INDEX OF FIRST LINES 505 166 466 his 80 658 502 35 A Chieftain to the Highlands bound.. PAGE A good sword and a trusty hand!. "Ah! County Guy, the hour is nigh Ah fading joy! how quickly art thou past! 280 Ah! Freedom is a noble thing... 55 87 457 503 Ah! gentle Shepherd! thine the lot to tend 359 Be it right or wrong, these men among... Be merry, man! and tak not sair in mind.. Beowulf said to them, etc..... Blessed be simple life, withouten dreid.. Boot, saddle, to horse, and away!... Break, break, break. . . Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art.. Brittle beauty, that nature made so frail. . 95 84 6 84 609 597 530 113 616 435 81 352 All Nature seems at work, slugs leave their lair..... All the flowers of the spring.. |