In its sublime research, philosophy.

May measure out the ocean-deep - may count The sands or the sun's rays—but, God! for Thee There is no weight nor measure; none can mount Up to Thy mysteries; Reason's brightest spark,

Though kindled by Thy light, in vain would try To trace Thy counsels, infinite and dark;

Even like past moments in eternity.

Thou from primeval nothingness didst call

First chaos, then existence - Lord! in Thee

Eternity had its foundation; all

Sprung forth from Thee-of light, joy, harmony,

Pervading worlds, hath reached my bosom too; Yes! in my spirit doth Thy spirit shine,

As shines the sunbeam in a drop of dew.
Naught! but I live, and on hope's pinions fly
Eager towards Thy presence-for in Thee

I live, and breathe, and dwell, aspiring high,
Even to the throne of Thy divinity,

I am, O God! and surely Thou must be!

A baby was sleeping..

A barking sound the shepherd hears.
Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase !).
Accept, thou shrine of my dead saint..
A chieftain, to the Highlands bound.
Across the narrow beach we flit..

A cypress-bough and a rose-wreath sweet..

Ae fond kiss, and then we sever.

Afar in the desert I love to ride.

A fig for St. Denis of France.
Again I sit within the mansion.

A good sword and a trusty hand.

A good that never satisfies the mind.

A grace though melancholy, manly too.
Ah, little ranting Johnny..

Ah! love, impute it not to me a sin.

Ah, lovely appearance of death.

Ah me! full sorely is my heart forlorn.

Ah me! this is a sad and silent city.

Ah my heart is weary waiting..

Ah, my Perilla! dost thou grieve to see.
A host of angels flying.

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Lover. 116

Wordsworth. 81
Hunt. 642
King, 547
Campbell. 518
Tharter. 71
Beddoes. 552

Burns. 265
Pringle. 59
Maginn. 472
B. Taylor. 554
Hawker. 383
Drummond. 707
H. Taylor. 544
Hunt. 118
Blunt. 247
Wesley. 828

Shenstone. 133
Bethune. 777

MacCarthy. 8
Herrick. 732
Smits, 149

Ah, sweet Kitty Neal, rise up from your...J. F. Waller. 271
Ah, sweet, thou little knowest how.
Hood. 277
Ah, then, how sweetly closed those crowded days. Allston. 141
Ah, yes- the fight! Well, messmates, well. Anonymous. 405
A lake and a fairy boat..

Alas, that moon should ever beam.

All in the Downs the fleet was moored.

All June I bound the rose in sheaves..

Hood. 596

Hood. 596

Gay. 215

R. Browning. 294

All the world over, I wonder, in lands that I never. Lyall. 780
All thoughts, all passions, all delights.
All through the golden weather..

Coleridge. 224
Rodd. 293

All ye woods, and trees, and bowers... Beaumont & Fl. 51
Alow and aloof.

Read. 104

Thackeray. 275 |
Doddridge. 836
Anonymous. 315
Longfellow. 557
Cary. 151
Herrick. 252

Anonymous. 426
Adam. 265

Ask me no more: the moon may draw the sea. Tennyson. 300
As o'er his furrowed fields, which lie..

As slow our ship her foamy track....
A steed! a steed of matchlesse speed
As through the land at eve we went...
A street there is in Paris famous
A sweet disorder in the dress.

A thousand miles from land are we.
At midnight, in his guarded tent..
At Paris it was, at the opera there.

Whittier. 757
T. Moore. 179
Motherwell. 366
Tennyson. 160
Thackeray. 176
Herrick. 674

B. Cornwall. 67

Halleck. 412
Lytton. 327

At the close of the day, when the hamlet is still. Beattie. 763
At the gate of old Granada, when all its.....
Autumn's sighing

Avenge, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints.
Awake, thou wintry earth.

Away! let naught to love displeasing.

A weary lot is thine, fair maid.

A weary weed, tossed to and fro.
A wee bird came to our ha' door.
A wet sheet and a flowing sea
Ay, this is freedom-these pure skies..

Balder, the white sun-god, has departed..
Balow, my babe, ly stil and sleipe..
Bards of passion and of mirth.
Beautiful Evelyn Hope is dead..
Beautiful! Sir. you may say so
Beauty clear and fair.

