Chapter XXXIII: Part IV (6)

Binyon, Laurence, 870, 871.

Blackmore, R. D., 883.

Blake, William, 483-492.

Blunt, Wilfrid Scawen, 816-823.

Bowles, William Lisle, 509.

Boyd, Mark Alexander, 114.

Breton, Nicholas, 73, 74 (?).

Bridges, Robert, 832-840.

Brome, Alexander, 354.

Brooke, Lord, 96.

Broome, William, 446, 447

Brontë, Emily, 735-738.

Brown, Thomas Edward, 790-793.

Browne, William, of Tavistock, 240-246.

Browning, Elizabeth Barrett, 678-687.

Browning, Robert, 715-730.

Buckinghamshire, Duke of, 417, 418.

Bunyan, John, 366.

Burns, Robert, 493-506.

Byron, Lord, 597-601.

Callanan, Jeremiah Joseph, 638.

Campbell, Thomas, 580, 581.

Campion, Thomas, 168-176.

Carew, Thomas, 289-295.

Carey, Henry, 444, 445.

Carman, Bliss, 857.

Cartwright, William, 330-333.

Chapman, George, 107.

Chatterton, Thomas, 479.

Chaucer, Geoffrey, 10-12.

Clare, John, 621.

Clough, Arthur Hugh, 741.

Coleridge, Hartley, 643-646.

Coleridge, Samuel Taylor, 549-555.

Coleridge, Sara, 661, 662.

Collins, William, 457-460.

Congreve, William, 431, 432.

Constable, Henry, 110.

Cory, William (Johnson), 758-9.

Cotton, Charles, 396.

Cowley, Abraham, 349-353.

Cowper, William, 470, 471.

Crabbe, George, 480-482.

Crashaw, Richard, 336-342.

Cunningham, Allan, 589-591.

Cunninghame-Graham, Robert, of Gartmore, 469.

Cust, Henry, 876.

Cutts, Lord, 421.

Daniel, Samuel, 111-113.

Darley, George, 640-642.

Davenant, Sir William, 301-303.

Davidson, John, 850, 851.

Davies, Sir John, 181.

Davison, F. _or_ W. (?), 64.

Dekker, Thomas, 204.

De Vere, Aubrey, 732, 733.

De Vere, Sir Aubrey, 602.

Dobell, Sydney, 765-768.

Dobson, Henry Austin, 824-826.

Donne, John, 195-202.

Dorset, Earl of, 408.

Drayton, Michael, 116-120.

Drummond, William, of Hawthornden, 224-232.

Dryden, John, 398-402.

Dufferin, Lady, 691.

Dunbar, William, 18-21.

D’Urfey, Thomas, 395.

Edwardes, Richard, 46.

Elliott, Ebenezer, 587, 588.

Elliot, Jane, 466.

Emerson, Ralph Waldo, 669-672.

Etherege, Sir George, 404, 405.

Fanshawe, Sir Richard, 329.

Ferguson, Sir Samuel, 712-714.

FitzGerald, Edward, 697, 698.

Flatman, Thomas, 407.

Fletcher, Giles, 233.

Fletcher, John, 141-143 (?), 207-217.

Fletcher, Phineas, 222.

Ford, John, 235.

Fox, George, 734.

Gascoigne, George, 47.

Gay, John, 439.

Goldsmith, Oliver, 467, 468.

Gosse, Edmund, 845.

Gray, Thomas, 453-456.

Greene, Robert, 103-105.

Greville, Fanny, 475.

Griffin, Gerald, 663.

Grimald, Nicholas, 42.

Habington, William, 297, 298.

Harte, Bret, 813.

Hawes, Stephen, 32, 33.

Hawker, Robert Stephen, 674, 675.

Hemans, Felicia Dorothea, 622.

Henley, William Ernest, 842-844.

Henryson, Robert, 16, 17.

Herbert, George, 281-286.

Herrick, Robert, 247-275.

Heywood, John (?), 53.

Heywood, Thomas, 205, 206.

Hinkson, Katharine Tynan, 877.

Hoccleve, Thomas, 13.

Hood, Thomas, 647-654.

Hogg, James, 513, 514.

Horne, Richard Henry, 673.

Houghton, Lord, 710.

Howells, William Dean, 82.

Hume, Alexander, 106.

Hunt, Leigh, 592.

Hyde, Douglas, 858.

Jago, Richard, 452.

James I (King of Scotland), 15.

Johnson, Samuel, 450, 451.

Jones, Ebenezer, 745.

Jones, Sir William, 478.

Jonson, Ben, 184-194.

Jordan, Thomas, 335.

Keats, John, 623-637.

Keble, John, 620.

Kendall, Henry Clarence, 827.

King, Henry (Bishop of Chichester), 278-280.

Kingsley, Charles, 739, 740.

Kipling, Rudyard, 865-867.

Lamb, Charles, 577-579.

Lamb, Mary, 511.

Landor, Walter Savage, 557-576.

Lang, Andrew, 841.

Le Gallienne, Richard, 868, 869.

Lindsay, Lady Anne, 477.

Locker-Lampson, Frederick, 746.

Lodge, Thomas, 97-100.

Logan, John, 476.

Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth, 689.

Lovelace, Richard, 343-348.

Lydgate, John, 14.

Lyly, John, 85, 86.

Lyttelton, Lord, 449.

Lytton, Earl of, 794, 795.

Macaulay, Lord, 657.

MacDonald, George, 770.

Mahony, Francis, 677.

Mangan, James Clarence, 664, 665.

Mannyng, Robert, of Brunne, 8.

Marlowe, Christopher, 121.

Marvell, Andrew, 355-361.

Mayne, Jasper, 296.

Melcombe, Lord, 443.

Meredith, George, 772-776.

Meynell, Alice, 879, 880.

