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Rhine, the, esulting and abounding river.' 141. The Scotland and 'Auld lang syne,' 574.
wide and winding,' 162. These banks of,' 662.. Adieu Scott, Sir Walter, satirical allusious to, 93, 94, 99, 152.
Dedication to him, 392.
* Sea attorney,' specimen of a, 513.
Sea-coal fires, 475, 598.
Sea-sickness, 'best of remedies' against, 197.
Sea walls of the Adriatic, inscription on the, 670.
*Self-love,' 543, 572.
Semiramis, 342. Glorious parent of a hundred kings'
312. *A sort of semi-glorious human monster,' 312.
The calumniated queen,' 534. Babylon rebuilt by
SENNACHERIR, The Destruction of, 67.
Senses, trust not your, 601.
Sxstos, Verses written after swimming from, 43.
as Pollio,' 109 Dedication to him, 135. Byron's opin- Seville, proud, 144, 146, 637. *Famous for oranges and
Sforza, Ludovico, 657.
Shaving, an entailed curse, 602.
'She epistle,' earth has nothing like a, 600.
Shee, Sir Martin Archer, P.R.A., poetic eulogy on, 99.
dead empires,' 175. The Niobe of nations,' 175. Pog- death of, 77. His eloquence, 77.
dation, 649. The spoiler of the spoil of France,' 20. 9. His character, 630.
Shooter's Hill, 579, 580.
of an Italian Nun, 4. "Self-torturing soplist,' 161. rustic coadjutor, 633.
Since the refinement of this polish'd age, 21.
Skellington, Sir Lumley, 96.
SKETCH, A, 71.
SKULL, Lines inscribed on a cup formed from 8, 43.
Slave market at Constantinople, 529, 531, 532.
Slavery of men to their own whims, 531.
Sleep hath its own world,' 74. *Sleep is awful,' 507.
State of sleep, 523.
Smith, Mrs. Spencer, sweet Florence, 151. Venes to
her, 46. 'Sweet Florence, where ant thou?' 47.
Smith, Rev. Sydney, 'smug Sydney,'96. Characterised
Smoking, eulogy on, 269.
Snow a remedy for hot blood, 185, 343, 365, 667.
So he has cut his throat at last ! 87.
Society, the sweet consequence of,' 562. Is but a game,
590. 'That china without flaw,' 592. "One polist'd
borde,' 599. That wild,' 692. "The snake,' 60.
Socrates, the murder'd sage,' 111. His confession of
duty, '614. His death, 635. Why put to death, 642.
Odc' 484. 'Sage blue stocking,' 511. The place of Solano the traitor,' 148, 637, 638.
Solitude, true elements of, 150. Least alone in,' 165.
tion of, 487. Her realms,' 534. Crime Lot her cuild,
Solitudes called social,' 523.
Solyman; was he the last of his line ? 666.
SONG OF SAUL BEFORE HIS LAST BATTLE, 65.
SONNET on Chillon, 250.
• To Genevra,' 58.
"To the same,' 58.
• To George the Fourth,' 85.
• To Lake Leman,' 79.
• From Vittorelli,' 81.
Sons of the Greeks, arise, 18.
• Soracte's ridge, 175.
Sotheby, William, 98. His Orestes,' 82. 'Old Both- Thames, the: 'thy Thamis,' 146. • Hail! Thamis,
haill' 581. The gentle sound of,' 581.
The antique Persians taught three useful things, 615.
The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, 67,
Ikis tremendous Thalaba' and other works, 93, 109, The chain I gave was fair to view), 54.
The inan of firm and noble soul, 5.
The modest bard, like many a bard unknown, 48.
The Origin of Love !'- Ah, why, 56.
The roses of love glad the garden of life, 12.
The serfs are glad through Lara's wide doinain, 221.
The Son of Love and Lord of War I sing, 87.
The spell is broke, the charm is flown ! 47.
The wild gazelle on Judah's hills, 63.
The winds are high on Helle's wave, 201.
The world is a bundle of hay, 87.
Themistocles, tomb of, 183, 649.
There be none of Beauty's daughters, 69.
There is a tear for all that die, 62.
There is a lide in the affairs of men, 542.
There's not a joy the world can give, 68.
There was a time, I need not name, 44.
Thermopylæ, 186, 280, 519.
These locks which fondly thus entwine, 13.
• Theseus' fane,' 111.
They say that hope is happiness, 81.
Think'si thou I saw those beauteous eyes, 6.
This band, which bound thy yellow hair, 30.
This day, of all our days, has done, 87.
This faint resemblance of thy charms, 11.
This votive pledge of fond esteem, 7.
Thornton, Thomas, mistakes of, relative to the character
of the modern Grecks, 642. His miscorrection of
Pouqueville, 612, note *.
Those jlaren locks, those eyes of blue, 41.
Thou art not false, but thou art fickle, 56.
Thou Power i who has ruled me through infancy's days,
Thou whose spell can raise the dead, 65.
Though the day of iny destiny's over, 72.
THOUGHTS SUGGESTED BY A COLLEGE EXAMINATION,
Thrasimene's lake, and defeat of the Romans there, 174.
* Thrasybulus and his train,' 155.
Through cloudless skies, in silrery sheen, 47.
Through life's dull road so dim and dirty, 87.
Through thy batllements, Newstead, the hollow winds
Thunderstorm, description of a, 165, 647. Stanzas com-
posed during one, 47.
