Stanza April 1814, 485 Tower of Famine, The, 559 Triumph of Life, The, 474 UGOLINO, 685 from a Translation of the Marseillaise Hymn, Unrisen Splendour, 567 Summer and Winter, 559 shire, 487 Sun, Homer's Hymn to, 618 Unsatisfied Desire, 505 VARIATION of the Lyric to the Moon, 532 Verses on a Cat, 661 Vine amid Ruins, The, 520 Virgil's Tenth Eclogue, From, 637 Evening, Churchyard, Lechlade, Gloucester- Visitations of Calm Thoughts, 531 Sunset, The, 490 Vita Nuova of Dante, Fragment adapted from Viviani, Emilia, To, 570 WANDERER, A, 588 TALE of Society, A, as it is: From Facts, 1811, Wandering Jew, Fragment from the, 662 679 Untold, A, 532 "Tasso," Scene from, 512; Song for, 513 The Fight was o'er, 505 Thoughts in Solitude, 505 Time, 569 Long Past, 566 To Death: "Death! where is thy victory?" 664 To Mary here," 508 Tomb of Memory, The, 531 Weariness, 566 West Wind, Ode to the, 526 Witch of Atlas, The, 374 Woodman and the Nightingale, The, 515 YEAR, Dirge for the, 568 ZUCCA, The, 591 INDEX OF FIRST LINES' A CAT in distress, 661 A gentle story of two lovers young, 530 A widow bird sate mourning, 474 A woodman whose rough heart was out of tune, Ah! faint are her limbs, and her footstep is Alas, good friend, what profit can you see, 561 Amid the desolation of a city, 559 And can'st thou mock mine agony, thus calm, And earnest to explore within-around, 639 And like a dying lady, lean and pale, 558 And Peter Bell, when he had been, 355 And that I walk thus proudly crowned withal, And the green Paradise which western waves, As a violet's gentle eye, 532 BEAR Witness, Erin! when thine injured isle, 681 Beside the dimness of the glimmering sea, 151 Bright wanderer, fair coquette of heaven, 598 CALM art thou as yon sunset! swift and strong, Chameleons feed on light and air, 527 DARES the lama, most fleet of the sons of the Dar'st thou amid the varied multitude, 663 Death is here and death is there, 558 Do evil deeds thus quickly come to end, 333 EAGLE! why Soarest thou above that tomb, 634 1 Including the first lines of some Lyrics which appear in the longer poems. Here, oh, here, 283 Her hair was brown, her sphered eyes were Her voice did quiver as we parted, 503 His face was like a snake's-wrinkled and Honey from silkworms who can gather, 505 How, my dear Mary, are you critic-bitten, 374 How sweet it is to sit and read the tales, 531 How wonderful is Death, 1 How wonderful is Death, 70 I AM as a spirit who has dwelt, 531 I am drunk with the honey wine, 532 I arise from dreams of thee, 527. I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, 542 I dreamed that, as I wandered by the way, 553 I faint, I perish with my love! I grow, 588 I hated thee, fallen tyrant! I did groan, 489 I loved-alas! our life is love, 513 I pant for the music which is divine, 587 I rode one evening with Count Maddalo, 233 I sate beside the steersman then, and, gazing, If I esteemed you less, Envy would kill, 57 Inter marmoreas Leonora pendula colles, tor Is not to-day enough? Why do I peer, 531 It is the day when all the sons of God, 577 Month after month the gathered rains descend, Now the last day of many days, 595 O BACCHUS, what a world of toil, both now, O happy Earth! reality of Heaven, 33 6:21 O mighty mind, in whose deep stream this age, 520 O pillow cold and wet with tears, 528 O thou immortal deity, 589 O thou, who plumed with strong desire, 554 O universal mother, who dost keep, 619 O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's O world! O life! O time, 573 Offspring of Jove, Calliope, once more, 619 Oh! there are spirits of the air, 488 Old winter was gone, 584 On the brink of the night and the morning, 272 Once, early in the morning, 681 Once more descend, 504 One sung of thee who left the tale untold, 532 PALACE-roof of cloudless nights, 525 Pan loved his neighbour Echo-but that child, People of England, ye who toil and groan, 523 Perhaps the only comfort which remains, 244 RARELY, rarely, comest thou, 571 Reach me that handkerchief!- My brain is Returning from its daily quest, my Spirit, 640 SACRED Goddess, Mother Earth, 552 She comes not; yet I left her even now, 323 She saw me not-she heard me not-alone, 194 Silver key of the fountain of tears, 500 The keen stars were twinkling, 597 The odour from the flower is gone, 508 The old man took the oars, and soon the bark, The pale stars are gone, 283 The pale, the cold, and the moony smile, 487 The season was the childhood of sweet June, The serpent is shut out from paradise, 573 The starlight smile of children, the sweet looks, 114 The sun is set; the swallows are asleep, 584 The transport of a fierce and monstrous glad. The viewless and invisible Consequence, 566 The waters are flashing, 570 The wind has swept from the wide atmosphere, The world is dreary, 529 The world is now our dwelling-place, 503 490 There was a little lawny islet, 598 There was a Power in this sweet place, 535 These are two friends whose lives were un- They die--the dead return not 292 Those whom nor power, nor lying faith, nor Thou art fair, and few are fairer, 528 Thou art the wine whose drunkenness is all, Thou supreme Goddess! by whose power Thou wert not, Cassius, and thou couldst not Thou wert the morning star among the living, Three days the flowers of the garden fair, 536 Thy dewy looks sink in my breast, 485 "Tis midnight now-athwart the murky air, "Tis the terror of tempest. sail, 539 To the deep, to the deep, 268 The rags of the To thirst and find no fill-to wail and wander, Tremble Kings despised of man, 676 "Twas at the season when the Earth upsprings, 214 'Twas dead of the night, when I sat in my UNFATHOMABLE Sea! whose waves are years, Unrisen splendour of the brightest sun, 567 WAKE the serpent not-lest he, 532 We meet not as we parted, 598 We strew these opiate flowers, 433 Weep not, my gentle boy; he struck but me, Were it not a sweet refuge, Emily, 418 What is that joy which serene infancy, 418 What think you the dead are, 244 What thoughts had sway o'er Cythna's lonely What was the shriek that struck fancy's ear, 674 When the last hope of trampled France had When winds that move not its calm surface Where art thou, beloved To-morrow, 588 38 Whose is the love that, gleaming through the Why is it said thou canst not live, 678 581 Wilt thou forget the happy hours, 508 YE congregated powers of heaven, who share, 273 Ye Dorian woods and waves lament aloud, 636 Ye who intelligent the third heaven move, 637 Yes! all is past-swift time has fled away, 674 THE END Printed by R. & R. 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