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William Young.


Who is it rides with whip and spur—
Or madman, or king's messenger?

The night is near, the lights begin
To glimmer from the roadside inn,

And o'er the moorland, waste and wide,

The mists behind the horseman ride.

"Ho, there within — a stirrup-cup! No time have I to sleep or sup.

"An honest cup! — and mingle well The juices that have still the spell

"To banish doubt and care, and slay

The ghosts that prowl the king's highway."

"And whither dost thou ride, my friend?"

"My friend, to find the roadway's end."

His eyeballs shone: he caught and quaffed,

With scornful lips, the burning draught.

"Yea, friend, I ride to prove my life;

If there be guerdon worth the strife—

"If after loss, and after gain.
And after bliss, and after pain,

"There be no deeper draught than this —

No sharper pain — no sweeter bliss—

"Nor anything which yet I crave This side, or yet beyond the grave —

"All this, all this I ride to know; So pledge me, gray-beard, ere I go."

"But gold thou hast: and youth is thine,

And on thy breast the blazoned sign

"Of honor — yea, and Love hath bound,

With rose and leaf thy temples round.

"With youth, and name, and wealth in store,

And woman's love, what wilt thou more?"

"' What more?' 'what more ?' thou gray-beard wight?

That something yet — that one delight—

"To know! to know! — although it be

To know but endless misery!

"The something that doth beckon still,

Beyond the plain, beyond the hill,

"Beyond the moon, beyond the sun, Where yonder shining coursers run.

"Farewell! Where'er the pathway trend,

I ride, I ride, to find the end!"


A bee flew in At my window Kimball,

Abide not in the land of dreams, Burleigh,

Abide with me! fast falls the eventide, l.yte, . .

A bird sang sweet Arm strong, Curtis, .

A blue-eyed child that sits amid the noon, Bmnett,

Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase),

A brace of sinners, for no gtxRl Wolcoi.

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A certain l — I've forgotten his name —
A chieftain, to the Highlands bound,
A clergyman who longed to trace, . .
A clouil lay cradled near the setting sun,

Across the narrow beach we nit Thaxter,

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A district school, not far away Palmer,

Advancing Spring profusely spreads abroad Bloomfield,

Ae fond kiss, and then we sever,

A face that should content me wondrous well,

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A fellow in a market town H olcol

A tlerv soul, which, working out its way, „f , "'' M ''

A liocV of sheep that leisurely pass by, WorantortK, . .

A fox. full fraught with seeming sanctity Onden

Afraid of critics! an unworthy fear, '* ',,'

After so long an absence H. JJ • Longellow.

After this feud of yours and mine, f. M. II- I "«'. .

Against her foes Rock well defends Craooe

Against her mouth she pressed the rose Jtnnison

Age has now Rogers .

A good man there was of religion Chaucer,

A great mind is an altar on a mil,

A grief without a pang, void, dark, and drear, .

A Bed fellow, wasting tupless days, G. Arnold, .

Ah, deeply the minstrel has felt all he sings Landon,

Ah, happy day, refuse to go! Spofford,

Ah me! forevennore Hayue, .

Ah! my heart is weary waiting; McCarthy,

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A lily-girl, not made for this world's pain,.

A lily rooted in a sacred soil,

A little child, beneath a tree,

A little hand, a fair soft hand

All are not taken ! they are left behind, .
All beautiful things bring sadness, . . .

All change; no death,

All conquest-Mushed, from prostrate Python
All day 1 heard a humming in my ears, . .
All joy was bereft me the day that you left me,
All moveless stand the ancient cedar trees.
All promise is poor dilatory man, ....
"All quiet along the i'otomac," they say, .
All round the lake the wet woods shake, .
All the kisses that 1 have given, ....
"All the rivers run into the sea," . . . .

All the world's a stage

All things have a double power

All things once are things for ever; . . .
All thoughts, all passions, all delights, . .
All winter drives along the darkened air, .
All worldly shapes shall melt in gloom, . .
Almighty Father! let thy lowly child, . .

Almost at the rllot, .

Alone 1 walked the ocean strand, ....

A lovely sky, a cloudless sun

Although Tenter not, . «

A man's life is a tower,

A man so various that he seemed to be,
A man there came, whence none could tell,

Amid the elms that interlace

A monarch soul hath ruled thyself, O Queen

Among so many, can He care?

And are ye sure the news is true? ....

And greedy Avarice by him did ride, . . .
And if my voice break forth, 'tis not that now,
And is there care in heaven? ....

And is the swallow gone? .......

