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Author Title First Line
"A" The Child and the Fairies The woods are full of fairies! the trees are all alive
"A" A Child's Fancy O little flowers, you love me so, you could not do without me
"A" Deaf and Dumb He lies on the grass, looking up to the sky
"A" My Pony My pony toss'd his sprightly head, and would have smiled, if smile he could
"A" A New Fern A Fairy has found a new fern! a lovely surprise of the May!
"A" Spring and Summer Spring is growing up, is not it a pity?
"B" What May Happen to a Thimble Come about the meadow, hunt here and there
Henry Abbey What Do We Plant? What do we plant when we plant the tree? We plant the ship, which will cross the sea
W. H. Davenport Adams The Last Voyage of the Fairies Down the bright stream the Fairies float
Joseph Addison An Ode The spacious firmament on high with all the blue ethereal sky
Joseph Addison When All Thy Mercies When all Thy mercies, O my God!
Elizabeth Akers In April The poplar drops beside the way its tasselled plumes of silver-gray
Thomas Bailey Aldrich After the Rain The rain has ceased, and in my room
Thomas Bailey Aldrich Before the Rain We knew it would rain, for all the morn
Thomas Bailey Aldrich Cradle Song Ere the moon begins to rise or a star to shine
Thomas Bailey Aldrich Kriss Kringle Just as the moon was fading amid her misty rings
Thomas Bailey Aldrich Marjorie's Almanac Robins in the tree top, blossoms in the grass
Thomas Bailey Aldrich The Winter Robin Now is that sad time of year
Anderson Alexander Cuddle Doon The bairnies cuddle doon at nicht
Cecil Frances Alexander The Adoration of the Wise Men Saw you never in the twilight, when the sun had left the skies
Cecil Frances Alexander All Things Bright and Beautiful All things bright and beautiful, all creatures great and small
Cecil Frances Alexander Once in Royal David's City Once in royal David's city
William Allingham Blowing Bubbles See the pretty planet! Floating sphere!
William Allingham The Boy The Boy from his bedroom window look'd over the little town
William Allingham The Fairies Up the airy mountain, down the rushy glen
William Allingham The Fairy Shoemaker Little cowboy, what have you heard
William Allingham Robin Redbreast Good-by, good-by to Summer!
William Allingham Wishing Ring ting! I wish I were a Primrose
Joy Allison I Love You, Mother "I love you, mother," said little John. Then, forgetting his work, his cap went on
Laurence Alma-Tadema A Blessing for the Blessed When the sun has left the hill-top and the daisy fringe is furled
Laurence Alma-Tadema If No One Ever Marries Me If no one ever marries me,—and I don't see why they should
Laurence Alma-Tadema Lambs in the Meadow O little lambs! the month is cold, the sky is very gray;
Laurence Alma-Tadema London Wind The wind blows, the wind blows, over the ocean far
Laurence Alma-Tadema Playgrounds In summer I am very glad
Laurence Alma-Tadema The Robin When father takes his spade to dig
Laurence Alma-Tadema Snowdrops Little ladies, white and green, with your spears about you
Laurence Alma-Tadema Strange Lands Where do you come from, Mr. Jay?
Anonymous Alison Bytuene Mershe ant Averil
Anonymous All Busy The cock's on the house-top, blowing his horn;
Anonymous An Ancient Christmas Carol He came all so still, where His mother was,
Anonymous The Ant and the Cricket A silly young cricket, accustomed to sing
Anonymous April When April was asked whether she could bring reliable weather
Anonymous As I Sat Under a Sycamore Tree As I sat under a sycamore tree
Anonymous As Joseph Was A-Walking AS Joseph was a-walking
Anonymous An Autumn Riddle I know a little creature in a green bed,
Anonymous Balow Balow my babe, lie still and sleep!
Anonymous Bethlehem A little child, a shining star
Anonymous Bethlehem of Judea A little child, a shining star
Anonymous Bimble, Bamble, Bumble There was an old woman who rode on a broom,
Anonymous A Bird's Experience I lived first in a little house and lived there very well;
Anonymous Birthdays Monday's child is fair of face
Anonymous Blow, Northern Wind Ichot a burde in boure bryht
Anonymous Blow, Wind, Blow Blow, wind, blow! and go, mill, go!
Anonymous The Bluebell of Scotland Oh where! and oh where! is your Highland laddie gone?
Anonymous Bobby Shafto Bobby Shafto's gone to sea, with silver buckles on his knee,
Anonymous Bow-Wow-Wow Bow-wow-wow! It's the great watch dog.
Anonymous The Boy Who Never Told a Lie Once there was a little boy, with curly hair and pleasant eye
Anonymous Bumble-Bee and Clover Came a roaring bumble-bee, pockets full of money
Anonymous Buttercup What makes the buttercup so yellow?
Anonymous The Campbells Are Comin' The Campbells are comin', Oho, Oho,
Anonymous Can You? Can you put the spider's web back in place that once has been swept away
Anonymous Carol of the Birds Whence comes this rush of wings afar
Anonymous A Catch by the Hearth Sing we all merrily Christmas is here
Anonymous The Caterpillar I creep upon the ground, and the children say,
Anonymous The Caterpillar A tired caterpillar went to sleep one day
Anonymous The Centipede's Dilemma A centipede was happy quite
Anonymous Change About There was an old man, who lived in a wood
Anonymous Cherries Under the trees, the farmer said, smiling and shaking his wise old head
Anonymous The Chestnut Burr A wee little nut lay deep in its nest
Anonymous A Christmas Carol God bless the master of this house
Anonymous The Clucking Hen "Will you take a walk with me, my little wife, to-day?
Anonymous Cock Robin's Death Who killed Cock Robin?
Anonymous Columbia, the Gem of the Ocean O Columbia, the gem of the ocean, the home of the brave and the free
Anonymous Come Out to Play Girls and boys, come out to play, the moon is shining as bright as day:
Anonymous The Coming of Spring The birds are coming home soon; I look for them every day;
Anonymous Crabbed Age and Youth Crabbéd Age and Youth cannot live together
Anonymous Cradle Song Sleep, baby, sleep, our cottage vale is deep;
Anonymous Cuckoo Song Sumer is icumen in
Anonymous Cunning Bee Said a little wandering maiden to a bee with honey laden,
Anonymous Daffy-Down-Dilly Daffy-Down-Dilly has come up to town
Anonymous Dame Duck's First Lecture on Education Old Mother Duck has hatched a brood of ducklings, small and callow;
Anonymous The Dandelion O dandelion, yellow as gold,
Anonymous The Days of the Month Thirty days hath September, April, June, and November;
Anonymous Devotion Fain would I change that note to which fond Love hath charm'd me
Anonymous Do the Best You Can If I was a cobbler, it should be my pride
Anonymous Evening Red and Morning Gray Evening red and morning gray send the traveler on his way:
Anonymous The Fairy Artist Oh, there is a little artist
Anonymous The Fairy Queen Come, follow, follow me, you fairy elves that be;
Anonymous The Fairy Thrall On gossamer nights when the moon is low,
Anonymous The Faithless Shepherdess While that the sun with his beams hot
Anonymous Falling Snow See the pretty snowflakes falling from the sky
Anonymous A Farmer Went Riding A farmer went riding upon his gray mare,
Anonymous Five Little Chickens Said the first little chicken with a strange little squirm
Anonymous Forget-Me-Not When to the flowers—so beautiful—the Father gave a name
Anonymous Four Seasons Spring is showery, flowery, bowery
Anonymous The Friendly Beasts Jesus, our brother, strong and good
Anonymous A Frog He Would A-Wooing Go A Frog he would a-wooing go, whether his mother would let him or no,
Anonymous Frogs at School Twenty froggies went to school, down beside a rushing pool
            illustrated by Anonymous
Anonymous Frost Pictures Pictures on the window, painted by Jack Frost
Anonymous Fuzzy Wuzzy Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear
Anonymous Gaelic Lullaby Hush the waves are rolling in,
Anonymous The Gay Gos-hawk "O well is me, my gay goshawk,
Anonymous Get Up and Bar the Door It fell about the Martinmas time
Anonymous God's Care In the pleasant sunny meadows, where the buttercups are seen
Anonymous The Golden Rule Be you to others kind and true,
Anonymous Goldenrod Tell me, sunny goldenrod, growing everywhere,
Anonymous Grasshopper Green Grasshopper Green is a comical chap; he lives on the best of fare.
Anonymous The Gray Doves' Answer The leaves were reddening to their fall
Anonymous Greek Children's Song The swallow has come again
Anonymous The Green Grass Growing All Around There was a tree stood in the ground, the prettiest tree you ever did see
Anonymous Here We Come A-Whistling Here we come a-whistling through the fields so green, here we come a-singing, so fair to be seen.
Anonymous Hey Nonny No! Hey nonny no! Men are fools that wish to die!
Anonymous The House That Jack Built This is the house that Jack built
Anonymous How Can the Heart Forget Her? At her fair hands how have I grace entreated
Anonymous How the Little Kite Learned to Fly "I never can do it," the little kite said, as he looked at the others high over his head;
Anonymous How To Get a Breakfast Said the first little chick, with a queer little squirm,
Anonymous A Hymn to the Virgin Of on that is so fayr and bright
Anonymous I Sing of a Maiden I sing of a maiden that is makeles
Anonymous Icarus Love wing'd my Hopes and taught me how to fly
Anonymous If You See a Faery Ring If you see a faery ring in a field of grass
Anonymous Jemima There was a little girl, and she had a little curl
Anonymous John Grumblie John Grumblie vow'd by the light of the moon, and the green leaves on the tree
Anonymous King and Queen Lilies are white, Rosemary's green
Anonymous King John and the Abbot of Canterbury An ancient story I'll tell you anon
Anonymous The Lark and the Rook "Good-night, Sir Rook!" said a little lark.
Anonymous The Light-Hearted Fairy Oh, who is so merry, so merry, heigh ho!
Anonymous Little by Little "Little by little," an acorn said, as it slowly sank in its mossy bed
Anonymous Little Cock-Sparrow A little cock-sparrow sat on a green tree,
Anonymous Little Jack Frost Little Jack Frost went up the hill, watching the stars and the moon so still
Anonymous Little Things Little drops of water, Little grains of sand
Anonymous London Bridge London bridge is broken down,
Anonymous Long, Long Ago Wind through the olive trees softly did blow
Anonymous Lord Darly My pen and hand proceed to write, a woeful tale to tell
Anonymous Lord Lovel Lord Lovel was standing at his stable door, combing his milk-white steed;
Anonymous Love Not Me For Comely Grace Love not me for comely grace, for my pleasing eye or face
Anonymous The Lover in Winter Plaineth for the Spring The O western wind, when wilt thou blow
Anonymous Lusty May O lusty May, with Flora queen!
Anonymous Madrigal My Love in her attire doth show her wit
Anonymous The Man in the Moon The Man in the Moon as he sails the sky is a very remarkable skipper,
Anonymous May in the Green-Wood In somer when the shawes be sheyne
Anonymous Mr. Nobody I know a funny little man, as quiet as a mouse
Anonymous My Heart Is High Above My heart is high above, my body is full of bliss
Anonymous My Lady Wind My Lady Wind is very tall, as tall as she can be;
Anonymous My Lady's Tears I saw my Lady weep, and Sorrow proud to be advancéd so
Anonymous My Maid Mary My maid Mary she minds the dairy,
Anonymous A Nautical Ballad A capital ship for an ocean trip, was the Walloping Window-Blind.
Anonymous The Nautilus and the Ammonite The nautilus and the ammonite were launched in friendly strife
Anonymous The New Jerusalem Hierusalem, my happy home, when shall I come to thee?
Anonymous The North Wind Doth Blow The north wind doth blow and we shall have snow
Anonymous The Nut-Brown Maid Be it right or wrong, these men among
Anonymous Of a Rose Lestenyt, lordynges, both elde and yinge
Anonymous An Old Christmas Carol As Joseph was a-waukin, he heard an angel sing,
Anonymous An Old Christmas Carol God bless the master of this house,
Anonymous An Old Christmas Greeting Sing Hey! Sing Hey! For Christmas Day
Anonymous The Old Cloak This winter's weather it waxeth cold
Anonymous Old Dame Cricket Old Dame Cricket, down in a thicket, brought up her children nine
Anonymous An Old English Carol Sing high, sing low, sing to and fro,
Anonymous An Old Song of Fairies Come, follow, follow me, you, fairy elves that be:
Anonymous Once I Saw a Little Bird Once I saw a little bird come hop, hop, hop.
Anonymous Over and Over Again Over and over again, no matter which way I turn
Anonymous A Pedlar Fine knacks for ladies! cheap, choice, brave, and new
Anonymous Phyllida's Love-Call Corydon, arise, my Corydon!
Anonymous Praise of His Lady Give place, you ladies, and begone!
Anonymous Preparations Yet if His Majesty, our sovereign lord
Anonymous A Pretty Game The sun and the rain in fickle weather
Anonymous Psalm XXIV Lift up your heads, O ye gates; and be ye lift up, ye everlasting doors;
Anonymous Pussy-Cat Mew Pussy-Cat Mew jumped over a coal
Anonymous The Quarrelsome Kittens Two little kittens, one stormy night, began to quarrel, and then to fight;
Anonymous Quia Amore Langueo In a valley of this restles mind
Anonymous The Rabbits Between the hill and the brook, ook, ook,
Anonymous The Raggle, Taggle Gypsies There were three gypsies a-come to my door,
Anonymous The Raindrop's Ride Some little drops of water whose home was in the sea
Anonymous The Robber Kitten A kitten once to its mother said, "I'll never more be good,
Anonymous Robin Hood and Little John When Robin Hood was about twenty years old
Anonymous Robin Hood and the Butcher Come, all you brave gallants, and listen a while,
Anonymous Robin Hood and the Ranger When Phoebus had melted the sickles of ice, and likewise the mountains of snow
Anonymous The Sailors' Delight Red sky at night is the sailors' delight;
Anonymous The Salcombe Seaman's Flaunt to the Proud Pirate A lofty ship from Salcombe came, blow high, blow low, and so sailed we;
Anonymous A Sand Castle The tide is out, and all the strand is glistening in the summer sun;
Anonymous Santa Claus He comes in the night! He comes in the night!
Anonymous The Sea The Sea is a good friend of mine;
Anonymous The Sea Princess In a palace of pearl and seaweed, set around with shining shells,
Anonymous Sewing If Mother Nature patches
Anonymous Since First I Saw Your Face Since first I saw your face I resolved to honour and renown ye
Anonymous Sing, Little Bird Sing, little bird, when the skies are blue,
Anonymous Sir Patrick Spens The king sits in Dunfermline town,
Anonymous Sister, Awake! Sister, awake! close not your eyes!
Anonymous Sleep, Baby, Sleep! Sleep, baby, sleep! Thy father watches his sheep
Anonymous Some Little Mice Some little mice sat in a barn to spin;
Anonymous Speak Gently Speak gently; it is better far to rule by love than fear
Anonymous Spring-tide Lenten ys come with love to toune
Anonymous Sunny Bank As I sat on a sunny bank, on Christmas Day
Anonymous Swallow, Swallow Swallow, Swallow, neighbor Swallow, starting on your autumn flight
Anonymous Tears Weep you no more, sad fountains
Anonymous There Is a Lady Sweet and Kind There is a Lady sweet and kind, was never face so pleased my mind
Anonymous Thirty Days Hath September Thirty days hath September, April, June, and November
Anonymous This World's Joy Wynter wakeneth al my care
Anonymous Three Little Kittens Three little kittens lost their mittens and they began to cry
Anonymous Three Little Maidens There were three little maidens as busy as elves,
Anonymous Three Little Owlets Three little owlets in a hollow tree
Anonymous To an Autumn Leaf Wee shallop of shimmering gold!
Anonymous To Her Sea-Faring Lover Shall I thus ever long, and be no whit the neare?
Anonymous Tree Toads A tree toad loved a she toad
Anonymous True Love Requited; or, The Bailiff's Daughter of Islington There was a youth, and a well-belov'd youth
Anonymous Tumbling In jumping and tumbling we spend the whole day
Anonymous Tweedle-Dum and Tweedle-Dee Tweedle-dum and Tweedle-dee resolved to have a battle
Anonymous Twinkling Bugs When the sun sinks under the world's red rim,
Anonymous Two Little Kittens Two little kittens, one stormy night;
Anonymous Up in the Morning Early Pretty flowers, tell me why all your leaves do open wide,
Anonymous Verse Now rings the woodland loud and long,
Anonymous Verse I find earth not gray, but rosy,
Anonymous The Wakening On a time the amorous Silvy said to her shepherd, "Sweet, how do ye?
Anonymous Walsinghame As ye came from the holy land
Anonymous The Watchman's Song Listen, children, hear me tell, ten now tolls from the old church bell.
Anonymous We Thank Thee For flowers that bloom about our feet
Anonymous Weather Whether the weather be fine
Anonymous The Weather If the evening's red, and the morning gray,
Anonymous Wee Willie Winkie Wee Willie Winkie runs through the town
Anonymous The Whale It was in the year of ninety-four, in March the twentieth day
Anonymous What Every One Knows Cocks crow in the morn to tell us to rise,
Anonymous What the Burdock Was Good For "Good for nothing," the farmer said, as he made a sweep at the burdock's head
Anonymous When Flora Had O'erfret the Firth Quhen Flora had o'erfret the firth in May of every moneth queen
Anonymous When I Was a Little Boy When I was a little boy, I lived by myself
Anonymous Whisky Frisky Whisky frisky, hippity hop,
Anonymous White Sheep White sheep, white sheep, on a blue hill
Anonymous Who Loves the Trees Best? Who loves trees best? "I," said the spring
Anonymous Who Stole the Bird's Nest "Tu-whit! Tu-whit! Tu-whee! Will you listen to me?
Edwin Arnold The Swallow's Nest Day after day her nest she moulded,
Edwin Arnold The Swallows Gallant and gay in their doublets gray
Matthew Arnold Dover Beach The sea is calm to-night. The tide is full, the moon lies fair
Matthew Arnold A Farewell My horse's feet beside the lake
Matthew Arnold The Forsaken Merman Come, dear children, let us away, down and away below!
Matthew Arnold Growing Old What is it to grow old? Is it to lose the glory of the form
Matthew Arnold The Neckan In summer on the headlands, the Baltic Sea along
Matthew Arnold Quiet Work One lesson, Nature, let me learn of thee
Matthew Arnold Requiescat Strew on her roses, roses
Matthew Arnold Self-Dependence Weary of myself, and sick of asking
Matthew Arnold A Summer Night In the deserted, moon-blanched street
Matthew Arnold Youth and Calm 'Tis death! and peace, indeed, is here
Alfred Austin To America What is the voice I hear on the winds of the western sea?
John Kendrick Bangs The Little Elf-Man I met a little Elf-man, once, down where the lilies blow.
John Kendrick Bangs A Thanksgiving For summer rain, and winter's sun
G. Linnaeus Banks I Live for Those Who Love Me I live for those who love me
A. L. Barbauld Life, I Know Not What Thou Art Life! I know not what thou art. But know that thou and I must part;
John Barbour Freedom A! Fredome is a noble thing!
Sabine Baring-Gould Child's Evening Prayer Now the day is over, night is drawing nigh,
Amelia Barr Thanksgiving Have you cut the wheat in the blowing fields
Matthias Barr Moon, So Round and Yellow Moon, so round and yellow looking from on high
Marjorie Barrows Finding Fairies When the winds of March are wakening the crocuses and crickets
Clara Doty Bates Who Likes the Rain? "I," said the duck, "I call it fun, for I have my little red rubbers on;
Hilaire Belloc The Elephant When people call this beast to mind
Hilaire Belloc The Frog Be kind and tender to the Frog and do not call him names
            illustrated by Basil T. Blackwood
Hilaire Belloc The Vulture The Vulture eats between his meals
Hilaire Belloc The Yak As a friend to the children commend me the Yak
Henry Holcomb Bennett The Flag Goes By Hats off! Along the street there comes a blare of bugles, a ruffle of drums
Matilda Betham-Edwards Hymn for a Little Child God make my life a little light
Bible The Twenty-Third Psalm The Lord is my shepherd I shall not want
Bible Verses from The Song of Solomon For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
Bible Verses from Saint Luke And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night.
Robert Bird The Fairy Folk Come cuddle close in daddy's coat beside the fire so bright
Bjornstjerne Bjornson The Tree The Tree's early leaf buds were bursting their brown;
William Blake Advice of the Popes Who Succeeded the Age of Raphael Degrade first the Arts if you'd Mankind degrade
William Blake Ah! Sun-flower Ah, sunflower, weary of time, who countest the steps of the sun
William Blake The Angel I dreamt a dream! What can it mean?
William Blake From Auguries of Innocence To see a world in a grain of sand
William Blake The Blossom Merry, merry sparrow! Under leaves so green
William Blake The Chimney Sweeper When my mother died I was very young,
William Blake The Chimney Sweeper A little black thing among the snow: Crying weep, weep, in notes of woe!
William Blake The Clod and the Pebble 'Love seeketh not itself to please, nor for itself hath any care
William Blake A Cradle Song Sleep, sleep, beauty bright, dreaming in the joys of night;
William Blake A Cradle Song Sweet dreams, form a shade, o'er my lovely infant's head!
William Blake The Crystal Cabinet The Maiden caught me in the wild
William Blake The Divine Image To Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love,
William Blake A Dream Once a dream did weave a shade, o'er my angel-guarded bed
William Blake Earth's Answer Earth raised up her head, from the darkness dread and drear
William Blake The Echoing Green The sun does arise, and make happy the skies;
William Blake Eternity He who binds to himself a joy, does the winged life destroy;
William Blake The Fairy Come hither my sparrows, my little arrows
William Blake The Fly Little Fly, thy summer's play
William Blake The Garden of Love I went to the Garden of Love, and saw what I never had seen
William Blake Holy Thursday 'Twas on a holy Thursday, their innocent faces clean
William Blake The Human Abstract Pity would be no more
William Blake I Asked a Thief I asked a thief to steal me a peach
William Blake I Saw a Chapel All of Gold I saw a Chapel all of gold that none did dare to enter in
William Blake Infant Joy "I have no name; I am but two days old.
William Blake Infant Sorrow My mother groaned! my father wept, into the dangerous world I leapt
William Blake The Lamb Little lamb, who made thee? Dost thou know who made thee,
William Blake Laughing Song When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy
William Blake The Lily The modest Rose puts forth a thorn,
William Blake The Little Black Boy My mother bore me in the southern wild
William Blake The Little Boy Found The little boy lost in the lonely fen, led by the wandering light
William Blake The Little Boy Lost "Father, father, where are you going?
William Blake The Little Girl Found All the night in woe Lyca’s parents go
William Blake The Little Girl Lost In futurity, I prophetic see that the earth from sleep
William Blake Mad Song The wild winds weep
William Blake The Mental Traveller I travelled through a land of men
William Blake From Milton And did those feet in ancient time walk upon England's mountains green?
William Blake Mock On, Mock On, Voltaire, Rousseau Mock on, mock on, Voltaire, Rousseau; Mock on, mock on; 'tis all in vain
William Blake My Pretty Rose Tree A flower was offered to me, Such a flower as May never bore
William Blake Night The sun descending in the West,
William Blake Night The sun descending in the West,
William Blake Nurse's Song When voices of children are heard on the green,
William Blake Nurse's Song When the voices of children are heard on the green and whisperings are in the dale
William Blake On Another's Sorrow Can I see another's woe, And not be in sorrow too?
William Blake The Piper Piping down the valleys wild, piping songs of pleasant glee,
William Blake A Poison Tree I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end
William Blake The Schoolboy I love to rise in a summer morn
William Blake The Shepherd How sweet is the shepherd's sweet lot!
William Blake The Sick Rose O rose thou art sick
William Blake Song Memory, hither come, and tune your merry notes
William Blake From Songs of Experience Hear the voice of the Bard, who present, past, and future, sees;
William Blake Spring Sound the flute! Now it's mute
William Blake The Tiger Tiger! tiger! burning bright, in the forests of the night,
William Blake To Autumn O Autumn, laden with fruit, and stained
William Blake To Morning O holy virgin! clad in purest white,
William Blake To Spring O thou, with dewy locks, who lookest down
William Blake To Summer O thou, who passest thro' our vallies in
William Blake To the Evening Star Thou fair-hair'd angel of the evening,
William Blake To the Muses Whether on Ida's shady brow, or in the chambers of the East
William Blake To Thomas Butts To my friend Butts I write my first vision of light
William Blake To Winter O Winter! bar thine adamantine doors
William Blake From The Two Songs I heard an Angel Singing when the day was springing
William Blake The Tyger Tyger, tyger, burning bright
William Blake The Wild Flower's Song As I wanderd the forest, the green leaves among
Helen Barron Bostwick Little Bud Dandelion Little Bud Dandelion, hears from her nest
Helen Barron Bostwick Little Dandelion Gay little Dandelion lights up the meads
Francis William Bourdillon The Night Has a Thousand Eyes The night has a thousand eyes, and the day but one
William Lisle Bowles The Butterfly and the Bee Methought I heard a butterfly say to a labouring bee
Mark Alexander Boyd Sonet Fra bank to bank, fra wood to wood I rin
Sarah Roberts Boyle The Voice of the Grass Here I come creeping, creeping everywhere
Mary Emily Bradley A Chrysalis My little Mädchen found one day
William Stanley Braithwaite The World of Wonder Heart free, hand free, Blue above, brown under,
Anna Hempstead Branch A Song for My Mother: Her Hands My mother's hands are cool and fair,
Nicholas Breton A Cradle Song Come little babe, come silly soul
Nicholas Breton Phillida and Coridon In the merry month of May, in a morn by break of day
Ebenezer Cobham Brewer Little Things Little drops of water, Little grains of sand,
C. T. Brooks God Bless Our Native Land God bless our native land! Firm may she ever stand,
Phillips Brooks A Christmas Song Everywhere, everywhere, Christmas to-night
Phillips Brooks O Little Town of Bethlehem! O little town of Bethlehem! How still we see thee lie,
Abbie Farwell Brown Friends How good to lie a little while, and look up through the tree!
Kate L. Brown The Little Plant In the Heart of a Seed, buried deep, so deep!
Thomas Edward Brown My Garden A garden is a lovesome thing, God wot!
Jane Euphemia Browne Little Raindrops Oh! where do you come from
Jane Euphemia Browne The Rooks The rooks are building on the trees
Elizabeth Barrett Browning The Best Thing in the World What's the best thing in the world? June-rose, by May-dew impearled
Elizabeth Barrett Browning From Casa Guidi Windows I heard last night a little child go singing
Elizabeth Barrett Browning A Child's Thought of God They say that God lives very high!
