its face

18. Vile intercourse where virtue has no place. 19. Then keep each passion down, however dear,

20. Thou pendulum betwixt a smile and tear. 21. Her sensual snares let faithless pleasure lay,

22. With craft and skill to ruin and betray. 23. Soar not too high to fall, but stoop to rise, 24. We masters grow of all that we despise.

well; 11, Congreve; 12, Churchill; 13, Rochester; 14, Armstrong; 15, Milton; 16, Bailey; 17, Trench; 18, Somerville; 19, Thompson; 20, Byron; 21, Smollett; 22, Crabbe; 23, Massinger; 24, Cowley; 25, Beattie; 26, Cowper; 27, Sir Walter Davenant; 28, Gray; 29, Willis; 30, Addison; 31, Dryden; 32, Francis Charles; 33, Watkins; 34, Herrick; 35, William Mason; 36, Pill; 37, Dana; 38, Shakepere.

85

Call it not in vain! they do not err.............559
Calm on the bosom of thy God.....
Can any mortal mixture of earth's mould.........547
Can'st thou forget, beloved, our first awaking...139
Care-charmer Sleep, son of the sable Night...... 35
Celia and I, the other day........
.....176
Child of the later days! thy words have broken 693
Child of the sun! pursue thy rapturous flight 348
Clear and cool, clear and cool
.....360
Clear quiet waters, like the pale green sky 510
Clear the brown path, to meet his coulter's
gleam........

Close his eyes; his work is done.......................
Come all ye jolly shepherds........
Come into the garden, Maud

.420
.462
....145
....166
Come live with me, and be my love.................189
Could love impart, by nicest art..... .......131
Come not to my grave with your mournings..... 95
Come, Sleep, and with thy sweet deceiving...... 39
Come, Sleep, O Sleep, the certain knot of
peace....

45

...634

Come unto these yellow sands..
Come, ye disconsolate, where'er you languish....209
Confide ye aye in Providence......
223
Cupid and my Campaspe play....................187

Daughter of Jove, relentless power..........
50
Day in melting purple dying....... .........180
Days dawn on us that make amends for many...578
Daystars! that ope your eyes with morn, to
twinkle...

344

..278

..345

...367

.339

Faint amorist, what! dost thou think................176
Fainting, down on earth he sunk..............
Fair daffodils, we weep to see........
Fair dweller by the dusty way...
Fair pledges of a fruitful tree......
Fair was the morn to-day, the blossom's scent 331
Falsely luxurious, will not man awake..............378
Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise 547
Fame's but a hollow echo; gold, pure clay......559
Farewell, a long farewell to all my greatness.....288
Farewell! but whenever you welcome the hour 194
Farewell!-God knows when we shall meet
74

again.........

78

989

...116
...184

Farewell Life! my senses swim....
Farewell to Lochaber, and farewell my Jean.....144
Far in a wild, unknown to public view.
Far up the lonely mountain side........
Filled with balm the gale sighs on..
Firmly builded with rafters of oak, the house of
the farmer.........
..468
Five years have passed; five summers with the
length.........

...503

..894

..557

Flash out a stream of blood red wine
For in this mortal frame..........
For mine is the lay that lightly floats................394
Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your

ears

..457
From Alton Bay to Sandwich Dome...............347
From childhood's hour I have not been............ 40
From Greenland's icy mountains....
244
From the crowd and the crush of the ball-room 189
From under the boughs in the snow-clad wood 212
Frostie age, frostie age! vain all thy learning! 680
Gay, guiltless pair.........
Gin a body meet a body..........
Give thy thoughts no tongue.....
God give us men! a time like this demands........412
God makes such nights all white an' still.........682
God said: "Let there be light!
Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold !.......
Go, lovely rose......

Good name, in man and woman, dear my lord...530
Good news or evil, sunshine or shadow.........
Go sit by the summer sea......................................................................
Go, Soul, the body's gnest..........
Green be the turf above thee..........
Guvener B. is a sensible man............................................................................
Hail, beauteous stranger of the grove......
Hail, holy Light! offspring of heaven, first-born.236
Hail, old patrician trees, so great and good!......345
Hail the High, the Holy One!.............
Hail to thee, blithe spirit!.......
Half a league, half a league..
Happy the man whose wish and care...................
Hark! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings.....849
Hark, how the birds do sing.........
Harness me down with your iron bands...........404
Have you not heard the poets tell...........
Hear the sledges with the bells.................................
He jests at scars, that never felt a wound......................161

..245

..359

.295

..606

.253

..31
..654

Hell's gates swing open wide!.
Hence, all you vain delights........
Hence, loathed melancholy!
..535
Hence, vain deluding joys!..........................
..537
He passed where Newark's stately tower..........418
Here's the garden she walked across..... ..131
Her inward worth all outward show transcends.449
Her light foot on a noble heart she set. 169
Her years steal by like birds through cloudless
skies........
..137
He sailed across the glittering seas that swept.....113
He that loves a rosy cheek.....
.....127
He that of such a height hath built his mind.....552
He wandered o'er the dreary earth..
.441
He was in logic a great critic.... ...................700
His courtiers of the caliph crave........
.252
His thoughts were song, his life was singing... .562
Hollow is the oak beside....
...179
Home they brought her warrior dead........ 82
Hope humbly then, with trembling pinions soar.574
How beautiful this night! the palmiest sigh..... 388
How calm, how beautiful comes on.......... .387
How dear to this heart are the scenes of my child-
hood.......

