Weep ye no more, sad fountains.
Wee Willie Winkie rins thro' the town..
We have been friends together
We heard it calling, clear and low.
Welcome, maids of honor..
Welcome, welcome, do I sing..
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Dowland. 765
W. Miller. 115
Mrs. Norton. 171
Well if the bard was weather-wise....S. T.
We parted in silence, we parted by night....
Were I but his own wife.
We sat by the fisher's cottage
We sat within the farmhouse old
We stood upon the ragged rocks.
We talked with open heart, and tongue....
We the fairies, blithe and antic
We watched her breathing thro' the night
We were crowded in the cabin..
We were not many, we who stood.
We wreathed about our darling's head..
What constitutes a state?
Locker. 16
.Herrick. 29
Browne. 261
Coleridge. 726
Where sinless rivers weep..
Where the remote Bermudas ride
Whether is better, the gift or the donor?..
Which I wish to remark
.Downing. 272
Heine. 641
Longfellow. 168
Glazier. 169
Wordsworth. 716
Randolph. 579
Hood. 541
Fields. 146
Hoffman. 392
Mrs. Lowell. 150
Jones. 418
What dire offence from amorous causes springs... Pope. 433
What is your substance whereof you are...Shakespeare. 165
What might be done if men were wise..
What needs my Shakespeare for his honored.
What pleasures have great princes..
What shall I do with all the days and hours.
What's hallowed ground? Has earth a clod..
What stands upon the highland ?.
What's this vain world to me?.
What voice, what harp, are those we hear
When all thy mercies, O my God.
When banners are waving..
When cats run home, and light is come.
When chapman billies leave the street.
When Delia on the plain appears
When, cruel fair one, I am slain.
.Mackay. 182
Milton. 678
..Byrd. 702
Kemble. 281
Campbell. 755
Jones. 99
Nairne. 826
Goethe. 694
Addison. 843
.Anonymous. 373
Tennyson. 101
Burns. 457
Stanley. 257
Lyttelton. 249
Longfellow. 69
Canning. 462
Norton. 123
Vaughan. 789
When descends on the Atlantic.
Whene'er with haggard eyes I view..
When first thou camest, gentle, shy, and fond
When first thy eies unveil, give thy soul leave..
When Freedom from her mountain height.
When gathering clouds around I view..
When I beneath the cold, red earth
When I consider how my light is spent..
When I do count the clock that tells.
When in disgrace with fortune.
When in the chronicle of wasted time.
When Israel, of the Lord beloved.
When I survey the bright.
When Love, with unconfined wings.
When maidens such as Hester die..
When Music, heavenly maid, was young.
When on the breath of autumn breeze,
When o'er the mountain steeps..
Drake. 391
Grant. 810
Motherwell. 560
.Milton, 742
.Shakespeare. 163
Shakespeare. 164
.Shakespeare. 243
When Sol did cast no light, being darkened.
When the angels all are singing.
When the baby died, we said.
When the British warrior queen.
When the grass shall cover me..
When the corn-fields and meadows.
When the hounds of spring are on winter's..
When the hours of day are numbered.
When the humid shadows hover.
Scott. 814
Habington. 761
Lovelace. 255
C. Lamb. 541
Collins. 671
R. T. Cooke. 50
M. Howitt. 83
.Addison. 828
Anonymous. 163
Anonymous. 216
Breton. 821
Perry. 158
Cowper. 355
Anonymous. 126
Anonymous. 324
Swinburne.
Longfellow. 772
Kinney. 62
Cornwall. 108
Barnard. 316
Lady Scott. 258
Parsons. 177
Shakespeare. 164
Byron. 300
When whispering strains with creeping wind....Strode. 669
While on the cliff with calm delight she kneels, Leonidas. 120
While thee I seek, protecting power..
While the moon, with sudden gleam
Whilst, around her lone ark sweeping.
Whither 'midst falling dew...
Who best can paint th' enamelled robe.
Who fears to speak of Ninety-eight.
Who gave thee, O Beauty..
Who is Sylvia? what is she.
Williams, 820
Anonymous. 102
Simonides. 141
Bryant. 42
Thurlow. 695
Ingram. 413
Whom first we love, you know, we seldom wed.. Lytton. 323
Who would true valor see....
Why didst thou promise such a beauteous..Shakespeare. 165
Why do ye weep, sweet babes ?.
Why so pale and wan, fond lover
Why thus longing, thus for ever sighing.
Why weep ye by the tide, ladye..
Herrick. 29
Suckling, 285
Sewall. 740
Scott. 238
Why would'st thou leave me, O gentle child...Hemans. 142
Widow machree, it's no wonder you frown
Willow, in thy breezy moan.
Will you hear a Spanish lady
Willy's rare, and Willy's fair.
Wisdom and spirit of the universe.
Witch-elms, that counterchange the floor...
With deep affection..
With due condescension, I'd call your..
With fingers weary and worn.
Lover. 290
Hemans. 52
Anonymous. 209
Anonymous. 491
Wordsworth. 109
Tennyson. 166
Prout. 664
Anonymous. 470
Hood. 538
Sidney. 245
Tennyson, 302
Tate and Brady, 842
Wordsworth. 329
With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st..
With one black shadow at its feet..
With one consent let all the earth.
With sacrifice, before the rising morn..
With silent awe I hail the sacred morn.
With trembling fingers did we weave.
Word was brought to the Danish king
Wouldst thou heare what man can say ?..
Wouldst thou view the lion's den?
Would you be young again?.
Leyden. 9
Tennyson. 166
Norton. 517
Would you hear of an old-fashioned sea-fight. Whitman, 404
Wreathe the bowl.......
Ye banks, and braes, and streams around.
Ye distant spires, ye antique towers.
Ye genii of the nation..
Ye gentlemen of England..
Ye golden lamps of heaven, farewell.
Ye have been fresh and green.
Ye heavy-hearted mariners..
Ye learned sisters, which have oftentimes.
Ye living lamps, by whose dear light.
Ye mariners of England
Ye midnight shades, o'er nature spread.
Ye nymphs of Solyma, begin the song.
Yes! hope may with my strong desire
Yes, I do love thee well, my child...
Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more.
You know we French stormed Ratisbon.. R.
You may give over plough, boys..
You meaner beauties of the night..
You must wake and call me early
You needn't be trying to comfort me..
Young Ben he was a nice young man
Young Rory O'More courted Kathleen bawn
You're my friend........