Milton, John, 307-324.

Montgomerie, Alexander, 48.

Montrose, Marquis of, 334.

Moore, Thomas, 582-585.

Moore, T. Sturge, 874.

Morris, William, 800-802.

Munday, Anthony, 87.

Nairne, Carolina Lady, 512.

Nashe, Thomas, 166, 167.

Newbolt, Henry, 860.

Noel, Roden Berkeley Wriothesley, 803, 804.

Norton, Caroline Elizabeth Sarah, 692.

Oldham, John, 420.

Oldys, William, 438.

O’Reilly, John Boyle, 831.

O’Shaughnessy, Arthur William Edgar, 828-830.

Otway, Thomas, 419.

Pagan, Isobel, 473.

Parker, Gilbert, 861.

Parnell, Thomas, 436.

Patmore, Coventry, 760-764.

Peacock, Thomas Love, 593-595.

Peele, George, 101, 102.

Philips, Katherine (‘Orinda’), 397.

Philpot, William, 757.

Poe, Edgar Allan, 694-696.

Pope, Alexander, 440-442.

Praed, Winthrop Mackworth, 660.

Prior, Matthew, 422-428.

Quarles, Francis, 276, 277.

Raleigh, Sir Walter, 75-78, 122.

Ramsay, Allan, 437.

Randolph, Thomas, 299, 300.

Rands, William Brighty, 755, 756.

Reynolds, John, 177.

Rochester, Earl of, 413-416.

Rolleston, T. W., 849.

Rossetti, Christina Georgina, 779-789.

Rossetti, Dante Gabriel, 771

Rowe, Henry, 507, 508.

Rowlands, Richard, 165.

Ruskin, John, 744.

Russell, George William, 872, 873.

Scott, Alexander, 43, 44.

Scott, Sir Walter, 542-548.

Scott, William Bell, 731.

Sedley, Sir Charles, 409, 410.

Shakespeare, William, 56 (?), 123-164.

Shelley, Percy Bysshe, 605-618.

Shirley, James, 287, 288.

Sidney, Sir Philip, 88-95.

Sigerson, Dora, 881.

Skelton, John, 30, 31.

Smart, Christopher, 465.

Smith, Alexander, 777, 778.

Smollett, Tobias George, 464.

Southey, Caroline, 596.

Southey, Robert, 556.

Southwell, Robert, 108, 109.

Spenser, Edmund, 79-84.

Stanley, Thomas, 394.

Stevenson, Robert Louis, 846-848.

Stevenson, William, 49.

Stirling, Earl of, 221.

Strode, William, 393.

Suckling, Sir John, 325-328.

Surrey, Earl of, 39-41.

Swinburne, Algernon Charles, 808-811.

Sylvester, Joshua, 115.

Taylor, Sir Henry, 656.

Tennyson, Frederick, 688.

Tennyson, Lord, 699-709.

Thom, William, 655.

Thompson, Francis, 875.

Thomson, James, 448.

Thomson, James, 796-799.

Thurlow, Lord, 586.

Todhunter, John, 814, 815.

Traherne, Thomas, 406.

Turner, Charles Tennyson, 693.

Vaughan, Henry, 362-365.

Wade, Thomas, 676.

Walker, William Sidney, 639.

Waller, Edmund, 304-306.

Walsh, William, 429.

Watson, William, 852-854.

Watts, Isaac, 434, 435.

Watts-Dunton, Theodore, 807.

Webbe, Charles, 403.

Webster, John, 218-220.

Wever, Robert, 45.

Whitman, Walt, 742, 743.

Whittier, John Greenleaf, 690.

Wither, George, 236-239.

Wolfe, Charles, 603, 604.

Woods, Margaret L., 882.

Wordsworth, William, 515-541.

Wotton, Sir Henry, 178-180.

Wyatt, Sir Thomas, 34-38.

Yeats, William Butler, 862-864.

INDEX OF FIRST LINES

No.

