And, not in vain embodied to the sight, iv. 102 And shall, the Pontiff asks, profaneness flow, iv. 94 And what is Penance with her knotted thong, iv. 110
And what melodious sounds at times prevail, iv. 102
An Orpheus! an Orpheus! yes, Faith may grow bold, ii 183 Another year! - another deadly blow! iii. 81
-to register; a key, iv. 287
A Pilgrim, when the summer day, ii. 66
A plague on your languages, German and Norse, iv. 241 A pleasant music floats along the Mere, iv. 92 A Poet! He hath put his heart to school, ii. 383 A point of life between my Parents' dust, iv. 186 Army of Clouds! ye winged Host in troops, ii. 255 A Rock there is whose homely front, ii. 239
A Roman Master stands on Grecian ground, iii. 85 Around a wild and woody hill, iii. 146
Arran! a single-crested Teneriffe, iv. 204 Art thou a Statist, in the van, iv. 243
Art thou the bird whom Man loves best, ii. 49
As faith thus sanctified the warrior's crest, iv. 104 As indignation mastered grief, my tongue, iii. 224 As leaves are to the tree whereon they grow, iv. 330 A slumber did my spirit seal, ii. 130
As often as I murmur here, ii. 63
As star that shines dependent upon star, iv. 139
As the cold aspect of a sunless way, ii. 359
A Stream, to mingle with your favorite Dee, ii. 372
A sudden conflict rises from the swell, iv. 135
As, when a storm hath ceased, the birds regain, iv. 76
As with the Stream our voyage we pursue, iv. 96
At early dawn, or rather when the air, ii. 364
A Traveller on the skirt of Sarum's Plain, i. 53
A trouble, not of clouds, or weeping rain, iii. 276
At the corner of Wood Street, when daylight appears, ii. 182 Avaunt all specious pliancy of mind, iii. 102
A voice, from long-expecting thousands sent, iv. 133
A volant Tribe of Bards on earth are found, ii. 341
Avon, -a precious, an immortal name! iii. 291
A weight of awe, not easy to be borne, iv. 220
A whirl-blast from behind the hill, ii. 22
A winged Goddess, clothed in vesture wrought, iii. 139
A youth too certain of his power to wade, iv. 200
Bard of the Fleece, whose skilful genius made, ii. 330 Beaumont! it was thy wish that I should rear, ii. 322 Before I see another day, i. 288
Before the world had passed her time of youth, iv. 336 Begone, thou fond presumptuous Elf, ii. 23 Beguiled into forgetfulness of care, iv. 313
Behold an emblem of our human mind, v. 86
Behold a pupil of the monkish gown, iv. 89 Behold her, single in the field, iii. 19 Behold, within the leafy shade, i. 188
Beloved Vale! I said, when I shall con, ii. 322 Beneath the concave of an April sky, ii. 245 Beneath these fruit-tree boughs that shed, ii. 38 Beneath yon eastern ridge, the craggy bound, v. 73 Be this the chosen site; the virgin sod, iv. 153 Between two sister moorland rills, ii. 60 Bishops and Priests, blessed are ye, if deep, iv. 138 Black Demons hovering o'er his mitred head, iv. 97 Blest is this Isle, our native Land, v. 30
Blest Statesman he, whose Mind's unselfish will, iv. 325 Bold words affirmed, in days when faith was strong, iv. 197 Brave Schill! by death delivered, take thy flight, iii. 96 Bright Flower! whose home is everywhere, iv. 246 Broken in fortune, but in mind entire, iv. 202 Brook and road, ii. 125
Brook! whose society the poet seeks, ii. 362 Bruges I saw attired with golden light, iii. 136 But here no cannon thunders to the gale, iii. 269 But liberty, and triumphs on the Main, iv. 152 But, to outweigh all harm, the sacred Book, iv. 116 But, to remote Northumbria's royal Hall, iv. 82
But what if one, through grove or flowery mead, iv. 87 But whence came they who for the Saviour Lord, iv. 105 By a blest Husband guided, Mary came, v. 144
By antique Fancy trimmed, though lowly, bred. iii. 154 By Art's bold privilege Warrior and War-horse stand, ii. 885 By chain yet stronger must the Soul be tied, iv. 144
By Moscow self-devoted to a blaze, iii. 109
By playful smiles, alas! too oft, v. 146
By such examples moved to unbought pains, iv. 88 By their floating mill, ii. 64
By vain affections unenthralled, v. 145
Call not the royal Swede unfortunate, iii. 97 Calm as an under-current, strong to draw, iv. 134 Calm is all nature as a resting wheel, i. 2
