O Friend! I know not which way I must look 250 Of this fair volume which we World do name 47 Oft in the stilly night 267 O if thou knew'st how thou thyself dost harm O listen, listen, ladies gay O lovers' eyes are sharp to see O Mary, at thy window be. O me! what eyes hath love put in my head O Mistress mine, where are you roaming. On a day, alack the day 16 On a Poet's lips I slept 355 Once did She hold the gorgeous East in fee 250 274 O talk not to me of a name great in story Our bugles sang truce, for the night-cloud had lower'd 205 328 O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being O World! O Life O Time! . . 351 Pack, clouds, away, and welcome day. She walks in beauty, like the night . She was a phantom of delight Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea Since there's no help, come let us kiss and part Souls of Poets dead and gone. Spring, the sweet spring, is the year's pleasant king 213 212 210 211 4 28 153 272 I Sweet, be not proud of those two eyes. 90 Tax not the royal Saint with vain expense 357 86 36 Tell me where is Fancy bred . That time of year thou may'st in me behold 21 The fountains mingle with the river The last and greatest Herald of Heaven's King The merchant, to secure his treasure The more we live, more brief appear There be none of Beauty's daughters The poplars are fell'd, farewell to the shade There is a flower, the Lesser Celandine There is a garden in her face. 94 171 61 220 73 49 141 155 364 165 209 265 92 There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away 263 There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream The sun is warm, the sky is clear The twentieth year is well nigh past Three years she grew in sun and shower Thy braes were bonny, Yarrow stream Thy hue, dear pledge, is pure and bright. Tired with all these, for restful death I cry To me, fair Friend, you never can be old. 195 356 24 50 44 214 143 102 134 48 146 II 123 'Twas on a lofty vase's side 132 Two Voices are there, one is of the Sea 249 Under the greenwood tree 6 Verse, a breeze 'mid blossoms straying. 357 72 287 Waken, lords and ladies gay. We walk'd along, while bright and red When he who adores thee has left but the name 256 When icicles hang by the wall 21 When I consider how my light is spent 74 252 235 3 ΙΟ 15 155 When Love with unconfined wings When the sheep are in the fauld, and the kye at hame When to the sessions of sweet silent thought 180 22 226 When we two parted. Where art thou, my beloved Son. Where shall the lover rest Where the remote Bermudas ride 285 228 While that the sun with his beams hot. Why art thou silent! Is thy love a plant Why, Damon, with the forward day 121 30 80 225 197 98 Why weep ye by the tide, ladie 218 Yes, there is holy pleasure in thine eye Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more. You meaner beauties of the night 301 86 UNIFORM IN STYLE AND PRICE, IN WHITE, STOKES, & ALLEN'S SERIES OF DAINTILY BOUND POETICAL WORKS, ARE; GEORGE ELIOT'S POEMS, THE SPANISH GYPSY, CHARLOTTE BRONTÉ'S POEMS, THOMAS GRAY'S POEMS, W. M. THACKERAY'S POEMS, GOETHE'S FAUST, HEINE'S BOOK OF SONGS, LONDON RHYMES, by Frederick Locker. LONDON LYRICS, by Frederick Locker. THE GOLDEN TREASURY, by F. T. Palgrave. CHARLES DICKENS' POEMS. LUCILE, by Owen Meredith. Each one volume, 16mo, on fine laid paper, wide margins. (Others in preparation.) Cloth, new colors, novel design in gold, 1.00 |