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Tale of the secret tribunal, a, 194

of the fourteenth century, a, 213
Tales and historic scenes, 67, 190
Taliesin's prophecy, 148

Tarak, the Moorish conqueror, 77 notes
Tasso, Bernardo, sonnet from, 50

Torquato, sonnet from, 50
and his sister, 420

Goethe's, scenes from, 611

Tasso's coronation, 479-Release *421
Tempe, vale of, 31 note

Terrot, Rev. Mr, 66 note

The sainted spirit," 50

"The torrent-wave," 48

Thekla at her lover's grave, 455
Thekla's song, 364

Themes of song, the, 534

"There are sounds in the dark Ron-

cesvalles," 541

"These marble domes," 50
Theseus, the shade of, 349
"This green recess," 51

"Thou grot, whence flows," 52
"Thou, in thy morn," 50
"Thou that wouldst mark," 51
"Thou, the stern monarch," 51
"Thou who hast bled," 50

Thought from an Italian poet, 489
of home at sea, 486
of Paradise, a, 606
of the future, a, 498
of the rose, a, 518
of the sea, a, 618

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"What woke the buried sound," 563

"Where is the sea," 487

Widow of Crescentius, the, 85

Widow's son, raising of the, 602
Wife of Asdrubal, the, 97

Wild Huntsman, the, 348
Wilderness, prayer in the, 586

William the Conqueror, burial of, 375
Willow song, the, 542
Wilson, Professor, 456
Wind, voice of the, 475
Wings of the dove, the, 381
Wish, the, 519

Woman and fame, 497

on the field of battle, 462

Women of Jerusalem at the Cross, the,
599

Wood walk and hymn, 576

Wordsworth, William, 568 note

to, 422

Works of art, restoration of the, 22
World in the open air, the, 367
"Wouldst thou to love," 48
Wounded eagle, the, 480
Wreck, the, 373

"Ye are not miss'd, fair flowers," 542
Younger brother, to my, 11

Zegri maid, the, 539

INDEX OF FIRST LINES

A blessing on thy head, thou child of many hopes and fears, 502

A child beside a hamlet's fount at play, 604

A child midst ancient mountains I have stood, 601
A deep-toned lyre hung murmuring, 478

A dim and mighty minster of old time, 574

A fearless journeyer o'er the mountain-snow, 603

A glorious voice hath ceased, 585

A lyre its plaintive sweetness pour'd, 559

A mighty and a mingled throng, 493

A monarch on his deathbed lay, 423

A mournful gift is mine, my friends, 483

A requiem, and for whom, 435

A song for Israel's God! Spear, crest, and helm, 598

A song for the death-day of the brave, 425

A song was heard of old, a low sweet song, 535

A sound comes on the rising breeze, 561

A sound of music from amidst the hills, 415

A sound of woe in Salem! mournful cries, 98

A sounding step was heard by night, 476

A trumpet's note is in the sky, in the glorious Roman sky, 479
A voice from Scio's isle, 243

A voice from times departed yet floats thy hills among, 148
A voice of woe, a murmur of lament, 255

Awail was heard around the bed, the deathbed of the young, 350
A youth rode forth from his childhood's home, 477

A youth went forth to exile, from a home, 351
Again, oh send that anthem-peal again, 557
Ah cease! these fruitless tears restrain, 49
All night the booming minute-gun, 373

All the bright hues from Eastern garlands glowing, 601
Alone through gloomy forest-shades, 537
Along the star-lit Seine went music swelling, 404
Amidst the bitter tears that fall, 46
Amidst the peopled and the regal isle, 141
Amidst the thrilling leaves, thy voice, 495

Amidst those scenes, O pilgrim! seek'st thou Rome, 50
And come, ye faithful! round Messiah seen, 597
And is there glory from the heaven departed, 375
And is there sadness in thy dreams, my boy, 458
And shrink ye from the way, 430

And there they sleep, the men who stood, 251
And was thy home, pale wither'd thing, 245
And ye are strong to shelter: all meek things, 619
Another warning sound! The funeral bell, 187
Answer me, burning stars of night, 424
Answer, ye chiming waves, 511

Apropos of your illness, pray give, if you please, 139
Are ye for ever to your skies departed, 354
Arise! old Norway sends the word, 567

Art thou come from the far-off land at last, 501
As the tired voyager on stormy seas, 597

Ask'st thou my home? my pathway wouldst thou know, 364
Ave! now let prayer and music, 540

Away! though still thy sword is red, 293

Ay, warrior, arm! and wear thy plume, 490

Back then, once more to breast the waves of life, 629
Banners hung drooping from on high, 604

Bear them not from grassy dells, 556

Before the fiery sun,
242

Beings of brighter worlds, that rise at times, 114
Beside the streams of Babylon, in tears, 46.

