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So thrones may fall; and from the dust of those

New thrones may rise, to totter like the last ; But still our country's nobler planet glows,

While the eternal stars of Heaven are fast. Upon finding that this does noi go well to the air of " Yankee Doodle," the committee feel justified in declining it; being further. more prejudiced against it by a suspicion that the poet has crowded an advertisement of a paper which he edits into the first line.

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I love the squirrel that hops in the corn,

And the cricket that quaintly sings ; And the emerald pigeon that nods his head,

And the shad that gayly springs.
I love the dainty sunflower, too,

And Maud with her snowy breast;
I love them all ; but I love — I love -

I love my country best. This is certainly very beautiful, and sounds somewhat like Ten. nyson. Though it may be rejected by the committee, it can never lose its value as a piece of excellent reading for children. It is calculated to fill the youthful mind with patriotism and natural history, beside touching the youthful heart with an emotion pitat. ing for all.

We close the list with the following:

In the days that tried our fathers,

Many years ago, Our fair land achieved her freedom,

Blood-bought, you know. Shall we not defend her ever,

As we 'd defend That fair maiden, kind and tender,

Calling us friend ?



BEHOLD the flag! Is it not a flag?

Deny it, man, if you dare ! And midway spread 'twixt earth and sky

It hangs like a written prayer.

Yes! Let all the echoes answer,

From hill and vale ;
Yes! Let other nations hearing,

Joy in the tale.
Our Columbia is a lady,

High-born and fair ;
We have sworn allegiance to her,

Touch her who dare. The tone of this "anthem" not being devotional enough to suit the committee, it should be printed on an edition of linen-cairbric handkerchiefs for ladies especially,

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Would impious hand of foe disturb

Its memories' holy spell, And blight it with a dew of blood ?

Ha, tr-r-aitor! .... It is well.


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A baby was sleeping
Samuel Lover 7 All in our marriage garden

G. Massey 16
A barking sound the shepherd hears Wordsworth 211 All in the Downs the fleet was moored John Gay 143
Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase !)

"All quiet along the Potomac,” they say
Leigh Ilunt 582

Mrs. E. L. Beers 381
A brace of sinners for nord

Peter Pindar 739
All that is like a dream

R, Buchanan 247
A cloud lay cradled n zar the setting sun John Wilson 593 All the world 's a stage •

Shakespeare 615
A country life is sweet!

Anonymous 420 All thoughts, all passions, all desights Coleridge SI
Adam and Eve were, at the world's beginning

Aloft upon an old basaltic crag F. 7. O'Brien 715

G. Colman 728 Along the frozen lake she comes Anonymous
A dew-drop came, with a spark of fame Anonymous 654 Although I enter not

Thackeray 45
A diagnosis of our history proves

R.H. Newell 774 A man in many a country town we know G. Colman 740
Adieu, adieu, my native shore
Byron 148 Amazing, beauteous change!

Doddridge 284
Adieu, adieu ! our dream of love 7. K". Hervey 145 A mighty fortress is our God (Translation of F. H.
A district school, not far awa/

W. P. Palmer 25

Martin Luther 271
Ae fond kiss and then we sever. Bur125


A milkmaid, who poised a full pail 7. Taylor 671
Afar in the desert I love to ride

Thos. Pringle 231

A moment, then, Lord Marmiou stayed Scott
A fellow in a market-town
Peter Pindar 740 Among the beautiful pictures.

Alice Carey


R. Herrick
A fiend once met a humble man Rev. Mr. Maclellin 418 Among thy fancies tell me this
A flock of sheep that leisurely pass by Wordsworth


A monk, when his rites sacerdotal were o'er
A footstep struck her ear


Jane Taylor 673
Again the violet of our early days Eben. Elliott 308 | And are ye sure the news is true? W. 7. Mickle 488
A generous friendship no cold medium knows

And hast thou sought thy heavenly home D. M. Moir 191
Pope's lliad

And is the swallow gone?

