O fairest of the rural maids; [6]

O marvel, fruit of fruits, I pause; [167]

O messenger, art thou the king, or I; [180]

O Nature! I do not aspire; [166]

Of all the rides since the birth of time; [87]

Oh, inexpressible as sweet; [289]

Oh, the shambling sea is a sexton old; [277]

Oh, who would stay indoor, indoor; [251]

Oh, what's the way to Arcady; [243]

Old Sorrow I shall meet again; [230]