Calm is the fragrant air, and loth to lose, iv. 160 Calvert! it must not be unheard by them, ii. 342 Change me, some God, into that breathing rose! iii. 232 Chatsworth! thy stately mansion, and the pride, ii. 380 Child of loud-throated War! the mountain Stream, iii. 21 Child of the clouds! remote from every taint, iii. 249 Clarkson! it was an obstinate hill to climb, iii. 86 Closing the sacred Book which long has fed, iv. 148 Clouds, lingering yet, extend in solid bars, iii. 88 Coldly we spake. The Saxons, overpowered, iv. 93 Come ye, who, if (which Heaven avert!) the Land, iii. 80 Companion! by whose buoyant spirit cheered, iii. 189
Complacent Fictions were they, yet the same, iii. 205
Dark and more dark the shades of evening fell, ii. 349 Darkness surrounds us; seeking, we are lost, iv. 75 Days passed, and Monte Calvo would not clear, iii. 208 Days undefiled by luxury or sloth, iv. 328
Dear be the Church, that, watching o'er the needs, iv. 141 Dear Child of Nature, let them rail, ii. 220
Dear Fellow-travellers! think not that the Muse, iii. 135 Dear native regions, I foretell, i. 1
Dear Relics! from a pit of vilest mould, iii. 117
Dear to the Loves, and to the Graces vowed, iv. 189
Deep is the lamentation! not alone, iv. 115
Degenerate Douglas! O the unworthy Lord! iii. 28
Departed Child! I could forget thee once, i. 302 Departing Summer hath assumed, iv. 284 Deplorable his lot who tills the ground, iv. 100 Desire we past illusions to recall, iv. 197
Desponding Father! mark this altered bough, ii. 359 Despond who will, I heard a voice exclaim, iv. 203 Destined to war from very infancy, v. 140
Did pangs of grief for lenient Time too keen, iv. 200 Discourse was deemed Man's noblest attribute, iv. 257 Dishonored Rock and Ruin! that, by law, iii. 280 Dogmatic Teachers, of the snow-white fur, ii. 362 Doomed as we are our native dust, iii. 147
Doubling and doubling with laborious walk, iii. 283
Down a swift stream, thus far, a bold design, iv. 135
Dread hour! when, upheaved by war's sulphurous blast, ui.156
Driven in by Autumn's sharpening air, i. 373
Earth has not anything to show more fair, ii. 365
Eden! till now thy beauty had I viewed, iv. 216
Emperors and Kings, how oft have temples rung, iii. 119
England! the time is come when thou shouldst wean, iii. 77 Enlightened Teacher, gladly from thy hand, ii. 392
Enough! for see, with dim association, iv. 105
Enough of climbing toil!- Ambition treads, iv. 281 Enough of garlands, of the Arcadian crook, iii. 282
Enough of rose-bud lips, and eyes, v. 56
Ere the Brothers through the gateway, v. 36
Ere with cold beads of midnight dew, i. 275
Ere yet our course was graced with social trees, iii. 252 Eternal Lord! eased of a cumbrous load, iii. 222
Ethereal minstrel! pilgrim of the sky, ii. 195
Even as a dragon's eye that feels the stress, ii. 358
Even so for me a Vision sanctified, ii. 338
Even such the contrast that, where'er we move, iv. 126 Even while I speak, the sacred roofs of France, iv. 151 Excuse is needless when with love sincere, ii. 332
Failing impartial measure to dispense, ii. 390
Fair Ellen Irwin, when she sat, iii. 11
Fair Lady! can I sing of flowers, ii. 56
Fair Land! Thee all men greet with joy; how few, i 224 Fair Prime of life! were it enough to gild, ii. 346 Fair Star of evening, Splendor of the west, iii. 64 Fallen, and diffused into a shapeless heap, iii. 265 Fame tells of groves, - from England far away, ii. 370 Fancy, who leads the pastimes of the glad, ii. 17 Farewell, thou little Nook of mountain-ground, i. 266 Far from my dearest Friend, 't is mine to rove, i. 3 Far from our home by Grasmere's quiet lake, v. 1 Father! to God himself we cannot give, iv. 141 Fear hath a hundred eyes that all agree, iv. 125 Feel for the wrongs to universal ken, iv. 331 Festivals have I seen that were not names, iii. 67 Fit retribution, by the moral code, iv. 336
Five years have past; five summers, with the length, ii. 186 Flattered with promise of escape, iv. 294
Fly, some kind Harbinger, to Grasmere dale, iii. 36
