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Page How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this

| It is the hush of night, and all between...... 50 bank !...

It is the midnight hour the beauteous Se How various his employments, whom the It is the summer of the fleeting year......... world ........

It is too late ; the life of all his blood........ How? What? Mine ears

It lies before me there, and my own breath How wonderful is Death ...

It must be so-my infant love must find.. Husband, husband, cease you

It must be so! Plato, thuu reason'st well Hush ! tread softly, Cain ..

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It seems a day...... I am fading from you ..............

It's hame, and it's hame, hame fain wad I be I am monarch of all I survey

I travelled among unknown men.... I am this fountain's god ; below....... 406 I travelled on, seeing the hill where lay. I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers 505 It was a dismal and a fearful night ......... I can no more hold parley with impatience 460 It was a' for our rightfu' king .

212 I charm thy life ....

It was, I ween, a lovely spot of ground

18 I come ! I come ! ye have called me long... 513 It was roses, roses all the way... Idly, rajah, dost thou reason thus............ Ібо It was the winter wild ..... I do beseech you...........

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I've often wished that I had clear ........... I dreamed that, as I wandered by the way 165

I've wandered east, I've wandered west... 262 If aught of oaten stop or pastoral song...... 204 I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I... 251 If I had thought thou couldst have died... 294 James Stewart, what moved you that you If I have sinned in act, I may repent ...... 312

came into this house?... If music be the food of love, play on......... 385 John Anderson, my jo, John...... If rivers, between green and fragrant banks 145 John Gilpin was a citizen .... If that the World and Love were young... 250 Just where the parting bough's light shaIf thou shouldst ever come to Modena...... 29

dows play ...... If to be absent were to be........................ 255 Know then thyself, presume not God to scan If we had not weighty cause ........

Let other bards of angels sing.....
I had a dream, which was not all a dream 502 Let other monarchs .....
I have a boy sent by the gods ........

Let others seek for empty joys.
I have found peace in the bright earth....... Let vanity adorn the marble tomb............
I have had playmates, I have had com

Like as the damask rose you see panions

......... II2 Like thee to die, thou sun !-My bo I have watched thee ..... ............... 462

dream ........ I hold it true whate'er befall ....... ......... 303

Like the first living leaf of some shed tree... I know that all beneath the moon decays... Like to Diana in her summer weed............ I know thy soul believes .....

Linger awhile upon some bending planks .. 44 I left thee young and gay, Mary ............ 143

Live, live with me, and thou shalt see..... Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey... 99

Lochiel, Lochiel ! beware of the day......... I loved thee, beautiful and kind

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Lone flower, hemmed in with snows, and I love it, I love it, and who shall dare ...... 275

white as they....... I'm sittin' on the stile, Mary.

272 Long years ! -It tries the thrilling frame to In a saft simmer gloamin'....

bear....... In full-blown dignity see Wolsey stand.... Look how the flower, which lingeringly doth In Love, if Love be Love, if Love be ours 277 fade........ Innocence, the sacred amulet .................. 360 Lo! on the eastern summit, clad in gray... iz2 In peace, Love tunes the shepherd's reed... 267 Lo! the Dawn .... In vain sedate reflections we would make... Love built a stately house, where Fortune In vain you tell your parting lover...

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came ....... In Xanadu did Kubla Khan .......

174 Love had he found in huts where poor men lie 11o In youth from rock to rock I went.

494 Love in my bosom, like a bee ....... I prithee send me back my heart...

256 Love is eternal .... I really take it very kind ...

Love-laden from the lighted west ...... I remember .....

Love still a boy, and oft a wanton, is. I remember, I remember ......

Love still has something of the sea ....... Is aught so fair..

Madam,-A stranger's purpose in these la I saw her, as I fancied. fair.

345

Make way for Liberty !” he cried I saw thee-'midst the flowers the lowly boy Many a vanished year and age ..... I saw thee weep, the big bright tear. 266 Mark how the feathered tenants of the flood 64 Is my lover on the sea ?......

Mark that swift arrow! how it cuts the air Is there, for honest poverty ......

