"Come, poor child," say the Flowers.. Come, see the Dolphin's anchor forged.. Come, Sleep, and with thy.......
INDEX OF FIRST LINES, ETC.
Mrs. Gustafson. 907 .. Ferguson. 611 Beaumont and Fletcher. 47 Come, Sleep, O Sleep, the certain knot of peace......Sidney. 17 Come, Sunshine, come! thee Nature calls.......... Vincent, 542 Come, sweep the harp...
Come, then, with all thy grave beatitudes. Come to me, come to me, O my God.. Come to the sunset tree..
Come, uncles aud consins..
Come, while the blossoms......... Come, ye disconsolate...
Comes something down with even-tide. Comfort thee, O thou mourner.. Commit thou all thy griefs... Companionship of the Muse.. Condemned to Hope's delusive mine. Confide ye aye in Providence... Consider the lilies.....
Could I but return..
Mrs. J. G. Brooks, 568
......Munby. SS4 ....Macdonald. 798 Mrs. Hemans. 450 H. Ware. 459 W. G. Clark. 690
Moore, 349 .Burbidge. 748 Landor. 329 ...J. Wesley. 173 .... Wither. 50 .....S. Johnson. 178 Ballantine. 642 Miss Rossetti. 834 ..Joaquin Miller. 914
"Damon and Pythias," Scene from... Damon, let a friend advise you..
Darkness was deepening o'er the seas........ Darlings of the forest...
Dashing in big drops on the narrow pane.. Day-duty done, I've idled forth.. Day follows day; years perish...
Day, in melting purple dying.. Day is dying! Float, O song.. Day on the mountain..... Day-stars! that ope your eyes..
Days of my youth, ye have glided away.. Dear as thou wert, and justly dear....
Dear child, whom sleep can hardly tame... Dear friend, is all we see a dream?. Dear little hand that clasps my own... Dear noble soul, wisely thy lot... Dear Thomas, didst thou never pop.. Dear Tom, my brave, free-hearted lad..
Death, be not proud, though some...... Death is a road...
Death of the Strong Man..
Death stands above me, whispering low.. Deathless principle, arise...
Deceiving world, that with alluring toys.. Deep calleth unto deep.......
Deep in the wave is a coral grove..
.Fawcett. 930
.Lilly. 40 Milton. 100
...Banim. 505
.....D'Urfey. 166 Miss Pardoe. 620
Mrs. Cooke. 819 ....Burleigh. 705 Mrs. Preston. 837 ..Hayne. 849 Mrs. Brooks. 475 Mrs. Cross. 771 .....Swain. 585 H. Smith. 354 Tucker. 238 Dale, 499
.Sterling. 619 ... Bell. 609
.L. Morris. 854 C. A. Dana. 756 Prior. 123
.. Kenney. 529 ...Donne. 42
Hunt. 372
.Blair. 155 Landor. 329
Toplady. 224
R. Greene. 19 Symonds. 911 ..Percival. 482 W. J. Linton. 703
.Shakspeare. 83 Constable. 40 .D. Gray. SS9 .Barten Holyday. 59 E. Elliott. 361 .Southey. 323 Mrs. Browning. 670 .Bryant. 467
Dost thou remember that autumnal day..... Mrs. Whitman. 583
Dow's Flat. That's its name.. Drink to me only with thine eyes.. Dulce it is and decorum..... Duncan Gray cam here to woo..
Each leaf upon the trees...
Miss Gould. 530
..G. Lunt. 621 Harte. 677 .Jonson. 45
. Clough. 754
Burns. 260
Each Orpheus must to the depths descend.... M. Fuller. 678 Earth has not anything to show more fair..... Wordsworth. 293 Earth holds no fairer, lovelier one than thou...... Percival. 482 Earth is but the frozen echo......... .Hageman. 932 Earth, ocean, air, belovéd brotherhood. Earth swoons, o'erwhelmed..... Earth with its dark and dreadful ills.
E'en silent night proclaims my soul immortal. Elegance floats about thee like a dress.. Enamored architect of airy rhyme... Enjoy the present smiling hour.... Epigrams from the German... Ere sin could blight or sorrow fade... Ere the last stack is housed.... Ere the morn the East has crimsoned.. Eternal and omnipotent Unseen.. Eternal Spirit! God of truth..... Eternal spirit of the chainless mind.. Even as a nurse...
