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Rh The boy stood on the burning deck, 22 The breaking waves dashed high, 229 The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, 306 The Frost looked forth, one still, clear night, 39 The gingham dog and the calico cat, 18 The God of Music dwelleth out of doors, 275 The harp that once through Tara's halls, 287 The nautilus and the ammonite, 188 The old mayor climb'd the belfry tower, 277 The Owl and the Pussy Cat went to sea, 15 The quality of mercy is not strained, 300 There came a youth upon the earth, 171 There came to port last Sunday night, 152 There lay upon the ocean's shore, 148 There was a sound of revelry by night, 177 There was never a Queen like Balkis, 7 There were three kings into the East, 83 There were three sailors of Bristol City, 41 The splendour falls on castle walls, 66 The stately homes of England, 192 The summer and autumn had been so wet, 166 The sun shines bright in the old Kentucky home, 136 The world is too much with us; late and soon, 304 The year's at the spring, 6 Thirty days hath September, 7 This is the ship of pearl which, poets feign, 122 This was the noblest Roman of them all, 301 'Tis the last rose of summer, 225 T'other day as I was twining, 234 Traveller, pluck a stem of moly, 233 Triumphal arch that fills the sky, 53 'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house, 29 Twinkle, twinkle little star, 6

, 25 Up from the meadows rich with corn, 96 Up from the South at break of day, 68

, 137 Wee, modest, crimson-tipped flower, 94 Wee, sleekit, cow'rin, tim'rous beastie, 92 Wee Willie Winkie rins through the town, 13 We were crowded in the cabin, 23 Whatever brawls disturb the street, 20 What is so rare as a day in June, 217 What is the voice I hear, 335 What was he doing, the great god Pan, 275 When cats run home and light is come, 40 When earth's last picture is painted, 285 When George the Third was reigning, a hundred years ago, 236