176 461 22 205 127 133 441 24 267 6 10 198 269 160 65 182 96 443 443 443 139 498 180 38 350 450 51 173 441 159 91 492 234 38 459 461 166 138 + 18 414 8 98 445 380 68 101 320 458 446 509 42 471 9.3 146 21 160 87 73 377 154 459 270 43 159 25 58 152 97 SIDNEY H. MORSE SCOTT COLLINS SHAKSPEARE DONNE WORDSWORTH WORDSWORTH R. HEBER THOREAU. HERBERT DONNE WORDSWORTH R. B. COFFIN SHAKSPEARE CHANNING CHANNING WILLIAM MORRIS BYRON BRET HARTE HARRIET PRESCOTT O. W. HOLMES DONNE SPENSER DANIEL LOCKHAR LADS TENNYSON CHANNING Lately, alas! I knew a gentle boy. Leaning with parted lips, some words she spake Let the bird of loudest lay Life and thought have gone away Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore Little I ask, my wants are few Lord, with what care hast thou begirt us round Loud is the vale, the voice is up Love is a sickness full of woes. Low-anchored cloud Lo, when the Lord made North and South Lo, where she comes along with portly pace Naked on parents' Knees, a new-born child. No more, no more, Oh! never more on me No splendor 'neath the sky's proud dome Now is the time for th Now is the winter of our discontent. SHAKSPEARE J. Q. ADAMS SCOTT SHAKSPEARE KEATS SHAKSPEARE HERBERT. SHAKSPEARE SHAKSPEARE BYRD SHAKSPEARE J. BLANCO WHITE. SIR W. JONES (Trans.) JULIA C. R. DORR YOUNG ANONYMOUS. SHAKSPEARE BYRON. KEATS HERRICK WOLFE. BURNS G. MELLEN HERRICK SHAKSPEARE BURNS 78 509 288 77 123 457 169 258 47 36 152 72 307 499 126 217 45 517 185 159 463 446 48 58 67 510 162 280 327 511 334 510 167 274 230 521 69 98 35 475 94 63 124 143 286 285 154 76 52 44 56 132 64 504 94 460 246 92 278 128 150 66 466 152 158 53 226 301 269 211 456 46 Out upon it: I have loved Ont upon time, who will leave no more O waly, waly, my gay goss-hawk O waly, waly, up the bank O ye wha are sae guid yoursel O young Lochinvar is come out of the West ANONYMOUS CHAUCER Passion o' me! cried Sir Richard Tyrone. Pibroch of Donuil Dhu Pleased we remember our august abodes Queen Bonduca, I do not grieve your fortune Our brethren of New England use Our bugles sang truce; for the night cloud had lowered CAMPBELL SHAKSPEARE T. MOORE WORDSWORTH SHAKSPEARE SHAKSPEARE BURNS LOVELACE CHAPMAN W. E. CHANNING. BUTLER SHAKSPEARE SIR JOHN SUCKLING BYRON 16 448 199 4.38 72 178 304 32 428 102 34 102 363 448 301 13 454 3 517 437 511 157 215 414 57 178 91 443 240 68 6 120 133 127 182 190 311 211 446 * 125 X3 481 16 93 201 2-9 321 139 138 361 33 482 356 354 271 450 40 183 213 Sing, and let your song be new Sing, O Goddess, the wrath, the untamable dander of Keitt Sitting in my St. Mark's hushed abbey heard Star of the flowers and flower of the stars Stern daughter of the voice of God. Sven Vonved binds his sword to his side. Sweet country life, to such unknown Sweetness, truth, and every grace Sweet peace, where dost thou dwell BEN JONSON SHAKSPEARE. HERBERT LOVELACE SHAKSPEARE HERRICK. WORDSWORTH DRAYTON D. A. WASSON E. WALLER SCOTT 140 37 521 161 171 192 447 35 521 503 215 102 190 519 144 219 47 38 73 193 208 433 446 273 75 59 462 439 467 126 186 203 44 181 500 71 94 258 441 78 *4 227 476 518 294 434 417 34 149 328 339 15 147 441 דא 157 32 196 444 181 63 441 190 42 130 198 73 415 282 283 |