Elizabeth Barrett Browning Grief I tell you, hopeless grief is passionless
Elizabeth Barrett Browning A Musical Instrument What was he doing, the great god Pan
Elizabeth Barrett Browning Romance of the Swan's Nest Little Ellie sits alone 'mid the beeches of the meadow
Elizabeth Barrett Browning The Sleep Of all the thoughts of God that are
Elizabeth Barrett Browning Sonnets from the Portuguese: Sonnet I I thought once how Theocritus had sung
Elizabeth Barrett Browning Sonnets from the Portuguese: Sonnet II But only three in all God's universe
Elizabeth Barrett Browning Sonnets from the Portuguese: Sonnet III Unlike are we, unlike, O princely Heart
Elizabeth Barrett Browning Sonnets from the Portuguese: Sonnet IV Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor
Elizabeth Barrett Browning Sonnets from the Portuguese: Sonnet IX Can it be right to give what I can give
Elizabeth Barrett Browning Sonnets from the Portuguese: Sonnet V I lift my heavy heart up solemnly
Elizabeth Barrett Browning Sonnets from the Portuguese: Sonnet VI Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand
Elizabeth Barrett Browning Sonnets from the Portuguese: Sonnet VII The face of all the world is changed, I think
Elizabeth Barrett Browning Sonnets from the Portuguese: Sonnet VIII What can I give thee back, O liberal
Elizabeth Barrett Browning Sonnets from the Portuguese: Sonnet XLIII How do I love thee? Let me count the ways
Elizabeth Barrett Browning Sonnets from the Portuguese: Sonnet XLIV Belovéd, thou hast brought me many flowers
Robert Browning Among the Rocks Oh, good gigantic smile o' the brown old earth
Robert Browning Andrea del Sarto But do not let us quarrel any more
Robert Browning Apparitions Such a starved bank of moss, till, that May-morn,
Robert Browning Bishop Blougram's Apology No more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk
Robert Browning Boot and Saddle Boot, saddle, to horse, and away!
Robert Browning By the Fire-Side How well I know what I mean to do
Robert Browning An Epistle Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs
Robert Browning Evelyn Hope Beautiful Evelyn Hope is dead!
Robert Browning Fra Lippo Lippi I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave
Robert Browning Hervé Riel On the sea and at the Hogue, sixteen hundred ninety-two,
Robert Browning Home Thoughts from Abroad O, to be in England, now that April's there,
Robert Browning How They Brought the Good News from Ghent to Aix I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he;
Robert Browning An Incident of the French Camp You know, we French storm'd Ratisbon
Robert Browning Love Among the Ruins Where the quiet-coloured end of evening smiles
Robert Browning My Star All that I know of a certain star
Robert Browning From Paracelsus: First Song I hear a voice, perchance I heard
Robert Browning From Paracelsus: Second Song Heap cassia, sandal-buds and stripes
Robert Browning From Paracelsus: Third Song Over the sea our galleys went
Robert Browning The Patriot It was roses, roses all the way
Robert Browning Pheidippides First I salute this soil of the blessed, river and rock!
Robert Browning The Pied Piper of Hamelin Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, by famous Hanover city;
Robert Browning Pippa's Song The year's at the spring, and day's at the morn;
Robert Browning Prospice "The journey is done, the summit attained,
Robert Browning Rabbi Ben Ezra Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be
Robert Browning The Statue and the Bust There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well
Robert Browning Two in the Campagna I wonder do you feel to-day
Robert Browning Verse Such a starved bank of moss, till, that May morn,
Robert Browning Youth and Art It once might have been, once only
William Cullen Bryant The Antiquity of Freedom O Freedom! thou art not, as poets dream
William Cullen Bryant The Crowded Street Let us move slowly through the street
William Cullen Bryant The Death of the Flowers The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year,
William Cullen Bryant A Forest Hymn The groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned
William Cullen Bryant The Gladness of Nature Is this the time to be cloudy and sad,
William Cullen Bryant The Hurricane Lord of the winds! I feel thee nigh, I know thy breath in the burning sky!
William Cullen Bryant Hymn to the North Star The sad and solemn night hath yet her multitude of cheerful fires
William Cullen Bryant March The stormy March is come at last,
William Cullen Bryant March The stormy March is come at last,
William Cullen Bryant The Planting of the Apple-Tree Come, let us plant the apple-tree.
William Cullen Bryant Robert of Lincoln Merrily swinging on brier and weed,
William Cullen Bryant Robert of Lincoln Merrily swinging on brier and weed,
William Cullen Bryant Song of Marion's Men Our band is few but true and tried, our leader frank and bold
William Cullen Bryant Thanatopsis To him who in the love of Nature holds
William Cullen Bryant To a Waterfowl Whither, midst falling dew,
William Cullen Bryant To the Evening Wind Spirit that breathest through my lattice, thou that cool'st the twilight of the sultry day
William Cullen Bryant To the Fringed Gentian Thou blossom bright with autumn dew,
William Cullen Bryant Upon the Mountain's Distant Head Upon the mountain's distant head, with trackless snows forever white
William Cullen Bryant The White-Footed Deer It was a hundred years ago, when, by the woodland ways
William Cullen Bryant The Yellow Violet When beechen buds begin to swell
Robert Buchanan The Green Gnome Ring, sing! ring, sing! pleasant Sabbath bells!
Richard Henry Buck Kentucky Babe 'Skeeters am a hummin' on de honeysuckle vine,
Eudora Bumstead The Quest There once was a restless boy, who dwelt in a home by the sea
Henry C. Bunner One, Two, Three It was an old, old, old, old lady,
John Bunyan He That Is Down Need Fear No Fall He that is down need fear no fall, he that is low no pride
John Bunyan The Pilgrim Who would true valor see, let him come hither!
Gelett Burgess The Goops—Table Manners The Goops they lick their fingers
Gelett Burgess The Purple Cow I never saw a purple cow
Robert Burns Auld Lang Syne Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
Robert Burns The Banks o' Doon Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon,
Robert Burns Bannockburn Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled
Robert Burns A Child's Grace Some hae meat and canna eat
Robert Burns For a' That Is there, for honest poverty
Robert Burns John Anderson John Anderson, my jo, John,
Robert Burns John Barleycorn There were three kings into the East,
Robert Burns My Heart's in the Highlands My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here;
Robert Burns My Jean Of a' the airts the wind can blaw
Robert Burns To a Mountain Daisy Wee, modest, crimson-tipped flower,
Robert Burns To a Mouse Wee, sleekit, cow'rin', tim'rous beastie,
Amelia Josephine Burr Raining Raining, raining, all night long
John Burroughs Waiting Serene I fold my hands and wait,
Mary E. Burt The Flying Squirrel Of all the woodland creatures,
William Allen Butler I Can "I can" is a worker; he tills his broad fields
Hezekiah Butterworth The Snowbird In the rosy light trills the gay swallow,
Mary F. Butts The Christmas Trees There's a stir among the trees
Mary F. Butts Dewdrops A million little diamonds sparkled on the trees
Mary F. Butts Night The snow is white, the wind is cold—the king has sent for my three-year-old
Mary F. Butts Wild Winds Oh, oh, how the wild winds blow!
Mary F. Butts Winter Night Blow, wind, blow!
Lord Byron And Thou Art Dead And thou art dead, as young and fair
Lord Byron Apostrophe to the Ocean Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean—roll!
Lord Byron Childe Harold's Farewell to England Adieu, adieu! my native shore
Lord Byron The Destruction of Sennacherib The Assyrian came down like a wolf on the fold
Lord Byron The Eve of Waterloo There was a sound of revelry by night
Lord Byron Fare Thee Well Fare thee well! and if for ever
Lord Byron The Isles of Greece The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece!
Lord Byron Lines to Mr. Hodgson Huzza! Hodgson, we are going
Lord Byron On This Day I Complete My Thirty-Sixth Year 'Tis time the heart should be unmoved
Lord Byron She Walks In Beauty She walks in beauty like the night
Lord Byron So We'll Go No More A-Roving So we'll go no more a-roving
Lord Byron Sonnet on Chillon Eternal spirit of the chainless mind!
Lord Byron Stanzas for Music: Bright be the Place Bright be the place of thy soul! No lovelier spirit than thine
Lord Byron Stanzas for Music: None of Beauty's Daughters There be none of Beauty's daughters with a magic like thee
Lord Byron Stanzas for Music: There's Not a Joy There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away
Lord Byron The Watch on the Rhine A peal like thunder calls the brave
George W. Cable A New Arrival There came to port last Sunday night
Thomas Campbell The Battle of the Baltic Of Nelson and the North sing the glorious day's renown
Thomas Campbell Exile of Erin There came to the beach a poor Exile of Erin
Thomas Campbell Hohenlinden On Linden, when the sun was low
Thomas Campbell Lord Ullin's Daughter A chieftain, to the Highlands bound
Thomas Campbell The Rainbow Triumphal arch, that fills the sky
Thomas Campbell Ye Mariners of England Ye mariners of England, that guard our native seas,
William Wilfred Campbell A Canadian Folk-Song The doors are shut, the windows fast
William Canton Carol When the herds were watching
Peter Carlson Some Names in the U. S. of A. Walla Walla, Paw Paw, Kalamazoo
Thomas Carlyle Today So here hath been dawning, another blue day
Bliss Carman Daisies Over the shoulders and slopes of the dune
Bliss Carman The Dustman "Dustman, dustman! Through the deserted square he cries
Bliss Carman Mr. Moon O Moon, Mr. Moon, when you comin' down?
Bliss Carman A Vagabond Song There is something in the Autumn that is native to my blood
Julia Fletcher Carney Little Things Little drops of water, little grains of sand
Old Carol I Saw Three Ships I saw three ships come sailing in, on Christmas day, on Christmas day
Lewis Carroll Father William "You are old, Father William," the young man said,
Lewis Carroll How Doth the Little Crocodile How doth the little crocodile improve his shining tail
Lewis Carroll The Hunting of the Snark "Come , listen, my men, while I tell you again
Lewis Carroll Jabberwocky 'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Lewis Carroll A Lobster Quadrille "Will you walk a little faster?" said a whiting to a snail
Lewis Carroll My Fairy I have a fairy by my side
Lewis Carroll A Song of Love Say, what is the spell, when her fledglings are cheeping,
Lewis Carroll The Walrus and the Carpenter The sun was shining on the sea,
Charles Edward Carryl The Plaint of the Camel Canary birds feed on sugar and seed,
Guy Wetmore Carryl Red Riding Hood Most worthy of praise were the virtuous ways of Little Red Riding Hood's ma
Guy Wetmore Carryl The Sycophantic Fox and the Gullible Raven A raven sat upon a tree, and not a word he spoke
Mrs. Carter Nursery Song As I walked over the hill one day
Alice Cary Fairy-Folk The story-books have told you of the fairy-folk so nice
Alice Cary A Lesson of Mercy A boy named Peter found once in the road
Alice Cary Nobility True worth is in being, not seeming
Alice Cary November The leaves are fading and falling,
Alice Cary The Pig and the Hen The pig and the hen, they both got in one pen
Alice Cary To Mother Fairie Good old Mother Fairie,
Alice Cary The Wise Fairy Once, in a rough, wild country, on the other side of the sea
Alice Cary Work Down and up, and up and down, over and over and over
Phœbe Cary Don't Give Up If you've tried and have not won,
Phœbe Cary The Leak in the Dike The good dame looked from her cottage
Phœbe Cary Suppose Suppose, my little lady, your doll should break her head
Phoebe Cary The Chicken's Mistake A little downy chicken one day asked leave to go on the water
Phoebe Cary A Legend of the Northland Away, away in the Northland, where the hours of the day are few
Phoebe Cary Obedience If you're told to do a thing, and mean to do it really
Phoebe Cary They Didn't Think Once a trap was baited with a piece of cheese
Phoebe Cary Three Bugs Three little bugs in a basket, and hardly room for two!
Madison Cawein The Owlet When dusk is drowned in drowsy dreams
Madison Cawein Song of the Elf When the poppies with their shield
Madison Cawein A Song of the Snow Sing, Ho, a song of the winter dawn
Madison Cawein The Twilight In her wimple of wind and her slippers of sleep
Albert von Chamisso A Tragic Story There lived a sage in days of yore
George Chapman Bridal Song O come, soft rest of cares! come, Night!
Robert Charles A Roundabout Turn A toad that lived on Albury Heath wanted to see the world
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Geoffrey Chaucer Balade Hyd, Absolon, thy gilte tresses clere
Geoffrey Chaucer The First Virtue The first virtue, sone, if thou wilt learn
Geoffrey Chaucer The Love Unfeigned O yonge fresshe folkes, he or she
Geoffrey Chaucer Merciles Beaute Your eyen two wol slee me sodenly
John Vance Cheney Evening Songs The birds have hid, the winds are low,
Frances Chesterton How Far Is It to Bethlehem? How far is it to Bethlehem?
G. K. Chesterton A Christmas Carol The Christ-child lay on Mary's lap
Lydia Maria Child If Ever I See If ever I see, on bush or tree
Lydia Maria Child The Little Maiden and the Little Bird "Little bird! little bird! come to me!
Lydia Maria Child Thanksgiving Day Over the river and through the wood
Lydia Maria Child Who Stole the Bird's Nest? "To-whit! to-whit! to-whee! Will you listen to me?
Colley Cibber The Blind Boy O, say, what is that thing called Light
Arthur Hugh Clough Say Not, the Struggle Naught Availeth Say not, the struggle naught availeth, the labor and the wounds are vain,
Arthur Hugh Clough A Sleeping Child Lips, lips, open! Up comes a little bird that lives inside
Arthur Hugh Clough Where Lies the Land? Where lies the land to which the ship would go?
Samuel Taylor Coleridge Answer to a Child's Question Do you ask what the birds say? The sparrow, the dove,
Samuel Taylor Coleridge Constancy to an Ideal Object Since all that beat about in Nature's range
Samuel Taylor Coleridge Dejection: An Ode Well! If the Bard was weather-wise, who made
Samuel Taylor Coleridge Epitaph Stop, Christian passer-by!—Stop, child of God
Samuel Taylor Coleridge Frost at Midnight The Frost performs its secret ministry
Samuel Taylor Coleridge He Prayeth Best Farewell, farewell! but this I tell
Samuel Taylor Coleridge If I Had But Two Little Wings If I had but two little wings
Samuel Taylor Coleridge The Knight's Tomb Where is the grave of Sir Arthur O'Kellyn?
Samuel Taylor Coleridge Kubla Khan In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
Samuel Taylor Coleridge On Donne's Poetry With Donne, whose muse on dromedary trots
Samuel Taylor Coleridge Phantom All look and likeness caught from earth
Samuel Taylor Coleridge Praying and Loving He prayeth best who loveth best
Samuel Taylor Coleridge Psyche The butterfly the ancient Grecians made
Samuel Taylor Coleridge Excerpt from "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner" He prayeth well who loveth well
Samuel Taylor Coleridge Song A sunny shaft did I behold
Samuel Taylor Coleridge Song of Illyrian Peasants Up, up, ye dames, ye lassies gay
Samuel Taylor Coleridge This Lime-Tree Bower My Prison Well, they are gone, and here must I remain
Samuel Taylor Coleridge Time, Real and Imaginary On the wide level of a mountain's head
Samuel Taylor Coleridge Work Without Hope All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair
Sara Coleridge The Months January brings the snow
Sara Coleridge Trees The Oak is called the king of trees
Daniel Clement Colesworthy Don't Kill the Birds Don't kill the birds, the pretty birds, that sing about your door
Williams Collins How Sleep the Brave How sleep the brave, who sink to rest
Padraic Colum The Terrible Robber Men O! I wish the sun was bright in the sky,
Helen Gray Cone Dandelions Upon a showery night and still,
Helen Gray Cone A Fairy Tale There stands by the wood path shaded
Hilda Conkling About My Dreams The babies that have no mothers any more.
Hilda Conkling About My Dreams Now the flowers are all folded
Hilda Conkling Adventure I went slowly through the wood of shadows
Hilda Conkling The Apple-Jelly-Fish-Tree Down in the depths of the sea
Hilda Conkling Autumn Song I made a ring of leaves on the autumn grass:
Hilda Conkling Bells There is going to be the sound of bells
Hilda Conkling Bird of Paradise I was walking in a meadow of Paradise
Hilda Conkling Blossoms The blossoms will be gone in the winter:
Hilda Conkling Blue Grass Blue grass flowering in the field
Hilda Conkling Bluebird Oh bluebird with light red breast,
Hilda Conkling The Brook and Its Children "O brook, running down your mossy way,
Hilda Conkling Butterfly Butterfly, I like the way you wear your wings.
Hilda Conkling Butterfly As I walked through my garden I saw a butterfly light on a flower.
Hilda Conkling By Lake Champlain I was bare as a leaf
Hilda Conkling The Champlain Sandman The Sandman comes pattering across the Bay:
Hilda Conkling Cherries Are Ripe The cherry tree is red now;
Hilda Conkling Chickadee The chickadee in the appletree
Hilda Conkling Clouds The clouds were gray all day.
Hilda Conkling The Coming of the Great Bird A boy was watching the water
Hilda Conkling Dandelion O little soldier with the golden helmet
Hilda Conkling The Dew-Light The Dew-man comes over the mountains wide
Hilda Conkling Dozens There's dozens full of dandelions
Hilda Conkling Dream When I slept, I thought I was upon the mountain-tops
Hilda Conkling Easter On Easter morn, up the faint cloudy sky
Hilda Conkling Envoy If I am happy, and you, and there are things to do,
Hilda Conkling Evening Now it is dusky, and the hermit thrush and the black and white warbler
Hilda Conkling Fairies I cannot see fairies. I dream them.
Hilda Conkling Fairies Again Fairies dancing in the woods at night
Hilda Conkling Ferns Small ferns up-coming through the mossy green
Hilda Conkling The Field of Wonder What could be more wonderful
Hilda Conkling First Songs Rosy plum-tree, think of me when Spring comes down the world!
Hilda Conkling Flowers The garden is full of flowers
Hilda Conkling Fountain-Talk Said the fountain to its clear bed
Hilda Conkling Garden of the World The butterfly swings over the violet
Hilda Conkling Geography I can tell balsam trees
Hilda Conkling Gift This is mint and here are three pinks
Hilda Conkling The Green Palm Tree I sat under a delicate palm tree on a shore of sounding waves.
Hilda Conkling Growing Blossoms in the growing tree,
Hilda Conkling Hay-Cock This is another kind of sweetness
Hilda Conkling Hills The hills are going somewhere;
Hilda Conkling Holland Song When light comes creeping through the hills that shine with mist,
Hilda Conkling Humming-Bird Why do you stand on the air
Hilda Conkling I Am I am willowy boughs for coolness
Hilda Conkling I Went to Sea I went to sea in a glass-bottomed boat
Hilda Conkling I Will Sing You a Song I will sing you a song, Sweets-of-my-heart
Hilda Conkling If I Could Tell You The Way Down through the forest to the river I wander.
Hilda Conkling If I Find a Moon If I find a moon, I will sing a moon-song.
Hilda Conkling The Island They flew as the night-wind flowed, very softly,
Hilda Conkling Land of Nod I wander mountain to mountain, from sea to sea,
Hilda Conkling Little Papoose Little papoose swung high in the branches
Hilda Conkling Little Snail I saw a little snail come down the garden walk.
Hilda Conkling The Lonesome Green Apple There was a little green apple
Hilda Conkling The Lonesome Wave There is an island in the middle of my heart
Hilda Conkling March Thought I am waiting for the flowers to come back
Hilda Conkling Moon Doves The moon has a dove-cote safe and small
Hilda Conkling Moon Song There is a star that runs very fast
Hilda Conkling Moon Thought The moon is thinking of the river
Hilda Conkling Morning There is a brook I must hear
Hilda Conkling Mouse Little mouse in gray velvet
Hilda Conkling Mushroom Song Oh little mushrooms with brown faces underneath
Hilda Conkling Narcissus Narcissus, I like to watch you grow
Hilda Conkling Night Goes Rushing By Night goes hurrying over like sweeping clouds;
Hilda Conkling Oh, My Hazel-Eyed Mother Oh, my hazel-eyed mother,
Hilda Conkling The Old Bridge The old bridge has a wrinkled face.
Hilda Conkling Only Morning-Glory That Flowered Under the vine I saw one morning-glory
Hilda Conkling Peacock Feathers On trees of fairyland grow peacock feathers of daylight colors
Hilda Conkling Pegasus Come dear Pegasus, I said
Hilda Conkling Pink Rose-Petals Pink rose-petals fluttering down in hosts
Hilda Conkling Poems See the fur coats go by!
Hilda Conkling Poplars The poplars bow forward and back;
Hilda Conkling Poppy Oh big red poppy you look stern and sturdy,
Hilda Conkling Purple Asters It isn't alone the asters in my garden,
Hilda Conkling Rambler Rose Rambler Rose in great clusters
Hilda Conkling Red Cross Song When I heard the bees humming in the hive
Hilda Conkling Red Moon The red moon comes out in the night.
Hilda Conkling Red Rooster Red rooster in your gray coop
Hilda Conkling Red-Cap Moss Have you seen red-cap moss
Hilda Conkling Rolling In of the Wave It was night when the sky was dark blue
Hilda Conkling Rose-Moss Little Rose-moss beside the stone,
Hilda Conkling Rose-Petal Petal with rosy cheeks, petal with thoughts of your own,
Hilda Conkling Sea-Gull From a yellow strip of sand I watch a gull go by.
Hilda Conkling Seagarde I will return to you O stillest and dearest,
Hilda Conkling Shady Bronn When the clouds come deep against the sky
Hilda Conkling Shiny Brook Oh, shiny brook, I watch you on your way to the sea,
Hilda Conkling Short Story I found the gold on the hill; I found the hid gold!
Hilda Conkling Siegfried "Siegfried, hear us! Give us back the ring!"
Hilda Conkling Silverhorn It is out in the mountains I find him
Hilda Conkling Snow-Capped Mountain Snow-capped mountain, so white, so tall
Hilda Conkling Snowflake Song Snowflakes come in fleets like ships over the sea.
Hilda Conkling Snowstorm Snowflakes are dancing. They run down out of heaven.
Hilda Conkling Song A scarlet bird went sailing away through the wood
Hilda Conkling Song for a Play Soldier drop that golden spear!
Hilda Conkling Sparkle Sparkle up, little tired flower
Hilda Conkling Sparkling Drop of Water The sun shone, All was still. The sun made one sparkle in one drop
Hilda Conkling Spring Song I love daffodils. I love Narcissus when he bends his head.
Hilda Conkling Summer-Day Song Wild birds fly over me. I am not the blue curtain overhead
Hilda Conkling Sun Flowers Sun-flowers, stop growing! If you touch the sky where those clouds are passing
Hilda Conkling Sunset Once upon a time at evening-light
Hilda Conkling Tell Me Tell me quiet things when it is shadowy:
Hilda Conkling Theatre-Song Eagles were flying over the sky
Hilda Conkling A Thing Forgotten White owl is not gloomy;
Hilda Conkling Thoughts My thoughts keep going far away
Hilda Conkling Three Loves Angel-love, Fairy-love, Wave-love, Which will you choose?
Hilda Conkling Three Thoughts of My Heart As I was straying by the forest brook
Hilda Conkling Thunder Shower The dark cloud raged. Gone was the morning light.
Hilda Conkling The Tower and the Falcon There was a tower, once, in a London street.
Hilda Conkling Treasure Robbers carry a treasure into a field of wheat.
Hilda Conkling Tree-Toad Tree-toad is a small gray person
Hilda Conkling Two Pictures—Gorgeous Blue Mountain I see a great mountain stand among clouds;
Hilda Conkling Two Songs The birds came to tell Siegfried a story
Hilda Conkling Velvets This pansy has a thinking face
Hilda Conkling Venice Bridge Away back in an old city I saw a bridge.
Hilda Conkling Water The world turns softly not to spill its lakes and rivers.
Hilda Conkling Weather Weather is the answer when I can't go out into flowery places
Hilda Conkling The White Cloud There are many clouds but not like the one I see
Hilda Conkling Will You Love Me? Will you love me to-morrow after next?
Hilda Conkling Wrinkling Oh wrinkling star, wrinkling up so wise
Hilda Conkling Yellow Summer-Throat Yellow summer-throat sat singing in a bending spray of willow tree.
Henry Constable On the Death of Sir Philip Sidney Give pardon, blesséd soul, to my bold cries
Eliza Cook The Christmas Holly The holly! the holly! oh, twine it with bay
Eliza Cook King Bruce King Bruce of Scotland flung himself down
Susan Coolidge How the Leaves Came Down "I'll tell you how the leaves came down
George Cooper Come, Little Leaves "Come, little leaves," said the wind one day
George Cooper October's Party October gave a party; the leaves by hundreds came
George Cooper The Wonderful Weaver There's a wonderful weaver high up in the air
Barry Cornwall The Sea The sea! the sea! the open sea!
Barry Cornwall The Sea The sea! the sea! the open sea!
William Cowper Beau's Reply Sir, when I flew to seize the bird in spite of your command
William Cowper The Cricket Little inmate, full of mirth, chirping on my kitchen hearth
William Cowper The Diverting History of John Gilpin John Gilpin was a citizen, of credit and renown,
William Cowper Epitaph on a Hare Here lies, whom hound did ne'er pursue,
William Cowper Light Shining Out of Darkness God moves in a mysterious way
William Cowper The Nightingale and the Glow-Worm A nightingale, that all day long
William Cowper On a Spaniel, Called Beau, Killing a Young Bird A Spaniel, Beau, that fares like you, well fed, and at his ease,
William Cowper The Solitude of Alexander Selkirk I am monarch of all I survey
Frances Crosby A Serenade for New Year's Eve 'Tis midnight and nature is sunk to repose
Allan Cunningham A Wet Sheet and a Flowing Sea A wet sheet and a flowing sea, a wind that follows fast
Samuel Daniel Beauty, Time, and Love
Sonnet I
Fair is my Love and cruel as she's fair
Samuel Daniel Beauty, Time, and Love
Sonnet II
My spotless love hovers with purest wings
Samuel Daniel Beauty, Time, and Love
Sonnet III
And yet I cannot reprehend the flight
Samuel Daniel Beauty, Time, and Love
Sonnet IV
When men shall find thy flow'r, thy glory, pass
Samuel Daniel Beauty, Time, and Love
Sonnet V
Beauty, sweet Love, is like the morning dew
Samuel Daniel Beauty, Time, and Love
Sonnet VI
I must not grieve my Love, whose eyes would read
Samuel Daniel Beauty, Time, and Love
Sonnet VII
Let others sing of Knights and Paladines
Samuel Daniel Love Is a Sickness Love is a sickness full of woes, all remedies refusing
Samuel Daniel Ulysses and the Siren Come, worthy Greek! Ulysses, come
William H. Davies Leisure What is this life if, full of care
William H. Davies Nature's Friend Say what you like, all things love me!
Sydney Dayre Remorse I killed a robin. The little thing,
Walter de la Mare The Little Green Orchard Some one is always sitting there in the little green orchard
Walter de la Mare All But Blind All but blind in his chambered hole gropes for worms the four-clawed Mole
Walter de la Mare Alone A very old woman lives in yon house.
