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INDEX OF FIRST LINES.

A BARD, dear muse, unapt to sing..
A FAIR good-night to thee, love,
AGAIN I hear that creaking step!..

AH me! those old familiar bounds !..

AIRY, fairy Lilian......

A is an angel of blushing eighteen

A KNIGHT and a lady once met in a grove...
ALAS, how soon the hours are over.......

ALL honor to woman, the sweetheart, the wife...
ALTHOUGH I enter not...

AND this was your cradle? Why surely, my Jenny
A PRETTY task, Miss S-, to ask.......

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362

381

117

55

289

192

263

41

353

100

149

62

As beautiful Kitty one morning was tripping..
As Dick and I.............

379

366

A SIMPLE child has claims....

159

As I sat at the café I said to myself......

300

As I went to the wake that is held on the green.

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No, no,"-with a sweet smile beneath

267

“A TEMPLE to Friendship," said Laura, enchanted...

Ay, here stands the Poplar, so tall and so stately........ 262

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FILL the goblet again! for I never before..

273

FOREVER! 'Tis a single word....

190

FOR many a winter in Billiter-lane.

256

GOOD-NIGHT? ah! no; the hour is ill.

275

GOOD pastry is vended..

151

Go-you may call it madness, folly..

246

HERE on my desk it lies ...

347

HERE, where the beech-nuts drop among the grasses.... 210

He stood, a worn-out City clerk....

176

I ASKED my fair one happy day...

253

I'D "read" three hours. Both notes and text...

219

IF every flower's an emblem, as you say.

393

If I were you, when ladies at the play, sir..

197

If this should fail, why then I scarcely know.

205

I'm often asked by plodding souls..

IN London I never know what I'd be at.

IF you've nothing, dear, to tell me....

I KNOW not of what we pondered

I'LL tell you a story that's not in Tom Moore..

I LOVE to hear thine earnest voice..

I'm in love with neighbor Nelly.

IN Clementina's artless mien.

389

185

65

84

313

353

40

240

IN tattered old slippers that toast at the bars..
In the evening, I sit near my poker and tongs.

IN the greenest growth of the May-time.

I PLAY'D with you 'mid cowslips blowing.

I PLUNGE my hand among the leaves..

I RECOLLECT a nurse called Ann..

102

385

335

270

222

168

INDEX.

I REMEMBER the time ere his temples were grey
IRISH eyes! Irish eyes!...

1 SAW him once before.

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IT cannot be said I've no love...

I THINK, whatever mortals crave.

IT ripen'd by the river banks...

It's a singular fact that whenever I order.

I'VE a sweetheart blithe and gay..

JENNY kissed me when we met.....

LADY, very fair are you...

LAST year I trod these fields with Di..

LAUGH on, fair Cousins, for to you..
LITTLE I ask; my wants are few..
LORD HARRY has written a novel.
LOVE me, sweet, with all thou art.

MADAM, you are very pressing....
MAIDEN! with the meek brown eyes...
MARGARET'S beauteous-Grecian arts
'MID the summer flush of roses....
My Aunt my dear unmarried aunt !.
My coachman, in the moonlight there..
My dear, to-morrow I can think..
My little friend so small and neat.
My mother bids me spend my smiles.

My neighbor White; we met to-day..

My temples throb, my pulses boil..

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NATURE! thy fair and smiling face.......

Now o'er the landscape crowd the deepening shades..... 188

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On this Tree if a nightingale settles and sings

POOR Rose! I lift you from the street.
PRITHEE tell me, Dimple-Chin.....

REASON, and Folly, and Beauty, they say..

SHE has beauty, but still you must keep your heart cool..

SHE passed up the aisle on the arm of her sire....

SHE'S jealous! Am I sorry? No!.....

SHE then must once have looked, as I.

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232

359

49

47

154

158

234

225

SIR POET, ere you crossed the lawn..
SLIPS of a kid-skin deftly sewn.

SLY Beelzebub took all occasions..

STILL on the tower stood the vane..

SUNNY breadth of roses.

SWEET flower, that with thy soft blue eye.
SWEET Nea!-for your lovely sake..

TAKE my cloak--and now fix my veil, Jenny..
TELL me, pretty one, where will you sail?.
THE characters of great and small.
THE cunning hand that carved this face.
THE folds of her wine-dark violet dress..
THE glow and the glory are plighted..
THE
poor man's sins are glaring.
THE Queen is proud on her throne
THERE are three ways in which men take..
THERE is a sound that's dear to me.....
THERE'S a time to be jolly, a time to repent.

THERE sits a bird on every trce

THE time I've lost in wooing..

THE wind and the beam loved the rose.

THE wisest of the wise......

THEY may talk of love in a cottage,

THEY nearly strike me dumb..

167

253

286

327

269

310

368

387

155

339

320

142

268

326

87

294

373

308

45
281

38
358

135

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