398
How delicious is the winning............
..189
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways....169
How happy is he born and taught........................ ...543
How like a tender mother, with loving thoughts
beguiled..........

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

.........116
I like that ancient Saxon phrase, which calls.....214
I'll example you with thievery.
.....694

I loved thee long and dearly........................... 81
I loved thee once, I'll love no more..................182
I love it, I love it, and who shall dare.............. 82
I love the old melodious lays......................................
.............525
I love to hear thine earnest voice

..704

I made a posie while the day ran by........... .251
I'm acquainted with affliction, chiefly in the form
of fiction........
I'm wearing awa', John...........
........192
In a long banished age, whose varied story. 43
In eddying course when leaves begin to fly........305
In eastern lands they talk in flowers.................334
In lowly dale, fast by a river's side............. ..513
In May, when sea-winds pierced our solitudes...329
In old Anno Domini.......
In summer time when leaves grow green..........674
In the first rank of these did Zimri stand......... 455
In the long sleepless watches of the night.........198
In the lore that is known to our childhood ...370
In this dim world of clouding cares.................
...110
Into a ward of the whitewashed walls
83
Into his listening ear the universe......................................... .434
Into the sunshine......
.865

....706

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

33

How many summers, love........
..198
How many thousands of my poorest subjects....606
How pleasant the life of a bird must be......... .351
How poor, how rich, how abject, how august....592
How sleep the brave, who sink to rest..... .265
How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank 394
How sweet thy modest light to view.........
...............154
How would Willie like to go................................................. ...679

I am old and blind!........
I am sitting alone by the fire.

I rose anone, and thought I woulde gone......... .336
I saw him once before.....

I saw two clouds at morning......

.199

I see, as parcel of a new creation....................570
I shot an arrow into the air.......

..527

85

I sing the hymn of the conquered who fell in
the battle of life......

80

I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers...376
I cannot make him dead.......

...

I cannot see, with my small human sight.. .282
I care not, Fortune, what you me deny .545
Icicles hang...
........313
I come from haunts of coot and hern............... 481
If all the world and love were young........... .189
I feed a flame within, which so torments me......173
I feel I'm growing auld, gude-wife.......................... .201
If I desire with pleasant songs...

.179
If I had thought thou could'st have died......... 94
I fill this cup to one made up of loveliness alone 175
If I were thou, O Butterfly

..532
If love be dead, and you aver it..................... .135
If music be the food of love, play on....... .159
If nobody's noticed you, you must be small......689
"I found a Rome of common clay," imperial
Cæsar cried..

It is a place where poets crowned may feel the
heart's decaying.......

It is the Indian summer time.........

..444

..306

It must be so: Plato, thou reasonest well....
It seems a day..

I've wandered east, I've wandered west.......
Ivy is soft and meek of speech.................

Men don't believe in a devil now, as their fa-
thers used to do.........

Oh, a dainty plant is the Ivy Green...
O happy glow, O sun-bathed tree......

689
........352

.143

127
128

Love! I will tell thee what is to love.......
Love thy mother, little one !.....
Love wakes and weeps, while Beauty sleeps......163
Maiden, crowned with glossy blackness............175
Maiden, with the meek, brown eyes.................. 42
Maid of my love, Sweet Genevieve!..... .194
"Make me a statue," said the King...
"Make way for liberty!" he cried.
Maxwelton braes are bonnie

....

Now, in the season of flowers.......

Now the bright Morning-star, day's harbinger..381
Observe yon plumed biped fine............
O don't be sorrowful, darling!.....

O faint, delicious, spring-time violet !......................
Of all old women hard of hearing.
Of all the thoughts of God that are.

Now came still evening on, and twilight gray...27
Now glory to the Lord of hosts, from whom all
glories are!.........

Merrily swinging on briar and weed...
Merry Margaret....
.436
Methinks I love all common things....... .396
Methought, that I had broken from the Tower 290
Mid pleasures and places though we may roam 466
Mild offspring of a dark and sullen sire !...... .338
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of
the Lord........

.710

.275
Monsieur the Cure down the street..
Morn on the water! and, purple and bright......592
Music, when soft voices die..
..........140

O, Harry, thou hast robb'd me of my youth.....43
Oh for a tongue to curse the slave.......
Oh, good painter, tell me, true.....
Oh, had my love ne'er smiled on me.........
Oh, hear ye not a voice that comes a-singing
through the trees......

Oh! if no faces were beheld on earth....
Oh Mary, go and call the cattle home....
Oh, merry, merry, be the day, and bright the
star of even...

Oh say! can you see, by the dawn's early light
Oh! snatched away in beauty's bloom......lli