Walter de la Mare The Bees' Song Thousandz of thornz there be
Walter de la Mare Berries There was an old woman went blackberry picking
Walter de la Mare Bunches of Grapes "Bunches of grapes," says Timothy:
Walter de la Mare The Children of Stare Winter is fallen early on the house of Stare
Walter de la Mare Come! From an island of the sea sounds a voice that summons me
Walter de la Mare The Cupboard I know a little cupboard with a teeny tiny key
Walter de la Mare Dream Song Sunlight, moonlight, twilight, starlight
Walter de la Mare Earth Folk The cat she walks on padded claws
Walter de la Mare Five Eyes In Hans' old Mill his three black cats
Walter de la Mare The Glimpse Art thou asleep? or have thy wings
Walter de la Mare Hide and Seek Hide and seek, says the Wind
Walter de la Mare The Horseman I heard a horseman ride over the hill
Walter de la Mare I Can't Abear I can't abear a Butcher I can't abide his meat
Walter de la Mare In Vain I knocked upon thy door ajar
Walter de la Mare Jim Jay Do diddle di do, Poor Jim Jay
Walter de la Mare King David King David was a sorrowful man
Walter de la Mare The Little Bird My dear Daddie bought a mansion
Walter de la Mare Many a Mickle A little sound—only a little, a little
Walter de la Mare Mrs. Earth Mrs. Earth makes silver black
Walter de la Mare Nicholas Nye Thistle and darnell and dock grew there
Walter de la Mare Nobody Knows Often I've heard the Wind sigh by the ivied orchard wall
Walter de la Mare Nod Softly along the road of evening
Walter de la Mare November There is wind where the rose was
Walter de la Mare Off the Ground Three jolly Farmers, once bet a pound
Walter de la Mare The Old House A very, very old house I know
Walter de la Mare Remembrance The sky was like a waterdrop
Walter de la Mare The Ruin When the last colours of the day
Walter de la Mare The Scribe What lovely things thy hand hath made
Walter de la Mare Shadow Even the beauty of the rose doth cast
Walter de la Mare Silver Slowly, silently, now the moon
Walter de la Mare Some One Some one came knocking at my wee, small door;
Walter de la Mare Song of Enchantment A Song of Enchantment I sang me there, in a green—green wood, by waters fair
Walter de la Mare The Song of Finis At the edge of All the Ages a Knight sate on his steed
Walter de la Mare The Song of Shadows Sweep thy faint Strings, Musician
Walter de la Mare The Song of the Mad Prince Who said, 'Peacock Pie?' the old King to the sparrow
Walter de la Mare The Song of the Secret Where is beauty? Gone, gone:
Walter de la Mare The Song of the Soldiers As I sat musing by the frozen dyke,
Walter de la Mare Summer Evening The sandy cat by the Farmer's chair
Walter de la Mare Tired Tim Poor Tired Tim! It's sad for him.
Walter de la Mare Tom's Little Dog Tom told his dog called Tim to beg
Walter de la Mare Trees Of all the trees in England
Walter de la Mare The Universe I heard a little child beneath the stars
Walter de la Mare Unstooping Low on his fours the Lion treads with the surly Bear
Walter de la Mare Up and Down Down the Hill of Ludgate. Up the Hill of Fleet,
Walter de la Mare Voices Who is it calling by the darkened river
Walter de la Mare Wanderers Wide are the meadows of night
Walter de la Mare A Widow's Weeds A poor old Widow in her weeds sowed her garden with wild-flower seeds
Walter de la Mare Will Ever? Will he ever be weary of wandering, the flaming sun?
Walter de la Mare The Window Behind the blinds I sit and watch
Bernard De La Monnoye Patapan Willie, take your little drum
Claude Joseph Rouget de Lisle The Marseillaise Ye sons of France, awake to glory!
Thomas Dekker A Cradle Song Golden slumbers kiss your eyes
Margaret Deland The Christmas Silence Hushed are the pigeons cooing low on dusty rafters of the loft
Margaret Deland The Fairies' Shopping Where do you think the Fairies go to buy their blankets ere the snow?
Margaret Deland The Waits At the break of Christmas Day, through the frosty starlight ringing
Charles Dickens The Ivy Green O, a dainty plant is the ivy green
Emily Dickinson As Children Bid the Guest Goodnight As children bid the guest good-night, and then reluctant turn,
Emily Dickinson Autumn The morns are meeker than they were,
Emily Dickinson Beclouded The sky is low, the clouds are mean,
Emily Dickinson The Bee Is Not Afraid of Me The bee is not afraid of me, I know the butterfly;
Emily Dickinson A Bird Came Down the Walk A bird came down the walk: he did not know I saw
Emily Dickinson A Book There is no frigate like a book
Emily Dickinson The Brain Is Wider Than the Sky The Brain—is wider than the Sky—For—put them side by side
Emily Dickinson The Butterfly's Day From Cocoon forth a Butterfly, as Lady from her Door.
Emily Dickinson Dawn Not knowing when the dawn will come
Emily Dickinson A Day I'll tell you how the sun rose,
Emily Dickinson The Duties of the Wind are Few The duties of the Wind are few—
Emily Dickinson The Evening The cricket sang, and set the sun,
Emily Dickinson Forbidden Fruit (2) Heaven is what I cannot reach!
Emily Dickinson Forever Forever—is composed of Nows—
Emily Dickinson Fringed Gentian God made a little gentian;
Emily Dickinson The Grass The grass so little has to do,
Emily Dickinson Have You Got a Brook in Your Little Heart Have you got a brook in your little heart,
Emily Dickinson Hope Hope is the thing with feathers
Emily Dickinson How Still the Bells in Steeples Stand How still the bells in steeples stand,
Emily Dickinson The Hummingbird A route of evanescence
Emily Dickinson I Never Saw a Moor I never saw a moor, I never saw the sea;
Emily Dickinson I'm Nobody! Who Are You? I'm nobody! Who are you? Are you nobody, too?
Emily Dickinson If I Can Stop One Heart from Breaking If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain;
Emily Dickinson Indian Summer These are the days when birds come back,
Emily Dickinson It Might Be Lonelier It might be lonelier without the Loneliness—
Emily Dickinson It Was a Quiet Way It was a quiet way—He asked if I was his—
Emily Dickinson The Lost Jewel I held a jewel in my fingers
Emily Dickinson May-Flower Pink, small, and punctual,
Emily Dickinson The Moon The moon was but a chin of gold
Emily Dickinson My Period Had Come for Prayer My period had come for Prayer—No other Art—would do—
Emily Dickinson Nature Is What We See Nature is what we see, The Hill, the Afternoon
Emily Dickinson Old-Fashioned Arcturis is his other name,
Emily Dickinson Out of the Morning Will there really be a morning?
Emily Dickinson The Pedigree of Honey The pedigree of honey, does not concern the bee;
Emily Dickinson Perhaps You'd Like To Buy a Flower Perhaps you'd like to buy a flower? But I could never sell.
Emily Dickinson Precious Words He ate and drank the precious words
Emily Dickinson Proof That I did always love, I bring thee proof
Emily Dickinson The Railway Train I like to see it lap the miles,
Emily Dickinson The Robin Is the One The robin is the one, that interrupts the morn
Emily Dickinson The Saddest Noise, the Sweetest Noise The saddest noise, the sweetest noise,
Emily Dickinson The Sea An everywhere of silver,
Emily Dickinson A Service of Song Some keep the Sabbath going to church;
Emily Dickinson A Slash of Blue A slash of Blue—A sweep of Gray
Emily Dickinson The Sleeping Flowers "Whose are the little beds," I asked
Emily Dickinson The Snake A narrow fellow in the grass
Emily Dickinson The Snow It sifts from leaden sieves,
Emily Dickinson Summer Shower A drop fell on the apple tree,
Emily Dickinson Sweet Is the Swamp with Its Secrets Sweet is the swamp with its secrets,
Emily Dickinson This Is My Letter to the World This is my letter to the world, that never wrote to me,
Emily Dickinson A Thunder-Storm The wind begun to rock the grass
Emily Dickinson To March Dear March, come in!
Emily Dickinson What I Can Do What I can do—I will—
Emily Dickinson Who Has Not Found the Heaven Below Who has not found the heaven below, will fail of it above.
Emily Dickinson The Wind's Visit The wind tapped like a tired man,
Emily Dickinson The Woodpecker His bill an auger is,
Emily Dickinson A Word A word is dead, when it is said,
Sydney Dobell A Chanted Calendar First came the primrose, on the bank high,
Mary Mapes Dodge Birdies with Broken Wings Birdies with broken wings, hide from each other
Mary Mapes Dodge The Frost King Oho! have you seen the Frost King, a-marching up the hill?
Mary Mapes Dodge The Glad New Year It's coming, boys, it's almost here
Mary Mapes Dodge Nearly Ready In the snowing and the blowing, in the cruel sleet
Mary Mapes Dodge Night and Day When I run about all day
Mary Mapes Dodge Now the Noisy Winds Are Still Now the noisy winds are still
Mary Mapes Dodge An Offertory Oh, the beauty of the Christ Child
Mary Mapes Dodge Snowflakes Whenever a snowflake leaves the sky
Alfred Domett A Christmas Hymn It was the calm and silent night!
Marian Douglas A Good Thanksgiving Said Old Gentleman Gay, "On a Thanksgiving Day,
Marian Douglas Little Sorrow Among the thistles on the hill, in tears, sat little Sorrow
Marian Douglas The Song of the Busy Bee Buzz! buzz! buzz! This is the song of the bee.
William Douglas Annie Laurie Maxwelton braes are bonnie where early fa's the dew
Joseph Rodman Drake The American Flag When Freedom from her mountain height
Joseph Rodman Drake Fairy Dawn 'Tis the hour of fairy ban and spell
Joseph Rodman Drake A Fairy in Armor He put his acorn helmet on
Joseph Rodman Drake Song from "The Culprit Fay" Ouphe and Goblin! Imp and Sprite!
Michael Drayton Agincourt Fair stood the wind for France
Michael Drayton The Parting Since there 's no help, come let us kiss and part—
Michael Drayton Pigwiggen Arms Himself He quickly arms him for the field
Michael Drayton Sirena Near to the silver Trent Sirena dwelleth
Michael Drayton To His Coy Love I pray thee, leave, love me no more
Michael Drayton To the Virginian Voyage You brave heroic minds worthy your country's name
Eileen Duggan Juniper Who does not love the juniper tree?
Paul Laurence Dunbar Absence Good-night, my love, for I have dreamed of thee
Paul Laurence Dunbar Accountability Folks ain't got no right to censuah othah folks about dey habits
Paul Laurence Dunbar After a Visit I be'n down in ole Kentucky
Paul Laurence Dunbar After the Quarrel So we, who've supped the self-same cup
Paul Laurence Dunbar After While I think that though the clouds be dark
Paul Laurence Dunbar Alice Know you, winds that blow your course
Paul Laurence Dunbar An Ante-Bellum Sermon We is gathahed hyeah, my brothahs
Paul Laurence Dunbar Ballad I know my love is true, and oh the day is fair
Paul Laurence Dunbar A Banjo Song Oh, dere's lots o' keer an' trouble
Paul Laurence Dunbar Beyond the Years Beyond the years the answer lies
Paul Laurence Dunbar A Border Ballad Oh, I haven't got long to live, for we all
Paul Laurence Dunbar By the Stream By the stream I dream in calm delight, and watch as in a glass
Paul Laurence Dunbar The Change Has Come The change has come, and Helen sleeps
Paul Laurence Dunbar Changing Time The cloud looked in at the window
Paul Laurence Dunbar A Choice They please me not—these solemn songs
Paul Laurence Dunbar The Colored Soldiers If the muse were mine to tempt it
Paul Laurence Dunbar Columbian Ode Four hundred years ago a tangled waste
Paul Laurence Dunbar Comparison The sky of brightest gray seems dark
Paul Laurence Dunbar Compensation Because I had loved so deeply
Paul Laurence Dunbar A Confidence Uncle John, he makes me tired
Paul Laurence Dunbar Conscience and Remorse "Good-bye," I said to my conscience
Paul Laurence Dunbar A Coquette Conquered Yes, my ha't's ez ha'd ez stone
Paul Laurence Dunbar The Corn-Stalk Fiddle When the corn's all cut and the bright stalks shine
Paul Laurence Dunbar Curtain Villain shows his indiscretion
Paul Laurence Dunbar Dawn An angel, robed in spotless white
Paul Laurence Dunbar Deacon Jones' Grievance I've been watchin' of 'em, parson
Paul Laurence Dunbar Dead knock is at her door, but she is weak
Paul Laurence Dunbar The Delinquent Goo'-by, Jinks, I got to hump
Paul Laurence Dunbar The Deserted Plantation Oh, de grubbin'-hoe's a-rustin' in de co'nah
Paul Laurence Dunbar The Dilettante: A Modern Type He scribbles some in prose and verse
Paul Laurence Dunbar Dinah Kneading Dough I have seen full many a sight
Paul Laurence Dunbar Dirge Place this bunch of mignonette
Paul Laurence Dunbar Disappointed An old man planted and dug and tended
Paul Laurence Dunbar Discovered Seen you down at chu'ch las' night
Paul Laurence Dunbar Dreams What dreams we have and how they fly
Paul Laurence Dunbar A Drowsy Day The air is dark, the sky is gray
Paul Laurence Dunbar An Easy-Goin' Feller Ther' ain't no use in all this strife
Paul Laurence Dunbar Ere Sleep Comes Down To Soothe the Weary Eyes Ere sleep comes down to soothe the weary eyes, which all the day with ceaseless care have sought
Paul Laurence Dunbar Frederick Douglass A hush is over all the teeming lists
Paul Laurence Dunbar Good-Night The lark is silent in his nest
Paul Laurence Dunbar Growin' Gray Hello, ole man, you're a-gittin' gray
Paul Laurence Dunbar He Had His Dream He had his dream, and all through life, worked up to it through toil and strife
Paul Laurence Dunbar Hymn When storms arise and dark'ning skies
Paul Laurence Dunbar If If life were but a dream, my Love
Paul Laurence Dunbar Ione Ah, yes, 'tis sweet still to remember
Paul Laurence Dunbar Keep A-Pluggin' Away I've a humble little motto that is homely, though it's true
Paul Laurence Dunbar The Lawyers' Ways I've been list'nin' to them lawyers in the court house up the street
Paul Laurence Dunbar The Lesson My cot was down by a cypress grove
Paul Laurence Dunbar Life A crust of bread and a corner to sleep in
Paul Laurence Dunbar Lonesome Mother's gone a-visitin' to spend a month er two
Paul Laurence Dunbar Longing If you could sit with me beside the sea to-day
Paul Laurence Dunbar The Lover and the Moon A lover whom duty called over the wave
Paul Laurence Dunbar The Master-Player An old worn harp that had been played
Paul Laurence Dunbar The Meadow Lark Though the winds be dank and the sky be sober
Paul Laurence Dunbar Melancholia Silently without my window, tapping gently at the pane
Paul Laurence Dunbar Merry Autumn It's all a farce,—these tales they tell
Paul Laurence Dunbar Morning The mist has left the greening plain
Paul Laurence Dunbar My Corn-Cob Pipe Men may sing of their Havanas, elevating to the stars
Paul Laurence Dunbar The Mystery I was not; now I am—a few days hence
Paul Laurence Dunbar Nature and Art The young queen Nature, ever sweet and fair
Paul Laurence Dunbar Night of Love The moon has left the sky, love
Paul Laurence Dunbar Nora: A Serenade Ah, Nora, my Nora, the light fades away
Paul Laurence Dunbar Not They Who Soar Not they who soar, but they who plod
Paul Laurence Dunbar October October is the treasurer of the year
Paul Laurence Dunbar Ode for Memorial Day Done are the toils and the wearisome marches
Paul Laurence Dunbar Ode to Ethiopia O Mother Race! to thee I bring
Paul Laurence Dunbar The Ol' Tunes You kin talk about yer anthems
Paul Laurence Dunbar The Old Apple-Tree There's a memory keeps a-runnin' through my weary head to-night
Paul Laurence Dunbar One Life Oh, I am hurt to death, my Love
Paul Laurence Dunbar Opportunity Granny's gone a-visitin', seen her git her shawl
Paul Laurence Dunbar The Party Dey had a gread big pahty down to Tom's de othah night
Paul Laurence Dunbar Passion and Love A maiden wept and, as a comforter
Paul Laurence Dunbar The Path There are no beaten paths to Glory's height
Paul Laurence Dunbar Phyllis Phyllis, ah, Phyllis, my life is a gray day
Paul Laurence Dunbar The Poet and His Song A song is but a little thing
Paul Laurence Dunbar A Prayer O Lord, the hard-won miles have worn my stumbling feet
Paul Laurence Dunbar Premonition Dear heart, good-night! Nay, list awhile that sweet voice singing
Paul Laurence Dunbar Preparation The little bird sits in the nest and sings
Paul Laurence Dunbar Promise I grew a rose within a garden fair
Paul Laurence Dunbar Rain-Songs The rain streams down like harp-strings from the sky
Paul Laurence Dunbar Religion I am no priest of crooks nor creeds
Paul Laurence Dunbar Retort "Thou art a fool," said my head to my heart
Paul Laurence Dunbar Retrospection When you and I were young, the days
Paul Laurence Dunbar Riding to Town When labor is light and the morning is fair
Paul Laurence Dunbar Right's Security What if the wind do howl without
Paul Laurence Dunbar The Rising of the Storm The lake's dark breast is all unrest
Paul Laurence Dunbar The Rivals 'Twas three an' thirty year ago
Paul Laurence Dunbar The Secret What says the wind to the waving trees?
Paul Laurence Dunbar The Seedling As a quiet little seedling lay within its darksome bed
Paul Laurence Dunbar Ships That Pass in the Night Out in the sky the great dark clouds are massing
Paul Laurence Dunbar Signs of the Times Air a-gittin' cool an' coolah
Paul Laurence Dunbar Song My heart to thy heart, my hand to thine
Paul Laurence Dunbar The Song My soul, lost in the music's mist
Paul Laurence Dunbar Song of Summer Dis is gospel weathah sho'
Paul Laurence Dunbar The Sparrow A little bird, with plumage brown
Paul Laurence Dunbar Speakin' o' Christmas Breezes blowin' middlin' brisk
Paul Laurence Dunbar The Spellin'-Bee I never shall furgit that night when father hitched up Dobbin
Paul Laurence Dunbar Spring Song A blue-bell springs upon the ledge
Paul Laurence Dunbar A Summer's Night The night is dewy as a maiden's mouth
Paul Laurence Dunbar Sunset The river sleeps beneath the sky
Paul Laurence Dunbar Sympathy I know what the caged bird feels, alas!
Paul Laurence Dunbar To Louise Oh, the poets may sing of their Lady Irenes
Paul Laurence Dunbar To the Memory of Mary Young God has his plans, and what if we
Paul Laurence Dunbar Two Songs A bee that was searching for sweets one day
Paul Laurence Dunbar Unexpressed Deep in my heart that aches with the repression
Paul Laurence Dunbar We Wear the Mask We wear the mask that grins and lies
Paul Laurence Dunbar When de Co'n Pone's Hot Dey is times in life when Nature seems to slip a cog an' go
Paul Laurence Dunbar When Malindy Sings G'way an' quit dat noise, Miss Lucy
Paul Laurence Dunbar Whittier Not o'er thy dust let there be spent
Paul Laurence Dunbar Why Fades a Dream? Why fades a dream? An iridescent ray
Paul Laurence Dunbar The Wind and the Sea I stood by the shore at the death of day
Paul Laurence Dunbar The Wooing A youth went faring up and down
William Dunbar In Honour of the City of London London, thou art of townes A per se.
William Dunbar Lament for the Makers I that in heill was and gladnéss
William Dunbar On the Nativity of Christ Rorate coeli desuper! Hevins, distil your balmy schouris!
William Dunbar To a Lady Sweet rois of vertew and of gentilness
Harriet Whitney Durbin A Little Dutch Garden I passed by a garden, a little Dutch garden
Edward Dyer Contentment My mind to me a kingdom is
Richard Edwardes Amantium Irae In going to my naked bed as one that would have slept
M. Betham Edwards A Child's Prayer God make my life a little light,
George Eliot The Choir Invisible O, may I join the choir invisible of those immortal dead who live again
George Eliot The Choir Invisible O, may I join the choir invisible of those immortal dead who live again
George Eliot Spring Song Spring comes hither, buds the rose
Ralph Waldo Emerson April and May April cold with dropping rain
Ralph Waldo Emerson The Bell I love thy music, mellow bell
Ralph Waldo Emerson Concord Hymn By the rude bridge that arched the flood,
Ralph Waldo Emerson The Day's Ration When I was born, from all the seas of strength Fate filled a chalice
Ralph Waldo Emerson Days Daughters of Time, the hypocritic Days
Ralph Waldo Emerson Duty So nigh is grandeur to our dust,
Ralph Waldo Emerson Each and All Little thinks, in the field, yon red-cloaked clown
Ralph Waldo Emerson A Fable The mountain and the squirrel had a quarrel
Ralph Waldo Emerson Forbearance Hast thou named all the birds without a gun?
Ralph Waldo Emerson Give All to Love Give all to love; obey thy heart
Ralph Waldo Emerson Hymn We love the venerable house
Ralph Waldo Emerson The Mountain and the Squirrel The mountain and the squirrel had a quarrel
Ralph Waldo Emerson Music Let me go where'er I will
Ralph Waldo Emerson My Garden If I could put my woods in song
Ralph Waldo Emerson The Problem I like a church; I like a cowl
Ralph Waldo Emerson The Rhodora In May, when sea-winds pierced our solitudes, I found the fresh Rhodora in the woods
Ralph Waldo Emerson Sea-Shore I heard or seemed to hear the chiding Sea
Ralph Waldo Emerson The Snow-Storm Announced by all the trumpets of the sky
Ralph Waldo Emerson From The Snow-Storm Announced by all the trumpets of the sky
Ralph Waldo Emerson The Sphinx The Sphinx is drowsy, her wings are furled
Ralph Waldo Emerson Tact What boots it, thy virtue, what profit thy parts
Ralph Waldo Emerson Threnody The south wind brings life, sunshine, and desire
Ralph Waldo Emerson The Titmouse You shall not be overbold
Ralph Waldo Emerson From The Titmouse Piped a tiny voice hard by, gay and polite, a cheerful cry
Ralph Waldo Emerson To Ellen, At the South The green grass is bowing
Ralph Waldo Emerson Uriel It fell in the ancient periods which the brooding soul surveys
Ralph Waldo Emerson Woodnotes 'Twas one of the charméd days
Juliana Horatia Ewing Big Smith Are you a Giant, great big man, or is your real name Smith?
Juliana Horatia Ewing The Burial of the Linnet Found in the garden dead in his beauty—
Juliana Horatia Ewing For Good Luck Little Kings and Queens of the May
Juliana Horatia Ewing A Friend in the Garden He is not John the gardener
Juliana Horatia Ewing The Willow Man There once was a Willow, and he was very old
Eleanor Farjeon The Night Will Never Stay The night will never stay, the night will still go by
John Farrar Bundles A bundle is a funny thing
James Ferguson Auld Daddy Darkness Auld Daddy Darkness creeps frae his hole
Eugene Field The Bottle-Tree A Bottle-Tree bloometh in Winkyway land
Eugene Field Buttercup, Poppy, Forget-Me-Not Buttercup, Poppy, Forget-Me-Not—these three bloomed in a garden spot
Eugene Field Child and Mother O Mother-my-love, if you'll give me your hand
Eugene Field Christmas Hymn Sing, Christmas bells!
Eugene Field Christmas Song Why do bells for Christmas ring?
Eugene Field Contentment Once on a time an old red hen
Eugene Field The Dinky Bird In an ocean, 'way out yonder (As all sapinet people know)
Eugene Field The Drum I'm a beautiful red, red drum
Eugene Field The Duel The gingham dog and the calico cat
Eugene Field Fairy and Child Oh, listen, little Dear-My-Soul
Eugene Field "Fiddle-Dee-Dee" There once was a bird that lived up in a tree
Eugene Field The Fly-Away Horse Oh, a wonderful horse is the Fly-Away Horse
Eugene Field Ganderfeather's Gift I was just a little thing
Eugene Field Garden and Cradle When our babe he goeth walking in his garden
Eugene Field Good-Children Street There's a dear little home in Good-Children street
Eugene Field The Hawthorne Children The Hawthorne children—seven in all—are famous friends of mine
Eugene Field Heigho, My Dearie Moonbeam floateth from the skies
Eugene Field Hi–Spy Strange that the city thoroughfare
Eugene Field In the Firelight The fire upon the hearth is low
Eugene Field Inscription for My Little Son's Silver Plate When thou dost eat from off this plate
Eugene Field Jest 'fore Christmas Father calls me William, sister calls me Will
Eugene Field Krinken Krinken was a little child,—It was summer when he smiled.
Eugene Field Lady Button Eyes When the busy day is done
Eugene Field Little Blue Pigeon Sleep, little pigeon, and fold your wings
Eugene Field Little Boy Blue The little toy dog is covered with dust
Eugene Field Little Homer's Slate After dear old grandma died
Eugene Field Little Mistress Sans-Merci Little Mistress Sans-Merci fareth world-wide, fancy free
Eugene Field Little Oh-Dear See, what a wonderful garden is here
Eugene Field The Naughty Doll My dolly is a dreadful care
Eugene Field The Night Wind Have you ever heard the wind go "Yooooo?"
Eugene Field Nightfall in Dordrecht The mill goes toiling slowly around with steady and solemn creak
Eugene Field Norse Lullaby The sky is dark and the hills are white
Eugene Field Over the Hills and Far Away Over the hills and far away a little boy steals from his morning play
Eugene Field Pittypat and Tippytoe All day long they come and go—Pittypat and Tippytoe
Eugene Field The Ride to Bumpville Play that my knee was a calico mare
Eugene Field The Rock-a-By Lady The Rock-a-By Lady from Hushaby Street comes stealing; comes creeping
Eugene Field Seein' Things I ain't afeard uv snakes, or toads, or bugs, or worms, or mice
Eugene Field Shuffle-Shoon and Amber-Locks Shuffle-Shoon and Amber-Locks sit together, building blocks
Eugene Field The Shut-Eye Train Come, my little one, with me!
Eugene Field So, So, Rockabye So So, so, rock-a-by so! Off to the garden where dreamikins grow
Eugene Field The Sugar-Plum Tree Have you ever heard of the Sugar-Plum Tree?
