There is a tide in the affairs of men, 265.

There is an ancient story told, 168.

There is an eye that never sleeps, 128.

There is never a day so dreary, 198.

There is no death! the stars go down, 269.

There is no duty patent, 21.

There is no faith in seeing, 186.

There is no flock, however watched and tended, 149.

There is no great nor small, 212.

There is no human being, 148.

There is no love like the love of Jesus, 235.

There is no sense, as I can see, 216.

There _is_ no vacant chair, 276.

There is peace in power; the men who speak, 92.

There lives and works a soul in all, 223.

There once was a man who bore a grudge, 78.

There was of old a Moslem saint, 218.

There was once a man who smiled, 140.

There was a man who prayed, 131.

There's a divinity that shapes our ends, 206.

There's a wideness in God's mercy, 165.

There's many a trouble, 147.

There's never a day so sunny, 173.

There's never a rose in all the world, 57.

There's not a craving in the mind, 234.

They are slaves who fear to speak, 17.

They do me wrong who say I come no more, 259.

They have no place in storied page, 34.

They never fail who die in a great cause, 1.

They outtalked thee, hissed thee, tore thee, 1.

They're richer who diminish their desires, 112.

They seemed to die on battle-field, 11.

They stand, the regal mountains, 146.

Think, and be careful, what thou art within, 122.

Think gently of the erring, 68.

Think not alone to do right, 262.

This above all: to thine own self be true, 27.

This be my prayer, from, 122.

This body is my house--it is not I, 275.

This for the day of life, 54.

This I beheld, or dreamed it, 261.

This is my creed, 25.

This is the gospel of labor, 53.

This is the highest learning, 99.

This is the ship of pearl, 116.

This one sits shivering in Fortune's smile, 146.

This world's no blot for us, 266.

Thou broadenest out with every year, 119.

Thou cam'st not to thy place, 113.

Thou grace divine, encircling all, 164.

Thou knowest, Lord, the, 205.

Thou must be true thyself, 26.

Thou shalt not rob me, thievish time, 267.

Thou sweet, beloved will of God, 211.

Thou sweet hand of God, 160.

Thou that in life's crowded city, 46.

Thou who art touched with, 207.

Though life is made up of, 259.

Though love repine, and reason chafe, 27.

Though the mills of God grind slowly, 218.

Though thy name be spread