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amuse them, it also contains much, the full excellence of which it will be long before most of them are able to understand.

The application of the above test has excluded nearly all verse written expressly for children, and most of the poetry written about children for grown people. Hence, the absence of several well-known pieces, which some persons who examine this volume may be surprised at not finding in it.

I have taken the liberty of omitting portions of a few poems, which would else have been too long or otherwise unsuitable for the collection; and, in a very few instances, I have ventured to substitute a word or a phrase, when that of the author has made the piece in which it occurs unfit for children's reading. The abbreviations I have been compelled to make in the “Ancient Mariner,” in order to bring that poem within the limits of this collection, are so considerable as to require particular mention and apology.

COVENTRY PATMORE.

December, 1861

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A barking sound the shepherd hears . . . . . . . . .

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A chieftain to the Highlands bound . . . . . . . . . . 246
A country life is sweet .

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A fox, in life's extreme decay. . .

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A fragment of a rainbow bright ......
A lion cub, of sordid mind .....

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A Nightingale that all day long....

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A parrot, from the Spanish main. ..

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A perilous life, and sad as life may be..

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A widow bird sate mourning for her love. .
A wonder stranger ne'er was known ..

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Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase) . . . . . . . 19
Ah, what can ail thee, wretched wight. ..... 20
Among the dwellings framed by birds . . . . . . . . . 32
An ancient story I'll tell you anon....

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An old song made by an aged old pate....

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An outlandish knight came from the North lands.

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Art thou the bird whom man loves best.

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As I a fare had lately past . . . . . . .
As it fell upon a day . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

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As in the sunshine of the morn . . . . . . . . . . .

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At dead of night, when mortals lose

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Attend all ye who list to hear our noble England's praise .. 70
Before the stout harvesters falleth the grain. ...... 115
Beside the Moldau's rushing stream. . . . . . . . . .

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Clear had the day been from the dawn .
Close by the threshold of a door nail'd fast
Come dear children, let us away. . . . ..
Come listen to me, you gallants so free . .
Come live with me and be my Love. . . . . . . . . .
Come unto these yellow sands ...........

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Faintly as tolls the evening chime . . . . . . . . .
Fair daffodils, we weep to see . . . . . . . . . .
Full fathom five thy father lies ........

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Good-bye, good-bye to Suminer . . . . . . . . . . .

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Hail, beauteous stranger of the grove . . . . . . . . .
Half a league, half a league . . . . . . . . .

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. Happy insect! what can be . . . . .

· Her arms across her breast she laid. . . .

: Here lies, whom hound did ne'er pursue . . . . . . . Ho, sailor of the sea. . . . . . . . . . . . How beautiful is the rain . . .

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I am monarch of all I survey. . . . . . . . .
I come from haunts of coot and hern. .
I had a dove, and the sweet dove died . .
I sail'd from the Downs in the Nancy . . . . . . . . .
I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris and he .....
I wander'd by the brook-side . . . . . . . . .
If all the world was apple-pie
In ancient times, as story tells . ..

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In distant countries have I been . . . . . . . . .
In her ear he whispers gaily · · · · · · · · · · ·
In the hollow tree in the grey old tower . . . . . . .
Into the sunshine . . . . . . . . .
It chanced upon a winter's day .........
It is an ancient Mariner . . . . . . . . . . . . .
It is not growing like a tree . . . . . . . . . . . .
It was a summer evening . . . . . . . . . . . . .

. It was the schooner Hesperus . .

. I've watch'd you now a full half-hour. .

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Jaffar, the Barmecide, the good Vizier . ...
Jenny Wren fell sick . . . .
John Bull for pastime took a prance
John Gilpin was a citizen . . . . . . . . . . .

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Lady Alice was sitting in her bower window. . . . . .
Laid in my quiet bed in study as I were · · · · · · ·
Little Ellie sits alone. .......
Little white Lily . . . . . . . . . . . .
Lord Thomas he was a bold forester. ..

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Mary-Ann was alone with her baby in arms. .

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Napoleon's banners at Boulogne . . . . .
No stir in the air, no stir in the sea . . . . . . .
Now ponder well, you parents dear . . .
Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger ...
Now the hungry lion roars . ..
Now, woman, why without your veil?' . . . . .

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O Mary, go and call the cattle home ....
O listen, listen, ladies gay . . . . . . . . . . . . .
O say what is that thing called Light ....
O sing unto my roundelayi . . . . . . . . .

239 O then, I see, Queen Mab hath been with you.

261 O where have ye been, Lord Randal, my son ? .

26 O where have you been, my long, long, love. ... 273 0. young Lochinvar is come out of the West

262 Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray. . . Oh, hear a pensive prisoner's prayer . . . . . . . . . 116 Oh, to be in England. . . . . . . . . . . . . . 88 Oh! what's the matter? what's the matter. .

127 Old stories tell how Hercules . . . . . . . . .

292 On his morning rounds the master, . . .

264 On the green banks of Shannon when Sheelah was nigh. . . 243 Once on a time a rustic dame . . . . .

. . . . 147 Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and

weary . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 191 One day, it matters not to know . . . . . . . . . . . 218 One morning (raw it was and wet) .......... 186 Open the door, some pity to show . . . . . . . . . . 49 Our bugles sang truce, for the night cloud had lower'd ... 182

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See the Kitten on the wall. ..
Seven daughters had Lord Archibald . .
Shepherds all, and maidens fair ........... 123
Sir John got him an ambling nag. ..........

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Some will talk of bold Robin Hood. . . . . . . .

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Spring, the sweet Spring, is the year's pleasant king. ... 223

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The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold .... 328
The boy stood on the burning deck . ..
The cock is crowing . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

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The crafty Nix, more false than fair. . .
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The fox and the cat, as they travellid one day ...

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The gorse is yellow on the heath. ..
The greenhouse is my summer seat . . . . . . . . . .

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The hollow winds begin to blow . . . . . . . ...
The Knight had ridden down from Wensley Moor. ....
The mountain and the squirrel.

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The noon was shady, and soft airs . . . . . . .
The ordeal's fatal trumpet sounded . . . .

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The post-boy drove with fierce career . . . . . .

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The stately homes of England. .....

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The summer and autumn had been so wet.

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The warm sun is failing, the bleak wind is wailing
The Wildgrave winds his bugle horn . . . . . . . . .
There came a ghost to Margaret's door.

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There came a man, making his hasty moan . . . . . .

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There was a jovial beggar . . . . . . . . . . .

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There was a little boy and a little girl . .
There was an old woman, as I've heard tell . .

338
There was three kings into the East. . . . .

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There were three jovial Welshmen.
There's that old hag Moll Brown, look, see, just past ..
They glide upon their endless way.
They grew in beauty side by side
Three fishers went sailing away to the west . .

311
Three times, all in the dead of night ....

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Thou that hast a daughter ....

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Tiger, tiger, burning bright. .......

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To grass, or leaf, or fruit, or wall .....

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sea ! to sea ! the calm is o'er. .

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