First Lines of Texts in All Languages, TH up to TI

Thank you very much indeed
          - L. Lehmann: Thank you very much indeed
That cloud--amiguous, not
          - B. Holmes: Meteorology
Bear in mind that death is a drum
          - H. Reutter: Drum
          - S. Adler: Drum
          - P. Fetler: Drum
          - S. Kagen: Drum
That God is great
          - G. Händel: That God is great
That hobnailed goblin
          - W. Walton: Country dance
That I did always love
          - P. Mennin: That I did always love
          - T. Pasatieri: That I did always love
That I may see the felicity of Thy chosen
          - H. Purcell: That I may see
That little yaller gal wid blue-green eyes
          - W. Grosz: The New Cabaret Girl
That love which once was nearest to my heart
          - J. Wallach: Vetus Flamma
That night on Judges' Walk, the wind
          - C. Ives: On Judges' Walk
That night, that night
          - R. Buckle: A bygone occasion
          - G. Binkerd: A Bygone Occasion
That night your great guns, unawares
          - G. Finzi: Channel firing
          - I. Heilner: Channel firing
          - L. Smit: Channel firing
That shadow, my likeness, that goes to and fro
          - N. Rorem: That shadow, my likeness
That shining moon
          - W. Wordsworth: Night
That spring night I spent
          - E. Vercoe: Lady Suo
That strain again? It seems to tell
          - P. Hindemith: On Hearing "The Last Rose of Summer"
That strange flower, the sun
          - L. Hoiby: Gubbinal
That time of year thou mayst in me behold
          - L. Crabtree: Sonnet LXXIII
          - T. Pasatieri: Sonnet LXXIII
          - E. Rautavaara: LXXIII (That time of year thou mayst in me behold)
          - E. Firsova: That time of year thou mayst in me behold
          - E. Firsova: That time of year thou mayst in me behold
That was once her casement
          - G. Finzi: In the mind's eye
          - I. Gurney: The phantom
That whisper takes the voice
          - G. Binkerd: In a whispering gallery
That wooden hive between the trees
          - R. Milford: The garden
That yongë child when it gan weep
          - B. Britten: That yongë child
That you were mine
          - G. Clutsam: That you were mine : song from a poem by Heine
The abode of the nightingale is bare
          - J. White: Abode
The Angel that presided o'er my birth
          - M. Bucci: Prelude
          - R. Lomon: Injunction
          - M. Miller: Go love
The angels are stooping, above your bed
          - I. Gurney: A Cradle Song
The anguish of my bursting heart
          - F. Haydn: Despair
The animals came in two by two
          - P. Warlock: One more river
The annual miracle of green unfolds
          - W. Alwyn: Spring rain
The apartment they're leasing
          - G. Bachlund: Mietvertrag
The ape, the monkey and baboon did meet
          - T. Weelkes: The Ape, the Monkey and Baboon
The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold
          - I. Nathan: The Destruction of Sennacherib
The Autumn is old
          - G. Holst: The autumn is old
          - F. Simpson: Autumn
The Autumn skies are flush'd with gold
          - S. Homer: Autumn
          - W. Macfarren: Autumn
          - S. Parry: Autumn
          - M. Phillips: The autumn skies are flush'd with gold
The azure eyes of springtime
          - E. Walker: The azure eyes of springtime
The bairnies cuddle doon at nicht
          - S. Homer: Cuddle Doon
The ball once struck off
          - D. Thomas: Home
The bamboos rustle and creak
          - A. de Polignac: Winter night
The bars are thick with drops that show
          - G. Finzi: At Middle-Field Gate in February
The bat is dun with wrinkled wings
          - E. Bacon: The bat
The battle had passed from the height
          - T. Fisk: The battle had passed from the height
The battle has passed from the height
          - P. Harrison: The battle has passed from the height
          - R. Long: A lonely landscape
The beauty of Israel is slain upon high
          - E. Loder: The lamentation
The bells of hell go ting-a-ling-a-ling
          - G. Bachlund: The bells of Hell
The bells ring over the Anno
          - W. Watts: Florence
The Big Baboon is found upon the plains of Cariboo
          - W. Kraft: Four Beasts
          - L. Mannes: The Big Baboon
          - Peel: The Big Baboon
          - T. Scherman: The Big Baboon
The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship
          - B. Britten: Proverb III
The birds seem to delight in the first fine days of the fall in the warm hazy
          - J. Cage: Solo for Voice 49 (relevant) - The Year Begins To Be Ripe
The birds that sing on autumn eyes
          - R. Milford: The birds that sing on autumn eyes
The blackbird sings in the hazel-brake
          - C. Dana: The blackbird sings in the hazel-bush
The blackbird sings in the hazel-bush
          - C. Dana: The blackbird sings in the hazel-bush
The blackbird whirled in the autumn winds
          - L. Foss: The blackbird whirled in the autumn winds
          - P. Glanville-Hicks: The blackbird whirled in the autumn winds
          - L. Talma: The blackbird whirled in the autumn winds
The blessed son of God only
          - R. Vaughan Williams: Choral: Kyrieleison
The blue starred eyes of springtime
          - G. Boyle: The blue starred eyes of springtime
The boat is chafing at our long delay
          - I. Gurney: The boat is chafing
The boatmen dance, the boatmen sing
          - A. Copland: The Boatmen’s Dance
The Bobolink is gone
