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 Love thy country, wish it well, 443

Love wing'd my Hopes and taught me how to fly, 62

Marie Hamilton's to the kirk gane, 375

Mark where the pressing wind shoots javelin-like, 775

Martial, the things that do attain, 41

Marvel of marvels, if I myself shall behold, 785

Mary! I want a lyre with other strings, 470

May! Be thou never graced with birds that sing, 245

May! queen of blossoms, 586

Me so oft my fancy drew, 238

Men grew sae cauld, maids sae unkind, 655

Merry Margaret, 31

Methought I saw my late espousèd Saint, 321

Mild is the parting year, and sweet, 565

Milton! thou shouldst be living at this hour, 524

More love or more disdain I crave, 403

Mortality, behold and fear!, 234

Most glorious Lord of Lyfe! that, on this day, 84

Mother, I cannot mind my wheel, 564

Mother of Hermes! and still youthful Maia!, 629

Much have I travell'd in the realms of gold, 634

Music, when soft voices die, 618

My blood so red, 385

My Damon was the first to wake, 480

My days among the Dead are past, 556

My dear and only Love, I pray, 334

My delight and thy delight, 832

My faint spirit was sitting in the light, 613

My grief on the sea, 858

My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains, 624

My heart is high above, my body is full of bliss, 52

My heart is like a singing bird, 780

My heart leaps up when I behold, 532

My little Son, who look'd from thoughtful eyes, 763

My Love in her attire doth show her wit, 63

My love is strengthen'd, though more weak in seeming, 158

My love o'er the water bends dreaming, 797

My lute, awake! perform the last, 38

My mother bore me in the southern wild, 487

My new-cut ashlar takes the light, 865

My noble, lovely, little Peggy, 427

My Peggy is a young thing, 437

My Phillis hath the morning sun, 98