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INDEX OF FIRST LINES
To-day or this noon
288
To fight aloud is very brave,
12
To hang our head ostensibly,
66
To hear an oriole sing
83
To help our bleaker parts
68
To know just how he suffered would be dear;
189
To learn the transport by the pain,
43
To lose one's faith surpasses
64
To lose thee, sweeter than to gain
169
To love thee, year by year,
307
To make a prairie it takes a clover
134
To my quick ear the leaves conferred;
131
Too cold is this
287
To pile the Thunder to its close,
314
To see her is a picture,
309
To tell the beauty would decrease,
307
To the staunch Dust we safe commit thee;
292
To this apartment deep
296
To venerate the simple days
50
'T was a long parting, but the time
154
'T was comfort in her dying room
287
'T was just this time last year I died,
252
'T was later when the summer went
123
'T was such a little, little boat
15
Two butterflies went out at noon
87
Two lengths has every day,
267
Two swimmers wrestled on the spar
194
U
Undue significance a starving man attaches
39
Unto my books so good to turn
41
Upon the gallows hung a wretch,
56
V
Victory comes late,
30
Volcanoes be in Sicily
305
W
Wait till the majesty of Death
219
Water is taught by thirst;
248
We cover thee, sweet face
227
We learn in the retreating
226
We like March, his shoes are purple,
130
We never know how high we are
53
We never know we go, — when we are going
248
Went up a year this evening!
219
We outgrow love like other things
173
We play at paste
19
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