I saw him once before...... "Is it come?" they said on the banks of the Nile ........... I think that look of Christ might seem to say It is a place where poets crowned may feel the heart's decaying It is ended! all is over!.......... It was the calm and silent night! I've wandered east, I 've wandered west I wandered by the brook side I was thy neighbor once, thou rugged pile J. Just for a handful of silver he left us. K. Knight, to love thee like a sister.. 170 L. Leaves have their time to fall 314 Life! we've been long together 452 Light, everlastingly one, dwell above with the One Everlasting. 10 Light rued false Ferdinand to leave a lovely maid forlorn 184 Like a foundling in slumber, the summer-day lay 20 Likeness of heaven .... 19 Little thinks, in the field, yon red-cloaked clown.. Lochiel! Lochiel! beware of the day Look at me with thy large brown eyes.. Much have I travelled in the realms of gold.. My ear-rings! my ear-rings! they've dropped into the well My friend, thou sighest for thy golden prime.. My genial spirits fail My life is like the summer rose My love, my chosen-but not mine! I send My soul to-day. Mysterious night! when our first parent knew N. Nigh to a grave that was newly made 330 434 Not a drum was heard, nor a funeral note 84 119 INDEX. Nothing resting in its own completeness Now glory to the Lord of Hosts, from whom all glories are!. 0. O'er wayward children wouldst thou hold firm rule.. Of all the myriad moods of mind....... Of all the thoughts of God that are... 248 328 O for the peace which floweth as a river Oft, in the stilly night... Oh, blame not the bard if he fly to the bowers.. Oh, it is pleasant, with a heart at ease.... O, river far flowing... Oh, that those lips had language! Life has passed.. Oh, weep for Moncontour! Oh, weep for the hour. O little feet! that such long years.. 462 240 98 266 21 322 83 288 O Love, whose patient pilgrim feet.. O Mary, go and call the cattle home... 91 ........ Once, upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary. One year among the angels, beloved, thou hast been.. O Saviour, whose mercy, severe in its kindness. 399 O thou eternal One! whose presence bright..... 470 Our bugles sang truce, for the night-cloud had lowered. 199 368 O where shall we follow thee, Saviour beloved.. 426 P. Palms of glory, raiment bright.. Pilgrim, burdened with thy sin.... Pleasant are Thy courts above..... Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth.. R. Rise up, rise up, Xarifa! lay the golden cushion down.. Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky. River, river, little river!. 17 Roll on, thou sun, forever roll!. 29 Room, gentle flowers! my child would pass to heaven..... 334 S. Saviour, when in dust to Thee.. See, where the crest of the long promontory. 370 143 423 The Assyrian came down like a wolf on the fold.. 37 The banners of the world are met upon that wild blue wave,—.......... 46 The breaking waves dashed high.............. 101 The bud is in the bough, and the leaf is in the bud.. 33 The Lord is my shepherd, no want shall I know.. 398 The melancholy days have come, the saddest of the year. 34 The muse, disgusted at an age and clime...... 105 Though the mills of God grind slowly, yet they grind exceeding small. 293 There is no flock, however well attended.. 304 There sat an old inan on a rock... 245 There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream. 268 The scene was more beautiful far to my eye.. 32 The seas are quiet when the winds are o'er..... 446 The sea sings the song of the ages. 258 The shadows lay along Broadway. 183 The shattered water plashes down the ledge.. 432 ..... 393 The splendor falls on castle walls. 5 The time for toil has passed, and night has come.. The winds that once the Argo bore.. This isle and house are mine, and I have vowed.. This is the ship of pearl whicn poets feign. This was the ruler of the land. Thou art gone to the grave, but we will not deplore thee. Though the day of my destiny's over... 401 56 455 200 67 Unhappy White! when life was in its spring.. 302 285 V. Verse, a breeze 'mid blossoms straying.. 213 451 W. We are growing old-how the thought will rise.. We will not weep: for God is standing by us... What constitutes a State?. What is death? 'tis to be free What might it be that glance could paint What saith the past to thee? Weep! What shall I do with all the days and hours?. When God at first made man.... When I consider how my life is spent..... When I was born..... When marshaled on the nightly plain.. When on my bed the moonlight falls.. When on my car your loss was knelled When the morning, half in shadow When the radiant morn of creation broke While History's Muse the memorial was keeping Y. Ye banks and braes, and streams around Ye nymphs of Solyma! begin the song.. Yes, sad one of Sion, if closely resembling... Youth, that pursuest with such eager pace..... |