Comfort thee, O thou mourner, yet awhile! L 444 Comrades, leave me here a little, while as yet 'tis early morn, T 488 Consider the sea's listless chime, R 779 Contemplate all this work of Time, T 512 Could Juno's self more sovereign presence wear, R 798 Could we forget the widow's hour, T 504 Could you not drink her gaze like wine? R 777 "Courage!" he said, and pointed toward the land, T 472 Creep into thy narrow bed, Ar 764 Crouch'd on the pavement, close by Belgrave Square, Ar 762 Days dawn on us that make amends for many, Sw 907 Day set on Norham's castled steep, Sc 114 Dear and great angel, wouldst thou only leave, RB 631 Dear child of nature! let them rail, W 46 Dear friend, far off, my last desire, T 513 Dear, had the world in its caprice, RB 630 Dear, near and true no true Time himself, T 539 Death stands above me, whispering low, L 456 Death, what hast thou to do with one for whom, Sw 909 Deep in the shady sadness of a vale, K 410 Dost thou look back on what hath been, T 506 Do you remember me? or are you proud? L 441 Each eve earth falleth down the dark, M 861 Earth has not anything to show more fair, W 31 Earth, ocean, air, beloved brotherhood! Sh 276 Eat thou and drink; tomorrow thou shalt die, R 803 Echoes we: listen! Sh 314 Ere on my bed my limbs I lay, C 98 Eternal hatred I have sworn against, L 457 Eternal Spirit of the chainless Mind, B 206 Ethereal minstrel! pilgrim of the sky, W 58 Even as a child, of sorrow that we give, R 797 Even in a palace, life may be led well, Ar 761 Ever let the fancy roam, K 390 Father! the little girl we see, L 437 Fear death? to feel the fog in my throat, RB 667 Fiend, I defy thee! with a calm fixed mind, Sh 303 Fire is in the flint: true, once a spark escapes, RB 681 First pledge our Queen this solemn night, T 517 First time he kissed me, he but only kissed, EBB 563 Five years have passed; five summers with the length, W 9 Flow down, cold rivulet, to the sea, T 494 Flowers I never fancied, jewel I profess you! RB 674 Flower in the crannied wall, T 541 For many, many days together, M 825 Friend of the wise! and teacher of the good, Friends! hear the words my wandering thoughts would say, L 457 From child to youth; from youth to arduous man, R 802 From eve to morn, from morn to parting night, L 440 From heavy dreams fair Helen rose, Sc 105 From low to high doth dissolution climb, W 57 From Sterling Castle we had seen, W 39 From the ends of the earth, from the ends of the earth, Sh 307 From the forests and highlands, Sh 346 Get thee behind me. Even as, heavy-curled, Give honor unto Luke Evangelist, R 804 380 Glory of warrior, glory of orator, glory of song, T 540 God said, Let there be light! and there was light, R 778 Goethe in Weimar sleeps, and Greece, Ar 713 Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill, Ar 741 Go from me, yet I feel that I shall stand, EBB 556 Gold on her head and gold on her feet, M 834 Go not, happy day, T 520 Good, to forgive, RB 677 Great men have been among us; hands that penned, W 33 Great Michelangelo, with age grown bleak, R 807 Great spirits row on earth are sojourning, K 373 Green fields of England! wheresoe'er, Cl 700 Grow old along with me, RB 659 Had I but plenty of roney, money enough and to spare, RB 619 Had she come all the way for this? M 836 Se 159 Hail to thee, blithe spirit, Sh 344 Half a league, half a league, T 518 Harken, thou craggy ocean pyramid! K 389 Harp of the north, farewell! The hills grow dark, Sc 160 Hast thou a charm to stay the morning star, C 96 Hast thou seen with flash incessant, W 55 Have you not noted in some family, R 796 Heap cassia, sandal-buds, and stripes, RB 568 Hear, sweet spirit, hear the spell, C 73 Heavenborn Helen, Sparta's queen, R 789 He clasps the crag with crooked hands, T 514 He held no dream worth waking: so he said, Sw 910 He is gone on the mountain, Sc 160 Here begins the sea that ends not till the world's end. Where we stand, Sw 906 Here is a story, shall stir you! Stand up, Greeks dead and gone, RB 679 His soul fared forth as from the deep home grove, R 812 Ho! is there any will ride with me, M 838 Home they brought her warrior dead, T 499 Honey-flowers to the honey-comb, R 809 Hope evermore and believe, O man, for