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 * Oh, take me to your arms, my love ||Thomas Dibdin ||272
 * Oh! that the desert were my dwelling ||George Gordon Lord Byron|| 409
 * Oh ! the days are gone, when beauty bright|| Thomas Moore|| 346
 * Oh, the summer night||B.W. Procter (B. Cornwall)|| 494
 * Oh, the sweet contentment ||John Chalkhill ||120
 * Oh, thou Parnassus! whom I now survey||George Gordon Lord Byron||393
 * Oh, where's the slave so lowly ||Thomas Moore|| 352
 * Oh ! yet, ye dear, deluding visions stay !||John Langhorne|| 183
 * O, it is excellent ||William Shakspeare || 52
 * O, it is monstrous ! monstrous ! ||William Shakspeare ||37
 * O, knew he but his happiness, of men ||James Thomson || 153
 * O lady, twine no wreath for me ||Sir Walter Scott ||371
 * Old Tubal Cain was a man of might ||Charles Mackay || 528
 * O ! love of loves ! to thy white hand- is given ||The Rev. George Croly|| 311
 * O Lymoges ! Austria thou dost shame ||William Shakspeare ||60
 * O, my good lord, why are you thus alone ? ||William Shakspeare|| 63
 * O Nanny, wilt thou go with me ||T. Percy, Bishop of Dromore ||205
 * On balcony, all summer roofed with vines ||Alexander Smith||513
 * Once she did hold the gorgeous East in fee ||William Wordsworth|| 328
 * Once more, O Trent ! along thy pebbly marge|| Henry Kirke White|| 267
 * Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more|| William Shakspeare||67
 * Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary|| Edgar Allan Poe ||559
 * One bumper at parting ! though many|| Thomas Moore||347
 * One day I wrote her name upon the strand||. Edmund Spenser || 28
 * One day, nigh weary of the irksome way|| Edmund Spenser|| 26
 * One fond kiss, and then we sever ! ||Robert Burns||229
 * One more unfortunate ||Thomas Hood||377
 * One morn a Peri at the gate ||Thomas Moore ||337
 * One struggle more, and I am free ||George Gordon Lord Byron|| 422
 * O Nightingale, that on yon bloomy spray || John Milton ||106
 * On Jordan's banks the Arab's camels stray || George Gordon Lord Byron ||426
 * On Leven's banks, while free to rove ||Tobias Smollett||183
 * On Linden, when the sun was low|| Thomas Campbell||458
 * O now, for ever ||William Shakspeare || 55
 * On the beach of a northern sea ||Percy Bysshe Shelley ||433
 * On the Sabbath-day ||Alexander Smith|| 514
 * On these white cliffs, that calm above the flood || William Lisle Bowles || 313
 * On what foundation stands the warrior's pride ||Samuel Johnson ||208
 * Open the temple gates unto my love|| Edmund Spenser|| 30
 * O Piety ! oh heavenly piety ! ||Charles Mackay|| 527
 * O Rose. I who dares to name thee? ||Elizabeth Barrett Browning, ||480
 * Or view' the Lord of the unerring bow ||George Gordon Lord Byron ||407
 * O saw you not fair Ines ? ||Thomas Hood.||379
 * O Scotia ! my dear, my native soil ! ||Robert Burns ||230
 * O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright ||William Shakspeare|| 56
 * O stream descending to the sea ||Arthur Hugh C lough||486
 * O Sun, thy uprise shall I see no more||William Shakspeare ||45
 * O that this too too solid flesh would melt ||William Shakspeare||36
 * O that those lips had language ! life has pass'd|| William Cowper ||220
 * O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you|| William Shakspeare ||56
 * O Thou that rollest above ||James Macpherson || 209
 * O thou, that, with surpassing glory crown' d, ||John Milton||93
 * O ! thou undaunted daughter of desires ||Richard Craskaw||86
 * O Thou who dry'st the mourner's tear ! ||Thomas Moore||356
 * O Thou, whom, borne on fancy's eager wing ||William Cowper || 220
 * O Thou, whose mighty palace roof doth hang ||John Keats ||472
 * O Thou, who sit'st a smiling bride ||William Collins ||128
 * O Time, who knowest a lenient hand to lay ||William Lisle Bowles|| 313
 * Our bugles sang truce for the night cloud had lowered||Thomas Campbell ||454
 * Over meadows purple-flowered ||Geo. W. Thombury ||515
 * O waly, waly up the bank ||Anonymous ||134
 * O were my love yon lilac fair ||Robert Burns ||236
 * O wild West Wind, the breath of Autumn's being ||Percy Bysshe Shelley||433
 * O Winter, ruler of the inverted year ||William Cowper ||214
 * O Woman ! in our hours of ease ||Sir Walter Scott ||365
