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Anonymous 136 In a land for antiquities greatly renowned I distinctly remember (and who dares doubt me?)

Jane Taylor 671 R. Buchanan 725 I do not love thee for that fair

7. Carew

In a valley centuries ago

Anonymous I don't appwove this bawid waw Anonymous 742

In a valley far away

Thos. Davis

130 I don't go much on religion John Hay 757 Indeed this very love which is my

boast I dreamed that as I wandered by the way Shelley 630

E. B. Browning 110 li as a flowre doth spread and die G. Herbert 257 I need not praise the sweetness of his song If chance assigned Sir T. Wyatt 56

7. R. Lowell 702 li duughty deeds my lady please Graham of Garimore 47 In either hand the hastening angel caught Milton 233 I fear thy kisses, gentle maiden Shelley

25 I never gave a lock of hair away E. B. Browning 110 I feel a newer life in every gale



In good King Charles's golden days Anonymous 754 If ever you should come to Modena Rogers 204

In heavy sleep the Caliph lay

3. F. C. 673 If he's capricious, she 'll be so

C. Patmore 114

In Köln, a town of monks and bones Coleridge 736 I fill this cup to one made up

E. C. Pinckney 39 If it be true that any beauteous thing (Translation In May, when sea-winds pierced R. W. Emerson 366 of J. E. Taylor)

M. Angelo

In Pæstum's ancient fanes I trod R. W. Raymond 532

43 If it were done, when 't is done, then 't were well

In Sana, 0, in Sana, God, the Lord

G. H. Boker 5.3 Shakespeare 690 In slumbers of midnight the sailor-boy lay If music be the food of love, play on Shakespeare 585

W. Dimond 484 I found him sitting by a fountain side Beaumont and In summer, when the days were long A nonymous 80

Fletcher 583 In the ancient town of Bruges Longfellow 577 If sleep and death be truly one Tennyson

In the days that tried our fathers

R.H. Newell 775 If solitude hath ever led thy steps Shelley


In the fair gardens of celestial peace . H. B. Stowe 176 If that the world and love were young Sir 11". Raleigh 73 In the hollow tree in the old gray tower If the red slayer think he slays R. W. Emerson 614

Barry Corncvall 354 If this fair rose offend thy sight A nonymous 39

In the hour of my distress

R. Herrick 263 If thou must love me, let it be for naught

In the merry month of May


753 E. B. Browning 110 In their ragged regimentals

G. H. McMaster 446 If thou wert by my side, my love. Bishop Heber 128 In the silence of my chamber .W.E. A ytonn 231 If thou wilt ease thine heart T. L. Beddoes 186 In the sweet shire of Cardigan

Wordsworth 245 If thou wouldst view fair Melrose aright Scott 526 In this one passion man can strength enjoy Ifto be absent were to be Col. R. Lovelace 153


601 If women could be fair and never fond Anonym rus 608 In vain the cords and axes were prepared W'. Falconer 485 I grew assured before I asked C. Patmore 96 In Xanadu did Kubla Khan

Coleridge 643 I had rather be a kitten, and cry mew Shakespeare 604 Iphigenia, when she heard her doom W.S. Landor 678 I have a name, a little name

E. B. Browning 17 I prithee send me back my heart Sir 7. Suckling 47 I have got a new-born sister

Mary Lamb I remember, I remember

T. Hood

19 I have had playmates

Chus. Lamb
230 I saw him kiss your cheek!

