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Page A baby was sleeping, its mother was weeping 235 Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase) 185 A br ght something, sailing down apace

157 A casemen high and triple arched there was

45 A chie'tain to the Highlands bound

215 A Christian dwells, like Ariel, in the sun 96 A de wr'rop. falling on the wild sea-wave... 139 Afar in the Desert I love to ride.

241 A fellow in a market town.

340 After a thousand mazes overgone

158 A gentle knight was pricking on the plain A goodly lady clad in hunter's weed

8 Ah, fair Zenocrate ! divine Zenocrate ....... 361 Ah! my heart is pained with throbbing 146 Ah ! 'tis like a tale of olden....

277 Alas ! how light a cause may move 269 Alas! they had been friends in youth A little child, a limber elf

171 A little learning is a dangerous thing 480 Allen-a-Dale has no fagot for burning All in the Downs the fleet was moored

202 All joy was bereft me the day that you left me 491 All love renders wise. All tho'ghts, all passions, all delights...... 264 All worldly shapes shall melt in gloom. 115 A lonely Ball upon a lonelier moor

68 Along these blushing borders, bright with dew 17 Already evening ; in the duskiest nook,

313 Already hath the day grown grey with age 312 And as I sat, the birdis herk’ning thus.. And is she happy? Does she see unmoved 81 And is there care in heaven?

9 And is there then no earthly place.. 344 And ne'er did Grecian chisel trace And so the baby's come, and I shall die !... 275 And think'st thou, man, thy secret wish to shroud

.. 125 And though for her sake I am crost

86 And why stands Scotland idly now

35 And wilt Thou hear the fevered heart

139 An easy task it was, I trow

33 A parish priest was of the pilgrim train 14 Arethusa arose...

165 A Sensitive Plant in a garden grew 160 A servant with this clause

88 As it fell upon a day

467 Ask me no more where Jove bestows..

252 Ask me not what the maiden feels

37 Ask me why I send you here

252 As precious gums are not for lasting fire... 284 As Rochefoucauld his maxims drew As some fond virgin, whom her mother's care 481 As through the garden's desert paths I rove

28 A stringed gourd on the sill....

516 A thing of beauty is a joy for ever.

154 At last a soft and solemn-breathing sound.. 411 At my birth

451 At noon, as he lay in the sultriness under his broad leafy limes....

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143 At summer eve, when heaven's ethereal bow 112 Attend, all ve who list to hear our noble England's praise

60 At the death of night and the birth of day 79 At the mid hour of night, when stars are

weeping, I fly Ave Maria ! blessèd he the hour. Awake ere the morning dawn,-skylark, arise!

236 Away they scour, impetuous, ardent, strong 26 A weary lot is thine, fair maid

220 A wet sheet and a flowing sea

232 Ay, here such valorous deeds were done Being alone, Penthea, you have granted... 363 Ben Battle was a soldier bold Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the

way.. Beyond the shadow of the ship

172 Bird of the wilderness

223 Blow, blow, thou winter wind

197 Bonny Kilmeny gaed up the glen

178 Break, break, break

240 Break, Phant'sie, from thy cave of cloud 198 Breathes there the man with soul so dead 116 Rusk ye, busk ye, my honny bonny bride

203 But are ye sure the news is true.

260 Rut grant, in public men some times are shown 326 But I have lived, and have not lived in vain 125 But now the gentle dew-fall sends abroad...

30 But who the melodies of morn can tell ?. Buy my flowers-oh. buy-I pray!

234 By Helle's stream there is a voi of wail !

53 By Nebo's lonely mountain

80 By that lake whose gloomy shore

231 By this, though deep the evening fell

38 By woody walks, near pathways dank Call it not vain :-they do not err

....... 117 Clear-eyed Astrea

84 Clear had the day been from the dawn.... 469 Come, Evening, once again, season of peace 25 Come, dear children, let us away

189 Come, gentle Spring! ethereal mildness, come 17 Come, here's a health to thee and thine

144 C me, ho! and wake Diana with a hymn 384 Come, if you dare !” our trumpets sound 201 Come, lead me, lassie, to the shade

108 Come live with me, and he my love

250 ome. poor remains of friends, rest on this rock

397 Come Sleep, O Sleep, the certain knot of

peace Come unto these yellow sands

304 Cunigunda, hast thou not sworn to yield thy hand to none..

447 Daughter of Jove, relentless power Dear chorister, who from those shadows sends 308 Dim as the borrowed beams of moon and stars

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Page Down by yon hazel copse at evening blazed 28 Down thither prone in flight

13 Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers !

