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INDEX OF FIRST LINES |
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With deep affection............... II, 94
Within a budding grove............. I, 31
Within the window of this white......... I, 428
Without, a grayness floods the skies........ II, 535
Word was brought to the Danish king....... II, 190
Ye brilliant muses, who ne'er refuses....... II, 423
Ye good fellows all............... I, 223
Ye scan the timid verdure............ I, 23
Year after year ............... II, 304
Yes, let us speak, with lips confirming....... I, 480
Yes, the years are passing quickly......... I, 163
Yet, yes, I idled many an hour.......... I, 326
Yon old house in moonlight sleeping....... II, 179
You all knew Tom Moody, the whipper-in, well ... I, 133
You cannot take me, ah, I will not go....... II, 142
You lads that are funny, and call maids your honey . II, 388
You matchless nine, to my aid incline....... II, 383
You must be troubled, Asthore.......• . . II, 449
You saucy south wind............. II, 522
You were always a dreamer.......... II, 314
Young Rory O'More courted Kathleen bawn .... II, 15
Your eyes have the twin stars' light, ma croidhe ... II, 379
Your face has not the bloom I gave........ I, 158
Your proud eyes give me their wearied splendor . . II, 497
You're going away, Alanna........... I, 461 |
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