C. Patmore

78 I have seen a nightingale (Translation of Thomas I saw him once before

0. W. Holmes 225 Roscoe)

Estevan Manuel de l'illegas 349 I saw two clouds at morning. 7. G C. Brainard 57 I have traced the valleys fair

John Clare 54 I have swung for ages to and fro R. W. Raymond 653 I sing about a subject now London Diogenes 706 I heard the trailing garments of the night Longfellow 304 I sing of a shirt that never was new! I in these flowery meads would be 1. Walton


Thomas Ingoldsby, Esq. 748 I knew by the smoke that so gracefully curled

Is it indeed so? If I lay here dead E. B Browning u T. Moore 136 Is it the palm, the cocoa palm

Whittier 360 I like that ancient Saxon phrase Longfellow 178 I sometimes hold it half a sin . Tennyson 182 I'll hold thee any wager

Shakespeare 361 : I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris and he R. Browning 397 I love, and have some cause F. Quarles 258 | I stand on Zion's mount

C. Swain 283 I love it, I love it! and who shall dare Eliza Cook 28 Is there a whim-inspiréd fool . Burns 708 I love at eventide to walk alone John Clare 313 Is there for honest poverty.


252 I love contemplating - apart

Campbell 489 Is there when the winds are singing Laman Blanchard 13 I loved a lass, a fair one . Geo. H'ither 168 Is this a fast, - to keep

R. Herrick 200 I loved him not; and yet, now he is gone

I stood, one Sunday morning

R. M. Milnes 246
W. S. Landor 200 I think of thee! my thoughts do twine and bud
I loved thee long and dearly

P. P. Cooke

E. B. Browning 111 I loved thee once, I'll love no more Sir R. A yton 171

I thought our love at full, but I did ert 7. R. Lowell 127 I love thee, love thee, Giulio! E. B. Browning 146 It is an ancient mariner

Coleridge 645 It is done!

Whittier 463 I love to hear thine earnest voice 0. W. Holmes 356 It is not beauty I demand

Anonymous I'm a careless potato, and care not a pin T. Moore 363 It is not growing like a tree

Ben Jonson 565 I made a posie, while the day ran by G. Herbert 610 It is the miller's daughter

Tennyson 50 I met a traveller from an antique land Shelley 542 It must be so. Plato, thou reasonest well! I mer him in the cars G H. Clark 745


624 I mind me in the days departed E. B. Browning 27 I travelled among unknown men Wordsworth 442 I'm in love with you, baby Louise ! M. E.

6 It was a beauty that I saw

Ben Jonson 42 Impostor, do not charge most innocent nature Milton 638 It was a dreary day in Padua

G. H. Boker 680 I'm sittin' on the style, Mary. Lady Dufferin 203 It was a friar of orders gray.

Thos. Percy 87 I'm wearing awa', Jean

Lady Nairn 181 In a dirty old house lived a dirty old man

It was a summer evening

Southey 375 W. Allingham 206 | It was in my foreign travel

7. G. Sare






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It was many and many a year ago
E. A. Poe 205 | Little inmate, full of mirth

Cowper " It was our wedding day"

Bayard Taylor 127 Lochiel, Lochiel ! beware of the day Campbell It was the autumn of the year Florence Percy 159 Look at me with thy large brown eyes Miss Block

3 It was the wild midnight.

Geo. Croly

430 “Look at the clock !” quoth Winifred Pryce It was upon an April morn . .W.E. A ytoun 391

Thomas Ingoldsby, Esq. 751 I've wandered east, I've wandered west

Look in my face; my name is Might-have-been
Il'. Motherwell 154

D. G. Rossetti 613 I wandered lonely as a cloud

Wordsworth 369 Look round our world; behold the chain of love I was in Margate last July Thomas Ingoldsbiy, Esq. 749

Pope I weigh not fortune's frown or sinile 7. Sylvester 567 Lord, I am weeping •

Sydney Dobell 142 I went to the garden of love

Wm. Blake 607 Lord John stood in his stable door Anonymous 112 I will go back to the great sweet mother

Lord of the winds! I feel thee nigh W. C. Bryant 530

A. C. Swinburne 205 Lord ! when those glorious lights I see Go, l'ither I will not have the mad Clytie

T. Hood 364 Lord, who ordainest for mankind W.C. Bryant 272 I will paint her as I see her

E, B. Browning 24

Lo! where she comes along with portly pace
I wish I were where Helen lies !
Anonymous 197