133 Drink to me only with thine eyes

198 Fach small breath

88 Earth has not anything to show more fair 310 Eden stretched her line. Egeria ! sweet creation of some heart 123 England, with all thy faults, I love thee still 102 Ere yet our course was graced with social

311 Ere you speak Eternal Hope! when yonder spheres sublime

114 Ethereal minstrel ! pilgrim of the sky..... 494 Even is come, and from the dark Park, hark 348 Even such is Time, that takes on trust..... 84 Even thus, amid thy pride and luxury... 137 Ever let the Fancy roam

512 Fair daffodils, we weep to see.

470 Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel !...

268 Fair stood the wind for France

195 Faithful friends! It lies, I know

518 Fall, oh ! fall, ye words of anger...

277 Fame is the spur that the lear spirit doth raise

89 Far as creation's ample range extends 93 Farewell ! -- but whenever you welcome the hour

230 Farewell, Cariola.

365 Farewell -God knows when we shall meet again

368 Farewell, pretty lady; you must hold the

credit of vour father Farewell to Lochaber! farewell to my Jean! 202 For in a wild, unknown to public view...... 475 Far in the chambers of the west

32 Far to the right where Apennine ascends... 20 Follow a shadow, it still flies you ....... 315 Forget not yet the tried intent...

245 Forget thee!" if to dream by night, and muse on thee by day..

271 For love is a celestial harmony

466 Forthwith up rose the Consul

237 For valour, is not love a Hercules. Fresh Spring ! the herald of Love's mighty king

305 From side to side of her delightful isle

101 From the bright stars, or from the viewless air 298 From the forests and highlands

...... 511 Full in the middle of this pleasantness...... 155 Full many a glorious morning have I seen 307 Gather ye rosebuds while ye may ............ 199 Gentle herdsman, tell to me

194 Get up.get up, for shame! the blooming morn 470 Give, if thou canst, an alms; if not, afford 89 Give me a spirit that on life's rough sea 360 Give me leave to enjoy myself

407 Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have 379 Give me that ring

368 Give me the gown. Where is thy instrument?

369 Give place, ye lovers, here before

245 Gloomy night embraced the place. 281 Glorious Orb ! the idol

428 Go, forget me : why should sorrow.

270 Gold on her head, and gold on her feet...... 278

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90 Good even, Casca: brought you Cæsar home! 397 Good Colonel Glorious, whilst we treat of valour.....

401 Good people all, of every sort..

328 Good people all, with one accord

327 Go, patter to lubbers and swabs, d'ye see... 212 Go where glory waits thee

229 Hail, Memory, hail ! in thy exhaustless mine

29 Hail, old patrician trees, so great and good! 90 Hail to the Chief who in triumph advances ! 218 Hail to thee, blithe spirit !

224 Happy insect! what can be

90 Hard by, a fesher on a block had laid his whittle down

70 Hark how it falls ! and now it steals along 122 Hark, how the birds do sing

86 Hark! I hear her Hark! the cock crows; and yon bright star 14 Hark! 'tis the twanging horn!

23 Hark to the knell ! Has He not hid thee and thy favoured land 102 Has sorrow thy young days shaded 231 Hast thou a charm to stay the morning-star 492 Have you seen a bright lily grow

249 Heap on more wood !-the wind is chill

33 Hear what Highland Nora said.

335 Heat me these irons hot; and look thou stand

370 Heaven from all creatures hides the book of fate

93 He does well who does his best

295 He is gone on the mountain.

293 He jests at scars, that never felt a wound... 395 He listened at the porch that day

136 He making speedy way through 'spersed air 3 Hence, loathèd Melancholy.. Hence, vain deluding joys

150 Herbs too she knew, and well of each could speak

19 Here a sheer hulk lies poor Tom Bowling... 213 Here let me rest amid the bearded grass... 144 Here lies our sovereign Lord the King. 315 Here's a health to ane I lo'e dear.

262 Here she was wont to go! and here !

401 Her eyes the glowworm lend thee.

253 Here you will find a more refreshing air...

437 He sat in silence on the ground

63 He that has sailed upon the dark blue sea 49 He who hath bent him o'er the dead

52 High over all Panglory's blazing throne 85 His browny locks did hang in crooked curls 467 His own two hands the holy knots did knit

5 How beautiful beneath the bright blue sky 32 How calm, how beautiful comes on

бо How does your grace?

393 How gallantly, how merrily

239 How happy is he horn and taught.

88 How hapvy is the blameless Vestal's lot!...

95 How many times do I love thee, dear ?...... 271 How now, spirit! whither wander you? 383 How sleep the brave, who sink to rest 205 How still the morning of the hallowed day! 25 How sweet and solemn is the midnight scene! 415 How sweet and soothing is this hour of calm !...

