Fast asleep, mine old familiar friend, 351 Felice la tua madre, 451 Ferry me across the water, 438 First, last, and dearest, 382 Flesh of our flesh, bone of our bone, 84 Foul is she and ill-favoured, set askew, 284 way, 226 From depth to height, from height to loftier Frost-locked all the winter, 345 Gazing through her chamber window, 332 Go from me, summer friends, and tarry Hope is the counterpoise of fear, 271 not, 375 God strengthen me to bear myself, 238 Good-bye in fear, good-bye in sorrow, 441 Grant us, O Lord, that patience and that Grant us such grace that we may work Thy Great or small below, 127 Had Fortune parted us, 397 Hail, garden of confident hope, 135 Hark, the Alleluias of the great salvation, Hark to the song of greeting! The tall Have dead men long to wait? 215 Have I not striven, my God, and watched Have mercy, Thou my God-mercy, my He bore an agony whereof the name, 177 Hear now a curious dream I dreamed last Hope newborn one pleasant morn, 377 Hopping frog, hop here and be seen, 433 How great is little man, 121 How know I that it looms lovely, that land How many authors are my first, 423 I a Princess king-descended, deckt with All-creation sing my song of praise, 68 1 I am a king, 434 I am a star dwelling on high, 97 I am pale with sick desire, 184 I bore with thee long weary days and I cannot tell you how it was, 318 I did not chide him though I knew, 109 I dreamt I caught a little owl, 440 looked for that which is not nor can be, Lord, Thy foolish sinner low and small, love and love not: Lord, it breaks my love one and he loveth me, 108 never said I loved you, John, 349 434 plucked pink blossoms from mine apple- praised the myrtle and the rose, 84 said: This is a beautiful fresh rose, 380 saw a saint. How canst thou tell that sit a queen, and am no widow, and shall sit amid green shady valleys oft, 418 tell my secret? No indeed, not I, 336 thought to deal the death-stroke at a I thought your search was over.' toiled on, but thou, 414 'So I took my heart in my hand, 366 will accept Thy will to do and be, 150 wish you were a pleasant wren, 424 I wonder if the sap is stirring yet, 314 242 I would not if I could undo my past, 383 If all were rain and never sun, 429 If he would come to-day, to-day, to-day, If hope grew on a bush, 434 If I had words, if I had words, 371 If I should say, my heart is in my home, 220 If I were a Queen, 430 If love is not worth loving, then life is not If Mr. Bright retiring does not please, 444 If only I might love my God and die! 244 If that's water you wash your hands in, 381 If thou be dead, forgive, and thou shalt If underneath the water, 343 In Springtime when the leaves are young, In tema e in pena addio, 457 In tempest and storm blackness of darkness In that world we weary to attain, 197 In the grave will be no space, 180 In the meadow-What in the meadow? Is this the Face that thrills with awe. 254 It is not death, O Christ, to die for Thee, It is not for her even brow, 302 It is the greatness of Thy love, dear Lord, 'It's a weary life, it is,' she said, 312 It's oh in Paradise that I fain would be, 249 It was not warning that our fathers lacked, 141 January cold desolate, 432 Jess and Jill are pretty girls, 354 Jesus alone: if thus it were to me, 285 Jesus, Lord God from all eternity, 220 Keep love for youth, and violets for the Kookoorookoo kookoorookoo, 426 La rosa china il volto rosseggiato, 457 of old, 175 Leaf from leaf Christ knows, 221 Lie still, my restive heart, lie still, 123 Life flows down to death; we cannot bind, Life is fleeting, joy is fleeting, 95 Life is not sweet: one day it will be sweet, Life that was born to-day, 271 Lift up thine eyes to seek the invisible, 209 Light colourless doth colour all things else, Light is our sorrow for it ends to-morrow, 122 Like flowers sequestered from the sun, 16 Little lamb, who lost thee? 223 Long ago and long ago, 38 Long and dark the nights, dim and short Long have I longed, till I am tired, 402 Lord, by what inconceivable dim road, strength, 221 Nay, but I grant thee Lullaby oh lullaby, 442 Maiden May sat in her bower, 401 Man's harvest is past, his summer is ended, 202 Man's life is but a working day, 121 Man's life is death, yet Christ endured to Many a flower hath perfume for its dower, Many have sung of love a root of bane, 405 Margaret has a milking-pail, 435 Marvel of marvels if I myself shall behold, 122 Me and my gift: kind Lord, behold, 223 Methinks the ills of life I fain would shun, 420 Minnie and Mattie, 429 Minnie bakes oaten cakes, 436 Mix a pancake, 436 More shower than shine, 392 Mother mine, 392 Mother shake the cherry-tree, 432 Motherless baby and babyless mother, 442 My blessed mother dozing in her chair, My first is no proof of my second, 422 My God, Thyself being Love, Thy Heart is Love, 171 My God, to live: how didst Thou bear to My God, wilt Thou accept, and will not My happy happy dream is finished with, 288 My harvest is done, its promise is ended, 201 My heart is like a singing bird, 335 My life is long. Not so the Angels say, My Lord, my Love, in love's unrest, 183 184 |