Potential Titles: Henry S. Leigh

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That loathsome centipede, Remorse - Henry S. Leigh "An Allegory Written in Deep Dejection"

That hideous tenant crawls and creeps - Henry S. Leigh "An Allegory Written in Deep Dejection"

I mourn departed Hope in vain - Henry S. Leigh "An Allegory Written in Deep Dejection"

Who delight in the worship of Bacchus - Henry S. Leigh "Anacreontic (For a Cavalier Tea-Party)"

Let the braggarts go sleep in the gutter - Henry S. Leigh "Anacreontic (for a Cavalier Tea-Party)"

Not a name, but a quantum of credit - Henry S. Leigh "Anticipations"

The pleasures that gold can procure - Henry S. Leigh "Anticipations"

Excited by themes that are born of the wine - Henry S. Leigh "Anticipations"

Sprinkles life with loveliest flowers - Henry S. Leigh "The Ballad of the Barytone"

Fame you must contrive to bring - Henry S. Leigh "A Begging Letter"

Bears a melody laden with spells - Henry S. Leigh "Bow Bells"

Not since Disappointment school'd me - Henry S. Leigh "Broken Vows"

Credited the truth of the promises that fool'd me - Henry S. Leigh "Broken Vows"

All our hoping, all our grieving warns us - Henry S. Leigh "Broken Vows"

Oft betrayed, but still believing - Henry S. Leigh "Broken Vows"

Pardon my apparent rudeness - Henry S. Leigh "Chateaux d'Espagne"

A doll that sleeps with nothing to touch the springs - Henry S. Leigh "A Child's Twilight"

Crooning of love and of manifold things - Henry S. Leigh "Chivalry for the Cradle No. 2--A Legend of Banbury-Cross"

Shouts of acclaim from the multitude came - Henry S. Leigh "Chivalry for the Cradle No. 2--A Legend of Banbury-Cross"

Shouts of acclaim from the multitude - Henry S. Leigh "Chivalry for the Cradle No. 2.--A Legend of Banbury-Cross"

Fleeter in quest of the foe - Henry S. Leigh "Chivalry for the Cradle No. 2--A Legend of Banbury-Cross"

Whenever something rich and rare - Henry S. Leigh "Clumsy Servant"

Placed in your especial care - Henry S. Leigh "Clumsy Servant"

With breathings from a colder clime - Henry S. Leigh "Clumsy Servant"

Or make a martyr grumble - Henry S. Leigh "Clumsy Servant"

Gaslight and Gaiety, beam for a while - Henry S. Leigh "A Cockney's Evening Song"

Pleasure and Paraffin, lend us a smile - Henry S. Leigh "A Cockney's Evening Song"

Lost among graveyards and riverward ways - Henry S. Leigh "A Cockney's Evening Song"

Morning brought sorrow, but Eve bids it cease - Henry S. Leigh "A Cockney's Evening Song"

A whirlwind of octaves play'd furious and fast - Henry S. Leigh "The Compact"

With a dozen superb variations - Henry S. Leigh "The Compact"

Every soul in the company snoring - Henry S. Leigh "The Compact"

The tea showed its excellent sense - Henry S. Leigh "The Compact"

Sent round his cards for aesthetics and tea - Henry S. Leigh "The Compact"

What kind of pleasure can accrue - Henry S. Leigh "Crooked Answers No. 1--Vere de Vere"

To show a disregard for truth - Henry S. Leigh "Crooked Answers No. 1--Vere de Vere"

Just a trifle discontent with his lot - Henry S. Leigh "The Crusader's Farewell"

Love seeks no mortal approbation - Henry S. Leigh "Cupid's Mamma"

Of common cares and vulgar trials - Henry S. Leigh "Cupid's Mamma"

With petty larcenies and pokers - Henry S. Leigh "Cupid's Mamma"

Most purely practical of jokers - Henry S. Leigh "Cupid's Mamma"

Wears a touch of the picturesque - Henry S. Leigh "The Diligence Driver"

Of ancient fellowships and new dissensions - Henry S. Leigh "The End of an Old Year"

The doubtful current of Time's mighty river - Henry S. Leigh "The End of an Old Year"

Took a somewhat smaller price - Henry S. Leigh "Etiquette"

Despise the revel, dance, and song - Henry S. Leigh "Evening Dress"

One hour of sojourn on the wide blue sea - Henry S. Leigh "A Fit of the Blues"

At a lecture on something I don't understand - Henry S. Leigh "The Gift of Gab"