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Men are but children of a larger growth ... Is there no hope ......

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Methought I saw my late-espoused saint .. I stood tiptoe upon a little hill..

Methought I saw the grave where Laura lay yo5 I thank you for your greeting

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Midnight, and yet no eye... ..... I thought once how Theocritus had sung... 313

'Mid the mountains Euganean ...... It is a beauteous evening, calm and free... 310 Mild-breathing Zephyr, father of the Spring 10 It is not but the tempest that doth show... 83 Mild offspring of a dark and sullen sire...... 22 It is not growing, like a tree.........

Misfortune on misfortune! grief on grief ! 113 It is not the tear at this moment shed ...... 1493 Moments there are in life, alas ! how few... 11

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Page 'Mong the gay nobles of Firenze's plains ... 519! “O dreary life !" we cry, “O dreary life !" 313 Murn on the waters and purple and bright 67 O fair mid-spring, besung so oft and oft ... 146 Mount, child of morning, mount and sing 107 Of all the ships upon the bue....... Mourn, hap.ess Caledonia, mourn ...... 104 Of a the airts the wind can blaw .

486 Much beautiful and excellent and fair 122 Of Leinster, famed for maidens fair .... 201 Music to hear, why hear’st thou music sadly? 307 Of Nelson and the North...

.......... 214 Must he needs die?

O for a muse of fire, that would ascend. 392 My baby' my poor little one! thou'st come Of these i he false Achitophel was first...... 317 a winter flower.

296 Of what is the old man thinking My book and taper

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U Gud ! methinks it were a happy li .... 375 My briar, that smelledst sweet ............... 120 Oh! beautilul the streams ...................... My comforts drop and melt away like snow 88 Oh, come ! for the lily ..

........ 499 My coursers are ted with the lightning.. ... 421 Oh, come to the West, love, oh, come there My dear and only love, I pray..................

with me ..............

....... 235 My eye descending from the hill surveys... Oh for a glance of that gay Muse's eye ... 336 My faint spirit was sitting in the light ...... 266 Oh, force of faith! oh, strength of virtuous My father would oft speak .....

will ! .

......... My gentle Puck, come hither : Thou rc Oh for that sweet, untroubled rest .......... memberest....

Oh, huw much more doth beauty beauteous My head is grey, my blood is young ...... 136

seem My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness

how this spring of love resembleth...... 249 pains .......

........... 228

! lives there, heaven, beneath thy dread My love he built me a bonnie bower......... 468

expanse. ... My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun 306 lo k ye on the rainbow, in its first...... 67 My mother bids ine bind my heir

lovers eyes are sharpo see............... My soul, turn from them! tuin we to survey 21

luve will venture in were it daur na weel Mysterious Agency!..

........ 424

be seen ..... Mysterious night, when the first man but Oh, mother! what brings music here? .... knew ....................... 312 Oh, my luve's like a red, red rose...

262 My queen's square brows.....

Oh, pleasant eventide!........ Near yonder copse, where once the garden Oh! sing unto my roundelay ............ 292 smiied......

Oh, sleep! it is a gentle thing Near yonder ihorn, that lifts its head on Oh that the Desert were my dwelling-place! high

Oh that those lips had language ! Life has Needy Knife-grinder! whith rare you going? 342

pas ed............................................. 250 Night closed around the conqueror's way...

Oh, the sweet sense of Love's humility...... 84 Night, silent, cool, transparent, cruwned Oh, those little, those little bue shoes !...... 273 the day .......

.... 61 Oh! where shail I bury my poor dog Tray 354 Noble Lord, and Lady brig t.........

"h, yet for od's sake, go not to the wars 392 No cloud. no relic of the sunken day ........ 30 Oh, young Lochinvar i, come out of the west 219 No longer mourn for me when I am dead... 306 Isabel ! .......................................... 383 No more! I'll hear no more ! begone, and Old Tubal Cain was a man of might .. ....... 239 leave me .........

O Liberty ! thou goddess heavenly bright 92 Nor rich nor poor was Moath; God had O love, turn from the changing ea and gaze 147 given ....