Bird of the greenwood, 556

Bird, that art singing on Ebro's side, 540

Birds, joyous birds of the wandering wing, 434
Blessing and love be round thee still, fair boy, 520
Blessings be round it still, that gleaming fane, 603
Blessings, O Father! shower, 596

Brave spirit! mourn'd with fond regret, 55

Bride! upon thy marriage-day, 466

Brightly, brightly hast thou fled, 562

Bring flowers, young flowers, for the festal board, 362
Bring music! stir the brooding air, 554
Broods there some spirit here, 577

By a mountain-stream at rest, 566

By the blue waters, the restless ocean-waters, 627
By the dark stillness brooding in the sky, 607
By the dread and viewless powers, 145

By the mighty minster's bell, 372

By the soft green light in the woody glade, 433

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Come to the land of peace, 499
Come to the sunset tree, 494
Come to the woods, my boy, 592

Come, while in freshness and dew it lies, 367
Creature of air and light, 491

Crowning a flowery slope, it stood alone, 603

Dark chieftain of the heath and height, 506
Darkly the cloud of night comes rolling on, 558
Darkly thou glidest onward, 492

Daughter of the Italian heaven, 469

Day is past, 564

Deep, fiery clouds o'ercast the sky, 531

Divine Eliza! since the sapphire sky, 296

Doth thy heart stir within thee at the sight, 619
Down a broad river of the Western wilds, 402
Dreamer! and wouldst thou know, 498

Dream'st thou of heaven? What dreams are thine, 518
Droop not, my brothers! I hear a glad strain, 546

Eagle! this is not thy sphere, 480

Earth! guard what here we lay in holy trust, 356
Enjoy the sweets of life's luxuriant May, 52
Exempt from every grief, 'twas mine to live, 47

Fair gratitude in strain sublime, 14
Fair images of sleep, 497

Fair Tajo, thou whose calmly-flowing tide, 44
Fair vision! thou'rt from sunny skies, 517
Fair wert thou in the dreams, 249

Fallen was the house of Giafar; and its name, 417
Far are the wings of intellect astray, 621
Far away! my home is far away, 558

Far from the rustlings of the poplar bough, 617
Far through the Delphian shades, 241

Farewell, beloved and mourn'd! we miss awhile, 520
Father! guide me; day declines, 579

Father in heaven, from whom the simplest flower, 621
Father of heaven and earth, 592

Father! that in the olive shade, 487

Faunus! who lov'st the flying nymphs to chase, 299
Fear was within the tossing bark, 355
Fearfully and mournfully, 382

Fill high the blue hirlas that shines like the wave, 146
Firm be thy soul, serene in power, 299

Fling forth the proud banner of Leon again, 539
Flow on! rejoice, make music, 543

Flow, Rio Verde, 539

Flower of starry clearness bright, 610

Flowers! when the Saviour's calm benignant eye, 601
For the strength of the hills we bless thee, 588
For thou, a holy shepherdess and kind, 603
Forget them not, though now their name, 494
Fortune! why thus, where'er my footsteps tread, 48
Fount of the woods! thou art hid no more, 365
From a ruin thou art singing, 559

From the bright stars, or from the viewless air, 449
From the deep chambers of a mine, 485

From the glowing southern regions, 150

Gentle and lovely form, 462

Gloom is upon thy lonely hearth, 463

Go forth! for she is gone, 338

Go in thy glory o'er the ancient sea, 473

Go to the forest glade, 438

Go! trace th' unnumber'd streams o'er earth, 529

Green spot of holy ground, 606

Green wave the oak for ever o'er thy rest, 424

Hail! morning sun, thus early bright, 52
Happy soon we'll meet again, 2

Happy thou art, the child of one, 485

Happy were they, the mothers, in whose sight, 601
Hark! from the dim church-tower, 553

Hark! from the right bursts forth a trumpet's sound, 128
Harp of the mountain-land! sound forth again, 145
Hast thou been in the woods with the honey-bee, 506
Hast thou come with the heart of thy childhood back, 453
Haste with your torches, haste! make firelight round, 357
Hath the summer's breath on the south wind borne, 484
Have ye left the greenwood lone, 562

He passed from earth, 609

He sat in silence on the ground, 414

He shall not dread misfortune's angry mien, 48

He that in venturous barks hath been, 530

He that was dead rose up and spoke! He spoke, 002
He walk'd with God in holy joy, 495