          - R. Green: Bobolink
The boys are up the woods with day
          - I. Gurney: The Sun at noon to higher air
          - J. Ireland: The heart's desire
The brain is wider than the sky
          - D. Pinkham: The brain is wider than the sky
The breaths of kissing night and day
          - G. Holst: Dream tryst
The breeze is fanning my brow
          - A. de Polignac: Ki-Fong
The burning fire shakes in the night
          - R. Osborne: Invocation
The bustle in a house
          - N. Dinerstein: The bustle in a house
The busy bee has no time for sorrow
          - D. Smirnov: The busy bee
The butcher's boy whistles down Harley Street
          - C. Kingsford: Down Harley Street
The butterfly is in love with the rose
          - H. Hadley: The butterfly is in love with the rose
The butterfly obtains
          - A. Farwell: The butterfly
          - P. Schwartz: The butterfly
The buzz saw snarled and rattled in the yard
          - L. Phelps: Out, Out
The cabin was cozy
          - P. Bowles: Cabin
          - G. Bachlund: Cabin
the Cambridge ladies who live in furnished souls
          - G. Bachlund: the Cambridge ladies
The cat she walks on padded claws
          - R. Greene: Earth folk
The chapel of my childhood
          - S. Stanford: The chapel on the hill
The cherry's abloom in the Northland
          - C. Gibbs: The cherry tree
The Chief Defect of Henry King
          - L. Lehmann: Henry King
          - G. Bachlund: Henry King
          - N. Gilbert: Henry King
The chill ascends from feet to knees
          - S. Gubaidulina: The chill ascends from feet to knees
The Christ-child lay on Mary's lap
          - N. Dello Joio: A Christmas Carol
The Christmas moon shines clear and bright
          - M. Taylor: All Heaven and it was One Hour Old
The city mouse lives in a house
          - A. Anonymous: Mouse Cousins
The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces
          - R. Vaughan Williams: The cloud-capp'd towers
          - M. Ostrzyga: Our little life is rounded with a sleep
The clouds have left the sky
          - F. Swain: The twilight shore
The cock shall crow in the morning grey
          - J. Carpenter: The Cock Shall Crow
The cold earth slept below
          - H. Bright: Winter night on the mountain
The cold moon hangs to the sky by its horn
          - G. Finzi: The night of the dance
The cold white snowie Nunnery
          - A. Downes: The Virgins
The courier will depart on the morrow for the front
          - S. Bliss: Winter
The crickets sang
          - E. Bacon: The crickets sang
The crow wish'd every thing was black
          - D. Smirnov: Black and white
The crystal water of endless life
          - N. Peros: The crystal water of endless life
The cuckoo is a merry bird, she sings as she flies
          - G. Butterworth: The cuckoo
The Cuckoo sat in the old pear-tree
          - G. Ligeti: Cuckoo in the Pear-Tree
The currants moonwhite
          - W. Walton: The white owl
The curtains now are drawn
          - A. Downes: The curtains now are drawn
          - R. Buckle: The curtains now are drawn
The cypress curtain of the night is spread
          - T. Campion: The cypress curtain of the night
The dagger at my belt it dances
          - C. Griffes: Song of the Dagger
The daisy follows soft the sun
          - E. Bacon: The daisy follows soft the sun
The dandelion is brave and gay
          - S. Bliss: The dandelion
The danger is over, the Battle is past
          - H. Purcell: The danger is over
The dappled dieaway cheek and the wimpled lip
          - J. Mitchell: A Daily Offering
The dark is dividing
          - B. Rands: The Dawn Verse
The dark is my delight
          - A. Anonymous: The dark is my delight
The day arrives of the autumn fair
          - N. Marshall: A sheep fair
The day is cold, and dark, and dreary
          - A. Beach: The rainy day
          - C. Gibbs: The rainy day
The day is ending
          - E. Aguilar: Afternoon in February
          - A. Blunt: The day is ending
          - A. Cottam: Afternoon in February
          - J. Haakman: Afternoon in February
          - J. Hullah: Afternoon in February
          - T. Noble: Winter
          - R. Zabel: The day is ending
The day when first I met thee
          - G. Smith: Dreaming
The day's grown old; the fainting sun
          - B. Britten: Pastoral
The dazzling sun is glistening
          - R. Quilter: The dazzling sun is glistening
The dear old woman in the lane
          - M. Shaw: Charity
The deep sea suckled me, the waves sounded over me
          - S. Bliss: An oyster
The deeps have music soft and low
          - S. Elgar: Where Corals Lie
The delights of the bottle and the charms of good wine
          - W. Locke: The delights of the bottle
The dew is on the grasses, dear
          - G. Bachlund: Youth
The dew, the rain and moonlight
          - M. Taylor: What the Man of Faith Said
The dim room rocks in a smoky haze
          - A. Tansman: Cabaret
The dog lies in his kennel
          - S. Homer: The dog lies in his kennel
The dreaming waterlily
          - G. Boyle: The dreaming waterlily
The driving boy beside his team
          - B. Britten: The driving boy
The earth abideth for ever
          - E. Křenek: The earth abideth
The earth is filled with flowers
          - C. Gibbs: Crowning
The earth is full of thy riches
          - E. Křenek: Leviathan
The earth is so fair and the heavens so blue
          - J. Becker: The earth is so fair and the heavens so blue
The earth is so lovely
          - N. Van de Vate: The earth is so lovely