 * O World ! O life ! O time ! ||Percy Bysshe Shelley || 438
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 * On Linden, when the sun was low|| Thomas Campbell||458
 * O now, for ever ||William Shakspeare || 55
 * On the beach of a northern sea ||Percy Bysshe Shelley ||433
 * On the Sabbath-day ||Alexander Smith|| 514
 * On these white cliffs, that calm above the flood || William Lisle Bowles || 313
 * On what foundation stands the warrior's pride ||Samuel Johnson ||208
 * Open the temple gates unto my love|| Edmund Spenser|| 30
 * O Piety ! oh heavenly piety ! ||Charles Mackay|| 527
 * O Rose. I who dares to name thee? ||Elizabeth Barrett Browning, ||480
 * Or view' the Lord of the unerring bow ||George Gordon Lord Byron ||407
 * O saw you not fair Ines ? ||Thomas Hood.||379
 * O Scotia ! my dear, my native soil ! ||Robert Burns ||230
 * O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright ||William Shakspeare|| 56
 * O stream descending to the sea ||Arthur Hugh C lough||486
 * O Sun, thy uprise shall I see no more||William Shakspeare ||45
 * O that this too too solid flesh would melt ||William Shakspeare||36
 * O that those lips had language ! life has pass'd|| William Cowper ||220
 * O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you|| William Shakspeare ||56
 * O Thou that rollest above ||James Macpherson || 209
 * O thou, that, with surpassing glory crown' d, ||John Milton||93
 * O ! thou undaunted daughter of desires ||Richard Craskaw||86
 * O Thou who dry'st the mourner's tear ! ||Thomas Moore||356
 * O Thou, whom, borne on fancy's eager wing ||William Cowper || 220
 * O Thou, whose mighty palace roof doth hang ||John Keats ||472
 * O Thou, who sit'st a smiling bride ||William Collins ||128
 * O Time, who knowest a lenient hand to lay ||William Lisle Bowles|| 313
 * Our bugles sang truce for the night cloud had lowered||Thomas Campbell ||454
 * Over meadows purple-flowered ||Geo. W. Thombury ||515
 * O waly, waly up the bank ||Anonymous ||134
 * O were my love yon lilac fair ||Robert Burns ||236
 * O wild West Wind, the breath of Autumn's being ||Percy Bysshe Shelley||433
 * O Winter, ruler of the inverted year ||William Cowper ||214
 * O Woman ! in our hours of ease ||Sir Walter Scott ||365
 * O World ! O life ! O time ! ||Percy Bysshe Shelley || 438
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 * O Thou that rollest above ||James Macpherson || 209
 * O thou, that, with surpassing glory crown' d, ||John Milton||93
 * O ! thou undaunted daughter of desires ||Richard Craskaw||86
 * O Thou who dry'st the mourner's tear ! ||Thomas Moore||356
 * O Thou, whom, borne on fancy's eager wing ||William Cowper || 220
 * O Thou, whose mighty palace roof doth hang ||John Keats ||472
 * O Thou, who sit'st a smiling bride ||William Collins ||128
 * O Time, who knowest a lenient hand to lay ||William Lisle Bowles|| 313
 * Our bugles sang truce for the night cloud had lowered||Thomas Campbell ||454
 * Over meadows purple-flowered ||Geo. W. Thombury ||515
 * O waly, waly up the bank ||Anonymous ||134
 * O were my love yon lilac fair ||Robert Burns ||236
 * O wild West Wind, the breath of Autumn's being ||Percy Bysshe Shelley||433
 * O Winter, ruler of the inverted year ||William Cowper ||214
 * O Woman ! in our hours of ease ||Sir Walter Scott ||365
 * O World ! O life ! O time ! ||Percy Bysshe Shelley || 438
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 * Our bugles sang truce for the night cloud had lowered||Thomas Campbell ||454
 * Over meadows purple-flowered ||Geo. W. Thombury ||515
 * O waly, waly up the bank ||Anonymous ||134
 * O were my love yon lilac fair ||Robert Burns ||236
 * O wild West Wind, the breath of Autumn's being ||Percy Bysshe Shelley||433
 * O Winter, ruler of the inverted year ||William Cowper ||214
 * O Woman ! in our hours of ease ||Sir Walter Scott ||365
 * O World ! O life ! O time ! ||Percy Bysshe Shelley || 438
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 * O Winter, ruler of the inverted year ||William Cowper ||214
 * O Woman ! in our hours of ease ||Sir Walter Scott ||365
 * O World ! O life ! O time ! ||Percy Bysshe Shelley || 438
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 * O World ! O life ! O time ! ||Percy Bysshe Shelley || 438
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