Fond words have oft been spoken to thee, Sleep, ii. 328 For action born, existing to be tried, iii. 210 Forbear to deem the Chronicler unwise, iii. 206 For ever hallowed be this morning fair, iv. 81 For gentlest uses, ofttimes Nature takes, iii. 149 Forgive, illustrious Country! these deep sighs, iii. 209 Forth from a jutting ridge, around whose base, ii. 16 For what contend the wise? for nothing less, iv. 117 Four fiery steeds impatient of the rein, ii. 361 From Bolton's old monastic tower, iv. 4 From early youth I ploughed the restless Main, iv. 201 From false assumption rose, and, fondly hailed, iv. 99 From Little down to Least, in due degree, iv. 142 From low to high doth dissolution climb, iv. 150 From Rite and Ordinance abused they fled, iv. 137 From Stirling Castle we had seen, iii. 29
From the Baptismal hour, through weal and woe, iv. 148
From the dark chambers of dejection freed, ii. 345
From the fierce aspect of this River, throwing, iii. 145
From the Pier's head, musing, and with increase, iii. 184
From this deep chasm, where quivering sunbeams play, iij. 858 Frowns are on every Muse's face, ii. 54
Furl we the sails, and pass with tardy oars, iv. 103
Genius of Raphael! if thy wings, ii. 260 Giordano, verily thy Pencil's skill, iv. 180 Glad sight wherever new with old, ii. 58 Glide gently, thus for ever glide, i. 19
Glory to God! and to the Power who came, iv. 158 Go back to antique ages, if thine eyes, iii. 88
Go, faithful Portrait! and where long hath knelt, ii. 382
Grant, that by this unsparing hurricane, iv. 116
Great men have been among us; hands that penned, iii. 78 Greta, what fearful listening! when huge stones, iv. 185 Grief, thou hast lost an ever-ready friend, ii. 332 Grieve for the Man who hither came bereft, iii. 215
Had this effulgence disappeared, iv. 170
Hail, orient Conqueror of gloomy Night, iii. 125
Hail to the fields, with Dwellings sprinkled o'er, iii. 256 Hail, Twilight, sovereign of one peaceful hour, ii. 356 Hail, Virgin Queen! o'er many an envious bar, iv. 122 Hail, Zaragoza! If with unwet eye, iii. 95 Happy the feeling from the bosom thrown, ii. 320 Hard task! exclaim the undisciplined, to lean, iv. 329 Hark! 't is the Thrush, undaunted, undeprest, ii. 358 Harmonious Powers with Nature work, v. 27
Harp! couldst thou venture, on thy boldest string, iv. 128 Hast thou seen, with flash incessant, v. 82
Hast thou then survived, ii. 82
Haydon! let worthier judges praise the skill, ii. 383 Here Man more purely lives, less oft doth fall, iv. 100 Here, on our native soil, we breathe once more, iii. 70 Here on their knees men swore: the stones were black, iv. 214 Here pause: the poet claims at least this praise, iii. 106 Here stood an Oak, that long had borne affixed, iii. 293 Here, where, of havoc tired and rash undoing, ii. 397
Her eyes are wild, her head is bare, i. 377
Her only pilot the soft breeze, the boat, ii. 324
High bliss is only for a higher state, i. 372
High deeds, O Germans, are to come from you, iii. 87
High in the breathless Hall the Minstrel sate, ii. 179
High is our calling, Friend!- Creative Art, ii. 344
High on a broad, unfertile tract of forest-skirted Down, 1. 725 High on her speculative tower, iii. 164
His simple truths did Andrew glean, ii. 25
Holy and heavenly Spirits as they are, iv. 124
Homeward we turn. Isle of Columba's Cell, iv. 214
Hope rules a land for ever green, ii. 233
Hope smiled when your nativity was cast, iv. 211
Hopes, what are they? - Beads of morning, v. 79
How art thou named? In search of what strange land, ii. 373 How beautiful the Queen of Night, n high, v. 28
How beautiful when up a lofty height, i. 359 How beautiful your presence, how benign, iv. 84 How blest the Maid whose heart- yet free, iii. 168 How clear, how keen, how marvellously bright, ii. 351 How disappeared he? Ask the newt and toad, iii. 288 How fast the Marian death-list is unrolled, iv. 120 How profitless the relics that we cull, iii. 295 How richly glows the water's breast, i. 18
How rich that forehead's calmn expanse, i. 282
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