The earth was green, the sky was blue
          - M. Head: A green cornfield
          - M. Phillips: A green cornfield
          - C. Morris: The skylark
          - S. Whitecotton: The skylark
The embers of the day are red
          - S. Homer: Evensong
The evening shades are falling
          - W. Hammond: Ballad of the mermaid
The evening sun was sinking down
          - N. Peros: The evening sun was sinking down
The eyes that mock me sign the way
          - D. Del Tredici: Bahnhofstrasse
          - C. Orr: Bahnhofstrasse
          - S. Bate: Bahnhofstrasse
          - R. Field: The eyes that mock me sign the way
          - J. Gruen: Bahnhofstrasse
The face of all the world is changed, I think
          - O. Morawetz: The face of all the world is changed, I think
The face of all the world is changed, I think
          - G. Branscombe: The face of all the world is changed
          - L. Cheslock: The face of all the world is changed, I think
          - L. Dallin: All the world is changed
          - C. Dougherty: The face of all the world is changed, I think
          - E. Freer: The face of all the world is changed, I think
          - G. Booth: Sonnet from the Portuguese
          - H. Hadley: The face of all the world has changed
          - B. Naylor: The face of all the world is changed, I think
          - C. Kaiser: A new rhythm
          - O. Morawetz: Sonnet VII: The face of all the world is changed
          - C. Surinach: With thee anear
The fallen oak
          - R. Hahn: The fallen oak
The far moon maketh lovers wise
          - F. Brinkworth: Moonlight
The fatal hour comes on apace
          - H. Purcell: The fatal hour comes on apace
          - M. Tippett: The fatal hour comes on apace
The fault was mine, the fault was mine"
          - S. Somervell: The fault was mine
The feathers of the willow
          - J. Sibelius: Autumn Song
The feelings I don't have I don't have
          - G. Bachlund: To Women As Far As I'm Concerned
The fiddler knows what's brewing
          - F. Austin: The fiddler
          - A. Cooke: The fiddler
The fields are full of summer still
          - C. Gibbs: The fields are full
          - I. Gurney: The fields are full
          - P. Warlock: Late summer
The fields lay brown on either hand
          - C. Gibbs: The miracle
The fir trees taper into twigs and wear
          - R. Werther: The firtrees taper
The fire in leaf and grass
          - J. Wallach: Living
The fire is out, and spent the warmth thereof
          - H. Richardson: Dregs
          - D. Bedford: The golden wine is drunk
The first fire since the summer is lit, and is smoking into the room
          - G. Finzi: Shortening days
the first of all my dreams was of
          - R. Manno: the first of all my dreams
          - E. Siegmeister: The first of all my dreams
The first one sailed away long ago, Disappeared
          - L. Larsen: Clinging
The first rose on my rose tree
          - L. Steele: A song of shattering
Whilst skies are blue and bright
          - C. Allen: Mutability
          - G. Arnold: The flower that smiles
          - S. Bantock: Dreams
          - G. Bennett: Mutability
          - A. Berdahl: Mutability
          - Button: The flower that smiles today
          - D. Thomas: Mutability
The flower that smiles to-day
          - C. Allen: Mutability
          - G. Arnold: The flower that smiles
          - S. Bantock: Dreams
          - G. Bennett: Mutability
          - A. Berdahl: Mutability
          - Button: The flower that smiles today
          - D. Thomas: Mutability
The flowers of the field
          - G. Garrett: The hawthorn hath a deathly smell
The fog comes on little cat feet
          - D. Epstein: Fog
          - R. Green: Fog
          - R. Harris: Fog
          - A. Hovhaness: Fog
          - H. Irwin: Fog
          - H. Matthews: Fog
          - W. Nash: Fog
          - S. Raphling: Fog
          - P. Schwartz: Fog
          - L. Lady Somervell: Fog
          - L. Stone: Fog
          - L. Stone: Fog
The force that through the green fuse drives the flower
          - H. Kerstens: The force that through the green fuse drives the flower
The fountain murmuring of sleep
          - J. Ireland: Tryst (In Fountain Court)
The fountain shivers lightly in the rain
          - W. Watts: Villa Serbelloni, Bellaggio
The fountains mingle with the River
          - D. Arditti: Love's Philosophy
          - F. Delius: Love's Philosophy
          - R. Manno: Love's Philosophy
          - R. Quilter: Love's Philosophy
          - A. Foerster: Love's Philosophy
          - E. Ahnell: Love's Philosophy
          - V. Alvstad: Love's Philosophy
          - J. Ashe: Love's Philosophy
          - A. Backer-Grøndahl: Love's Philosophy
          - W. Ball: Love's entreaty
          - E. Barber: Love's philosophy
          - H. Bauer: The fountains mingle
          - H. Bell: Love's philosophy
          - G. Bennett: Love's Philosophy
          - E. Blake: Love's philosophy
          - D. Booth: Love's philosophy
          - A. Borton: Love's philosophy
          - C. Braun: Love's philosophy
          - A. Brewer: Love's philosophy
          - F. Butcher: Love's philosophy
          - C. Campbell: Love's philosophy
          - C. Campbell: Love's philosophy
          - C. Christopher: Love's philosophy
          - R. Clarke: Love's philosophy
          - A. Buzzi-Peccia: Nothing in the world is single
The fox and his wife they had a great strife
          - B. Britten: Ee-oh!
