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Page. The elder folk shook hands at last..... 236 The topsails shiver in the wind.

181 The element of beauty, which in thee

515
The town of passage...

340 The farmer came in from the field one day.. 423 The twilight hours, like birds, flew by...

310 The farmer sat in his easy chair.....

177 The warder looked down at the dead of night..... 211 The fire of love, in youthful blood.

124 The way is dark, my
child...

236 The fountains mingle with the river.. 129 The way is dark, my father....

235 The golden rod is leaning......

388 The young May moon is beaming, love. ... 136 The groves were God's first temples. 242 Then give me back that time of pleasure..

67 The half seen memories of childish days. 94 Then took the generous host

276 The happy morn has smiling come 139 There are three words that sweetly blend.

144 The harp that once through Tara's halls. 378 There are gains for all our losses. ...

194 The heart of man, walk it which way it will.. 441 There are three lessons I would write.

253 The hollow winds begin to blow...

There is a firefly in the Southern clime..

422 The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece! 330 There is a garden in her face......

228 The jackdaw sat on the cardinal's chair.... 477 There is a sweetness in autumnal days..

61 The lady lay in her bed...... 199 There is no death! The stars go down...

248 The maiden sat at her busy wheel..

60 There is no flock, however watched and tended... 198 The melancholy days have come that no house- There is not in the wide world a valley so sweet... 103 holder loves....

471 There is a land, of every land the pride..... 383 The moon is up, and yet it is not night.. 270 There is a pleasure in the pathless woods.

301 The moon on the east oriel shone... 330 There's a good time coming, boys ....

422 The moth's kiss, first

There's a prim one-horse hearse in a jolly

229 The mountain and the squirrel.....

294 There sunk rhe greatest nor the worst of men..... 530 The naturalists say that these singular creatures... 469 There was once a little man and his rod..

34 The night wind with a desolate moan swept by... 215 There were three maidens who loved a king. 130 The one remains, the many change and pass. 232 There went three kings into the East

498 The opal-hued and many perfumed morn.. 414 They are dying! they are dying!..

377 The other boats, the yawl and pinnace, had.... 310 They carried pie to the parson's house..

476 The path by which we twain did go..

220 They come! the merry months of beauty. 261 The pines were dark on Ramoth's hill..

They grew in beauty side by side.

226 The pledge of friendship! it is still divine. 97 They sin who tell us love can die..

106 The quality of mercy is not strained..

257 Thine is a strain to read among the hills... 523 The reason I call it “Baby's Day”.

28 This is the Arsenal. From floor to ceiling. 393 The rose has been washed, just washed. 279 This is the forest primeval.........

283 The rose is fairest when 'tis budding new. 452 This is the ship of pearl which poet feigns

301 The same year calls and one goes hence.

185 Those evening bells! those evening bells!.. 162 The scathed and leafless tree may seem..... 65 Tho't the deacon liked me.....

506 The school boy wandering through the woods..... 300 Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty 72 The sea is calm to-night....

308 | Though Scotland boasts a thousand names.. 345 The sea, the sea, the open sea

303 Thou happy, happy elf... The sea was bright and the bark rode well.... 305 Thou large hrained woman and large-hearted man. 532 The shades of night were fal.ing fast....

440 Thou lingering star with lessening ray..... 123 The soul of man is larger than the sky.

521 Thou liv'st in the life of all good things.. 516 The south wind brings........

295 Three fishers went sailing out into the west. 415 The stars are forth, the moon above the tops.

331
Thus it is our daughters leave us..

178 The stranger wandering in the Switzer's land 348 | Thy error, Fremont, simply was to act.

518 The sunburnt mowers are in the swath.....

417 'Tis beauteous night; the stars look brightly down 202 The sun had dropped into the distant west.. 75 'Tis believed that this harp which I wake......

445 The sun has gone down o'er the lofty.

135 'Tis evening, and the round red sun sinks.. 439 The sun is low, as ocean's flow..... 328 'Tis when meditation bids us feel....

273 The sunny Italy may boast... 342 'Tis not for m to trifle! Life is brief.

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'Tis o'er --in that long sigh she past. .

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'Tis the soft twilight. Round the shining fender. 241
'Tis sweet to hear.

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'Tis the last rose of summer.

205
To be or not to be, -that is the question... 206
To him, who, in the love of nature holds.. 284
Toiling in the naked fields......

