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THE STANDARD DICTIONARY OF FACTS 



Old Minstrel, The Nir ir 



"The way was long, the wind was oold." 

 Old, Old Song, The Charles Kingsley. 



"When all the world is young, lal." 

 Old Song, An Joanna Baillie. 



"The bride she is winsome and bonny." 

 One Hoss Shay Oliver Wendell Holmes. 



"Have you heard of the wonderful one ho >hay '.' " 

 Oh, Sleep ^amurl Taylor Coleridge. 



"Oh, Sleep! it is a gentle thing." 

 On the Loss of the l!.>yal (leorge, . . William Cowper. 



"Toll for the bn. 

 On Virtue -\lrxan<-- 



"Know then this truth, enough for man to know." 

 Opportunity John J. Itujalls. 



"Maker of human destinies am I." 

 Order for a Picture Alice Cory. 



"O good painter, tell me true." 

 Other World, The Harriet Beecher Stowe. 



"It lies around us like a cloud." 

 Paradise and the Peri Thomas Moore. 



"One morn a Peri at the gate." 

 Passionate Shepherd to His Love, Christopher Marlowe. 



"Come live with me and be my love." 

 Picket Guard Ethel L. Beers. 



"All quiet along the Potomac, they say." 

 Pied Piper of Hamlin . Robert Browning. 



"Hamlin's town 's in Brunswick." 

 Pictures of Memory Alice Gary. 



"Among the beautiful pictures." 

 Planting the Apple Tree Henry W. Longfellow. 



"Come let us plant the apple tree." 

 Proud Miss MacBride John G. Saxe. 



"O terribly proud was Miss MacBride." 

 Power of Poetry to Confer Fame, . . Edmund Spenser. 



"The day I wrote her name upon the strand." 

 Prayer, James Montgomery. 



"Prayer is the soul's sincere desire." 

 Prisoner of Chillon Lord Byron. 



" My hair is gray but not with years." 

 Rabbi Ben Ezra Robert Browning. 



"Grow old along with me." 

 Raven. The Edgar Allen Poe. 



"Once upon a midnight dreary." 

 Recessional Rudyard Kipling. 



"Lord of our fathers, known of old." 

 Red Cross Knight Edmund Spenser. 



"A gentle knight was pricking on the plain." 

 Rhodora Ralph Waldo Emerson. 



"In May when sea-winds pierce our solitude." 

 Ring Out, Wild Bells Alfred Tennyson. 



"Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky." 

 Rime of the Ancient Mariner, .... S. T. Coleridge. 



"It is an ancient'mariner." 

 Hook Me to Sleep Elizabeth A. Alien. 



" Backward, turn backward, O time in thy flight." 

 Robert of Lincoln Robert Browning. 



"Merrily swinging on brier and weed." 

 Rosary of Years Father Ryan. 



"Some reckon their age by years." 

 Rule Britannia Thompson. 



"When Britain first at heaven's command." 

 Sands of Dee Charles Kingsley. 



"O Mary, go and call the cattle home." 

 Sandpiper, The Celia Thaxter. 



"Across the narrow beach we flit." 

 Seven Ages of Man William Shakespere. 



"All the world's a stage." 

 Sheridan's Ride T. B. Read. 



"Up from the south at break of day." 

 Sir Galahad Alfred Tennyson. 



"My good blade carves the casques of men." 

 Skipper Ireson's Ride John G. Whittier. 



"If all the rides since the birth of time," 

 Skylark, To a, William Wordsworth. 



"Up with me, up with me, into the clouds." 

 Skylark, The James Hogg. 



"Bird of the wilderness." 

 Skylark, To a Percy By sshe Shelley. 



"Hail to thee, blithe spirit." 



Sleep Edward Young. 



"Tired Nature's sweet restorer, balmy sleep." 

 Sleep Elizabeth Barrett Browning. 



"Of all the thought! of (Sod that are." 

 Soldier's Dir-re William (W/jw*. 



" How sleep the brave who sink to rest." 

 Song from Cymbeline William Shakexperc. 



"Hark! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings." 

 Song of Doubt, A Josiah Gilbert Holland. 



"The day is quenched and the sun is fled." 

 Song of Faith. A Josiah Gilbert Holland. 



"Day will return with a fresher boon." 

 Song of Pippa Robert Brou-nina. 



"The year's at the spring." 

 Song of the Camp Bayard Taylor. 



" 'Give us a song,' the soldier cried." 

 Song of the Chattahoochee Sidney Lamer. 



"Out of the hills of Habersham." 



William Shakespere. 

 Thomas Hood. 



Song of the Fairy 



"Over hill, over dale." 

 Song of the Shirt 



" With fingers weary and worn." 

 Song of Seven Jean Ingelow. 



"There's no dew left on the daisies and clover." 

 Songs of Innocence William Blake. 



"Piping down the valleys wild." 

 Sonnet to Milton Willi<tm Wordsworth. 



"Milton! thou should'st be living at this hour." 



Soul and Body, William Shakespere. 



"Poor soul, the center of my sinful earth." 

 Soul's Errand Sir Walter Raleigh. 



"Go, soul,-the body's guest." 

 Spare the Tree . George P. Morris. 



"Woodman, spare that tree." 

 Stanzas for Music Lord Byron. 



"There's not a joy the world can give like that 



it takes away." 

 Stars, The Lord Byron. 



"Ye stars! which are the poetry of heaven." 

 Stirrup Cup, The John Hay. 



"My short and happy day is done." 

 Sweet Content, Thomas Decker. 



"Art thou poor, yet hast thou golden slumbers?" 



Tenting on the Old Camp Ground Kittridge. 



"We are tenting to-night on the old camp 



ground." 

 Thanatopsis, William Cullen Bri/nnt. 



"To him who in the love of nature holds." 



To a Mountain Daisy Robert Burns. 



"Wee, modest, crimson-tipped flower." 



To a Mouse Robert Burns. 



"Wee, sleekit, cow'rin', tim'rous beastie." 



To a Waterfowl William Cullen Bryant. 



"Whither midst falling dew." 



To Celia Ben Jonson. 



" Drink to me only with thine eyes." 



To Night Percy Bysxhc Shrlh-n. 



"Swiftly walk o'er the western wave." 



To Mary in Heaven Robert Burns. 



"Thou ling'ring star, with less'ning ray." 



True Woman, William Words>rrf>i. 



"She was a phantom of delight." 



Two Angels, //. Jr. Lnntifcllow. 



"Two angels, one of life and one of death." 

 Vagabonds, The J. T. Trowbridge. 



"We are two vagabonds, Roger and I." 

 Valley of Silence, The Father It am,. 



"In the hush of the valley of silence." 

 Village Preacher, The Oliver Goldsmith. 



"Near yonder copse where once the garden 



smiled." 

 Waiting John Burroughs. 



"Serene I fold my hands and wait." 

 When Malindy Sinus, .... Paul Lawrence Dunbar. 



"G'way an* quit dat noise, Miss Lucy." 

 We are Seven, William Wordsworth. 



"A simple child that lightly draws its breath." 

 Yankee Girl, John G. Whittier. 



"She sings by her wheel at the low cottage door." 