The fox went out one chilly night
          - K. Benshoof: The fox
The foxglove bells, with lolling tongue
          - M. Head: Foxgloves
The fresh air moves like water round a boat
          - J. Ireland: Earth's Call
The friendly cow all red and white
          - A. Foerster: The Friendly Cow
The full sea rolls and thunders
          - F. Brinkworth: The full sea rolls and thunders
          - I. Gurney: The full sea rolls and thunders
          - F. Korbay: The full sea rolls and thunders
The gale whose breath such joy imparts
          - N. Page: The Regrets of Bôkhära
The gallows in my garden, people say
          - G. Bachlund: A Ballade of Suicide
The Garden called Gethsemane
          - G. Bachlund: Gethsemane
The Gibbelins eat, as is well known
          - G. Bachlund: The hoard of the Gibbelins
The gipsies lit their fuels by the chalk-pit gate anew
          - I. Gurney: The Idlers
The girl in the tea shop
          - J. Koch: The Tea Shop
The god of love
          - D. Gilliam: The god of love
The gold-armoured ghost from the Roman road
          - N. Rorem: The youth with the red-gold hair
The goodman said 'tis time for bed
          - C. Gibbs: The doctor's song
The gowan glitters on the sward
          - L. Beethoven: The Shepherd's Song
The grass so little has to do
          - E. Bacon: The grass
          - A. Bergh: The grass
          - A. Farwell: The grass so little has to do
          - V. Persichetti: The grass
The gray sea and the long black land
          - W. Hawley: Meeting at Night
The great directing Mind of all ordains
          - M. Adaskin: Of Man and the Universe
The green bug sleeps in the white lily ear
          - G. Bachlund: Small Homes
          - M. Oliver: Small Homes
The grey sheep glide across the downs
          - C. Gibbs: On Duncton Hill
The grip of the ice is gone now
          - E. Warren: The Wind Sings Welcome
The Hag is astride
          - S. Bunge: The Hag is astride
          - J. Hatton: The Hag
The half-moon westers low, my love
          - S. Berkeley: The half-moon westers low
          - D. Martino: The half-moon westers low, my love
          - R. Vaughan Williams: The half-moon westers low
The hallowing of Pain
          - A. Leichtling: The hallowing of Pain
The Harmony of morning
          - E. Carter: The Harmony of Morning
The harp that once through Tara's halls
          - J. Stevenson: The harp that once through Tara's halls
The harp the monarch minstrel swept
          - I. Nathan: The harp the monarch minstrel swept
The hawthorn tree was gnarled in limb
          - C. Gibbs: The hawthorn tree
The heart asks pleasure first
          - E. Bacon: The heart
          - J. Langert: The heart asks pleasure first
          - G. Perle: The heart asks pleasure first
          - W. Rogers: The heart asks pleasure first
The Heart is the Capital of the Mind
          - D. Pinkham: The heart is the capital of the mind
The heart of a woman goes forth with the dawn
          - H. Adams: The heart of a woman
          - G. Bachlund: The heart of a woman
The hedge is full of houses
          - C. Lidgey: Sunny March
The hero has come home
          - P. Cardy: The Return of the Hero
The hero may perish his country to save
          - L. Beethoven: Womankind
          - L. Beethoven: Womankind
The hills step off into whiteness
          - J. Mitchell: Sheep in Fog
          - M. Altena: Sheep in fog
          - F. Ahrold: Sheep in Fog
The hop-poles stand in cones
          - M. Rose: The midnight skaters
The hope I dreamed of was a dream
          - C. Ives: Mirage
          - R. Cellini: Mirage
          - J. Chorbajian: Mirage
          - J. Clements: Mirage
          - S. Cowen: For a dream's sake
          - A. Kramer: For a dream's sake
          - A. Kunz: Mirage
          - S. Lovatt: Mirage
          - W. Reed: Mirage
          - C. Scott: For a dream's sake
The horse beneath me seemed
          - H. de Lange: The ride
The horse in the field
          - R. Stoker: Shadows
The horses of the sea
          - S. Stanford: The horses of the sea
The hour of ruin is begun
          - H. Cowell: Sunset
The hours I spent with thee, dear heart
          - E. Nevin: The rosary
The hours of folly
          - D. Smirnov: The clock
The hours of folly are measur'd by the clock
          - B. Britten: Proverb VI
The house was still, the room was still
          - J. Fox: Eventide
The houses are haunted
          - G. Bachlund: Disillusionment of ten o'clock
The houses on a seesaw rush
          - W. Walton: Bank holiday I
The image of the moon at night
          - G. Robertson: Heine love song
The infinite shining heavens
          - R. Vaughan Williams: The infinite shining heavens
The just-shorn lamb reveals himself for what he is
          - J. Anderson: Miserere
The Kabalah tells a legend: At the beginning God Said: «Let there
          - A. Schoenberg: Kol Nidre
The K'e still ripples to its banks
          - C. Dougherty: The K'e
The keen stars were twinkling
          - N. Rorem: To Jane
          - G. Bennett: To Jane
          - R. Faith: The keen stars were twinkling
The kettle descants in a cosy drone
          - G. Bachlund: At tea
          - N. Maw: At tea
          - Z. Perry: At tea
The king goes hunting
          - B. Britten: The king goes hunting
The King of Love my Shepherd is
          - C. Gounod: The King of Love my Shepherd is
The King sits in Dunfermline town
          - R. Pearsall: Sir Patrick Spens
The King was on his throne
          - I. Nathan: Vision of Belshazzar