A Book of Verses underneath the Bough, 698

A child’s a plaything for an hour, 511

A! Fredome is a noble thing!, 9

A garden is a lovesome thing, God wot!, 793

A late lark twitters from the quiet skies, 843

A plenteous place is Ireland for hospitable cheer, 714

A rose, as fair as ever saw the North, 242

A slumber did my spirit seal, 519

A star is gone! a star is gone!, 642

A sunny shaft did I behold, 555

A sweet disorder in the dress, 258

A thousand martyrs I have made, 412

A weary lot is thine, fair maid, 546

Above yon sombre swell of land, 673

Absence, hear thou my protestation, 197

Absent from thee, I languish still, 413

Accept, thou shrine of my dead saint, 280

Adieu, farewell earth’s bliss!, 167

Ae fond kiss, and then we sever, 499

Ah, Chloris! that I now could sit, 406

Ah, how sweet it is to love!, 400

Ah! were she pitiful as she is fair, 104

Ah, what avails the sceptred race, 558

Airly Beacon, Airly Beacon, 739

Alexis, here she stay’d; among these pines, 228

All are not taken; there are left behind, 680

All holy influences dwell within, 602

All in the April morning, 877

All is best, though we oft doubt, 324

All my past life is mine no more, 414

All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair, 554

All’s over, then: does truth sound bitter, 726

All the flowers of the spring, 220

All the words that I utter, 862

All thoughts, all passions, all delights, 551

All under the leaves and the leaves of life, 382

Allas! my worthy maister honorable, 13

Amarantha sweet and fair, 346

An ancient chestnut’s blossoms threw, 572

And, like a dying lady lean and pale, 609

And wilt thou leave me thus?, 35

Angel, king of streaming morn, 507

Angel spirits of sleep, 833

April, April, 852

Art thou poor, yet hast thou golden slumbers?, 204

As doctors give physic by way of prevention, 428

As I in hoary winter’s night, 109

As I was walking all alane, 380

As it fell upon a day, 203

As one that for a weary space has lain, 841

As those we love decay, we die in part, 448

As we rush, as we rush in the Train, 796

As ye came from the holy land, 26

Ask me no more where Jove bestows, 289

Ask me why I send you here, 254

Ask not the cause why sullen Spring, 402

At her fair hands how have I grace entreated, 64

At the last, tenderly, 742

At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly, 585

Awake, Æolian lyre, awake, 455

Away! Away!, 462

Away, delights! go seek some other dwelling, 211

Away! the moor is dark beneath the moon, 617

Bacchus must now his power resign, 445

Balow, my babe, lie still and sleep!, 28

Bards of Passion and of Mirth, 630

Be it right or wrong, these men among, 25

Beating Heart! we come again, 746

Beautiful must be the mountains whence ye come, 834

Beauty clear and fair, 215

Beauty sat bathing by a spring, 87

Behold her, single in the field, 528

Being your slave, what should I do but tend, 151

Best and brightest, come away, 606

Bid me to live, and I will live, 266

Blest pair of Sirens, pledges of Heav’ns joy, 309

Blow, blow, thou winter wind, 136

Blown in the morning, thou shalt fade ere noon, 329

Bonnie Kilmeny gaed up the glen, 514

Brave flowers--that I could gallant it like you, 278

Breathes there the man with soul so dead, 547

Bright Star, would I were steadfast as thou art, 637

Bring me wine, but wine which never grew, 671

Busy, curious, thirsty fly!, 438

By feathers green, across Casbeen, 859

Bytuene Mershe ant Averil, 2

Ca’ the yowes to the knowes, 473, 506

Call for the robin-redbreast and the wren, 218

Calm on the bosom of thy God!, 622

Calme was the day, and through the trembling ayre, 81

Came, on a Sabbath noon, my sweet, 805

Charm me asleep, and melt me so, 263

Cherry-ripe, ripe, ripe, I cry, 256

Chloe’s a Nymph in flowery groves, 395

Christmas knows a merry, merry place, 807

Clerk Saunders and may Margaret, 371

Cold in the earth--and the deep snow piled above thee, 736

Come away, come away, death, 134

Come, dear children, let us away, 747

Come down, O maid, from yonder mountain height, 706

Come into the garden, Maud, 708

Come, let us now resolve at last, 417

Come little babe, come silly soul, 74

Come live with me and be my Love, 121

Come not in terrors clad, to claim, 596

Come, Sleep, and with thy sweet deceiving, 207

Come, Sleep; O Sleep! the certain knot of peace, 94

Come, spur away, 300

Come then, as ever, like the wind at morning!, 870

Come thou, who art the wine and wit, 274

Come unto these yellow sands, 129

Come, worthy Greek! Ulysses, come, 112

Condemn’d to Hope’s delusive mine, 451

Corydon, arise, my Corydon!, 57

Count each affliction, whether light or grave, 733

Crabbèd Age and Youth, 56

Cupid and my Campaspe play’d, 85

Cynthia, to thy power and thee, 208

Cyriack, whose Grandsire on the Royal Bench, 320

Dark, deep, and cold the current flows, 588

Dark to me is the earth. Dark to me are the heavens, 817

Daughter to that good Earl, once President, 317*

Day, like our souls, is fiercely dark, 587

Dear Lord, receive my son, whose winning love, 223

Dear love, for nothing less than thee, 199

Death, be not proud, though some have callèd thee, 202

Deep on the convent-roof the snows, 703

‘Do you remember me? or are you proud?’, 569

Does the road wind uphill all the way?, 783

Drink to me only with thine eyes, 185

Drop, drop, slow tears, 222

Earth has not anything to show more fair, 520

E’en like two little bank-dividing brooks, 276

Enough; and leave the rest to Fame!, 361

Even such is Time, that takes in trust, 78

Ever let the Fancy roam, 631

Fain would I change that note, 68

Fair Amoret is gone astray, 432

Fair and fair, and twice so fair, 101

Fair daffodils, we weep to see, 252

Fair is my Love and cruel as she’s fair, 113

Fair pledges of a fruitful tree, 253

Fair ship, that from the Italian shore, 707

Fair stood the wind for France, 119

False though she be to me and love, 431

False world, good night! since thou hast brough, 190

Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing, 153

Fear no more the heat o’ the sun, 140