I would I were an excellent divine . N. Breton 260 Lo! where the rosy-bosomed Hours . Thos. Gray

303 I would I were on yonder hill Anonymous 200 | Loud and clear.

R. H. Burham 541 I would not enter on my list of friends Cowper 598 Loud roared the dreadful thunder A. Cherry 481 I would not live alway

W. A. Muhlenberg 180 Love in my bosom like a bee Thos, Lodge 65
Love is a sickness full of woes

S. Daniel 55
Jaffar, the Barmecide, the good Vizier Leigh Hunt 58. Love me little, love me long!. Anonymous
Jenny kissed me when we met Leigh Hunt 25 Love not me for comely grace

Anonymous 61 Jesus, lover of soul

C. Wesley 273 | Love not, love not ! ye hapless sons of clay!
Jingle, jingle, clear the way
G. W. Pettee 518

C. E. Norton 235 John Anderson, my jo, John


129 Low on the utmost boundary of the sight John Dobbins was so captivated R. S. S.


R. Bloomfield 314 Jorasse was in his three-and-twentieth year

Lucy is a golden girl

Barry Cornwill 49 Rogers 503' Maiden! with the meek brown eyes Longfellow 21 Jumping over gutters . Anonymous 767 Maid of Athens, ere we part

Byron Just as I am, - without one plea

Anonymous 274 "Make way for Liberty!" he cried 3/ontgomery 436 Just in the dubious point, where with the pool

Malbrouck, the prince of commanders (French)

Translation of Makony 405 Just in thy mould and beauteous in thy form

Man's home is everywhere. On ocean's tlood
J. F. Cooper 479

L. H. Sigourney 589
Man's love is of man's life a thing apart Byron

50 King Francis was a hearty king . Leigh Hunt

574 "Man wants but little here below! 7. C. Adams 567 Kissing her hair, I sat against her feet A.C. Swinburne 107 | Many a green isle needs must be Shelley 3.35 Kiss me softly and speak to me low 7. G. Sare 78 March, march, Eutrick and Tevioidale Scott

310 Know ye the land where the cypress and myrtie

Margarita first possessed .

A. Cowlogie
Byron 337 Martial, the things that do attain

Lord Surrey 135 Lambro, our sea-solicitor, who had Byron 555 Mary, I believed thee true

T. Moore 168 Lars Porsena of Clusium T. B. Macaulay 431 Mary to her Saviour's tomb

Veroton 277

Whittier Last night, among his fellow roughs Sir F. H. Doyle 385 Maud Muller, on a summer's day

75 Laud the first spring daisies Edward loud 307 May the Babylonish curse .

Chas. Lamb

415 Lawn as white as driven snow Shakespeare 562 Maxwelton braes are bonny


54 Laws, as we read in ancient sages Beattie

600 Mellow the moonlight to shine is beginning I'aller 98 Lay him beneath his snows

Miss Mulock 713 Men dying make their wills - but wives 7. G. Sara 729 Leave wringing of your hands. Shakespeare 679 Merrily swinging on brier and weed

W.C. Bryant 345 “Less wretched if less fair" E. B. Browning 453 Merry Margaret .

John Skeiton 38 Let Erin remember the days of old T. Moore

Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roain
Let not woman e'er complain


7. A. Payre 133 Let me move slowly through the street W. C. Bryant 572 Mild offspring of a dark and sullen sire! H.K.It'kite 366 Let Sporus tremble


719 Mine be a cot beside the hill . Rogers 134 Let Taylor preach, upon a morning breezy T. Hood

741 Mine eyes have seen the glory 7. W. Have 462 Let them sing who may of the battle fray Anonymous 421 Mine eyes he closed, but open left the cell Leuconomus (beneath well-sounding Greek)

Milton Cowper 718 Moan, moan, ye dying gales! . . Henry Veele 224 Life! I know not what thou art A. L. Barbauld