The true summit of Eloquence reach'd - Henry S. Leigh "The Gift of the Gab"

An intelligent lobster or well-inform'd crab - Henry S. Leigh "The Gift of the Gab"

How Demosthenes walk'd on the beach - Henry S. Leigh "The Gift of the Gab"

Ev'ry soft-hearted sinner contributes and cries - Henry S. Leigh "The Gift of the Gab"

Permission to enter that fortress - Henry S. Leigh "The House on the Top of a Hill"

Sign'd by a dozen respectable men - Henry S. Leigh "The House on the Top of a Hill"

An extra smile or a burst of tears - Henry S. Leigh "In a Hundred Years"

The depths of the jungle re-echo their cry - Henry S. Leigh "Lays of Many Lands No. I: Cossimbazar"

Lest envious Aurora surprise us too - Henry S. Leigh "Lays of Many Lands No. 4: Venice"

In tight cravat and shiny tile - Henry S. Leigh "The Lord Mayor's Apotheosis"

Observe the squires who follow them - Henry S. Leigh "The Lord Mayor's Apotheosis"

In their garb of modest green - Henry S. Leigh "The Lord Mayor's Apotheosis"

Whom now and then society permits to speak - Henry S. Leigh "Men I Dislike"

Who possess encyclopaedic minds - Henry S. Leigh "Men I Dislike"

Expects a grin at every word - Henry S. Leigh "Men I Dislike"

My faith to credit such a fable - Henry S. Leigh "Midas"

A common thing to turn to gold when one is able - Henry S. Leigh "Midas"

Seek to twine a coronal of song - Henry S. Leigh "The Miseries of Genius"

Attract the public's mocking gaze - Henry S. Leigh "The Miseries of Genius"

Forget the fame that gilds the name - Henry S. Leigh "The Miseries of Genius"

Heralds of tempest, over the light - Henry S. Leigh "The Moonlight Sonata"

Less innocent joys and hopes - Henry S. Leigh "Mother"

From the names that adorn Opposition - Henry S. Leigh "My Politics"

To snatch a laurel from Apollo - Henry S. Leigh "My Ultimatum"

A lad who bore a bow and arrow - Henry S. Leigh "My Ultimatum"

Whom very few contrive to catch - Henry S. Leigh "My Ultimatum"

All dainty things of earth and sky - Henry S. Leigh "Not Quite Fair"

Could contrive to cure him of a theory - Henry S. Leigh "A Nursery Legend"

Tear up his copy-books to fabricate a kite - Henry S. Leigh "A Nursery Legend"

With six clever dogs for a quorum - Henry S. Leigh "'Oh Nights and Suppers,' Etc."

Still may revive the delights - Henry S. Leigh "'Oh Nights and Suppers,' Etc."

Fate grant us again such a meeting - Henry S. Leigh "'Oh Nights and Suppers,' Etc."

An eloquence fresh from the heart - Henry S. Leigh "'Oh Nights and Suppers,' Etc."

Not always in lightness, however - Henry S. Leigh "'Oh Nights and Suppers,' Etc."

Can afford to burn a rushlight - Henry S. Leigh "An Old Cynic"

Anything of music in the metal's clink - Henry S. Leigh "An Old Cynic"

For Olympus ne'er open'd its portals - Henry S. Leigh "The Olympic Ball"

And Bacchus was put to bed snoring - Henry S. Leigh "The Olympic Ball"

That Jove once prevailed upon Juno - Henry S. Leigh "The Olympic Ball"

Supposing Society starves them outright - Henry S. Leigh "On Corpulence"

So unimpeachably correct in morals and in dress - Henry S. Leigh "Over the Water"

Fitly to hail that auspicious event - Henry S. Leigh "A Plain Answer (to a Civil Question)"

That recalls the soft murmur of bees - Henry S. Leigh "A Plain Answer (to a Civil Question)"

Bright creature of impulse - Henry S. Leigh "A Plain Answer (To a Civil Question)"

All the hopes of which Time has bereft me - Henry S. Leigh "A Plain Answer (To a Civil Question)"

A ghastly stain in the Domesday book - Henry S. Leigh "The Plot of a Romance"

Upon horrible crimes and murders ghastly - Henry S. Leigh "Romantic Recollections II"

A shadow of shroud and pall - Henry S. Leigh "The Seasons"

With the moan of an injured ghost - Henry S. Leigh "The Seasons"