Ever let the fancy roam.. "Evil, be thou my good "-in rage. Eyes that outsmiled the moru.....
Fainter her slow step falls....... Fair as unshaded light, or as the day.. Fair daffodils, we weep to see.... Fair is my love, and cruel as she's fair.. Fair is thy face, Nantasket..... Fair lady with the bandaged eye.. Fair pledges of a fruitful tree...
Fair stood the wind for France.. Fair summer droops........
Faith, Hope, and Love were questioned.. Faise world, thou liest..
Fantasies of Drunkenness.
.Shelley. 433 ...Kimball. 858 ...A. Cary. 768
Young. 136
N. P. Willis. 625
Aldrich, 868 Dryden. 118 Lytton. 607 Coleridge. 309 .D. Gray. 889 ..Calverley. 844 ..H. Smith. 354 ....Pollok. 516
. Byron. 404 Vaughan. 108 Keats. 493
Merivale. 343 .Mrs. Hooper. 876
Mrs. Norton. 647 ..Davenant. ST .......Herrick. 54 ..Daniel. 21
Miss Clemmer. 890 Drake, 473 Herrick. 55 .Drayton. 24
Far greater numbers have been lost by hopes.. Far in a wild unknown to public view.. Far out at sea-the sun was high.. Farewell awhile the city's hum..... Farewell! but whenever....... Farewell, Life, my senses swim..
..Nash. 39
Byrom. 153 Quarles. 57 Heywood. 36
Butler. 104 Parnell, 132 537
Mrs. Gilman. 458
Father of earth and heaven, I call thy name.... .T. Korner. 542 Father, thy wonders do not singly stand.. Faustus, Death of.....
Fear no more the heat o' the sun... Few know of life's beginnings.. Fierce raged the combat.... First at the dawn of lingering day. First, find thou Truth, and then.. Fine humblebee! fine humblebee.. Five years have passed: five summers.. Flag of my country, in thy folds..
Flow gently, sweet Afton...
Flutes in the sunny air...
Very. 713 ..Marlowe. 25 Shakspeare. 29 Miss Landon, 577 Mrs. Osgood. 707 ......Luttrell. 297 Shurtleff. 556 Emerson, 592 Wordsworth. 285
W. P. Lunt. 613
Burns, 261 .Hervey. 602
Fly fro the press and dwell with soothfastness.... Chancer. 3 Fool! I mean not......
Forbid, O Fate, forbid that I...
For England when with favoring gale.. For one long term, or e'er her trial came.. For Spring, and flowers of Spring... For sure in all kinds of hypocrisy.. For the dead and for the dying.... For the strength of the hills we bless thee.... For thirty years secluded from mankind. Forever gone! I am alone, alone.. Forever thine.......
Forever with the Lord..
Forget thee, if to dream by night..
Foul canker of fair virtuons action..
Freedom! bencath thy banner....
Go soul, the body's guest..
Go, then, and join the roaring city's throng.
Go, triflers with God's secret.....
Go when the morning shineth...
God bless the king!-I mean, etc....
God, give us men.
God gives not kings the style of gods in God of the earth's extended plains.. God prosper long our noble King.. God save our gracious King.... "God wills but ill," the doubter said.. Gone is gone, and dead is dead... Gone were but the winter cold.. Good-bye, proud world....... Good-night? ah no, the hour is ill.. Good-night to thee, lady! though many. Going-the great round Sun..
Great God of Nations, and their Right.. Great is the folly of a feeble brain.
Great Monarch of the world..
Great though thou art, awake.
Greek Anthology, From the..
Green be the turf above thee..
..B. Taylor. S07 Wolfe. 414 Mrs. Botta. 770 Mrs. Browning. 670 Miss Clemmer. 890 Waller, SS Tennyson. 681 Charlotte Smith. 235 C. Dibdin. 228 534 Raleigh. 14 Bowles, 265 .R. Buchanan. 909 Mrs. Simpson. 700
..Byrom. 154 Holland. 766 vain.......James I. 38 W. B. O. Peabody. 525
Grown to man's stature, O my little child.. Guest from a holier world...
Gusty and raw was the morning.
Had I a heart for falsehood framed.. Had I the wings of a dove........
Had one ne'er seen the miracle. Hail, beauteous stranger of the grove.. Hail, Columbia, happy land...
