INDEX TO FIRST LINES
PACI
A farmer of the Augustan Age 609
A fool there was and he made his prayer 251
A great and glorious thing it is 50
A Nation spoke to a Nation, 208
A Rose, in tatters on the garden path, 425
A stone's throw out on either hand 575
A tinker out of Bedford, 333
Abdhur Rahman, the Durani Chief, of him is the story told. .... 279
About the time that taverns shut 725
Across a world where all men grieve 446
After the burial-parties leave 365
After the sack of the City when Rome was sunk to a name . . .712
Ah! What avails the classic bent 391
Ahasuerus Jenkins of the "Operatic Own," 5
All day long to the judgment-seat 608
All the world over, nursing their scars, 638
Alone upon the housetops to the North 700
"And some are sulky, while some will plunge 574
And they were stronger hands than mine 700
As Adam lay a-dreaming beneath the Apple Tree 738
" 'As anybody seen Bill 'Awkins?" 504
As I left the Halls at Lumley, rose the vision of a comely .... 59
As I was spittin' into the Ditch aboard the Crocodile, 492
As our mother the Frigate, bepainted and fine, 161
As the dawn was breaking the Sambhur belled 734
At Runnymede, at Runnymede, 750
At the close of a winter day, 381
At the hole where he went in 708
At times when under cover I 'ave said, 537
At two o'clock in the morning, if you open your window and listen, . 752
'Ave you 'card o" the Widow at Windsor 470
Away by the lands of the "Japanec 129
Ay, lay him 'neath the Simla pine 49
Be well assured that on our side 169
Beat off in our last fight were we? 604
Because I sought it far from men, 604
Bees ! Bees ! Hark to your bees ! 659
Before a midnight breaks in storm, 337
Before my Spring I garnered Autumn's gain, 636
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