Fine knacks for ladies! cheap, choice, brave, and new, 58

First came the primrose, 767

Flowers nodding gaily, scent in air, 874

Fly envious Time, till thou run out thy race, 308

Fly hence, shadows, that do keep, 235

Follow a shadow, it still flies you, 187

Follow thy fair sun, unhappy shadow!, 170

Follow your saint, follow with accents sweet!, 171

Foolish prater, what dost thou, 351

For a name unknown, 857

For her gait, if she be walking, 243

For knighthood is not in the feats of warre, 32

Forbear, bold youth; all’s heaven here, 397

Forget not yet the tried intent, 34

Fra bank to bank, fra wood to wood I rin, 114

Fresh Spring, the herald of loves mighty king, 79

From harmony, from heavenly harmony, 399

From low to high doth dissolution climb, 539

From the forests and highlands, 605

From you have I been absent in the spring, 157

From you, Ianthe, little troubles pass, 559

Full fathom five thy father lies, 131

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, 248

Get up, get up for shame! The blooming morn, 247

Give a man a horse he can ride, 798

Give all to love, 669

Give me my scallop-shell of quiet, 77

Give pardon, blessèd soul, to my bold cries, 110

Give place, you ladies, and begone!, 53

Go and catch a falling star, 196

Go fetch to me a pint o’ wine, 496

Go, for they call you, Shepherd, from the hill, 751

Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand, 684

Go, lovely Rose, 305

God Lyæus, ever young, 214

God of our fathers, known of old, 867

God who created me, 855

Gone were but the winter cold, 591

Good-morrow to the day so fair, 268

Great men have been among us; hands that penn’d, 525

Had we but world enough, and time, 357

Hail, beauteous stranger of the grove!, 476

Hail holy light, ofspring of Heav’n first-born, 322

Hail, sister springs, 337

Hail to thee, blithe spirit!, 608

Hallow the threshold, crown the posts anew!, 332

Hame, hame, hame, O hame fain wad I be, 590

Happy those early days, when I, 362

Hark! ah, the Nightingale, 752

Hark! hark! the lark at heaven’s gate sings, 139

Hark! Now everything is still, 219

Hark! the mavis’ evening sang, 506

He first deceased; she for a little tried, 180

He has conn’d the lesson now, 660

He that is by Mooni now, 827

He that is down needs fear no fall, 366

He that loves a rosy cheek, 292

He who has once been happy is for aye, 818

Heap cassia, sandal-buds and stripes, 715

Hear the voice of the Bard, 488

Hear, ye ladies that despise, 213

Helen, thy beauty is to me, 694

Hence, all you vain delights, 216

Hence, heart, with her that must depart, 43

Hence loathed Melancholy, 310

Hence vain deluding joyes, 311

Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee, 262

Here a little child I stand, 271

Here a pretty baby lies, 273

Here, ever since you went abroad, 567

Here in this sequester’d close, 824

Here she lies, a pretty bud, 272

Hey nonny no!, 59

Hey! now the day dawis, 48

Hierusalem, my happy home, 61

High-spirited friend, 191

Highway, since you my chief Parnassus be, 92

His golden locks Time hath to silver turn’d, 102

How happy is he born and taught, 179

How like a Winter hath my absence been, 156

How many times do I love thee, dear?, 668

How near me came the hand of Death, 239

How sleep the brave, who sink to rest, 458

How vainly men themselves amaze, 359

Hush! my dear, lie still and slumber, 435

Hyd, Absolon, thy gilte tresses clere, 11

I am that which began, 809

I am! yet what I am who cares, or knows?, 621

I arise from dreams of thee, 611

I ask no kind return of love, 475

I came into the City and none knew me, 878

I cannot change as others do, 415

I cannot eat but little meat, 49

I dare not ask a kiss, 250

I did but look and love awhile, 419

I did not choose thee, dearest. It was Love, 819

I do confess thou’rt smooth and fair, 182

I do not love thee!--no! I do not love thee!, 692

I dream’d that, as I wander’d by the way, 616

I dug, beneath the cypress shade, 594

I feed a flame within, which so torments me, 401

I flung me round him, 803

I got me flowers to straw Thy way, 282

I have a mistress, for perfections rare, 299

I have had playmates, I have had companions, 577

I intended an Ode, 825

I know a little garden-close, 802

I know a thing that’s most uncommon, 440

I know my soul hath power to know all things, 181

I left thee last, a child at heart, 678

I long have had a quarrel set with Time, 823

I loved a lass, a fair one, 236

I loved him not; and yet now he is gone, 557

I loved thee once; I’ll love no more, 183

I made another garden, yea, 829

I mind me in the days departed, 679

I must not think of thee; and, tired yet strong, 879

I, my dear, was born to-day, 425

I play’d with you ’mid cowslips blowing, 593

I pray thee, leave, love me no more, 116

I said--Then, dearest, since ’tis so, 727

I saw fair Chloris walk alone, 393

I saw my Lady weep, 66

I saw old Autumn in the misty morn, 647

I saw where in the shroud did lurk, 579

I sent a ring--a little band, 641

I sing of a maiden, 23

I strove with none, for none was worth my strife, 576

I tell you, hopeless grief is passionless, 681

I that in heill was and gladnèss, 21

I thought of Thee, my partner and my guide, 538

I thought once how Theocritus had sung, 682

I thought to meet no more, so dreary seem’d, 620

I took my heart in my hand, 782

I travell’d among unknown men, 517

I wander’d lonely as a cloud, 530

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, 864

I will make you brooches and toys for your delight, 846

I wish I were where Helen lies, 387

I, with whose colours Myra dress’d her head, 96

Ichot a burde in boure bryht, 4

I’d a dream to-night, 658

I’d wed you without herds, without money or rich array, 713

I’m sittin’ on the stile, Mary, 691

I’m wearin’ awa’, John, 512

I’ve heard them lilting at our ewe-milking, 466

If all the world and love were young, 122

If aught of oaten stop, or pastoral song, 459

If doughty deeds my lady please, 469

If I had thought thou couldst have died, 604