W m. Howitt 347
A girl, who has so many wilful ways Miss Mulock 46 And is there care in heaven?. Spenser 279
A good that never satisfies the mind Drummond

253 And is this -- Yarrow? This the stream Wordstvorth 330
Ah, Chloris, could I now but sit.
Sir C. Sedley 42 And let this feeble body fail

Ch1s. Wesley 285
Ah ! do not wanton with those eyes Ben Jonson

57 And now, unveiled, the toilet stands displayed
Ah, how sweet it is to love !
Dryden 56


Ah! little they know of true happiness Mac-Carthy 425 And on her lover's arm she leant Tennyson

Ah! my heart is weary waiting Mac-Carthy 305 And there two runners did the sign abide Wm. Morris 83
Ah, my sweet sweeting
Anonymous 49 And thou hast walked about

Horace Smith 542
Ah, sweet Kitty Neil !
Mac-Carthy 70 And wilt thou leave me thus?.

Sir T. Wyatt 150
Ah, then how sweetly closed those crowded days

An exquisite invention this.

Leigh Hunt 67
W. Allston 27 Angel of Peace, thou hast wandered too long !
A hungry, lean-faced villain
Shakespeare 561

0. W. Holmes 373
Ah ! what is love? It is a pretty thing Robert Greene 55 A nightingale, that all day long. Cowper 671
Ah! whence yon glare

Shelley 380 Announced by all the trumpets of the sky
Ah! who but oft hath marvelled why 7. G. Sare 67

R. W. Emerson 319
- the fight! Well, messmates, well

A noble peasant, Isaac Ashford, died. Geo. Crabbe 570

Anonymous 487 Arches on arches ! as it were that Rome Byron 533
Airs, that wander and murmur round W.C. Bryant 84
A jolly fat friar loved liquor good store Anonymous 733 Art thou a thing of mortal birth Fohn Wilson 590

Art thou poor, yet hast thou golden slumbers?
Alas ! how light a cause may move
T. Moore 169

T. Dekker

Alas, that moon should ever beam T. Hood 670 As beautiful Kitty one morning was tripping
Alas! they had been friends in youth Coleridge 35

C. D. Shanly 79
Alas! what pity 't is that regularity G. Colman
742 As by the shore, at break of day T. Moore

Alice was a chieftain's daughter . Mac-Carthy 123 A simple child.


A little in the doorway sitting . T. Burbidge As it fell upon a day

R. Barnfield 349
A little onward lend thy guiding hand Milton 235 A soldier of the Legion lay dying in Algiers
All day long the storm of battle Anonymous 378

C. E. Norton 383
All grim and soiled and brown with tan Whittier 465 As once a Grecian maiden wove. T. Moore 67
All hail ! thou noble land

W. Allston 444 A song for the plant of my own native West
All bail to the ruins, the rocks, and the shores !

W.W. Fosdick 362
Montgomery 471 | A song to the oak, the brave old oak H. F. Chorley 359


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As, rising on its purple wing

Byron 171
Bobolink ! that in the meadow

Thos Hill

As ships becalmed at eve, that lay A. H. Clough 143 Bonnie wee thing! cannie wee thing! Burns

As slow our ship her foamy track T. Moore 148 Bonny Kilmeny gaed up the glen James Hoge 165
A stranger came one night to Yussouf's tent

Breathes there the man with soul so dead Scott

7. R. Lowell 581 Bright portals of the sky


As vonce I valked by a dismal swamp H. H. Brownell 738 Bright red is the sun on the waves of Lough Sheelin
A swallow in the spring
R.S. S. Andros 346

Thos. Davis
A sweet disorder in the dress .

R. Herrick

593 Bring forth the horse !” the horse was brought
As when, on Carmel's sterile steep 7. H. Bryant 450


At Anathus, that from the southern side Wm. Morris 83 Brutus, my lord !.

Shakespeare 130
At Bannockburn the English lay Burns

Buried to-day

Miss Mulock 175
At early dawn 1 marked them in the sky Montgomery 352 Burly, dozing humble-bee !

