England, mother born of seamen, daughter fostered of the sea, .... Hark! 't is the twanging horn o'er yonder bridge, 471 907 Has summer come without the rose, Hence, all you vain delights, .... play'st, 155 How sleep the brave who sink to rest.. 386 How sweet is the shepherd's sweet lot! 486 How vainly men themselves amaze, ... 184 .... 682 89 168 237 ... 238 174 898 538 Fair stood the wind for France, False Hope prolongs my ever certain grief, 141 138 Fear death? to feel the fog in my throat, 816 Fear no more the heat o' th' sun, 156 55 166 960 |