Jessie B. Rittenhouse, ed. (1869–1948). The Little Book of Modern Verse. 1917.
Index to First Lines
- Above the shouting of the gale
- A caravan from China comes
- Across the fields of yesterday
- A flying word from here and there
- All I could see from where I stood
- Aloof upon the day’s immeasured dome
- A man said unto his Angel
- A mile behind is Gloucester town
- Apple-green west and an orange bar
- A rhyme, of good Death’s inn!
- As I came down from Lebanon
- As in the midst of battle there is room
- At the gate of the West I stand
- Beauty calls and gives no warning
- Before the solemn bronze Saint Gaudens made
- Be still. The Hanging Gardens were a dream
- Bowed by the weight of centuries he leans
- Breathe me the ancient words when I shall find
- By seven vineyards on one hill
- Comrades, pour the wine to-night
- Da spreeng ees com’! but oh, da joy
- De massa ob de sheepfol’
- England, I stand on thy imperial ground
- Fluid the world flowed under us: the hills
- For a name unknown
- For me the jasmine buds unfold
- Four winds blowing thro’ the sky
- From their folded mates they wander far
- God, I return to You on April days
- Golden pulse grew on the shore
- Grandmither, think not I forget, when I come back to town
- Grey rocks, and greyer sea
- Grow, grow, thou little tree
- Heart free, band free
- He had been singing—but I had not heard his voice
- Helen’s lips are drifting dust
- Here is the place where Loveliness keeps house
- Her talk was all of woodland things
- He whom a dream hath possessed knoweth no more of doubting
- Hill people turn to their hills
- Himself is least afraid
- How often in the summer-tide
- I am fevered with the sunset
- I belt the morn with ribboned mist
- If love were but a little thing
- I have praised many loved ones in my song
- I know it must be winter (though I sleep)
- I lift mine eyes against the sky
- In an old book at even as I read
- In silence, solitude and stern surmise
- In the middle of August when the southwest wind
- In the pain, in the loneliness of love
- I ride on the mountain tops, I ride
- I so loved once, when Death came by I hid
- I try to knead and spin, but my life is low the while
- Its friendship and its carelessness
- I, who have lost the stars, the sod
- I would I might forget that I am I
- I would unto my fair restore
- Let me no more a mendicant
- Let not our town be large—remembering
- Life burns us up like fire
- Life said: My house is thine with all its store
- Listen to the tawny thief
- Live blindly and upon the hour. The Lord
- Lord of my heart’s elation
- Love came back at fall o’ dew
- May is building her house. With apple blooms
- Memphis and Karnak, Luxor, Thebes, the Nile
- ’Mid glad green miles of tillage
- Miniver Cheevy, child of scorn
- My heart is like a city of the gay
- My heart it was a cup of gold
- My heart was winter-bound until
- My love for thee doth take me unaware
- My mother’s hands are cool and fair
- My Soul goes clad in gorgeous things
- My true love from her pillow rose
- Naked and brave thou goest
- Nightingales warble about it
- Night is the true democracy. When day
- Now along the solemn heights
- Now since mine even is come at last
- O brown brook, O blithe brook, what will you say to me
- Of old it went forth to Euchenor, pronounced of his sire
- O hearken, all ye little weeds
- Oh, grieve not, Ladies, if at night
- O little buds all bourgeoning with Spring
- O love that is not Love, but dear, so dear!
- Only of thee and me the night wind sings
- Others endure Man’s rule: he therefore deems
- Out of the conquered Past
- Out of the purple drifts
- O white Priest of Eternity, around
- Perhaps they laughed at Dante in his youth
- Sargon is dust, Semiramis a clod!
- Shall I say that what heaven gave
- She’s somewhere in the sunlight strong
- Sleep softly … eagle forgotten … under the stone
- So hath he fallen, the Endymion of the air
- Song is so old
- Speak! said my soul, be stern and adequate
- Squire Adam had two wives, they say
- Such special sweetness was about
- Sweet is the highroad when the skylarks call
- Sweet is the time for joyous folk
- That day her eyes were deep as night
- The angels in high places
- The harps hung up in Babylon
- The hours I spent with thee, dear heart
- The islands called me far away
- The little Road says, Go
- The low-voiced girls that go
- Then, lady, at last thou art sick of my sighing
- Then that dread angel near the awful throne
- The old eternal spring once more
- The Ox he openeth wide the Doore
- There is a quest that calls me
- There is no escape by the river
- There is something in the autumn that is native to my blood
- These are the best of him
- The three ghosts on the lonesome road
- The twilight’s inner flame grows blue and deep
- The waves about Iona dirge
- The weasel thieves in silver suit
- They went forth to battle, but they always fell
- This, then, is she
- Threading a darksome passage all alone
- Thy hands are like cool herbs that bring
- To-day ees: com’ from Eetaly
- To-day I saw the shop-girl go
- To you he gave his laughter and his jest
- Upon a cloud among the stars we stood
- Uriel, you that in the ageless sun
- Voice, with what emulous fire thou singest free hearts of old fashion
- We are the toilers from whom God barred
- We are they that go, that go
- We go no more to Calverly’s
- We needs must be divided in the tomb
- What delightful hosts are they
- What shape so furtive steals along the dim
- When I am dead and over me bright April
- When I am dead and sister to the dust
- When I am tired of earnest men
- When I consider Life and its few years
- When I have finished with this episode
- When the Norn Mother saw the Whirlwind Hour
- When the wind is low, and the sea is soft
- Where are the friends that I knew in my Maying
- Whither, with blue and pleading eyes
- Who drives the horses of the sun
- Who shall declare the joy of the running!
- Why do you seek the sun
- Why sing the legends of the Holy Grail
- Wind-washed and free, full-swept by rain and wave
- With cassock black, baret and book
- Would I were on the sea-lands
- Yes, Nightingale, through all the summer-time