R. W. Emerson 354
A thousand miles from land are we Barry Curnwall 354 | Busy, curious, thirsty fly.

V. Boni ne 612

But all our praises why should lords engross?
At midnight, in his guarded tent Halleck


A touch, a kiss! the charm was snapt Tennyson 116

But Enoch yearned to see her face again Tennyson 166
At Paris it was, at the opera there Bulsver-Lytton 170 But Fortune, like some others of her sex Halleck

A traveller through a dusty road

Chas. Mackay 592

But happy they! the happiest of their kind
At the close of the day, when the hamlet is still

Thomson 125


But I remember, when the fight was done
At Timon's villa let us pass a day Pope


Shakespeare 387
Ave Maria! o'er the earth and sea Byron

301 But look! o'er the fall see the angler stand
A violet in her lovely hair

Chas. Swain

T.B. Read

A voice froin stately Babylon

Anonymous But now our quacks are gamesters Geo. Crabbe 600
Awake ! – the starry midnight hour Barry Cornwall 68 But where to find that happiest spot below
A wanderer, Wilson, from my native land T. Hcod

Goldsmith 137
Away! away! through the sightless air G. W. Cutter 654 But who the melodies of morn can tell? Beattie 298
A weary weed, tossed to and fro .

C. G. Fenner 474 “But why do you go?" said the lady E. B. Browning 131
A well there is in the West country Southey 132 By the wayside, on a mossy stone Ralph Hoyt 229
A wet sheet and a flowing sea

Cunningh ım 478 Calm is the morn without a sound Tennyson 182
A wind came up out of the sea Longfellow 297 Calm on the bosom of thy God

Mrs. Hemans 177
Ay, but I know

Shakespeare 160 Cano carmen sixpence, a corbis plena rye Mater Anser's
A youth named Rhæcus .
7. R. Lowell 642

Melodies 763
Baby Bye

Theo. Tilton Canute was by his nobles taught to fancy Peter Pirdar 738
Bachelor's hall, what a comical place it is ! Anon. Ca' the yowes to the knowes


Back in the years when Phlagstaff, the Dane Newell 774 Cease, rude Boreas, blustering railer! G. A. Stevens 482
Backward, turn backward, O Time, in your flight

Celia and I the other day

Matt. Prior 85
Florence Percy 190
Cheeks as soft as July peaches

W. C. Bennett

Balow, my babe, ly stil and sleipe ! Anonymous

Child of the later days !.

Anonymous 543
Beautiful Evelyn Hope is dead .
R. Browning 203 Children of God, who, faint and slow Bowdler

Beautiful ! Sir, you may say so
F. B. Harle 765 Christmas is here

Thackeray 608
Beautiful, sublime, and glorious. B. Barton 471 Clang, clang ! the massive anvils ring Anonymous 423
Beautiful was the night

Longfellow 550 Clasp me a little longer on the brink Campbell 151
Because I breathe not love to everie one Sir Ph. Sidney 64 Clear the brown path to meet his coulter's gleam
Before I trust my fate to thee .

0. W. Holmes 421
Miss Procter 63
Pefore Jehovah's awful throne

W'atts 284 Clime of the unforgotten brave ! Byron
Before proud Rome's imperial throne B. Barton

Close his eyes ; his work is done!

Behold her single in the field

Wordsworth 570

Columbia, Columbia, to glory arise T. Dwight 445
Behold the flag! Is it not a flag?

R. H. Newell 775

Come, all ye jolly shepherds . James Hogs
Behold the sea

L. E. Landon 9
R. W. Emerson 625 Come back, come back together.
Behold the young, the rosy Spring (Translation of Come, brother, turn with me from pining thought
Thomas Moore)

R. H. Dana 267
Anacreon 309
Behold this ruin ! 'T was a skull Anonymous 622 Come ! fill a fresh bumper

0. W. Holmes 733

W. M. Pracd 708
if all those endearing young charms

Come from my first, ay come !