177 More strange than true : I never may believe Life may be given in many ways 7. R. Lowell 714

Shakespeare 567 Light as a flake of foam upon the wind Montgomery 474 Mortals, awake! with angels join Medley Like as the armed Knighte

Anne A skewe 264 | Most potent, grave, and reverend signiors Like as the damask rose you see Simon l'astell 186

Skakespeare Like the violet, which alone

W'. Habington 44 Most sweet it is with unuplifted eyes Wordscoortk 566 Like to the clear in highest sphere . T. Lodge

39 Music hath charms to soothe the savage breast Like to the falling of a star . Henry King 787

Congreve 585 Linger not long. Home is not home without thee "Music!” they shouted, echoing my demand


Bayard Taylor 108 Lithe and long as the serpent train W.G. Simms 360 Music, when soft voices die


585 Little Ellie sits alone E. B. Browning 20 My beautiful, my beautiful !

C.E. Vorton 517 Little Gretchen, litule Gretchen wanders Anonymous 249 ! My boat is on the shore

Byron 708 Little I ask; my wants are few 0. W. Holmes 568 , My chaise the village inn did gain Anonymous 246


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My curse upon thy venomed stang Burns 602 Now upon Syria's land of roses

T. Moore 337 My dear and only love, I pray Earl of Montrose 60 Now westward Sol had spent the richest beams "My ear-rings, my ear-rings" 7.G. Lockhart 96

R. Crashaw

350 My eyes ! how I love you Anonymous 74 0, a dainty plant is the ivy green C. Dickens

370 My genius ads her wing

Goldsmith 536 Oaths terminate, as Paul observes, all strife My gentle Puck, come hither . Shakespeare 655

Cowper 594 My girl hath violet eyes and yellow hair R. Buchanan 103 O beauteous God I uncircumscribed treasure My God, I love thee! not because (Translation of

Jeremy Taylor 266 Edward Caswell) •

St. F. Xavier 257 O blest of heaven, whom not the languid songs
My hair is

but not with years Byron

Mark A kenside 630 My hawk is tired of perch and hood Scott

O blithe new comer! I have heard

Wordsworth 342 My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains

O, breathe not his name!

T. Moore

455 John Keats

236 My heart leaps up when I behold

Wordsworth 323
O Caledonia ! stern and wild .


441 My heart is in the Highlands

Burns 514 O, came ye ower by the Yoke-burn Ford James Hogg 500 My heid is like to rend, Willie W. Motherwell 174 O dearest Lamb, take thou my heart ! My letters ! all dead paper, mute and white

Moravian Collection 276 E. B. Browning in O, deem not they are blest alone W.C. Bryant 610 My life is like the summer rose R. H. Wilde 610 O, dinna ask me gin I lo’e ye Dunlop 79 My little love, do you remember Bulwer-Lytton 77

O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea Byron

478 My loved, my honored, much-respected friend

O faint, delicious, springtime violet !

W, W. Story 367 Burns 291 O fairest of creation, last and best Milton

130 My love he built me a bonnie bower Anonymous 207 Of all the girls that are so smart . Harry Carey 52 My love, I have no fear that thou shouldst die

Of all men, saving Sylla the man-slayer Byron 711

7. R. Lowell 126 · Of all the notable things on earth 7. G. Sare 728 My love in her attire doth show her wit Anonymous 47 Of all the thoughts of God that are E. B. Browning 576 My minde to me a kingdom is W'm. Byrd 565 Of all the torments, all the cares W m. Walsh

59 My mother sighed, the stream of pain 5. P. Curran 426 Ora’the airts the wind can blaw Burus

153 My mule refreshed, his bells

Rogers 335 O Father, let me not die young!. Anonymous 288 My name is Norval ; on the Grampian hills

Of Nelson and the North


486 John Home 502 O for a lodge in some vast wilderness Cowper 462 My native land, thy Puritanic stock R. H. Newell 774 O, formed by nature, and refined by art T. Tickell 123 My prime of youth is but a frost of cares C. Tychborn 613 Oft have I seen, at some cathedral door Longfellow 527 My sister! my sweet sister ! if a name Byron 138 Oft in the stilly night .

