Hare

W. Cowper 195

Minstrelsy of the

Battle of Otterbourne

| Scottish Border. 196

Lycidas (Elegy on a Friend Drowned in

the Irish Channel).

J. Milton

200

Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard T. Gray 205

On the Morning of Christ's Nativity J. Milton

208

Winter.

J. Keats . 215

Christabel.

S. T. Coleridge 215

Yarrow Unvisited

W. Wordsworth 223

Yarrow Visited

W. Wordsworth 224

Sir Hugh ; or, the Jew's Daughter Anonymous 227

A Lyke-Wake Dirge

229

The Red Fisherman ; or, the Devil's

Decoy

W'. M. Praed

230

Boadicea (An Ode)

W. Cowper :

236

On the Departure of Sir Walter Scott

from Abboisford for Naples (1831). W. Wordsworth 238

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WHEN the voices of children are heard on the green

And laughing is heard on the hill,
My heart is at rest within my breast,

And everything else is still.

Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down,

And the dews of night arise ;
Come, come, leave off play, and let us away

Till the morning appears in the skies.

No, no, let us play, for it is yet day,

And we cannot go to sleep;
Besides in the sky the little birds fly,

And the hills are all covered with sheep.

Well, well, go and play till the light fades away,

And then go home to bed.
The little ones leap'd and shouted and laugh'd ;
And all the hills echoed.

W. BLAKE.

B

A Boy's Song WHERE the pools are bright and deep, Where the grey trout lies asleep, Up the river and o'er the lea, That's the way for Billy and me. Where the blackbird sings the latest, Where the hawthorn blooms the sweetest, Where the nestlings chirp and flee, That's the way for Billy and me. Where the mowers mow the cleanest, Where the hay lies thick and greenest ; There to trace the homeward bee, That's the way for Billy and me. Where the hazel bank is steepest, Where the shadow falls the deepest, Where the clustering nuts fall free, That's the way for Billy and me. Why the boys should drive away Little sweet maidens from the play, Or love to banter and fight so well, That's the thing I never could tell. But this I know, I love to play, Through the meadow, among the hay ; Up the water and o'er the lea, That's the way for Billy and me.

Hogg.

I remember, I remember

I

I.REMEMBER, I remember

The house where I was born,
The little window where the sun

Came peeping in at morn;
He never came a wink too soon,

Nor brought too long a day,
But now I often wish the night

Had borne my breath away!

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