The King's three blind daughters
          - G. Fauré: Melisande's Song
The kings to the stable
          - M. Taylor: Bring Him Peace
The kiss, dear maid, thy lip has left
          - L. Beethoven: The kiss, dear maid, thy lip has left
The knight met the child in the road
          - B. Britten: The False Knight upon the road
The lads in their hundreds to Ludlow come in for the fair
          - G. Butterworth: The lads in their hundreds
          - I. Gurney: Ludlow Fair
          - E. Moeran: The lads in their hundreds
          - C. Orr: The lads in their hundreds
          - S. Somervell: The lads in their hundreds
The lake lay blue below the hill
          - S. Stanford: The blue bird
The land was ours before we were the land’s
          - R. Thompson: The Gift Outright
The landlord he looks very big
          - P. Warlock: The Toper's Song
The lark will make her hymn to God
          - C. Ives: The only son
The last night that she lived
          - F. Chapiro: The last night that she lived
The last sunbeam
          - F. Ritter: Dirge for two veterans
          - K. Weill: Dirge for two veterans
          - R. Vaughan Williams: Dirge for two veterans
          - Bryson: Lo, the moon ascending
          - G. Holst: A dirge for two veterans
          - N. Lockwood: Dirge for two veterans
          - T. Pasatieri: Dirge for two veterans
          - C. Wood: Dirge for two veterans
          - H. McDonald: Dirge for two veterans
          - B. Rogers: Dirge for two veterans
The late wind failed
          - S. Berkeley: The fleeting
          - W. Wordsworth: The fleeting
The leaves fall gently on the grass
          - I. Gurney: Epitaph in old mode
The light comes back with Columbine; she brings
          - J. Mitchell: Columbine
The light from the parlour and kitchen shone out
          - O. Morawetz: Escape at bedtime
          - L. Lehmann: Stars
          - R. Hahn: The stars
The lights shone down the street
          - F. Hart: Awakening
The Lily floated white and red
          - P. Warlock: The water lily
The lily has a smooth stalk
          - G. Finzi: The lily has a smooth stalk
          - H. Sarson: Lady of the land
          - A. Weidig: There's nothing like the rose
The lily's withered chalice falls
          - C. Griffes: Le jardin
The linnet in the rocky dells
          - T. Fisk: The linnet in the rocky dells
          - G. Butterworth: The linnet in the rocky dells
          - J. Littlejohn: Song
          - J. Mitchell: My lady dreams
The Lion and the Unicorn were fighting for the crown
          - G. Bachlund: The Lion and the Unicorn
The Lion is a kingly beast
          - M. Taylor: The Lion
          - L. Gruenberg: The Lion
The little boy lost in the lonely fen
          - R. Boughton: The little boy found
          - W. Brian: The little boy found
          - W. Bolcom: The little boy found
The little gate was reached at last,
          - M. Bendix: Auf Wiedersehen
          - B. Klein: Auf Wiedersehen
          - M. Macfarlane: Auf Wiederseh'n
          - J. Mallinson: Auf Wiedersehen
          - S. Pratt: She said Auf Wiedersehen!
          - S. Schlesinger: Auf Wiedersehen
The little love-god lying once asleep
          - J. Andriessen: The little love-god lying once asleep
The little meadow by the sand
          - J. Raynor: Lelant
The little river twittering in the twilight
          - O. Kortekangas: A love song
The Loneliness One dare not sound
          - G. Perle: The loneliness one dare not sound
The long September evening dies
          - P. Warlock: Autumn's twilight
The Lord bless you and keep you
          - J. Rutter: The Lord bless you and keep you
The Lord God planted a garden
          - F. Lambert: God's garden
The Lord is my shepherd: therefore can I lack nothing
          - R. Vaughan Williams: The Bird's Song
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want
          - P. Creston: Psalm XXIII
          - E. Rubbra: Psalm 23
The lotus flower doth languish
          - J. Becker: The lotus flower doth languish
The love which me so cruelly tormenteth
          - M. Greene: The love which me
The lovely lass o' Inverness
          - L. Beethoven: The lovely lass of Inverness
The lovely Lo-foh of the land of Chin
          - S. Bliss: Spring
The low beating of the tom-toms
          - C. Muse: African Dance
          - C. Bemis: African Dance
          - J. Work: Danse Africaine
          - J. Work: Danse Africaine
The lowest trees have tops, the ant her gall
          - J. Dowland: The lowest trees have tops
The lowlands o' Scotland will ne'er be my hame
          - R. Vaughan Williams: Alister McAlpine's Lament
The lucky" fellow gets up at five AM
          - C. Jacobs-Bond: Now and Then
The maiden sleeps in her chamber
          - W. Hammond: Ballad of the bony fiddler
The maiden sleeps on her pillow
          - M. Heinrich: The bony fiddler
The maidens came when I was in my mother's bow'r
          - P. Warlock: The Bayly Berith the Bell Away
The man in the wilderness asked of me
          - G. Bachlund: In My Own Nursery
The man is blest that hath not lent to wicked men his ear
          - G. Bachlund: A Tree By the River Side
The man of life upright
          - T. Loevendie: The man of life upright
The man of life vpright, whose chearfull minde is free
          - T. Campion: The man of life vpright
The man of life vpright, whose guiltlesse hart is free
          - T. Campion: The man of life vpright
The man of Tyre went down to the sea
          - O. Kortekangas: The man of Tyre
The man who finds success