Eugene Field Teeny Weeny Every evening, after tea
Eugene Field Telling the Bees Out of the house where the slumberer lay
Eugene Field Wynken, Blynken, and Nod Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night sailed off in a wooden shoe
Rachel Lyman Field Almost There are things you almost see in the woods of evening
Rachel Lyman Field The Animal Store If I had a hundred dollars to spend
Rachel Lyman Field At the Bank All that I can ever see even when I stand
Rachel Lyman Field At the Theater The sun was bright when we went in
Rachel Lyman Field Aunt Emmeline She's aunt to nearly half the town
Rachel Lyman Field Barefoot Days In the morning, very early
Rachel Lyman Field The Blind Man The Blind Man on our corner
Rachel Lyman Field Blue There at the old wood's edge I saw a bluebird fly
Rachel Lyman Field Blue Flowers Violets in April, forget-me-nots in May
Rachel Lyman Field Burning Leaves Whenever leaves are burning and the blue and bitter smoke
Rachel Lyman Field Captain Enoch Captain Enoch is small and spare
Rachel Lyman Field Captain Jim There's not a man along the wharves
Rachel Lyman Field The Catbird Orchard, meadow and garden through
Rachel Lyman Field Checkerberries Checkerberries, people call them
Rachel Lyman Field Chestnut Stands Oh, every fall the chestnut men
Rachel Lyman Field The China Dog He lives by himself in a shelf in our hall
Rachel Lyman Field City Lights Into the endless dark the lights of the buildings shine
Rachel Lyman Field City Rain Rain in the city! I love to see it fall
Rachel Lyman Field The Cobbler's Shoes on counter, bench and shelf
Rachel Lyman Field The Cranberry Pool In the Pool at Cranberry not a root or pointed tree
Rachel Lyman Field Cranberry Road I'd like to be walking the Cranberry Road
Rachel Lyman Field The Cuckoo-Clock Shop You can't see Time, but if you go
Rachel Lyman Field Curly Hair She must have curly thoughts, I know
Rachel Lyman Field Dancing I cannot dance in a stuffy room to the music of a ball
Rachel Lyman Field The Dancing Bear Slowly he turns himself round and round
Rachel Lyman Field Doorbells You never know with a doorbell who may be ringing it
Rachel Lyman Field The Elf Tree Whenever I pass a gnarly tree
Rachel Lyman Field The Elfin Organ-Grinder He travels the winding roads of Elfland
Rachel Lyman Field Elves and Apple Trees Elves love best of all to run
Rachel Lyman Field Elves, Go Fetch Your Lanterns Elves, go fetch your lanterns: light up every pine cone
Rachel Lyman Field Fairy Buttons Underneath the moss and the brown pine needles
Rachel Lyman Field Familiarity Those who live by the sea too familiar grow with the changing ways of it
Rachel Lyman Field Fir Trees Little green, green fir trees, trooping down the headlands
Rachel Lyman Field A Fire Why does a fire eat big sticks of wood?
Rachel Lyman Field The Florist Shop Florist shops are beautiful
Rachel Lyman Field The Flower-Cart Man When it's just past April
Rachel Lyman Field Fog Fog is over the mountain-tops
Rachel Lyman Field For Christmas Now not a window big or small
Rachel Lyman Field Freckles Jane's hair is gold as a daffodil
Rachel Lyman Field General Store Someday I'm going to have a store
Rachel Lyman Field Good Green Bus Rumbling and rattly good green Bus
Rachel Lyman Field The Grass Island The little grass island I call my own
Rachel Lyman Field Great-Uncle Willie High on our dining-room wall, smiling and little and neat
Rachel Lyman Field The Green Fiddler As I came over the humpbacked hill
Rachel Lyman Field Gypsies Last night the gypsies came—nobody knows from where
Rachel Lyman Field Half Past Eight Creaking stairs and bed for me
Rachel Lyman Field Harebell Time Oh, I laid me down in the meadow grass
Rachel Lyman Field Harebells What do harebells see out in the brown moor grass?
Rachel Lyman Field The Hills Sometimes I think the hills that loom across the harbor
Rachel Lyman Field A House I Know Under the looming hills stands a house I know
Rachel Lyman Field The House in the Woods Deep in the old pine woods where moss like a rug is spread
Rachel Lyman Field Houses I like old houses best, don't you?
Rachel Lyman Field I'd Like To Be a Lighthouse I'd like to be a lighthouse all scrubbed and painted white
Rachel Lyman Field The Ice-Cream Man When summer's in the city
Rachel Lyman Field If I Were a Tree If I were a little tree like you, instead of a child like me
Rachel Lyman Field If Once You Have Slept on an Island If once you have slept on an island you'll never be quite the same
Rachel Lyman Field In Holyrood Fifty pipers Queen Mary had with bonnet and kilt of Stuart plaid
Rachel Lyman Field In Praise of Dust Dust is such a pleasant thing— a soft gray kind of covering
Rachel Lyman Field In Spring By every doorway lilacs lean, tufts of bloom in a mist of green
Rachel Lyman Field In the Japanese Garden Someone is there, I know, in the Japanese garden
Rachel Lyman Field Islands All the islands have run away from the land which is their mother
Rachel Lyman Field The Kettledrums The horns were gay as a brook in spring
Rachel Lyman Field Kitty's Laugh When Kitty laughs it's just the way that ripples all begin
Rachel Lyman Field The Lamb "Jonathan Preble, agéd three
Rachel Lyman Field The Little Old Window This window is very old, they say
Rachel Lyman Field The Little Rose Every rose on the little tree is making a different face at me!
Rachel Lyman Field London Bridge "London Bridge is falling down," down, down, down
Rachel Lyman Field Loneliness The houses shine across the way, the sea is blue as yesterday
Rachel Lyman Field May in Cambridge How could I learn philosophy or read great books of history
Rachel Lyman Field Meeting As I went home on the old wood road
Rachel Lyman Field Merry-Go-Round Purple horses with orange manes, elephants pink and blue
Rachel Lyman Field Miss Lucinda's Garden Larkspur and lupin burn blue in the garden
Rachel Lyman Field The Mushroom Gatherers Into the woods behind the farm
Rachel Lyman Field My Inside-Self My Inside-Self and my Outside-Self are different as can be
Rachel Lyman Field Old Captains Old captains are best, especially
Rachel Lyman Field The Old Coach Road There's hardly a wheel rut left to show
Rachel Lyman Field Old Houses I think old houses are like Grandmothers
Rachel Lyman Field Old Man Cutter Old Man Cutter lives down by the shore
Rachel Lyman Field Old Man Schooner Old Man Schooner, where have you been?
Rachel Lyman Field The Old Postman There's an old postman that I know
Rachel Lyman Field The Old Schoolhouse It's years since a scholar climbed the hill
Rachel Lyman Field The Old Scotch Bagpiper Up the long gray streets, in the whirling snow
Rachel Lyman Field The Old Wharves I'm sorry for the old wharves
Rachel Lyman Field Parrots Whenever a parrot looks at me
Rachel Lyman Field Pasture Song Oh, for the beat of changing tides
Rachel Lyman Field Patchin Place In Patchin Place, in Patchin Place
Rachel Lyman Field The Peabody Bird Peabody!  Peabody!  Peabody!
Rachel Lyman Field The Piper I had a willow whistle, I piped it on the hill
Rachel Lyman Field The Playhouse Key This is the key to the playhouse in the woods by the pebbly shore
Rachel Lyman Field The Pointed People I don't know who they are, but when it's shadow time
Rachel Lyman Field The Pretzel Man The Pretzel Man has a little stand
Rachel Lyman Field Pushcart Row In rain or shine; in heat or snow
Rachel Lyman Field Queen Katharine of England Oh, had I lived in England then, most tender and most tragic Queen
Rachel Lyman Field The Quiet Child By day it's a very good girl am I
Rachel Lyman Field Rain in the City All the streets are a-shine with rain
Rachel Lyman Field Rainy Nights Always on rainy nights when my candle is blown out
Rachel Lyman Field Red Leaf Red leaf!  Red Leaf! What tree did you grow on—
Rachel Lyman Field Red-Capped Moss What Elf has left his cap behind?
Rachel Lyman Field Reminiscences These old brown shoes climbed Bubble Mountain
Rachel Lyman Field The Restless Balloon Gay balloon, round and blue
Rachel Lyman Field Roads A road might lead to anywhere—to harbor towns and quays
Rachel Lyman Field The Sampler A strange, strange thing it is to know my name was yours once long ago!
Rachel Lyman Field Sandwich Men There's something about Sandwich Men
Rachel Lyman Field Sandy Sawyer Strawberries grow for Sandy Sawyer
Rachel Lyman Field The Scissors-Grinder Over the road when Spring begins and fields drop green to the bay
Rachel Lyman Field The Secret Land Where the tallest tree trunks stand
Rachel Lyman Field September Now the unseen crickets sing
Rachel Lyman Field The Shadows Over the slopes of Sargent Mountain gallop the shadows like horse and hound
Rachel Lyman Field Skyscrapers Do skyscrapers ever grow tired of holding themselves up high?
Rachel Lyman Field Some People Isn't it strange some people make you feel so tired inside
Rachel Lyman Field Song for a Pasture There's a little island pasture that I know, know, know
Rachel Lyman Field The Stay-Ashores The sheets hung out on the roof to dry
Rachel Lyman Field Summer Afternoon "Little Anne! Little Anne! Where are you going
Rachel Lyman Field A Summer Morning I saw dawn creep across the sky, and all the gulls go flying by
Rachel Lyman Field Sunday Along this road the fir trees grow
Rachel Lyman Field Taking Root If I should sit the summer through
Rachel Lyman Field Taxis Ho, for taxis green or blue
Rachel Lyman Field This Is the Place This is the place where hills loom far
Rachel Lyman Field Thoughts Thoughts are so queer, you never know what they will be about
Rachel Lyman Field Thrushes The sweetest sound I ever heard was a thrush that sang to her baby bird
Rachel Lyman Field Tides The tide is high! The tide is high!
Rachel Lyman Field To See-Saw I shall never see you run through the orchard any more
Rachel Lyman Field Toadstool Town At the edge of the old fir wood
Rachel Lyman Field The Toy Shop Oh, the pleasantest place is Toy Village
Rachel Lyman Field The Traveller Dark are Lucinda's eyes
Rachel Lyman Field The Tree Toads Down by the old swamp road
Rachel Lyman Field Vegetables A carrot has a green fringed top
Rachel Lyman Field Venetian Beads My string of blue Venetian beads on Sundays I may wear
Rachel Lyman Field The Visitor Feather-footed and swift as a mouse
Rachel Lyman Field What? No More Witches in New York? What? No more witches in New York—when every night the sky
Rachel Lyman Field When We Went Gathering Cat-Tails When we went gathering cat-tails—Roger and Tip and I
Rachel Lyman Field When You Played Over the black keys and the white
Rachel Lyman Field Where? When winter nights are cold and black, and the wind walks by
Rachel Lyman Field Whistles I never even hear the boats that pass by day
Rachel Lyman Field White Birches Over the meadows the birchtrees gay
Rachel Lyman Field The Wind Be very polite to the Wind, my child
Rachel Lyman Field Wishing I stepped into a fairy ring
Rachel Lyman Field Wood-Strawberries I went to the wood where the strawberries grow
Rachel Lyman Field Woods Whenever the woods I walk among
James T. Fields The Captain's Daughter We were crowded in the cabin
Francis Miles Finch The Blue and the Gray By the flow of the inland river whence the fleets of iron have fled
Francis Miles Finch Nathan Hale To drum-beat and heart-beat a soldier marches by
Eliza Lee Follen The New Moon Dear mother, how pretty the moon looks to-night!
Elizabeth Lee Follen Kitty in the Basket "Where is my little basket gone? said Charlie boy one day.
Elizabeth Lee Follen Runaway Brook "Stop, stop, pretty water!"
Stephen Collins Foster My Old Kentucky Home The sun shines bright in the old Kentucky home
Stephen Collins Foster Old Folks at Home Way down upon de Swanee Ribber
Benjamin Franklin He Who Would Thrive He who would thrive, must rise at five;
Robert Frost After Apple-picking My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree
Robert Frost Birches When I see birches bend to left and right
Robert Frost Blueberries You ought to have seen what I saw on my way to the village, through Patterson's pasture to-day
Robert Frost Bond and Free Love has earth to which she clings
Robert Frost Brown's Descent Brown lived at such a lofty farm
Robert Frost Christmas Trees The city had withdrawn into itself
Robert Frost The Cow in Apple Time Something inspires the only cow of late
Robert Frost The Death of the Hired Man Mary sat musing on the lamp-flame at the table
Robert Frost The Exposed Nest You were forever finding some new play
Robert Frost Fire and Ice Some say the world will end in fire
Robert Frost Fragmentary Blue Why make so much of fragmentary blue
Robert Frost Ghost House I dwell in a lonely house I know
Robert Frost A Girl's Garden A neighbor of mine in the village
Robert Frost Going for Water The well was dry beside the door
Robert Frost Good Hours I had for my winter evening walk—
Robert Frost Good-by and Keep Cold This saying good-by on the edge of the dark
Robert Frost Hyla Brook By June our brook's run out of song and speed
Robert Frost In a Vale When I was young, we dwelt in a vale
Robert Frost In Equal Sacrifice Thus of old the Douglas did
Robert Frost In Hardwood Groves The same leaves over and over again!
Robert Frost Into My Own One of my wishes is that those dark trees
Robert Frost Mending Wall Something there is that doesn't love a wall
Robert Frost The Mountain The mountain held the town as in a shadow
Robert Frost Mowing There was never a sound beside the wood but one
Robert Frost My November Guest My Sorrow, when she's here with me
Robert Frost Now Close the Windows Now close the windows and hush all the fields
Robert Frost October O hushed October morning mild
Robert Frost The Oven-bird There is a singer everyone has heard
Robert Frost Pan with Us Pan came out of the woods one day—
Robert Frost The Pasture I'm going out to clean the pasture spring
Robert Frost A Patch of Old Snow There's a patch of old snow in a corner
Robert Frost Pea Brush I walked down alone Sunday after church
Robert Frost A Prayer in Spring Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers to-day
Robert Frost Reluctance Out through the fields and the woods
Robert Frost Revelation We make ourselves a place apart
Robert Frost The Road Not Taken Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
Robert Frost Rose Pogonias A saturated meadow
Robert Frost The Runaway Once when the snow of the year was beginning to fall
Robert Frost Stars How countlessly they congregate
Robert Frost Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening Whose woods these are I think I know
Robert Frost Storm Fear When the wind works against us in the dark
Robert Frost The Telephone "When I was just as far as I could walk
Robert Frost A Time To Talk When a friend calls to me from the road
Robert Frost To the Thawing Wind Come with rain, O loud Southwester!
Robert Frost The Tuft of Flowers I went to turn the grass once after one
Robert Frost The Vantage Point If tired of trees I seek again mankind
Robert Frost Waiting What things for dream there are when spectre-like
Robert Frost The Woodpile Out walking in the frozen swamp one grey day
Rose Fyleman Christmas-Time The church bells at Christmas-time ring all about the town
Rose Fyleman Fairies at the Bottom of Our Garden There are fairies at the bottom of our garden! It's not so very, very far away
Rose Fyleman The Fairies Have Never a Penny to Spend The fairies have never a penny to spend
Rose Fyleman A Fairy Went A-Marketing A fairy went a-marketing—she bought a little fish
Rose Fyleman Sometimes Some nights are magic nights
Richard Le Gallienne I Meant To Do My Work To-day I meant to do my work to-day— but a brown bird sang in the apple-tree
Richard Le Gallienne The Pine Lady O have you seen the Pine Lady
Nellie M. Garabrant Dandelion There's a dandy little fellow, who dresses all in yellow
Richard Garnett The Ballad of the Boat The stream was smooth as glass; we said, "Arise, and let's away!"
George Gascoigne A Lover's Lullaby Sing lullaby, as women do, wherewith they bring their babes to rest
Fannie Stearns Gifford Moon Folly I will go up the mountain after the Moon
W. S. Gilbert Ellen M'Jones Aberdeen MacPhairson Clonglocketty Angus M'Clan
W. S. Gilbert Emily, John, James, and I Emily Jane was a nursery maid
W. S. Gilbert General John The bravest names for fire and flames
W. S. Gilbert Gentle Alice Brown It was a robber's daughter, and her name was Alice Brown
W. S. Gilbert The Yarn of the Nancy Bell 'Twas on the shores that round our coast
Richard Watson Gilder The Christmas Tree in the Nursery With wild surprise four great eyes
Richard Watson Gilder Cradle Song In the embers shining bright
Richard Watson Gilder A Midsummer Song Oh, father's gone to market-town: he was up before the day
Dora Read Goodale High and Low The showers fall as softly upon the lowly grass
Mother Goose Little Bo-Peep Little Bo-peep has lost her sheep,
Mother Goose Little Bo-Peep Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep, and can't tell where to find them
Mother Goose Little Boy Blue Little Boy Blue, come blow up your horn.
Mother Goose Mistress Mary, Quite Contrary Mistress Mary, quite contrary, how does your garden grow?
Mother Goose Rock-a-Bye, Baby Rock-a-bye, baby, on the tree-top,
Mother Goose Simple Simon Simple Simon met a pieman going to the fair
Mother Goose Sing a Song of Sixpence Sing a song of sixpence, a pocket full of rye:
Mother Goose This Pig Went to Market This pig went to market; this pig stayed at home;
Hannah Flagg Gould Jack Frost The Frost looked forth, one still, clear night
Hannah Flagg Gould A Name in the Sand Alone I walked the ocean strand
Kenneth Grahame Carol Villagers all, this frosty tide
Kenneth Grahame Ducks' Ditty All along the backwater, through the rushes tall
Robert Graves Star-Talk "Are you awake, Gemelli, this frosty night?"
Thomas Gray Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard The curfew tolls the knell of parting day
Kate Greenaway The Four Princesses Four Princesses lived in a Green Tower
Kate Greenaway I Saw a Ship I saw a ship that sailed the sea.
Kate Greenaway Little Wind Little wind, blow on the hill top, Little wind, blow down the plain
Kate Greenaway Margery Brown "Margery Brown on the top of the hill
Kate Greenaway My Robin Under the window is my garden
Kate Greenaway On the Bridge If I could see a little fish
Kate Greenaway Somewhere Town Which is the way to Somewhere Town?
Kate Greenaway To the Sun Door They saw it rise in the morning, they saw it set at night
Kate Greenaway Will You Be My Little Wife? Will you be my little wife if I ask you? Do!
Albert Gorton Greene Old Grimes Old Grimes is dead; that good old man
Robert Greene Fawnia Ah! were she pitiful as she is fair
Robert Greene Samela Like to Diana in her summer weed
Robert Greene Sephestia's Lullaby Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee
Sarah Platt Greene De Sheepfol' De massa ob de sheepfol' dat guards de' sheepfol' bin
Fulke Greville, Lord Brooke Myra I, with whose colours Myra dress'd her head
Nicholas Grimald A True Love What sweet relief the showers to thirsty plants we see
J. B. Gustafson April My name is April, sir, and I often laugh, as often cry;
Lizzie M. Hadley The Rainbow Fairies Two little clouds one summer's day
Sarah Josepha Hale Mary Had a Little Lamb Mary had a Little Lamb, its fleece was white as snow;
Fitz-Greene Halleck Marco Bozzaris At midnight, in his guarded tent
Thomas Hardy The Oxen Christmas Eve, and twelve of the clock
Stephen Hawes An Epitaph O mortal folk, you may behold and see
Stephen Hawes The True Knight For knighthood is not in the feats of warre
Ann Hawkshaw The Great Brown Owl The brown Owl sits in the ivy bush
Reginald Heber By Cool Siloam's Shady Rill By cool Siloam's shady rill how sweet the lily grows!
Reginald Heber Evening Hymn God that madest Earth and Heaven
Felicia Dorothea Hemans The Better Land "I hear thee speak of a better land,
Felicia Dorothea Hemans Casabianca The boy stood on the burning deck, whence all but him had fled
Felicia Dorothea Hemans The Homes of England The stately homes of England! How beautiful they stand
Felicia Dorothea Hemans The Landing of the Pilgrims The breaking waves dashed high on a stern and rock-bound coast,
Felicia Dorothea Hemans Night-Scented Flowers "Call back your odors, lonely flowers,
Felicia Dorothea Hemans The Voice of Spring I come, I come! ye have called me long
Hamish Hendry Silver Bells Across the snow the Silver Bells
Hamish Hendry White Horses I saw them plunging through the foam
Willian Ernest Henley Invictus Out of the night that covers me
Robert Henryson The Bludy Serk This hinder yeir I hard be tald
Robert Henryson Robin and Makyne Robin sat on gude green hill
George Herbert The Elixir Teach me, my God and King, in all things Thee to see,
George Herbert Virtue Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright, the bridal of the earth and sky!
Oliver Herford Elf and Dormouse Under a toadstool crept a wee Elf
Oliver Herford I Heard a Bird Sing I heard a bird sing in the dark of December
Oliver Herford A Thanksgiving Fable It was a hungry pussy cat, upon Thanksgiving morn
Robert Herrick Ceremonies for Christmas Come, bring with a noise my merry, merry boys
Robert Herrick Christmas Carol What sweeter music can we bring
Robert Herrick Corinna Going a-Maying Get up, get up, for shame the blooming morn
Robert Herrick The Hag The Hag is astride this night for a ride
Robert Herrick Humility Humble we must be
Robert Herrick The Succession of the Four Sweet Months First, April, she with mellow showers
Robert Herrick To Daffodils Fair daffodils, we weep to see you haste away so soon
Robert Herrick To His Saviour, a Child; A Present by a Child Go, pretty child, and bear this flower unto thy little Saviour
Robert Herrick To Violets Welcome, maids of honor, you do bring
William Hickson Try Again 'Tis a lesson you should heed
Ella Higginson Four-Leaf Clover I know a place where the sun is like gold
M. A. L. Hilda Hilda's Christmas Standing apart from the childish throng,
Katharine Tynan Hinkson Daffodil Who passes down the wintry street?
Katharine Tynan Hinkson Sheep and Lambs All in the April morning, April airs were abroad
Katherine Tynan Hinkson Chanticleer Of all the birds from East to West
Thomas Hoccleve Lament for Chaucer Allas! my worthi maister honorable
Ralph Hodgson Time, You Old Gipsy Man Time, you old gipsy man, will you not stay,
James Hogg A Boy's Song Where the pools are bright and deep
James Hogg The Skylark Bird of the wilderness, blithesome and cumberless
J. G. Holland Heaven Is Not Reached at a Single Bound Heaven is not reached at a single bound, but we build the ladder by which we rise
Josiah Gilbert Holland A Christmas Carol There's a song in the air! There's a star in the sky!
Josiah Gilbert Holland Rockaby, Lullaby Rockaby, lullaby, bees on the clover!
Josiah Gilbert Holland Rockaby, Lullaby Rockaby, lullaby, bees on the clover!
Oliver Wendell Holmes The Chambered Nautilus This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign
Oliver Wendell Holmes Katydid I love to hear thine earnest voice, wherever thou art hid
Oliver Wendell Holmes The Last Leaf I saw him once before, as he passed by the door,
Oliver Wendell Holmes Old Ironsides Ay, tear her tattered ensign down!
Oliver Wendell Holmes "Qui Vive!" "Qui vive!"  The sentry's musket rings,
Oliver Wendell Holmes Spring Has Come The sunbeams, lost for half a year,
Homer Hector's Prayer O Jupiter and all ye deities
Thomas Hood Goodnight, Little People The evening is coming, the sun sinks to rest
Thomas Hood I Remember, I Remember I remember, I remember the house where I was born
Thomas Hood No! No sun—no moon!
Thomas Hood Precocious Piggy "Where are you going to, you little pig?"
Thomas Hood Queen Mab A little fairy comes at night, her eyes are blue, her hair is brown,
Thomas Hood Ruth She stood breast-high amid the corn,
Thomas Hood Song for Music A lake and a fairy boat to sail in the moonlight clear
Thomas Hood The Song of the Shirt With fingers weary and worn, with eyelids heavy and red
Lord Houghton Lady Moon Lady Moon, Lady Moon, where are you roving?
Richard Hovey The Sea Gypsy I am fevered with the sunset
Henry Howard Complaint of the Absence of Her Lover Being Upon the Sea O happy dames! that may embrace the fruit of your delight
Henry Howard Description of Spring The soote season, that bud and bloom forth brings
Henry Howard The Means To Attain Happy Life Martial, the things that do attain the happy life be these, I find:—
Julia Ward Howe Battle Hymn of the Republic Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord
Mary Howitt Birds in Summer How pleasant the life of a bird must be,
Mary Howitt Buttercups and Daisies Buttercups and daisies, oh, the pretty flowers
Mary Howitt Corn-Fields When on the breath of Autumn's breeze
Mary Howitt The Fairies of the Caldon Low "And where have you been, my Mary
Mary Howitt The Flax Flower Oh, the little flax flower! it groweth on the hill
Mary Howitt Little Children Sporting through the forest wide; playing by the waterside
Mary Howitt The Oak Tree Sing for the oak tree, the monarch of the wood
Mary Howitt Old Christmas Now he who knows old Christmas, he knows a carle of worth
Mary Howitt The Sparrow's Nest Nay, only look what I have found! A sparrow's nest upon the ground
Mary Howitt The Spider and the Fly "Will you walk into my parlor?" said a spider to a fly
Mary Howitt Summer Woods Come ye into the summer woods;
Mary Howitt Sunshine I love the sunshine everywhere
Mary Howitt The Use of Flowers God might have bade the Earth bring forth
Mary Howitt The Voice of Spring I am coming, I am coming! Hark! the little bee is humming;
William Howitt The Wind in a Frolic The wind one morning sprung up from sleep
Mary Howliston Our Flag There are many flags in many lands,
Victor Hugo Good Night! Good Night! Good Night! Far flies the light;
Leigh Hunt Abou Ben Adhem Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!) awoke one night from a deep dream of peace
Leigh Hunt Cupid Drowned T'other day as I was twining
Leigh Hunt The Glove and the Lions King Francis was a hearty king, and loved a royal sport
Leigh Hunt The Grasshopper and Cricket Green little vaulter in the sunny grass,
Leigh Hunt Jaffár Jaffár, the Barmecide, the good Vizier,
Jean Ingelow The Brides of Enderby The old mayor climb'd the belfry tower
Jean Ingelow Milking Song "Cusha! Cusha! Cusha!" calling ere the early dews were falling
Jean Ingelow Seven Times One There's no dew left on the daisies and clover
Helen Hunt Jackson Down to Sleep November woods are bare and still;
Helen Hunt Jackson October's Bright Blue Weather O suns and skies and clouds of June,
Helen Hunt Jackson September The goldenrod is yellow; the corn is turning brown
Helen Hunt Jackson A Song of Clover I wonder what the Clover thinks
King James I of Scotland Spring Song of the Birds Worschippe ye that loveris bene this May
Edward Jenner Signs of Rain The hollow winds begin to blow, the clouds look black, the glass is low
Sarah Orne Jewett Discontent Down in a field, one day in June
Margaret Johnson A Bonny Boat One, two, three! A bonny boat I see
Margaret Johnson A Sad Little Lass "Why sit you here, my lass?" said he.
Henry Johnstone A Charm To Call Sleep Sleep, Sleep, come to me, Sleep
Henry Johnstone Guessing Song Oh ho! oh ho! Pray, who can I be?
Ben Jonson Fidelity A barking sound the Shepherd hears
Ben Jonson A Happy Life How happy is he born and taught
Ben Jonson Hymn to Diana Queen and Huntress, chaste and fair,
Ben Jonson The Noble Nature It is not growing like a tree
John Keats Bright Star! Would I Were Steadfast Bright star! would I were steadfast as thou art—
John Keats Dedication Glory and loveliness have passed away
John Keats The Dove I had a dove, and the sweet dove died
John Keats The Eve of St. Agnes St. Agnes' Eve—Ah, bitter chill it was!
