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ALDRICH, ANNE REEVE
ALDRICH, THOMAS BAILEY
ALEXANDER, CECIL FRANCES
ALLEN, ELIZABETH AKERS
ARCHIBALD, MRS. GEORGE
*AURINGER, OBADIAH CYRUS
BADGER, ELIZABETH MAY
BALLARD, HARLAN H.
BANKS, G. LINNÆUS
*BARBE, W. T. W.
*BARNES, ESTHER WALDEN
BATES, CHARLOTTE FISKE
BATES, KATHERINE LEE
BAYLOR, FRANCES COURTNEY
BELI, H. T. MACKENZIE
BENEDICT, CLARA J.
* BENSEL, JAMES BERRY
BLACKMORE, RICHARD DODDRIDGE
BLANCHARD, MARY E.
*BLANDEN, CHARLES GRANGER
* +BOLTON, SARAH KNOWLES
* BONNEY, Callie L.
BOWEN, JOHN ELIOT
Boyd, LOUISA VICKROY
BRINE, MARY D.
BROOKS, F. W.
* +BROTHERTON ALICE WILLIAMS
*BROWNELL, HENRY HOWARD
BRYANT, WILLIAM CULLEN
BUMSTEAD, EUDORA S
BURDETTE, ROBERT J.
BURNHAM, BERTHA H.
BURTON, RICHARD E.
*+BUSHNELL, WILLIAM H.
Butts, Mary F.
CARNEY, JULIA A. FLETCHER
CHANLER, AMÉLIE RIVES
**CHENEY, JOHN VANCE
CHESTER, ANSON G.
CLAPP, ELIZA THAYER
CLARK, JAMES G.
* CLARK, SIMEON TUCKER
*COATES, FLORENCE EARLE
CoBв, М. Н.
COFFIN, ROBERT BARRY
COLEMAN, A. A.
COOKE, ROSE TERRY
* COOLBRITH, INA D.
CONANT, THOMAS P.
* CONVERSE, HARRIET MAXWELL
CRAIK, DINAH MARIA MULOCK
CRANCH, CHRISTOPHER PEARSE
CRANDALL, C. H.
CRAWFORD, JAMES P.
* Cross, ALLEN EASTMAN
CUMMINGS, ST. JAMES
Davis, Mollie E. Moore
*DENTON, FRANKLIN EVERT
* DE VERE, AUBREY
DICKINSON, CHARLES M.
DIEKENGA, I. E.
*+Dodge, MARY MAPES
Dorr, JULIA C. R.
*Eve, MARIA LOUISE
*FEARING, LILIAN BLANCHE
* FLAGG, EDMUND
Foss, S. W.
* GILDER, RICHARD WATSON
GOODALE DORA READ
* GORMAN, GEORGE HINES
* TGEEEN, ANNA KATHARINE
GUINEY, LOUISE IMOGEN
*GUNDRY, ARTHUR W.
* *HARBAUGH, THOMAS CHALMERS
*HARNEY, WILL WALLACE
Harris, CROASDALE E.
* THAYNE, PAUL HAMILTON
HAYNE, WILLIAM H.
HENDERSON, D. M.
HILL, ELIZABETH A.
HOBART, Sarah D.
HOLMES, OLIVER WENDELL
HOPKINS, ALPHONSO A.
*Howe, CAROLINE DANA
* THOWELLS, WILLIAM DEAN
HUBNER, CHARLES W.
Inge, C. H.
* FINGELOW, JEAN
*JEFFREY, Rosa VERTNER
JOHNSON, Willis FLETCHER
*+JONES, IONE L.
*KENYON, JAMES BENJAMIN
* Kidson, ROBERT
KING, ANNIE BRONSON
KNIGHT, REV. M. R.
* KOOPMAN, Harry LYMAN
LACOSTE, MARIE R.
LATHROP, MARY T.
* PLAVELY, HENRY ALEXANDER
LAYARD, Nina F.
* FLEE-HAMILTON, EUGENE
LEFROY, E. C.
*LORD, WILLIAM S.
LOWELL, JAMES RUSSELL
LUDERS, CHARLES HENRY
MCCLELLAND, M. G.
*McNAUGHTON, John Hugh
* MACDONALD, GEORGE
* MacE, FRANCES LAUGHTON
MANNIX, Mary E.
* +MARBLE, Callie L. BONNEY
MARKHAM, CHARLES E.
*MARTIN, WILLIAM WilsEY
Mason, CAROLINE A.
*MATTHEWS. JAMES NEWTON
* Meredith, GEORGE
ERRILL, HELEN MAUD
Miller, ABRAHAM PERRY
*MORRIS, HARRISON S.
