ELEVENTH SERIES.
239
Quotations :
For who, in time, knows whither we may
vent, i. 68
Forget not, earth, thy disinherited, x. 388, 433 Forth from England's ranks a score of horse- men, vi. 89 Forth shall come a worm, an Aske with one
eye, xii. 28, 125 Fortune came smiling to his youth and woo'd
it, ii. 508 ; iii. 15
Full many a gem of purest ray serene, yii. 318 Ful semely after hir mete she raughte, ix. 365 Gallant and gay in Cliveden's proud alcove,
xii, 302, 344
Gentle and protable strangers, xii. 10 Gigantic daughter of the West, x. 10, 117 Give me some wet hay. ii. 469, 535 Give me the child until he is seven years old,
iv. 8 Give, O give me the man who sings at his
work ! 11. 309, 494
Give your m6ney to the hospitals, i. 50 God gives the birds food, but does not throw
it into their nests, vi. 410 God give us men ! A time like this demands,
ix. 307, 257, 413 God help the poor, iii. 329 God made the country, and man made the
town, iii. 123
God moves in a mysterious way, iii. 10, 58, 153 God the All-Terrible ! King, who ordainest,
xi. 248, 308 Goe, little booke ; God send thee good passage,
iii. 207, 492 ; iv. 34 Goliath of Gath, v. 389, 476 Gone are the glorious Greeks of old, x. 387 Good deeds immortal are they cannot die,
x. 369
Good reader, I this little booke, iii. 147, 177 Great feast of poetry, vii. 387, 478 Great God ! to see the golden stream, i. 207 Great Metropolitan of Martyrs ! ii. 327 Guess now who holds thee, iii. 409, 454 Guide-Books, Rhymes, Sketches, Illustrations
vii. 269 Had the great Quaker been kept in power
instead of Pitt, viii. 429, 496 Haec sunt Cambrisse, durty streaks, et half-
peny pisse, vii. 128 Haec sunt Elise, lanterna, capella Marise, vii.
128 Haec sunt Hullina, Humber quodlings, et
bona vina, vii. 128 Hsec sunt Nprwycus, panis ordeus, halpeny-
pykys, viii. 252 Ha'e faith in God, and He will see th' thro',
x. 250, 457
Hail, Eternal, by whose aid, xi. 170, 217 Hail, Noble Founders of this vast Design,
xi. 30, 114
Hair drawn through milk, xi. 185, 272 Has he gone to the land of no laughter, xii.
101
Haud tibi spiro, iv. 65, 198 ' H 6 77/16x775 evdeeffT^povs /jt,v r< ir\ri6ei robs,
ii. 235
He cheered me oft, ix. 511 He did not know, poor fool, ii. 38 He sailed into the setting sun, ii. 28 He sentenced the thief unheard, ii. 327
Quotations :
He spurns the earth with a disdainful heel, v.
68
He summed the actions of the day, xi. 379 He talked far above singing, i. 269, 316 He that dooth a base thing in zeal for a friend,
vi. 48, 118 He that dreamed that he saw his father,
vi. 489 ; vii. 78 He was forty-six, grey as a rat, earnest,
thoughtful, ix. 429 He whistles as he goes, light-hearted wretch I
xii. 341, 370 He who first met the Highlands swelling
blue, i. 88, 133 He who is near to Death, but turns about.
xii. 161 He whose ear is untaught, vi. 509
hear the loud stag speak, v. 230
Hear ye the sellers of lavender ? ii. 88, 135 Heart of my heart, she has broken the heart
of me, vii. 268 Helas ! je sais aussi tous les secrets des cieux,
ix. 466
Hempseed I sow, i. 300
Herbe Pimpernell, I have thee found, i. 78 Here is no law in good green shaw, i. 50 Here let the Muse withdraw the bloodstained
steel, ix. 109
Here now the resun of his nam, vii. 270, 33d Here's a brave looking-glass, ii. 308, 355 Here Sarum lies Who was as wise, xn. 421 Here we come gathering nuts and may, xi.
493 ; xii. 74
Hero of the plains of Maida, ii. 129, 178 Heu quanto minus est cum reliquis versari
quam tui meminisse, vi. 29, 95 Hie tuus O Tamisine Pater Septemgeminus
fons, viii. 148, 197 His cibus et potus simul est, vi. 227 His life but a handbreadth, v. 68 Home is Home, though it is never so homely,
vii. 410, 454
Horns from Elfland faintly blowing, v. 69 How blest is he, above all doubt, ii. 150 How happy the lover, how easy his chain,
viii. 349, 397 How oft in vain the son of Theseus said, vm.
87
Hungry Ruin had me in the wind, i. 109 I am bound to furnish my antagonists with
arguments, viii. 170, 255 ; xii. 360, 510 I am not afraid of accident so long as I am
in my place, xi. 190
I am tired of four walls and a ceiling, i. J I believe in dreams of duty, ix. 50, 113 I do not fear the landing on the shore, vii. 369 I envy not their hap whom fortune doth
advance, v. 90 I hate the black negation of the bier, ix. 328,
396 I hate the French, because they are all
slaves, vii. 90, 156,215 I he^ard a little bird sing, i. 207 I heard them praising this grey French
country, x. 211
I knew not what it was to die, iii. 388 ; iv. 488 I know Thee, who hast kept my path, and
made, xii. 360 I looked upon a sea, viii. 8