T. Moore 114 Come here, come here, and dwell Barry Cornwall 668
Ben Battle was a soldier bold
T. Hood .

R. H. Dana 519

747 Come, hoist the sail, the fast let go !
Bending between me and the taper A. De Vere

109 Come in the evening, or come in the morning
Beneath a shivering canopy reclined Dr. J. Leyden 299

Thos. Davis

Beneath this stony roof reclined Thos. Warton 325 Come into the garden, Maud . Tennyson 69
Beside, he was a shrewd philosopher
Dr. S. Butler 737 Come, let us plant the apple-tree

W.C. Bryant 361
Best and brightest, come away


309. Come, listen to me, you gallants so free Anonymous 496
Between the dark and the daylight Longfellow 24 Come live with me, and be


love C. Marlowe 73
Be wise to-day; 't is madness to defer Young 615 Come, vow a roundel, and a fairy song Shakespeare 655
Beyond the smiling and the weeping H. Bonar 181 Come on, sir ; here 's the place . Shakesfeare 326
Beyond these chilling winds and gloomy skies

Come, O thou Traveller unknown. Chas. Wesey 270
Anonymous 266 Come, rest in this bosom

T. Moore 71
Bird of the wilderness

James Hoge 343 Come, see the Dolphin's anchor forged S. Ferguson 424
Birds, the free tenants of land, air, and ocean

Come, shall we go and kill us venison? Shakespeare 597

Montgomery 351 Come, Sleep, and with thy sweet deceiving
Blessings on thee, little man
Whittier 26

Beaumont and Fletcher 575
Blossom of the almond-trees

E. Arnold 361 Come Sleep, O Sleep, the certain knot of peace
Dlow, blow, thou winter wind

Sir Ph. Sidney 575



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Come then, my friend ! my genius! come along

Fair pledges of a fruitful tree

R. Herrick


31 Fair Portia's counterfeit? What demi.god
Come to me, O my mother !
David Gray 142

Come to these scenes of peace W. L. Bowles 326 Fair ship that from the Italian shore Tennyson 182
Come unto these yellow sands Shakespeare 656 | Fair stood the wind for France M. Drayton 386
Comrades, leave me here a little Tennyson 161 False diamond set in flint!

W.C. Bryant 97
Could I pass those lounging sentries Punch

717 False world, thou ly'st ; thou canst not lend
Count not the hours while their silent wings

F. Quarles 612
Horace Twiss 34 Fare thee well! and if forever


Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear Shakespeare 238 Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness !
Cromwell, our chief of men


Shakespeare 237
Cupid and my Campaspe played John Lyly 65 Farewell, – farewell to thee, Araby's daughter !
Cursed be the verse, how well soe'er it flow Pope 596

T. Moore

Daddy Neptune, one day, to Freedom did say

Farewell! if ever fondest prayer Byron

Thos. Dibdir 443 Farewell, life! my senses swim T. Hood

Dark as the clouds of even.

G. H. Boker 449

Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing
Dark is the night, and fitful and drearily

Shakespeare 150
Rev. W. R. Duryen 134 Farewell, thou busy world, and may C. Cotton

Darkness is thinning (Translation of J. M. Neale)

Farewell to Lochaber, and farewell my Jean
St. Gregory the Great 258

A. Ramsay

Daughter of God! that sitt'st on high Wm. Tennent 373 Far to the right where Apennine ascends Goldsmith

Day dawned; within a curtained rooni Barry Cornwall 195 Father of all! in every age


Day hath put on his jacket

0.W. Holmes 739 Father! thy wonders do not singly stand Jones Very 266
Day in melting purple dying
Maria Brooks 156 Fear no more the heat o' the sun

Shakespeare 190
Day of wrath, that day of burning

Fear not, O little flock ! the foe (Transl.) M. Altenburg 346
Trans by Abr. Coles, M. D. 262 | First time he kissed me, he but only kissed
Day set on Norham's castled steep Scott


E. B. Brosuning 113
Day stars ! that ope your frownless eyes Horace Smith 363 Flowers are fresh, and bushes green (Translation of
Dead I one of them shot by the sea in the east

Lord Strangford)

E. B. Browning 192 Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes
Dear Chloe, while the busy crowd N. Cotton 135


Deep in the wave is a coral grove J. G. Percival 476 Flung to the heedless winds (Translation of W. J.
Defer not till to-morrow to be wise Congreve 616


Martin Luther 254
Did you hear of the Widow Malone, Ohone !

