d Gentian _W.C. Bryant_ 40

To the Past _W.C. Bryant_ 18

Toujours Amour _E.C. Stedman_ 194

Triumph _H.C. Bunner_ 213

Tropical Morning at Sea, A _E.R. Sill_ 238

Under the Violets _O.W. Holmes_ 124

Unseen Spirits _N.P. Willis_ 24

Valley of Unrest, The _E.A. Poe_ 38

Veery, The _H. Van Dyke_ 296

Village Blacksmith, The _H.W. Longfellow_ 92

Way to Arcady, The _H.C. Bunner_ 243

When the Sultan Goes to Ispahan _T.B. Aldrich_ 253

Whip-poor-will, The _H. Van Dyke_ 291

White Jessamine, The _J.B. Tabb_ 235

Wild Honeysuckle, The _P. Freneau_ 1

Woman's Thought, A _R.W. Gilder_ 227

Woods that Bring the Sunset Near, The _R.W. Gilder_ 216

Wreck of the Hesperus, The _H.W. Longfellow_ 80

BOOK FIRST.

AMERICAN SONGS AND LYRICS

The Wild Honeysuckle.

Fair flower, that dost so comely grow,
Hid in this silent, dull retreat,
Untouched thy honey'd blossoms blow,
Unseen thy little branches greet;
No roving foot shall crush thee here,
No busy hand provoke a tear.

By Nature's self in white arrayed,
She bade thee shun the vulgar eye,
And planted here the guardian shade,
And sent soft waters murmuring by;
Thus quietly thy summer goes,--
Thy days declining to repose.

Smit with those charms, that must decay,
I grieve to see your future doom;
They died--nor were those flowers more gay--
The flowers that did in Eden bloom;
Unpitying frosts and Autumn's power
Shall leave no vestige of this flower.

From morning suns and evening dews
At first thy little being came;
If nothing once, you nothing lose,
For when you die you are the same;
The space between is but an hour,
The frail duration of a flower.

P. FRENEAU.

Song.

Who has robbed the ocean cave,
To tinge thy lips with coral hue?
Who from India's distant wave
For thee those pearly treasures drew?
Who from yonde