MOULTON, LOUISE CHANDLER
MUZZEY, ANNA L.
*Nevin, Edwin H., D.D.
NORTH, HELEN W.
* TO'DONNELL, JESSIE F.
* TO'HAGAN, THOMAS
* O'Malley, CHARLES J.
* O'Reilly, John Boyle
PADEN, MAMIE S.
155 *|PEACOCK, THOMAS BROWER
296 PECK, SAMUEL MINTURN
488 PIERSON, ELIZA O.
PERCY, PROF. SAMUEL R., M.D.
PHELPS, ELIZABETH STUART
387 PHILLIPS, LOUISE
249 Piatt, Mrs. S. M. B.
488 PoE, EDGAR ALLAN
POND, ADELINE V.
488 POPE, ALEXANDER
377 *Powers, HORATIO NELSON
380 **READ, JANE Maria
230 READ, THOMAS BUCHANAN
*REESE, Lizette WOODWORTH
417 * REXDALE, ROBERT
447 Rice, O, S.
RICHARDSON, G. F.
54 * Roberts, CHARLES G. D.
* Roche, JAMES JEFFREY
72 ROSSETTI, CHRISTINA GEORGINA
252 *RUNCIE, CONSTANCE FAUNT LE ROY
453 SALTUS, EDGAR
204 * SALTUS, FRANCIS Saltus
421 * SANGSTER, MARGARET E.
488 SAXE, JOHN GODFREY
165 SCOTT, JOHN M.
239 SHELLEY, PERCY Bysshe
*SHERMAN, FRANK DEMPSTER 250-379-414-482
394 SHILLABER, BENJAMIN PENHALLOW
107-123 SMITH, MAY RILEY
105 SPENCER, CAROLINE S.
441 SPOFFORD, HARRIET PRESCOTT
486 * SPRINGER, REBECCA RUTER
175 * STARR, ELIZA ALLEN
364 STEWART, PHILLIPS
333 STODDARD, RICHARD HENRY
381 *STODDART, THOMAS Tod
382 * STOCKARD, HENRY JEROME
361 SWINBURNE, ALGERNON CHARLES 245-367-377
118 * SWISHER, BELLA FRENCH
108 *SYLVA, CARMEN
222-248 SYMONDS, ARTHUR
341-365 TENNYSON, ALFRED
149-488 * THAYER, Julia H.
THAYER, STEPHEN HENRY
209 *THOMAS, Edith M.
* THOMPSON, MAURICE
40-373 * İTHORPE, ROSE HARTWICK
240-300 TILTON, THEODORE
424-488 * TODHUNTER, JOHN
TOMSON, GRAHAM R.
325 * TROWBRIDGE. JOHN TOWNSEND
249 * TYNAN, KATHARINE
488 * HVANNAH, LELITIA KATHERINE
364 VARLEY, JOHN PHILIP
77 *+WADDINGTON, SAMUEL
427 White, HENRY KIRKE
123 *WHITING, CHARLES GOODRICH
488 *+WHITMAN, WALT
158 WHITTIER, JOHN GREENLEAF
488 Wilcox, ELLA WHEELER
339-375 * Viliams, Francis HOWRAD
337 WINTER, WILLIAM
327-377 Woods, Virna
47 WOOLSEY, SARAH
INDEX OF AUTHORS OF PROSE SKETCHES.
ADAMS, Oscar FAY
ARCHIBALD, MRS. GEORGE
BATES, MARGARET HOLMES
BECKER, EMILY F.
BIGELOW, ALLEN G.
BIGGART, MABELLE B.
BOLTON, Sarah K.
Bowen, John Eliot
BROOMHALL, A. F
BROWNE, FRANCIS F..
Bucke, Dr. R. M.
CHAMPLIN, Edwin R.
CHANDLER, HORACE P.
CLARK, KATE UPSON
COLLIER, THOMAS S.
CONWAY, KATHARINE ELEANOR.
CRONYN, ELIZABETH A.
DEWHURST, F. E.
DONIGAN, J. W.
EVERETT, JOHN C.
FLAGG, E. H.
GAVAN, JOHN W.
GRIFFITH, GEORGE BANCROFT
GUINEY, LOUISE IMOGEN
HAMMAN, MATTIE WYNN
Howe, CAROLINE DANA
JACKSON, A. N.
KENGOTT, GEORGE F.
KIRK, ELLEN OLNEY
KOOPMAN, HARRY LYMAN
LATTIMORE, S. A.
LAVELY, L. B.