          - C. Jacobs-Bond: How to Find Success
The Masses! The Masses! The Masses have toiled
          - C. Ives: Majority
The master, the swabber, the boatswain, and I
          - G. Bachlund: Stephano's Song
The meadow-sweet has thrown her scent
          - C. Gibbs: Summertime
The mellow touch of music most doth wound
          - E. Walker: Soft music
The merry cuckoo, messenger of spring
          - B. Britten: The merry cuckoo
The Mind lives on the Heart
          - D. Pinkham: The mind lives on the heart
The Minstrel Boy to the war is gone
          - B. Britten: The Minstrel Boy
          - J. Stevenson: The Minstrel-Boy
The modest rose puts forth a thorn
          - W. Alwyn: The lily
          - R. Ash: The lily
          - W. Bolcom: The lily
          - G. Bachlund: The lily
The monotone of the rain is beautiful
          - G. Davisson: Monoton
          - N. Lockwood: Monoton
The moon drops low that once soared high
          - C. Cadman: The Moon Drops Low
The moon drops one or two feathers into the field
          - D. Thomas: Beginning
The moon grows out of the hills
          - W. Watts: Stresa
The moon had climb'd the highest hill
          - Mendelssohn-Bartholdy: Mary's Dream
The moon has a face like the clock in the hall
          - A. Hovhaness: The moon has a face
          - L. Lehmann: The moon
The moon has set, and the Pleiades
          - S. Bantock: The moon has set
The moon in the bureau mirror
          - E. Carter: Insomnia
The moon is above the city of Chang-an
          - S. Bliss: Autumn
The moon is but a golden skull
          - M. Taylor: What the Hyena Said
The moon is cold over the sand dunes
          - F. Rahn: Shore Grass
The moon is fully risen
          - J. Guthrie: The moon is fully risen
The moon is no door. It is a face in its own right
          - B. Rands: From "The Moon and the Yew Tree"
The moon like a flower
          - B. Rands: The Moon
The moon shines white and silent
          - E. Warren: At Midnight
The moon was but a chin of gold
          - G. Binkerd: Her silver will
The moon? It is a griffin's egg
          - M. Taylor: What Grandpa Told the Children
The moonlight shimmers thro' the vine
          - C. Cadman: A Moonlight Song
The moon's a brass-hooped water-keg
          - M. Taylor: What the Miner in the Desert Said
The moon's a little prairie-dog
          - M. Taylor: What the Rattlesnake Said
The moon's a monk, unmated
          - M. Taylor: The Strength of the Lonely
The moon's greygolden meshes make
          - D. Del Tredici: Alone
          - E. Carducci: Alone
          - B. Boydell: Alone
          - R. Field: The moon's greygolden meshes make
          - J. Gruen: Alone
          - J. Jarrett: Alone
          - D. Martino: Alone
The moon's my constant mistress
          - C. Gibbs: Tom o' Bedlam
The Moon's the North Wind's cooky
          - M. Taylor: What the Little Girl Said
          - E. Kettering: The Moon's the North Wind's Cooky
The morning air plays on my face
          - L. Beethoven: The morning air plays on my face
The morning light renews the sky
          - S. Barber: Easter Chorale
The morns are meeker than they were
          - R. Baksa: The morns are meeker than they were
          - A. Brown: The morns are meeker than they were
          - H. Clarke: Autumn
          - R. Kent: The morns are meeker than they were
          - E. Marzo: Autumn
The moth's kiss, first
          - N. Rorem: In a Gondola
The mountain sat upon the plain
          - E. Bacon: The mountain
The mountain stirred its bushy crown
          - C. Ives: From "Amphion"
The Mountains -- grow unnoticed
          - S. Adler: The mountains -- grow unnoticed
          - H. Clarke: The Mountains -- grow unnoticed
The murmur of a bee
          - C. As: Mysteries
          - A. Weiss: Mysteries
The neighbour sits in his window and plays the flute
          - C. Dougherty: Music
The new moon hangs like an ivory bugle
          - I. Gurney: The Penny Whistle
The new one
          - J. Corigliano: Christmas at the Cloisters
The nicest child I ever knew
          - L. Lehmann: Charles Augustus Fortescue
          - A. Bullard: Charles Augustus Fortescue
The night closed their eyes
          - C. McTee: The night closed their eyes
The night, in silence, under many a star
          - W. Schuman: To All, To Each
          - G. Crumb: The night in silence under many a star
          - G. Crumb: The night in silence under many a star
          - G. Crumb: The night in silence under many a star
          - G. Crumb: The night in silence under many a star
          - G. Crumb: The night in silence under many a star
The night is darkening round me
          - J. Mitchell: A spell
          - P. Harrison: The night is darknening round me
          - L. Klein: The night is darkening round me
          - F. Piket: Spell
The Night looked up to the Day
          - G. d'Hardelot: The dawn
The night of storms has passed
          - T. Fisk: The night of storms has passed
The night was dark yet winter breathed
          - T. Fisk: The night was dark yet winter breathed
The night was made for rest and sleep
          - H. Adams: Night Song
The night wind sighs
          - F. Tosti: Venetian song
The nightingale, as soon as April bringeth
          - C. Gibbs: The nightingale
The nightingale has a lyre of gold
          - F. Delius: The nightingale
          - H. Parker: The blackbird
          - R. Quilter: Song of the blackbird
          - R. Faith: The blackbird
          - Allitsen: The Nightingale has a lyre of gold
