Great Relatives Poetry Schoolbook

185 Echoes The one-hundred and eighty-fifth poem in the collection.

184 Love's Philosophy The one-hundred and eighty-fourth poem in the collection.

183 Freedom and Love

182 Jock O' Hazeldean The one-hundred and eighty-second poem in the collection.

181 Lord Ullin's Daughter The one-hundred and eighty-first poem in the collection.

180 A slumber did my spirit seal The one-hundred and eightieth poem in the collection.

179 The Education of Nature The one-hundred and seventy-ninth poem in the collection. The work was done = poignant simplicity.

178 I travell'd among unknown men The one-hundred and seventy-eighth poem in the collection.

177 The Lost Love The one-hundred and seventy-seventh poem in the collection.

176 I fear thy kisses, gentle maiden The one-hundred and seventy-sixth poem in the collection.

175 She is not fair to outward view The one-hundred and seventy-fifth poem in the collection.

174 She was a phantom of delight The one-hundred and seventy-fourth poem in the collection.

173 She walks in beauty, like the night The one-hundred and seventy-third poem in the collection.

172 Lines to an Indian Air

171 There be none of Beauty's daughters

170 The Outlaw The one-hundred and seventieth poem in the collection. (* additional details below) NOTES FROM THE BACK OF THE BOOK: This poem, with 236, exemplifies the peculiar skill with which Scott employs proper names: nor is there a surer sign of high poetical genius.

169 All For Love The one-hundred and sixty-ninth poem in the collection. (* additional details below) NOTES FROM THE BACK OF THE BOOK: The most tender and true of Byron's smaller poems.

168 Love

167 Ode on the Poets The one-hundred and sixty-seventh poem in the collection.

166 On First Looking Into Chapmans Homer The first poem of Book Fourth. The one-hundred and sixty-sixth poem in the collection. (* additional details below) NOTES FROM THE BACK OF THE BOOK: stout Cortez: History requires here Balbóa: (A.T.) It may be noticed, that to find in Chapman's Homer the "pure serene" of the original, the reader must bring with him the imagination of the youthful poet;—he must be "a Greek himself," as Shelley finely said of Keats.

165 Life! I know not what