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468 Rhymes and writers of our day, 293. Rich is the music of sweet instruments, 387. Rock's the song-soil, truly, 215. Rose of the world, 189. Rose-dark the solemn sunset, 234.

Said the Poet unto the Seer, 41. Shade of our greatest, O look down to-day! 163. She lives in light, not shadow, 278. She saw the bayonets flashing in the sun, 114. Silent, silent are the unreturning! 235. Since ancient Time began, 208. Sir Knight, thou lovest not, 305. Slowly to the day the rose, 361. So fair, so pure my lady as she doth go, 134. So fierce the buffets of untimely fate, 339. Some element from nature seems withdrawn, 351. Some from books resound their rhymes, 226. Something missing from the garden? 434. Something there is in Death not all unkind, 136. Souls live for whom the illimitable sands, 299. Sow thou sorrow and thou shalt reap it, 174. Speed, speed, speed, 261. Star-dust and vaporous light, 244. Stay as the tree—go as the wind, 307. Straight soars to heaven the white magnificence, 342. Strolling toward Shottery on one showery day, 291. Such pictures of the heavens were never seen, 368. Summer's rain and winter's snow, 33. Sweet dignity and tenderness and grace, 453. Sweet Grecian girl who on the sunbright wall, 156. Sweet mouth, dark eyes, deep heart, 149. Sweet rose that bloomed on the red field of war, 125. Sweetness and strength, high tragedy and mirth, 451.

Tell me what is this innumerable throng, 49. Tell you the news, 288. That I should love thee seemeth meet and wise, 30. The Angel of Life stood forth on the threshold of Birth, 379. The birds were singing, the skies were gay, 21. The bright sun has been hid so long, 291. The cloud was thick that hid the sun from sight, 11. The clouds upon the mountains rest, 327. The critic scanned the poet's book, 344. The day began as other days begin, 380. The days were cold, and clouded. On a day, 399. The evening star trembles and hides from him, 67. The garden still is green, 436. The gray walls of the garden, 431. The leaves are dark and large, Love, 154. The man of brains, of fair repute, and birth, 303.