On a hill there grows a flower. O Nancy, wilt thou go with me N. Breton 38 Our good steeds snuff the evening air E. C. Stedman 386 On Alpine heights the love of God is shed (TranslaOur life is twofold; sleep has its own world tion of Charles T. Brooks) Krummacher 332 T. Percy, D. D. 71 On came the whirlwind-like the last Scott Once Switzerland was free! Byron 579 Our revels now are ended Out of the bosom of the Air 320 402 7. S. Knowles 437 Out of the clover and blue-eyed grass Once there was a gardener (From the German of Shakespeare 674 Miss K. P. Osgood 375 Outstretched beneath the leafy shade R. & C. Southey 288 . W. Barnes Shakespeare 656 E. B. Browning 334 J. C. Mangan 727 W. C. Bryant 373 Ov all the housen o' the pliace E. A. Poe 652 Thackeray 479 T. Hood 637 O, weep for Moncontour! R. H. Newell 775 250 398 John Pierpont 379 On the cross-beam under the Old South bell On what foundations stands the warrior's pride On woodlands ruddy with autumn T. B. Macaulay 438 746 W. L. Bowles 325 T. B. Macaulay 438 On Richmond Hill there lives a lass 363 O wild west-wind, thou breath O World! O Life! O Time! ye Shelley O perfect Light, which shaid away O, pour upon my soul again 154 Phillis is my only joy Pibroch of Donuil Dhu 50 Piped the blackbird on the beechwood spray 447 244 T. Chatterton 206 Byron 188 Rogers 607 Cowper 18 O the banks of the Lee, the banks of the Lee F. S. Osgood 425 R. H. Stoddard 715 Barry Cornwall 151 Sir C. Sedley 48 Scott 393 T. Westwood 631 566 H. K. White 421 R.H. Newell 774 "Praise God from whom all blessings flow" Praise to God, immortal praise Prize thou the nightingale (Translation of John M. T. Visscher 348 Put the broidery frame away J. W. Watson 251 death O unseen spirit! now a calm divine lowered. 617 R. Buchanan 668 Barry Cornwall 514 A. M. Toplady 274 Samiasa! I call thee, I await thee Campbell Samuel Lover 591 Our Father Land! and wouldst thou know . Mrs. Hemans 535 761 G. Herbert 265 E. B. Browning 111 L. E. Landon 215 728 74 44 43 Shall I love thee like the wind, love R. W. Raymond 61 Star of the mead! sweet daughter of the day Shed no tear, O, shed no tear. M. F. Tupper 598 H. Coleridge 48 Beaumont and Fletcher 340 She sits in a fashionable parlor Shines the last age Short is the doubtful empire of the night Thomson Should auld acquaintance be forgot Wordsworth 23 T. Carew Mrs. Opie 247 Ben Jonson 593 Eben. Elliott 705 709 J. W. Palmer 23 Sweetest Saviour, if my soul G Herbert 273 Sweet Highland Girl, a very shower Sweet is the pleasure 7. S. Dwight 419 Sweetly breathing vernal air 308 Some of The autumn is old Byron R. W. Emerson 625 The bell strikes one; we take no note of time Some years ago, ere time and taste 165 The bird let loose in eastern skies T. Moore 283 775 Young Tell me not, sweet, I am unkinde R. Lovelace 145 Shakespeare 629 Tell me, ye wingéd winds Chas. Mackay 268 Thank Heaven! the crisis E. A. Poe 189 567 That each who seems a separate whole Tennyson 182 Anonymous There's no dew left on the daisies and clover R. H. Newell 775 The midges dance aboon the burn. The minstrel boy to the war is gone 400 Spenser There was a jovial beggar The rose looks out in the valley (Translation of Chas. Kingsley 210 43 455 348 The sea is mighty, but a mightier sways W. C. Bryant 470 Barry Cornwall 469 Milton 290 The moon had climbed the highest hill John Lowe There's a rustling in the rushes R. W. Raymond 731 Jean Ingelow 14 635 W. Motherwell 310 C. G. Rossetti 44 (Translation) They made her a grave too cold and damp 'Tis sweet to hear 'T is sweet to view, from half past five to six 'T is the last rose of summer James Smith 771 'T is the middle watch of a summer's night 7. R. Drake 658 'Tis time this heart should be unmoved Byron 229 Shakespeare 216 R. W. Emerson 625 Shakespeare 575 To clothe the fiery thought William R. Alger) . W. C. Bryant 621 Cowper Anonymous 410 Toil on toil on! ye ephemeral train L. H. Sigourney 475 T. Moore 643 Toll for the dead, toll, toll! They tell me I am shrewd with other men. Julia Ward Howe 36 To make my lady's obsequies (Translation of Henry Two pilgrims from the distant plain Up from the meadows rich with corn Up springs the lark Up the airy mountain Up the dale and down the bourne Vital spark of heavenly flame ! What shall I do with all the days and hours F. A. Kemble 157 What's hallowed ground? Has earth a clod Campbell 606 S. T. Bolton 382 Shakespeare 601 Sydney Dobell 242 What, was it a dream? am I all alone Thom Miss Fanshawe 591 Mrs Hemans 34 Miss Mulock 177 Mac-Carthy 66 19 12 313 Watts 175 When descends on the Atlantic. Whene'er with haggard eyes I view Thomson Joanna Baillie 68 When first I saw sweet Peggy 341 W. Allingham 667 Geo. Darley Lord Lyttelton 55 Longfellow 473 Geo. Canning 726 Samuel Lover 51 and fond C. E. Norton 12 311 When Freedom, from her mountain height Whittier 377 7. R. Drake 447 When gathering clouds around I view Sir R. Grant 274 When God at first made man Geo. Herbert 591 When icicles hang by the wall Shakespeare 319 When I consider how my light is spent Milton 265 When I do count the clock that tells the time Wall, no; I can't tell where he lives Campbell Wave after wave successively rolls on Tuckerman When the British warrior queen When the hounds of spring A. C. Swinburne 305 When the hours of day are numbered 33 When the lamp is shattered We scatter seeds with careless hand Shelley 167 When the sheep are in the fauld Lady Anne Barnard 158 When the showery vapors gather Coates Kinney 592 When the Sultan Shah-Zaman T. B. Aldrich 107 When to the sessions of sweet silent thought . |