............ 31

O Lord, our Lord ! how wondrously (quoth No stir in the air, no stir in the sea ......... 222

she)......
Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note 293 O magic sleep! O comfortable bırd ..
No, thou must live, my fair one............... 45 3 O Mary, go and call the cattle home...
Not with more glories, in th' ethereal plain

O Mary, I believed you true .......
Nought is there under heaven's wide hol-

() mistress mine, where are you roaming ?... 249 lowness

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O my lord, lie not idle .......

305 November's sky is chill and drear .......

On a battle-trumpet's blast ..........

416 Now does my project gather to a head...... 367

O Nanny, wilt thou go with me............... Now entertain conjecture of a time ......... 373 ( native Isle ! air ireedom's happiest seat Now, most noble Brutus

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nce more, Cesario...... Now, my brave youths...

Once more unto the breach, dear friends, Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile... 398

once more...... Now Nature hangs her mantle green, 105 One on a time, when sunny May ... 185 Now stood Eliza on the wood-crowned height 23 One day I wrote her name upon the strand 305 Now that the winter sgone, the earch has lost 11 I ne morning in the month of May

125 Now the bright morning star, day's har

One night came on a hurricane

341 binger.... ......... ............ 199 One of the Kings of Scanderson

342 Now too nigh.

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..... 47 Now upon Syria's land of roses

Ine woe doth tread upon another's heel... O blithe new-comer! I have heard

493

One word is too often proianed ............ O Charnian, I will never go from hence... 377

O Nightinsale, that on yon bloomy spaay 308 O Cupid, monarch over kings...

U nightingale ! thou surely art ...............4 O day most calm, most bright ! ....

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Page On Margate beach, where the sick one roams 349 | She was a phantom of delight.............. On these white cliffs, that calm above the Shove off there !-ship the rudder, Bill flood

cast off she's under way! ...... O reader ! hast thou ever stood to see......

Sing a low song !.................

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O Rome! my country ! city of the soul! 123 Sing on, sweet thrush,upon the leafless bor
Orphan hours, the year is dead ................ 512 Sleep, poor Youth, sleep in peace.
O sacred Truth! thy triumph ceased awhile 48 Sleep, silence' child, sweet father of soft rest 308
O sir. prepareb-encase your soul in steel. 455 Sleet and hail and thunder!......
O, suden wo! that ever art successour...... 83 Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run 54
O summer friendship! ...

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Small service is true service while it lasts. 110
O thou bright Lady of the morn!............. 28 So far from any more pilfering deeds
O thoughtless mortals ! ever blind to fate... 153. So forth issued the Seasons of the year...... 466
O thou good Kent ! how shall I live and work 379 Some are laughing, some are weeping ...... 301
O thou whose beams the sea-gırt earth array 484 Some feelings are to mortals given ...........
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 !..................
Our dying friends come o'er us like a cloud 95 Soon I began with eger foot to climb ......
Our lives, discoloured with our present woes 92 So on they went; the many birds sang sweet 187
Over the mountains........

So said he one fair morning, and all day... 268 O Wedding-Guest! this soul hath been ... 1 Sound an alarum ! The foe is come' ..... O wild West Wind, thou breath of autumn's

“Speak, daughter, speak; art speaking being ....

225 now?".
O Winter! ruler of the inverted year .... 24 Speech is morning to the mind.....
Pansies, lilies, kingcups, daisies..

Star that bringest home the bee......
Parent of blooming flowers and gay desires Still to be neat, still to be drest ..
Passions are likened best to Aoods and Stop! for thy tread is on an Empire's dust!
streams .......

Strew on her roses, roses .......
Pity it was to hear the elfins' wail ...

Strong climber of the mountain's side. Pleasures newly found are sweet...

... 497 Suddenly a splendour, like the morn.. Poet and Saint ! to thee alone are given ... 309 Sundays observe ; think when the bells do Queen and huntress, chaste and fair.....

chime ..... Oueen of fresh flowers ........................... 498

Sleepless ! melancholy star ...... Rain ! do not hurt my flowers, but gently Sure the last ....... spend ....

