INDEX OF FIRST LINES.
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A cloud lay cradled near the setting sun213
Ae fond kiss, and then we sever!52
Ah! Jeane, my maid, I stood to you20
Ah! my heart is weary waiting91
All houses wherein men have lived and died73
As an unperfect actor on the stage50
As ships becalmed at eve, that lay69
A steed! a steed of matchlesse speed132
As upland fields were sunburnt brown43
At the close of the day, when the hamlet is still175
Beautiful Evelyn Hope is dead161
Before I trust my fate to thee46
Behold this ruin! 'Twas a skull201
Between the dark and the daylight152
Bird of the wilderness104
Break, break, break53
By the waters of Life we sat together84
Close his eyes; his work is done!134
Come, all ye jolly shepherds30
Come in the evening, or come in the morning35
Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer46
Could we but know220
Could ye come back to me, Douglas, Douglas167
Deep on the convent-roof the snows215
Drawn by horses with decorous feet185
Eyes which can but ill define88
Farewell! since nevermore for thee173
Flow down, cold rivulet, to the sea112
From Stirling castle we had seen93
"Give us a song!" the soldiers cried130
God makes sech nights, all white an' still26
Go, Soul, the body's guest204
Green be the turf above thee169
Hail to thee, blithe spirit!106
He clasps the crag with hookéd hands105
He is gone on the mountain133
Here, a sheer hulk, lies poor Tom Bowling168
He wiled me through the furzy croft59
Ho! pretty page with the dimpled chin115
Ho, sailor of the sea!150
How sleep the brave who sink to rest139
I arise from dreams of thee42
I cannot make him dead!154
I fill this cup to one made up21
I have had playmates, I have had companions66
I heard the trailing garments of the night103
I mourn no more my vanished years221
I'm sittin' on the stile, Mary158
I'm wearin' awa', John156
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan16
I remember, I remember72
I saw her once,—so freshly fair67
I saw him once before117
It was the calm and silent night217
I wandered by the brookside36
I was thy neighbor once, thou rugged pile!209
Just for a handful of silver he left us119
Life! I know not what thou art193
Like as the damask rose you see189
Like to the falling of a star192
Look at me with thy large brown eyes149
Love not, love not! ye hapless sons of clay!51
Maid of Athens, ere we part45
Mellow the moonlight to shine is beginning32
My boat is on the shore110
My fairest child, I have no song to give you199
My glass shall not persuade me I am old49
My heid is like to rend, Willie56
My life is like the summer rose113
My mother bore me in the southern wild181
Mysterious Night! when our first parent knew104
No bird-song floated down the hill82
O, a dainty plant is the ivy green90
Oft in the stilly night64
O little feet! that such long years227
O Mary, go and call the cattle home102
O, sing unto my roundelay!171
Our bugles sang truce; for the night-cloud had lowered127
Out of the clover and blue-eyed grass140
Over the river they beckon to me78
O, why should the spirit of mortal be proud?177
O Woman of Three Cows, agragh! don't let your tongue thus rattle!196
O World! O Life! O Time!192
Prithee tell me, Dimple-Chin228
September strews the woodland o'er63
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?50
She died in beauty,—like a rose164
She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps170
She walks in beauty like the night84
She was a phantom of delight18
She was not fair, nor full of grace165
Slave of the dark and dirty mine183
Sleep sweetly in your humble graves136
So fallen! so lost! the light withdrawn123
Stars of the summer night!41
Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright203
Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean65
Tell me not, sweet, I am unkinde125
That which her slender waist confined23
The glories of our birth and state182
The glow and the glory are plighted24
The heath this night must be my bed124
The maid who binds her warrior's sash142
The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year100
There sat an old man on a rock120
These years! these years! these naughty years!114
The shadows lay along Broadway207
The splendor falls on castle walls40
The sunlight fills the trembling air86
The winds that once the Argo bore144
The woods decay, the woods decay and fall193
They are all gone into the world of light80
They grew in beauty, side by side174
They sleep so calm and stately137
This is the arsenal. From floor to ceiling146
This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign214
This sweet child which hath climbed upon my knee219
Thou lingering star, with lessening ray61
Thou still unravished bride of quietness!199
Three fishers went sailing out into the west143
Tiger! Tiger! burning bright96
'Tis a fearful night in the winter time97
'Tis pleasant business making books231
'Tis the last rose of summer111
To him who in the love of nature holds75
Touch us gently, Time!122
Tread softly,—bow the head208
Weave no more the marriage-chain!163
We count the broken lyres that rest229
We left behind the painted buoy13
We watched her breathing through the night160
We were not many,—we who stood128
What constitutes a state?148
What hid'st thou in thy treasure-caves and cells?212
What was he doing, the great god Pan?11
When forty winters shall besiege thy brow48
When I consider how my light is spent143
When I do count the clock that tells the time49
When Liberty lives loud on every lip179
When the latest strife is lost, and all is done with54
Where is the grave of Sir Arthur O'Kellyn?133
Whom first we love, you know, we seldom wed71
With blackest moss the flower-pots37
With what clear guile of gracious love enticed224
Ye banks, and braes, and streams around166
You ask me, why, though ill at ease126