I saw him once before 20
It is Christmas day in the workhouse 193
It isn't the thing you do, dear 116
It may be that the words I spoke 103
It's easy to talk of the patience of Job 82
It takes a heap o' livin' in a houst t' make it home 7
It was a bright and lovely summer's morn 114
It was an old, old, old, old lady 30
It was a sergeant old and gray 158
It was a starry night in June, the air was soft and still 102
It was in the days when Claverhouse 9
It was kept out in the kitchen, and 'twas long and deep and wide 177
It was many and many a year ago 25
It was the pleasant harvest-time 188
It was the twilight hour 61
I've got a letter, parson, from my son away out West 53
I walked through the woodland meadows 9
I wandered lonely where the pine-trees made 199
I was mighty good-lookin' when I was young 44
I was sitting in my study 40
I was strolling one day down the Lawther Arcade 169
I went into a public 'ouse to get a pint of beer 170
I, who was always counted, they say 42
I wish there were some wonderful place 32
I wrote some lines once on a time 14

Jim Brady's big brother's a wonderful lad 206

King David's limbs were weary. He had fled 191

Laugh, and the world laughs with you 139
Let us be kind 143
Life! I know not what thou art 65
Like a dream, it all comes o'er me as I hear the Christmas bells 47
Like liquid gold the wheat field lies 8
Little lamb, who made thee? 86
Little lass of Plym