Flames in her love from the fires above - Henry S. Leigh "The Seasons"

Joy took me up to the clouds for a holiday - Henry S. Leigh "See-Saw"

Hope's conversation the best of the two - Henry S. Leigh "See-Saw"

Memory's talk is undoubtably true - Henry S. Leigh "See-Saw"

To notice the efforts he made to conceal - Henry S. Leigh "Shabby-Genteel"

A tone partly nervous and partly disdainful - Henry S. Leigh "Shabby-Genteel"

The trade he had last been pursuing - Henry S. Leigh "Shabby-Genteel"

On the bleak shore of Norway - Henry S. Leigh "Songs of the Sick Room No.1: Cod Liver Oil"

A liquor I mix'd with my cod-liver oil - Henry S. Leigh "Songs of the Sick Room No. 1: Cod Liver Oil"

From which is extracted, with infinite toil - Henry S. Leigh "Songs of the Sick Room No. 1: Cod Liver Oil"

What a volume of useful advice - Henry S. Leigh "Songs of the Sick Room No. 2: Night and Morning"

Perusing these words once or twice - Henry S. Leigh "Songs of the Sick Room No.2: Night and Morning"

Grudge him the liquor he's tasted - Henry S. Leigh "Stanzas to an Intoxicated Fly"

The rapturous, wild, and ineffable pleasure - Henry S. Leigh "Stanzas to an Intoxicated Fly"

But consider the time irretrievably wasted - Henry S. Leigh "Stanzas to an Intoxicated Fly"

Some friend in his generous way - Henry S. Leigh "Stanzas to an Intoxicated Fly"

The million airs that you pervade - Henry S. Leigh "The Subjects of Song"

Such a style as few can emulate - Henry S. Leigh "The Sword of Damocles"

With a moderate persistence - Henry S. Leigh "Things that Might Have Been"

Linking bygone day to distant scene - Henry S. Leigh "Things that Might Have Been"

An aggravating habit of alluding to the weather - Henry S. Leigh "To a Certain Somebody"

This emanation of a long-endured despair - Henry S. Leigh "To a Certain Somebody"

The fulness of a Nobody's devotion - Henry S. Leigh "To a Certain Somebody"

These azure veins could boast the regal wine - Henry S. Leigh "To a Timid Leech"

That refused the proffer'd joy - Henry S. Leigh "To a Timid Leech"

The regal wine of Tudors or Plantagenets - Henry S. Leigh "To a Timid Leech"

Before our names were fix'd - Henry S. Leigh "The Twins"

Our close resemblance turn'd the tide - Henry S. Leigh "The Twins"

Resound with echoes of Daphne's name - Henry S. Leigh "The Two Ages"

Left us a lasting gage of their musical art - Henry S. Leigh "The Two Ages"

Ambitious to extend my reputation - Henry S. Leigh "Un Pas Qui Coute"

A minimum of reason and a maximum of rhyme - Henry S. Leigh "Un Pas Qui Coute"

Independent both of sin and of "sensation" - Henry S. Leigh "Un Pas Qui Coute"

Repeat the delightful experiment - Henry S. Leigh "An Unappreciated Crichton"

From the paths of strictest sobriety - Henry S. Leigh "An Unappreciated Crichton"

A list of enormous extent and variety - Henry S. Leigh "An Unappreciated Crichton"

The ways of stony London's waifs and strays - Henry S. Leigh "A Very Common Child"

And many a Bacchanal stave outpour'd - Henry S. Leigh "The Vision of the Alderman"

Just outside the hall of their ancient Guild - Henry S. Leigh "The Vision of the Alderman"

To trace some horrible semblance - Henry S. Leigh "The Vision of the Alderman"

By the gaslight's dazzling gleam - Henry S. Leigh "The Vision of the Alderman"

So decided a taste for that kind of thing - Henry S. Leigh "Wanted, a Singer"

Lapse into utter and grim despair - Henry S. Leigh "Weatherbound in the Suburbs"

Where Fancy alone can find them - Henry S. Leigh "Where--and Oh! Where?"

Should I deign to dive an atom deeper down - Henry S. Leigh "A Wild Hunt"

A thousand things more nice than true - Henry S. Leigh "Wisdom and Water"

Days in December and days in June - Henry S. Leigh "Wisdom and Water"

Stamp'd and scowl'd like any bandit - Henry S. Leigh "With Musical Society"

Pack'd up my luggage in a hurry - Henry S. Leigh "With Musical Society"


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