INDEX OF FIRST LINES, 
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A beautiful elm, with a maidenly form. II. W. Parker . 
A boy caught sight of a rose in a bower. Goethe .. 
Aduwn winding Nith I did wander. Burns . 
A faded blue-bell in a chest of tea. U■ W. Parker . 
A flower that’s wondrous fair I know. Goethe . 
After the slumber of the year. Shelley . 
A good old country lodge, half hid with blooms.. Leigh Hunt . 
Ah me ! ah, woe is me !. Mrs. Osgood . 
Ah ! see whose fayre thing doest faine to see —Spenser. .. 
A lily flower.. Wordsworth . 
All-beauteous flower ! whose center glows. Anonymous . 
All day the low-hung clouds have dropped. II. W. Longfellow. 
All Nature seems at work. Stags leave their lair.. Coleridge . 
A myrtle, fairer than.. Keats . 
And there upon the sod below. Anonymous . 
And well the lonely infant knew. Sir W. Scott . 
And where have you been, my Mary. Mary Howitt . 
An early rose, borne from her genial bower. Charlotte Smith... 
An exquisite invention this. Leigh Hunt . 
Announced by all the trumpets of the sky. R. W. Emerson... 
Arise and speak thy sorrows. Echo, rise. Ben Jonson . 
A sensitive plant in a garden grew. P. B. Shelley . 
As Hope, with bowed head, silent stood. Anonymous . 
As I came o’er the distant hills. Anonymous . 
A single rose is shedding there.... Lord Byron . 
A slender tree upon a height in lonely beauty 
towers. Blackwood ' 1 s Mag. 
A spirit haunts the year’s last hours. Tennyson . 
At Greenwood, where, through branches green... J. A . 
A traveler through a dusty road. Charles Mackay... 
A tuft of evening primroses. Keats . 
Autumn, while into languid winter drooping. L. E. Landon — 
A violet blossom’d on the green. Goethe . 
A willow garland thou didst send.... Moore. . 
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