Over the river they beckon to me. Over the shoulders and slopes of the dune. P Pack, clouds, away, and welcome, day PAGE 3287 3006 1430 2445 43 670 1894 1892 Pallid with too much longing Pansies, lilies, kingcups, daisies Passing I saw her as she stood beside 893 1422 330 "Passion o' me!" cried Sir Richard Tyrone Phillis took a red rose from the tangles of her hair. Pitch here the tent, while the old horse grazes 3114 Play me a march, low-toned and slow-a march for the silent tread 3312 Proud of you, fond of you, clinging so near to you. 1166 Pussy-cat, pussy-cat, where have you been 'Read out the names!" and Burke sat back 2226 Index of First Lines "Rifleman, shoot me a fancy shot". 3689 PAGE 2428 Right on our flank the crimson sun went down. 2405 Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky 206 "Rise up, rise up, Lord Douglas," she says 2549 Room for a Soldier! lay him in the clover 2007 615 2242 Said the Raggedy Man, on a hot afternoon 160 Said the Wind to the Moon; "I will blow you out' 125 St. Agnes' Eve-Ah, bitter chill it was 3086 St. James's Street, of classic fame 2499 St. Michael's Mount, the tidal isle. 2496 St. Patrick was a gentleman 1900 St. Stephen's cloistered hall was proud 2293 Sally Salter, she was a young teacher who taught 1999 Sang the sunrise on an amber morn. 1310 Santa Ana came storming, as a storm might come Say, is it day, is it dusk in thy bower Shall we meet no more, my love, at the binding of the sheaves ... PAGE 894 "She has beauty, but you must keep your heart cool" 704 She has gone, she has left us in passion and pride. 2423 She has laughed as softly as if she sighed 479 She is a rich and rare land. 2193 She is a winsome wee thing 1174 "She is dead!" they said to him. 'Come away 3351 She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps She sat and wept beside His feet; the weight She was a queen of noble Nature's crowning 367 1022 229 Shemuel, the Bethlehemite. 3350 Sherwood in the twilight, is Robin Hood awake. 2491 She's loveliest of the festal throng ΠΟΙΟ She's somewhere in the sunlight strong. 975 Shock's fate I mourn; poor Shock is now no more Since there's no help, come, let us kiss and part Sing the old songs, amid the sounds dispersing Index of First Lines 'Skeeters am a hummin' on de honeysuckle vine. Sleep, little baby of mine.. Sleep, little Baby, sleep 3691 PAGE 87 1275 1306 668 84 Sleep, baby, sleep! what ails my dear Sleep, O my darling, sleep Sleep on, and dream of Heaven awhile Sleep, Silence' child, sweet father of soft rest Sleep, sleep, beauty bright. Sleep sweetly in your humble graves Slowly by God's hand unfurled. Slowly England's sun was setting o'er the hilltops far away. Small traveler from an unseen shore ....,. Sneeze on a Monday, you sneeze for danger Snow and stars, the same as ever.. 71 80 81 85 673 3024 77 2249 2828 3131 7 63 So all day long the noise of battle rolled So fair, so dear, so warm upon my bosom So far as our story approaches the end 406 2995 22 1769 1011 2788 Some day, some day of days, threading the street Somewhat back from the village street Somewhere beneath the sun "Somewhere," he mused, "its dear enchantments wait' Soon as the day begins to waste. 3044 481 1172 2234 652 744 3162 1921 Southrons, hear your country call you 2147 Southward with fleet of ice. Spake full well, in language quaint and olden Speak low to me, my Saviour, low and sweet "Speak! speak! thou fearful guest Spirit of Twilight, through your folded wings Spring, the sweet Spring, is the year's pleasant King. Spruce Macaronis, and pretty to see Spring it is cheery. Spring, with that nameless pathos in the air Squire Adam had two wives, they say. Stabat mater dolorosa Stand here by my side and turn, I pray Stand! the ground's your own, my braves Stars of the summer night Stars trembling o'er us and sunset before us Stately, kindly, lordly friend.. Stay, stay at home, my heart, and rest Stella! since thou so right a Princess art. Stern Daughter of the Voice of God Still on the tower stood the vane Still to be neat, still to be dressed Stop!-not to me, at this bitter departing PAGE 2296 1414 1939 3516 3125 1277 2902 389 1294 1302 2362 557 3571 1347 2361 1278 679 1551 1752 3034 1202 2815 1143 363 946 1045 2138 1068 2245 638 1532 3284 1913 III 1789 Surprised by joy-impatient as the Wind. Swallow, my sister, O sister swallow 3338 1530 Swans sing before they die 'twere no bad thing Sweet in her green dell the flower of beauty slumbers |