Index of First Lines 3707 PAGE Where are the friends that I knew in my Maying. 2861 Where lies the land to which the ship would go.. 3062 3202 Where runs the river? Who can say 2734 Where she her sacred bower adorns 565 Where the bee sucks, there suck I. 225 Where the pools are bright and deep. Where the quiet-colored end of evening smiles 120 1120 Where the remote Bermudas ride. Where the thistle lifts a purple crown Where'er there's a thistle to feed a linnet. Where's he that died o' Wednesday. 2472 327 1870 1946 Whether men do laugh or weep Which is the German's fatherland. While sauntering through the crowded street While shepherds watched their flocks by night. Whilst Adam slept, Eve from his side arose. Whither, O splendid ship, thy white sails crowding. 1554 Whither, O whither didst thou fly.. 3516 Who cries that the days of daring are those that are faded far 2466 Who doth desire that chaste his wife should be. Who has robbed the ocean cave.. Who has seen the wind.. "Who is it knocking in the night' Who is Silvia? What is she.. Who killed Cock Robin.. Who killed Kildare? Who dared Kildare to kill. Who lives in suit of armor pent... "Who says that the Irish are fighters be birth". "Who stuffed the white owl?" No one spoke in the shop. Why do ye weep, sweet babes? Can tears. PAGE Why fear to-morrow, timid heart. 2799 Why have the mighty lived-why have they died. 2385 Why, having won her, do I woo. 1178 Why I tie about thy wrist. 574 Why, if 'tis dancing you would be. 1948 Why is there in the least touch of her hands 899 Why, lovely charmer, tell me why.. 592 "Why, Phoebe, are you come so soon "Will you take a walk with me' Why so pale and wan, fond lover.. Widow Machree, it's no wonder you frown. 175 792 756 2851 1610 1908 46 "Will you walk a little faster?" said a whiting to a snail. 1866 66 'Will you walk into my parlor?" said the Spider to the Fly. 166 With all my will, but much against my heart. 954 With an honest old friend and a merry old song. With fingers weary and worn. With fore-cloth smoothed by careful hands. With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st the skies. With leaden foot Time creeps along. With lifted feet, hands still. With ships the sea was sprinkled far and nigh. Women there are on earth, most sweet and high. Would that the structure brave, the manifold music I build. Index of First Lines Ye have been fresh and green. "Ye have robbed," said he, "ye have slaughtered and made an 3709 PAGE 1391 Yea, she hath passed hereby, and blessed the sheaves. 1338 Years, many parti-colored years.. Years, years ago, ere yet my dreams. 387 1660 "Yes," I answered you last night.. 610 Yes; I write verses now and then. 1651 Yet once more, O ye Laurels, and once more.. 3297 Yon silvery billows breaking on the beach.. 2922 Yonder in the heather there's a bed for sleeping. 1626 "You are old, Father William," the young man cried. 385 "You are old, Father William," the young man said. 1859 You ask me "Why I like him." Nay. 2856 You beat your pate, and fancy wit will come. 1848 You bells in the steeple, ring, ring out your changes. You, Dinah! Come and set me whar de ribber-roads does meet. 1970 You found the green before the Spring was sweet. You were always a dreamer, Rose-red Rose. 1029 You Wi'yum, come 'ere, suh, dis minute. Wut dat you got under dat box.... 1973 You would have understood me, had you waited. Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass. 1220 Youth hath many charms... Youth, thou art fled,-but where are all the charms. 403 388 Ernest Dowson 977 Robert Browning 826 Address to a Mummy Horace Smith 2048 Robert Burns 1801 sheaves Unknown 467 main PAGE Agincourt. Michael Drayton 2289 D. A. McCarthy 2504 "Ah, Sweet is Tipperary" Henry Fielding 1613 R. B. Sheridan 805 Alarmed Skipper, The J. T. Fields 2078 Alice Brand. William Drummond 1216 Alice Fell...William Wordsworth 276 M. G. Lewis 1024 444 Almond Blossom.. Edwin Arnold 1417 naked bed, as one that would rose, is faded. .Ernest Dowson 638 shall sunder us," Sydney Dobell 2153 Dora Greenwell 2909 Edmund Spenser 1196 201 .F. E. Coates 3412 |