"Fly to the desert, Ay' with me T. Moore 68
Chas. Lever

105 For aught that ever I could read Shakespeare 158
Did your letters pierce the queen Shakespeare 233 For England when with favoring gale C. Dindin

Die down), O dismal day, and let me live David Gray 304 For one long term, or ere her trial came Canning 703
Dip down upon the northern shore Tennyson 304 For Reform we feels too lazy


Deserted by the waning moon Thos. Dibdin 479 For Scotland's and for freedom's right B Barton

Does the road wind up-hill all the way? C. G. Rossetti 261 For thirty years secluded from mankind Southey 702
Do we indeed desire the dead

Tennyson 183 Fresh from the fountains of the wood 7. H. Bryant 657
Down deep in a hollow, so damp Mrs. R. S. Nichols 672 Friend after friend departs .

Mont romery 32
Down in yon garden sweet and gay Anonymous 202 Friends! I came not here to talk Miss Mitfird 436
Down the dimpled greensward dancing Geo. Darley From all that dwell below the skies Watts

Dow's Flat. That's its name. F. B. Harte 764 From gold to gray

Do you ask what the birds say? Coleridge 45 From harmony, from heavenly harmony Dryder
Drink to me only with thine eyes (Translation of From Sterling Castle we had seen .

Words orth 330
Ben Jonson).

Philostratus 608 From the desert I come to thee. Bayard Taylor 71
Drop, drop, slow tears

P. Fletcher 259 From the recesses of a lowly spirit 7. Bowring 278
Duncan Gray cam' here to woo

106 Full fathom five

Shakespeare 656
Early on a sunny morning.

Anonymous 93 Full knee deep lies the winter snow Tennyson 619
Earth has not anything to show more fair Wordsworth 528 Gamarra is a dainty steed

Barry Cornwall 339
Earth, of man the bounteous mother John Sterling 420 Gather ye rosebuds as ye may

R. Herrick 617
E'en such is time ; which takes on trust

Gay, guiltless pair

C. Sprague 347
Sir W. Raleigh 613 Genteel in personage

H. Fielding 60
England, with all thy faults, I love thee still

Gentlefolks, in my time, I've made many a rhyme
Convper 442

C Dibdin

Ensanguined man
Thomson 599 Gently hast thou told thy message Milton

Eternal Source of every joy !. Doddridge 279 Gille machree, sit down by me G. Griffin

Ethereal minstrel ! pilgrim of the sky! Wordsworth 344 Gin a body meet a body .


Even is come; and from the dark Park, hark

"Git oot wid the', Jwohnny'

Anonymous 106
T. Hood 763 Give me more love or more disdain T. Carew 64
Ever let the Fancy roam !

John Keats 629 Give me my scallop-shell of quiet Sir W. Raleigh 252
Every day brings a ship.

R. W. Emerson 614 Give me three grains of corn, mother Miss Edwards 458
Every one, by instinct taught Montgomery 475 Give place, ye lovers

Lord Surrey

Every wedding, says the proverb T.W. Parsons 73 Glory to thee, my God, this night Biskop Ken

Faintly as tolls the evening chime T. Moore 519 God bless the man who first invented sleep!"
Fain would I love, but that I fear Dr. R. Hughes 59

7. G. Saxe 742
Fair Amy of the terraced house E. B. Browning 62 | God makes sech nights, all white an' still
Fair daffodils, we weep to see
R. Herrick 369

7. R. Lorvell 102
Fairer than thee, beloved

Anonymous 46 God might have bade the earth bring forth
Fair Greece ! sad relic of departed worth! Byron 463

Mary Howitt 370




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