          - A. Beach: The blackbird
          - H. Brainard: The blackbird
          - J. Densmore: The nightingale
          - V. Harris: The blackbird
          - F. Hart: The blackbird
          - A. Lambert: The nightingale has a lyre of gold
          - C. McKinley: The nightingale has a lyre of gold
          - M. Rogers: The nightingale has a lyre of gold
          - S. Ronald: The nightingale has a lyre of gold
          - H. Loomis: The blackbird
          - B. Whelply: The nightingale has a lyre of gold
The nightingale has not come
          - S. Chatman: The nightingale
the nights are long in Norway
          - B. Kolb: Cantata
The nights, the railway-arches, the bad sky
          - H. Henze: Rimbaud
the nimble heat had long on a certain taut precarious holiday
          - G. Bachlund: i'm so drunGk, dear
The octogenarian leaned from his window
          - W. Walton: The octogenarian
The odour from the flower is gone
          - F. Bridge: A dead violet
          - A. Farwell: On a faded violet
          - G. Bennett: On a dead violet
          - E. Bracken: The faded violet
The old brown hen and the old blue sky
          - L. Hoiby: Continual Conversation with a Silent Man
The old brown thron-trees break in two high over Cummen Strand
          - I. Gurney: Cathleen ni Houlihan
The old grey hearse goes rolling by
          - G. Bachlund: The hearse song
The old house is drowsy
          - C. Gibbs: The old house
The old old winds that blew
          - H. Kerr: The old, old winds
The old Pig said to the little pigs
          - J. Emeléus: The pigs and the charcoal-burner
The old West, the old time
          - G. Baxter: Spanish Johnny
The one that could repeat the summer day
          - R. Perera: The one that could repeat the summer day
The only thing which consoles us for our miseries is diversion
          - H. Eisler: The only thing which consoles us for our miseries is diversion
The outlook wasn't brilliant for the Mudville nine that day
          - S. Homer: Casey at the Bat
The Owl and the Pussycat went to sea
          - R. Birch: The Owl and the Pussycat
          - R. Faith: The Owl and the Pussycat
          - G. Bachlund: The Owl and the Pussy-Cat
          - I. Stravinsky: The Owl and the Pussycat
The Owl is abroad
          - H. Purcell: The Owl Is Abroad
          - J. Smith: The Owl Is Abroad
The Ox he openeth wide the Doore
          - C. Orr: Tryste Noel
The pale blue gloom of evening comes
          - B. Crist: Evening
The pale, the cold, and the moony smile
          - R. Vaughan Williams: A song of courage
The peace of a wandering sky
          - J. Ireland: Rest
          - H. Howells: A rondel of rest
          - N. O'Neill: A rondel of rest
          - C. Scott: A roundel of rest
The peace of great doors be for you
          - J. Wallach: Incantation
The peacefull westerne winde
          - T. Campion: The peacefull westerne winde
The peacock has a score of eyes
          - S. Parry: The peacock has a score of eyes
The pedigree of honey
          - A. Farwell: Aristocracy
The People of the Eastern Ice, they are melting like the snow
          - P. Grainger: The Inuit
The pibroch, man, the pibroch
          - S. Stanford: The pibroch
The Pig, if I am not mistaken
          - G. Bachlund: The Pig
The pilgrim cranes are moving to their south
          - W. Alwyn: The pilgrim cranes
The pine-tree standeth lonely
          - J. Becker: The pine-tree standeth lonely
The piper who sat on his low mossy seat
          - L. Beethoven: The Soldier in a foreign land
The pleated lampshade, slightly askew
          - J. Wallach: Midnight Gladness
The plunging limbers over the shattered track
          - G. Bachlund: Dead Man's Dump
The poet-prince was waiting for me
          - I. Anhalt: The poet-prince was waiting for me
The poor soul sat sighing by a sycamore tree
          - E. Korngold: Desdemona's song
          - S. Parry: Willow, willow, willow
          - R. Vaughan Williams: The willow song
The poor soul sat sighing by a sycamore tree
          - P. Grainger: Willow, Willow
The pride of the peacock is the glory of God
          - B. Britten: Proverb I
The Princess look'd forth from her maiden bow'r
          - F. Delius: Twilight Fancies
The pulse of an Irishman
          - L. Beethoven: The pulse of an Irishman
The Queen of Arabia, Uanjinee
          - M. Bartholomew: The Queen of Arabia
The queen's face on the summery coin
          - S. Barber: The queen's face on the summery coin
The quiet August noon has come
          - H. Bright: August Noon
          - H. Brook: The Quiet August Noon
          - H. Pasmore: Come thou in whose soft eyes I see
The railroad track is miles away
          - J. Mitchell: Travel
          - L. Steele: Travel
The rain had fallen, the Poet arose
          - S. Parry: The Poet's Song
The rain has ceased, and in my room
          - E. Freer: After the rain
The rain has stopped. The waterfall will roar like that all night
          - L. Hoiby: Giant Snail
The rain is falling all around
          - G. Bachlund: The Rain Is Failing
The rain is raining all around
          - J. Masseus: Rain
          - M. Williamson: Rain
The Rainbow comes and goes
          - G. Finzi: The Rainbow comes and goes
The rainy mist sweeps gently o'er the village by the stream
          - J. Carpenter: Highwaymen
The rat men accused me of not liking stench
          - H. Eisler: The rat men
The red fox, the sun, tears the throat of the evening
          - B. Britten: Evening
The rich man has his motorcar