432 How'sweet itzwere, if without feeble fright 313

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384 How various his employments, whom the

world How? What? Mine ears

435 How wonderful is Death

164 Husband, husband, cease your strife. 335 Hush ! tread softly, Cain

431 I am fading from you

137 I am monarch of all I survey

483 I am this fountain's god ; below.

406 I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers 505 I can no more hold parley with impatience 460 I charm thy life

169 I come ! I come ! ye have called me long... 513 Idly, rajah, dost thou reason thus., 169 I do beseech you...

366 I dreamed that, as I wandered by the way 165 If aught of oaten stop or pastoral song. 204 If I had thought thou couldst have died... 294 If I have sinned in act, I may repent 312 If music be the food of love, play on. 385 If rivers, between green and fragrant banks 145 If that the World and Love were young... 250 If thou shouldst ever come to Modena

29 If to be absent were to be.....

255 If we had not weighty cause

316 I had a dream, which was not all a dream 502 I have a boy sent by the gods

405 I have found peace in the bright earth, 138 I have had playmates, I have had com

panions I have watched thee

462 I hold it true whate'er befall

303 I know that all beneath the moon decays... 308 I know thy soul believes

482 I left thee young and gay, Mary

143 Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey... 99 I loved thee, beautiful and kind

327 I love it, I love it, and who shall dare ...... 275 I'm sittin' on the stile, Mary In a saft simmer gloamin'.. In full-blown dignity see Wolsey stand, 19 In Love, if Love be Love, if Love be ours 277 Innocence, the sacred amulet

360 In peace, Love tunes the shepherd's reed... 267 In vain sedate reflections we would make... 324 In vain you tell your parting lover.....

257 In Xanadu did Kubla Khan

174 In youth from rock to rock I went.

494 I prithee send me back my heart..

256 I really take it very kind

347 I remember

46 I remember, I remember

233 Is aught so fair

97 I saw her, as I fancied, fair..

345 I saw thee-'midst the flowers the lowly boy 460 I saw thee weep, the big bright tear......... 266 Is my lover on the sea ?...

271 Is there, for honest poverty

106 Is there no hope

455 I stood tiptoe upon a little hill,

43 I thank you for your greeting

453 I thought once how Theocritus had sung... 313 It is a beauteous evening, calm and free... 310 It is not but the tempest that doth show... 83 It is not growing, like a tree..

279 It is not the tear at this moment shed

Page It is the hush of night, and all between...... 50 It is the midnight hour :- the beauteous Sea 66 It is the summer of the fleeting year. 141 It is too late ; the life of all his blood.

372 It lies before me there, and my own breath 133 It must be so—my infant love must find 312 It must be so! Plato, thou reason'st well 92 It seems a day

64 It's hame, and it's hame, hame fain wad l be 232 I travelled among unknown men...

264 I travelled on, seeing the hill where lay... 471 It was a dismal and a fearful night 287 It was a' for our rightfu' king

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146 It was the winter wild

472 I've often wished that I had clear

322 I've wandered east, I've wandered west... 262 I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I... 251 James Stewart, what moved you that you

came into this house? John Anderson, myjo, John.. .................. 261 John Gilpin was a citizen

329 Just where the parting bough's light shadows play

26 Know then thyself, presume not God to scan 94 Let other bards of angels sing.

264 Let other monarchs

404 Let others seek for empty joys

132 Let vanity adorn the marble tomb.

104 Like as the damask rose you see

91 Like thee to die, thou sun !--My boyhood's dream..

270 Like the first living leaf of some shed tree... 241 Like to Diana in her summer weed..

468 Linger awhile upon some bending planks , 44 Live, live with me, and thou shalt see..... 253 Lochiel, Lochiel ! beware of the day.... 487 Lone flower, hemmed in with snows, and white as they

310 Long years !-It tries the thrilling frame to bear..

499 Look how the flower, which lingeringly doth fade

307 Lo! on the eastern summit, clad in gray... 122 Lo! the Dawn

517 Love built a stately house, where Furtune

471 Love had he found in huts where poor men lie 110 Love in my bosom, like a bee.

250 Love is eternal

443 Love-laden from the lighted west

277 Love still a boy, and oft a wanton, is 304 Love still has something of the sea

257 Madam,-A stranger's purpose in these lays 484 “Make way for Liberty !” he cried

61 Many a vanished year and age

55 Mark how the feathered tenants of the flood Mark that swift arrow! how it cuts the air 475 Men are but children of a larger growth Methought I saw my late-espoused saint 309 Methought I saw the grave where Laura lay 305 Midnight, and yet no eye...