T. Moore 227 My soul to-day

T. B. Read 631 () gentle, gentle summer rain. Bennett 607 Mysterious night! when our first parent knew

O God, methinks, it were a happy life Shakespeare 135 Blanco White 302 O God! our help in ages past.


271 My true love hath my heart, and I have his

O God! though sorrow be my fate (Translation)
Sir Ph. Sidney 57

Mary Queen of Hungary 262 My voice is still sor war

435 0, go not yet, my love

Tennyson 146
Nearer, my God, to thee
S. F. Adams 278 O happiness ! our being's end and aim! Pope

571 Needy knife-grinder ! whither are you going?

O happy day that fixed my choice Doddridge 275 G. Canning 726 O, happy, happy, thrice happy state T. Hlood

758 Never any more

R. Browning 166 Oh! best of delights, as it everywhere is T. Moore 85 Never wedding, ever wooing

Campbell 64 O hearts that never cease to yearn Anonymous 176 Next to thee, O fair gazelle Bayard Taylor 359 Oh! it is excellent

Shakesperre 595 Night is the time for rest

Montgomery 303 O, lay thy hand in mine, dear! Geraid wassey 124 Niglat was again descending Rogers 332 O, how the thought of God attracts Faber

284 No more these simple flowers belong Whittier

703 | O, I have passed a miserable night! Shakespeare 578 Nosingle virtue we could most commend Dryden 196 | Italy, how beautiful thou art ! Rogers 531 No stir in the air, no stir in the sea Soutkey 482 | O, it is pleasant, with a heart at ease Coleridge No sun - 10 moon !

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)

Not a sous had he got Thomas Ingoldsby, Esq. 767 Old Master Brown brought his ferule down
Not far advanced was morning day Scoit



26 Nothing but leaves; the spirit grieves Anonymous 269 Old Tubal Cain was a man of might C. Mackay 376 Not as you meant, О learned man A. D. F. Randolph 275 | Old wine to drink !

R. H. Messenger 609 Not in the laugling bowers

Anonymous 223 O lovely Mary Donelly, it's you I love the best! Not only we, the latest seed of Time Tennyson

W. Allingham 52 Now came still evening on, and twilight gray

0, luve will venture in where it daurna weel be seen Milton 301


53 Now has the lingering month at last gone by

O Marcius, Marcius

Shakespeare 33 Wm. Morris 83 | O Mary, at thy window be !


51 Now ponder well, you parents dear Anonymous O Mary, go and call the cattle home C. Kingsley 483 Now stop your noses, readers, all and some

O melancholy bird, a winter's day Lord Thurlow 353

Dryden 719 () mighty Cæsar! dost thou lie so low Shakespeare 693 Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger

O Mistress mine, where are you roaming? Shakespeare 51 Milton 310 ( mother dear, Jerusalem .

David Dickson 257 Now the last day of many days Shelley 333 () mother of a mighty race

W. C. Bryant 444 Now there's peace on the shore 7. G. Lockhart 406) O, my God! can it be possible I have Sh-lley 695 Now the third and fatal conflict . R. C. Trench 581 () my luve 's like a red, red rose Burns

144 Now to the haven of thy breast Chas. Wesley 273 | O, my love 's like the steadfast sun A. Cunningham 127







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On a hill there grows a flower .

N. Breton 38 Our good steeds snuff the evening air E. C. Stedman 386 On Alpine heights the love of God is shed (Transla Our life is twofold; sleep has its own world tion of Charles T. Brooks) Krummacher 332


579 O Nancy, wilt ihou go with me T. Percy, D. D. 71 Our revels now are ended

Shakespeare 674 On came the whirlwind - like the last Scott

402 Out of the bosom of the Air

Longfellow 320 Once Switzerland was free!