And ne'er did Grecian chisel trace, . .
And now arriving at the Hall, he tried, .
And now, unveiled, the toilet stands displaced,
And now, while winged with ruin from on high,
And oh, the longing, burning eye! ...
And such is Human Life ; so, gliding on, .
And thou hast stolen a jewel, Death, . .

And thou hast walked al>out.

Ami was it not enough that, meekly growings
And were that best, Love, dreamless, endless sleep?
And yet how lovely In thine age of woe, . .
Angels are we, that, once from heaven exiled,
Anon tired laborers bless their sheltering home,

An original something, fair maid

Answer me, burning stars of night! . . . .
A poet! He hath put his heart to school, . .
A power hid in pathos; a fire veiled in cloud:

April is in;

Are these the pompous tidings ye proclaim, .
Around, around, flew each sweet sound, . .
Arrived at home, how then they gazed around,

A sad old house by the sea,

As a fond mother, when the day is o'er, . .
As doctors give phvsic by wav of prevention,
As dyed in blood, the streaming vines appear,
A sensitive plant in a garden grew, ....
A sentence hath formed a character, ....
A sentinel angel sitting high in glory, . . .

A serener blue

As I came round the harbor buoy

A simple child,

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A simple, sodded mound of earth, Preston 435

As 1 was sitting in a wood, Mackay, 757

Ask me no more; the moon may draw the sea, .... Tennyson, 578

Ask iue no more where dove bestows, Cartw, 118

Ask me why J send you here, llerrick 266

A slanting ray of evening light, J. Taylor, 572

As leavt s turned red, F. Botes, 83

As light November snows to empty nests, K.B.Browning, . . 67

As lords their laborers' hire delay, Scott, 479

A soldier of the Legion lay dying in Algiers C. E. S. Norton, . . 397

A sower went forth to sow, * Gifder, 231

As precious gums are not for lasting fire, ...... Dryden, 206

As ships, becalmed at eve, that lay Clough, 131

As slow our ship her foaming track, . Moore, 3*8

As sweet as the breath that goeK T. B. Aldrich, ... 10

As sweet desire of day before the day Swinburne, .... 552

A steed, a steed of matchless speed! Motherwell, .... 392

A street there is in Paris famous, Thackeray, .... 782

As thoughts possess the fashion of the mood, .... Abbey, 2

As through the land at eve we went, Tennyson, 577

A story or Ponce de Leon, Rnttencorth, .... 89

A summer mist on the mountain heights, Webster 631

As virtuous men pass mildly away, Donne, 818

As when a little child returned from play, Miller, 373

As when in watches of the night we see, Applelon, 19

As woodbine weds the plants, Cowper} 161

At dawn the fleel stretched miles away, J. 1. Fields, .... 225

At dawn when the jubilant morning broke, J. C. R. Dorr, . . . 186

A thing of beauty is a jov forever, Keats, 312

A thousand daily sects rise up and die, Dryden, 205

A thousand years shall come and go, R. T. Cooke, .... 152

At kirk knelt Valborg, the cold altar-stone, G. Houghton 284

At midnight in his guarded tent, Halleck, 248

At our creation, but the word was said; Quarles, 451

A traveller across the desert waste, Abbey. 1

At summer eve, when Heaven's ethereal bow, .... Campbell, 115

Autobiography! so you say, Harergal, 823

Avoid extremes; and shun the fault of such, .... Pope, 432

A weary weed, tossed to and fro, Feuner 222

A wet sheet and a flowing sea, . Cunningham,. . . . lhO

A wife, as tender, and as true withal, Dryden 206

Ay, scatter me well, 'tis a moist spring day K. Cook, 149

Ay, but to die, and go we know not where, Shakespeare,, . . . 487

Backward, turn baekward? O Time, in your flight, . . Allen, 15

Bards of passion and of mirth, Feats, 311

Beautiful Evelyn Hope is dead! Il. Browning,.... 69

Becalmed along the azure sky TrxncbrUlge, .... 609

Because I feel that, in the heavens above, Poe, 425

Because I hold it sinful to despond, Thaxter £89

Because in a day of my davs to come, Sangster, 468

Because I wear the swaddling bands of time, .... S. H. Palfrey, . . . 847

Be cause love's sigh is but a sigh, Winter. 660

Before I trust my fate to thee, ^4."4. Ihvcter, ... 442

Behold her there in the evening sun, Larcom, 330

Behold the rockv wall. Holmes, 279

Believe not that vour inner eye, Lont Houghton, ... 287

Ben Battle was a"soldier bold Hood 739

Bending between me and the taper, A. T. DeVtre, ... 185

Beneath the hill you may see the mill, Saxe, 474

Beneath yon tree", observe an ancient pair, Crabbe, 168

Benighted in my pilgrimage,— alone,— Tilton 602

Be patient! oh, be patient! Put your ear against the earth, Trench 604

Beside me,—in the car,—she sat. Clough 132

Beside von straggling fence that skirts the way, . . . Goltfsmith, .... 235

Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar, Shakespeare, .... 485

Better trust all and be iieceived Kemble, 318

Beyond the smiling and the weeping, Bonar, 48

Bird of the wilderness Hogg, 271 Black boughs against a pale, clear sky, Lazarus, 337