Hail, holy love.......
Hail, new-waked atom...
Hail thon, the ever young..
Hail to thee, blithe spirit..
Half a league, half a league....
Happiness that ne'er was fading....
Bennett. 772 Miss Doten. 829 Cunningham. 367 Emerson. 592 ..Shelley. 426 .Praed. 576 .E. A. Jenks, 840 685 Domne. 41 ..Charles I. 86 .Lytton. 606 ..Austin. 641 Halleck. 476 Mrs. Dorr. 809 Laighton. 827 .B. Taylor. 807
Sheridan, 237 Miss Aird. 732 ...Savage, 909 ...Logan. 234 .Hopkinson. 295 ...Pollok. 517 528 Lytton. 607 Shelley. 423 .Tennyson. 684 Mrs. McCord. 675
Happy the man who, void of cares and strife...........J. Philips. 131
Hark! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings...Shakspeare. 29 Hark that sweet carol.....
Hark the bell! it sounds midnight... Hark the glad sound! the Saviour comes... Hark! the night's slumberous air. Hark to the measured march..
Hark to the shouting wind...
Harness me down with your iron bands.
Harry, my little blue-eyed boy.. Has the old glory passed.......
Street. 702 ..Lewis, 323 Doddridge. 172 Reade, 610
Lytton, 606 .H. Timrod. $23 .....Cutter. 722
W. H. Timrod. 420 ..J. E. Cooke. 833
Has thy pursuit of knowledge been confined..... McKnight. $99 Hast thou a charm to stay the morning-star. Hast thou not seen, impatient boy.. Haste! open the lattice, Giulia.. Hath this world without me wrought. Haven't you seen her.........
Have you not oft in the still wind. Having this day my horse...
He had played for his lordship's levée.. He is dead, the beautiful youth...... He is gone-is dust......
He is gone, O my heart, he is gone.. He is gone on the mountain...
He liveth long who liveth well..
He sendeth sun, he sendeth shower..
He that of such a height hath built his mind.. He was a man whom danger....... He was in logic a great critic... He was one of many thousand.. He who died at Azan sends... He who loves best knows most.. Hear the sledges with the bells.. Hear what Highland Nora said.. Heard ye the arrow hurtle in the sky?. Heaven is not reached at a single bound.. Hence, all you vain delights.. Hence, loathéd Melancholy... Hence, vain deluding joys.... Her closing eyelids mock the light.. Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee.. Her form was as the Morning's. Her suffering ended with the day.. Her thick hair is golden..... Here are old trees, tall oaks..
Here from the brow of the hill I look.
.Milton. 90 ....Milton. 91
Here goes Love! Now cut him clear........R. T. S. Lowell. 741 "Here I am!"-and the house rejoices..
Here is a little golden tress...
Here's a bank with rich cowslips..
Here's to thee, my Scottish lassie. Here, take my likeness with you.. Hie upon Hielands, and low upon Tay. High name of poet! sought in every age. High walls and huge..........
His joyous neigh, like the clarion's strain.. His steed was old, his armor worn... Historic mount! baptized in flame.. Home of the Percy's high-born race.... Ho, sailor of the sea...
Ho! why dost thou shiver and shake.. How are songs begot and bred.. How are thy servants blest, O Lord. How aromatic evening grows.. How beautiful is Night... How beautiful is the rain. How beautiful it was....
How can I cease to pray for thee.. How dazzling white the snowy scene.. How dear to this heart..... How delicious is the winning.. How few are found (on Murphy). How gallantly, how merrily........
Moultrie, 515 .Cowley. 109
Brydges. 264 Garrison, 614 .Durivage. 727
..Addison, 129 ..Hillhouse. 410 .....Southey. 322 Longfellow. 631 ..Longfellow. 635 Mrs. Darr. 809 Grahame, 270 Woodworth, 377 .Campbell. 336 .....Churchill, 208 .B. W. Procter. $55
How happy is he born and taught... How high those tones are beating.. How little recks it where men die... How long, great God, how long must I.. How long I sailed...
INDEX OF FIRST LINES, ETC.
Wotton. 39 Miss Bates. 923 .Barry. 554 ....Norris. 122 ..H. Coleridge. 497 ..Colton. 352 Mrs. Hemans. 451 T. Miller. 658
How long shall man's imprisoned spirit groan.......... How many blessed groups this hour... How many days with mute adieu...........