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

Miss K. P. Osgood 375 Miller).

7. C. Mangan 727 Outstretched beneath the leafy shade R. & C. Southey 288 Once this soft turt, this rivulet's sands W.C. Bryant 373 Ov all the housen o' the pliace . W. Barnes

51 Once upon a midnight dreary. E. A. Poe 652 Over hill, over dale,

Shakespeare 656 On deck, beneath the awning

Thackeray 479 Over the dumb campagna sea E. B. Browning 334 One day, as I was going by

T. Hood

8 Over the river they beckon to me N. A. W. Priest 179 One day I wandered where the salt sea-tide A non. 596 O, waly, waly up the bank .

Anonymous 173 One day, nigh weary of the yrksome way Spenser 637 0, weep for Moncontour !

T. B. Vacaulay 438 One hue of our flag is taken

R. H. Newell 775 | “0, what can ail thee, knight-at-arms John Keats 669 One more unfortunate 7. Hood 250 “O what is that comes gliding in T. Hood

746 On ber white breast a sparkling cross she wore Pope 43 One year ago, - a ringing voice H. B. Stowe 185 0, when 't is summer weather

W. L. Bowles 325 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand Chas. Wesley 265 0, wherefore come ye forth

T. B. Macaulay 438 On Linden, when the sun was low Campbell Only waiting till the shadows. Anonymous 267 0, where shall rest be found

Montgomery 268 O no, no, – let me lie Fohn Pierpont 379 O whistle, and I 'll come to you, my lad Burns

73 O Norih, with all thy vales of green!

W.C. Bryant 275 O, now forever

Shakespeare 696 O, why should the spirit of mortal be proud?
On Richmond Hill there lives a lass


Anonymous 195 On the banks of the Xenil the dark Spanish maiden O wild west-wind, thou breath Shelley 334


3630, will ye choose to hear the news? Thackeray 730 On the cross-beam under the Old South bell

O winter! wilt thou never, never go? David Gray 321
N. P. Willis 341
O World! O Life! O Time!

Shelley 225 On what foundations stands the warrior's pride

ye wha are sae guid yoursel'

S. Johnson 7090, young Lochinvar is come out of the west
On woodlands ruddy with autumn
W.C. Bryant 382


115 On yonder hill a castle stands Anonymous 509 Pack clouds away, and welcome day T. Heywood 293 O perfect Light, which shaid away A. Hume


Parrhasius stood, gazing forgetfully N. P. Hillis 689 O, pour upon my soul again W. Allston 227 | Pauline, by pride

Bulwer-Lyttos 159 O reader ! hast thou ever stood to see Southey 360 Pause not to dream of the future before us O reverend sir, I do declare F. M. Whitcher 768

F. S. Osgood 425 O'Ryan was a man of might

Miles O'Reilly 730 Peace ! let the long procession come R. H. Stoddard 715 O sacred Head, now wounded Paul Gerhardt 276 Peace! what can tears avail? . Barry Cornwall 151 O, saw ye bonnie Lesley

154 | Phillis is my only joy

Sir C. Seley 48 O, saw ye the lass wi' the bonny blue een ?

Pibroch of Donuil Dhu


393 R. Ryan

50 Piped the blackbird on the beechwood spray O say, can you see by the dawn's early light

T. M'estwood 631 F. S. Key

447 Pleasant it was, when woods were green Longfellow 566 O say, what is that thing called Light C. Cibber 244 Pleasing 't is, O modest Moon!. H.K. White 421 O, sing unto my roundelay!