LEWIS, ALICE B.
LONG, DANIEL ALBRIGHT
LORD, WILLIAM S.
McCANN, JOHN ERNEST
MCINTYRE, REV. ROBERT
MAHANY, ROWLAND B.
MICHEL, NETTIE LEILA
MULBURN, Rev. William HENRY
MOORE, CHARLES L.
MOULTON, CHARLES WELLS
MURRAY, JOHN CLARK
NASH, Mary E.
NEVIN, W. CHANNING
OVERALL, John W.
OXLEY, J. MACDONALD
PADEN, MAMIE S.
Phillips, RYAL J.
PIATT, JOHN JAMES
PICKARD, S. T.
RANDALL, JAMES RYDER
RIDEING, WILLIAM H.
ROBERTS, CHARLES G. D.
Roche, JAMES JEFFREY
ROGERS, Rev. CHARLES
ROSE, W. R.
SCOTT, D. C.
SMITH, Eva MUNSON
STODDARI), CHARLES WARREN
TUTIN, J. R.
WETHERELL, MARY E.
WILLIAMS, FRANCIS HOWARD
WooDBURY, CHARLES J.
YEATS, W. B.
72, 219, 262, 447
10, 175, 347, 434
A beaten and a baffled man.
A beggar died last night.
A bivalve feeding in the warm salt sea.
About this little room of mine.
Across the trackless skies.
A cup of coffee, eggs, and rolls.
A damp gray blanket hides.
A dew-drop in a lily's cup.
A fiery young world, in far voids of sky.
A flower! a flower!
A gnarled and massive oak log.
Ah, my beloved! my best is all your due.
A hopeless, heartless human life.
Ah, Poet, you are out of date.
A human friend was granted unto me.
A journeying to Emmaus.
A keen, insistent hint of dawn.
A kindly look, a word of commendation.
A lark's song dropped from heaven.
A little elbow leans upon your knee.
A little way below her chin.
All books that for Love's sake are ever
All day, like smiles that wreathe.
All day the Princess ran away:
All day through the valley of Ajalon flowed.
All that long, mad March day.
All the children come to me.
All through the sultry evening hours.
All things are shadows of thee, Lord.
All things that we can hear or see.
Almighty Framer of the skies.
Alone she bears the mystic flame.
Along the waste, a great way off.
Always with me! always with me!
A man can build a mansion.
Among the priceless gems and treasures
As Perseus ere he tried the unknown seas.
A star came falling from the sky.
As the day's last light is dying.
As thoughts possess the fashion of the mood.
A sudden strange unfolding.
As when the imperial bird wide-circling.
A tender morn for thee.
At milking time, when shadows climb.
At Naishapur his ashes lie.
At Nebra, by the Unstrut.
A tree is blossoming in some distant grove.
A twilight star that rests above the steep.
Autumn with the rush of the storm.
Awake, awake! Nay, slumber not.
Awake, Olyre! thy tender rhythmic throng.
A wee bit raggit laddie.
A welcome would I give thee, new-born
A white sail gleamed across the bay.
A word, and all a heart.
A world of radiant roses iar and wide.
Backward, turn backward, O. Time, in your
Beautiful woman, thou art.
Before the beginning of years.
Behold him! How his great heart glows.
Be like the sun, that pours its ray.
Beneath the mild sun vanish.
Beside the glowing flames we sat.
Be strong, O soul! The morning breaketh
Be there a traitor who deserves in sooth.
Be to every man just,-and to Woman.
Better to smell the violet cool.
Beyond the edge of the mountain.
Beyond the mountains' dusky mass.
Blessed is he who hath not trod the ways.
Bless my heart! You're come at last.
Blow, blow, ye trumpets, blow,
Blow, freely blow.
Blue hills beneath the haze.
Bold March! Wild March.
Breathing the summer-scented air.
Bring the rod, the line, the reel.
Broad wave on wave of scarlet.
Burly and big his books among.
Bursts from a rending East in flaws.
But one short week ago the trees were bare,
By Nebo's lonely mountain.
By silent forest and field and mossy stone.
By the city dead-house by the gate.
By the dark and silent river.
By the moon's pale light.
By ways of dreaming and doing.
Can aught into the Innermost intrude.
Cast first the World.
Chaste pilot of the dawn.
Come my tan-faced children.
Come out and hear the waters shoot.
Come over, come over the waters so dark.
• Come," said her voice.
Among the thousand, thousand spheres
An Attic girl with garlands on her hair.
And I said, "She is dead, I could not brook."
And you, ye glittering hosts.
An eddying speck the swallow flies.