John Keats Extracts from an Opera: My Lady's Qualities Oh, I am frighten'd with most hateful thoughts!
John Keats Extracts from an Opera: Asleep Asleep! O sleep a little while, white pearl!
John Keats Extracts from an Opera: Folly's Song When wedding fiddles are a-playing
John Keats Extracts from an Opera: O! Were I One O! were I one of the Olympian twelve
John Keats Extracts from an Opera: Song The stranger lighted from his steed
John Keats Extracts from an Opera: The Daisy's Song The sun, with his great eye, sees not so much as I
John Keats Fairy Song Shed no tear! O shed no tear!
John Keats Fancy Ever let the Fancy roam, pleasure never is at home
John Keats The Human Seasons Four Seasons fill the measure of the year
John Keats Hyperion—A Fragment Deep in the shady sadness of a vale
John Keats Imitation of Spenser Now morning from her orient chambers came
John Keats In Drear-Nighted December In drear-nighted December, too happy, happy tree
John Keats La Belle Dame Sans Merci O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms
John Keats Lines on the Mermaid Tavern Souls of Poets dead and gone
John Keats Meg Merrilies Old Meg she was a Gipsy, and liv'd upon the Moors
John Keats Morning I stood tiptoe upon a little hill
John Keats Ode on a Grecian Urn Thou still unravish'd bride of quietness
John Keats Ode on Indolence One morn before me were three figures seen
John Keats Ode on Melancholy No, no, go not to Lethe, neither twist
John Keats Ode to a Nightingale My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains
John Keats Ode to Psyche O Goddess! hear these tuneless numbers, wrung
John Keats On First Looking into Chapman's Homer Much have I travelled in the realms of gold
John Keats On Receiving a Curious Shell, and a Copy of Verses Hast thou from the caves of Golconda, a gem
John Keats On the Grasshopper and the Cricket The poetry of earth is never dead
John Keats Robin Hood No! those days are gone away
John Keats Sweet Peas Here are sweetpeas, on tiptoe for a flight:
John Keats A Thing of Beauty A thing of beauty is a joy for ever
John Keats Three Sonnets on Woman: First Sonnet Woman! when I behold thee flippant, vain
John Keats Three Sonnets on Woman: Second Sonnet Light feet, dark violet eyes, and parted hair
John Keats Three Sonnets On Woman: Third Sonnet Ah! who can e'er forget so fair a being?
John Keats To Autumn Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness!
John Keats To Some Ladies What though while the wonders of nature exploring
John Keats Two Sonnets on Fame: First Sonnet Fame, like a wayward girl, will still be coy
John Keats Two Sonnets on Fame: Second Sonnet How fever'd is the man, who cannot look
John Keats When I Have Fears When I have fears that I may cease to be
John Keble All Things Bright and Beautiful All things bright and beautiful, all creatures great and small
Thomas Ken An Evening Hymn All praise to thee, my God, this night
Francis Scott Key The Star-Spangled Banner O! say, can you see, by the dawn's early light
Joyce Kilmer Gates and Doors There was a gentle hostler
Joyce Kilmer Trees I think that I shall never see
Benjamin Franklin King Jane Jones Jane Jones keeps talkin' to me all the time
Edith King The Holly How happy the holly-tree looks, and how strong
Charles Kingsley A Farewell My fairest child, I have no song to give you
Charles Kingsley The Lost Doll I once had a sweet little doll, dears
Charles Kingsley The Old, Old Song When all the world is young, lad and all the trees are green
Charles Kingsley The Sands of Dee "O Mary, go and call the cattle home
Charles Kingsley Song of the River Clear and cool, clear and cool,
Charles Kingsley The Three Fishers Three fishers went sailing out into the west
Rudyard Kipling An Astrologer's Song To the Heavens above us O look and behold
Rudyard Kipling At His Execution I am made all things to all men—Hebrew, Roman, and Greek—
Rudyard Kipling The Ballad of the "Clampherdown" It was our war-ship Clampherdown
Rudyard Kipling From The Beginning of the Armadillos I've never sailed the Amazon
Rudyard Kipling Blue Roses Roses red and roses white
Rudyard Kipling A Boy Scouts' Patrol Song These are our  regulations
Rudyard Kipling The Broken Men For things we never mention
Rudyard Kipling From The Butterfly That Stamped There was never a Queen like Balkis
Rudyard Kipling From The Cat That Walked by Himself Pussy can sit by the fire and sing
Rudyard Kipling The Children's Song Land of our Birth, we pledge to thee
Rudyard Kipling The Choice To the Judge of Right and Wrong
Rudyard Kipling Cities and Thrones and Powers Cities and Thrones and Powers stand in Time's eye
Rudyard Kipling Cold Iron "Gold is for the mistress—silver for the maid—
Rudyard Kipling The Covenant We thought we ranked above the chance of ill
Rudyard Kipling From The Crab That Played with the Sea China-going P.'s and O.'s pass Pau Amma's playground close
Rudyard Kipling From The Elephant's Child I keep six honest serving-men
Rudyard Kipling The English Flag Winds of the World, give answer? They are whimpering to and fro
Rudyard Kipling The Explanation Love and Death once ceased their strife
Rudyard Kipling The Female of the Species When the Himalayan peasant meets the he-bear in his pride
Rudyard Kipling "For All We Have and Are" For all we have and are, for all our children's fate
Rudyard Kipling The Gods of the Copybook Headings As I pass through my incarnations in every age and race
Rudyard Kipling Gunga Din You may talk o' gin and beer
Rudyard Kipling The Heritage Our Fathers in a wondrous age
Rudyard Kipling The Holy War A tinker out of Bedford, a vagrant oft in quod
Rudyard Kipling From How the Camel Got His Hump The Camel's hump is an ugly lump
Rudyard Kipling From How the Leopard Got His Spots I am the Most Wise Baviaan, saying in most wise tones
Rudyard Kipling From How the Rhinoceros Got His Skin This Uninhabited Island is off Cape Gardafui
Rudyard Kipling From How the Whale Got His Throat When the cabin port-holes are dark and green
Rudyard Kipling The Hyænas After the burial-parties leave
Rudyard Kipling Hymn Before Action The earth is full of anger
Rudyard Kipling If If you can keep your head when all about you
Rudyard Kipling L'envoi When Earth's last picture is painted, and the tubes are twisted and dried
Rudyard Kipling A Nativity The Babe was laid in the Manger
Rudyard Kipling Our Fathers of Old Excellent herbs had our fathers of old—
Rudyard Kipling The Overland-Mail In the name of the Empress of India, make way
Rudyard Kipling A Pilgrim's Way I do not look for holy saints to guide me on my way
Rudyard Kipling Playing Robinson Crusoe Pussy can sit by the fire and sing
Rudyard Kipling The Power of the Dog There is sorrow enough in the natural way
Rudyard Kipling The Question Brethren how shall it fare with me
Rudyard Kipling Recessional God of our fathers, known of old—
Rudyard Kipling Seal Lullaby Oh, hush thee, my baby, the night is behind us
Rudyard Kipling From The Sing-Song of Old Man Kangaroo This is the mouth-filling song of the race that was run by a Boomer
Rudyard Kipling The Sons of Martha The Sons of Mary seldom bother, for they have inherited that good part
Rudyard Kipling Sussex God gave all men all earth to love
Rudyard Kipling The Thousandth Man One man in a thousand, Solomon says
Rudyard Kipling Tommy I went into a public-'ouse to get a pint o' beer
Rudyard Kipling True Royalty There was never a Queen like Balkis
Rudyard Kipling The Two-Sided Man Much I owe to the Lands that grew—
Rudyard Kipling The Way Through the Woods They shut the road through the woods
William Knox Mortality O why should the spirit of mortal be proud?
Charles Lamb Anger Anger in its time and place
Charles Lamb Choosing a Name I have got a new-born sister
Charles Lamb Crumbs to the Birds A bird appears a thoughtless thing
Charles Lamb The Housekeeper The frugal snail, with forecast of repose,
Charles Lamb The Magpie's Nest When the arts in their infancy were,
Charles Lamb Which Is the Favourite? Brothers and sisters I have many
Charles and Mary Lamb Cleanliness Come, my little Robert, near—fie what filthy hands are here!
Charles and Mary Lamb Going into Breeches Joy to Philip! he this day has his long coats cast away
Mary Lamb Envy This rose-tree is not made to bear
Letitia Elizabeth Landon The Wind The wind has a language, I would I could learn;
Andrew Lang Scythe Song Mowers, weary and brown and blithe
Sydney Lanier Barnacles My soul is sailing through the sea
Sydney Lanier Song of the Chattahoochee Out of the hills of Habersham,
Sydney Lanier The Tournament Bright shone the lists, blue bent the skies
Lucy Larcom The Brown Thrush There's a merry brown thrush sitting up in the tree,
Lucy Larcom If I Were a Sunbeam "If I were a Sunbeam, I know what I'd do
Lucy Larcom March March! March! March! They are coming
Lucy Larcom The Rivulet Run, little rivulet, run! Summer is fairly begun
Lucy Larcom The Sing-Away Bird Have you ever heard of the Sing-away bird
Lucy Larcom Sir Robin Rollicking Robin is here again.
Lucy Larcom The Violet Dear little violet, don't be afraid!
Helen Cowles Le Cron Harry Hippopotamus Now Harry Hippopotamus had such a heavy tread
Edward Lear A Was Once an Apple Pie A was once an apple pie, Pidy, Widy
Edward Lear Calico Pie Calico Pie, the little Birds fly
Edward Lear The Duck and the Kangaroo Said the Duck to the Kangaroo
Edward Lear The Jumblies They went to sea in a sieve, they did
Edward Lear Nonsense Alphabet A was an ant, who seldom stood still
Edward Lear Nonsense Alphabet A was an Ant who seldom stood still; and who made a nice house in the side of the hill
Edward Lear Nonsense Verse There was an old man who said, "How shall I flee from this horrible cow?
Edward Lear An Old Man of Hong Kong There was an old man of Hong Kong
Edward Lear An Old Man on Some Rocks There was an Old Man on some rocks
Edward Lear An Old Man Who Said "How" There was an old man who said "How"
Edward Lear An Old Man Who Said "Hush!" There was an old man who said "Hush!"
Edward Lear An Old Man Who Supposed There was an Old Man who supposed
Edward Lear An Old Man with a Beard There was an old man with a beard
Edward Lear An Old Person of Bow There was an old person of Bow
Edward Lear An Old Person of Ware There was an old person of Ware
Edward Lear The Owl and the Pussy-Cat The Owl and the Pussy-Cat went to sea in a beautiful pea-green boat
Edward Lear The Pobble Who Has No Toes The Pobble who has no toes had once as many as we
Edward Lear The Table and the Chair Said the Table to the Chair
Edward Lear There Was an Old Person Whose Habits There was an Old Person whose habits induced him to feed upon rabbits
Edward Lear The Yonghy-Bonghy-Bo On the Coast of Coromandel
Edward Lear A Young Lady of Norway There was a Young Lady of Norway
Edward Lear A Young Person in Green There was a young person in green
William Ellery Leonard The Swan and the Goose A rich man bought a Swan and a Goose
Catherine C Liddell Jesus the Carpenter "Isn't this Joseph's son?"—ay, it is He
Vachel Lindsay The Ghosts of the Buffaloes Last night at black midnight I woke with a cry,
Vachel Lindsay The Little Turtle There was a little turtle. He lived in a box
Vachel Lindsay The Moon's the North Wind's Cooky The Moon's the North Wind's cookie. He bites it, day by day
Lenore M. Link Holding Hands Elephants walking along the trails
Thomas Lodge Phillis I My Phillis hath the morning sun
Thomas Lodge Phillis II Love guards the roses of thy lips
Thomas Lodge Rosalind's Madrigal Love in my bosom like a bee
Thomas Lodge Rosaline Like to the clear in highest sphere
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow An April Day When the warm sun, that brings, seedtime and harvest, has returned again,
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Arrow and the Song I shot an arrow into the air
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Arsenal at Springfield This is the arsenal. From floor to ceiling,
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Bridge I stood on the bridge at midnight, as the clocks were striking the hour
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Builders All are architects of Fate
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Castle-Builder A gentle boy, with soft and silken locks
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Challenge of Thor I am the God Thor, I am the War God,
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Chaucer An old man in a lodge within a park
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Children Come to me, O ye children!
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Children's Hour Between the dark and the daylight
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Christmas Bells I heard the bells on Christmas Day their old, familiar carols play
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Christmas Bells I heard the bells on Christmas Day their old, familiar carols play
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Courtship of Miles Standish In the Old Colony days, in Plymouth, the land of the Pilgrims
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Day Is Done The day is done, and the darkness falls from the wings of Night,
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Daybreak A wind came up out of the sea
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Evangeline This is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Excelsior The shades of night were falling fast
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Fata Morgana O sweet illusions of song
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Fiftieth Birthday of Agassiz It was fifty years ago, in the pleasant month of May,
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Four Winds "Honor be to Mudjekeewis!"
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Hemlock Tree O hemlock tree! O hemlock tree! how faithful are thy branches!
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Hiawatha's Childhood Downward through the evening twilight
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Hiawatha's Childhood By the shores of Gitchee Gumee,
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Hiawatha's Sailing "Give me of your bark, O Birch Tree!
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Hymn to the Night I heard the trailing garments of the Night
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Ladder of St. Augustine Saint Augustine! well hast thou said
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Morituri Salutamus "O Caesar, we who are about to die salute you!" was the gladiators' cry
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow My Lost Youth Often I think of the beautiful town
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Nature As a fond mother, when the day is o'er,
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Nuremberg In the valley of the Pegnitz, where across broad meadow-lands
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Old Clock on the Stairs Somewhat back from the village street
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Paul Revere's Ride Listen my children, and you shall hear
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow A Psalm of Life Tell me not, in mournful numbers
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Rain in Summer How beautiful is the rain! after the dust and the heat
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Rainy Day The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Saint Filomena (Florence Nightingale) Whene'er a noble deed is wrought,
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Secret of the Sea Ah! what pleasant visions haunt me
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Shakespeare A vision as of crowded city streets,
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Ship of State Sail on, sail on, O Ship of State!
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Skeleton in Armor "Speak! speak! thou fearful guest!
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Snow-Flakes Out of the bosom of the Air
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Song The wind blows east, the wind blows west,
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Song of Hiawatha Should you ask me, whence these stories?
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Sound of the Sea The sea awoke at midnight from its sleep
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow There Was a Little Girl There was a little girl, who had a little curl,
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Three Kings Three kings came riding from far away
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Tide Rises The tide rises, the tide falls, the twilight darkens, the curlew calls
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Unbroken Song I heard the bells on Christmas Day their old, familiar carols play
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Village Blacksmith Under a spreading chestnut-tree
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Windmill Behold! a giant am I! Aloft here in my tower
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Wreck of the Hesperus It was the schooner Hesperus, that sailed the wintry sea;
Robert Loveman April Rain It isn't raining rain to me,
Samuel Lover The Angel's Whisper A baby was sleeping; its mother was weeping;
Amy Lowell The City of Falling Leaves Leaves fall, brown leaves, yellow leaves streaked with brown
Amy Lowell The Sea Shell Sea Shell, Sea Shell, sing me a song, O please!
James Russell Lowell Aladdin When I was a beggarly boy
James Russell Lowell A Christmas Carol "What means this glory round our feet"
James Russell Lowell A Christmas Carol "What means this glory round our feet,"
James Russell Lowell The Finding of the Lyre There lay upon the ocean's shore
James Russell Lowell The First Snowfall The snow had begun in the gloaming,
James Russell Lowell The First Snowfall (excerpt) The snow had begun in the gloaming,
James Russell Lowell The Fountain Into the sunshine, full of the light,
James Russell Lowell Freedom Who cometh over the hills,
James Russell Lowell The Heritage The rich man's son inherits lands, and piles of brick, and stone, and gold
James Russell Lowell An Interview with Miles Standish I sat one evening in my room, in that sweet hour of twilight
James Russell Lowell June What is so rare as a day in June?
James Russell Lowell Longing Of all the myriad moods of mind
James Russell Lowell The Present Crisis Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide,
James Russell Lowell The Shepherd of King Admetus There came a youth upon the earth
James Russell Lowell Stanzas on Freedom Is true Freedom but to break
E. V. Lucas The Basket-Makers The ordinary merchant lives just like you or I
Martin Luther Cradle Hymn Away in a manger, no crib for a bed
John Lydgate Vox Ultima Crucis Tarye no lenger; toward thyn heritage
John Lyly Cards and Kisses Cupid and my Campasbe played
John Lyly Spring's Welcome What bird so sings, yet so does wail?
Henry Francis Lyte Abide with Me Abide with me! fast falls the eventide;
Thomas B. Macaulay Horatius Lars Porsena of Clusium, by the Nine Gods he swore
Thomas B. Macaulay Horatius at the Bridge The consul's brow was sad, and the consul's speech was low,
Thomas B. Macaulay Ivry Now glory to the Lord of Hosts, from whom all glories are!
George MacDonald The Baby Where did you come from, baby dear?
George MacDonald The Christmas Child "Little one, who straight hast come
George MacDonald Christmas Day and Every Day Star high, Baby low
George MacDonald Little White Lily Little White Lily sat by a stone,
George MacDonald Out in the Cold Out in the cold, with a thin-worn fold
George MacDonald Up and Down The sun is gone down, and the moon's in the sky
George MacDonald A Verse The lightning and thunder, they go and they come
George MacDonald What Would You See? What would you see if I took you up to my little nest in the air?
George MacDonald The Wind and the Moon Said the Wind to the Moon, "I will blow you out,
Charles Mackay The Miller of the Dee There dwelt a miller, hale and bold, beside the river Dee
Charles Mackay Song of Life A traveller on a dusty road
Charles Mackay Tubal Cain Old Tubal Cain was a man of might,
Isabel Eccelstone Mackay Spring's Waking A snowdrop lay in the sweet, dark ground.
Robert Mannyng of Brunne Praise of Women No thyng ys to man so dere
Rickman Mark Snow in Town Nothing is quite so quiet and clean
Edwin Markham The Man with the Hoe Bowed by the weight of centuries he leans
Edwin Markham A Prayer Teach me, Father, how to go
Christopher Marlowe The Passionate Shepherd to His Love Come live with me and be my love
Frederick Marryat The Captain Stood on the Carronade The Captain stood on the carronade—"First lieutenant," says he
John Martin If I Were Little as a Bee If I were little as a bee, I'd let him fly away with me
John Masefield Cargoes Quinquireme of Nineveh from distant Ophir
John Masefield An Old Song Re-Sung I saw a ship a-sailing, a-sailing, a-sailing
John Masefield Sea Fever I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
Isaac McClellan The Death of Napoleon Wild was the night, yet a wilder night
John McCrae In Flanders Fields In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Irene Rutherford McLeod Song from "April" I know where the wind flowers blow!
Hughes Mearns The Little Man Who Wasn't There Yesterday, upon the stair
Edna St. Vincent Millay Afternoon on a Hill I will be the gladdest thing
Edna St. Vincent Millay Baccalaureate Hymn Thou great offended God of love and kindness
Edna St. Vincent Millay The Ballad of the Harp-Weaver "Son," said my mother, when I was knee-high
Edna St. Vincent Millay Blight Hard seeds of hate I planted
Edna St. Vincent Millay City Trees The trees along this city street
Edna St. Vincent Millay Daphne Why do you follow me?—Any moment I can be
Edna St. Vincent Millay The Death of Autumn When reeds are dead and a straw to thatch the marshes
Edna St. Vincent Millay Departure It's little I care what path I take
Edna St. Vincent Millay Elaine Oh, come again to Astolat!
Edna St. Vincent Millay Exiled Searching my heart for its true sorrow
Edna St. Vincent Millay First Fig My candle burns at both ends
Edna St. Vincent Millay God's World O World, I cannot hold thee close enough!
Edna St. Vincent Millay Journey Ah, could I lay me down in this long grass
Edna St. Vincent Millay The Little Hill Oh, here the air is sweet and still
Edna St. Vincent Millay My Heart, Being Hungry My heart, being hungry, feeds on food the fat of heart despise
Edna St. Vincent Millay The Philosopher And what are you that, wanting you
Edna St. Vincent Millay Portrait by a Neighbor Before she has her floor swept
Edna St. Vincent Millay Renascence All I could see from where I stood
Edna St. Vincent Millay Second Fig Safe upon the solid rock the ugly houses stand
Edna St. Vincent Millay Song of a Second April April this year, not otherwise
Edna St. Vincent Millay Sonnet 1 Thou art not lovelier than lilacs,—no
Edna St. Vincent Millay Sonnet 15 Only until this cigarette is ended
Edna St. Vincent Millay Sonnet 16 Once more into my arid days like dew
Edna St. Vincent Millay Sonnet 2 Time does not bring relief; you all have lied
Edna St. Vincent Millay Sonnet 24 When you, that at this moment are to me
Edna St. Vincent Millay Sonnet 3 Mindful of you the sodden earth in spring
Edna St. Vincent Millay Sonnet 31 Oh, oh, you will be sorry for that word!
Edna St. Vincent Millay Sonnet 32 Here is a wound that never will heal, I know
Edna St. Vincent Millay Sonnet 33 I shall go back again to the bleak shore
Edna St. Vincent Millay Sonnet 4 Not in this chamber only at my birth
Edna St. Vincent Millay Sonnet 40 Loving you less than life, a little less
Edna St. Vincent Millay Sonnet 5 If I should learn, in some quite casual way
Edna St. Vincent Millay Sonnet 6 This door you might not open, and you did
Edna St. Vincent Millay Sonnet 7 I do but ask that you be always fair
Edna St. Vincent Millay Sonnet 9 I think I should have loved you presently
Edna St. Vincent Millay Sorrow Sorrow like a ceaseless rain
Edna St. Vincent Millay The Spring and the Fall In the spring of the year, in the spring of the year
Edna St. Vincent Millay Spring Song I know why the yellow forsythia
Edna St. Vincent Millay Tavern I'll keep a little tavern
Edna St. Vincent Millay Weeds White with daisies and red with sorrel
Emily Huntington Miller April Fools Shy little pansies tucked away to sleep
Emily Huntington Miller The Bluebird I know the song that the bluebird is singing
Emily Huntington Miller Little May Have you heard the waters singing,
Hugh Miller The Babie Nae shoon to hide her tiny taes
Joaquin Miller Columbus Behind him lay the gray Azores,
Katherine Miller Stevenson's Birthday "How I should like a birthday!" said the child,
Olive Beaupré Miller The Road to China I learned today the world is round like my big rubber ball
Thomas Miller The Spring Walk We had a pleasant walk to-day
William Miller Willie Winkie Wee Willie Winkie rins through the town
A. A. Milne The Alchemist There lives an old man at the top of the street
A. A. Milne At Home I want a soldier (A soldier in a busby)
A. A. Milne At the Zoo There are lions and roaring tigers, and enormous camels and things
A. A. Milne Bad Sir Brian Botany Sir Brian had a battleaxe with great big knobs on
A. A. Milne Before Tea Emmeline has not been seen for more than a week
A. A. Milne Brownie In a corner of the bedroom is a great big curtain
A. A. Milne Buckingham Palace They're changing guard at Buckingham Palace
A. A. Milne The Christening What shall I call my dear little dormouse?
A. A. Milne Corner-of-the-Street Down by the corner of the street where the three roads meet
A. A. Milne Daffodowndilly She wore her yellow sun-bonnet
A. A. Milne Disobedience James James Morrison Morrison Weatherby George Dupree
A. A. Milne The Dormouse and the Doctor There once was a Dormouse who lived in a bed
A. A. Milne Growing Up I've got shoes with grown up laces
A. A. Milne Halfway Down Halfway down the stairs is a stair where I sit
A. A. Milne Happiness John had great big waterproof boots on
A. A. Milne Hoppity Christopher Robin goes hoppity, hoppity
A. A. Milne If I Were King I often wish I were a King, and then I could do anything
A. A. Milne In the Fashion A lion has a tail and a very fine tail
A. A. Milne Independence I never did, I never did, I never did  like
A. A. Milne The Invaders In careless patches through the wood the clumps of yellow primrose stood
A. A. Milne The Island If I had a ship, I'd sail my ship, I'd sail my ship through Eastern seas
A. A. Milne Jonathan Jo Jonathan Jo has a mouth like an 'O'
A. A. Milne The King's Breakfast The King asked the Queen, and the Queen asked the Dairymaid
A. A. Milne Knights and Ladies There is in my old picture-book a page at which I like to look
A. A. Milne Lines and Squares Whenever I walk in a London street, I'm ever so careful to watch my feet
A. A. Milne Little Bo-Peep and Little Boy Blue "What have you done with your sheep, Little Bo-Peep?
A. A. Milne Market Square I had a penny, a bright new penny
A. A. Milne The Mirror Between the woods the afternoon is fallen in a golden swoon
A. A. Milne Missing Has anybody seen my mouse?
A. A. Milne Nursery Chairs One of the chairs is South America
A. A. Milne Politeness If people ask me, I always tell them
A. A. Milne Puppy and I I met a man as I went walking
A. A. Milne Rice Pudding What is the matter with Mary Jane?
A. A. Milne Sand-Between-the-Toes I went down to the shouting sea, taking Christopher down with me
A. A. Milne Shoes and Stockings There's a cavern in the mountain where the old men meet
A. A. Milne Spring Morning Where am I going? I don't quite know
A. A. Milne Summer Afternoon Six brown cows walk down to drink
A. A. Milne Teddy Bear A bear, however hard he tries, grows tubby without exercise
A. A. Milne The Four Friends Ernest was an elephant, a great big fellow
A. A. Milne The Three Foxes Once upon a time there were three little foxes
A. A. Milne Twinkletoes When the sun shines through the leaves of the apple-tree
A. A. Milne Vespers Little Boy kneels at the foot of the bed
A. A. Milne Water-Lilies Where the water-lilies go to and fro
A. A. Milne The Wrong House I went into a house, and it wasn't a house
Richard Monckton Milnes Good Night and Good Morning A fair little girl sat under a tree,
Richard Monckton Milnes Lady Moon "Lady Moon, Lady Moon, where are you roving?"
John Milton Evening Now came still evening on, and twilight gray
John Milton On His Blindness When I consider how my light is spent
John Milton Song on a May Morning Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger,
John Milton Sweet Is the Breath of Morn Sweet Is the breath of Morn, her rising sweet
Agnes Mitchell When the Cows Come Home With klingle, klangle, klingle
Alexander Montgomerie The Night Is Near Gone Hey! now the day dawis; the jolly cock crawis
James Montgomery Arnold von Winkelried "Make way for liberty!" he cried,
Clement Clarke Moore A Visit from St. Nicholas 'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Thomas Moore By Bendemeer's Stream There's a bower of roses by Bendemeer's stream,
Thomas Moore Cupid Stung Cupid once upon a bed of roses laid his weary head;
Thomas Moore The Harp That Once through Tara's Halls The harp that once through Tara's halls the soul of music shed
Thomas Moore The Last Rose of Summer 'Tis the last rose of summer left blooming alone;
Thomas Moore The Light of Other Days Oft in the stilly night
Thomas Moore The Minstrel-Boy The Minstrel-boy to the war is gone,
Thomas Moore Morning Hymn Thou art, O God, the life and light
Thomas Moore Those Evening Bells Those evening bells! those evening bells!