‘If I were dead, you’d sometimes say, Poor Child!’, 761

If rightly tuneful bards decide, 461

If the quick spirits in your eye, 290

If the red slayer think he slays, 672

If there were dreams to sell, 667

If thou must love me, let it be for naught, 685

If thou wilt ease thine heart, 666

If to be absent were to be, 344

If you go over desert and mountain, 830

In a drear-nighted December, 632

In a harbour grene aslepe whereas I lay, 45

In a quiet water’d land, a land of roses, 849

In a valley of this restles mind, 24

In after days when grasses high, 826

In Clementina’s artless mien, 568

In going to my naked bed as one that would have slept, 46

In Scarlet town, where I was born, 389

In somer when the shawes be sheyne, 22

In the hall the coffin waits, and the idle armourer stands, 768

In the highlands, in the country places, 847

In the hour of death, after this life’s whim, 883

In the hour of my distress, 275

In the merry month of May, 73

In Xanadu did Kubla Khan, 550

Into the silver night, 845

Into the skies, one summer’s day, 756

Is it so small a thing, 754

It fell about the Martinmas, 374

It fell in the ancient periods, 670

It fell on a day, and a bonnie simmer day, 377

It is a beauteous evening, calm and free, 521

It is an ancient Mariner, 549

It is not, Celia, in our power, 405

It is not death, that sometime in a sigh, 649

It is not growing like a tree, 194

It is not to be thought of that the flood, 526

It is the miller’s daughter, 701

It was a dismal and a fearful night, 352

It was a lover and his lass, 137

It was a’ for our rightfu’ King, 505

It was many and many a year ago, 695

It was not in the Winter, 651

It was not like your great and gracious ways!, 762

It was the Winter wilde, 307

Its edges foam’d with amethyst and rose, 873

Jenny kiss’d me when we met, 592

John Anderson, my jo, John, 497

Know, Celia, since thou art so proud, 293

Ladies, though to your conquering eyes, 404

Late at een, drinkin’ the wine, 370

Lawrence of vertuous Father vertuous Son, 319

Lay a garland on my herse, 209

Leave me, O Love, which reachest but to dust, 95

Lenten ys come with love to toune, 3

Lestenyt, lordynges, both elde and yinge, 7

Let me go forth, and share, 853

Let me not to the marriage of true minds, 162

Let the bird of loudest lay, 144

Let us drink and be merry, dance, joke, and rejoice, 335

Life! I know not what thou art, 474

Like the Idalian queen, 225

Like thee I once have stemm’d the sea of life, 472

Like to Diana in her summer weed, 103

Like to the clear in highest sphere, 100

Lo, quhat it is to love, 44

London, thou art of townes _A per se_, 19

Long-expected One-and-twenty, 450

Look not thou on beauty’s charming, 544

Lords, knights, and squires, the numerous band, 423

Loud mockers in the roaring street, 869

Love bade me welcome; yet my soul drew back, 286

Love guards the roses of thy lips, 99

Love in fantastic triumph sate, 411

Love in my bosom like a bee, 97

Love is a sickness full of woes, 111

Love is enough: though the World be a-waning, 801

Love is the blossom where there blows, 233

Love not me for comely grace, 71

Love, thou art absolute, sole Lord, 338

Love thy country, wish it well, 443

Love wing’d my Hopes and taught me how to fly, 62

Marie Hamilton’s to the kirk gane, 375

Mark where the pressing wind shoots javelin-like, 775

Martial, the things that do attain, 41

Marvel of marvels, if I myself shall behold, 785

Mary! I want a lyre with other strings, 470

May! Be thou never graced with birds that sing, 245

May! queen of blossoms, 586

Me so oft my fancy drew, 238

Men grew sae cauld, maids sae unkind, 655

Merry Margaret, 31

Methought I saw my late espousèd Saint, 321

Mild is the parting year, and sweet, 565

Milton! thou shouldst be living at this hour, 524

More love or more disdain I crave, 403

Mortality, behold and fear!, 234

Most glorious Lord of Lyfe! that, on this day, 84

Mother, I cannot mind my wheel, 564

Mother of Hermes! and still youthful Maia!, 629

Much have I travell’d in the realms of gold, 634

Music, when soft voices die, 618

My blood so red, 385

My Damon was the first to wake, 480

My days among the Dead are past, 556

My dear and only Love, I pray, 334

My delight and thy delight, 832

My faint spirit was sitting in the light, 613

My grief on the sea, 858

My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains, 624

My heart is high above, my body is full of bliss, 52

My heart is like a singing bird, 780

My heart leaps up when I behold, 532

My little Son, who look’d from thoughtful eyes, 763

My Love in her attire doth show her wit, 63

My love is strengthen’d, though more weak in seeming, 158

My love o’er the water bends dreaming, 797

My lute, awake! perform the last, 38

My mother bore me in the southern wild, 487

My new-cut ashlar takes the light, 865

My noble, lovely, little Peggy, 427

My Peggy is a young thing, 437

My Phillis hath the morning sun, 98

My silks and fine array, 485

My soul, sit thou a patient looker-on, 277

My soul, there is a country, 363

My thoughts hold mortal strife, 230

My true love hath my heart, and I have his, 88

Nay but you, who do not love her, 721

Near to the silver Trent, 118

Never seek to tell thy love, 492

Never weather-beaten sail more willing bent to shore, 176

New doth the sun appear, 231

News from a foreign country came, 406

No coward soul is mine, 738

No, no! go not to Lethe, neither twist, 628

No thyng ys to man so dere, 8

Nobly, nobly Cape Saint Vincent to the North-west died away, 730

Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, 603

Not, Celia, that I juster am, 410

‘Not ours,’ say some, ‘the thought of death to dread, 854

Not unto us, O Lord, 876

Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white, 705

Now the lusty spring is seen, 212

Now the North wind ceases, 774

Now winter nights enlarge, 174

Nuns fret not at their convent’s narrow room, 533

O, Brignall banks are wild and fair, 543

O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, 743

O Christ of God! whose life and death, 690