e'en as thy thought, Cl 698 How changed is here each spot man makes or fills, År 757 How clear, how keen, how marvellously bright, W 55 How do I love thee? Let me count the ways, EBB 564 How fever'd is the man, who cannot look, K 423 How long in his damp trance young Juan lay, B 244 How many bards gild the lapses of time, K 373 How many voices gaily sing, L 443 I am a painter who cannot paint, RB 581 am not as these are," the poet saith, R 804 I am not one who much or oft delight, W 49 I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! RB 644 I am that which began, Sw 882 I am thine harp between thine hands, () mother! Sw 887 Ianthe! you are called to cross the sea! L 431 I arise from dreams of thee, Sh 299 I ask not that my bed of death, Ar 765 I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers Sh 343 I built my soul a lordly pleasure-house, T 468 I Catherine am a Douglas born, R 812 I come from haunts of coot and hern, T 518 I come to visit thee again, L 442 I could have painted pictures like that youth's, RB 608 I did not look upon her eyes, R 780 I dreamed that, as I wandered by the way, I envy not in any moods, T 503 I fear thy kisses, gentle maiden, Sh 345 If I leave all for thee, wilt thou exchange, If it is thou whose casual hand withdraws, If love were what the rose is, Sw 874 If one could have that little head of hers, RB 667 I met a traveller from an antique land, Sh 293 In a coign of the cliff between lowland and highland, Sw 889 In a drear-nighted December, K 389 I never gave a lock of hair away. EBB 558 Inland, within a hollow vale I stood, W 32 In love, if love be ours, T 524 In our museum galleries, R 783 In the bare midst of Anglesey they show, Ar 762 In the deserted, moon-blanch'd street, Ar 721 In the sweet shire of Cardigan, W 6 In the white-flowered hawthorn brake, M 855 In this lone, open glade I lie, Ar 724 In those sad words I took farewell, T 506 In youth from rock to rock I went, W 34 445 I plucked a honeysuckle where, R 788 I read, before my eyelids dropped their shade, T 474 I said: "Nay, pluck not, let the first fruit be," R 305 I said - Then dearest, since 'tis so, RB 634 I sate beside a sage's bed, Sh 310 I sat with love upon a woodside well, R 799 I saw again the spirits on a day, Cl 69 I see thine image through my tears tonight, EBB 561 I send my heart up to thee, all my heart, RB 596 I shiver, spirit fierce and bold, W 36 I sing the fates of Gebir. He had dwelt, L 425 I sing to him that rests below, T 502 Is it indeed so? If I lay here dead, EBB 560 I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he, RB 603 Is thy face like thy mother's, my fair child, B 189 I stood in Venice on the Bridge of Sighs, B 234 I stood on Brocken's sovran height, and saw, C 93 I stood within the Coliseum's wall, B 231 I strove with none: for none was worth my strife, L 456 Italia, mother of the souls of men, Sw 907 It fortifies my soul to know, Cl 702 I thank all who have loved me in their hearts, EBB 564 I think of thee! my thoughts do twine and bud, EBB 561 I thought of thee, my partner and my guide, W 57 I thought once how Theocritus had sung, EBB 555 It is a beauteous evening, calm and free, W 31 It is an ancient mariner, C 73 It is not sweet content, be sure, Cl 694 It is not to be thought of that the flood, W 33 It is the first mild day of March, W 8 It keeps eternal whisperings around, K 380 I travelled among unkrown men, W 15 It was a lovely sight to see, C 84 It was roses, roses all the way, RB 633 I waited for the train at Coventry, T 492 I wandered lonely as a cloud, W 43 I was thy neighbor once, thou rugged pile, W Like labor-laden moonclouds faint to flee, R 799 Like the ghost of a dear friend dead, Sh 348 Live thy life, T 553 Lo, from our loitering ship a new land at last to be seen, M 863 Lo, here is God, and there is God! Cl 689 Long fed on boundless hopes, O race of man, Ar 762 Look in my face; my name is Might-havebeen, R 807 Lord of days and nights, that hear thy word of wintry warning, Sw 908 Lord of the Celtic dells, L 438 Love is and was my lord and king, T 513 Love is enough: ho ye who seek saving, M 859 Love's priestess, mad with pain and joy of song, Sw 895 Love thou thy land, with love far-brought, T 