Listen—Songs thou ’lt hear

Through the wide world ringing.

Barry Cornwall.

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A baby was sleepingSamuel Lover[141]
“A cup for hope!” she saidChristina G. Rossetti[190]
A golden bee a-comethJoseph Skipsey[198]
A little shadow makes the sunrise sadMortimer Collins[52]
A little while a little loveDante Gabriel Rossetti[191]
A thousand voices fill my earsF. W. Bourdillon[45]
Across the grass I see her passAustin Dobson[81]
Ah, what avails the sceptered race!Walter Savage Landor[127]
Airly Beacon, Airly BeaconCharles Kingsley[121]
All glorious as the Rainbow’s birthGerald Massey[153]
All through the sultry hours of JuneMortimer Collins[54]
Along the garden ways just nowArthur O’Shaughnessy[156]
Although I enter notWilliam Makepeace Thackeray[218]
As Gertrude skipt from babe to girlFrederick Locker-Lampson[139]
As I came round the harbor buoyJean Ingelow[116]
Awake!—The starry midnight HourB. W. Procter (Barry Cornwall)[174]
Awake thee, my Lady-love!George Darley[64]
Back flies my soul to other yearsJoseph Skipsey[199]
Break, break, breakAlfred Tennyson[212]
Came, on a Sabbath noon, my sweetThomas Ashe[23]
Christmas is hereWilliam Makepeace Thackeray[220]
Come, rosy Day!Sir Edwin Arnold[20]
Come sing, Come sing, of the great Sea-KingB. W. Procter (Barry Cornwall)[172]
Could ye come back to me, Douglas, DouglasDinah Maria Mulock Craik[56]
Drink, and fill the night with mirth!B. W. Procter (Barry Cornwall)[180]
Every day a Pilgrim, blindfoldHamilton Aïdé[7]
Fast falls the snow, O lady mineMortimer Collins[49]
First the fine, faint, dreamy motionNorman Gale[98]
Hence, rude Winter! crabbed old fellowAlfred Domett[84]
How many Summers, loveB. W. Procter (Barry Cornwall)[165]
How many times do I love thee, dear?Thomas Lovell Beddoes[38]
I bring a garland for your headEdmund Gosse[101]
I had a Message to send herAdelaide Anne Procter[162]
I have been here beforeDante Gabriel Rossetti[193]
I leaned out of window, I smelt the white cloverJean Ingelow[118]
I looked and saw your eyesDante Gabriel Rossetti[194]
I made another garden, yeaArthur O’Shaughnessy[158]
I remember, I rememberThomas Hood[106]
I sat beside the streamletHamilton Aïdé[3]
I wandered by the brook-sideLord Houghton[111]
I walked in the lonesome eveningWilliam Allingham[16]
If I could choose my paradiseThomas Ashe[22]
If love were what the rose isAlgernon Charles Swinburne[205]
If there were dreams to sellThomas Lovell Beddoes[30]
I ’m sitting on the stile, MaryLady Dufferin[90]
In Clementina’s artless mienWalter Savage Landor[131]
In Love, if Love be Love, if Love be oursAlfred Tennyson[217]
Into the Devil tavernGeorge Walter Thornbury[225]
It was not in the winterThomas Hood[102]
I ’ve been roaming! I ’ve been roaming!George Darley[62]
King Death was a rare old fellow!B. W. Procter (Barry Cornwall)[176]
Kissing her hair I sat against her feet.Algernon Charles Swinburne[208]
Lady! in this night of JuneAlfred Austin[26]
Last time I parted from my DearWilliam Bell Scott[196]
Let us wreathe the mighty cupMichael Field[96]
Little dimples so sweet and softJ. Ashby Sterry[203]
Lullaby! O lullaby!William Cox Bennett[42]
Lute! breathe thy lowest in my Lady’s earSir Edwin Arnold[18]
Mirror your sweet eyes in mine, loveJ. Ashby Sterry[204]
Mother, I can not mind my wheelWalter Savage Landor[133]
My fairest child, I have no song to give youCharles Kingsley[126]
My goblet’s golden lips are dryThomas Lovell Beddoes[34]
My love, on a fair May morningThomas Ashe[24]
My roses blossom the whole year roundWilliam Cox Bennett[41]
O for the look of those pure gray eyesJ. Ashby Sterry[201]
O happy buds of violet!Mortimer Collins[53]