T. Chatterton 206 Ponderous projectiles, hurled by heavy hands O, snatched away in beauty's bloom! Byron 188

R.H. Newell 774 O that the chemist's magic art Rogers 607 “Praise God from whom all blessings flow" O that those lips had language . Cowper


Miss Mweck

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

Praise to God, immortal praise A. L. Barbauld 278

Thos. Davis 126 Prize thou the nightingale (Translation of John O the broom, the yellow broom! Mary Hewitt 366 Bowring)

M. T. Visscher 348 O the charge at Balaklava !

A. B. Meek 406 O the days are gone when beauty bright T. Moore 167 Put the broidery frame away. . E. B. Browning 139 0, the French are on the say ! Anonymous 455

Quivering fears, heart-tearing cares Sir H. W'otton 521 O the gallant fisher's life

7. Chalkhill 521 O then I see, Queen Mab hath been with you

Rear high thy bleak majestic hills W'. Roscoe 705

Shakespeare 656 Rest there awhile, my bearded lance Horace Smith 770 O the pleasant days of old

Frances Brown 465 Rifleman, shoot me a fancy shot Anonymous 381 O the snow, the beautiful snow 7. W. Watson 251 Ring out wild bells, to the wild sky Tennyson O, those little, those little blue shoes W. C. Bennett 16 Ring, sing ! ring, sing !

R. Buchinan 603 O thou of home the guardian Lar 7. R. Lowell 136 Rise, sleep no more .

Barry Cornivall 514 O thou vast Ocean ! Barry Cornwall 472 Rock of Ages, cleft for me

A.M. Toplady 274 O trifling toys that toss the brains Anonymous 611 Rome, Rome! thou art no more

Mrs. Hemans 535 O unexpected stroke, worse than of death

“Room for the leper! Room !" N. P. Willis 536

Milton 232 Roprecht the Robber is taken at last Southey 761 O unseen spirit! now a calm divine John Sterling 299 Said I not so, - that I would sin no more? Our band is few, but true and tried W C. Bryant 446

G. Herbert 265 Our bugles sang truce, – for the night-cloud bad

Samiasa! I call thee, I await thee Byron

69 lowered

Campbell 378 Saviour, when in dust to thee . Sir R. Grant 263 Our Father Land ! and wouldst thou know

Say over again, and yet once over again
Samuel Lover 591

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Say, ye that know, ye who have felt R. Bloomfield 340 ! Spirit that breathest through my lattice W.C. Bryant 299
See how the orient dew
A. Marvell 324 Spring it is cheery

T. Hood

225 See, mother dear," she said W.C. Bryant 663 Spring, the sweet spring .

T. Nash

309 See, O see!

Lord Bristol 326 St. Agnes' Eve, - ah, bitter chill it was John Keats 117 See, the flowery spring is blown John Dyer 309 Stand here by my side and turn, I pray W.C. Bryant 320 See yon robin on the spray

Harrison Weir 344 Stand! the ground 's your own, my braves !
Servant of God, well done
Montgomery 265

John Pierpont 446
Shall I love thee like the wind, love R. W. Raymond 61 Star of the mead I sweet daughter of the day
Shall I tell you whom I love?
W'm. Brorune 60

Dr. Leyden 367 Shall I, wasting in despair .

Geo. Wither 64 Star that bringest home the bee . Campbell 300 Shame upon thee, savage monarch - man

Stay, jailer, stay, and hear my woe ! Geo. M. Lewis 236 M. F. Tupper 598 Stay, lady, stay, for mercy's sake

Mrs. Opie

247 Shed no tear, O, shed no tear . John Keats 657 Still to be neat, still to be drest

Ben Jonson

593 She dwelt among the untrodden ways Wordsworth 194 Stop, mortal! here thy brother lies

Eben. Elliott 705 She is a winsome wee thing

Burns 126 Such were the notes thy once-loved poet sung
She is not fair to outward view
H. Coleridge 48


709 She moves as light across the grass Miss Mulock 62 Summer joys are o'er (Translation of Charles T. Shepherds all, and maidens fair


Ludwig Hölty 317 Beaumont and Fletcher 340 She says, "The cock crows, - hark!” (Chinese)

