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My wish is that the reader should in his own pleasure quite forget the editor’s labour, which too has been pleasant: that, standing aside, I may believe this book has made the Muses’ access easier when, in the right hour, they come to him to uplift or to console.
Arthur
Quiller-Couch
The Oxford Book of English Verse
 
1250–1900
 
Chosen and Edited by A. T. Quiller-Couch
 
From Arthur Quiller-Couch’s 1919 Introduction to this extensive collection: “For this Anthology I have tried to range over the whole field of English Verse…. To bring home and render so great a spoil compendiously has been my capital difficulty. It is for the reader to judge if I have so managed it as to serve those who already love poetry and to implant that love in some young minds not yet initiated.”
 
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CONTENTS
Bibliographic Record  Preface
TO THE PRESIDENT, FELLOWS AND SCHOLARS OF TRINITY COLLEGE OXFORD: A HOUSE OF LEARNING ANCIENT, LIBERAL HUMANE AND MY MOST KINDLY NURSE
 
OXFORD: CLARENDON, 1919
NEW YORK: BARTLEBY.COM, 1999
 
 
CHRONOLOGIC INDEX OF AUTHORS
Anonymous (XIII–XIV Century) to Marlowe (1564–93)
Shakespeare (1564–1616) to Waller (1606–1687)
Milton (1608–1674) to Jago (1715–1781)
Gray (1716–1771) to Wolfe (1791–1823)
Shelley (1792–1822) to Locker-Lampson (1821–1895)
Arnold (1822–1888) to Blackmore (1825–1900)


ALPHABETIC INDEX OF AUTHORS
Addison, Joseph to Brome, Alexander
Brontë, Emily to Cutts, Lord
Daniel, Samuel to Hyde, Douglas
Jago, Richard to Milton, John
Montgomerie, Alexander to Shakespeare, William
Shelley, Percy Bysshe to Yeats, William Butler


INDEX OF TITLES
A Bequest of His Heart to By the Margin of the Great Deep
Call to Grief
Half-asleep to Myra
Nameless One to Quia Amore Langueo
Rainbow to Sweet Content
Take, O take those Lids away to Youth and Age


INDEX OF FIRST LINES
A book of Verses underneath the Bough to Expense of Spirit in a waste of shame
Fain would I change that note to Hyd, Absolon, thy gilte tresses clere
I am that which began to My true love hath my heart, and I have his
Nay but you, who do not love her to Round the cape of a sudden came the sea
Sabrina fair to Twenty years hence my eyes may grow
Underneath this myrtle shade to Your eyen two wol slee me sodenly


 
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