Hannah More A Riddle I'm a strange contradiction; I'm new and I'm old
Christopher Morley Animal Crackers Animal crackers and cocoa to drink
Christopher Morley Smells Why is it that the poets tell
Christopher Morley Song for a Little House I'm glad our house is a little house
Christopher Morley Tit for Tat I often pass a gracious tree
George Pope Morris Woodman, Spare That Tree! Woodman, spare that tree! Touch not a single bough!
William Morris Carol Outlanders, whence come ye last>
William Morris Masters in This Hall Masters in this hall, hear ye news today
William Motherwell Sing on, Blithe Bird! I've plucked the berry from the bush, the brown nut from the tree,
William Motherwell The Water! The Water! The Water! the Water! the joyous brook for me
John Moultrie Violets Under the green hedges after the snow,
William A. Muhlenberg Carol, Brothers, Carol Carol, brothers, carol, carol joyfully
Dinah Mulock The New Year Who comes dancing over the snow
Dinah Maria Mulock The Mill Winding and grinding round goes the mill
Dinah Maria Mulock Philip, My King! Look at me with thy large brown eyes,
Dinah Maria Mulock Violets Violets, violets, sweet March violets,
Dinah Maria Mulock Young Dandelion Young Dandelion on a hedge-side
Dinah Maria Mulock Craik God Rest Ye, Merry Gentlemen God rest ye, merry gentlemen; let nothing you dismay,
Dinah Maria Mulock Craik Green Things Growing Oh, the green things growing, the green things growing,
Dinah Maria Mulock Craik Highland Cattle Down the wintry mountain, like a cloud they come,
Anthony Munday Beauty Bathing Beauty sat bathing by a spring
Thomas Nashe Spring Spring, the sweet Spring, is the year's pleasant king;
John Mason Neale O'er the Hill and O'er the Vale O'er the hill and o'er the vale come three kings together
Edith Nesbit Baby Seed Song Little brown seed, oh! little brown brother
Edith Nesbit Bird's Song in Spring The silver birch is a dainty lady, she wears a satin gown
Edith Nesbit New Year Snow The white snow falls on hill and dale
Edith Nesbit Sleep, My Treasure Sleep, sleep, my treasure
John Henry Newman Lead, Kindly Light Lead, kindly Light, amid th' encircling gloom
Thomas Noel Old Winter Old Winter sad, in snow yclad
Caroline Norton We Have Been Friends Together We have been friends together, in sunshine and in shade
Alfred Noyes After Rain Listen! On sweetening air
Alfred Noyes Ballad of Old Japan In old Japan, by creek and bay
Alfred Noyes The Barrel-Organ There's a barrel-organ carolling across a golden street
Alfred Noyes From The Barrel-Organ There's a barrel-organ carolling across a golden street
Alfred Noyes Beauty in Darkness Beauty in darkness, ivory-white
Alfred Noyes Butterflies Sun-child, as you watched the rain
Alfred Noyes The Call of the Spring Come choose your road and away, my lad
Alfred Noyes Cotton-Wool Shun the brush and shun the pen
Alfred Noyes Daddy Fell Into the Pond Everyone grumbled. The sky was grey
Alfred Noyes Dedication Thou whose deep ways are in the sea
Alfred Noyes The Dream-Child's Invitation Once upon a time!—Ah, now the light is burning dimly
Alfred Noyes Earth and Her Birds Brave birds that climb those blue, dawn-tinted towers
Alfred Noyes The Elfin Artist In a glade of an elfin forest when Sussex was Eden-new
Alfred Noyes Fashions Fashion on fashion on fashion, (with only the truth growing old!)
Alfred Noyes The Fiddler's Farewell With my fiddle to my shoulder
Alfred Noyes Fishers of Men Long, long ago He said, He who could wake the dead
Alfred Noyes A Forest Song Who would be a king that can sit in the sun and sing?
Alfred Noyes The Highwayman The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees
Alfred Noyes The Humming Birds Green wing and ruby throat, what shining spell, what exquisite sorcery
Alfred Noyes Kilmeny Dark, dark lay the drifters against the red West
Alfred Noyes Lavender Lavender, lavender that makes your linen sweet
Alfred Noyes The Lights of Home Pilot, how far from home?
Alfred Noyes The Loom of Years In the light of the silent stars that shine on the struggling sea
Alfred Noyes The Lost Battle It is not over yet—the fight
Alfred Noyes The Making of a Poem Last night a passionate tempest shook his soul
Alfred Noyes The Man Who Discovered the Use of a Chair The man who discovered the use of a chair, odds—bobs—what a wonderful man!
Alfred Noyes The Matin-Song of Friar Tuck If souls could sing to heaven's high King
Alfred Noyes A May-Day Carol What is the loveliest light that Spring
Alfred Noyes Mist in the Valley Mist in the valley, weeping mist
Alfred Noyes The New Duckling "I want to be new," said the duckling
Alfred Noyes Old Grey Squirrel A great while ago there was a school-boy
Alfred Noyes On a Mountain Top On this high altar, fringed with ferns
Alfred Noyes On a Railway Platform A drizzle of drifting rain
Alfred Noyes On the Downs Wide-eyed our childhood roamed the world
Alfred Noyes Peter Quince Peter Quince was nine year old
Alfred Noyes A Return from the Air Set the clocks going, turn on the light
Alfred Noyes The Reward of Song Why do we make our music? Oh, blind dark strings reply
Alfred Noyes The Rhythm of Life "Come back, to the tidal sun," the Angel of Morning said
Alfred Noyes The Rock Pool Bright as a fallen fragment of the sky
Alfred Noyes The Rustling of Grass I cannot tell why, but the rustling of grass
Alfred Noyes Sea-Distances His native sea-washed isle
Alfred Noyes The Search-Lights Shadow by shadow, stripped for fight
Alfred Noyes A Sky Song The Devil has launched his great, grey craft
Alfred Noyes The Sky-Lark Caged Beat, little breast, against the wires
Alfred Noyes Song I came to the door of the House of Love
Alfred Noyes Song from Drake:  Good Luck Befall You, Mariners All Good luck befall you, mariners all, that sail this world so wide!
Alfred Noyes Song from Drake:  Happy by the Hearth Happy by the hearth sit the lasses and the lads, now
Alfred Noyes Song from Drake:  In Devonshire, Now In Devonshire, now, the Christmas chime is carolling over the lea
Alfred Noyes Song from Drake:  It Is the Spring-tide Now It is the Spring-tide now! Under the hawthorn-bough
Alfred Noyes Song from Drake:  Now the Purple Night Is Past Now the purple night is past, now the moon more faintly glows
Alfred Noyes Song from Drake:  Nymphs and Naiads, Come Away Nymphs and naiads, come away—Love lies dead!
Alfred Noyes Song from Drake:  O You Beautiful Land O you beautiful land, deep-bosomed with beeches and bright
Alfred Noyes Song from Drake:  Sing We the Rose Sing we the Rose, the flower of flowers most glorious!
Alfred Noyes Song from Drake:  The Moon Is Up The moon is up: the stars are bright: the wind is fresh and free!
Alfred Noyes Song from Drake:  The Same Sun Is O'er Us The same sun is o'er us, the same Love shall find us
Alfred Noyes Song from Drake:  The Same Sun Is O'er Us II The same Sun is o'er us, the same Love shall find us
Alfred Noyes Song from Drake:  Ye That Follow the Vision Ye that follow the vision of the world's weal afar
Alfred Noyes A Song of Sherwood Sherwood in the twilight, is Robin Hood awake?
Alfred Noyes A Song of the Plough Idle, comfortless, bare, the broad bleak acres lie
Alfred Noyes The Song-Tree Grow, my song, like a tree, as thou hast ever grown
Alfred Noyes A Spell for a Fairy Gather, first, in your left hand
Alfred Noyes The Sussex Sailor O, once, by Cuckmere Haven, I heard a sailor sing
Alfred Noyes The Symphony Wonder in happy eyes fades, fades away
Alfred Noyes To the Memory of Cecil Spring-Rice Steadfast as any soldier of the line
Alfred Noyes The Two Worlds This outer world is but the pictured scroll
Alfred Noyes The Union You that have gathered together the sons of all races
Alfred Noyes Veterans When the last charge sounds and the battle thunders o'er the plain
John Boyle O'Reilly Ensign Epps, the Color Bearer Ensign Epps, at the battle of Flanders,
Selleck Osborne A Modest Wit A supercilious nabob of the East
Kate Putnam Osgood Driving Home the Cows Out of the clover and blue-eyed grass
Sir Gilbert Parker Little Garaine "Where do the stars grow, little Garaine?"
Judge Parry I Would Like You for a Comrade I would like you for a comrade, for I love you, that I do,
John Howard Payne Home, Sweet Home! 'Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
Thomas Love Peacock Song For the tender beech and the sapling oak, that grow by the shadowy rill
Thomas Love Peacock A Song of Robin Hood's Men The slender beech and the sapling oak, that grow by the shadowy rill
George Peele Fair and Fair Fair and fair, and twice so fair, as fair as any may be
George Peele A Farewell to Arms His golden locks Time hath to silver turn'd
James Gates Percival The Coral Grove Deep in the wave is a coral grove,
Nora Perry The Coming of Spring There's something in the air that's new and sweet and rare
Edgar Allan Poe Annabel Lee It was many and many a year ago in a kingdom by the sea
Edgar Allan Poe The Bells Hear the sledges with the bells—Silver Bells
Edgar Allan Poe From The Bells Hear the sledges with the bells—Silver Bells
Edgar Allan Poe Eldorado Gaily bedight, a gallant knight
Edgar Allan Poe Israfel In Heaven a spirit doth dwell
Edgar Allan Poe The Raven Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Edgar Allan Poe Sonnet — To Science Science! true daughter of Old Time thou art
Edgar Allan Poe Tamerlane Kind solace in a dying hour
Alexander Pope An Essay on Criticism: Part I 'Tis hard to say, if greater want of skill
Alexander Pope The Rape of the Lock: Canto I What dire offence from am'rous causes springs
Alexander Pope Solitude Happy the man, whose wish and care
Beatrix Potter An Amiable Guinea-Pig There once was an amiable guinea-pig
Beatrix Potter Appley Dapply Appley Dapply, a little brown mouse
Beatrix Potter Diggory, Diggory Delvet Diggory, Diggory Delvet! A little old man in black velvet
Beatrix Potter Gravy and Potatoes Gravy and potatoes in a good brown pot
Beatrix Potter The Little Old Woman You know the old woman
Beatrix Potter Old Mr. Pricklepin Old Mr. Pricklepin has never a cushion to stick his pins in
Beatrix Potter A Visitor Now who is this knocking at Cottontail's door?
Emilie Poulsson The First Christmas Once a little baby lay cradled on the fragrant hay
Emilie Poulsson Santa Claus and the Mouse One Christmas eve, when Santa Claus came to a certain house
Emilie Poulsson While Stars of Christmas Shine While stars of Christmas shine, lighting the skies,
Anna M Pratt A Hint If you should frown, and I should frown,
Elizabeth Prentiss Cradle Song Sleep, baby, sleep! Thy father's watching the sheep
Elizabeth Prentiss Long Time Ago Once there was a little Kitty, white as the snow
Josephine Peabody Preston The Song of a Shepherd Boy at Bethlehem Sleep, Thou little Child of Mary: Rest Thee now
Matthew Prior A Letter My noble, lovely, little Peggy, let this my First Epistle beg ye
Adelaide Anne Procter One by One One by one the sands are flowing
Katherine Pyle The Sea Princess In a garden of shining sea-weed,
Sir Walter Raleigh The Conclusion Even such is Time, that takes in trust
Sir Walter Raleigh His Pilgrimage Give me my scallop-shell of quiet
Sir Walter Raleigh The Lye Goe, soule, the bodie's guest,
Sir Walter Raleigh The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd If all the world and love were young
Sir Walter Raleigh The Silent Lover Passions are liken'd best to floods and streams
William Brighty Rands Dolladine This is her picture—Dolladine—the beautifullest doll that ever was seen!
William Brighty Rands Dressing the Doll This is the way we dress the Doll:—
William Brighty Rands The Kitten Speaks I am the Cat of Cats. I am
William Brighty Rands Little Christel Slowly forth from the village church
William Brighty Rands Little Ditties I Winifred Waters sat and sighed
William Brighty Rands Love and the Child Toys, and treats, and pleasures pass like a shadow in a glass
William Brighty Rands The Peddler's Caravan I wish I lived in a caravan
William Brighty Rands Polly Brown eyes, straight nose; dirt pies, rumpled clothes
William Brighty Rands Topsy-Turvy World If the butterfly courted the bee
William Brighty Rands The Wonderful World Great, wide, wonderful, beautiful world,
Jeremiah Eames Rankin The Babie Nae shoon to hide her tiny taes
Thomas Buchanan Read Sheridan's Ride Up from the South at break of day
Thomas Buchanan Read The Windy Night Alow and aloof, over the roof,
Lizette Woodworth Reese A Christmas Folk-Song The little Jesus came to town; The wind blew up, the wind blew down
Grantland Rice Casey's Revenge There were saddened hearts in Mudville for a week or even more
Lilian Dynevor Rice Shadow-Town Ferry Sway to and fro in the twilight gray; this is the ferry of Shadow-town
Laura E. Richards Bird Song The robin sings of willow-buds
Laura E. Richards Eletelephony Once there was an elephant, who tried to use the telephant
Laura E. Richards A Legend of Lake Okeefinokee There once was a frog, and he lived in a bog
Laura E. Richards Little Brown Bobby Little Brown Bobby sat on the barn floor
Laura E. Richards The Monkeys and the Crocodile Five little monkeys swinging from a tree
Laura E. Richards Mrs. Snipkin and Mrs. Wobblechin Skinny Mrs. Snipkin, with her little pipkin
Laura E. Richards An Old Rat's Tale He was a rat, and she was a rat,
Laura E. Richards Peterkin Pout and Gregory Grout "Oh, Peterkin Pout and Gregory Grout are two little goblins black,
Laura E. Richards Pot and Kettle "Oho! Oho!" said the pot to the kettle
Laura E. Richards Prince Tatters Little Prince Tatters has lost his cap!
Laura E. Richards The Queen of the Orkney Islands Oh! the Queen of the Orkney Islands
Laura E. Richards Rosy Posy There was a little Rosy, and she had a little nosy
Laura E. Richards Some Fishy Nonsense Timothy Tiggs and Tomothy Toggs, they both went a-fishing for pollothywogs
Laura E. Richards A Valentine Oh! little loveliest lady mine
Laura E. Richards Why Does It Snow? "Why does it snow? Why does it snow?
James Whitcomb Riley A Barefoot Boy A barefoot boy! I mark him at his play—
James Whitcomb Riley A Boy's Mother My mother she's so good to me, ef I was good as I could be
James Whitcomb Riley The Brook Song Little brook! Little brook! You have such a happy look
James Whitcomb Riley The Bumblebee You better not fool with a Bumblebee!
James Whitcomb Riley Craqueodoom The Crankadox leaned o'er the edge of the moon
James Whitcomb Riley A Dream I dreamed I was a spider
James Whitcomb Riley The First Bluebird Jest rain and snow! and rain again!
James Whitcomb Riley The Funniest Thing in the World The funniest thing in the world, I know is watchin' the monkeys 'at's in the show!
James Whitcomb Riley Granny Granny's come to our house,
James Whitcomb Riley An Impetuous Resolve When little Dickie Swope's a man
James Whitcomb Riley A Life Lesson There! little girl; don't cry!
James Whitcomb Riley Little Orphant Annie Little Orphant Annie's come to our house to stay
James Whitcomb Riley The Man in the Moon Said the Raggedy Man, on a hot afternoon:
James Whitcomb Riley Naughty Claude When Little Claude was naughty wunst
James Whitcomb Riley Old Glory Old Glory! say, who, by the ships and the crew,
James Whitcomb Riley Old Granny Dusk Old Granny Dusk, when the sun goes down
James Whitcomb Riley The Old Swimmin'-Hole Oh! the old swimmin'-hole! whare the crick so still and deep
James Whitcomb Riley On Any Ordenary Man in a High State of Laughture and Delight As its give' me to percieve, I most certin'y believe
James Whitcomb Riley Our Hired Girl Our hired girl, she's 'Lizabuth Ann;
James Whitcomb Riley Pansies Pansies! Pansies! How I love you, pansies!
James Whitcomb Riley The Pixy People It was just a very merry fairy dream!
James Whitcomb Riley The Prayer Perfect Dear Lord! kind Lord! Gracious Lord! I pray
James Whitcomb Riley Prior to Miss Belle's Appearance What makes you come here fer, Mister,
James Whitcomb Riley The Raggedy Man O the Raggedy Man! He works fer Pa
James Whitcomb Riley A Sea Song from the Shore Hail! Ho! Sail! Ho! Ahoy! Ahoy! Ahoy!
James Whitcomb Riley A Song There is ever a song somewhere, my dear;
James Whitcomb Riley A Sudden Shower Barefooted boys scud up the street
James Whitcomb Riley There Was a Cherry-Tree There was a cherry-tree. Its bloomy snows cool even now the fevered sight that knows
James Whitcomb Riley When Early March Seems Middle May When country roads begin to thaw
James Whitcomb Riley When the Frost Is on the Punkin When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock,
Charles D. G. Roberts When the Sleepy Man Comes When the sleepy man comes with the dust on his eyes,
Elizabeth Madox Roberts The Rabbit When they said the time to hide was mine
S. Rogers A Wish Mine be a cot beside the hill;
Samuel Rogers An Epitaph on a Robin Redbreast Tread lightly here; for here, 'tis said when piping winds are hush'd around
Violo Roseboro A Ballad for a Boy When George the Third was reigning, a hundred years ago
Christina Georgina Rossetti All the Bells Were Ringing All the bells were ringing, and all the birds were singing
Christina Georgina Rossetti Angels Angels at the foot
Christina Georgina Rossetti Baby Baby cry—Oh fie!—
Christina Georgina Rossetti A Baby's Cradle A baby's cradle with no baby in it
Christina Georgina Rossetti Baby's Riches My baby has a father and a mother
Christina Georgina Rossetti The Bells "Ding a ding," the sweet bells sing
Christina Georgina Rossetti Blind from My Birth Blind from my birth, where flowers are springing
Christina Georgina Rossetti Boats Sail on the Rivers Boats sail on the rivers, and ships sail on the seas
Christina Georgina Rossetti Bob Cherry Playing at bob cherry, Tom and Nell and Hugh
Christina Georgina Rossetti The Bow That Bridges Heaven Boats sail on the rivers and ships sail on the seas
Christina Georgina Rossetti Bread and Milk for Breakfast Bread and milk for breakfast and woolen frocks to wear
Christina Georgina Rossetti Brownie Brownie, Brownie, let down your milk
Christina Georgina Rossetti But Give Me Holly, Bold and Jolly But give me holly, bold and jolly
Christina Georgina Rossetti Can't Seldom "can't," seldom "don't"
Christina Georgina Rossetti The Caterpillar Brown and furry caterpillar in a hurry
Christina Georgina Rossetti Cherry-Tree Mother shake the cherry-tree
Christina Georgina Rossetti A Chill What can lambkins do, all the keen night through?
Christina Georgina Rossetti A Christmas Carol In the bleak mid-winter, Frosty wind made moan,
Christina Georgina Rossetti A Christmas Carol The Shepherds had an angel, the wise man had a star
Christina Georgina Rossetti A Christmas Carol Before the paling of the stars
Christina Georgina Rossetti A Christmas Hymn Love came down at Christmas
Christina Georgina Rossetti The City Mouse and the Garden Mouse The city mouse lives in a house—the garden mouse lives in a bower
Christina Georgina Rossetti A City Plum A city plum is not a plum
Christina Georgina Rossetti Clever Little Willie Clever little Willie wee, bright-eyed, blue-eyed little fellow
Christina Georgina Rossetti Consider Consider the lilies of the field whose bloom is brief:
Christina Georgina Rossetti Currants on a Bush Currants on a bush and figs upon a stem
Christina Georgina Rossetti Daffadowndilly Growing in the vale by the uplands hilly
Christina Georgina Rossetti Daisies Where innocent bright-eyed daisies are
Christina Georgina Rossetti The Days Are Clear The days are clear, day after day
Christina Georgina Rossetti Dead in the Cold Dead in the cold, a song-singing thrush
Christina Georgina Rossetti The Dear Old Woman in the Lane The dear old woman in the lane Is sick and sore with pains and aches
Christina Georgina Rossetti Delight Roses blushing red and white
Christina Georgina Rossetti A Diamond or a Coal? A diamond or a coal? A diamond, if you please:
Christina Georgina Rossetti The Dog Lies in His Kennel The dog lies in his kennel and Puss purrs on the rug
Christina Georgina Rossetti Early Birds "Kookoorookoo! kookoorookoo!" crows the cock before the morn
Christina Georgina Rossetti An Emerald Is as Green as Grass An emerald is as green as grass; a ruby red as blood;
Christina Georgina Rossetti Fair To See Oh, fair to see—Bloom-laden cherry tree
Christina Georgina Rossetti Ferry Me "Ferry me across the water, Do, boatman, do."
Christina Georgina Rossetti Flint Stroke a flint, and there is nothing to admire
Christina Georgina Rossetti Fly Away Fly away, fly away over the sea
Christina Georgina Rossetti A Frisky Lamb A frisky lamb and a frisky child
Christina Georgina Rossetti Goodbye "Goodbye in fear, goodbye in sorrow
Christina Georgina Rossetti Head without Hair A pin has a head, but has no hair
Christina Georgina Rossetti Heartsease Heartsease in my garden bed
Christina Georgina Rossetti Heavy What are heavy? sea-sand and sorrow
Christina Georgina Rossetti Hem A pocket handkerchief to hem
Christina Georgina Rossetti Hope Hope is like a harebell trembling from its birth
Christina Georgina Rossetti Hopping Frog Hopping frog, hop here and be seen
Christina Georgina Rossetti A House of Cards A house of cards is neat and small
Christina Georgina Rossetti How Many Seconds in a Minute? How many seconds in a minute? sixty, and no more in it.
Christina Georgina Rossetti How Many? How many seconds in a minute?
Christina Georgina Rossetti Hurt No Living Thing Hurt no living thing: ladybird, nor butterfly
Christina Georgina Rossetti I Am a King I am a King, or an Emperor rather
Christina Georgina Rossetti I Dug and Dug amongst the Snow I dug and dug amongst the snow, and thought the flowers would never grow
Christina Georgina Rossetti I Have a Little Husband I have a little husband and he is gone to sea
Christina Georgina Rossetti If a Mouse Could Fly If a mouse could fly, or if a crow could swim
Christina Georgina Rossetti If a Pig Wore a Wig If a pig wore a wig what could we say?
Christina Georgina Rossetti If All Were Rain If all were rain and never sun,
Christina Georgina Rossetti If Hope Grew on a Bush If hope grew on a bush and joy grew on a tree
Christina Georgina Rossetti If the Moon If the moon came from heaven
Christina Georgina Rossetti If the Sun Could Talk If the sun could tell us half that he hears and sees
Christina Georgina Rossetti If the Sun Could Tell Us If the sun could tell us half that he hears and sees
Christina Georgina Rossetti In the Meadow In the meadow—what in the meadow?
Christina Georgina Rossetti Is the Moon Tired? Is the moon tired? she looks so pale
Christina Georgina Rossetti King and Queen If I were a Queen what would I do?
Christina Georgina Rossetti Lady of All Beauty The lily has a smooth stalk
Christina Georgina Rossetti Ladybird I caught a little ladybird
Christina Georgina Rossetti Lambkin A motherless soft lambkin
Christina Georgina Rossetti Letters Eight o'clock—The postman's knock!
Christina Georgina Rossetti Lie A-Bed Lie a-bed sleepy-head
Christina Georgina Rossetti Linnets A linnet in a gilded cage
Christina Georgina Rossetti Little Alice Dancing on the hill-tops, singing in the valleys
Christina Georgina Rossetti A Little Owl "I dreamt I caught a little owl and the bird was blue
Christina Georgina Rossetti Love Me Love me—I love you
Christina Georgina Rossetti Lullaby Lullaby, oh, lullaby! Flowers are closed and lambs are sleeping;
Christina Georgina Rossetti Mannikin Your brother has a falcon, your sister has a flower
Christina Georgina Rossetti May There is but one May in the year
Christina Georgina Rossetti Milking Time Margaret has a milking-pail, and she rises early;
Christina Georgina Rossetti Minnie Minnie bakes oaten cakes, Minnie brews ale
Christina Georgina Rossetti Minnie and Mattie Minnie and Mattie and fat little May
Christina Georgina Rossetti Mix a Pancake Mix a pancake, stir a pancake
Christina Georgina Rossetti Mother Hen A white hen sitting on white eggs three
Christina Georgina Rossetti Mournful Linnets Hear what the mournful linnets say
Christina Georgina Rossetti My Baby My baby has a mottled fist
Christina Georgina Rossetti O Lady Moon O Lady Moon, your horns point toward the east:
Christina Georgina Rossetti O Sailor, Come Ashore O sailor, come ashore, What have you brought for me?
Christina Georgina Rossetti O Wind O wind, where have you been
Christina Georgina Rossetti O Wind O wind, why do you never rest
Christina Georgina Rossetti On the Grassy Banks On the grassy banks lambkins at their pranks
Christina Georgina Rossetti One Rose I have but one rose in the world
Christina Georgina Rossetti Orange What is pink? a rose is pink
Christina Georgina Rossetti Our Little Baby Fell Asleep Our little baby fell asleep, and may not wake again
Christina Georgina Rossetti The Peach Tree The peach tree on the southern wall
Christina Georgina Rossetti Peacock's Eyes The peacock has a score of eyes
Christina Georgina Rossetti Polly and Poll I have a Poll parrot, and Poll is my doll
Christina Georgina Rossetti Pound What will you give me for my pound?
Christina Georgina Rossetti Pussy Has a Whiskered Face Pussy has a whiskered face
Christina Georgina Rossetti A Reproof Hop-o'-My-Thumb and little Jack Horner, what do you mean by tearing and fighting?
Christina Georgina Rossetti A Riddle There is one that has a head without an eye
Christina Georgina Rossetti A Ring A ring upon her finger walks the bride
Christina Georgina Rossetti The Rose The rose with such a bonny blush
Christina Georgina Rossetti The Rose That Blushes The rose that blushes rosy red
Christina Georgina Rossetti Rosy Maiden Winifred Rosy maiden Winifred with a milkpail on her head
Christina Georgina Rossetti Rushes Rushes in a watery place and reeds in a hollow
Christina Georgina Rossetti Sea-Horses The horses of the sea rear a foaming crest
Christina Georgina Rossetti Sing Me a Song Sing me a song—what shall I sing?