Thurlow, Thomas Hovell, second Lord: On the poems
Thy cheek is pale with thought, but not from woe, 58.
Thy days are done, thy fame begun, 65.
Thy verse is 'sad enough, no doubt, 39.
THYRZA, To, 51. Other pieces devoted to the same fair
one, 51, 52, 53.
Tibullus, imitation of, 4.
Tillotson, Archbishop, 508, 551.
Timbuctoo, there 'black is fair,' 591.
Time, 158, 170, 182, 519, 521, 522.
Time! on whose arbitrary wing, 55.
'Tis done-and shivering in the gale, 45.
song,' 172. Relics of him at Ferrara, 275. See Lament 'T' is done!-I saw it in my dreams, 30.
'Tis known, at least it should be, thal throughout, 172.
Titan! to whose immortal eyes, 78.
Titus, Love's master, 511.
To be the father of the fatherless, 83.
To hook the reader, you, John Murray, 82.
Tombs, huge, 534.
Tomerit, vast, 153. Its ancient name, 640.
Tom Jones, we have no accomplislı'd blackguards like,
Tonşon, lacob, epithets bestowed 0:3 his writers b5, 670. War, 557. Pious pastime,'5C6. Brain-spattering, wind-
pipe-slitting art, 567.
Warriors and chiefs ! should the shaf or the sword, 65
Warton, Thomas, on Voltaire's writings, 667.
131. His battle fields holy ground,' 557. Had thanks
and nought beside, 568.
Wat Tyler.' See Southey.
Waterloo, the grave of France,' 159. Fatal Waterloo,
160. With Canna's carnage vies,' 163. The battle,
and the ball previous thereto, 159, 646. • Bloody and
most bootless, 133. • We do not curse thee,' 68. See
also 135, 560, 567, 607.
Watson, Bishop, anecdote of, 392.
We do not curse thee, Waterloo ! 68.
We sale down and wept by the walers, 67.
Weber, Henry, Sir W. Scott's amanuensis, 652
* Wedlock and padlock mean the same,' 541.
Weep, daughter of a Royal line, 53.
Well I thou art happy, and I feel, 13.
Wellesley, Long Pole, afterwards Lord Mornington, 585.
Wellesley, Lord, 115, 635.
Wellington, Arthur Wellesley, Duke of, on the night be
fore Quatre Bras, 646. "The hook where he suspends
the world,' 135. Sarcastic allusions to him, 560, 566,
567, 588. His great moral lesson,' 590. Extravagant
title bestowed on him, 635.
Were my bosom as false as thou deem'st it to be, 66.
WERXER; or, The Juheritance: a Tragedy, 422.
Westminster Abbey and Westminster's lamps, 581.
What are you doing norr, 81.
What matter the pangs of a husband and father, 87.
• What say II not a syllable further in prose, 61.
When a man hath no freedom to fight for at home, 86.
When all around grew drear and dark, 72.
When amatory poets sing their loves, 530.
When Bishop Berkeley said there was no matter, 580.
When coals to Newcastle are carried, 57.
When coldness wraps this suffering clay, 65.
When Dryden's fool, unknowing what he sough!,' 55.
Whene'er I view those lips of thine, 6.
When energising objects men pursue, 55.
When fierce conflicting passions urge, 19.
When friendship or love our sympathies move, 22.
When from the heart where sorrow sits, 58.
When I dream that you love me, you'll surely forgive,
When I hear you erpress an affection so warm, 7.
When I roved a young Highlander o er the dark healt,
When man erpelled from Eden's boxers, 43.
When Neulon sate an apple fall, he found, 573.
When slote disease, with all her host of pains, 26.
When some proud son of man returns to earth, 43.
When the last sunshine of departing day, 17.
When the vain triumph of the imperial lord, 62.
When Thurlow this damn'd nonsense sent, 57.
When Time, or or late, shall bring, 52.
When, to their airy hall, my father's voice, 3.
When we two parted, 12.
Where are those honours, Ida! once your own, S.
Whigs, the, 585.
Whistlecraft. See Frere.
White as a white sail on a dusky sea, 271.
White, Henry Kirke, 98. His genius and fate, 631.
White, Lydia, Miss Diddle,' 121.
Who hath not gloved above the page where fame, 61.
Who killd John Keats? 87.
Who would not laugh, if Laurence, hired to grace, 101.
Why, hou nou, Billy Boules : 87.
Why, hou nou, saucy Tom $7.
Why, Pigol, complain of this damsel s disdain, 22.
Why should my anxious breast repine, 32
Wicklow gold mines, 633.
Wilberforce, William, 529. • Worth a million fighters,
588. The Washington of Africa,' 607.
Wilson, John (Professor), 307.
WINDSOR POETICS: Lines on the Prince Regent being
seen standing between the coffins of Henry VIII and
Charles I., 59
Wingfield, Hon. John: Alonzo; best and dearest,'.
for him, 638.
With death doom'd lo grapple, 86.
Wrinkles, the democrats, won't flatter,' 575.
Without a stone to mark the spot, 51.
thing of usages,' 602. Who can penetrate their suffer-
93. Vulgar,' and simple,' 99. His official employ-
also 487, 496.
be former,' 570. Meaning of the great world,' 583.
JOHN CIIILDS AXD SON, PRINTERS.