- All is divine The Queen of Seasons
- All tender lights, all hues divine Matins—Thursday
- All-bountiful Creator, who, Vespers—Tuesday
- And would’st thou reach, rash scholar mine, Zeal and Love
- Are these the tracks of some unearthly Friend, Angelic Guidance
- As, when the hand some mimic form would paint, The Married and the Single
- Banish’d the House of sacred rest, Behind the Veil
- Between two comrades dear, Ethelwald
- Bide thou thy time! The Patient Church
- Birthday gifts, with the early year, Epiphany-Eve
- Bloom, beloved Flower!— The Winter Flower
- Cease, Stranger, cease those piercing notes, The Isles of the Sirens
- Christ bade His followers take the sword; Zeal and Meekness
- Come, Holy Ghost, who ever One Terce
- Could I hit on a theme Seeds in the Air
- Creator of the starry pole, Advent—Vespers
- Day’s herald bird Lauds—Tuesday
- Dear Frank, this morn has usher’d in To F. W. N.
- Death was full urgent with thee, Sister dear, Consolations in Bereavement
- Deep in his meditative bower, Jonah
- Did we but see, Our Future
- Do not their souls, who ’neath the Altar wait Separation of Friends
- Each trial has its weight; which, whoso bears Vexations
- Ere yet I left home’s youthful shrine, Wanderings
- Faint not, and fret not, for threaten’d woe, The Watchman
- Fair Cousin, thy page Opusculum
- Father of Lights, by whom each day Vespers—Sunday
- Father of mercies infinite, Matins—Saturday
- Framer of the earth and sky, Lauds—Sunday
- France! I will think of thee as what thou wast, Apostacy
- “Give any boon for peace! Warfare
- Glory of the eternal Heaven, Lauds—Friday
- Green are the leaves, and sweet the flowers, The Month of Mary
- Hark, a joyful voice is thrilling, Advent—Lauds
- Haunting gloom and flitting shades, Lauds—Wednesday
- Help, Lord, the souls which Thou hast made, For the Dead
- Hid are the saints of God;— The Hidden Ones
- How can I keep my Christmas feast Christmas Without Christ
- How didst thou start, Thou Holy Baptist, bid Pusillanimity
- How shall a child of God fulfil The Witness
- I am a harp of many chords, and each Introduction to an Album
- I am rooted in the wall Snapdragon
- I ask not for fortune, for silken attire, St. Philip in His Disciples
- I bear upon my brow the sign The Brand of Cain
- I bow at Jesu’s name, for ’tis the Sign Reverence
- I dream’d that, with a passionate complaint, St. Paul
- I have been honour’d and obey’d, Humiliation
- I rise and raise my clasped hands to Thee! Morning
- I sat beneath an olive’s branches grey, Corcyra
- I saw thee once and nought discern’d Transfiguration
- If e’er I fall beneath Thy rod, Judgment
- In childhood, when with eager eyes The Trance of Time
- In service o’er the Mystic Feast I stand; The Priestly Office
- In the far North our lot is cast, St. Philip Neri in His Mission
- Jesu, Maria—I am near to death, The Dream of Gerontius
- Ladies, well I deem, delight My Lady Nature and Her Daughters
- Latest born of Jesse’s race, The Call of David
- Lead, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom The Pillar of the Cloud
- Let heathen sing thy heathen praise, The Greek Fathers
- Let the sun summon all his beams to hold My Birthday
- Let us arise, and watch by night, Matins—Sunday
- Light of the anxious heart, The Transfiguration—Lauds
- Little maiden, dost thou pine Valentine to a Little Girl
- Lord of unbounded space, Vespers—Monday
- Lord, in this dust Thy sovereign voice Thanksgiving
- “Man goeth forth” with reckless trust Nature and Art
- Man is permitted much The Elements
- Many the guileless years the Patriarch spent, Isaac
- May the dread Three in One, who sways Matins—Friday
- ’Mid Balak’s magic fires Heathenism
- Mortal! if e’er thy spirits faint, Penance
- Moses, the patriot fierce, became Moses
- My Father’s hope! my childhood’s dream! The Death of Moses
- My home is now a thousand miles away; Memory
- My oldest friend, mine from the hour Guardian Angel
- My smile is bright, my glance is free, The Scars of Sin
- Now is the Autumn of the Tree of Life; Progress of Unbelief
- Now that the day-light dies away, Compline
- Now that the day-star glimmers bright, Prime
- O aged Saint! far off I heard The Saint and the Hero
- O comrade bold of toil and pain! Zeal and Patience
- O Father, list a sinner’s call! Absolution
- O God from God, and Light from Light, Matins—Tuesday
- O God, of Thy soldiers For a Martyr
- O God, unchangeable and true, None
- O God, who canst not change nor fail, Sext
- O God, who hast given Vespers—Thursday
- O heart of fire! misjudged by wilful man, David and Jonathan
- O Holiest Truth! how have I lied to Thee! Evening
- O holy Lord, who with the Children Three Temptation