How many men have passed the flames.. How
many thousands of my poorest subjects...Shakspeare. How many wait alone......
How often I repeat their rage divine.. How pleasant a sailor's life passes.......
How seldom, friend, a good great man.. How shall a man foredoomed.... How shall I know thee in the sphere.. How shall my love to God..
How shall we learn to sway...
How sleep the brave who sink to rest...
How soft the pause......
Mrs. Conant. 895 .Young. 136
..Coleridge. 308 H. Coleridge. 498 Bryant. 465 Garrison. 615 ...Anster. 443 ...Collins. 188 ..Mrs. Tighe. 318 Milton. 99 163 Grahame. 269 F. Tennyson. 616 .Shakspeare. 32 Sterling. 620 .Marvell. 113
How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth.. How stands the glass around...
How still the morning of the hallowed day.. How sweet the harmonies of afternoon.. How sweet the moonlight sleeps..... How strange is death to life...... How vainly men themselves amaze... How various his employments whom.. Hues of the rich, unfolding morn...... Hush, heart of mine....
Hush her face is chill...
. Cowper. 211 .......Keble. 436 .Symonds. 912 ...Eastman. 739
.Frothingham. 445 O'Keefe, 233 .Lytle. 814
. Rogers. 268 ...I. Watts. 130 Wordsworth. 294
Clare, 453 Shelley. 426
.M. Arnold. 783 Montgomery. 304
..Shelley. 421 .Holmes. 655
.Pierpont. 350 .Taylor, 567 Laighton. 827
Thomson. 169 Norris. 122
Sir Walter Scott. 300
Mrs. Mason. 788 . Bayly, 502 .Curry. 605 Tennyson. 685 Percival. 452 Pinkney. 572
I found beside a meadow-brooklet bright........ McKnight. 901
I love (and have some cause to love).. I love it, I love it......
I love to look on a scene like this. I love to rise ere gleams the tardy light... I loved thee long and dearly..
I loved thee once, I'll love no more.. I'll have no glittering gewgaws.. I'll rob the hyacinth and rose....... I'll tell you, friend, what sort of wife. I'm biddeu, little Mary...
I'm sittin' on the stile, Mary... I'm wearin' awa, John...
Quarles. 5S ...Miss Cook. 746
......N. P. Willis. 624
Anna Seward. 528 P. P. Cooke. 786
Ayton. 35
Tobin. 275 . Dawes, 589 .Frisbie. 369
... Mrs. Southey. 388 Lady Dufferin. 671 ...Carolina Nairne. 271 .Mrs. Sigourney. 418 . Bayly. 502
I marked at morn the thirsty earth.......... I met a man in Regent Street.. I must away to wooded hills...
I need not praise the sweetness of his song. I ne'er could any lustre see........
I never gave a lock of hair away...
I not believe that the great Architect... I once saw a poor fellow......
I own I like not Johnson's turgid style.. I pity from my soul unhappy men..
I played with you 'mid cowslips blowing.. I pray thee by thy mother's face..............
I press my cheek against the window-pane.. I remember, I remember.
I remember, I remember...
I remember the time, thou roaring sea.. I said to Sorrow's awful storm....
I sat with Doris, the shepherd-maiden. I saw from the beach..
I saw thee once-once only...
I say to thee, do thou repeat..
I scarcely grieve, O Nature.
I see thee still....
I see them on their winding way.
I shot an arrow into the air............
I sing the sweets I know, the charms I feel.
I sit beneath the apple-tree....
I sought for wisdom in the morning-time.
I sought Thee round about.........
I sprang to the stirrup.......
I stand upon the mountain's top......
G. Arnold. 859 ....Lowell. 763 Sheridan. 237 .Mrs. Browning. 671 ..Sylvester. 23
Bowring. 440 ......Wolcot. 221 ..Roscommon. 120
Peacock. 534 Brainard. 485 Mrs Preston. 837 ...Hood. 510 Praed. 577 Mackay. 726
...Mrs. Stoddard. 387
...Munby. 884 .Moore. 349 ....Poe, 661
Trench. 640
Timrod. 829 Sprague. 416
..Heber, 364 Longfellow. 630 Barlow. 246 Miss Phelps. 925 ..Penney. 570 Heywood. 37 .Browning. 709 E. Peabody. 623
I thank my God, because my hairs are gray.... H. Coleridge. 497
I think we are too ready with complaint.... Mrs. Browning. G68 I've a proposal here from Mr. Murray..
