Here a sheer hulk lies poor Tom Bowling... 213 Here let me rest amid the bearded grass... 144 Here lies our sovereign Lord the King... 315 Here's a health to ane I lo'e dear. 262 Here she was wont to go! and here! ...... 401 Her eyes the glowworm lend thee. 253 Here you will find a more refreshing air... 437 He sat in silence on the ground

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He that has sailed upon the dark blue sea
He who hath bent him o'er the dead
High over all Panglory's blazing throne
His browny locks did hang in crooked curls
His own two hands the holy knots did knit
How beautiful beneath the bright blue sky
How calm, how beautiful comes on
How does your grace?
How gallantly, how merrily
How happy is he horn and taught.
How happy is the blameless Vestal's lot!...
How many times do I love thee, dear?...
How now, spirit! whither wander you? 383
How sleep the brave, who sink to rest
How still the morning of the hallowed day! 25
How sweet and solemn is the midnight scene! 415
How sweet and soothing is this hour of

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It is the hush of night, and all between...... 50
It is the midnight hour:-the beauteous Sea 66
It is the summer of the fleeting year.
It is too late; the life of all his blood.
It lies before me there, and my own breath 133
It must be so-my infant love must find 312
It must be so! Plato, thou reason'st well 92
It seems a day.
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It's hame, and it's hame, hame fain wad I be 232
I travelled among unknown men...

How? What? Mine ears

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How wonderful is Death

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Husband, husband, cease your strife.

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Hush! tread softly, Cain

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I am fading from you

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I am monarch of all I survey

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I am this fountain's god; below.

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I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers I can no more hold parley with impatience I charm thy life

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I travelled on, seeing the hill where lay... 471 It was a dismal and a fearful night

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It was a' for our rightfu' king

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I come! I come! ye have called me long... 513 Idly, rajah, dost thou reason thus.

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It was the winter wild

I do beseech you.....

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I dreamed that, as I wandered by the way 165
If aught of oaten stop or pastoral song. 204
If I had thought thou couldst have died...
If I have sinned in act, I may repent
If music be the food of love, play on...
If rivers, between green and fragrant banks 145
If that the World and Love were young... 250
If thou shouldst ever come to Modena.
If to be absent were to be....

If we had not weighty cause

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I had a dream, which was not all a dream 502 I have a boy sent by the gods

I have found peace in the bright earth. 138 I have had playmates, I have had companions

I have watched thee

It was, I ween, a lovely spot of ground. It was roses, roses all the way.

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I've often wished that I had clear
I've wandered east, I've wandered west... 262
wonder, by my troth, what thou and I... 251
James Stewart, what moved you that you

came into this house?. John Anderson, my jo, John... John Gilpin was a citizen.

Just where the parting bough's light sha-
dows play

Know then thyself, presume not God to scan
Let other bards of angels sing..

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Let other monarchs

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Let others seek for empty joys

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Let vanity adorn the marble tomb.
Like as the damask rose you see
Like thee to die, thou sun!-My boyhood's
dream

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Like the first living leaf of some shed tree... 241
Like to Diana in her summer weed.....
Linger awhile upon some bending planks..
Live, live with me, and thou shalt see...... 253
Lochiel, Lochiel! beware of the day.... 487
Lone flower, hemmed in with snows, and
white as they..

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Long years!-It tries the thrilling frame to

In a saft simmer gloamin'.

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bear.

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Look how the flower, which lingeringly doth fade.

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In peace, Love tunes the shepherd's reed... 267 In vain sedate reflections we would make... 324 In vain you tell your parting lover..

Lo! on the eastern summit, clad in gray... 122 Lo! the Dawn.

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Love built a stately house, where Fortune

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Love had he found in huts where poor men lie 110

Love in my bosom, like a bee

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I prithee send me back my heart.

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Love is eternal

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I really take it very kind

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Love-laden from the lighted west

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Madam,-A stranger's purpose in these lays 484 "Make way for Liberty!" he cried Many a vanished year and age

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