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Page 'Mong the gay nobles of Firenze's plains. 519 Murn on the waters and purple and bright 67 Mount, child of morning, mount and sing 107 Mourn, hap.ess Caledonia, mourn Much beautiful and excellent and fair Music to hear, why hear’st thou music sadly? 307 Must he needs die?

381 My baby' my poor little one! thou'st come a winter flower...

296 My book and taper

403 My briar, that smelledst sweet My com'orts drop anu melt away like snow 88 My coursers are red with the lightning 421 My dear and only love, I pray..

254 My eye descending from the hill surveys... 13 My faint spirit was sitting in the light 266 My father would oft speak My gentle Puck, come hither: Thou rcmemberest

383 My head is grey, my blood is young 136 My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains

228 My love he built me a bonnie bower.. 468 My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun 306 My mother bids ine bind my heir

351 My soul, turn from them! tuin we to survey Mysterious Agency!

424 Mysterious night, when the first man but

knew My queen's square brows, Near yonder copse, where once the garden

smiied. Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head on

high Needy Knife-grinder! whith rare you going? 342 Night closed around the conqueror's way 230 Night, silent, cool, transparent, cruwned the day

61 Noble Lord, and Lady brig t....

413 No cloud. no relic of the sunken day

30 No longer mourn for me when I am dead No more! I'll hear no more ! begone, and

leave me Nor rich nor poor was Moath; God had given

31 No stir in the air, no stir in the sea Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note 293 No, thou must live, my fair one

453 Not with more glories, in th' ethereal plain 152 Nought is there under heaven's wide hol. lowness

4 November's sky is chill and drear

117 Now does my project gather to a head. 367 Now entertain conjecture of a time

373 Now, mo-t noble Brutus Now, my brave youths ..

16 Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile... 398 Now Nature hangs her mantle green 105 Now stood Eliza on the wood-crowned height 23 Now that the winter sgone, the earch has lost i Now the bright morning star, day's har. binger...

199 Now too nigh

13 Now upon Syria's land of roses

176 O blithe new-comer! I have heard

493 O Charmian, I will never go from hence... 377 O Cupid, monarch over kings...

198 O day most calm, most bright!

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Page O dreary life !" we cry, “O dreary life !" 313 O fair mid-spring, besung so oft and oft 146 Of all the ships upon the bue...

357 Of a the airis the wind can blaw

486 Of Leinster, famed for maidens fair Of Nelson and the North

214 O for a muse of fire, that would ascend

392 Of these ihe false Achitophel was first...... 317 Of what is the old man thinking

235 U Gud ! meihinks it were a happy life 375 Oh! beautiul the stream>

295 Oh, come ! for the lily

499 Oh, come to the West, love, oh, come there

235 Oh for a glance of that gay Muse's eye .. Oh, furce of faith! oh, strength of virtuous

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Oh for that sweet, untroubled rest
Oh, huw much more doth beauty beauteous
Oh, how this spring of love resembleth..

249 Oh! lives there, heaven, beneath thy dread expanse

113 Oh, lo k ye on the rainbow, in its first. 67 Oh, lovers eyes are sharp o see....

490 Oh, luve will venture in were it daur na weel be seen

261 Oh, mother! what brings music here?

186 Oh, my luve's like a red, red rose............ 262 Oh, pleasant eventide !

79 Oh! sing unto my roundelay

292 Oh, sleep! it is a gentle thing

172 Oh that the Desert were my dwelling-place! 59 Oh that those lips had language! Life has pas-ed...

258 Oh, the sweet sense of Love's humility... 84 Oh, those little, those little bue shoes !...... 273 Oh! where shail I bury my poor dog Tray 354 "h, yet for · od's sake, go not to the wars 392 Oh, young Lochinvar i, come out of the west 219 O Label!

383 Old Tubal Cain was a man of might 239 O Liberty! thou goddess heavenly bright 92 O love, turn from the changing : ea and gaze 147 O Lord our Lord ! how wenuruusly (quoth she).

463 O magic sleep! O comfortable bırd

158 O Mary, go and call the cattle home,

236 ( Mary, I believed you true

347 (mistress mine, where are you roaming ?... 249 O my lord, lie not idle

305 On a battle-trumpet's blast O Nanny, wilt thou go with me.....

260 U native Isle ! air ireedom's happiest seat 482 nce more, Cesario..

387 Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more

396 One on a time, when sunny May. 185 One day I wrote her name upon ihe strand 305 'ne morning the moth of May

125 One night came on a hurricane

341 One of the Kings of Scandervon

342 On every side nuw rose

47 ne woe duth ired upon another's heel... 394 One word is too often proianed

267 O Nightin ale, that on yon bloumy spray 308 U nightingale ! thou surely art ..... 494 On Linden, when the sun was low........... 216

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65 On these white cliffs, that calm above the Shove off there !ship the rudder, Billfood 309 cast off she's under way!