Christina Georgina Rossetti Snow There's snow on the fields and cold in the cottage
Christina Georgina Rossetti Sowing I planted a hand and there grew up a palm
Christina Georgina Rossetti Stars What do the stars do up in the sky
Christina Georgina Rossetti Stars If stars dropped out of heaven
Christina Georgina Rossetti Summer Winter is cold-hearted, Spring is yea and nay,
Christina Georgina Rossetti Summer Days Winter is cold-hearted; Spring is yea and nay
Christina Georgina Rossetti Summer Nights The summer nights are short where northern days are long
Christina Georgina Rossetti Sums 1 and 1 are 2—That's for me and you.
Christina Georgina Rossetti The Swallow Fly away, fly away, over the sea,
Christina Georgina Rossetti Swift and Sure Swift and sure the swallow
Christina Georgina Rossetti There's Nothing Like the Rose The lily has an air, and the snowdrop a grace
Christina Georgina Rossetti Thorns and Honey A rose has thorns as well as honey
Christina Georgina Rossetti Three Little Children Three little children on the wide wide earth
Christina Georgina Rossetti Three Plum Buns Three plum buns to eat here at the stile
Christina Georgina Rossetti Toadstools A toadstool comes up in a night
Christina Georgina Rossetti Trouble and Treasure Crying, my little one, footsore and weary?
Christina Georgina Rossetti Umbrellas When fishes set umbrellas up
Christina Georgina Rossetti Under the Ivy Bush Under the ivy bush one sits sighing
Christina Georgina Rossetti Wee Wee Husband Wee wee husband, give me some money
Christina Georgina Rossetti What Can I Give Him? What can I give Him? Poor as I am?
Christina Georgina Rossetti What Does the Bee Do? What does the bee do? Bring home honey.
Christina Georgina Rossetti What Does the Donkey Bray About? What does the donkey bray about? What does the pig grunt through his snout?
Christina Georgina Rossetti When a Mounting Skylark Sings When a mounting skylark sings in the sunlit summer morn
Christina Georgina Rossetti When the Cows Come Home When the cows come home the milk is coming
Christina Georgina Rossetti Who Has Seen the Wind? Who has seen the wind? Neither I nor you
Christina Georgina Rossetti Why? Why did baby die, making Father sigh
Christina Georgina Rossetti The Wind The wind has such a rainy sound
Christina Georgina Rossetti Wind-Flowers Twist me a crown of wind-flowers
Christina Georgina Rossetti Winter Rain Every valley drinks, every dell and hollow;
Christina Georgina Rossetti Wrens and Robbins Wrens and robins in the hedge
Christina Georgina Rossetti The Year January cold desolate. February all dripping wet;
Christina Georgina Rossetti A Year's Windfalls On the wind of January, down flits the snow,
Lord Rosslyn Bed-Time 'Tis bed-time; say your hymn, and bid "Good night"
Richard Rowlands Lullaby Upon my lap my sovereign sits
Carl Sandburg Fog The fog comes on little cat feet
Margaret Sangster A Happy New Year Coming, coming, coming! Listen! perhaps you'll hear
Epes Sargent A Life on the Ocean Wave A life on the ocean wave, a home on the rolling deep
Philip H Savage Winter When February sun shines cold,
John Godfrey Saxe The Blind Men and the Elephant It was six men of Indostan to learning much inclined
Friedrich Schiller The Rainbow a Riddle A bridge weaves its arch with pearls
Max Schneckenburger The Watch on the Rhine A voice resounds like thunder peal, 'mid dashing waves and clang of steel
Clinton Scollard Bobolink Bobolink, he is here!, spink-a-chink!
Alexander Scott A Bequest of His Heart Hence, heart, with her that must depart
Alexander Scott A Rondel of Love Lo, quhat it is to love learn ye that list to prove
Sir Walter Scott Allen-a-Dale Allen-a-Dale has no fagot for burning
Sir Walter Scott The Bonnets o' Bonnie Dundee To the Lords o' Convention 't was Claver'se who spoke
Sir Walter Scott Coronach He is gone on the mountain,
Sir Walter Scott Evening The sun upon the lake is low, the wild birds hush their song
Sir Walter Scott Gathering Song of Donald Dhu Pibroch of Donuil Dhu
Sir Walter Scott Harp of the North Harp of the North! that moldering long hast hung
Sir Walter Scott Hie Away Hie away, hie away! over bank and over brae,
Sir Walter Scott Hunter's Song The toils are pitch'd, and the stakes are set
Sir Walter Scott Hunting Song Waken, lords and ladies gay
Sir Walter Scott The Lighthouse Far in the bosom of the deep,
Sir Walter Scott Lochinvar Oh, young Lochinvar is come out of the west.
Sir Walter Scott Love In peace, Love tunes the shepherd's reed;
Sir Walter Scott Lullaby of an Infant Chief Oh, hush thee, my baby, thy sire was a knight,
Sir Walter Scott My Native Land Breathes there the man with soul so dead,
Sir Walter Scott Rebecca's Hymn When Israel, of the Lord beloved, out of the land of bondage came
Sir Walter Scott "Soldier, Rest!" Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er,
Queenie Scott-Hopper Very Nearly I never quite saw fairy-folk a-dancing in the glade
Wilhelmina Seegmuller Seven Little Chicks Seven little chicks go, "Peep, peep, peep,"
Wilhelmina Seegmuller There Was a Little Robin There was a little robin sat singing in a tree
Wilhelmina Seegmuller What I Like I like to ride on a load of hay, to tramp in puddles on a rainy day
Robert Service The Cremation of Sam McGee There are strange things done in the midnight sun
Gabriel Setoun How the Flowers Grow This is how the flowers grow: I have watched them and I know
Gabriel Setoun Jack Frost The door was shut, as doors should be
Gabriel Setoun Romance I saw a ship a-sailing, a-sailing on the sea
Gabriel Setoun The Ship I saw a ship a-sailing
Gabriel Setoun The World's Music The world's a very happy place
William Shakespeare Adversity Sweet are the uses of adversity,
William Shakespeare Ariel's Song Come unto these yellow sands, and then take hands
William Shakespeare Ariel's Song from The Tempest Where the bee sucks, there suck I:
William Shakespeare The Blossom On a day—alack the day!—
William Shakespeare Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind Blow, blow thou winter wind
William Shakespeare The Downfall of Wolsey Farewell! a long farewell, to all my greatness!
William Shakespeare Hark! Hark! The Lark! Hark! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings
William Shakespeare Heart Untainted What stronger breastplate than a heart untainted!
William Shakespeare Ingratitude Blow, blow, thou winter wind
William Shakespeare Lullaby for Titania You spotted snakes with double tongue
William Shakespeare The Man That Hath No Music in Himself The man that hath no music in himself, nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds,
William Shakespeare March, from The Winter's Tale Daffodils that come before the swallows dare, and take
William Shakespeare Mark Antony's Oration at the Funeral of Caesar Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears
William Shakespeare Mercy The quality of mercy is not strain'd
William Shakespeare Moonlight How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank!
William Shakespeare Orpheus with His Lute Orpheus with his lute made trees,
William Shakespeare Othello, Act II, Scene 3 Good name in man and woman, dear my lord,
William Shakespeare Over Hill, Over Dale Over hill, over dale, through bush, through brier
William Shakespeare The Pageant Our revels now are ended: These our actors
William Shakespeare Polonius' Advice See thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue
William Shakespeare Polonius's Advice There,—my blessing with you!
William Shakespeare Puck and the Fairy How now, spirit! whither wander you?
William Shakespeare Richard II, Act II, Scene 1 This royal throne of kings, this scepter'd isle,
William Shakespeare A Sea Dirge Full fathom five thy father lies:
William Shakespeare Silvia Who is Silvia? what is she,
William Shakespeare Sonnet 1 From fairest creatures we desire increase
William Shakespeare Sonnet 10 For shame! deny that thou bear'st love to any
William Shakespeare Sonnet 100 Where art thou, Muse, that thou forget'st so long
William Shakespeare Sonnet 101 O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends for thy neglect of truth in beauty dyed?
William Shakespeare Sonnet 102 My love is strengthened, though more weak in seeming
William Shakespeare Sonnet 103 Alack, what poverty my Muse brings forth
William Shakespeare Sonnet 104 To me, fair friend, you never can be old
William Shakespeare Sonnet 105 Let not my love be called idolatry
William Shakespeare Sonnet 106 When in the chronicle of wasted time
William Shakespeare Sonnet 107 Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul
William Shakespeare Sonnet 108 What's in the brain, that ink may character
William Shakespeare Sonnet 109 O, never say that I was false of heart
William Shakespeare Sonnet 11 As fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou grow'st
William Shakespeare Sonnet 110 Alas, 'tis true, I have gone here and there
William Shakespeare Sonnet 111 O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide
William Shakespeare Sonnet 112 Your love and pity doth th' impression fill
William Shakespeare Sonnet 113 Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind
William Shakespeare Sonnet 114 Or whether doth my mind, being crowned with you
William Shakespeare Sonnet 115 Those lines that I before have writ do lie
William Shakespeare Sonnet 116 Let me not to the marriage of true minds
William Shakespeare Sonnet 117 Accuse me thus: that I have scanted all
William Shakespeare Sonnet 118 Like as, to make our appetites more keen
William Shakespeare Sonnet 119 What potions have I drunk of Siren tears
William Shakespeare Sonnet 12 When I do count the clock that tells the time
William Shakespeare Sonnet 120 That you were once unkind befriends me now
William Shakespeare Sonnet 121 'Tis better to be vile than vile esteemed
William Shakespeare Sonnet 122 Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brain
William Shakespeare Sonnet 123 No, Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change
William Shakespeare Sonnet 124 If my dear love were but the child of state
William Shakespeare Sonnet 125 Were't aught to me I bore the canopy
William Shakespeare Sonnet 126 O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power
William Shakespeare Sonnet 127 In the old age black was not counted fair
William Shakespeare Sonnet 128 How oft when thou, my music, music play'st
William Shakespeare Sonnet 129 The expense of spirit in a waste of shame
William Shakespeare Sonnet 13 O! that you were your self; but, love you are
William Shakespeare Sonnet 130 My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun
William Shakespeare Sonnet 131 Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art
William Shakespeare Sonnet 132 Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me
William Shakespeare Sonnet 133 Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan
William Shakespeare Sonnet 134 So, now I have confessed that he is thine
William Shakespeare Sonnet 14 Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck
William Shakespeare Sonnet 15 When I consider every thing that grows
William Shakespeare Sonnet 16 But wherefore do not you a mightier way
William Shakespeare Sonnet 17 Who will believe my verse in time to come
William Shakespeare Sonnet 18 Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
William Shakespeare Sonnet 19 Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws
William Shakespeare Sonnet 2 When forty winters shall besiege thy brow
William Shakespeare Sonnet 20 A woman's face with nature's own hand painted
William Shakespeare Sonnet 21 So is it not with me as with that Muse
William Shakespeare Sonnet 22 My glass shall not persuade me I am old
William Shakespeare Sonnet 23 As an unperfect actor on the stage
William Shakespeare Sonnet 24 Mine eye hath played the painter and hath stell'd
William Shakespeare Sonnet 25 Let those who are in favour with their stars
William Shakespeare Sonnet 26 Lord of my love, to whom in vassalage
William Shakespeare Sonnet 27 Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed
William Shakespeare Sonnet 28 How can I then return in happy plight
William Shakespeare Sonnet 29 When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes
William Shakespeare Sonnet 3 Look in thy glass and tell the face thou viewest
William Shakespeare Sonnet 30 When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
William Shakespeare Sonnet 31 Thy bosom is endeared with all hearts
William Shakespeare Sonnet 32 If thou survive my well-contented day
William Shakespeare Sonnet 33 Full many a glorious morning have I seen
William Shakespeare Sonnet 34 Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day
William Shakespeare Sonnet 35 No more be griev'd at that which thou hast done
William Shakespeare Sonnet 36 Let me confess that we two must be twain
William Shakespeare Sonnet 37 As a decrepit father takes delight
William Shakespeare Sonnet 38 How can my muse want subject to invent
William Shakespeare Sonnet 39 O! how thy worth with manners may I sing
William Shakespeare Sonnet 4 Unthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spend
William Shakespeare Sonnet 40 Take all my loves, my love, yea take them all
William Shakespeare Sonnet 41 Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits
William Shakespeare Sonnet 42 That thou hast her it is not all my grief
William Shakespeare Sonnet 43 When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see
William Shakespeare Sonnet 44 If the dull substance of my flesh were thought
William Shakespeare Sonnet 45 The other two, slight air, and purging fire
William Shakespeare Sonnet 46 Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war
William Shakespeare Sonnet 47 Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took
William Shakespeare Sonnet 48 How careful was I when I took my way
William Shakespeare Sonnet 49 Against that time, if ever that time come
William Shakespeare Sonnet 5 Those hours, that with gentle work did frame
William Shakespeare Sonnet 50 How heavy do I journey on the way
William Shakespeare Sonnet 51 Thus can my love excuse the slow offence
William Shakespeare Sonnet 52 So am I as the rich, whose blessed key
William Shakespeare Sonnet 53 What is your substance, whereof are you made
William Shakespeare Sonnet 54 O! how much more doth beauty beauteous seem
William Shakespeare Sonnet 55 Not marble, nor the gilded monuments
William Shakespeare Sonnet 56 Sweet love, renew thy force; be it not said
William Shakespeare Sonnet 57 Being your slave what should I do but tend
William Shakespeare Sonnet 58 That god forbid, that made me first your slave
William Shakespeare Sonnet 59 If there be nothing new, but that which is
William Shakespeare Sonnet 6 Then let not winter's ragged hand deface
William Shakespeare Sonnet 60 Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore
William Shakespeare Sonnet 61 Is it thy will, thy image should keep open
William Shakespeare Sonnet 62 Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye
William Shakespeare Sonnet 63 Against my love shall be as I am now
William Shakespeare Sonnet 64 When I have seen by Time's fell hand defaced
William Shakespeare Sonnet 65 Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea
William Shakespeare Sonnet 66 Tired with all these, for restful death I cry
William Shakespeare Sonnet 67 Ah! wherefore with infection should he live
William Shakespeare Sonnet 68 Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn
William Shakespeare Sonnet 69 Those parts of thee that the world's eye doth view
William Shakespeare Sonnet 7 Lo! in the orient when the gracious light
William Shakespeare Sonnet 70 That thou art blamed shall not be thy defect
William Shakespeare Sonnet 71 No longer mourn for me when I am dead
William Shakespeare Sonnet 72 O! lest the world should task you to recite
William Shakespeare Sonnet 73 That time of year thou mayst in me behold
William Shakespeare Sonnet 74 But be contented: when that fell arrest
William Shakespeare Sonnet 75 So are you to my thoughts as food to life
William Shakespeare Sonnet 76 Why is my verse so barren of new pride
William Shakespeare Sonnet 77 Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear
William Shakespeare Sonnet 78 So oft have I invoked thee for my Muse
William Shakespeare Sonnet 79 Whilst I alone did call upon thy aid
William Shakespeare Sonnet 8 Music to hear, why hear'st thou music sadly?
William Shakespeare Sonnet 80 O! how I faint when I of you do write
William Shakespeare Sonnet 81 Or I shall live your epitaph to make
William Shakespeare Sonnet 82 I grant thou wert not married to my Muse
William Shakespeare Sonnet 83 I never saw that you did painting need
William Shakespeare Sonnet 84 Who is it that says most, which can say more
William Shakespeare Sonnet 85 My tongue-tied Muse in manners holds her still
William Shakespeare Sonnet 86 Was it the proud full sail of his great verse
William Shakespeare Sonnet 87 Farewell, thou art too dear for my possessing
William Shakespeare Sonnet 88 When thou shalt be disposed to set me light
William Shakespeare Sonnet 89 Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault
William Shakespeare Sonnet 9 Is it for fear to wet a widow's eye
William Shakespeare Sonnet 90 Then hate me when thou wilt, if ever, now
William Shakespeare Sonnet 91 Some glory in their birth, some in their skill
William Shakespeare Sonnet 92 But do thy worst to steal thyself away
William Shakespeare Sonnet 93 So shall I live, supposing thou art true
William Shakespeare Sonnet 94 They that have power to hurt, and will do none
William Shakespeare Sonnet 95 How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame
William Shakespeare Sonnet 96 Some say thy fault is youth, some wantonness
William Shakespeare Sonnet 97 How like a winter hath my absence been
William Shakespeare Sonnet 98 From you have I been absent in the spring
William Shakespeare Sonnet 99 The forward violet thus did I chide
William Shakespeare Spring and Winter When daisies pied and violets blue
William Shakespeare This Was the Noblest Roman This was the noblest Roman of them all:
William Shakespeare Under the Greenwood Tree Under the greenwood tree who loves to lie with me
William Shakespeare A Violet Bank I know a bank whereon the wild thyme blows,
William Shakespeare Winter When icicles hang by the wall,
William Shakespeare From The Winter's Tale Jog on, jog on, the foot-path way,
Percy Bysshe Shelley Adonais I weep for Adonais—he is dead
Percy Bysshe Shelley Alastor Earth, Ocean, Air, beloved brotherhood!
Percy Bysshe Shelley Autumn—A Dirge The warm sun is failing, the bleak wind is wailing,
Percy Bysshe Shelley The Cloud I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers
Percy Bysshe Shelley From The Cloud I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers
Percy Bysshe Shelley Daybreak Day had awakened all things that be,
Percy Bysshe Shelley Hymn of Pan From the forests and highlands
Percy Bysshe Shelley Hymn to Intellectual Beauty The awful shadow of some unseen Power
Percy Bysshe Shelley Love's Philosophy The fountains mingle with the river
Percy Bysshe Shelley Ode to the West Wind O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being
Percy Bysshe Shelley One Word One word is too often profaned
Percy Bysshe Shelley Ozymandias of Egypt I met a traveller from an antique land
Percy Bysshe Shelley Passage of the Apennines Listen, listen, Mary mine, to the whisper of the Apennine,
Percy Bysshe Shelley Spring And the Spring arose on the garden fair,
Percy Bysshe Shelley To a Sky-Lark Hail to thee, blithe spirit! Bird thou never wert,
Percy Bysshe Shelley When the Lamp Is Shattered When the lamp is shattered the light in the dust lies dead
Richard B. Sheridan The Months January snowy, February flowy, March blowy;
Frank Dempster Sherman Clouds The sky is full of clouds to-day
Frank Dempster Sherman Daisies At evening when I go to bed
Frank Dempster Sherman A Dewdrop Little drop of dew, like a gem you are;
Frank Dempster Sherman The Four Winds In winter, when the wind I hear,
Frank Dempster Sherman Ghost Fairies When the open fire is lit in the evening after tea
Frank Dempster Sherman Golden-Rod Spring is the morning of the year
Frank Dempster Sherman May May shall make the world anew
Frank Dempster Sherman Pebbles Out of a pellucid brook, pebbles round and smooth I took:
Frank Dempster Sherman September Here's a lyric for September,
Frank Dempster Sherman Snow Song Over valley, over hill, hark, the shepherd piping shrill
Frank Dempster Sherman The Snow-Bird When all the ground with snow is white,
Frank Dempster Sherman The Waterfall Tinkle, tinkle! Listen well! Like a fairy silver bell
Frank Dempster Sherman Wizard Frost Wondrous things have come to pass
Sir Philip Sidney The Bargain My true love hath my heart, and I have his
Sir Philip Sidney The Highway Highway, since you my chief Parnassus be
Sir Philip Sidney His Lady's Cruelty With how sad steps, O moon, thou climb'st the skies!
Sir Philip Sidney Philomela The Nightingale, as soon as April bringeth
Sir Philip Sidney Sleep Come, Sleep; O Sleep! the certain knot of peace
Sir Philip Sidney Song Who hath his fancy pleaséd with fruits of happy sight
Sir Philip Sidney Splendidis Longum Valedico Nugis Leave me, O Love, which reachest but to dust
Sir Philip Sidney Voices at the Window Who is it that, this dark night underneath my window plaineth?
Lydia H. Sigourney The Camel's Nose Once in his shop a workman wrought with languid head and listless thought
Edward Rowland Sill The Fool's Prayer The royal feast was done; the King
Edward Rowland Sill Opportunity This I beheld, or dreamed it in a dream
Edward Rowland Sill The Things That Will Not Die What am I glad will stay when I have passed
John Skelton To Mistress Margaret Hussey Merry Margaret as midsummer flower, gentle as falcon
John Skelton To Mistress Margery Wentworth With margerain gentle, the flower of goodlihead
Anna E. Skinner Old King Winter Old King Winter's on his throne in robes of ermine white
Alexander Smart The Still Small Voice Wee Sandy in the corner sits greeting on a stool
Clara Smith Jack in the Pulpit Jack in the Pulpit preaches to-day
Nora Archibald Smith Neighbors of the Christ Night Deep in the shelter of the cave, the ass with drooping head
Samuel Francis Smith America My country, 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty
Caroline Bowles Southey Ladybird, Ladybird! Ladybird, ladybird! fly away home! the field-mouse has gone to her nest
Caroline Bowles Southey To the Ladybird Ladybird, ladybird! fly away home!
Robert Southey The Battle of Blenheim It was a summer's evening
Robert Southey Father William "You are old, Father William," the young man cried
Robert Southey The Inchcape Rock No stir in the air, no stir in the sea
Robert Southey The Legend of Bishop Hatto The summer and autumn had been so wet
Robert Southey Night How beautiful is night! A dewy freshness fills the silent air
Robert Southey The Well of St. Keyne A well there is in the west country
Robert Southwell The Burning Babe As I in hoary winter's night
Robert Southwell Times Go by Turns The loppéd tree in time may grow again
Edmund Spenser Autumn Then came the autumn all in yellow clad
Edmund Spenser Daphnaida What ever man he be, whose heavie minde
Edmund Spenser From Daphnaida She fell away in her first ages spring
Edmund Spenser A Ditty See where she sits upon the grassie greene
Edmund Spenser Easter Most glorious Lord of Lyfe! that, on this day
Edmund Spenser Epithalamion Ye learnéd sisters which have oftentimes
Edmund Spenser The House of Sleep Ay me! how many perils doe enfold
Edmund Spenser Prothalamion Calme was the day, and through the trembling ayre
Edmund Spenser Whilst It Is Prime Fresh Spring, the herald of loves mighty king
Edmund Clarence Stedman The Cavalry Charge Our good steeds snuff the evening air
Edmund Clarence Stedman The Singer O Lark! sweet lark! Where learn you all your minstrelsy?
Edmund Clarence Stedman What the Winds Bring Which is the Wind that brings the cold?
Evaleen Stein Wild Beasts I will be a lion and you shall be a bear
James Stephens The Horse A sparrow hopped about the street
James Stephens White Fields In the winter time we go
Robert Louis Stevenson Armies in the Fire The lamps now glitter down the street
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Robert Louis Stevenson At the Sea-Side When I was down beside the sea a wooden spade they gave to me
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Robert Louis Stevenson Auntie's Skirts Whenever Auntie moves around her dresses make a curious sound
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Robert Louis Stevenson Autumn Fires In the other gardens, and all up the vale,
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Robert Louis Stevenson Bed in Summer In winter I get up at night and dress by yellow candle-light
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Robert Louis Stevenson Block City What are you able to build with your blocks?
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Robert Louis Stevenson The Cow The friendly cow all red and white,
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Robert Louis Stevenson The Dumb Soldier When the grass was closely mown, walking on the lawn alone
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Robert Louis Stevenson Escape at Bedtime The lights from the parlour and kitchen shone out
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Robert Louis Stevenson Fairy Bread Come up here, O dusty feet!
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Robert Louis Stevenson Farewell to the Farm The coach is at the door at last
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Robert Louis Stevenson The Flowers All the names I know from nurse: Gardener's garters, Shepherd's purse
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Robert Louis Stevenson Foreign Children Little Indian, Sioux or Crow
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Robert Louis Stevenson Foreign Lands Up into the cherry tree who should climb but little me?
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Robert Louis Stevenson From a Railway Carriage Faster than fairies, faster than witches,
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Robert Louis Stevenson The Gardener The gardener does not love to talk
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Robert Louis Stevenson Good and Bad Children Children, you are very little, and your bones are very brittle
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Robert Louis Stevenson A Good Boy I woke before the morning, I was happy all the day
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Robert Louis Stevenson A Good Play We built a ship upon the stairs all made of the back-bedroom chairs
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Robert Louis Stevenson Happy Thought The world is so full of a number of things
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Robert Louis Stevenson The Hayloft Through all the pleasant meadow-side the grass grew shoulder-high
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Robert Louis Stevenson Historical Associations Dear Uncle Jim, this garden ground that now you smoke your pipe around
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Robert Louis Stevenson Keepsake Mill Over the borders, a sin without pardon
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Robert Louis Stevenson The Lamplighter My tea is nearly ready and the sun has left the sky
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Robert Louis Stevenson The Land of Counterpane When I was sick and lay a-bed, I had two pillows at my head
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Robert Louis Stevenson The Land of Nod From breakfast on through all the day
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Robert Louis Stevenson The Land of Story-Books At evening when the lamp is lit, around the fire my parents sit
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Robert Louis Stevenson The Little Land When at home alone I sit and am very tired of it
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Robert Louis Stevenson Looking Forward When I am grown to man's estate
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Robert Louis Stevenson Looking-Glass River Smooth it glides upon its travel, here a wimple, there a gleam
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Robert Louis Stevenson Marching Song Bring the comb and play upon it! Marching, here we come!