- O Lord and Christ, Thy Children of the South Superstition
- O Lord, who, thron’d in the holy height, Vespers—Wednesday
- O Lord! when sin’s close-marshall’d line A Word in Season
- O piteous race! Judaism
- O prophet, tell me not of peace, Bondage
- O purest Symbol of the Eternal Son! Joseph
- O rail not at our kindred in the North, Samaria
- O that Thou wouldest rend the breadth of sky, Paraphrase of Isaiah 64
- O Thou, of shepherds Prince and Head, For a Confessor Bishop
- O ye who seek the Lord, The Transfiguration—Matins
- O, say not thou art left of God, Desolation
- Of the Father Effluence bright, Lauds—Monday
- Oh that thy creed were sound! The Good Samaritan
- Oh! miserable power Dreams
- Once cast with men of language strange The Gift of Tongues
- Once, as I brooded o’er my guilty state, The Gift of Preserverance
- Once, o’er a clear calm pool, To Edward Caswall
- One only, of God’s messengers to man, Day-Labourers
- Paler have grown the shades of night, Lauds—Sunday
- Peace-loving man, of humble heart and true St. Gregory Nazianzen
- Philip, on thee the glowing ray St. Philip in His God
- Poor wand’rers, ye are sore distress’d Private Judgment
- Prune thou thy words, the thoughts control Flowers Without Fruit
- Say, hast thou track’d a traveller’s round, Taormini
- Say, who is he in deserts seen, Persecution
- Secure in his prophetic strength, St. Paul at Melita
- See, the golden dawn is glowing, Lauds—Thursday
- She is not gone;—still in our sight A Picture
- Sleep has refresh’d our limbs, we spring Matins—Monday
- Some one whisper’d yesterday, A Hermitage
- Souls of the Just, I call not you Sympathy
- Supernal Word, proceeding from Advent—Matins
- The Angel-lights of Christmas morn, Candlemas
- The ark of God has hidden strength; Uzzah and Obed-Edom
- The better portion didst thou choose, Great Heart, Abraham
- The Church shone brightly in her youthful days Sacrilege
- The dawn is sprinkled o’er the sky, Lauds—Saturday
- “The Fathers are in dust, yet live to God:”— Relics of Saints
- The holy Monks, conceal’d from men, St. Philip in Himself
- The number of Thine own complete, A Martyr Convert
- The red sun is gone, Vespers—Saturday
- The time has been, it seem’d a precept plain The Religion of Cain
- The world has cycles in its course, when all Faith Against Sight
- There is in stillness oft a magic power Solitude
- There is not on the earth a soul so base The Power of Prayer
- There sat a Lady The Pilgrim Queen
- There stray’d awhile, amid the woods of Dart, The Pilgrim
- They are at rest: Waiting for the Morning
- They do but grope in learning’s pedant round, Substance and Shadow
- This is the Saint of gentleness and kindness, St. Philip in His School
- Thou champion high St. Michael
- Thou to wax fierce Zeal and Purity
- Thrice bless’d are they, who feel their loneliness; Melchizedek
- Thy words are good, and freely given, Fair Words
- Time was, I shrank from what was right Sensitiveness
- ’Tis long, dear Annie, since we met, Kind Remembrances
- To-day the Blessed Three in One Matins—Sunday
- Two brothers freely cast their lot James and John
- Tyre of the West, and glorying in the name England
- Unveil, O Lord, and on us shine The Two Worlds
- Unwearied God, before whose face Sleeplessness
- We are not children of a guilty sire, Hope
- Weep not for me, when I am gone, The Golden Prison
- Weep not for me;— A Voice from Afar
- What Attic Terence wrote of old for Rome, Prologus in Phormionem
- What time my heart unfolded its fresh leaves A Blight
- When first earth’s rulers welcomed home External Religion
- When first God stirr’d me, and the Church’s word The Wrath to Come
- When Heaven sends sorrow, Warnings
- When I am sad, I say, Declension
- When I look back upon my former race, Semita Justorum
- When I sink down in gloom or fear, Consolation
- When I would search the truths that in me burn, The Age to Come
- When mirth is full and free, Reverses
- When royal Truth, released from mortal throes, The Course of Truth
- Whence is this awe, by stillness spread The Haven
- Whene’er across this sinful flesh of mine The Sign of the Cross
- Whene’er goes forth Thy dread command, Hora Novissima
- Where are the Islands of the Blest? Heathen Greece
- Where’er I roam in this fair English land, Home
- While Moses on the Mountain lay, Intercession of the Saints
- Who madest all and dost control, Matins—Wednesday
- Whom all obey— Vespers—Friday
- Why loiterest within Simon’s walls, The Church in Prayer
- Why, dear Cousin, Monks
- Why, wedded to the Lord, still yearns my heart Messina
- “Woe’s me!” the peaceful prophet cried, Jeremiah
- Ye cannot halve the Gospel of God’s grace; Liberalism
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