Spring with the nameless pathos in the air. St. Agnes' Eve,-ah, bitter chill it was....... 923 196 662 307 378 463 282 596 The fairest action of our human life....... 229 282 825 202 713 The first time that the sun rose on thine oath....... 190 393 The forward violet thus did I chide.. 123 188 914 The fountains mingle with the river........... 873 The Frost looked forth, one still, clear night.............. 96 663 The frugal snail, with forecast of repose.. 487 434 The glories of our birth and state... 301 81 The gorse is yellow on the heath....... 478 731 The grass is green on Bunker Hill. 598 686 170 The gray sea and the long black land.. 133 452 479 The half-seen memories of childish days... 111 577 301 The harp that once through Tara's halls.. 229 105 The heath this night must be my bed. 234 Sweet Highland Girl, a very shower 427 691 Sweet is the voice that calls... 557 The hollow winds begin to blow... 433 580 965 Sweet stream that winds through yonder glade.... 106 748 414 439 The kiss, dear maid, thy lip has left............. 234 Take back into thy bosom, earth....... 922 The knight had ridden down from Wensley Moor.. 660 918 The laird o' Cockpen he 's proud and he 's great.... 200 The lark sings for joy in her own loved land... 483 The latter rain,-it falls in anxious haste... 433 The lion is the desert's king... 467 263 • Take one example to our purpose quite. 769 190 The merry brown hares came leaping That which hath made them drunk.. ·· • • The might of one fair face sublimes my love... The Autumn time is with us... 433 Stay, jailer, stay and hear my woe!.. Steer hither, steer your winged pines. Summer joys are o'er.. Sweet and low, sweet and low.. ... ... ..1008 170 211 563 466 330 280 411 135 891 78 741 The baby sits in her cradle. 188 The baby wept... 661 587 282 The moving accident is not my trade......... 261 906 212 747 389 239 The bard has sung, God never formed a soul 824 Then took the generous host... 464 440 The night has a thousand eyes.... 135 614 The night is late, the house is still.. 277 587 The night was dark, though sometimes a faint star 409 131 The night was winter in his roughest mood......... The ocean at the bidding of the moon.......... The bubbling brook doth leap when I come by..... 403 The old mayor climbed the belfry tower. 437 631 286 113 344 485 780 .... 754 430 751 106 908 A .... .... 418 The castle crag of Drachenfels.. The cold winds swept the mountain's height... 86 The poetry of earth is never dead The conscious water saw its God and blushed...... 362 The point of honor has been deemed of use.. The country ways are full of mire.... There are gains for all our losses.. 438 There are no colors in the fairest sky. 218 .. 951 There are who say the lover's heart. 210 305 There are a number of us creep... ..... 739 208 Thou still unravished bride of quietness. Thou whose sweet youth.. There came a man, making his hasty moan.. Three fishers went sailing out into the west. 879 The summer sun is falling soft......... Thy braes were bonny, Yarrow stream. 840 Thy error, Fremont.. The summer sun was sinking. 552 The sunburnt mowers are in the swath... 769 317 460 609 .... The sun is warm, the sky is clear. The sunlight fills the trembling air. · The weather leach of the topsail shivers.. The wisest of the wise............ The word of the Lord by night.. The world goes up and the world goes down. The world is very evil... The world's a bubble, and the life of man......... They'll talk of him for years to come........ This is the forest primeval.. This is the ship of pearl which poets feign....... This only grant me that my means may lie..... This world's a scene as dark as Styx.. Thou hast sworn by thy God, my Jeanie.. ... "Tis a dozen or so of years ago.... 'Tis a fearful night in the winter time. 'Tis an old dial dark with many a stain... 'Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and white................. "Tis the last rose of summer... 409 81 To be, or not to be,-that is the question.... 414 To draw no envy, Shakespeare, on thy name........ 905 365 755 To him who, in the love of Nature, holds. 