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Volume Two - Complete Text & Lyrics

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INDEX OF FIRST LINES        563
Image of beauty, when I gaze on thee.......   II, 289
In a quiet watered land, a land of roses......   11,278
In a slumber visional..............   II, 334
In a valley far away..............     I, 214
In childhood days we were not apart.......    II, 288
In penal times, as peasants tell..........     I, 106
In praise of little children I will say.......     I, 121
In Siberia's wastes...............   II, 114
In the airy whirling wheel............   II, 281
In the County Tyrone, near the town of Dungannon .   II, 410
In the garden of my youth............     I, 467
In the gloomy ocean bed............   11,271
In the heart of a German forest..........   11,276
In the heart of high blue hills..........     I, 335
In the north is the strength of the wind......     1,410
In the Valley of Shanganagh...........   11,129
In the wet dusk silver sweet...........   II, 295
In this free land I know a tyrant king.......     I, 275
Inside the city's throbbing heart.........     I, 450
Integer vita? scleresque purus..........     I, 383
Ireland, oh, Ireland! centre of my longings ....     I, 403
Irish eyes! Irish eyes ............     I, 375
Is it thus, O Shane the haughty .........   II, 299
Is it thy will that I should wax and wane.....   II, 485
Is there a youthful gallant here .........   II, 200
It chanced to me upon a time to sail .......   II, 237
It is a whisper among the hazel bushes......   II, 257
It is far and it is far ..............   II, 133
It is not beauty I demand............     I, 201
It was the fairy of the place...........   II, 296
It was very early in the spring..........   II, 373
Its edges foamed with amethyst and rose......   II, 294
It's a lonely road through bogland........   II, 293
Jesukin ...................   II, 325
Joy! joy! the day is come at last.........     1,270
Just after the war, in the year Ninety-Eight ....     I, 489
Kathleen Mavourneen ! the gray dawn is breaking,     I, 177
Lesbia hath a beaming eye...........   II, 163