Sweet and low, sweet and low


7 Translation of Wm. R. Alger 147 Sweet Auburn ! loveliest village of the plain She shrank from all, and her silent mood


545 L. E. Landon 215 Sweet, be not proud of those two eyes R. Herrick She sits in a fashionable parlor. Stark

728 Sweet bird I that sing'st away the early hours She stood breast high amid the corn T. Hood


W. Drummond 344 She walks in beauty, like the night Byron

44 Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright G. Herbert 186 She was a phantom of delight


Sweeter and sweeter

7. W. Palmer 23 Shines the last age R. W. Emerson 625 Sweetest Saviour, if my


G Herbert

273 Short is the doubtful empire of the night Thomson 311 Sweet Highland Girl, a very shower Wordsworth 23 Should auld acquaintance be forgot Burns 609 Sweet is the pleasure

7. S. Dwight 419 Shut, shut the door, good Joho! Pope

602 Sweetly breathing vernal air

T. Cares


Sweet stream, that winds through yonder glade Silent nymph, with curious eye John Dyer 327

Cowper Since faction ebbs, and rogues grow out of fashion

Swiftly walk over the westem wave Skelley 302

Dryden 735 Sword, on my left side gleaming (Translation of Since our foes to invade us. Anonymous 444 Charles T. Brooks)


399 Since there's no helpe, come let us kisse and

Take back into thy bosom, earth

B. Simmons 703 parte.

M. Drayton 150 Take one example to our purpose quite Robert Pollok 706 Singing through the forests.

7. G. Sare 744 Take, O, take those lips away Sing, sweet thrushes, forth and sing! T. T. Stoddart 520

Shakespeare and John Fletcher 168 Sir Marmaduke was a hearty knight Geo. Colman 756 Take the open air

Anonymous 415 Sit down, sad soul, and count Barry Cornwall 268 Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean Six skeins and three, six skeins and three Alice Carey 98

Tennyson 223 Six years had passed, and forty ere the six

Tell me not in mournful numbers Longfellow Geo. Crabbe 226 Tell me not, sweet, I am unkinde R. Lorelace

145 Sleek coat, eyes of fire Anonymous 6 Tell me where is fancy bred

Shakespeare 629 Sleep breathes at last from out thee Leigh Hunt

15 Tell me, ye wingéd winds

Chas. Mackay 268 Sleep on! and dream of Heaven awhile! Rogers 47 Thank Heaven! the crisis

E. A. Poe 189 Sleep! - - The ghostly winds are blowing

Thanks untraced to lips unknown Whittier 567

Barry Cornwall 172 That each who seems a separate whole Tennyson 182 Slowly thy flowing tide

Sonthey 612 That Heaven's beloved die early Eben. Elliott 706 So all day long the noise of battle rolled Tennyson 407 That I love thee, charming maid W’m. Maginn 42 So fallen ! so lost! the light withdrawn Whittier Softly woo away her breath Barry Cornwall 179 That which her slender waist confined Waller

50 Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er


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 97 The abbess was of noble blood . Scott

684 Some of their chiefs were princes of the land

The angel of the flowers, one day (Translation)

Krummacher 365
Some of your hurts you have cured R. W. Emerson 625 The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold
Some say that kissing 's a sin
Anonymous 79

Byron Sometimes I catch sweet glimpses of His face

The autumn is old

7. Hood H. Bonar 276 The barge she sat in, like a burnished throne 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.

it like a snake


616 Miss Mulock 165 The bird let loose in eastern skies T. Moore

259 Sound the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea

The blessed damozel leaned out D. G. Rossetti 644

T. Moore 283 The blessed morn has come again Ralph Hoyt 320 Source immaterial of material naught RH. Newell 775 The bov stood on the burning deck Mrs. Hemans 487 Speak, O man, less recent! Fragmentary fossii !

The breaking waves dashed high Mrs Hemans 461
F. B. Harte 731
The brilliant black eye

T. Moore





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