421
Toll, toll, toll, toll .....

162
Tom darling was a darling Tom...

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To men of other minds my fancy flies

333
To the memoay of the dead
To weary hearts, to mourning homes.

195
True, all we know must die.

213
'Twas a ferocious baggageman.
'Twas early day, and sunlight streamed...

239
'Twas growin' dark so terrible fasht.....

441
'Twas on the shores that round our coast..

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Two little feet so small that both may nestle.....
Two or three dears, and two or three sweets. 136
Two pilgrims from the distant plain...

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Tying her bonnet under her chin..

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Welcome, maids of honor!....

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We mourn for those whose laurels fade.

217
We pledged our hearts, my love and I..

465
Werther had a love for Charlotte

504
What a moment, what a doubt!.

503
What beauties does Flora disclose...

317
What change has made the pasture sweet.

93
What did you say dear-breakfast ?......

68
What has my darling been doing to-day....

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What hidst thou in thy treasure caves and cells... 317
What hope is there for modern rhyme..... 225
What! Irving! trice welcome warm heart and fine
brain....

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What is death? 'Tis to be free.

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What is it fades and flickers in the fire..

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What is the little one thinking about....

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What needs my Shakespeare for his honored bones 522
What shall I do with all the days and hours....... 192
What was he doing, the great god Pan..

444
When a man, blind from his birth......
Whence could rise the mighty critic spleen

525
When coldness wraps this suffering clay.

257
When Delia on the plain appears..

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When descends on the Atlantic...

308
When Freedom, from her mountain height.... 369
When I a verse shall make...

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When in the storm on Albion's coast.

305
When Israel, of the Lord beloved...

253
When leaves grow sere, all things.

265
When love with unconfined wings..

230
When on my bed the moonlight falls
When stricken by the freezing blast.

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When the hours of day are numbered.

226
When the lamp is shattered...

227
When the mild weather came.

311
When the sheep are in the fauld and the..

193
Where did you come from, baby dear...
Where do they go to, the ungranted prayers...... 442
Where waitest thou

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Which I wish to remark..

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While Quaker folks were Quakers still..

496
Whither amidst falling dew

287
Who cometh over the hills.....

381
Who has not dreamed a world of bliss

262
Whom do we dub as gentlemen....

44
Who puts oup at der pest hotel.....

488
Who shall guess what I may be....

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Why don't the men propose, mamma?.

509
Why do ye weep, sweet babes ?....

275
Wild blew the gale in Gibraltar one night... 390
Will affection still enfold me..

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Under a spreading chestnut tree.

419
Unto a little negro....

491
Untremulous in the river clear

262
Unwarmed by any sunset light..

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Up from the meadows rich with corn.

383
Up from the south at break of day.

408
Up the airy mountain.....

443
Up the dale and down the bourne..

263
Up the streets of Aberdeen....

389
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Victor in poesy! Victor in romance........ 526

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Wake now, my love awake; for it is time..

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Wake, sisters, wake! the day star shines..

250
Wait, wait, ye winds, till I repeat...

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Way down upon de Swanee Ribber..

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We are the sweet flowers. ....

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We are two travelers, Roger and I

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We bought him a box for his books and things.... 40
We don't take vagrants in, sir......

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Weehawken! In the mountain scenery yet.

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Wee, modest, crimson-tipped flower..

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Wee, sleekit, cow'rin', tim'rous beastie

295
We gathered round the festive board...

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We had a pleasant walk to-day....

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We have been friends together.

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189 | Ye stars ! which are the poetry of heaven....... 282 With deep affection......

163 Yet grieve thou not, nor think thy youth is gone.. 73 With fingers weary and worn..

424 Ye watchful sprites, who make e'en man your care. 57 With Hebrew, Greek, and Latin.. 57 Ye who would have your features florid....

429 With silent awe, I hail the sacred morn.

You ask me why, though ill at ease.....

384 With such a sober face.....

27 You know we French stormed Ratisbon.... 405 Woodman, spare that tree.

155 You lay a wreath on murdered Lincoln's bier..... 517 Wordsworth upon Helvellyn! Let the cloud..... 526 Young Rory O'Moore courted Kathleen Bawn.... 139 Work away!

413 Your wedding ring wears thin, dear wife... 146 Y Youth that pursueth with such eager pace

43 You took me, Henry, when a girl......

142 Ye banks and braes and streams around... 223

You wonder why my eyes are dim with tears...... 172 Ye sons of freedom, wake to glory!..

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