          - R. Hageman: The rich man
The right to perish might be thought
          - S. Kagen: The right to perish
The rim of the moon
          - M. Head: Nocturne
The ring is on my hand
          - C. Skilton: Bridal Ballad
The rising moon has hid the stars
          - F. Berger: Endymion
          - A. Claypole: Love's life
          - L. Lehmann: Endymion
          - L. Lehmann: Endymion
          - W. Levey: The rising moon has hid the stars
          - E. Turpin: Endymion
          - C. Verrinder: Endymion
The river is moving
          - L. Foss: The river is moving
          - P. Glanville-Hicks: The river is moving
          - L. Talma: The river is moving
The roaring alongside he takes for granted
          - E. Carter: Sandpiper
          - L. Hoiby: Sandpiper
The robin sings in the apple tree
          - E. MacDowell: The robin sings in the apple tree
The rolling wheele that runneth often round
          - M. Greene: The rolling wheele
The rose and the lily, the dove and the sun
          - H. Lautz: The rose and the lily, the dove and the sun
The rose did caper on her cheek
          - C. Dickinson: The lovers
          - J. Duke: The rose did caper on her cheek
The rose is a rose
          - E. Carter: The rose family
The rose-leaves are falling like rain
          - H. Hadley: The rose-leaves are falling like rain
The rustling night fall strews my gown with roses
          - P. Warlock: Along the stream
The sands o' life sae swiftly ran
          - H. Norris: Dearie
The scent of bramble fills the air
          - C. Gibbs: The sleeping beauty
          - C. Gibbs: The sleeping beauty
The scent of earth breathes
          - I. Gurney: Lament
The scum has come
          - B. Holmes: Thermodynamics
The sea hath its pearls
          - M. White: The sea hath its pearls
          - R. Anderson: The sea hath its pearls
          - S. Bairstow: The sea hath its pearls
          - M. Balfe: The sea hath its pearls
          - W. Biermann: The sea hath its pearls
          - J. Bischoff: The sea hath its pearls
          - H. Bond: The sea hath its pearls
          - W. Borrow: The sea hath its pearls
          - J. Braunschiedl: The sea hath its pearls
          - H. Burck: The sea hath its pearls
          - C. Burleigh: The sea hath its pearls
          - C. Busch: The sea hath its pearls
          - L. Caracciolo: The sea hath its pearls
          - F. Clark: The sea hath its pearls
          - G. Clutsam: The sea hath its pearls
          - T. Cooperson: The sea hath its pearls
          - D. Coutts: The sea hath its pearls
          - E. Cowdell: The sea hath its pearls
          - S. Cowen: The sea hath its pearls
          - J. Davis: The sea hath its pearls
          - H. Deavin: The sea hath its pearls
          - H. Donald: The sea hath its pearls
          - R. Flagler: The sea hath its pearls
          - J. Forrester: The sea hath its pearls
          - T. Frewin: The sea hath its pearls
          - R. Ganz: The sea hath its pearls
          - R. Goldbeck: The sea hath its pearls
          - M. Gulesian: The sea hath its pearls
          - P. Harmon: The sea hath its pearls
          - C. Harris: The sea hath its pearls
          - J. Holbrooke: The sea hath its pearls
          - H. Hopekirk: The sea hath its pearls
          - O. King: The sea hath its pearls
          - V. Kolar: The sea hath its pearls
          - S. Liddle: The sea hath its pearls
          - C. Lucas: The sea hath its pearls
          - W. Mairhofer: The sea hath its pearls
          - J. Miller: The sea hath its pearls
          - C. Neuhaus: The sea hath its pearls
          - J. Newell: The sea hath its pearls
          - J. O'Shea: The sea hath its pearls
          - G. Oldham: The sea hath its pearls
          - J. Olding: The sea hath its pearls
          - C. Pavesi: The sea hath its pearls
          - E. Philp: The sea hath its pearls
          - W. Prendergast: The sea hath its pearls
          - O. Radecke: The sea hath its pearls
          - A. Redhead: The sea hath its pearls
          - L. Rile: The sea hath its pearls
          - H. Sanders: The sea hath its pearls
          - F. Sawyer: The sea hath its pearls
          - V. Spencer: The sea hath its pearls
          - T. Spinney: The sea hath its pearls
          - J. Sprenger: The sea hath its pearls
          - S. Svengali: The sea hath its pearls
          - B. Tours: The sea hath its pearls
          - C. Vincent: The sea hath its pearls
          - I. Walter: The sea hath its pearls
          - S. Warren: The sea hath its pearls
          - E. Whyte: The sea hath its pearls
          - J. Wickham: The sea hath its pearls
          - V. Wright: The sea hath its pearls
          - O. Morrill: My heart and the sea and the heaven
The sea hath many thousand sands
          - R. Still: The sea hath many thousand sand
The sea is calm tonight
          - S. Barber: Dover Beach
          - E. Cone: Dover Beach
          - R. Field: Dover Beach
          - B. Gilmore: Dover Beach
          - A. Goodhart: Dover Beach
          - J. Jarrett: Dover Beach
          - M. Johnstone: Dover Beach
          - M. Kalmanoff: Dover Beach
          - R. Russell: Dover Beach
          - R. Vaughan Williams: Dover Beach
The sea is fleck'd with bars of gray
          - J. Carpenter: Les Silhouettes
The sea laments
          - R. Housman: Echoes
The sea lies quieted beneath
          - L. Campbell-Tipton: After sunset
          - J. Becker: After sunset
          - B. Neuer: After sunset
          - D. Smyth: After sunset