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302 YATES, EDMUND “Why Art Thou Silent” 1218 Born al Edinburgh, Scotland, July 3, “With Ships the Sea was 1831; died at London, England, May 20, Sprinkled”

1543 1894. World is too much with us,

All Saints'

1800 I 254 Written in March

1308 YBARRA, THOMAS Yarrow Unvisited


An American writer, still living. Yarrow Visited


Lay of Ancient Rome . .... 1976 WOTTON, (Sır) HENRY

YEATS, WILLIAM BUTLER Born al Boston, Malherbe, Kent, England, in 1508; died at Elon, Eng- 1865, and now living at London, Eng

Born al Dublin, Ireland, June 13, land, in December, 1639.

land. Character of a Happy Life,

Ballad of Father Gilligan,
2844 The.

2717 Elizabeth of Bohemia

“Down by the Salley Gar-


Fiddler of Dooney, The 1899 Born in Kent, England, about 1503; Into the Twilight

2745 died at Sherborne, Dorsetshire, England, Lake Isle of Innisfree, The.. 1588 October 10, 1542.

"Never Give all the Heart "Forget not Yet".... 561 Rose of the World, The.


YOUNG, ANDREW Born at London, England, August 19, Born at Edinburgh, Scotland, April 1710; died there, August 21, 1763. 23, 1897, died there, November 30, 1889. The Fair Thief

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PAGE A baby's feet, like seashells pink.

14 A being cleaves the moonlit air.

3359 A braver swell, a swifter sliding .

951 A breathing sigh, a sigh for answer.

949 A bright little maid of St. Thomas.

2020 A canner, exceedingly canny.

2020 A capital ship for an ocean trip..

2011 A certain Pasha, dead five thousand years.

2737 A cheer and salute for the Admiral, and here's to the Captain bold 2225 A chieftain, to the Highlands bound....

2629 A child should always say what's true.

94 A cloud lay cradled near the setting sun.

1 270 A cloud possessed the hollow field.

2438 A country life is sweet..

1607 "A cup for hope!” she said.

436 A dappled sky, a world of meadows.

949 A dillar, a dollar.

30 A district school, not far away.

2068 A farmer went trotting upon his gray mare.

44 A fellow in a market-town.

2033 A fire-mist and a planet.

2757 A feet with flags arrayed.

2354 A floating, a floating.

163 A fock of merry singing-birds were sporting in the grove. 1482 A flock of sheep that leisurely pass by.

3025 A flying word from here and there. A fool and knave with different views.

804 A fool there was and he made his prayer.

1027 A garden is a lovesome thing, God wot.

1398 A good sword and a trusty hand.

2335 A happy bit hame this auld world would be.

2887 A Hindoo died; a happy thing to do..

1831 A hundred years from now, dear heart.

639 A is an angel of blushing eighteen. .

1981 A jolly fat friar loved liquor good store.

20.14 A lady red upon the hill..

I 200 A lady there was of Antigua. A lake and a fairy boat..

608 A lark in the mesh of a tangled vine.

2732 A Jate lark twitters in the quiet skies.

3281 A life on the ocean wave..

1518 A lily in my garden grew.

1812 A lion with the heat oppressed. A little Boy was set to keep. .

113 A little elbow leans upon your knee.

307 A little fairy comes at night.

229 A little more toward the light.

347 A little sun, a little rain.

2778 A little time for laughter.

878 A little while (my life is almost set!).



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A little work, a little play...
A lively young turtle lived down by the banks.
A lovely young lady I mourn in my rhymes.
A maid unto her lover sternly said..
A man of words and not of deeds.
A man said unto his Angel. .
A man should live in a garret aloof.
A mist was driving down the British Channel.
A moment on the bank to view.
A monk, when his rites sacerdotal were o'er.
A nightingale made a mistake.
A nightingale, that all day long.
A place in thy memory, Dearest.
A pretty task, Miss S