I've heard them lilting....
I've often wished that I could write a book. I've seen the smiling..
I've set my heart upou nothing, you see... I've wandered east, I've wandered west... I wait........
I walked beside the evening sea...
I wandered by the brook-side..
I wandered lonely as a cloud..........
I was a scholar: seven useful springs...
I watched the swans in that proud park.
I weep for Adonais-he is dead....
I will not praise the often flattered rose..... I will sing as I shall please.....
I wish I were where Helen lies. I won a noble fame...
I would be quiet, Lord..
I would not have believed it then.. I would not live alway........
....... Frere. 274
Miss Elliot. 193 ..Frere. 273 Mrs. Cockburn. 194
Dwight. 718 Motherwell. 500
.. Miss Clemmer. 889 Curtis. 794
. Milnes. GGO Wordsworth. 292
....... Marston. 41
Parsons. 760 ..Shelley. 427 .Doubleday. 413 ..Wither. 51
86 Tilton. 864
.Mrs. Dorr. SOS
.... Weeks, 898 .Muhlenberg. 551
Marlowe. 26
Collins. 189 ..Palgrave. 797 chained..................... Keats. 492
If all our life were one broad glare... If all the world and Love were young.. If aught of oaten stop or pastoral song. If by any device or knowledge..... If by dull rhymes our English must be If dead, we cease to be.... If donghty deeds my lady please.... If dumb too long the drooping Muse.. If fragrances were colors, I would liken. If I had thought thou couldst have died.. If in these thoughts of mine..... If it must be.................
If love were what the rose is...
Swinburne. 873 If man sleeps on, untaught by what he secs......... Young. 137 If on a child of Nature thou bestow... McKnight. 899 If, sitting with this little, worn-out shoe.. Mrs. M. R. Smith. 915 If stars were really watching eyes.. If this fair rose offend thy sight..
If thon must love me.....
If thou shalt be in heart a child..
If thou wert by my side, my love..
Bourdillon, 938 160
Mrs. Browning. 671 ...L. Morris. 853 ...... Heber. 363 Whitman. 583 McKnight. 900 Buchanan. 908
If thy sad heart, pining for human love.............. Mrs. If ye have precious truths that yet remain.... In all the land, range up, range down... In darker days and nights of storm...... In eddying course when leaves began to fly. In full-blown dignity see Wolsey stand.. In him Demosthenes was heard again.. In hope a king doth go to war.......
In man or woman, but far most in man.. "In Memoriam," Stanzas from....
In mids of June, that jolly, sweet seasonn.. In purple robes old Sliavnamon..
In slumbers of midnight the sailor-boy lay.. In spite of ontward blemishes she shone............. In summer when the days were long..
In that desolate land and lone....
In the deepening shades of twilight..
In the greenest growth of the May-time...
In the hour of my distress..
In the molten-golden moonlight..
In the tempest of life..
In thee, O blesséd God, I hope..
In their ragged regimentals...
In these deep solitudes and awful cells.. In wanton sport my Doris....... In winter, when the rain rained cauld.. In yonder grave a Druid lies...
Indolent! indolent! yes, I am indolent. Intent the conscious mountains stood... Into a ward of the whitewashed walls.. "Ion," Talfourd's, Scene from... Is it all vanity.....
Is there, for honest poverty..
Is there then hope that thon...
Is this the stately Syracuse...
Is thy face like thy mother's, my fair child.
Is thy name Mary, maiden fair..
It came upon the midnight clear...... It chanceth once to every soul..... It is a beauteous evening, calm and free.. It is a place where poets crowned........ It is a spectral show-this wondrons world.. It is a sultry day; the sun has drunk.. It is an ancient mariner....
It is enough: I feel this golden morn.. It is hope's spell that glorities...