He who proclaims that love is light and vain, 47
Heard ye the Gothic trumpet's blast, 95
Heart! that didst press forward still, 476

Her hands were clasp'd, her dark brows raised, 394
Her home is far, oh! far away, 564

Here in the dust, its strange adventures o'er, 21
High in the glowing heavens, with cloudless beams, 13
Hold me upon thy faithful heart, 561

Home of the gifted, fare thee well, 508

How can that eye, with inspiration beaming, 505

How can that love, so deep, so lone, 565

How flows thy being now? like some glad hymn, 622
How is it that before mine eyes, 487

How many a day, in various hues array'd, 12
How many blessed groups this hour are bending, 629
How many hopes were borne upon thy bier, 457
How many thousands are wakening now, 378
How much of memory dwells amidst thy bloom, 518
How shall the harp of poesy regain, 600
How strange a fate in love is mine, 45
Hush lightly tread! still tranquilly she sleeps, 572
Hush! 'tis a holy hour. The quiet room, 374
Hush'd is the world in night and sleep, 55

I am free! I have burst through my galling chain, 491

I call thee bless'd, though now the voice be fled, 461

I come down from the hills alone, 523

I come, I come! ye have call'd me long, 247

I come to thee, O earth, 471

I cry aloud, and ye shall hear my call, 138

I dream of all things free, 546

I go, I go! and must mine image fade, 382

I go, sweet friends! yet think of me, 354

I go, sweet sister! yet my heart would linger with thee fain, 548

I hate the Persian's costly pride, 298

I hear thee speak of the better land, 479

I heard a song upon the wandering wind, 554

I lay on that rock where the storms have their dwelling, 152

I lay upon the solemn plain, 295

I look'd on the field where the battle was spread, 605

I love to hear the mild and balmy hour, 3

I love to rove o'er history's page, 2

I made a mountain-brook my guide, 418

I met that image on a mirthful day, 601

I saw him at his sport erewhile, 583

I stood upon the threshold-stone, 626
I stood beside thy lonely grave, 411
I stood where the lip of song lay low, 519
I would we had not met again, 565
If e'er again my spirit be allow'd, 623
If e'er from human bliss or woe, 11

If, in thy glorious home above, 44

If it be sad to speak of treasures gone, 422

If thus thy fallen grandeur I behold, 49
If thou hast crush'd a flower, 562

If to the sighing breeze of summer hours, 51

In Genoa, when the sunset gave, 99

In sunset's light o'er Afric thrown, 368

In tears, the heart oppress'd with grief, 47

In the deep hour of dreams, 449

In the deep wilderness unseen she pray'd, 586

In the full tide of melody and mirth, 360

In the proud old fanes of England, 545

In the shadow of the Pyramid, 516

In the silence and grandeur of midnight I tread, 294

In the silence of the midnight, 450

In thy cavern-hall, 551

Io! they come, they come, 536

Is not thy heart far off amidst the woods, 359

Is there some spirit sighing, 566

It is the Rhine! our mountain-vineyards laving, 534

It is thy pity makes me weep, 563

It is written on the rose, 489

It stands where Northern willows weep, 409

It was an hour of fear and grief, 238

It was the time when children bound to meet, 391

It waved not through an Eastern sky,430
Italia! O Italia! thou so graced, 49

Italia! oh! no more Italia now, 138

Joy is upon the lonely seas, 378

Joy! the lost one is restored, 594

Know ye not when our dead, 349

Know'st thou the land where bloom the citron bowers, 547

Land of departed fame, whose classic plains, 22
Leave me not yet, though rosy skies afar, 543

Leave me, oh! leave me! unto all below, 459

Leaves have their time to fall, 375

Let the vain courtier waste his days, 49

Let the yellow mead shine for the sons of the brave, 148
Life's parting beams were in his eye, 59

Light the hills, till heaven is glowing, 150

Like thee to die, thou Sun! my boyhood's dream, 461
Like those pale stars of tempest hours, whose gleam, 599
Listen, fair maid! my song shall tell, 52
Lonely and still are now thy marble halls, 67
Look from the ancient mountains down, 609
Look on me with thy cloudless eyes, 561
Look on the white Alps round, 342
Lowliest of women and most glorified, 598
Lowly and solemn be, 585
Lowly upon his bier, 537

Majestic plant! such fairy dreams as lie, 623
Mark'd ye the mingling of the city's throng, 59
Midnight! and silence deep, 471