480 Love to his singer held a glistening leaf, R 801 Low was our pretty cot, our tallest rose, C 69 Lo, when we wade the tangled wood, M 864 Lo! where the four mimosas blend their shade, L 432 Maid of Athens, ere we part, B 170 Master of the murmuring courts, R 786 Moderate tasks and moderate leisure, Ar 714 Mont Blanc is the monarch of mountains, B 215 Most sweet it is with unuplifted eyes, W 61 Music, when soft voices die, Sh 358 My briar that smelledst sweet, L 432 My coursers are fed with the lightning, Sh 319 My father was a scholar and knew Greek, RB 684 My first thought was, he lied in every word, RB 641 My future will not copy fair my past, EBB 564 My good blade carves the casques of men, T 493 My hair is gray but not with years, B 206 My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains, K 408 My heart leaps up when I behold, W 26 My love has talk'd with rocks and trees, T 509 My love, this is the bitterest, that thou, RB 626 My own Beloved, who hast lifted me, EBB 560 My poet, thou canst touch on all the notes, My sister! my sweet sister! if a name, B 210 Nay, but you, who do not love her, RB 605 Nay traveller! rest. This lonely yew tree stands, W 4 Never the time and the place, RB 681 No, great Dome of Agrippa, thou art not Nor happiness, nor majesty, nor fame, Sb 358 Now Morning from her orient chamber came, No, my own Love of other years! L 441 Not as with sundering of the earth, Sw 869 Not by one measure may'st thou mete our love, R 798 Nothing so difficult as a beginning, B 253 Not I myself know all my love for thee, R 798 Not that the earth is changing, O my God, R 778 Now, sometimes in my sorrow shut, T 503 Now fades the last long streak of snow, T 511 Nuns fret not at their convents' narrow room, W 48 Oh! there are spirits of the air, Sh 275 Oh yes! they love through all this world of ours, EBB 563 Oh! young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Sc 141 O June, Ó June, that we desired so, M 854 "Old things need not be therefore true," Cl 700 O let me love my love unto myself alone, Cl 704 O, let the solid ground, T 519 O living will that shalt endure, T 513 O lord of all compassionate control, R 794 O lyric Love, half angel and half bird, RB 668 O muse that swayest the sad northern song, M 864 On a battle-trumpet's blast, Sh 310 On a poet's lips I slept, Sh 310 Once did she hold the glorious earth in fee, W 31 Once in a golden hour, T 539 Once more the changed year's turning wheel returns, R 805 Once more upon the waters! yet once more, B 189 One day, it thundered and lightened, RB 680 One flame-winged brought a white-winged harp-player, R 794 On either side the river lie, T 462 One lesson, Nature, let me learn of thee, CI 708 One morn before me were three figures seen, K 405 One word is too often profaned, Sh 368 One year ago my path was green, L 441 536 O Rome! my country! city of the soul, B 236 O set us down together in some place, M 850 Or shall I say, vain word, false thought, Cl 694 O ship, ship, ship, Cl 702 O sleep, it is a gentle thing, C 77 O soft embalmer of the still midnight, K 423 O solitude! if I must with thee dwell, K 372 O sorrow, K 386 O sorrow, cruel fellowship, T 500 O sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! K 385 O stream descending to the sea, Cl 702 O swallow, swallow, flying, flying south, T 498 O that I now, I too were, Sw 868 O that 'twere possible, T 523 Others abide our question. Thou art free, Ar 708 O thou that after toil and storm, T 504 O thou! whose fancies from afar are brought, O thou whose image on the shrine, Cl 699 K 382 O thou, wild fancy, check thy wing! No more, C 66 Our gaieties, our luxuries, C1 695 Our hided vessels in their pitchy round, I. 427 Our spoil is won, Sh 331 Out of my way! Off! or my sword may strike thee, L 452 Overhead the tree-tops meet, RB 591 Over the sea our galleys went, RB 568 O woman! in our hours of ease, Sc 156 O ye, all ye that walk in Willowwood, R 800 Pansies, lilies, kingcups, daisies, W 27 Pardon, oh pardon, that my soul should make, EBB 563 Past ruin'd l'ion Helen lives, L 431 Pray but one prayer for me 'twixt thy closed lips, M 827 Proud Maisie is in the wood, Sc 164 Proud word you never spoke, but you will speak, L 443 |