to ask.
A public haunt they found her in.
A raven sat upon a tree..
A rose, as fair as ever saw the North.
A sail! a sail! oh, whence away”.
A Scotch patrician, sandy haired..
A sentinel angel, sitting high in glory.
A shady freshness, chafers whirring.
A silly young cricket, accustomed to sing.
A simple child..
A slumber did my spirit seal.
A soldier of the legion lay dying in Algiers.
A song of a boat..
A song to the oak, the brave old oak,
A sonnet is a moment's monument,
A star is gone! a star is gone. .
A steed, a steed of matchless speed..
A stone jug and a pewter mug.
A street there is in Paris famous.
A supercilious nabob of the East.
A swarm of bees in May.
A sweet disorder in the dress.
“A temple to Friendship,” said Laura, enchanted.
A thousand miles from land are we.
A traveler on a dusty road..
A tutor who tooted the flute.
A viewless thing is the wind,
A violet in her lovely hair.
A voice by the cedar tree.
A voice from the sea to the mountains.
A voice resounds like thunder-peal. ,
A was an Archer, who shot at a frog.
“A weary lot is thine, fair maid”.
A wee bird came to our ha' door..
A well there is in the west country.
A wet sheet and a flowing sea..
A whisper woke the air, .
A widow-she had only one,
A woman is a foreign land.
A yellow moon in splendor drooping.
Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!).
About Glenkindie and his men..
Above the pines the moon was slowly drifting.
Above yon somber swell of land,
Across the Eastern sky has glowed.
Across the fields of yesterday:
Across the grass I see her pass,
Across the hills of Arcady...
Across the narrow beach we flit.

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Adieu, farewell, earth's bliss. .
Ae fond kiss, and then we sever.
Afar in the desert I love to ride.
Affection's charm no longer gilds. .
After such years of dissension and strife.
After the May time and after the June time.
Again I hear that creaking step.
Again rejoicing Nature sees. .
Ah, be not false, sweet Splendor..
Ah, Chloris! that I now could sit..
Ah, Clemence! when I saw thee last.
Ah, did you once see Shelley plain.
Ah, drops of gold in whitening flame.
Ah, here it is the sliding rail.
Ah, how sweet it is to love.,
Ah me, dread friends of mine,-Love, Time, and Death..
Ah! my heart is weary waiting. .
Ah, not because our Soldier died before his field was won.
Ah, sweet is Tipperary in the springtime of the year. ,
“Ah, sweet Kitty Neil, rise up from the wheel..
Ah, sweet, thou little knowest how...
Ah! there's the lily, marble pale.
Ah, wastetul woman, she that may.
Ahl were she pitiful as she is fair.
Ah, what avails the sceptered race..
Ah, what is love? It is a pretty thing.
Ah, yes, I wrote the "Purple Cow".
"Ahoy! and O-ho! and it's who's for the ferry
Airly Beacon, Airly Beacon,
Airy, fairy Lilian.
Alas, how soon the hours are over.
Alas! that man must see .
Alas, that my heart is a lute.
Alas, the moon should ever beam.
Alexis, here she stayed; among these pines.
All alone on the hillside.
All day I tell my rosary.
All day long on the highway.
All day the stormy wind has blown.
All French folk, wheresoe'er ye be.
All hail! thou noble land.
All in our marriage garden.
All in the April evening. .
All in the Downs the fleet was moored.
All in the golden weather, forth let us ride to-day.
All June I bound the rose in sheaves..
Al moveless stand the ancient cedar-trees.
All my past life is mine no more.
All night I watched awake for morning.
"All quiet along the Potomac,” they say
All Scottish legends did his fancy fashion.
All that he came to give.
All that I know...
All the bells of heaven may ring.
All the breath and the bloom of the year in the bag of one bee.
All the flowers of the spring.
All thoughts, all passions, all delights.
All through the golden weather.
All through the sultry hours of June.
All women born are so perverse. .
Allen-a-Dale has no fagot for burning.
Allons, enfants de la Patrie. .

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