88 Swallow, my sister, O sister swallow......... Reason, and Folly, and Beauty, they say... 344 Sweet Auburn, parent of the blissful hour Rebellion is my theme all day.....

332

Sweet bird, that sing'st away the early hours
Refresh me with the bright blue violet. ... 138 Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright
Reft of thy sons, amid thy foes forlorn...... Sweetest Love, I do not go ...............
Rejoice, O Velos, with thine olives green...

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Sweet rose of virtue and of gentleness
Remote, untrierde d, melancholy, slow ..... 97 Sweet-scented flower! who art wont to bloom
Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky. ...... 240 Sweet scents.......
Ro-es, their - harp spines being gone......... 469 Swifter than the summe

............... Sacred Goddess, Mother Earth ......

Take, oh, take those lips away ... Say not the struggle nought availeth..

Tambourgi : Tambourgi ! thy 'larum afar... 223 “Say, what remains when Hope is fled ?" 29 Tell me no more how fair she is Scorn no man's love, though of a mean Tell me not, sweet, I am unkind............... 256 1 degree.

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

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

The bird is dead .......

........ 390 Sebastopol lay shrouded ....... ....... 78 The blackbird srove with emulation sweet 36 See how the orient dew ...

.. 91

The blessed damozel leaned out ........... See, I wear thy colours still! though Hope 452 The boy stood on the burning deck ......... Separate them, lictors!...

The breaking waves dashed high ........... 234 1 Seven daughiers had Lord Archibald ...... 66 The castled crag of Drac hentels.

504 Shade-loviny Hyacinth! thou com'st again 130 The curfew tolls the knell of pari ing day... 290 Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?... 306 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 ?........

The dews of night did tall Shall I, wasting in despair

The Duke of York commends him to your She comes to dine-to dine with me, who am 458 majesty .... She dwelt among the untrodden ways ...... 263 The eloquent blood spoke in her cheeks,“ She is mine own .............

249

and so distinctly wrought.... She is not fair to outward view ................. 271

The everlasting universe of things............ Shepherds all, and maidens tair

407 The faëry beam upon you.... She put him on a snow-wh te shroud ........ 186 The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew She sleeps that still and placid sleep.........

The fiery mountains answer each other. She stood breast-high amid the corn.........

The forward violet thus did I chide ......... She was a creature framed by love divine 443. The golden gleam of a summer sun ...... »

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The gold sun went into the west....
The great Lord Cardinal turns at the sight 354
The grey-eyed morn smiles on the frowning

night .......
The harp that once through Tara's halls ... 231
The heath this night must be my bed ...... 218
1 he isies of Greece! The isles of Greece !... 56
The king sits in Dumterling toune........... 195
The lamp must be replenished, but even then 424
The large grey hills are standing round... 147
The lark now leaves his watery nest .........

254 The lattice trembled open......

273 The maid (and thereby hangs a tale).......... 256 1 he midges dance aboon the burn ........... 212 The Minstrel Boy to the war is gone......... 220 “The Minstrel came once more to view"... The minstrels played their Christmas tune 110 The moon is up, and yet it is not night ... 50 1 he moving Moon went up the sky ......... 172 The mountain ash Thence passing forth, they shortly do arrive 5 The noblest mind the best contentment has The noonday sun The north-east spends his rage; he now shut up ........................

17 Then slept he for what space

517 The old mayor climbed the belfry tower... 76 The pale stars are gone! .. The poetry of earth is never dead.

311 The quality of mercy is not strained. 384 There came to the beach a poor Exile of Erin 215 The Redbreast, sacred to the household gods 18 There is a flower, a little flower ............... 108 There is a garden in her face ........ ...... 254 There is a gentle nymph not far from hence 411 There is a temple in ruin stands............ There is a yew-tree, pride of Lorton Vale.. 64 There is mist on the mountain and night on the vale .......

219 There is no truth of any good ..

360 There lies a sleeping city God of dreams 444 There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away ...

503 There's not a leaf within the bower

III There s nothing great ..