.Brydges. 264 ..Johnson, 179 .Cowper. 214 ....Alison. 22 ....Cowper. 210 Tennyson. 685 .Henryson. 5 ....Joyce. 882 .... Dimond. 356 Churchill, 208 545
..Longfellow. 630 Mrs. Thorpe. 935
Swinburne, 872
Herrick. 55
..R. Lytton. $45 ..Lawrence, 626 Blackie. 666
McMaster. 830 ..l'ope. 147 .Merivale. 344
67 .Collins, 189 Mrs. Cooke. 819
Mrs. Dodge. 903 Miss Lacoste. 915 470 .Lytton, 607 ...Burns. 258
.Symonds. 912
Motley. 723
..Sears, 680 Miss Phelps. 925 Wordsworth. 292 .Mrs. Browning, 668
It is most true that eyes are formed to serve..
It is night; I am alone...
It is not beauty I demand.
It is not death to die.....
It is not growing like a tree..
It is not long since we with happy feet..
It is not to be thought of that the flood..
It is the fairest sight....
It is the loveliest day that we have had.
It is the midnight hour......
It is the soul that sees..
It lies around us like a cloud..
It's hame, and it's hame....
It's rare to see the morning breeze..
It must be so-Plato, thou reason'st well..
It seems so lonely in the nest...
It singeth low in every heart..
It was a friar of orders gray..
It was a summer evening..
It was an eve of autumn's holiest mood.
It was an old distorted face...
It was merely the bud....
...Bryant. 465 Coleridge. 310 Mrs. Preston. 837 ..E. Bronté. 743 ......Sidney. 17 Macpherson. 222 84 ...Bethune. 610 ..Jonson. 45 ...... Miss Barr. 939 Wordsworth. 293
C. T. Turner. 649 ..Hunt. 371
..J. Wilson. 375 Crabbe, 246 ...Mrs. Stowe. 706 Cunningham. 366 ...... Ainslie. 442
...Addison. 129 Mrs. Tuttle. 892 Chadwick. 901 .Percy. 202 Southey. 320 Pollok, 517 .Mrs. Whitney. 795 ......Powers. 816
Let them go by...
Let us escape! this is our holiday... Let us go, lassie, go....
Let us haste to Kelvin grove..
Life and the universe...
Life answers "No!".
Life, believe, is not a dream........... Life! I know not what thou art... Life is a sea; like ships we meet.. Life is nnutterably dear...... Life will be gone ere I have lived. Lift up thine eyes, afflicted soul.. Lift your glad voices..
Like as the arméd knight.......... Like as the damask rose yon see...
Like as the waves make toward the pebbled. Like to the falling of a star... Lily, on liquid roses floating.. Lithe and listen, gentlemen.. Little charm of placid mien.. Little drops of water....... Little Gretchen, little Gretchen... Little I ask; my wants are few...... Little inmate, full of mirth. Little store of wealth have I. Live in that Whole......
...Simms. 613 Tannahill. 324
.Lyle. 419
M. Collins. 817 Lytton, 607
..C. Bronté. 749 Mrs. Barbanid. 226 ..C. T. Brooks. 711 ...Miss Bates. 923 ...C. Bronté. 743 Montgomery. 504 H. Ware. 459 ..Anne Askew, 7 ..... Wastel. 81 Shakspeare. 30
.King. 59 .Kenyon, 366 GS
...A. Philips, 126
Loud roared the dreadful thunder..
Loud wind, strong wind... Louisa, did you never trace....
Love? I will tell thee what it is to love.
Love is the happy privilege..
Love, let us love...
Love me little, love me long...
Love me, love, but breathe it low.
Love mistress is of many minds. Love not, love not.............
Love not me for comely grace...............
Love thee, O thou, the world's..
Love within the lover's breast.....
Low hung the moon, the wind was still..
...Trench. 640
band......Prior. 123
..Cherry. 263
Mrs. Craik. 812
W. B. O. Peabody. 523
...Swain. 585 Bailey. 734 .Bourdillon. 938 $3
.....J. Miller. 914 Southwell, 22 Mrs. Norton. 648 163 Milman. 418 Meredith, 826
Miss Proctor. 838
Magnificent creature, so stately and bright........J. Wilson. 374
Maid of Athens, ere we part.............
Make me no vows of constancy, dear friend. Man-the external world...
Many a year is in its grave..
Many are poets who have never penned.. Many years have floated by....
March, march, Ettrick and Teviotdale.
Mark that swift arrow, how it cuts the air... Mark yon old mansion frowning through the Maud Muller, on a summer day.
Mary! I want a lyre with other strings. Master, they argued fast concerning thee... Maxwelton braes are bonnie..