O come, soft rest of cares! come, Night!, 107

O Earth, lie heavily upon her eyes, 789

O fly, my Soul! What hangs upon, 287

O fly not, Pleasure, pleasant-hearted Pleasure, 816

O for some honest lover’s ghost, 325

O for the mighty wakening that aroused, 676

O friend! I know not which way I must look, 523

O goddess! hear these tuneless numbers, wrung, 626

O happy dames! that may embrace, 40

O happy Tithon! if thou know’st thy hap, 221

O how much more doth beauty beauteous seem, 150

O, I hae come from far away, 731

O joy of creation, 813

O lusty May, with Flora queen!, 51

O many a day have I made good ale in the glen, 638

O Mary, at thy window be, 493

O Mary, go and call the cattle home, 740

O Memory, thou fond deceiver, 468

O mistress mine, where are you roaming?, 133

O mortal folk, you may behold and see, 33

O my Dark Rosaleen, 664

O my deir hert, young Jesus sweit, 384

O my Luve’s like a red, red rose, 503

O never say that I was false of heart, 161

O perfect Light, which shaid away, 106

O ruddier than the cherry!, 439

O saw ye bonnie Lesley, 500

O saw ye not fair Ines?, 650

O sing unto my roundelay, 479

O sleep, my babe, hear not the rippling wave, 661

O soft embalmer of the still midnight!, 636

O Sorrow!, 623

O that ’twere possible, 709

O the sad day!, 407

O thou, by Nature taught, 457

O thou that swing’st upon the waving hair, 347

O thou undaunted daughter of desires!, 339

O thou with dewy locks, who lookest down, 484

O Time! who know’st a lenient hand to lay, 509

O, to be in England, 729

O turn away those cruel eyes, 394

O waly, waly, up the bank, 388

O were my Love yon lilac fair, 502

O western wind, when wilt thou blow, 27

O wha will shoe my bonny foot?, 369

O what a plague is love!, 392

O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms, 633

‘O which is the last rose?’, 851

O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn’s being, 610

O world, be nobler, for her sake!, 871

O world, in very truth thou art too young, 822

O yonge fresshe folkes, he or she, 10

O, you plant the pain in my heart with your wistful eyes, 814

Of a’ the airts the wind can blaw, 494

Of all the flowers rising now, 757

Of all the girls that are so smart, 444

Of all the torments, all the cares, 429

Of Nelson and the North, 581

Of Neptune’s empire let us sing, 173

Of on that is so fayr and bright, 6

Oft, in the stilly night, 584

Often I think of the beautiful town, 689

Oh how comely it is and how reviving, 323

On a day--alack the day!, 124

On a starr’d night Prince Lucifer uprose, 776

On a time the amorous Silvy, 72

On either side the river lie, 700

On parent knees, a naked new-born child, 478

On the deck of Patrick Lynch’s boat I sat in woful plight, 734

On the Sabbath-day, 778

On the wide level of a mountain’s head, 553

Once did she hold the gorgeous East in fee, 522

One more Unfortunate, 654

One word is too often profaned, 615

Only tell her that I love, 421

O’re the smooth enameld green, 312

Orpheus with his lute made trees, 143

Others abide our question. Thou art free, 753

Out of the night that covers me, 842

Out upon it, I have loved, 326

Over hill, over dale, 127

Over the mountains, 391

Over the sea our galleys went, 716

Pack, clouds, away! and welcome, day!, 205

Passing away, saith the World, passing away, 784

Passions are liken’d best to floods and streams, 75

Past ruin’d Ilion Helen lives, 561

Peace, Shepherd, peace! What boots it singing on?, 882

Perfect little body, without fault or stain on thee, 837

Phœbus, arise!, 224

Piping down the valleys wild, 486

Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, 164

Praise is devotion fit for mighty minds, 303

Pray but one prayer for me ’twixt thy closed lips, 800

Proud Maisie is in the wood, 542

Proud word you never spoke, but you will speak, 562

Pure stream, in whose transparent wave, 464

Put your head, darling, darling, darling, 712

Queen and huntress, chaste and fair, 184

Queen of fragrance, lovely Rose, 449

Quhen Flora had o’erfret the firth, 50

Quoth tongue of neither maid nor wife, 656

Remain, ah not in youth alone!, 566

Remember me when I am gone away, 787

Return, return! all night my lamp is burning, 766

‘Rise,’ said the Master, ‘come unto the feast’, 711

Robin sat on gude green hill, 16

Roll forth, my song, like the rushing river, 665

Rorate coeli desuper!, 20

Rose-cheek’d Laura, come, 169

Roses, their sharp spines being gone, 141

Round the cape of a sudden came the sea, 725

Sabrina fair, 315

Safe where I cannot die yet, 786

Say, crimson Rose and dainty Daffodil, 177

Say not the struggle naught availeth, 741

Says Tweed to Till, 383

Scorn not the Sonnet; Critic, you have frown’d, 534

Seamen three! What men be ye?, 595

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness!, 627

See how the flowers, as at parade, 356

See the Chariot at hand here of Love, 188

See where she sits upon the grassie greene, 80

See with what simplicity, 358

See yon blithe child that dances in our sight!, 662

Sense with keenest edge unusèd, 838

Seven weeks of sea, and twice seven days of storm, 821

Shall I compare thee to a Summer’s day?, 145

Shall I strew on thee rose or rue or laurel, 810

Shall I thus ever long, and be no whit the neare?, 54

Shall I, wasting in despair, 237

She beat the happy pavèment, 345

She dwelt among the untrodden ways, 516

She fell away in her first ages spring, 83

She is not fair to outward view, 644

She knelt upon her brother’s grave, 790

She pass’d away like morning dew, 645

She stood breast-high amid the corn, 652

She walks in beauty, like the night, 600

She walks--the lady of my delight, 880

She was a phantom of delight, 529

She was a queen of noble Nature’s crowning, 643

She who to Heaven more Heaven doth annex, 333

She’s somewhere in the sunlight strong, 868

Should auld acquaintance be forgot, 495

Shut not so soon; the dull-eyed night, 261

Since all that I can ever do for thee, 795

Since first I saw your face I resolved to honour and renown ye, 69

Since I noo mwore do zee your feäce, 659

