PAGE Nature, in thy largess, grant.. 1261 Nature reads not our labels, "great" and "small" 2895 Nay, why should I fear Death. 3267 Nay, you wrong her, my friend, she's not fickle; her love she has simply outgrown 999 Needles and pins, needles and pins 61 Needy knife-grinder! whither are you going. No matter how the chances are ... Night is the time for rest. Nightingale I never heard Nightingales warble about it. No baby in the house, I know No coward soul is mine No longer mourn for me when I am dead No more, my Dear, no more these counsels try 1284 1485 489 23 1213 1185 1201 No truer word, save God's, was ever spoken 1848 1849 Nor force nor fraud shall sunder us! oh ye, 2153 Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note 2381 Not a sou had he got-not a guinea or note 1865 1179 Not by the ball or brand 3376 Not, Celia, that I juster am 588 Not far from old Kinvara, in the merry month of May say some, "the thought of death to dread" 3216 Not ours the vows of such as plight 845 Not yet, dear love, not yet: the sun is high Now glory to the Lord of Hosts, from whom all glories are Now many are the stately ships that northward steam away. 976 Now the joys of the road are chiefly these Now the laborer's task is o'er Now the lusty spring is seen Now the rite is duly done Now the Widow McGee. Now what is Love, I pray thee, tell PAGE 1646 3345 466 1161 1895 459 1341 O! a wonderful stream is the River Time.. O bear him where the rain can fail. . 399 3366 O blithe New-comer! I have heard. 1490 O Brignall banks are wild and fair.. 2626 O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done. 3395 "O come and be my mate!" said the Eagle to the Hen. 1830 O, Falmouth is a fine town with ships in the bay.. O, father's gone to market-town, he was up before the day. 3031 1322 O for some honest lover's ghost. O Friend! I know not which way I must look. 580 2165 O joys of love and joys of fame.. O, lay thy hand in mine, dear. O gentle, gentle summer rain.. Goddess! hear these tuneless numbers, wrung. O happy Sleep! thou bear'st upon thy breast. O happy Thames that didst my Stella bear. O have ye nae heard o' the fause Sakelde. O hush thee, my babie, thy sire was a knight. O, inexpressible as sweet.. O, it is great for our country to die, where ranks are contending. O King of Terrors, whose unbounded sway. 1395 2978 3026 1202 2601 78 646 2231 1257 3195 1194 1366 O leave this barren spot to me. O, like a queen's her happy tread. 551 559 2621 O little town of Bethlehem. 197 lonesome sea-gull, floating far 1474 O, Paddy dear, and did ye hear the news that's goin' round. 2177 1363 O rowan tree, O rowan tree, thou'lt aye be dear to me. 3038 saw ye not fair Ines. O, saw ye the lass wi' the bonnie blue een. O say, can you see, by the dawn's early light. say what is that thing called Light 149 O spring, I know thee! Seek for sweet surprise. O tell me, little children, have you seen her. 145 O that joy so soon should waste. 656 O that the chemist's magic art. 3174 O that the pines which crown yon steep. 1275 O that 'twere possible.. O the gallant fisher's life. O that those lips had language! Life has passed. O the green things growing, the green things growing. 3053 1062 1617 O the Raggedy man! He works fer Pa. 158 O Thou great Friend to all the sons of men. O Thou unknown Almighty Cause. 3484 O thou! whose fancies from afar are brought. 263 O Thou, whose glorious orbs on high.. 2132 O Thou with dewy locks, who lookest down. "O where hae ye been, Lord Randal, my son' 2577 O white priest of Eternity, around.. 1390 O white, white, light moon, that sailest in the sky. 972 O, whither sail you, Sir John Franklin. 2398 wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being. O, you plant the pain in my heart with your wistful eyes 625 O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west. PAGE Of all the girls that are so smart. Of all the merry little birds that live up in the tree. Of all the rides since the birth of time. 739 134 2378 Of all the ships upon the blue... Of all the torments, all the cares. 2112 804 Of all the thoughts of God that are. 3200 Of all the wimming doubly blest..... 2017 Of Heaven and Hell I have no power to sing. Of this fair volume which we World do name. 1255 Of worthy Captain Lovewell I purpose now to sing. Oh, bless the law that veils the Future's face. 311 Oh, breathe not his name! let it sleep in the shade. Oh, England is a pleasant place for them that's rich and high. 1584 Oh, for an hour when the day is breaking. 631 Oh for one hour of youthful joy.. 445 Oh Galuppi, Baldassare, this is very sad to find. 2947 Oh grieve not, ladies, if at night.. 838 Oh, hark the pulses of the night.. 1130 Oh, hark to the brown thrush! hear how he sings. Oh, heard ye yon pibroch sound sad in the gale. Oh, loosen the snood that you wear, Janette. 1084 Oh! lose the winter from thine heart, the darkness from thine eyes.. 1116 Oh, lovely Mary Donnelly, it's you I love the best. "Oh! rise up, Willy Reilly, and come alone with me Oh, talk not to me of a name great in story. Oh! the days are gone, when Beauty bright.. Oh the grave and gloomy quiet at the closing of the day. PAGE 844 Oh! the wee green neuk! the sly green neuk. Oh, there are those, a sordid clan.. "Oh, 'tis time I should talk to your mother" 1976 1590 1132 265 728 Oh, to be in England. Oh, to come home once more, when the dusk is falling. 1309 283 Oh, were you ne'er a schoolboy.. Oh wha are sae happy as me an' my Moggy. Oh, whar shill we go w'en de great day comes. Oh, what a set of vagabundos.. Oh, what know they of harbors. Oh where! and oh where! is your Highland laddie gone. Oh, where will be the birds that sing. 165 1193 1969 2332 "Oh, what hae ye brought us hame now, my brave lord 752 645 2204 227 3256 Oh, wherefore come ye forth, in triumph from the North. 2320 919 2390 1613 Oh, why left I my hame. Oh, why should the spirit of mortal be proud. 3060 3197 Oh, wilt thou have my hand, dear, to lie along in thine. Old friend of mine, you were dear to my heart. On the eighth of March it was, some people say. 1900 On the Sabbath-day... 1070 On the sea and at the Hogue, sixteen hundred ninety-two. 2339 On these white cliffs, that calm above the flood. Once did she hold the gorgeous East in fee. |