Black Tragedy let slip her grim disguise, T. B. Atdrich, ... 12

Blame. not the timet in which we live Symomls, 559

Blessed is he who hath not trod the ways, A. T. De fere, . . . 1*6

Blessings on thee, little man, . . ... . Whittier, 639

Blessed is the man whose heart and hands are pure! Symonds, 556

Blow, blow, thou winter wind, . Shakesptare, .... 484

Blow, northern winds! Hopkins 628

Bonnie Tibbie Inglls M. fIoteitt 295

Bowed half with age and half with reverence, . . . . A. Fields, ..... 224

Brave spirit, that will brook no intervention Bichnrdson, .... 458

Break, break, break, Tennyson, 564

Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, Scott 476

Bright as the pillar rose at Heaven's command, . . . Campbell 116

Bright books! the perspectives to our weak sights, . . I'aughan, 626

Bright shadows of true rest! some shoots of bliss, . . Vatulhan, 624

Bright Star! would 1 were steadfast as thou art, . . . Keats 311

Bring poppies for a wearv mind Wintrr, 658

Brown bird, with a wisp In your mouth, Braddock, 805

Burly, dozing humble-bee, Emerson. 214

"Hut a week is so long ! '* he said, J. C. R. ikter, . . . 195

But grant, the virtues of a temperate prime, S.Johnson, .... 308

But happy they! the happiest of their kind! .... Thomson, 581

But list! a low and moamng sound, Wilson, 657

But not e'en pleasure to excess is good, Thomson, 596

But now the games succeeded, then a pause A. Fields, 223

But what strange art, what magic can dispose, .... Crabbe, 170

But who the melodies of morn can tell? Beattie, 34

By Nebo's lonely mountain, Alexander, .... 12

By numbers here front shame or censure free, .... S.Johnson, .... 309

By the flow of the inland river Finch, 227

By the motes do we know where the sunbeam is slanting, AI.AI. Dodge, . . . 192

By the pleasant path* we know Prescott, 433

By the rude bridge that arched the flood, Emerson, 215

By these mysterious ties, the busy power, A ken side, 5

By the wayside, on a mossy stone, Hoyt.. ...... 296

Calm me. my God, and keep me calm, Bonar 48

Calm on the bosom of our tind, Hemans, 263

Care lives with all; no rules, no precepts save, . . . . Crabbe 169

Centre of light ami energy! thy way, Perciral, .... 411

Charlemagne, the mighty monarch, W. A. Butler, ... 87

Cheap, mighty art! her art of love, Vanyhan, 622

Children, that lay their pretty garlands by, Craik, 172

'' Choose thou between!" and to his enemy, .... Benset. 38

Christ, whose glory tllls the skies, Wesley, 632

Clear, plftcid Lemau ! thy contrasted lake, Byron, 101

Cleon hath ten thousand acres, Afackay, 362

Close his eyes; his work Is done! Boker 47

Cold in the earth — and the deep snow E. Bronte" 54

Cold is the piean honor slugs, Winter, 661

Come a little nearer, doctor,— Witlson, 6.V>

Come, brother, turn with me from pining thought, . . Dana 182

Come, come, come, my love, come and hurry Iliordan, Kjn

Come, Disappointment, come! II.K. White, .... 635

Come into the garden, Maud Tennyson 50x

Come, let us anew our journey pursue, Wesley, 633

Come, listen all unto mv song Saxe, 775

Come live with me and be my love Afarioice, 842

Come not when I am dead, Tennyson, 5*3

Come, sleep, O sleep, the certain knot of peace, . . . Sidney, 499

Comes something down with eventide, Burbidye 8oti

Come, then, rare politicians of the time, Vanghan, 623

Come, then, tell me, sage divine, Akenside, ..... 4

Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish, .... Moore, 367

Companion dear! the hour draws nigh; Sigourney 499

Confide ye aye in Providence, for Providence is kind, . Ballantyne, .... 28

Consider the sea's listless chime: D. O. Botsettt, . . . 467

"Coquette," my love they sometimes call Hobertson, 851

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