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The noble stag was pausing now
The path by which we twain did go
The path through which that lovely twain
The play is done, - the curtain drops,
The poetry of earth is never dead
The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling
The poplars are felled; farewell to the shade
The Public Faith, which every one
The quality of Mercy is not strain'd
The Sea! the Sea! the open Sea!
The seas are quiet when the winds give o'er
The silent heart, which grief assails
The soberest saints are more stiff-necked
The spacious firmament on high
The Spice-Tree lives in the garden green
The spirits I have raised abandon me.
The splendor falls on castle walls
The stars are forth, the moon above the tops
The stars are with the voyager
The stately homes of England
The subtler all things are
The sun descending in the west :
The sun 'grew low and left the skies
The sun had long since in the lap
Tne sun has gane down o'er the lofty Benlomond
The sun is warm, the sky is clear
The sun rises bright in France
The superior fiend
The time I've lost in wooing
The tree many-rooted
The troops exulting sat in order round
The twentieth year is well nigh past
The voices of my home! - I hear them still!
The way was long, the wind was cold
The winds are high on Helle's wave
The world is still

deceiv'd with ornament
The world is too much with us ; late and soon
The worst of rebels never arm
The year's at the spring

Then did the damsel speak again
Then, gazing, I beheld the long-drawn street
There are no bargains driven
There came to the beach a poor Exile of Erin
There he lay upon his back
There is a flower, a little flower .
There is a land, of every land the pride
There is a legend in some Spanish book
There is a yew-tree, pride of Lorton Vale
There is not in the wide world a valley so sweet
There liv'd in gothic days, as legends tell
There often wanders one, whom better days
There's kames o' honey 'tween my luve's lips
There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away
There's one great bunch of stars in heaven
There the voluptuous nightingales.
There was a sound of revelry by night
There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream
There was once a gentle time
There were two fathers in this ghastly crew
These are thy glorious works, Parent of good
These eyes, that now are dimm'd with death's black veil
These our actors
They grew in beauty side by side
They sin who tell us love can die
Thick lay the dust, uncomfortably white
Things said false and never meant .
Think you, a little din can daunt my ears?

PAGE.
Walter Scott

302
Alfred Tennyson

543
Percy Bysshe Shelley,

456
William Makepeace Thackeray 548
John Keats
William Shakespeare

43
William Cowper

208
Samuel Butler

103
William Shakespeare

42
Bryan Waller Procter

401
Edmund Waller .

64
Thomas Parnell

118
Samuel Butler

103
Joseph Addison
John Sterling .

505
George Gordon, Lord Byron. 407
Alfred Tennyson

540
George Gordon, Lord Byron. 408
Thomas Hood

490
Felicia Hemans

459
Samuel Butler

103
William Blake

229
Samuel Butler

IOI
Samuel Butler

101
Robert Tannahill
Percy Bysshe Shelley

445
Allan Cunningham
John Milton
Thomas Moore

375
Algernon Charles Swinburne. 601
Alexander Pope

137
William Cowper

209
Felicia Hemans

460
Walter Scott

294
George Gordon, Lord Byron. 405
William Shakespeare

41
William Wordsworth

286
Samuel Butler

103
Robert Browning

555
Robert Southey

342
Elizabeth Barrett Browning. 515
Samuel Butler

102
Thomas Campbell

358
Elizabeth Barrett Browning . 519
James Montgomery

293
James Montgomery
E. Lee Hamilton

613
William Wordsworth

268
Thomas Moore

369
James Beattie

212
William Cowper

197
Allan Cunningham

397
George Gordon, Lord Byron 432
Theophile Marzials

612
Percy Bysshe Shelley
George Gordon, Lord Byron 411
William Wordsworth

277
Rev. George Croly ·
George Gordon, Lord Byron 424
John Milton

84
William Shakespeare

53
William Shakespeare

38
Felicia Hemans

465
Robert Southey

238
Hartley Coleridge

481
Samuel Butler

103
William Shakespeare

293

456

383

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578

476
168
528

114

This life, and all that it contains, to him
This night presents a play which public rage
This relative of mine
This world is all a fleeting show
Those eyes, those eyes, how full of heaven they are
Those that write in rhyme still make
Thou art, O God! the life and light
Thou divinest, fairest, brightest
Thou fair-haired Angel of the Evening,
Thou hast sworn by thy God, my Jeanie
Thou ling'ring star, with less'ning ray
Thou still unravished bride of quietness!
Thou, to whom the world unknown
Thou wert fair, Lady Mary,
Thou youngest virgin-daughter of the skies
Though the day of my destiny's over
Though you be absent here, I needs must say
Three days before my Mary's death
Three fishers went sailing out into the west
Three Poets, in three distant ages born
Three years she grew in sun and shower
Thrice happy she that is so well assur'd
Thus far hear me, Cromwell
Thy spirit, Independence, let me share
Tiger, tiger, burning bright
Time rolls his ceaseless course. The race of