May nevermore a selfish wish of mine.. May, queen of blossoms..
Methinks it is good to be here.....
..Byron. 404 ..Mrs. Allen. 850 Townshend. 588 Mrs. Austin. 451 Byron, 405 Mrs. Conant. 895 .....Scott. 301 .....Cowley. 110 trees.. Rogers. 267 Whittier, 634 .Cowper. 214 .Doud, 932 Douglas, 161 McKnight. 900 Thurlow. 359
H. Knowles. 504
'Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam.... Payne. 439 'Mid the flower-wreathed tombs I stand......... Higginson. 792 'Mid the thunder of battle..
Mild offspring of a dark and sullen sire.. Milton! thou shouldst be living at this hour... Mine eyes have seen the glory..... Mine eyes-that may not see thee smile..
Miss Flora M'Flimsey of Madison Square...
"More poets yet!" I hear him say.... More than the soul of ancient song.. Mortality, behold and fear..
Most glorious Lord of life, that on this day.. Most intellectual master of the art... Mourn, hapless Caledonia, mouru...... Mourn, O rejoicing heart......
Maclagan. 698 White. 377 Wordsworth. 293 Mrs. Howe. 758 .Hervey. 603
Butler. 799 Dobson, 896
Mrs. Lippincott. 790
.Beaumont. 47
..Spenser. 13 Fuller-Ossoli. 677 Smollett. 191 157 ...Newton. 552 ... Keats. 18 ...... Fane. 822 .....Street. 702 ..Lathrop. 937 .Byron. 404 Payne. 918 ..Southey. 321
James Graham. 103
..Denham. 104
Kingsley. 765
..Robbins. 707
My life is like a stroll upon the beach. My life is like the summer rose............. My little son, who looked... My loved, my honored, much respected My mind to me a kingdom is.... My oldest friend, mine from the hour.... My only love is always near..
Thoreau. 745
Wilde. 412 Patmore. 790 friend................. Burns. 253 ..Sir Edward Dyer. S ...J. H. Newman, 572
My own, it is time you were coming. My prime of youth is but a frost of cares. My sister with this mortal eye.......... My songs are all of thee.....
My soul has grown too great to-day. My soul to-day.............
My soul was dark..
My spirit longeth for thee..
My true-love hath my heart, and I have his...
Tychborn. 84 M. Davidson. 646 ....Gilder. 925 Mrs. Mason. 788 ...... Read. 780 ...Croswell. 604
Byrom. 153 Sidney. 17
Night of the tomb! he has entered thy portal...E. Sargent. 717 Night overtook me ere my race was ruu. No actor ever greater heights (on Quin) No, I never till life....
No: I shall pass into the Morning Land. No monument of me remain.. Nor can I not believe but that hereby.. Nor fame I slight, nor for her favors call. Nor force nor fraud shall sunder us.. Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds.. Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note... Not as it looks will be thy coming state.. Not far advanced was morning day.. Not here, in the populous town.. Not marble, nor the gilded monuments.. Not, my soul, what thou hast done.. Not that her blooms are marked.... "Not to myself alone".
Not to the grave, not to the grave, my soul. Not what we would, but what we must... Not worlds on worlds in phalanx deep.. Not yet-along the purpling sky....... Not yet, the flowers are in my path.. Now Autumn's fire burns slowly....... Now glory to the Lord of hosts.... Now, if to be an April-fool...
Now it belongs not to my care.. Now Spring returns....
.Harris, 785 Churchill, 208 Bowles, 265
M. Collins, 817 Habington. SS Wordsworth. 294
.Pope. 150 Dobell. 795
.Couper. 210 Wolfe. 413 McKnight. 900
...Scott. 298 .Bourdillon. 938 .Shakspeare. 30
.. Lombard. 852 T. Warton. 204 ..Partridge. 674 ...Southey. 322 .Stoddard. 804 Good. 269 Mrs. Mason. 788 Miss Landon. 578 Allingham. 825 Macaulay. 563 M. Collins. $17 . Baxter. 106 ...Bruce, 231
O friend! whose name is closely bound..
My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains.......Keats. 494 My heart is sair, 1 darena tell.......
O fair bird, singing in the woods....
.E. Bronté. 743 E. Goodale. 941
Mary Stuart. 677
..L. Morris. 854 Miss Bates. 923
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