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Come, see the Dolphin's anchor forged..
Come, Sleep, and with thy.......

INDEX OF FIRST LINES, ETC.

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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

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"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..

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.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

...A. Smith. 835

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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

Moore, 347
Hood. 511

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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....

Darley. 379

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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..

66

..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....

62
158

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

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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

.Coleridge. 307

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..

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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

....Alden. 881

Herrick, 55
Tennant. 367

.J. Aldrich, 691

...Gibson. 798

..Bryant. 463

English. 768

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........

559

Mrs. Welby, 779

...Darley. 373

Moultrie, 515
.Cowley. 109

84

Brydges. 264
Garrison, 614
.Durivage. 727

....Beers, 930

Prentice, 579

Halleck, 479

...Dabell. 794

.Holcroft. 229

Stoddard, 803

..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.

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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

.A. P. Miller. 886

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......

33

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Mrs. Conant. 895
.Young. 136

159

..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...

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. 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

.Leighton. 786

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

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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...

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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

552

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.................

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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...

T. Parker. 690

....

.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

.Byron, 395

Holmes. 656

..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....

546

...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

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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......

Stoddard. 803

.Dorden, 931

...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
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...A. Philips, 126

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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
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.....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

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.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..

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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...

..Locker. 778

545

Tychborn. 84
M. Davidson. 646
....Gilder. 925
Mrs. Mason. 788
...... Read. 780
...Croswell. 604

Byrom. 153
Sidney. 17

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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

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Bryant. 468

Herbert. 60

O dear Sky Farm...

Norton, 381

Burns. 261

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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