Since there’s no help, come let us kiss and part, 117

Sing his praises that doth keep, 210

Sing lullaby, as women do, 47

Sister, awake! close not your eyes!, 67

Sleep, sleep, beauty bright, 490

So shuts the marigold her leaves, 244

So, we’ll go no more a-roving, 599

Softly, O midnight Hours!, 732

Some vex their souls with jealous pain, 418

Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife, 545

Spring, the sweet Spring, is the year’s pleasant king, 166

Stand close around, ye Stygian set, 571

Stay, O sweet, and do not rise!, 195

Steer, hither steer your wingèd pines, 241

Stern Daughter of the voice of God!, 531

Still do the stars impart their light, 331

Still let my tyrants know, I am not doom’d to wear, 737

Still to be neat, still to be drest, 186

Strange fits of passion have I known, 515

Strew on her roses, roses, 750

Sublime--invention ever young, 465

Sumer is icumen in, 1

Summer set lip to earth’s bosom bare, 875

Sure thou didst flourish once! and many springs, 364

Surprised by joy--impatient as the Wind, 537

Swallow, my sister, O sister swallow, 811

Sweet are the rosy memories of the lips, 794

Sweet, be not proud of those two eyes, 264

Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright, 281

Sweet Echo, sweetest Nymph that liv’st unseen, 314

Sweet in her green dell the flower of beauty slumbers, 640

Sweet rois of vertew and of gentilness, 18

Sweet Spring, thou turn’st with all thy goodly train, 227

Sweet western wind, whose luck it is, 249

Sweetest Saviour, if my soul, 284

Swiftly walk over the western wave, 612

Take, O take those lips away, 138

Tary no longer; toward thyn heritage, 14

Tell me not of a face that’s fair, 354

Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind, 343

Tell me not what too well I know, 570

Tell me where is Fancy bred, 132

Th’ expense of Spirit in a waste of shame, 163

Thank Heaven! the crisis, 696

That time of year thou may’st in me behold, 152

That which her slender waist confined, 304

That zephyr every year, 226

The beauty and the life, 229

The blessèd Damozel lean’d out, 771

The boat is chafing at our long delay, 850

The chough and crow to roost are gone, 510

The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, 453

The day begins to droop, 839

The days are sad, it is the Holy tide, 688

The fierce exulting worlds, the motes in rays, 777

The forward youth that would appear, 355

The glories of our blood and state, 288

The gray sea and the long black land, 724

The Indian weed witherèd quite, 390

The irresponsive silence of the land, 788

The isles of Greece! the isles of Greece!, 601

The king sits in Dunfermline town, 368

The Lady Mary Villiers lies, 294

The lark now leaves his wat’ry nest, 301

The last and greatest Herald of Heaven’s King, 232

The leaves are falling; so am I, 575

The linnet in the rocky dells, 735

The loppèd tree in time may grow again, 108

The lovely lass o’ Inverness, 504

The man of life upright, 175

The merchant, to secure his treasure, 424

The moth’s kiss, first!, 723

The murmur of the mourning ghost, 765

The Nightingale, as soon as April bringeth, 91

The rain set early in to-night, 720

The red rose whispers of passion, 831

The reivers they stole Fair Annie, 372

The ring, so worn as you behold, 482

The Rose was sick and smiling died, 255

The seas are quiet when the winds give o’er, 306

The soote season, that bud and bloom forth brings, 39

The spacious firmament on high, 433

The splendour falls on castle walls, 704

The Star that bids the Shepherd fold, 313

The sun descending in the west, 491

The sun rises bright in France, 589

The thirsty earth soaks up the rain, 349

The twentieth year is wellnigh past, 471

The wine of Love is music, 799

The world is too much with us; late and soon, 535

The world’s great age begins anew, 607

The year’s at the spring, 718

The young May moon is beaming, love, 582

Thee too, modest tressèd maid, 508

Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now, 154

There ance was a may, and she lo’ed na men, 430

There are two births; the one when light, 330

There be none of Beauty’s daughters, 598

There is a garden in her face, 168

There is a Lady sweet and kind, 70

There is a mountain and a wood between us, 574

There is a silence where hath been no sound, 648

There is sweet music here that softer falls, 702

There lived a wife at Usher’s well, 378

There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, 536

There were three ravens sat on a tree, 379

There were twa sisters sat in a bour, 376

There’s a glade in Aghadoe, Aghadoe, Aghadoe, 815

There’s a whisper down the field where the year has shot her yield, 866

There’s a woman like a dew-drop, she’s so purer than the purest, 722

There’s not a nook within this silent Pass, 540

They are all gone into the world of light!, 365

They are waiting on the shore, 804

They flee from me that sometime did me seek, 37

They seem’d, to those who saw them meet, 710

They that have power to hurt and will do none, 155

They told me, Heraclitus, they told me you were dead, 759

They all were looking for a king, 770

This ae nighte, this ae nighte, 381

This hinder yeir I hard be tald, 17

This is a spray the Bird clung to, 728

This little vault, this narrow room, 295

This winter’s weather it waxeth cold, 29

Thou art to all lost love the best, 267

Thou still unravish’d bride of quietness, 625

Thou youngest virgin-daughter of the skies, 398

Though beauty be the mark of praise, 189

Three years she grew in sun and shower, 518

Through grief and through danger thy smile hath cheer’d my way, 583

Through the black, rushing smoke-bursts, 748

Throw away Thy rod, 283

Thus the Mayne glideth, 717

Thus when the silent grave becomes, 447

Thy bosom is endearèd with all hearts, 148

Thy restless feet now cannot go, 341

Thy soul within such silent pomp did keep, 420

Tiger, tiger, burning bright, 489

Time is the feather’d thing, 296

’Tis a dull sight, 697

To all you ladies now at land, 408

To fair Fidele’s grassy tomb, 460

