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
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