When cats run home and light is come, 40

 When earth’s last picture is painted, 285

 When George the Third was reigning, a hundred years ago, 236

 When I consider how my light is spent, 304

 When Letty had scarce pass’d her third glad year, 115

 Where the pools are bright and deep, 50

 Wild was the night, yet a wilder night, 131

 Winds of the world, give answer, 337

 Woodman, spare that tree, 222

 Wynken, Blynken and Nod one night, 16

 Ye banks and braes of bonnie Doon, 265

“You are old, Father William,” the young man said, 33

 You know, we French storm’d Ratisbon, 43