“O Heart, my heart!” she said, and heardDinah Maria Mulock Craik[58]
O lady, leave thy silken threadThomas Hood[104]
O lips that mine have grown intoAlgernon Charles Swinburne[209]
O Love is like the rosesRobert Buchanan[48]
O May, thou art a merry timeGeorge Darley[60]
O roses for the flush of youthChristina G. Rossetti[188]
O spirit of the Summertime!William Allingham[13]
O ye tears! O ye tears! that have long refused to flowCharles Mackay[147]
Often I have heard it saidWalter Savage Landor[128]
Oh, a dainty plant is the Ivy greenCharles Dickens[75]
Oh, hearing sleep, and sleeping hearWilliam Allingham[14]
Oh! let me dream of happy days gone byHamilton Aïdé[6]
Oh, lovely Mary Donnelly, my joy, my only best!William Allingham[9]
“Oh, Mary, go and call the cattle home”Charles Kingsley[122]
One lovely name adorns my songWalter Savage Landor[133]
Peace! what can tears avail?B. W. Procter (Barry Cornwall)[182]
Seated one day at the OrganAdelaide Anne Procter[160]
Seek not the tree of silkiest barkAubrey de Vere[72]
She was not fair, nor full of graceB. W. Procter (Barry Cornwall)[170]
She ’s up and gone, the graceless GirlThomas Hood[108]
Sing!—Who singsB. W. Procter (Barry Cornwall)[168]
Sit down, sad soul, and countB. W. Procter (Barry Cornwall)[178]
Sleep sweet, belovëd one, sleep sweet!Robert Buchanan[46]
Sleep! the bird is in its nestWilliam Cox Bennett[39]
Softly, O midnight Hours!Audrey de Vere[70]
Strew not earth with empty starsThomas Lovell Beddoes[35]
Sweet and low, sweet and lowAlfred Tennyson[215]
Sweet is childhood—childhood ’s overJean Ingelow[120]
Sweet mouth! O let me takeAlfred Domett[86]
Tears, idle tears, I know not what they meanAlfred Tennyson[213]
Terrace and lawn are white with frostMortimer Collins[50]
Thank Heaven, Ianthe, once againWalter Savage Landor[132]
The fault is not mine if I love you too muchWalter Savage Landor[129]
The ladies of St. James’sAustin Dobson[77]
The night has a thousand eyesF. W. Bourdillon[44]
The Sea! the Sea! the open Sea!B. W. Procter (Barry Cornwall)[184]
The splendour falls on castle wallsAlfred Tennyson[210]
The stars are with the voyagerThomas Hood[110]
The streams that wind amid the hillsGeorge Darley[63]
The Sun came through the frosty mistLord Houghton[115]
The Violet invited my kissJoseph Skipsey[200]
There is no summer ere the swallows come.F. W. Bourdillon[43]
Three fishers went sailing away to the WestCharles Kingsley[124]
To sea, to sea! the calm is o’erThomas Lovell Beddoes[33]
Touch us gently, Time!B. W. Procter (Barry Cornwall)[167]
Turn, Fortune, turn thy wheel and lower the proud!Alfred Tennyson[216]
Two doves upon the selfsame branchChristina G. Rossetti[189]
Under the lindens lately satWalter Savage Landor[130]
Wait but a little whileNorman Gale[99]
We have loiter’d and laugh’d in the flowery croftFrederick Locker-Lampson[134]
We heard it calling, clear and lowFrederick Locker-Lampson[137]
What is the meaning of the songCharles Mackay[145]
“What will you do, love, when I am going”Samuel Lover[143]
When a warm and scented steamGeorge Walter Thornbury[228]
When along the light ripple the far serenadeLord Houghton[113]
When another’s voice thou hearestLady Dufferin[88]
When I am dead, my dearestChristina G. Rossetti[186]
When I was young, I said to SorrowAubrey de Vere[74]
When Spring casts all her swallows forthGeorge Walter Thornbury[223]
When the snow begins to featherLord de Tabley[66]
Where winds aboundMichael Field[97]
Who is the baby, that doth lieThomas Lovell Beddoes[36]
Winds to-day are large and freeMichael Field[94]
With deep affectionFrancis Mahoney[149]
Woo thy lass while May is hereLord de Tabley[69]