307 Toiling in the naked fields........... 557 597 ... 214 623 Toil on! toil on! ye ephemeral train. 612 300 320 To make this condiment your poet begs. ...1013 979 To-morrow's action! can that hoary wisdom. 754 117 423 To sea! to sea! the calm is o'er... 630 195 212 921 275 363 204 341 991 .1015 920 923 777 138 712 T' other day, as I was twining. 913 Toussaint! the most unhappy man of men. 770 To weary hearts, to mourning homes.. 116 To write a verse or two is all the praise.. 995 To you, my purse, and to noon other wight............ 144 Tres Philosophi de Tusculo.. 100 Trochee trips from long to short.. 453 True bard and simple,-as the race.. 625 True genius, but true woman! dost deny. 766 Turn, Fortune, turn thy wheel.... 730 683 Turn, gentle Hermit of the dale.. 829 'Twas in heaven pronounced, and 'twas muttered in hell.... 747 "Twas ever thus from childhood's hour.. 778 990 895 156 'Twas morn, and beautiful the mountain's brow... 447 392 'Twas on the shores that round our coast... 93 'Twas the night before Christmas.. 208 Two barks met on the deep mid-sea.. 968 96 115 295 923 Two little feet, so small that both may nestle.. 77 288 Two mites, two drops, yet all her house and land.. 362 482 Two of far nobler shape, erect and tall........ 711 718 359 990 364 621 907 ..... 142 103 Two pilgrims from the distant plain.. When a'ither bairnies are hushed to their hame.... 91 126 .... 576 268 847 332 137 622 975 532 197 83 592 778 408 | When I am dead, no pageant train. 903 469 When icicles hang by the wall... 439 836 When I consider how my light is spent.... 366 425 122 627 When I do count the clock that tells the time................... 753 When in the chronicle of wasted time.. When in the storm on Albion's coast.. 357 When Israel, of the Lord beloved..... 372 356 When I think on the happy days.. 247 926 When Learning's triumph o'er her barbarous foes.. 905 365 When leaves grow sere all things take sombre hue. 434 When Lesbia first I saw so heavenly fair. When lovely woman stoops to folly. When Love with unconfined wings.. When maidens such as Hester die... 285 When mighty roast beef was the Englishman's food 575 When Music, heavenly maid, was young.. When o'er the mountain steeps.. 713 336 Waken, lords and ladies gay... 146 547 685 773 410 462 285 322 928 83 When stricken by the freezing blast....... 247 448 461 sented.. Warsaw's last champion from her height surveyed 126 When the British warrior queen. 742 898 When the hours of day are numbered.. 240 When the humid shadows hover. When the lamp is shattered... 192 691 When to the sessions of sweet silent thought.. Under a spreading chestnut-tree.. 596 When falls the soldier brave...... 594 187 When first thou camest, gentle, shy, and fond. Up springs the lark.... Up the dale and down the bourne. .... ... Veni, Creator Spiritus... Veni, Sancte Spiritus..... Victor in poesy! Victor in romance!........... We were not many,-we who stood.. What ails this heart o' mine... What change has made the pastures sweet. What does little birdie say.. While on the cliff with calm delight she kneels..... 81 291 While sauntering through the crowded street..... 760 744 Whilom by silver Thames's gentle stream...... 946 227 | Whither, midst falling dew....... 481 75 Whoe'er she be... 192 410 What is it fades and flickers in the fire....... Who has not dreamed a world of bliss.. 452 Why came the rose? Because the sun is shining... 148 154 Why, lovely charmer, tell me why. 865 Why sits she thus in solitude?... 146 790 263 Q 527 Why so pale and wan, fond lover ?.......... 325 Why thus longing, thus forever sighing. 392 599 80 627 | Where are you going, my pretty maid.. 523 Whereas, on certain boughs and sprays.. 280 Where did you come from, baby dear?... Whether with reason or with instinct blest... 167 Which is the wind that brings the cold ?....... ... .... 220 572 419 273 97 262 230 249 115 665 185 412 Where are the men who went forth in the morning 530 835 Where are the swallows fled ?. 318 958 992 78 ... 538 625 781 451 Which I wish to remark, and my language is plain. 