MID. 'Mid pleasures and palaces, though we Mild offspring of a dark and sullen Mine be a cot beside the rill, 571. MONTGOMERY (James), 490. Morning, by Rev. John Keble, 640. Most glorious Lord of Life, that on My eye, descending from the hill, My heart aches, and a drowsy numb- My loved, my honour'd, much re- My mind to me a kingdom is, 90. My true love hath my heart, and I Mysterious Night! when our first N. NAIRN (Lady), 486. Next will I sing the valiant falcon's Night at Sea, by Letitia Elizabeth Night before Waterloo (The), 459. Night Scene (A), by W. Browne, 125. Nightingale (Address to), by Barn- Noble Nature (The), by Ben Jonson, ON. No more dams I'll make for fish, 76. Not a drum was heard, not a funeral Now great Hyperion left his glorious Now westward Sol had spent the Nymph's (The), Reply, by Raleigh, 58. 0. O BLITHE new-comer! I have heard, O come, blest Spirit! whatsoe'er thou O day most calm, most bright, 91. O listen, listen, ladies gay, 484. O say what is that thing call'd Light, O sing unto my roundelay, 381. O that those lips had language! Life O Wild West Wind, thou breath of O winter, wilt thou never, never go, Ode to Evening, by W. Collins, 205. Of all the girls that are so smart, 279. Oft has it been my lot to mark, 372. Old and Young Courtier (The), 146. On Linden, when the sun was low, 540. ON. On the Receipt of my Mother's Pic- Our bugles sang truce-for the night- Over hill, over dale, 72. P. | SOUTHWELL. ROGERS (Samuel), 570. Rule Britannia, by Jos. Thomson, 286. SACKVILLE (Charles), 227. (Thos.), Earl of Dorset, 28. PACK, clouds, away, and welcome St. Agnes' Eve-Ah, bitter chill it day, 224. PARNELL (Thomas), 325. Pastoral (A), by John Byrom, 276. PAYNE (John Howard), 606. Peschiera, by Arthur H. Clough, 620. Poor Jack, by Charles Dibdin, 397. PRAED (Winthrop Mackworth), 613. PROCTOR (Adelaide Ann), 631. Pulteney (To Miss Charlotte), by Am- Q. QUARLES (Francis), 122. R. RAINBOW (The), by T. Campbell, 542. Retirement, by Charles Cotton, 202. Robin Goodfellow, 142. was, 406. Saint Cecilia's Day (Song for), 219. SEDLEY (Sir Charles), 222. See the chariot at hand here of love, 99. Shall I, wasting in despair, 155. Shepherd Boy (The), by L. E. Mac- Shepherd's Commendation of her Shepherd's Resolution George Wither, 155. (The), by She was a queen of noble Nature's Skylark (To a), by P. B. Shelley, 467. Sleep on, and dream of heaven awhile, Sleepest or wakest thou, jolly Shep- Sleeping Beauty, by S. Rogers, 571. Solitude, by Henry Kirke White, 451. SOMERVILLE (William), 264. Robin's (A), Requiem, by John Web- SOUTHEY (Robert), 533- ster, 214. SOUTHWELL (Robert), 63. SPLENDID. 'TIS. Splendid Shilling (The), by John The voice which I did more esteem, Philips, 233. SPENSER (Edmund), 34. Spring, by Robert Bloomfield, 434. Squire's Pew (The), by Jane Taylor, SUCKLING (Sir John), 131. Sunday, by George Herbert, 91. Surrey's (Earl) Reflections, while a Sweet are the thoughts that savour of Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the Sweet bird! that sing'st away the Sweet country life, to such unknown, 1 The glories of our birth and state, 141., The lovely purple of the moon's be- The mourner, by George Crabbe, 403. The spacious firmament on high, 184. 1 156. The waters are flashing, 471. The way was long, the wind was cold, The World and Death one day them The World's a bubble, and the Life of There's a bower of roses by Ben- There is a flower, a little flower, 490. There was a time when meadow, grove, There was three kings into the East, These as they change, Almighty Father, They come! the merry summer months of beauty, song, and flowers, 579. Those evening bells! those evening Thought on the Seashore (A), by John Thoughts in a Garden, by Andrew Marvel, 185. Three Warnings (The), by Mrs. Piozzi, Thrice happy he who by some shady Thrice, oh thrice happy, shepherd's Through the blue and frosty heavens, 632. Thrush (To the), by Wm. Drummond, Thrush's Nest (The), by J. Clare, 616. Tired nature's sweet restorer, balmy 'Tis gone, that bright and orbed blaze, 'Tis instinct that directs the jealous 'Tis time this heart should be un- YOU. When maidens such as Hester die, When Phoebus lifts his head out of the When the sheep are in the fauld, and Where the bee sucks, there suck I, 67. WHITE (Joseph Blanco), 456. Whose imp art thou, with dimpled Why so pale and wan, fond lover, 131. Wish (A), by Samuel Rogers, 570. Within a thick and spreading haw- WOLCOT (John), 384. WOLFE (Rev. C.), 457. WORDSWORTH (William), 552. WOTTON (Sir Henry), 101. Wrathful Winter (The), 28. Y. Yarrow Visited, by William Words- Yarrow Unvisited, 552. Ye Nymphs of Solyma! begin the Yes! there are real mourners: I have Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once You meaner beauties of the night, 102. young man cried, 539. You must wake and call me early, call You spotted snakes, with double LONDON: PRINTED BY WILLIAM CLOWES AND SONS, STAMFORD STREET, AND CHARING CROSS. 672 |