yore
Tired Nature's sweet restorer, balmy sleep!.
"Tis but thy name that is mine enemy :
'Tis midnight : on the mountains brown
"Tis

morn, and never did a lovelier day
'Tis sweet to hear
'Tis the last rose of summer
'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock
To be, or not to be, – that is the question
To fair Fidele's grassy tomb
To gild refined gold, to paint the lily
To kinder skies, where gentler manners reign
Tomorrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow
To-morrow, brightest-eyed of Avon's train
To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell
To the ocean now I fly
To these, whom death again did wed
Toll for the brave!
Too much or too little wit :
Touch us gently, Time!
Toussaint, the most unhappy of men!
Tread softly! bow the head
Tread softly here — for love has passed this way!
“Turn, Fortune, turn thy wheel and lower the proud
“ Turn, gentle hermit of the dale"
'Twas at the royal feast for Persia won
'Twas at the silent, solemn hour
'Twas morn, and beauteous on the mountain's brow
Two lovers by a moss-grown spring
Two voices are there one is of the sea

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Sir Henry Taylor

496
Samuel Johnson .

159
Frederick Locker
Thomas Moore

377
Lord Lytton

503
Samuel Butler

103
Thomas Moore

377
John Fletcher

35
William Blake

228
Allan Cunningham

397
Robert Burns.

244
John Keats
William Collins
Henry Alford.
John Dryden

105
George Gordon, Lord Byron 434
Abraham Cowley

79
John Wilson

390
Charles Kingsley

572
John Dryden
William Wordsworth

269
Edmund Spenser

22
William Shakespeare

54
Tobias Smollett

162
William Blake

230
Walter Scott

304
Edward Young

124
William Shakespeare

48
George Gordon, Lord Byron 406
Leigh Hunt

387
George Gordon, Lord Byron 423
Thomas Moore

372
Samuel Taylor Coleridge 319
William Shakespeare

36
William Collins

171
William Shakespeare

49
Oliver Goldsmith

192
William

Shakespeare
Walter Savage Landor 350
George Gordon, Lord Byron

410
John Milton

99
Richard Crashaw

73
William Cowper .

205
Samuel Butler

103
Bryan Waller Procter . 402
William Wordsworth

287
Caroline Bowles (Mrs. Southey) 345
A. Mary F. Robinson

621
Alfred Tennyson
Oliver Goldsmith

193
John Dryden

III
David Mallet.

154
William Lisle Bowles

248
George Eliot

574
William Wordsworth

288

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546

Under my window, under my window
Under the greenwood tree .
Unto the awful Temptress at my side
Up the airy mountain
Up with me! up with me, into the clouds!
Upon her head she wears a crown of stars
Upon the white sea-sand
Valor's a mousetrap, wit a gin
Verse, a breeze 'mid blossoms straying
Victorious men of earth, no more

Thomas Westwood
William Shakespeare
Philip Bourke Marston
William Allingham :
William Wordsworth
Ben Jonson
Frances Browne

563

41
621
588
267

7
566

Samuel Butler
Samuel Taylor Coleridge.
James Shirley

102
322
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PAGE.

225

View now the winter storm! above, one cloud
Vital spark of heavenly flame!

George Crabbe
Alexander Pope

147

56
572

Waken, lords and ladies gay ..
War is the statesman's game, the priest's delight
We have been friends together
We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not breaths
We mind not how the sun in the midsky
We watch'd him, while the moonlight
We were two daughters of one race
Wedlock without love, some say
Wee, modest, crimson-tipped fow'r
Wee, sleekit, cow'rin, tim'rous beastie
Weep no more, nor sigh, nor groan
Well, then, I now do plainly see
What beck’ning ghost, along the moonlight shade
What bright soft thing is this
What constitutes a State?
What does little birdie say
What hidest thou in thy treasure-caves and cells
What is the meaning of the song
What is worth in anything
What shall I do to be forever known
What's fame? a fancy'd life in others' breath
What stronger breast-plate than a heart untainted?
What time the groves were clad in green .
What was he doing, the great God Pan
What! wilt thou throw thy stone of malice now
What win I if I gain the thing I seek?
When all the world is young, lad
When Britain first, at Heaven's command
When by a good man's grave I muse alone.
When by God's inward light, a happy child
When chapman billies leave the street
When coldness wraps this suffering clay.
When he who adores thee has left but the name
When I am dead, my dearest
When I consider how my light is spent
When I consider life, 'tis all a cheat
When I have fears that I may cease to be
When I have seen by Time's fell hand defaced
When I shall be divorced, some ten years hence
When icicles hang by the wall
When Israel of the Lord beloved
When Learning's triumph o'er her barbarous foes
When love with unconfined wings
When music, heavenly maid, was young
When o'er the hill the eastern star
When seven lang years have come and fled
When the British warrior queen
When the hounds of spring are on winter's traces
When the lamp is shatter'd
When the long-sounding curfew from afar
When the sheep are in the fauld, and the kye come hame
When Time, or soon or late, shall bring
When Time, who steals our years away
When twilight steals along the ground

When we two parted
Whence is that knocking ?
Where honor, or where conscience does not bind
Where lies the land to which the ship would go?
Where lies the land to which yon ship must go?
Where the pools are bright and deep.
Where the quiet-colored end of evening smiles
Where, then, ah! where shall poverty reside
Whether on Ida's shady brow
Who can mistake great thoughts?