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Robert Louis Stevenson The Moon The moon has a face like the clock in the hall
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Robert Louis Stevenson My Bed Is a Boat My bed is like a little boat, nurse helps me in when I embark;
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Robert Louis Stevenson My Kingdom Down by a shining water well I found a very little dell
Robert Louis Stevenson My Shadow I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me
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Robert Louis Stevenson My Ship and I O it's I that am the captain of a tidy little ship
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Robert Louis Stevenson My Treasures These nuts, that I keep in the back of the nest
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Robert Louis Stevenson Nest Eggs Birds all the sunny day flutter and quarrel
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Robert Louis Stevenson Night and Day When the golden day is done
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Robert Louis Stevenson North-west Passage When the bright lamp is carried in
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Robert Louis Stevenson Picture-Books in Winter Summer fading, winter comes—frosty mornings, tingling thumbs
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Robert Louis Stevenson Pirate Story Three of us afloat in the meadow by the swing
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Robert Louis Stevenson The Rain The rain is raining all around
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Robert Louis Stevenson Requiem Under the wide and starry sky
Robert Louis Stevenson Romance I will make you brooches and toys for your delight
Robert Louis Stevenson Singing Of speckled eggs the birdie sings
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Robert Louis Stevenson Singing Time I wake up in the morning early
Robert Louis Stevenson Summer Sun Great is the sun, and wide he goes through empty heaven with repose
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Robert Louis Stevenson The Sun Travels The sun is not a-bed, when I at night upon my pillow lie
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Robert Louis Stevenson The Swing How do you like to go up in a swing
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Robert Louis Stevenson System Every night my prayers I say, and get my dinner every day
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Robert Louis Stevenson A Thought It is very nice to think the world is full of meat and drink
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Robert Louis Stevenson Time To Rise A birdie with a yellow bill hopped upon my window sill
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Robert Louis Stevenson To Any Reader As from the house your mother sees you playing round the garden trees
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Robert Louis Stevenson To Auntie Chief of our aunts—not only I, but all your dozen of nurselings cry—
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Robert Louis Stevenson To Minnie The red room with the giant bed where none but elders laid their head
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Robert Louis Stevenson To My Mother You too, my mother, read my rhymes
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Robert Louis Stevenson To My Name-Child Some day soon this rhyming volume, if you learn with proper speed
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Robert Louis Stevenson To Willie and Henrietta If two may read aright these rhymes of old delight
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Robert Louis Stevenson Travel I should like to rise and go where the golden apples grow
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Robert Louis Stevenson The Unseen Playmate When children are playing alone on the green
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Robert Louis Stevenson Where Go the Boats? Dark brown is the river, golden is the sand
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Robert Louis Stevenson Whole Duty of Children A child should always say what's true
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Robert Louis Stevenson The Wind I saw you toss the kites on high
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Robert Louis Stevenson Windy Nights Whenever the moon and stars are set
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Robert Louis Stevenson Winter-Time Late lies the wintry sun a-bed, a frosty, fiery sleepy-head
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Robert Louis Stevenson Young Night-Thought All night long and every night, when my mama puts out the light
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William Stevenson Jolly Good Ale and Old I cannot eat but little meat
William Wetmore Story On the Desert All around to the bound of the vast horizon's round
Susan Hartley Swett The Blue Jay O Blue Jay up in the maple-tree
Susan Hartley Swett July When the scarlet cardinal tells her dream to the dragon fly
Algernon Charles Swinburne A Child's Laughter All the bells of heaven may ring, all the birds of heaven may sing
Algernon Charles Swinburne In a Garden Baby, see the flowers! Baby sees fairer things than these
Algernon Charles Swinburne When the Hounds of Spring When the hounds of spring are on winter's traces,
Algernon Charles Swinburne White Butterflies Fly, white butterflies, out to sea
Joshua Sylvester Ubique Were I as base as is the lowly plain
John Addington Symonds A Christmas Lullaby Sleep, baby, sleep! The Mother sings
John Addington Symonds In February The birds have been singing to-day
John B. Tabb A Bunch of Roses The rosy mouth and rosy toe of little baby brother
John B. Tabb The Child Long, long before the Babe could speak
John B. Tabb Fern Song Dance to the beat of the rain, little Fern
John B. Tabb The Lamb-Child When Christ the Babe was born, full many a little lamb
Nahum Tate While Shepherds Watched Their Flocks by Night While shepherds watched their flocks by night, all seated on the ground,
Ann Taylor The Boy and the Sheep "Lazy sheep, pray tell me why in the pleasant field you lie
Ann Taylor Meddlesome Matty One ugly trick has often spoil'd
Ann Taylor The Pin "Dear me! what signifies a pin
Bayard Taylor The Song in Camp "Give us a song!" the soldiers cried
Jane Taylor Beautiful Things Beautiful faces are those that wear
Jane Taylor I Love Little Pussy I love little Pussy, her coat is so warm;
Jane Taylor I Love Little Pussy I love little Pussy, her coat is so warm
Jane Taylor The Poppy High on a bright and sunny bed a scarlet poppy grew
Jane Taylor Thank You, Pretty Cow Thank you, pretty cow, that made pleasant milk to soak my bread
Jane Taylor Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star Twinkle, twinkle, little star; how I wonder what you are!
Jane Taylor Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star Twinkle, twinkle, little star; how I wonder what you are!
Jane Taylor The Violet Down in a green and shady bed
Jane Taylor Taylor The Little Lark I hear a pretty bird, but hark! I cannot see it anywhere.
Sara Teasdale April The roofs are shining from the rain,
Sara Teasdale A Ballad of Two Knights Two knights rode forth at early dawn
Sara Teasdale Barter Life has loveliness to sell
Sara Teasdale Christmas Carol The Kings they came from out the South
Sara Teasdale The Cloud I am a cloud in the heaven's height,
Sara Teasdale The Coin Into my heart's treasury, I slipped a coin
Sara Teasdale Dawn The greenish sky glows up in misty reds,
Sara Teasdale Dream Song I plucked a snow-drop in the spring,
Sara Teasdale Dusk The city's street, a roaring blackened stream
Sara Teasdale Dusk in Autumn The moon is like a scimitar,
Sara Teasdale Dusk in June Evening, and all the birds, in a chorus of shimmering sound
Sara Teasdale The Faery Forest The faery forest glimmered
Sara Teasdale Faults They came to tell your faults to me,
Sara Teasdale Grandfather's Love They said he sent his love to me,
Sara Teasdale In David's Child's Garden of Verses The dearest child in all the world
Sara Teasdale In the Carpenter's Shop Mary sat in the corner dreaming,
Sara Teasdale In the Train Fields beneath a quilt of snow
Sara Teasdale The Kind Moon I think the moon is very kind
Sara Teasdale The Love That Goes A-Begging Oh Loves there are that enter in,
Sara Teasdale May Day A delicate fabric of bird song
Sara Teasdale May Night The spring is fresh and fearless
Sara Teasdale A Minuet of Mozart's Across the dimly lighted room
Sara Teasdale Morning I went out on an April morning,
Sara Teasdale Night in Arizona The moon is a charring ember
Sara Teasdale November The world is tired, the year is old,
Sara Teasdale Rain at Night The street-lamps shine in a yellow line,
Sara Teasdale The Sea Wind I am a pool in a peaceful place,
Sara Teasdale Snow Song Fairy snow, fairy snow,
Sara Teasdale Spring Night The park is filled with night and fog,
Sara Teasdale The Star A white star born in the evening glow
Sara Teasdale Stars Alone in the night, on a dark hill
Sara Teasdale Swallow Flight I love my hour of wind and light,
Sara Teasdale Thoughts When I can make my thoughts come forth
Sara Teasdale Thoughts When I am all alone, envy me most,
Sara Teasdale To Dick on His Sixth Birthday Tho' I am very old and wise,
Sara Teasdale To Rose Rose, when I remember you,
Sara Teasdale Twilight Dreamily over the roofs
Sara Teasdale Vignettes Overseas: Capri When beauty grows too great to bear
Sara Teasdale Vignettes Overseas: Florence The bells ring over the Arno
Sara Teasdale Vignettes Overseas: Hamburg The day that I come home, what will you find to say
Sara Teasdale Vignettes Overseas: Naples Nisida and Prosida are laughing in the light
Sara Teasdale Vignettes Overseas: Night Song at Amalfi I asked the heaven of stars
Sara Teasdale Vignettes Overseas: Off Algiers Oh give me neither love nor tears
Sara Teasdale Vignettes Overseas: Off Gibraltar Beyond the sleepy hills of Spain
Sara Teasdale Vignettes Overseas: Rome Oh for the rising moon over the roofs of Rome
Sara Teasdale Vignettes Overseas: Ruins of Paestum On lowlands where the temples lie
Sara Teasdale Vignettes Overseas: Stresa The moon grows out of the hills
Sara Teasdale Vignettes Overseas: Villa Serbelloni, Bellaggio The fountain shivers lightly in the rain
Sara Teasdale A Winter Blue Jay Crisply the bright snow whispered,
Sara Teasdale A Winter Night My window-pane is starred with frost,
Sara Teasdale Wishes I wish for such a lot of things
Robert Tennant Wee Davie Daylicht Wee Davie Daylicht keeks ower the sea
Alfred Lord Tennyson Ask Me No More Ask me no more: the moon may draw the sea;
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Bee and the Flower The bee buzzed up in the heat
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Blackbird O blackbird! sing me something well:
Alfred Lord Tennyson Break, Break, Break Break, break, break, on thy cold gray stones, O sea!
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Brook I chatter over stony ways, in little sharps and trebles
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Brook I chatter, chatter, as I flow to join the brimming river
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Brook I come from haunts of coot and hern,
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Charge of the Light Brigade Half a league, half a league, half a league onward
Alfred Lord Tennyson Circumstance Two children in two neighbor villages
Alfred Lord Tennyson The City Child Dainty little maiden, whither would you wander?
Alfred Lord Tennyson Crossing the Bar Sunset and evening star, and one clear call for me!
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Death of the Old Year Full knee-deep lies the winter snow
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Deserted House Life and Thought have gone away
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Dying Swan The plain was grassy, wild and bare,
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Eagle He clasps the crag with crooked hands;
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Eagle He clasps the crag with hookèd hands
Alfred Lord Tennyson Early Spring Once more the Heavenly Power makes all things new,
Alfred Lord Tennyson England and America in 1782 O thou that sendest out the man
Alfred Lord Tennyson Far—Far—Away What sight so lured him thro' the fields he knew
Alfred Lord Tennyson A Farewell Flow down, cold rivulet, to the sea,
Alfred Lord Tennyson A Farewell Flow down, cold rivulet, to the sea,
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Flower Once in a golden hour
Alfred Lord Tennyson Flower in the Crannied Wall Flower in the crannied wall, I pluck you out of the crannies,
Alfred Lord Tennyson In Memoriam A. H. H. Strong Son of God, immortal Love
Alfred Lord Tennyson In Memoriam, VII Dark house, by which once more I stand
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Kraken Below the thunders of the upper deep;
Alfred Lord Tennyson Lady Clare It was the time when lilies blow
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Lady of Shalott On either side the river lie
Alfred Lord Tennyson Little Birdie What does little birdie say, in her nest at peep of day?
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Lord of Burleigh In her ear he whispers gaily
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Lotos-Eaters "Courage!" he said, and pointed toward the land
Alfred Lord Tennyson Mariana With blackest moss the flower-pots
Alfred Lord Tennyson Mariana in the South With one black shadow at its feet
Alfred Lord Tennyson The May Queen You must wake and call me early, call me early, mother dear;
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Mermaid Who would be a mermaid fair,
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Merman Who would be a merman bold sitting alone
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Miller's Daughter I see the wealthy miller yet
Alfred Lord Tennyson Mine Be the Strength Mine be the strength of spirit fierce and free
Alfred Lord Tennyson The New Year Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky
Alfred Lord Tennyson Now Sleeps the Crimson Petal Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Oak Live thy life, young and old,
Alfred Lord Tennyson Oenone There lies a vale in Ida, lovelier
Alfred Lord Tennyson Of Old Sat Freedom Of old sat Freedom on the heights,
Alfred Lord Tennyson Oh! Yet We Trust Oh! yet we trust that somehow good, will be the final goal of ill,
Alfred Lord Tennyson On a Mourner Nature, so far as in her lies
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Owl When cats run home and light is come
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Palace of Art I built my soul a lordly pleasure-house
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Poet's Song The rain had fallen, the Poet arose,
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Revenge At Flores in the Azores Sir Richard Grenville lay
Alfred Lord Tennyson Ring Out, Wild Bells Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Sea-Fairies Slow sail'd the weary mariners and saw,
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Shell See what a lovely shell, small and pure as a pearl,
Alfred Lord Tennyson Sir Galahad My good blade carves the casques of men
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Snowdrop Many, many welcomes, February, fair maid,
Alfred Lord Tennyson A Spirit Haunts the Year's Last Hours A Spirit haunts the year's last hours dwelling amid these yellowing bowers
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Splendor Falls The splendor falls on castle walls
Alfred Lord Tennyson Spring Now fades the last long streak of snow;
Alfred Lord Tennyson St. Agnes' Eve Deep on the convent-roof the snows
Alfred Lord Tennyson Strong Son of God, Immortal Love Strong Son of God, immortal Love, whom we, that have not seen thy face,
Alfred Lord Tennyson Sweet and Low Sweet and low, sweet and low, wind of the western sea
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Tears of Heaven Heaven weeps above the earth all night till morn,
Alfred Lord Tennyson Tears, Idle Tears Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Throstle "Summer is coming, summer is coming,
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Time Draws Near The time draws near the birth of Christ
Alfred Lord Tennyson Tithonus The woods decay, the woods decay and fall
Alfred Lord Tennyson To J. S. The wind, that beats the mountain, blows
Alfred Lord Tennyson The Two Voices A still small voice spake unto me
Alfred Lord Tennyson Ulysses It little profits that an idle king
Alfred Lord Tennyson Will O well for him whose will is strong!
Alfred Lord Tennyson Winter The frost is here, and fuel is dear,
Alfred Lord Tennyson You Ask Me Why You ask me, why, tho' ill at ease, within this region I subsist
William Makepeace Thackeray After the Storm And when,—its force expended, the harmless storm was ended
William Makepeace Thackeray At the Zoo First I saw the white bear, then I saw the black
William Makepeace Thackeray Little Billee There were three sailors of Bristol city
Celia Thaxter Chanticleer I wake! I feel the day is near
Celia Thaxter Jack Frost Rustily creak the crickets
Celia Thaxter Little Gustava Little Gustava sits in the sun,
Celia Thaxter Lock the Dairy Door "Lock the dairy door! Lock the dairy door!
Celia Thaxter March I wonder what spendthrift chose to spill
Celia Thaxter Nikolina O tell me, little children, have you seen her
Celia Thaxter The Robin In the tall elm tree sat the Robin bright
Celia Thaxter The Sandpiper Across the lonely beach we flit
Celia Thaxter A Song of Easter Sing, children, sing! And the lily censers swing
Celia Thaxter Spring The alder by the river shakes out her powdery curls;
Celia Thaxter Wild Geese The wind blows, the sun shines, the birds sing loud,
Ernest Lawrence Thayer Casey at the Bat The outlook wasn't brilliant for the Mudville nine that day
Edith M. Thomas Babouscka Babouscka sits before the fire, upon a winter's night
Edith M. Thomas The Fir-Tree O singing Wind, searching field and wood,
Edith M. Thomas The God of Music The God of Music dwelleth out of doors.
Edith M. Thomas Moly Traveller, pluck a stem of moly
Edith M. Thomas Shoe or Stocking In Holland, children set their shoes
Maurice Thompson In the Haunts of Bass and Bream Dreams come true, and everything
G. W. Thornbury Dirge on the Death of Oberon, the Fairy King Toll the lilies' silver bells!
Walter Thornbury The Cavalier's Escape Trample! trample! went the roan
Theodore Tilton Baby Bye Baby Bye, here's a fly
John Townsend Trowbridge Farm-Yard Song Over the hill the farm-boy goes
John Townsend Trowbridge Farmer John Home from his journey, Farmer John
JohnTownsend Trowbridge Midwinter The speckled sky is dim with snow
Charles Tennyson Turner Letty's Globe When Letty had scarce pass'd her third glad year
Elizabeth Turner The Canary Mary had a little bird
Henry van Dyke The Angler's Reveille What time the rose of dawn is laid across the lips of night,
Margaret Vandegrift The Sandman The rosy clouds float overhead
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Rest Rest is not quitting, the busy career;
Olive A. Wadsworth Over in the Meadow Over in the meadow in a nest built of sticks
Olive A. Wadsworth Over in the Meadow Over in the meadow, in the sand, in the sun,
Lydia Avery Coonley Ward Baby Corn A happy mother stalk of corn held close a baby ear
Lydia Avery Coonley Ward Christmas Song Why do bells for Christmas ring?
Lydia Avery Coonley Ward Flag Song Out on the breeze, o'er land and seas
Anna B. Warner Ready for Duty Daffy-down-dilly came up in the cold
L. G. Warner Friends North wind came whistling through the wood,
Isaac Watts Cradle Hymn Hush, my dear, lie still and slumber
Isaac Watts How Doth the Little Busy Bee How doth the little busy bee, improve each shining hour
Isaac Watts Let Dogs Delight To Bark and Bite Let dogs delight to bark and bite for God hath made them so
Isaac Watts Love between Brothers and Sisters Whatever brawls disturb the street
Isaac Watts O God, Our Help in Ages Past O God, our help in ages past, our hope for years to come,
Fred E. Weatherly The Dustman When the toys are growing weary
Anna M. Wells The Cow-Boy's Song "Mooly cow, mooly cow, home from the wood they sent me to fetch you as fast as I could
Thomas Westwood Little Bell Piped the blackbird on the beechwood spray
Thomas Westwood Mine Host of "The Golden Apple" A goodly host one day was mine
Robert Wever In Youth Is Pleasure In a harbour grene aslepe whereas I lay
Walt Whitman Aboard at a Ship's Helm Aboard at a ship's helm, a young steersman steering with care
Walt Whitman A Clear Midnight This is thy hour, O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless
Walt Whitman The Dalliance of the Eagles Skirting the river road, (my forenoon walk, my rest,)
Walt Whitman I Hear America Singing I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear
Walt Whitman My Canary Bird Did we count great, O soul, to penetrate the themes of mighty books,
Walt Whitman A Noiseless Patient Spider A noiseless patient spider, I mark'd where on a little promontory it stood isolated
Walt Whitman O Captain! My Captain! O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done
Walt Whitman Song of Myself I celebrate myself, and sing myself
Walt Whitman To a Locomotive in Winter Thee for my recitative
Walt Whitman When I Heard the Learn'd Astronomer When I heard the learn'd astronomer, when the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me
Walt Whitman The Wound-Dresser An old man bending I come among new faces
Adeline Whitney February Will winter never be over?
John Greenleaf Whittier All's Well The clouds, which rise with thunder, slake
John Greenleaf Whittier Autumn Thoughts Gone hath the Spring, with all its flowers
John Greenleaf Whittier Barbara Frietchie Up from the meadows rich with corn
John Greenleaf Whittier The Barefoot Boy Blessings on thee, little man
John Greenleaf Whittier Benedicite God's love and peace be with thee, where
John Greenleaf Whittier The Brewing of Soma The fagots blazed, the caldron's smoke
John Greenleaf Whittier The Christian Slave A Christian! going, gone!
John Greenleaf Whittier The Corn Song Heap high the farmer's wintry hoard!
John Greenleaf Whittier A Day Talk not of sad November, when a day
John Greenleaf Whittier The Drovers Through heat and cold, and shower, and sun, still onward cheerly driving!
John Greenleaf Whittier The Eternal Goodness O friends! with whom my feet have trod
John Greenleaf Whittier The Eve of Election From gold to gray our mild sweet day of Indian Summer fades too soon
John Greenleaf Whittier The Farewell of a Virginia Slave Mother to Her Daughters Sold into Southern Bondage Gone, gone,—sold and gone
John Greenleaf Whittier Forgiveness My heart was heavy, for its trust had been
John Greenleaf Whittier The Frost Spirit He comes,—he comes,—the Frost Spirit comes! You may trace his footsteps now
John Greenleaf Whittier The Huskers It was late in mild October, and the long autumnal rain
John Greenleaf Whittier Ichabod So fallen! so lost! the light withdrawn
John Greenleaf Whittier In School-Days Still sits the school-house by the road,
John Greenleaf Whittier Indian Summer From gold to gray, our mild, sweet day
John Greenleaf Whittier The Joy of Giving Somehow, not only for Christmas but all the long year through
John Greenleaf Whittier King Solomon and the Ants Out from Jerusalem the king rode with his great war chiefs and lords of state
John Greenleaf Whittier Laus Deo! It is done! Clang of bell and roar of gun
John Greenleaf Whittier The Light That Is Felt A tender child of summers three
John Greenleaf Whittier The Lost Occasion Some die too late and some too soon
John Greenleaf Whittier Maud Muller Maud Muller on a summer's day raked the meadow sweet with hay
John Greenleaf Whittier Oriental Maxims: Conduct Heed how thou livest. Do no act by day
John Greenleaf Whittier Oriental Maxims: Laying Up Treasure Before the Ender comes, whose charioteer
John Greenleaf Whittier Oriental Maxims: The Inward Judge The soul itself its awful witness is
John Greenleaf Whittier Overruled The threads our hands in blindness spin
John Greenleaf Whittier The Pumpkin Oh, greenly and fair in the lands of the sun
John Greenleaf Whittier Requirement We live by Faith; but Faith is not the slave
John Greenleaf Whittier The Ship-Builders The sky is ruddy in the east
John Greenleaf Whittier Snowbound The sun that brief December day
John Greenleaf Whittier Storm on Lake Asquam A cloud, like that the old-time Hebrew saw
John Greenleaf Whittier Telling the Bees Here is the place; right over the hill
John Greenleaf Whittier The Three Bells of Glasgow Beneath the low-hung night cloud
John Greenleaf Whittier To ——: Lines Written After a Summer Day's Excursion Fair Nature's priestesses to whom
John Greenleaf Whittier The Trailing Arbutus I wandered lonely where the pine-trees made
John Greenleaf Whittier Trust The same old baffling questions! O my friend
John Greenleaf Whittier The Waiting I wait and watch: before my eyes
John Greenleaf Whittier Winter The sun that brief December day rose cheerless over hills of gray
John Greenleaf Whittier The Wish of To-day I ask not now for gold to gild
John Greenleaf Whittier The Yankee Girl She sings by her wheel at that low cottage-door
Ella Wheeler Wilcox Wishing Do you wish the world were better?
Ella Wheeler Wilcox You Never Can Tell You never can tell when you send a word
Dixie Willson The Mist and All I like the fall, the mist and all
George Wither Our Joyful Feast So, now is come our joyful feast
Charles Wolfe The Burial of Sir John Moore Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note
F. C. Woodworth The Snow Bird The ground was all covered with snow one day
Samuel Woodworth The Old Oaken Bucket How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood
Dorothy Wordsworth The Cottager to Her Infant The days are cold, the nights are long
William Wordsworth Alice Fell, or, Poverty The post-boy drove with fierce career,
William Wordsworth A Character I marvel how Nature could ever find space
William Wordsworth Character of the Happy Warrior Who is the happy Warrior? Who is he that every man in arms should wish to be?
William Wordsworth Characteristics of a Child Three Years Old Loving she is, and tractable, though wild;
William Wordsworth Composed Upon Westminster Bridge Earth has not anything to show more fair
William Wordsworth The Daffodils I wandered lonely as a cloud, that floats on high o'er vales and hills,
William Wordsworth The Eagle and the Dove Shade of Caractacus, if spirits love
William Wordsworth Expostulation and Reply "Why, William, on that old grey stone,
William Wordsworth The Green Linnet Beneath these fruit-tree boughs that shed
William Wordsworth I Travelled among Unknown Men I travelled among unknown men, in lands beyond the sea;
William Wordsworth It Is a Beauteous Evening It is a beauteous evening, calm and free
William Wordsworth The Kitten and Falling Leaves That way look, my Infant, lo!
William Wordsworth The Kitten, and Falling Leaves See the kitten on the wall, sporting with the leaves that fall
William Wordsworth Lines Written in Early Spring I heard a thousand blended notes,
William Wordsworth London, 1802 Milton! thou should'st be living at this hour:
William Wordsworth Lucy She dwelt among the untrodden ways
William Wordsworth Lucy Gray Oft had I heard of Lucy Gray, and when I crossed the Wild
William Wordsworth They Called Thee Merry England They called Thee Merry England, in old time
William Wordsworth Mutability From low to high doth dissolution climb
William Wordsworth Ode to Duty Stern Daughter of the Voice of God!
William Wordsworth Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream
William Wordsworth Personal Talk I am not One who much or oft delight
William Wordsworth The Pet Lamb The dew was falling fast, the stars began to blink;
William Wordsworth The Pet Lamb The dew was falling fast, the stars began to blink
William Wordsworth The Rainbow My heart leaps up when I behold
William Wordsworth The Redbreast Chasing the Butterfly Art thou the bird whom Man loves best,
William Wordsworth Resolution and Independence There was a roaring in the wind all night
William Wordsworth The Reverie of Poor Susan At the corner of Wood Street, when daylight appears,
William Wordsworth September 1802: Near Dover Inland, within a hollow vale, I stood
William Wordsworth She Was a Phantom of Delight She was a Phantom of delight when first she gleamed upon my sight
William Wordsworth A Slumber Did My Spirit Seal A slumber did my spirit seal, I had no human fears
William Wordsworth The Solitary Reaper Behold her, single in the field,
William Wordsworth Sonnet Earth has not anything to show more fair:
William Wordsworth Surprised by Joy Surprised by joy—impatient as the Wind
William Wordsworth The Tables Turned Up! up! my Friend, and quit your books
William Wordsworth Thought of a Briton on the Subjugation of Switzerland Two Voices are there; one is of the sea,
William Wordsworth Tintern Abbey Five years have past; five summers, with the length
William Wordsworth To a Butterfly Stay near me—do not take thy flight!
William Wordsworth To a Butterfly I've watched you now a full half hour
William Wordsworth To a Child: Written in Her Album Small service is true service while it lasts.
William Wordsworth To a Sky-Lark Up with me! up with me into the clouds!
William Wordsworth To a Skylark Ethereal minstrel! pilgrim of the sky!
William Wordsworth To H. C.
Six Years Old
O thou! whose fancies from afar are brought;
William Wordsworth To the Cuckoo O Blithe New-comer! I have heard,
William Wordsworth To the Daisy In youth from rock to rock I went, from hill to hill in discontent
William Wordsworth To the Daisy Bright Flower! whose home is everywhere,
William Wordsworth To the Same Flower With little here to do or see
William Wordsworth To the Same Flower Pleasures newly found are sweet
William Wordsworth To the Small Celandine Pansies, lilies, kingcups, daisies,
William Wordsworth To the Supreme Being The prayers I make will then be sweet indeed
William Wordsworth When I Have Borne in Memory When I have borne in memory what has tamed
William Wordsworth Where Lies the Land Where lies the Land to which yon Ship must go?
William Wordsworth The World Is Too Much with Us The world is too much with us; late and soon
William Wordsworth A Wren's Nest Among the dwellings framed by birds in field or forest with nice care
William Wordsworth Written in March The cock is crowing, the stream is flowing,
William Wordsworth Written in Very Early Youth Calm is all nature as a resting wheel.
William Wordsworth Written While Sailing in a Boat at Evening How richly glows the water's breast
E. V. Wright When Father Carves the Duck We all look on with anxious eyes
Sir Thomas Wyatt The Appeal And wilt thou leave me thus! Say nay, say nay, for shame!
Sir Thomas Wyatt Forget Not Yet Forget not yet the tried intent of such a truth as I have meant
Sir Thomas Wyatt A Revocation What should I say?—Since Faith is dead
Sir Thomas Wyatt To His Lute My lute, awake! perform the last
Sir Thomas Wyatt Vixi Puellis Nuper Idoneus They flee from me that sometime did me seek
Elinor Wylie Silver Filigree The icicles wreathing
Elinor Wylie Velvet Shoes Let us walk in the white snow
Annette Wynne A Letter Is a Gypsy Elf A letter is a gypsy elf—it goes where I would go myself
William Butler Yeats The Song of the Happy Shepherd The woods of Arcady are dead
William Butler Yeats The Song of Wandering Aengus I went out to the hazel wood,

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