Title Poet Year Written Collection Body
“Not ours the vows” Bernard Barton 1804

Not ours the vows of such as plight
  Their troth in sunny weather,
While leaves are green and skies are bright,
  To walk on flowers together.

But we have loved as those who tread
  The thorny path of sorrow,
With clouds above, and cause to...

“Not marble, not the gilded monuments” William Shakespeare 1584

Sonnet Lv.
not marble, not the gilded monuments
Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme;
But you shall shine more bright in these contents,
Than unswept stone, besmeared with sluttish time.
When wasteful war shall statues overturn,
And broils...

“Not at all, or all in all” Alfred, Lord Tennyson

From “Merlin and Vivien”
  IN Love, if Love be Love, if Love be ours,
Faith and unfaith can ne’er be equal powers;
Unfaith in aught is want of faith in all.

  It is the little rift within the lute,
That by and by will make the music mute,
And ever...

“My true-love hath my heart” Sir Philip Sidney 1574

My true-love hath my heart, and I have his,
  By just exchange one to the other given:
I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss,
  There never was a better bargain driven:
My true-love hath my heart, and I have his.

His heart in me keeps him and me in...

“My times are in thy hand” Christopher Newman Hall 1836

    MY times are in thy hand!
      I know not what a day
    Or e’en an hour may bring to me,
    But I am safe while trusting thee,
      Though all things fade away.
        All weakness, I
        On him rely
Who fixed the earth and...

“My sweet sweeting” Anonymous

From a MS. Temp. Henry VIII.
      AH, my sweet sweeting;
      My little pretty sweeting,
My sweeting will I love wherever I go;
    She is so proper and pure,
Full, steadfast, stable, and demure,
    There is none such, you may be sure,...

“My minde to me a kingdom is” Sir Edward Dyer 1563

My minde to me a kingdom is;
  Such perfect joy therein I finde
As farre exceeds all earthly blisse
  That God or nature hath assignde;
Though much I want that most would have,
Yet still my minde forbids to crave.

Content I live; this is my stay...

“My little Girl” Samuel Minturn Peck

My little girl is nested
  Within her tiny bed,
With amber ringlets crested
  Around her dainty head;
She lies so calm and stilly,
  She breathes so soft and low,
She calls to mind a lily
  Half-hidden in the snow.

A weary little...

“My heid is like to rend, Willie” William Motherwell

My heid is like to rend, Willie,
  My heart is like to break;
I ’m wearin’ aff my feet, Willie,
  I ’m dyin’ for your sake!
O, say ye ’ll think on me, Willie,
  Your hand on my briest-bane,—
O, say ye ’ll think of me, Willie,
  When I am...

“My heart ’s in the Highlands” Robert Burns 1779

My heart ’s in the Highlands, my heart is not here;
My heart ’s in the Highlands a-chasing the deer;
Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe.
My heart ’s in the Highlands, wherever I go.
Farewell to the Highlands, farewell to the North,
The birthplace...

“My heart leaps up” William Wordsworth 1790

My heart leaps up when I behold
    A rainbow in the sky;
So was it when my life began,
So is it now I am a man,
So be it when I shall grow old,
    Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man;
And I could wish my days to be

“My God, I love Thee” Saint Francis Xavier

From the Latin by Edward Caswall

MY God, I love thee! not because
  I hope for heaven thereby;
Nor because those who love thee not
  Must burn eternally.

Thou, O my Jesus, thou didst me
  Upon the cross embrace!
For me didst bear the...

“My eyes! how I love you” John Godfrey Saxe

My eyes! how I love you,
You sweet little dove you!
There ’s no one above you,
      Most beautiful Kitty.

So glossy your hair is,
Like a sylph’s or a fairy’s;
And your neck, I declare, is
      Exquisitely pretty.

Quite Grecian...

“My dear and only love” James Graham, Marquis of Montrose 1632

Part First
my dear and only love, I pray,
  This noble world of thee
Be governed by no other sway
  But purest monarchie.
For if confusion have a part,
  Which virtuous souls abhore,
And hold a synod in thy heart,
  I ’ll never love...

“My days among the dead” Robert Southey 1794

My days among the dead are passed;
  Around me I behold,
Where’er these casual eyes are cast,
  The mighty minds of old;
My never-failing friends are they,
With whom I converse day by day.

With them I take delight in weal,
  And seek...

“Mont Blanc yet gleams on high” Percy Bysshe Shelley 1812

From “Mont Blanc”
MONT BLANC yet gleams on high:—the power is there,
The still and solemn power of many sights,
And many sounds, and much of life and death.
In the calm darkness of the moonless nights,
In the lone glare of day, the snows descend

“Moan, moan, ye dying gales” Henry Neele

Moan, moan, ye dying gales!
The saddest of your tales
  Is not so sad as life;
Nor have you e’er began
A theme so wild as man,
  Or with such sorrow rife.

Fall, fall, thou withered leaf!
Autumn sears not like grief,
  Nor kills...

“Max and Maurice”: Trick Third Wilhelm Busch 1852

Translated by Charles Timothy Brooks

THROUGH the town and country round
Was one Mr. Buck renowned.
Sunday coats, and week-day sack-coats,
Bob-tails, swallow-tails, and frock coats,
Gaiters, breeches, hunting-jackets;
Waistcoats, with commodious...

“Max and Maurice”: Trick Second Wilhelm Busch 1852

Translated by Charles Timothy Brooks

WHEN the worthy Widow Tibbets
(Whom the cut below exhibits)
Had recovered, on the morrow,
From the dreadful shock of sorrow,
She (as soon as grief would let her
Think) began to think ’t were better

“Max and Maurice”: Trick First Wilhelm Busch 1852

Translated by Charles Timothy Brooks

TO most people who have leisure
Raising poultry gives great pleasure;
First, because the eggs they lay us
For the care we take repay us;
Secondly, that now and then
We can dine on roasted hen;