352 O reader ! hast thou ever stood to see....... 486 Sing a low song ........

297 O Rome! my country ! city of the soul ! 123 Sing on, sweet thrush, upon the leafless bough 485 Orphan hours, the year is dead ....... 512 Sleep, poor Youth, sleep in peace ... 288 O sacred Truth! thy triumph ceased awhile 48 Sleep, silence' child, sweet father of soft rest 308 ( sir, prepare l-encase your soul in steel

Sleet and hail and thunder!

129 O, suden wo! that ever art successour...... 83 Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run 54 O summer friendship!

404 Small service is true service while it lasts ΙΙΟ Othou bright Lady of the morn!

281 So far from any more pilfering deeds O thoughtless mortals ! ever biind to fate. 153 So forth issued the Seasons of the year..

466 Othou good Kent! how shall I live and work 379 Some are laughing, some are weeping 301 O thou whose beams the sea.girt earth array 484 Some feelings are to mortals given

119 O time, who know st a lenient hand to lay 309 Some of their chiefs were princes of the land 317 O unexpected stroke, worse than of death! 89 Son of the ocean isle !......

514 Our dying friends come o'er us like a cloud 95 Soon I began with e ger foot to climb 74 Our live , uiscoloured with our present woes 92 So on they went;

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468 So said he one fair morning, and all day... 268 O Wedding Guest! this soul hath been 174 Sound an alarum ! The toe is come

238 O wild West Wind, thou breath of autumn's "Speak, daughter, speak; art speaking being

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191 24 Speech is morning to the mind Pansies, lilies, kingcups, daisies..

Star that bringest home the bee...

487 Parent of blooming flowers and gay desires 482 Still to be neat, still to be drest

198 Passions are likened best to floods and Stop! for thy tread is on an Empire's dust! 57 streams 84 Strew on her roses, roses

300 Pity it was to hear the elfins' wail... 182 Strong climber of the mountain's side 129 Pleasures newly found are sweel.... 497 Suddenly a splendour, like the morn

158 Poet and saint! to thee alone are given 309 Sundays observe ; think when the bells do Queen and huntress, chaste and fair,

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Sun of the sleepless ! melancholy star 503 Rain! do not hurt my flowers, but gently Sure the last

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242 Reason, and Folly, and Beauty, they say... 344 Sweet Auburn, parent of the blissful hour 99 Rebellion is my theme all day.

332 Sweet bird, that sing'st away the early hours 307 Refresh me with the bright blue violet 138 Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright 86 Reft of thy sons, amid thy foes forlorn. 62 sweetest Love, I do not go

251 Rejoice, O Velos, with thine olives green... 159 Sweet rose of virtue and of gentleness 304 Remote, unirierd, d, melancholy, slow 97

Sweet-scented flower! who art wont to bloom 121 Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky

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Sweet scents..... Ro.es, their - harp spines being gone.......

469 Swifter than the summer's flight.... Sacred Goddess, Mother Earth 512 Take, oh, take those lips away

197 Say not the struggle nought availeth, 136 Tambourgi! Tambourgi ! thy 'larum afar.. 223 "Say, what remains when Hope is fled ?” 29 Tell me no more how fair she is

253 Scorn no man's love, though of a mean Tell me not, sweet, i am unkind..

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88 Tell me, thou star, whose wings of light... 506 Search then the Ruling Passion

325 The barge she sat in, like a burnished throne 10 Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness

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The blackbird strove with emulation sweet 26 See how the orient dew 91 The blessèu damozel leaned out

301 See, I wear thy colours still! though Hope 4h2 The boy stood on the burning deck ......... 515 Separate them, lictors !...

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234 Seven daughiers hau Lord Archibald 66 The castled crag of Dra: hentels......

504 Shade-loving Hyacinth ! thou com st again 130 The curfew culls the knell of pari ing day... 290 Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?. The current that with gentle murmur glides 249 Shall I like an hermit dwell...................... 251 The dew no more shall weep

255 Shall I tell yo whom I love ?... 252 The dews of night aid tall

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375 She dwelt among the untrodden ways ...... 263 The eloquent blood spoke in her cheeks, She is mine own

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252 She is not fair to outward view 271 The everlasting universe of things.............

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