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HOOD, Thomas (1798-1845) 254, 284, 307, 314.
HUNT, Leigh (1784—1859) 172, 309

JOHNSON, Samuel (1709-1784) 82, 92, 113
JONSON, Ben (1574-1637) 40, 44, 49, 69

KEATS, John (1795-1821) 165, 185, 207, 223

KINGSLEY, Charles (1819-1875) 262, 270, 282, 295, 302, 312, 317

LANDOR, Walter Savage (1775-1864) 255

LONGFELLOW, Henry Wadsworth (1807-1882) 255, 264, 276, 291,
315

LOVELACE, Richard (1618-1658) 30

MACAULAY, Thomas Babington, Lord (1800-1859) 240, 248, 269,
274, 290

MARLOWE, Christopher (1563-1593) 5

MARVELL, Andrew (1620-1678) 25

MILTON, John (1608-1674) 13, 21, 45, 61, 69

MONTROSE, James Graham, Marquis of (1612-1650) 57

MORRIS, William (1834-1897) 252

MOORE, Thomas (1779-1852) 149

POE, Edgar Allan (1811-1849) 282

POPE, Alexander (1688-1744) 81, 83, 85, 91, 93, 94, 105
PRAED, Winthrop Mackworth (1801-1839) 304, 309

PRIOR, Matthew (1664-1721) 106

RALEIGH, Sir Walter (1552-1618) 6, 71

RAMSAY, Allan (1685-1758) 119

SCOTT, Sir Walter (1771-1833) 148, 150, 156, 169, 176, 179, 188, 197,
212, 216, 220, 221, 225

SHAKESPEARE, William (1564-1616) 1, 12, 16, 17, 18, 29, 31, 32, 53,

54, 56, 59, 71

SHELLEY, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822) 145, 168, 173, 181, 200, 204,
210, 218

SHIRLEY, James (1596-1666) 39

SOUTHEY, Robert (1774-1843) 166

SPENSER, Edmund (1553-1598) 4, 43, 50

TENNYSON, Alfred, Lord (1809-1892) 232

THACKERY, William Makepeace (1811-1863) 313

THOMSON, James (1700-1748) 120

WITHER, George (1588-1667) 2, 7, 60

WOLFE, Charles (1791-1823) 164

WORDSWORTH, William (1770-1850) 121, 132, 139, 147, 167, 184,

197, 208, 216, 226

WOTTON, Sir Henry (1568-1639) 58

UNKNOWN, 19, 36, 66, 67, 108

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All thoughts, all passions, all delights

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All worldly shapes shall melt in gloom

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And here the buzz of eager nations ran

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Another year! Another deadly blow

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Arethusa arose

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As it fell upon a day

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Behold her, single in the field

As under eddying Baltic flaws

Attend, all ye who list to hear our noble England's praise

Awake, Æolian lyre, awake

Beneath is spread like a green sea

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Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way

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Best and brightest, come away.

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Bury the Great Duke

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Come then, my Friend, my Genius, come along

Condemned to Hope's delusive mine

Earth has not anything to show more fair

Eleven men of England.

Even such is time, that takes in trust

Evil sped the battle-play

Fair stood the wind for France

Farewell, Life! my senses swim

Farewell to Lochaber, and farewell, my Jean

Fear no more the heat o' the sun.

From town to town, from tower to tower

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Get up, get up for shame! the blooming morn
Goethe in Weimar sleeps, and Greece
Go-let others praise the Chian!.

Go, one of you, find out the forester

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Hail, beauteous stranger of the grove
Hail to thee, blithe spirit!

Where is his son

Hark, hark! the lark at Heaven's gate sings
He is gone on the mountain
He shall be welcome too.
He that loves a rosy cheek
Helen, thy beauty is to me
Hence, loathed Melancholy
Hence, vain deluding joys

Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee.

Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such

His rash fierce blaze of riot cannot last

How sleep the Brave, who sink to rest
Hurrah! for the good weapons

I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers
I gaze upon a city

I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he
I stood in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs
I've heard the lilting at our yowe-milking

I wish I were where Helen lies

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In the worst inn's worst room, with mat half hung

In the market-place of Bruges stands the belfry old and brown

In the year since Jesus died for men

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In this world, the Isle of Dreams

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In vain, in vain-the all-composing hour

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My days among the dead are past
My dear and only Love, I pray

My fairest child, I have no song to give you

My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains
Much have I travelled in the realms of gold

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Nature and Nature's laws lay hid in night

Nay, by my soul!' said Leoline

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Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled

Nobly, nobly Cape St. Vincent to the north-west died away

No, those days are gone away.

Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note

Not from a vain or shallow thought

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Not with more glories, in th' ethereal plain
Now all the youth of England are on fire

Now haud your tongue, baith wife and carle

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O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea
Of Nelson and the North

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Oh England is a pleasant place for them that's rich and high.

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Oh gift of God! Oh perfect day

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Oh God of battles, steel my soldiers' hearts

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Oh heard ye yon pibroch sound sad in the gale

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On what foundation stands the warrior's pride
Owen's praise demands my song

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Peace to all such! but were there one whose fires

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Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean, roll

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She was a phantom of delight

Shepherds all, and maidens fair

Shepherds, rise, and shake off sleep

Silence augmenteth grief, writing increaseth rage
Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run
So now is come our joyfull'st feast

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So, some tempestuous morn in early June
So the foemen have fired the gate, men of mine
Some future day, when what is now is not
Some of their chiefs were princes of the land
Some years ago, ere time and taste.

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The forward youth that would appear

The Assyrian came down like a wolf on the fold

The curfew tolls the knell of parting day

The fifteenth day of July

The glories of our blood and state

The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece
The King sits in Dunfermline town.

The night is past, and shines the sun
The waters are flashing

The winds were yelling, the waves were swelling

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Then, as I said, the duke, great Bolingbroke

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There is mist on the mountain, and night on the vale

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To my true King I offered, free from stain

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To the Lords of Convention 'twas Claver'se who spoke

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Up, up, my Friend, and quit your books

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Waken, lords and ladies gay.

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Warriors and chiefs! should the shaft or the sword

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Welcome, wild North-easter

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When all the world is young, lad

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