Anonymous. 509

Read. 93
Milton. 742
Blackburn. 801
Anonymous. 333

Scott. 303
Fenner. 69
Glen. 380

Cunningham. 67.
.Bryant. 85

Anonymous. 638
Anonymous. 140
Keats. 694

R. Browning. 325
B. Harte. 60

Beaumont and Fletcher. 251

Before I sigh my last gasp, let me breathe
Before the beginning of years.
Before the starry threshold of Jove's court..
Behold her, single in the field.
Behold the young, the rosy Spring.
Behold this ruin "Twas a skull..
Ben Battle was a soldier bold.
Ben Bobstay, a tar of the jolly old sort.
Beneath this stony roof reclined.
Be patient, oh, be patient!.

Donne. 775
Swinburne. 639

Milton. 599
Wordsworth. 676
Anacreon. 6
Anonymous. 776
Hood. 465

Anonymous: 470
Warton. 48
Anonymous. 748

Beside a massive gateway built up in years... .. Bryant. 734

Brightest and best of the sons of the morning.
Bring me wine, but wine which never grew
Brother, thou art gone before us..

Burly, dozing humble-bee.

Busk ye, busk ye, my bonnie, bonnie
Busy, curious, thirsty fly.

By myself walking.

By the flow of the inland river.

Tennyson. 566
Heber. 797
Emerson. 719
Milman. 827
Emerson. 55

bride...Hamilton, 489

By the rude bridge that arched the flood.

Cables entangling her.

Can I see another's woe.

Captain, or colonel, or knight in arms.

Ca' the yowes to the knowes.
Cheeks as soft as July peaches.
Children are what mothers are.
Christmas is here..

Clang, clang! the massive anvils ring
Close his eyes; his work is done.

Cold in the earth, and the deep snow piled

Come away, come away, death..
Come back, come back together..
Come, dear children, let us away

Come down, ye graybeard mariners.
Come, follow, follow me.

Oldys. 55
C. Lamb. 463
Finch. 398
Emerson. 388

Hood. 467
Blake. 846

Milton. 372

Burns. 264
Bennett. 113
Landor, 120
Thackeray, 182
.Anonymous. 644
Boker. 558
above. Brontë, 310
Shakespeare. 257

Landon. 127
M. Arnold. 320
Hutchinson. 648
Anonymous. 577

Praed. 693

J. Montgomery. 98
morning Davis. 272
Tennyson. 273
Anonymous. 204
Marlowe. 258
W. Whitman. 786
Herbert. 804
Wesley. 803
Barbauld. 807

Come, see the Dolphin's anchor forged..

.Ferguson. 645
Come, send round the wine, and leave points.. T. Moore. 175
Come sleep, O sleep! the certain knot of peace, Sidney. 244
Come then, tell me, sage divine.
Akenside. 419
Come to these scenes of peace
Boules. 44
Come unto these yellow sands
Shakespeare. 595
Comrades, leave me here a little, while as yet. Tennyson. 303
Contemplate all this work of time.
Corporal Green! the orderly cried.

Tennyson. 744
Shepherd. 394

Could I command, with voice or pen.... J. Montgomery. 823
Could ye come back to me, Douglas, Douglas .... Craik. 329
Courage, he said, and pointed toward the land. Tennyson. 631
Crabbed age and youth
Creator spirit, by whose aid.
Creep into thy narrow bed.

Shakespeare. 284
.St. Ambrose. 838
M. Arnold. 419

Cromwell, our chief of men, who thro' a cloud... Milton. 372
Cyriac, this three years day these eyes, tho' clear. Milton. 373

Gamarra is a dainty steed...

Gane were but the winter cauld.
Gather ye rose-buds as ye may
Genteel in personage.

Gentlefolks, in my time, I've made many
Gin a body meet a body.

God is a name my soul adores.
God is the refuge of his saints.

God makes sech nights, all white an' still
God moves in a mysterious way
God prosper long our noble king.
God save our gracious king

God sends his teachers unto every age..
God shield ye, heralds of the spring.
God, who the universe doth hold
Goe, soul, the bodie's guest.

Go, lovely rose !

Go now! and with some daring drug.
Good-bye, good-bye to Summer!.

Good bye, proud world! I'm going home.
Good-morrow to thy sable beak.
Good muse, rock me asleep.
Good people all, of every sort..
Good people all, with one accord
Go, sit by the summer sea..
Go to dark Gethsemane..

Davison. 840

Raleigh. 703

Waller. 34

Crashaw. 719
.Allingham. 80
...Emerson. 717

Baillie. 21
Wordsworth. 707
Goldsmith. 432
Goldsmith. 455

Anonymous. 286

J. Montgomery. 800