INDEX OF FIRST LINES A CAT in distress, iv. 267. A gentle story of two lovers young, iv. 92. A Hater he came and sat by a ditch, iv. 96. A star has fallen upon the earth, iii. 432. A woodman, whose rough heart was out of tune, iii. 407. Accused, do you persist in your denial? ii. 293. Ah! faint are her limbs, and her footstep is weary, iv. 286. Ah, sister! Desolation is a delicate thing, ii. 115. Alas for Liberty! iii. 150. Alas! good friend, what profit can you see, iii. 322. All touch, all eye, all ear, i. 48. Ambition, power and avarice now have hurled, iv. 289. And canst thou mock mine agony, thus calm, iv. 296. - around, iv. 200. And ever as he went he swept a lyre, iii. 430. And, if my grief should still be dearer to me, iv. 42. And that I walk thus proudly crowned withal, iv. 106. And where is truth? On tombs ? for such to thee, iv. 105. And who feels discord now or sorrow? iv. 98. An old, mad, blind, despised and dying king, iii. 229. Arethusa arose, iii. 286. Ariel to Miranda : — Take, iii. 362. Arise, arise, arise! iii. 238. Art thou indeed forever gone, iv. 301. Away! the moor is dark beneath the moon, iii. 163. Bear witness, Erin! when thine injured isle, iv. 315. Breathe low, low, iii. 112. Bright ball of flame that through the gloom of even, Bright clouds float in heaven, ii. 171. Bright wanderer, fair coquette of heaven, iv. 91. iv. 325. Bring forth the prisoner Bastwick; let the clerk, iv. 33. Brothers! between you and me, iv. 313. "Buona notte, buona notte!" come mai, iii. 324. By the mossy brink, iv. 308. Calm art thou as yon sunset! swift and strong, i. 222. Chameleons feed on light and air, iii. 234. Come, be happy! -sit near me, iii. 218. Come hither, my sweet Rosalind, ii. 3. Come, thou awakener of the spirit's ocean, iv. 89. Corpses are cold in the tomb, iii. 225. Could Arethuse to her forsaken urn, iii. 431. Dares the lama, most fleet of the sons of the wind, iv. 303. Dark flood of time! i. 383. Darkness has dawned in the East, iii. 152. Dar'st thou amid the varied multitude, iv. 273. Daughters of Jove, whose voice is melody, iv. 147. Dear home, thou scene of earliest hopes and joys, iv. 77. Dearest, best and brightest, iii. 433. Death is here, and death is there, iii. 316. Death! where is thy victory? iv. 274. Do evil deeds thus quickly come to end? ii. 289. Do you not hear the Aziola cry? iii. 345. Eagle! why soarest thou above that tomb? iv. 189. Echoes we listen! ii. 125. England, farewell! Thou, who hast been my cradle, iv. 37. Ever as now with Love and Virtue's glow, iv. 322. Faint with love, the Lady of the South, iv. 92. Fairest of the Destinies, iii. 431. "Fairy! "The Spirit said, i. 22. False friend, wilt thou smile or weep, ii. 309. Far, far away, O ye, iii. 335. Flourishing vine, whose kindling clusters glow, iv. 90. For me, my friend, if not that tears did tremble, iv. 84. For my dagger is bathed in the blood of the brave, iv. 270. From the cities where from caves, ii. 335. From the ends of the earth, from the ends of the earth, ii. 103. From unremembered ages we, ii. 111. Gather, oh, gather, iii. 423. Ghosts of the dead! have I not heard your yelling, iv. 279. Goddess bare, and gaunt, and pale, iii. 34. Good-night? ah, no! the hour is ill, iii. 324. Grant me your patience, Gentlemen and Boars, iii. 25. Great Spirit whom the sea of boundless thought, iv. 107. Hail to thee, blithe Spirit! iii. 270. Hail to thee, Cambria! for the unfettered wind, iv. 333. Hast thou not seen, officious with delight, iv. 239. He came like a dream in the dawn of life, iv. 41. He fell, thou sayest, beneath his conqueror's frown, ii. 152. Hell is a city much like London, ii. 355. "Here lieth One whose name was writ on water!" iv. 84. Here, oh, here! ii. 169. Her hair was brown, her spherèd eyes were brown, iii. 407. He wanders, like a day-appearing dream, iv. 104. Hic sinu fessum caput hospitali, iv. 268. His face was like a snake's wrinkled and loose, iv. 96. How gently slumber rests upon her face, ii. 303. How, my dear Mary, are you critic-bitten, ii. 385. How stern are the woes of the desolate mourner, iv. 285. How swiftly through heaven's wide expanse, iv. 284. How wonderful is Death, iii. 373. I am as a spirit who has dwelt, iv. 97. I am drunk with the honey wine, iv. 93. I arise from dreams of thee, iii. 242. I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, iii. 267. I could stand, iv. 315. I dreamed that, as I wandered by the way, iii. 293. I dreamed that Milton's spirit rose, and took, iv. 85. I faint, I perish with my love! I grow, iv. 103. I fear thy kisses, gentle maiden, iii. 286. I had once a lovely dream, iv. 260. I hated thee, fallen tyrant! I did groan, iii. 171. I love thee, Baby! for thine own sweet sake, iii. 160. I loved-alas! our life is love, iii. 413. I met a traveller from an antique land, iii. 201. I sing the glorious Power with azure eyes, iv. 145. I stood within the city disinterred, iii. 309. I was an infant when my mother went, i. 56. |