......... There was a land to name the place......... 343 There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream.......

....... There went an incense through the land one

night ...... The rose is fairest when 'tis budding new... 293 The rose is weeping tor her love.. .... 272 The scas are quiet when the winds give o'er 90 These our actors ........... The setting sun .....

415 These your unusual weeds to each part of you 387 The sky is changed !-and such a change! 51 The sky is overcast........... The sleepless Hours who watch me as I lie 5 The small birds rejoice in the green leaves

returning ................................... 211 The songster on the bough ..... ........ 294 The soui of music slumbers in its shell... . 108 The spider's most attenuated thread. The spirit walks of every day deceased...... The sultry summer day is done ........... The summer brook flows in the bed ......... The sun is warm, the sky is clear

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.... 232 The sun, that seemed so mildly to retire... 497 The sun was sinking on the mountain zone 498 The sweet season that bird and bloom forth brings

........ 304 The things true valour's exercised about... 402 The western waves of ebbing day ............ 39 The wind blew hollow frae the hills ......... The winds are high on tielle's wave......... The world is too much with us..... ........... The world seems glad after its hearty drink 441 They are ail gone into the world of light... 280 They crossed the moat, and Christabel...... 170 They sin who tell us Love can die............ They tell us of an Indian tree.................. 269 This battle farts like to the morning's war This day, whate'er the fates decree ......... 257 This England never did, nor never shall .. 392 This n ght, I'll change ..... This rare tablet doth include

............ : This royal throne of kings, this sceptred

......... 392 This way the noise was, if mine ear be true 408 Thou gentle look, that didst my soul beguile 311 Though the day of my destiny s over......... 266 Thou lingering star, with lessening ray...... 293 Thou more than most sweet glove ............ 249 Thou whose spell can raise the dead......... Thou youngest virgin-daughter of the skies 285 Thrice happy souls, to whom the prize is

given ... Through yon same bending plain

........ 406 'Thus I wind myself ....... Thus passeth yere by yere, and day by day i Thus, thus begin the yearly rites .......... Thy banks were bonnie, Yarrow stream...... 209 Thy hue, dear pledge, is pure and bright... 267 Till, like a clock worn out with beating time 92 Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back... 395 Time rolls his ceaseless cou se ....... ......... 119 Time's a hands breadth ; 'tis a tale .......... 470 Tired Nature's sweet restorer-balmy Sleep 95 "I is but a night, a long and moonless night! 96 "Tis merry in greenwood,- thus runs the old lay .......

minn "Tis moonlight over Oman's Sea..... 'Tis night, and the landscape is lovely no

more...
"Tis not antiquity nor author
"Tis not restraint or liberty ..
"Tis sung in ancient minstrelsy ..

Tis the last rose ot summer ........
To uraw no envy, Shakspeare, on thy name 279
To kinder skies, where gentler manners reign 22
Toll for the brave !
To men of other minds my fancy flies ...... 22
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow 394
To-morrow didst thou say?...
To my true king I offered free from stain... 132
To thee, fair Freedom, 1 retire ......
To the old, long life and treasure
Triad softly, bow the head
Trelawny's hand, which held'st the sacred 314
Triumphal arch, that fill'sı the sky ......... 115
Turn, gentle Hermit of the dale............... 207
Tyrrel, spur onward ! we must not await... 450
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»'Twas a May morning, and the joyous sun 142
Twas at the royal feast, for Fersia won ... 199
Twas in the prime of summer-time
Twas m dnight — through the lattice,

wreathed ....
"T was no fantastic object, but a truth ...... 403
'Twas on the shores that round our coast... 358
'Twas the day beside the Pyramids .....
1 wilight's soft dews steal o'er the village
green ......

27 Two of far nobler shape erect and Uncle, what gentleman is that?..

362 Underneath this marble hearse ......

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Under the greenwood tree ....... ......... 197
Unfathomable Sea! whose waves are years 512
Inless a love of virtue light the flame ...... 331
Unmuffle, ye faint stars, and thou, fair moon 410
Upon the king !-let us our lives, our souls 374
l pon the sides f Latmos was outspread .. 155
Upstood the hoar unconscious walls, bisson
and bare ........... ................