987 Which shall it be? which shall it be?... 230 Widow Machree, it's no wonder you frown With awful walls, far glooming, that possessed.... 699 With deep affection.. 715 With fingers weary and worn............... With how sad steps, O moon ! thou climb’st....... Within the navel of this hideous wood... Within the sober realm of leafless trees.. Ye mariners of England.. Ye powers who rule the tongue. Yes," I answered you last night. Ye sons of freedom, wake to glory!. Ye who would have your features florid. “You are old, Father William," the young man You bells in the steeple.. You charm when you talk. You have heard,” said a youth. 156 You know we French stormed Ratisbon... 513 You lay a wreath on murdered Lincoln's bier...... 931 124 327 963 Young Rory O'More courted Kathleen Bawn.. Year after year unto her feet... 174 Your fav'rite picture rises up before me. Years, years ago, ere yet my dreams.. 971 Your horse is faint, my king, my lord.. Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon... 249 Your wedding-ring wears thin, dear wife............ Ye little snails........................................................................................................................ 486 You see this pebble stone? It's a thing I bought...1008 .. 196 81 507 221 200 337 249 830 904 710 410 321 101 914 293 907 ANALYTICAL INDEX OF FAMOUS AND APT POETICAL QUOTATIONS. The Poetical Quotations referred to in this Index will be found-as indicated by the page-number following the line or phrase indexed-either in the body of some poem, or as a brief or "fragment" in its appropriate Division. The key-words, under which these are indexed, will ordinarily be the nouns of the quotation, although there is many a "bold expressive phrase," the essential peculiarities of which are indexed, whatever they may be. Take two familiar instances, the key-words being here italicized: “Truth crushed to earth shall rise again" is found in WM. CULLEN BRYANT's poem entitled "The Battle-Field,” on page 534; while "Sighed and looked unutterable things" on page 204 is found to be a fragment from "The Seasons: Summer," by JAMES THOMSON. Thus the reader may ascertain the position in this volume, the original source or poem, the name of the author, and the correct reading of the thousands of poetical quotations given in the book. ABANDON, all hope, ye who enter here, | Adds a precious seeing, 203. 396. Adieu, dear amiable youth, 796. she cried, and waved her lily hand, 235. Abashed the devil stood, 398. Abdiel, the seraph, 387. Abode, dread, 307. Abora, Mount, singing of, 834. Above the reach of ordinary men, 807. Abridgment of all that was pleasant in man, 724. thee from felicity awhile, 811. though, present in desires, 248. Absolute rule, eye sublime declared, 711. Abstract doth contain that large, 107. Abyss, cares little into what, 271. Abyssinian maid, it was an, 834. Academe, olive grove of, 720. Academes that nourish all the world, 133. Accidents by flood and field. 145. Account, beggarly, of empty boxes, 809. sent to my, 310. in the tented field, 145. lose the name of, 297. no worthy, done, 398. of the tiger, imitate the, 503. pious, we sugar o'er, 396. Actions, speaker of my living, 811. virtuous, are but born and die, 811. Actors, these our, were all spirits, 867. Acts being seven ages, 711. little nameless, 404. our angels are, or good or ill, 797. the best who thinks most, 742. those graceful, 795. unremembered, 404. distrest, though oft to, 203. the cottage might, 690. 397. Aid, apt alliteration's artful, 807. is full of farewells, 272. Vocal, 726. Affront me, a well-bred man will not,780. accompany old, 794. be comfort to my, 394. Age to come my own, make the, 811. heir of all the, 258. talking, made for, 686. that melts in unperceived decay, 794. through the, one purpose owns, 257. Ages, ye unborn, 868. wantons with the, lovesick, 133. Air-drawn dagger, 868. Airs, gentle, fresh gales and, 209. Airy nothing, a local habitation to, 867. purposes, execute, 868. tongues that syllable men's names, 830. |
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