Midst the long reeds that o'er a Grecian stream, 552

Midst Tivoli's luxuriant glades, 85

Mighty ones, Love and Death, 510

Minstrel, whose gifted hand can bring, 19

Morn once again! morn in the lone dim cell, 568
Mother and child, whose blending tears, 410

Mother! oh sing me to rest, 541

Mountain-winds! oh whither do ye call me, 514
Mournfully, sing mournfully, 481

My battle-vow! no minster walls, 454

My child, my child, thou leav'st me! I shall hear, 408
My earliest memories to thy shores are bound, 618
My father's house once more! 605

My soul was mantled with dark shadows, born, 624

Near thee! still near thee! o'er thy pathway gliding, 538

Night, holy night! the time, 577

Night hung on Salem's towers, 606

Night sinks on the wave, 597

Night veil'd the mountain of the vine, 194

No bitter tears for thee be shed, 54

No cloud obscures the summer sky, 530

No cloud to dim the splendours of the day, 103

No dower of storied song is thine, 469

No more! a harp-string's deep and breaking tone, 488
No searching eye can pierce the veil, 47

No tears for thee! though light be from us gone, 482
Nobly thy song, O minstrel! rush'd to meet, 624
Not for the myrtle and not for the vine, 361
Not long thy voice among us may be heard, 620

O Cambrian river, with slow music gliding, 618
O dim forsaken mirror, 484

O ever joyous band, 493

O festal spring, midst thy victorious glow, 617

O gentle story of the Indian isle, 620

O God, my Father and my Friend, 1

O joy of the peasant, O stately lime, 555

O lonely voices of the sky, 437

O Nature, thou didst rear me for thine own, 628

O soft star of the west, 560

O Son of Man, 574

O spirit-land, thou land of dreams, 462

O sunshine and fair earth, 509

O thou breeze of spring, 563

O thou whose pure exalted mind, 12

O Thought! O Memory! gems for ever heaping, 627

O vale and lake! within your mountain-urn, 619

O wanderer! would thy heart forget, 54

O ye hours, ye sunny hours, 520

O ye voices gone, 566

O ye voices round my own hearth singing, 545
O'er the far blue mountains, 563

Oft have I sung and mourn'd the bitter woes, 45
Oft in still night-dreams a departed face, 624
Oh! art thou still on earth, my love, 546
Oh! ask not, hope thou not too much, 367
Oh! beautiful thou art, 608

Oh! bless'd beyond all daughters of the earth, 599
Oh! blest art thou whose steps may rove, 528

Oh! bring me one sweet orange bough, 543.

Oh! call my brother back to me, 502

Oh! droop thou not, mine early gentle love, 538

Oh! enter not yon shadowy cave, 341

Oh! for thy wings, thou dove, 381

Oh! forget not the hour when through forest and vale, 56

Oh! how could fancy crown with thee, 354, 557

Oh! if thou wilt not give thine heart, 490
Oh! judge in thoughtful tenderness of those. 617
Oh! leave thine own loved isle, 298

Oh! lightly, lightly tread, 484

Oh! lightly tread through these deep chestnut bowers, 510
Oh! many a voice is thine, thou wind! full many a voice, 475
Oh! may I ever pass my happy hours, 3

Oh! ne'er be Clanronald the valiant forgot, 58
Oh! pure and blessed soul, 296

Oh! skylark, for thy wing, 544

Oh! tell me not the woods are fair, 566
Oh! those alone whose severed hearts, 48
Oh! wear it on thy heart, my love, 565

Oh! what a joy to feel that, in my heart, 621
Oh! when wilt thou return, 377

Oh! who hath trod thy consecrated clime, 28
Oh! worthy fragrant gifts of flowers and wine, 299
On Judah's hills a weight of darkness hung, 602
Once more the eternal melodies from far, 622

One draught, kind fairy! from that fountain deep, 465
One dream of passion and of beauty more, 392
One grief, one faith, O sisters of the dead, 599
One hour for distant homes to weep, 545

Pause not with lingering feet, O pilgrim! here, 49
Peace to thy dreams! thou art slumbering now, 380
Pilgrim! oh say, hath thy cheek been fann'd, 361
Pilgrim whose steps these desert sands explore, 138
Poor insect, rash as rare! thy sovereign, sure, 523
Praise ye the Lord! on every height, 533
Press on, my steed! I hear the swell, 150
Propitious winds our daring bark impelled, 297

Raise ye the sword! let the death-stroke be given, 151
Rest on your battle-fields, ye brave, 245