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Victorious men of earth, no more
Vital spark of heavenly flame !
Woke from your misty nests-instinctive

wake ..
Walk in St. Mark's, the time, the ample

space .... Warriors and chiefs ! should the shaft or the sword .......

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........ 504 We are Lilies fair......

133 We are slumberous Poppies..................

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Wee, modest, crimson-tipped flower......... 485
Welcome, wild Northeaster .. ......... 236
We live in deeds, not years in thoughts,

not breaths .....
Well may sleep present us fictions...
Well, then, I now do plainly.ee ............
Wepen both yong and old in al that i
We wandered to the pine forest ......
We watched him while the moonlight ......
What art thou, Mighty One, and where thy
seat? ...

311 What beck’ning ghost, along the moonlight shade ...

....... 289 What else is love, but the most noble, pure affection...

. . . ........... ..... 400 What first inspired a bard of old to sing... 44 What hidest thou in thy treasure-caves and

cells? ....... What I am I must not show What is so shrill a silent tears? What needs my Shakespeare for his honoured bones ......

............... 2 What next? A tuft of eveni primroses... What of the night, ho! Watcher there...... 72 What poweriul charms my streais do bring 405 What's hallowed ground? tas earth a clod 114 What sports do you see in the forest ? ....... 416 What ti ee is sent receive in-buxomnesse .. 83 What, then, is taste butthose internal powers 97 What wondrous life is this I lead !........... 91 When Britain first, at Heaven's command .. 207 Whence comes my love, oh, heart, disclose ? 245 When chapman billies leave the street ....... 333 When coldi ess wraps this suffering clay ... 504 When first, beloved, in vanished hours...... 272 When Israel, of the Lord beloved............ 491

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When love with unconfined wings .............
When maidens such as Hester die...........
When Phæbus lifts his head out of the

winter's wave ....
When she lieth on her bed
When the British warrior Queen...........
When the lamp is shattered
When the sheep are in the fauld, when the

cow, come hame .......
When the tem, est 's at the loudest .........
When thy beauty appears.......
When to ihe sessions of sweet silent thought
When with a serious musing I behold ......
When words are weak, and foes encount-

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Wherelore rejoice? What conquest brings
he home?

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Where is this fellow ?........
Where is your master?
Where lies the land to which yon ship must
go? .......

........ 310 Where shall the lover rest.......

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Where will they stop, those breathing Powers 109
While clouds on high are riding ... ..... 213
While the dawn on the mountain was misty
and gray... ...................................,

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Whirl, whirl, fleet wheel, your ringing round
Who has not heard of the Vale of Cashmere 60
Who says, the wan autumnal sun
Whose is yon dawning form....

170 Who s there?

390 Whos there? what light is that? wherefore

cm'st thou? .....
Why so pale and wan, fond lover?...
Why so stately, maiden fair. ....

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Why weep ye by the ride, ladie ?
Will ye go to the Indies, my Mary.... 261
Wilt thou forget the happy hours ......
With fingers weary and worn .....
Within that awful volume lies.......

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Within the centre of the earth...
With little here to do or see......
With sacrifice before the rising morn.........
With thee conversing I forget all time......
With the hoary Shape a fresh tongue pleads
Wood men, shepheros, come away... ...
Ye banks and braes and streams around ...
Ye distant spires, ye antique towers ........
Ye field flowers ! the gardens eclipse you,

'tis true .......
Ye learned sisters, which have oftentimes... 246
Ye Mariners of England!... ................
Ye muses, pour the p ying tear ...............
Ye Nymphs of Solyma ! begin the song ... 478
Yes, it was the mountain echo...
Yesterday the sullen year....
Yet once more, () ye laurels and once more 281
Ye viewless minstrels of the sky! .....
Ye who know the reason, tell me .....
You gentlemen of England ........
You know, we trench stormed Ratisbon... 77
Young Ben he was a nice young man ......
You re strangely proud ....................
Your father was an onest country farmer... 402
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