To live within a cave--it is most good, 792

To me, fair friend, you never can be old, 159

To mute and to material things, 548

To my true king I offer’d free from stain, 657

To the Ocean now I fly, 316

To these whom death again did wed, 342

To-day, all day, I rode upon the down, 820

To-night retired, the queen of heaven, 463

Too late for love, too late for joy, 779

Too solemn for day, too sweet for night, 639

Tossing his mane of snows in wildest eddies and tangles, 812

True Thomas lay on Huntlie bank, 367

Trust thou thy Love: if she be proud, is she not sweet?, 744

’Twas on a lofty vase’s side, 456

’Twas the dream of a God, 881

Twenty years hence my eyes may grow, 560

Under the greenwood tree, 135

Under the wide and starry sky, 848

Under yonder beech-tree single on the green-sward, 772

Underneath this myrtle shade, 350

Underneath this sable herse, 246

Unlike are we, unlike, O princely Heart!, 683

Up the airy mountain, 769

Upon my lap my sovereign sits, 165

Urns and odours bring away!, 142

Venus, take my votive glass, 426

Verse, a breeze ’mid blossoms straying, 552

Vital spark of heav’nly flame!, 442

Waes-hael for knight and dame!, 674

We are the music-makers, 828

We saw Thee in Thy balmy nest, 340

We see them not--we cannot hear, 675

We, that did nothing study but the way, 279

We watch’d her breathing thro’ the night, 653

We’ve trod the maze of error round, 481

Weave the warp, and weave the woof, 454

Weep no more, nor sigh, nor groan, 217

Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee, 105

Weep with me, all you that read, 193

Weep you no more, sad fountains, 65

Welcome, maids of honour!, 251

Welcome, welcome! do I sing, 240

Well then! I now do plainly see, 353

Were I as base as is the lowly plain, 115

Wharefore sou’d ye talk o’ love, 619

What beck’ning ghost, along the moonlight shade, 441

What bird so sings, yet so does wail?, 86

What conscience, say, is it in thee, 265

What have I done for you, 844

What is your substance, whereof are you made, 149

What needs complaints, 269

What nymph should I admire or trust, 422

What should I say?, 36

What sweet relief the showers to thirsty plants we see, 42

What was he doing, the great god Pan, 687

When by Zeus relenting the mandate was revoked, 773

When, Cœlia, must my old day set, 396

When daisies pied and violets blue, 125

When, dearest, I but think of thee, 328

When Death to either shall come, 840

When Delia on the plain appears, 449

When God at first made Man, 285

When I am dead, my dearest, 781

When I consider how my light is spent, 318

When I have borne in memory what has tamed, 527

When I have fears that I may cease to be, 635

When I survey the bright, 298

When icicles hang by the wall, 126

When, in disgrace with Fortune and men’s eyes, 146

When in the chronicle of wasted time, 160

When Jessie comes with her soft breast, 791

When Letty had scarce pass’d her third glad year, 693

When like the early rose, 663

When Love arose in heart and deed, 755

When Love with unconfinèd wings, 348

When lovely woman stoops to folly, 467

When maidens such as Hester die, 578

When my love was away, 836

When our two souls stand up erect and strong, 686

When the breath of twilight blows to flame the misty skies, 872

When the fierce North-wind with his airy forces, 434

When the hounds of spring are on winter’s traces, 808

When the lamp is shatter’d, 614

When the sheep are in the fauld, and the kye at hame, 477

When the world is burning, 745

When thou must home to shades of underground, 172

When thou, poor Excommunicate, 291

When thy beauty appears, 436

When to the Sessions of sweet silent thought, 147

When we two parted, 597

When we were idlers with the loitering rills, 646

When you and I have play’d the little hour, 861

When you are old and gray and full of sleep, 863

Whenas in silks my Julia goes, 259

Where, like a pillow on a bed, 198

Where the bee sucks, there suck I, 130

Where the pools are bright and deep, 513

Where the remote Bermudas ride, 360

Whether on Ida’s shady brow, 483

While that the sun with his beams hot, 55

Whither, O splendid ship, thy white sails crowding, 835

Who hath his fancy pleased, 89

Who is it that, this dark night, 90

Who is Silvia? What is she?, 123

Whoe’er she be, 336

Whoever comes to shroud me, do not harm, 200

Why art thou silent! Is thy love a plant, 541

Why does your brand sae drop wi’ blude, 373

Why dost thou shade thy lovely face? O why, 416

Why, having won her, do I woo?, 760

Why I tie about thy wrist, 260

Why so pale and wan, fond lover?, 327

Why, why repine, my pensive friend, 563

Wilt Thou forgive that sin where I begun, 201

With all my will, but much against my heart, 764

With blackest moss the flower-plots, 699

With deep affection, 677

With how sad steps, O moon, thou climb’st the skies!, 93

With leaden foot Time creeps along, 452

With lifted feet, hands still, 856

With margerain gentle, 30

Worschippe ye that loveris bene this May, 15

Wouldst thou hear what Man can say, 192

Wrong not, sweet empress of my heart, 76

Wynter wakeneth al my care, 5

Years, many parti-colour’d years, 573

Ye banks and braes and streams around, 501

Ye blushing virgins happy are, 297

Ye flowery banks o’ bonnie Doon, 498

Ye have been fresh and green, 270

‘Ye have robb’d,’ said he, ‘ye have slaughter’d and made an end, 860

Ye Highlands and ye Lawlands, 386

Ye learnèd sisters, which have oftentimes, 82

Ye little birds that sit and sing, 206

Ye Mariners of England, 580

Yes: in the sea of life enisled, 749

Yet if His Majesty, our sovereign lord, 60

Yet once more, O ye Laurels, and once more, 317

You are a tulip seen to-day, 257

You brave heroic minds, 120

You meaner beauties of the night, 178

You must be sad; for though it is to Heaven, 806

You promise heavens free from strife, 758

You spotted snakes with double tongue, 128

You’ll love me yet!--and I can tarry, 719

Your beauty, ripe and calm and fresh, 302

Your eyen two wol slee me sodenly, 12

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