Rest, pilgrim, rest! Thou'rt from the Syrian land, 363
Return my thoughts! come home, 607

Return, return, my bird, 521

Ring, joyous chords! ring out again, 364

Rise like an altar-fire, 575

Rocks of my country! let the cloud, 376
Rome! Rome! thou art no more, 433
Rose! what dost thou here, 550

Royal in splendour went down the day, 398

Saved from the perils of the stormy wave, 46

Saviour! that of woman born, 596

Saw ye the blazing star, 149

Say not 'tis fruitless-nature's holy tear, 296

Seek by the silvery Darro, 540

See'st thou my home? "Tis where yon woods are waving, 460
See'st thou yon gray gleaming hall, 511

She came forth in her bridal robes array'd, 502
She dwelt in proud Venetian halls, 515
She knelt in prayer. A stream of sunset fell, 407
She sat, where on each wind that sigh'd, 420
She sleeps, but not the free and sunny sleep, 507
She stood upon the loftiest peak, 352

She that cast down the empires of the world, 138
Should love, the tyrant of my suffering heart, 45
Silent and mournful sat an Indian chief, 371
Sing, sing in memory of the brave departed, 358
Sing them upon the sunny hills, 366

Sing to me, Gondolier, 563
Singing of the free blue sky, 512
Sister! since I met thee last, 559

Sister, sweet sister! let me weep awhile, 455
Sleep midst thy banners furl'd, 365

Sleep, O beloved companion of my woes, 119

Sleep!-we give thee to the wave, 559
Soft falls the mild reviving shower, 529
Soft skies of Italy! how richly drest, 57
Soldier, awake! the night is past, 562
Son of the mighty and the free, 57
Son of the ocean isle, 246

Son of the stranger! wouldst thou take, 344
Sons of the fair isle! forget not the time, 152
Sooth'd by the strain, the wasp thus made reply, 523
Sound on! thou dark, unslumbering sea, 549
Speak low!-the place is holy to the breath, 470
Spirit beloved! whose wing so soon hath flown, 45
Spirit! so oft in radiant freedom soaring, 623
Spirit! whose life-sustaining presence fills, 602
Still are the cowslips from thy bosom springing, 619
Still green along our sunny shore, 244

Still is the Syren warbling on thy shore, 536
Still that last look is solemn! though thy rays, 620
Stop, passenger! a wondrous tale to list, 20
Surely 'tis all a dream, a fever-dream, 579
Sweet rose! whose tender foliage to expand, 48
Sweets of the wild, that breathe and bloom, 13
Sylph of the breeze, whose dewy pinions light, 51

That was a joyous day in Rheims of old, 403
The Alpine horn, the Alpine horn, 545

The bark that held a prince went down, 346
The blue, deep, glorious heavens! I lift mine eye, 583
The boy stood on the burning deck, 369

The breaking waves dash'd high, 429

The bright hours return, the blue sky is ringing, 147
The champions had come from their fields of war, 412

The chord, the harp's full chord is hush'd, 379

The citron groves their fruits and flowers were strewing, 33S
The corn in golden light, 348

The dead! the glorious dead! and shall they rise, 468

The fever's hue hath left thy cheek, beloved, 595

The fires grew pale on Rome's deserted shrines, 221

The gloomiest day hath gleams of light, 501

The hall of Cynddylan is gloomy to-night, 147

The hall of harps is lone to-night, 152

The hearth, the hearth is desolate, the fire is quench'd, 380

The hills all glow'd with a festive light, 432

The hollow dash of waves, the ceaseless roar, 427
The infant muse, Jehovah! would aspire, 1

The Kaiser feasted in his hall, 419

The kings of old have shrine and tomb, 376
The moonbeam quivering o'er the wave, 213
The Moor had beleaguer'd Valencia's walls, 239
The morn rose bright on scenes renown'd, 63
The Moslem spears were gleaming, 521

The muffled drum was heard, 552

The night-wind shook the tapestry round an ancient, 405
The palm, the vine, the cedar, each hath power, 602
The plume-like swaying of the auburn corn, 598
The power that dwelleth in sweet sounds to waken, 429
The rose was in rich bloom on Sharon's plain, 372
The sainted spirit which from bliss on high, 50
The sea-bird's wing o'er ocean's breast, 434
The sea-king woke from the troubled sleep, 340
The skylark, when the dews of morn, 532j
The sleep of storms is dark upon the skies, 508
The sound of thy streams in my spirit I hear, 499
The spirit of my land, 379

The stately homes of England, 412

The stranger's heart! oh! wound it not, 464

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