Come then, my friend! my genius! come along Come to me, O my mother! Come to these scenes of peace Come unto these yellow sands Pope 31 David Gray 142 W. L. Bowles 326 Comrades, leave me here a little Could I pass those lounging sentries Count not the hours while their silent Shakespeare 656 Tennyson 161 Fare thee well! and if forever Byron 149 Shakespeare 237 = 1 Darkness is thinning (Translation of J. M. Neale) St. Gregory the Great 258 Daughter of God! that sitt'st on high Wm. Tennent 373 Day dawned; within a curtained room Barry Cornwall 195 Day hath put on his jacket Day in melting purple dying Day of wrath, that day of burning O.W. Holmes 739 Maria Brooks 156 269 266 Far to the right where Apennine ascends Goldsmith E. B. Browning 11 Camoens Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes Burns 228 E. B. Browning 192 Defer not till to-morrow to be wise N. Cotton 135 F. G. Percival 476 Congreve 616 329 "Fly to the desert, fly with me" Chas. Lever 105 For aught that ever I could read For Scotland's and for freedom's right B. Barton Friends! I came not here to talk From all that dwell below the skies From harmony, from heavenly harmony Full knee deep lies the winter snow 60 England, with all thy faults, I love thee still Gentlefolks, in my time, I've made many a rhyme Ethereal minstrel! pilgrim of the sky! Wordsworth 344 Gin a body meet a body. Even is come; and from the dark Park, hark Every day brings a ship. Every one, by instinct taught Every wedding, says the proverb Faintly as tolls the evening chime Fain would I love, but that I fear Fair Amy of the terraced house Fair daffodils, we weep to see Fairer than thee, beloved T. Hood 763 Give me more love or more disdain Fair Greece! sad relic of departed worth! Byron 463 Mary Howitt 370 Burns 79 "Git oot wid the', Jwohnny" Anonymous 106 T. Carew 64 Sir W. Raleigh 259 Miss Edwards 458 Lord Surrey 41 Bishop Ken 294 F. G. Saxe 742 F. R. Lowell 102 Anacreon 355 134 Matt. Arnold 349 Pope Had I a cave on some wild, distant shore Burns 168 Happy insect, what can be (Translation 343 How many thousand of my poorest subjects Shakespeare 576 Happy the man, whose wish and care 280 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds Newton 435 357 527 I am a friar of orders gray 538 "I am by promise tied" I am in Rome! Oft as the morning ray Rogers 615 I am monarch of all I survey 589 How sleep the brave, who sink to rest How poor, how rich, how abject, how august 574 429 272 532 Cooper 573 Here or elsewhere (all's one to you - to me Marten 702 Here's the garden she walked across R. Browning 49, I come from haunts of coot and hern |