Walter Scott

314
Percy Bysshe Shelley

457
Mrs. Norton

509
Philip James Bailey

566
Walter Savage Landor

354
Ebenezer Elliott

386
Alfred Tennyson

532
Samuel Butler

103
Robert Burns.

242
Robert Burns

243
John Fletcher

36
Abraham Cowley

69
Alexander Pope

137
Richard Crashaw

73
Sir William Jones

219
Alfred Tennyson

548
Felicia Hemans

464
Charles Mackay

559
Samuel Butler

103
Abraham Cowley

68
Alexander Pope .

147
William Shakespeare

52
Michael Drayton

9
Elizabeth Barrett Browning . 516
Augusta Webster

606
William Shakespeare
Charles Kingsley
James Thomson

153
Samuel Rogers

253
John Wilson

389
Robert Burns

234
George Gordon, Lord Byron
Thomas Moore

367
Christina Georgina Rossetti 592
John Milton

95
John Dryden

113
John Keats
William Shakespeare
Matthew Arnold

579
William Shakespeare

45
Walter Scott

315
Samuel Johnson

158
Richard Lovelace
William Collins

169
Robert Burns

246
James Hogg

261
William Cowper
Algernon Charles Swinburne. 599
Percy Bysshe Shelley

445
James Beattie

216
Lady Anne Lindsay

220
George Gordon, Lord Byron.

428
Thomas Moore

365
Henry Kirke White

393
George Gordon, Lord Byron. 433
William Shakespeare

39
Abraham Cowley

68
Arthur Hugh Clough

571
William Wordsworth

284
James Hogg

262
Robert Browning

553
Oliver Goldsmith

187
William Blake

229
Philip James Bailey

431

478

58

70

211

566

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Alexander Pope .
William Shakespeare
Alice Meynell

614
John Keble
Robert Herrick
Thomas Moore
Andrew Lang
William Shakespeare
Lewis Morris
Sir John Suckling
Dante Gabriel Rossetti
William Shakespeare
Alfred Tennyson
Francis Mahoney

504
Thomas Hood
Walter Scott
Geoffrey Chaucer
William Wordsworth
William Wordsworth

2&
William Wordsworth

271
George Gordon, Lord Byron. 420
Edmund Spenser

23
Richard Crashaw

Jonson

Who first taught souls enslav'd and realms undone
Who is Sylvia? what is she
Who knows what days I answer for to-day?
Why blow'st thou not, thou wintry wind
Why do ye weep, sweet babes? cán tears
Why does azure deck the sky?
Why from the quiet hollows of the hills
Why, I can smile, and murder while I smile
Why should we seek at all to gain
Why so pale and wan, fond lover ? .

Why wilt thou cast the roses from thine hair?
Wilt thou be gone? It is not yet near day
With blackest moss the flower-plots
With deep affection and recollection
With fingers weary and worn
With fruitless labor, Clara bound
With him there was his son, a Youngé Squire
With little here to do or see
“ With sacrifice before the rising morn
Within the soul a faculty abides.
Without a stone to mark the spot
“Woods, hills, and rivers, are now desolate”
Would'st see blithe looks, fresh cheeks beguile
Wretched foolish Jealousy
Ye banks and braes and streams around
Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon
Ye distant spires, ye antique tow'rs
Ye field flowers! the gardens eclipse you, 'tis true
Ye holy, tow'rs that shade the wave-worn steep
Ye mariners of England
Ye men of Gades, armed with brazen shields
Ye Nymphs, if e'er your eyes were red
Ye nymphs of Solyma! begin the song
Ye stars! which are the poetry of heaven!
Yes! e'en in sleep the impressions all remain
Yes, Love indeed is light from heaven
Yes, there is holy pleasure in thine eye!
Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more
“Yet think not that I come to urge thy crimes
Yon moored mackerel fleet
You are old, Father William, the young man cried
You may give over plough, boys
You meaner beauties of the night
You remember Ellen, our hamlet's pride
You that think love can convey

301

348

Robert Burns

232
Robert Burns

231
Thomas Gray

176
Thomas Campbell

359
William Lisle Bowles
Thomas Campbell
Walter Savage Landor
William Cowper

205
Alexander Pope

139
George Gordon, Lord Byron. 413
George Crabbe
George Gordon, Lord Byron. 404
William Wordsworth.

222

207
John Milton
Alfred Tennyson
Jean Ingelow
Robert Southey
Sydney Dobell
Sir Henry Wottor
Thomas Moore
Thomas Carew

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