Angel faces watch my pillow.
A Painter quickly seized his brush.
A pillowed head on the cold, cold clay.
A printer and his proof this thought sug-
* Come up hither! come away!"
Crude, pompous, turgid,” the reviewers
Dare not to tell me I have lost thee.
Dark night her tent once more unfurled.
Daughters of Eve! Your mother did not
Day follows day; years perish.
Dear brother, thou who grandly didst aspire.
Death solves the doubt.
Didst thou rejoice because the day was fair.
Dost deem him weak who owns.
Dost thou not know God's country.
Do you know you have asked for the cost-
Do you remember me, my glorified
Down by the salley gardens.
Dream not I hold too dear.
Drecker, a drawbridge keeper opened wide.
Dwell not too long with solitude.
Each day when the glow of sunset.
Each moment holy is.
Each on his own strict line we move.
Each year I mark one lone outstanding tree.
E'en while I sing, see Faction urge her
Engender beauty in the realm of thought.
England's sun was slowly setting.
Ensigns of empires flaunt thy flanking wall.
Ere country ways had turned to street.
Fair young mother, with children three.
Far hence a mid an isle of wondrous beauty.
Far nobler the sword that is nicked and
Fetch on your scissors, your slender blade.
First I tried to live on faith.
Flow on, noble rivers! flow on.
Fluting and sighing, with young locks
“ Fly to the mountain, fly!"
Forgive! forgive! this burning tear.
For the hopes that were wrecked.
For those who think life's common thought.
For years in towering stateliness I stood.
Friend! when you felt the baleful.
From far a-field the cows are coming home.
From night to night.
From Shasta town to Redding town.
From the madding crowd they stand apart.
From the noisome garrets and cellars.
Full moody is my love and sad.
Full oft, O Venus! heaven's dearest star.
Full slow to part with her best gifts is Fate.
* Give me a theme,” the little poet cried.
God send me tears!
Going out to fame and triumph.
Golden and russet and golden.
Golden rod! in autumn splendor.
“Good day!” cried one who drove to West,
Grant me, O God! the glory of gray hairs.
Had I the choice to tally greatest bards.
Hail to the North! hail to the South!
Hair as silk of corn sun-kissed.
Half god, half brute, within the self-same
Happy the man, whose wish and care.
Hark, ah, the nightingale.
Hark! is 't thy step, New Year ?
Hark! the owlet flaps his wings.
Hark! to the voice which cries.
Haste not, halt not; it will go.
Have you seen an apple orchard in the
Have you seen Pan? I heard him pipe.
Hawk or shrike has done this deed.
Heaven's fairest star.
He falters on the threshold.
He has taken the vow of poverty.
He is not alone an artist weak and white.
Helen, thy beauty is to me.
He loved two women: one whose soul was
He placed a rose in my nut-brown hair.
Her china cup is white and thin.
Her eyes are bright as bright can be
Here is a breathing time.
Here lived the slayer, and there the slain.
Her face was very fair to see.
Her hair is the gold-brown of chestnuts.
Her hair was a waving bronze.
Her heart, her mind, her voice.
He rides away at early light.
Her robes are of purple and scarlet.
Her song but savored of despair.
He's a rude fellow. When I meet him he.
He the great World-Musician at whose
He walks with God upon the hills.
He was coming from the altar.
He wed my sister yesterday! Ah, me!
He who had marred my life in cruel wise.
Hills to the North! where a slumbering lion.
His spirit is in apogee!
How bright and beautiful are the flowers.
How calmly she sleeps in the grave.
How cracked and poor his laughter rings.
How does a woman love? Once, no more.
How doth he shelter them, His birds.
How falls it, oriole, thou hast come to fly.
How shall I breathe to thee.
How still she lies!
How they are provided for.
How tired! Eight hours of racking work.
How sweet I roamed from field to field.
How sweet the manger smells.
I am a woman-therefore I may not.
I am silent to-night in the basement dim.
I am the imp of stone that squats and leers.
I am the key that parts the gates of fame.
I came between the glad green hills.
I could not choose but gaze..
I don't go much on religion.
I'd rather live in Bohemia.
envy those sweet souls that walk serenely.
If any one can tell.
I feel no need of Nature's flowers.
If I had known in the morning.
If men cared less for wealth and fame.
If only 'twere not Christmas Eve.
If, sitting with this little worn-out shoe.
If there be any good.
If this now silent harp could wake.
If thou art a poet-son of God.
If thou canst make the frost be gone.
If we had parted that first night.
If we knew the baby fingers.
I had a beautiful garment.