INDEX OF FIRST LINES
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A lofty ship from Salcombe came 234
Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!) 277
Ah, did you once see Shelley plain 320
Ah! what pleasant visions haunt me 222
“All honour to him who shall win the prize” 256
Angels, thy old friends, there shall greet thee 302
At the corner of Wood Street, when daylight appears 300
Ay, Oliver! I was but seven, and he was eleven 292
Come, dear children, let us away 265
Full fathom five thy father lies 230
Genseric, King of the Vandals, who, having laid waste seven lands 316
“Hadst thou stayed, I must have fled” 272
Hail to thee, blithe spirit 213
Here’s the tender coming 230
How sleep the brave, who sink to rest 252
I am fever’d with the sunset 227
I come from haunts of coot and hern 222
I’d like now, yet had haply been afraid 303
If there were dreams to sell 283
In his cool hall, with haggard eyes 315
In the pleasant orchard closes 284
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan 318
It was roses, roses, all the way 254
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord 247
Nobly, nobly Cape St Vincent to the North-west died away 220
Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note 250
Oh England is a pleasant place for them that’s rich and high 231
O for the voice of that wild horn 249
O Mary, go and call the cattle home 278
O, my love is like a red, red rose 313
O my true love’s a smuggler and sails upon the sea 236
O, to be in England 219
O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn’s being 229
O young Lochinvar is come out of the West 279
Often I think of the beautiful town 226
On either side the river lie 258
Over meadows purple-flowered 305
Queen and huntress, chaste and fair 218
Ring out wild bells to the wild sky 321
Say not the struggle nought availeth 257
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness 227
Simon Danz has come home again 224
Soldier, rest! thy warfare o’er 253
Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind 248
Tell me where is Fancy bred 301
The isles of Greece! the isles of Greece! 243
The splendour falls on castle walls 314
There was a sound of revelry by night 239
There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream 224
Thunder of riotous hoofs over the quaking sod 237
’Twas in the good ship Rover 228
Waken, lords and ladies gay 304
Ye have been fresh and green 221
Ye Mariners of England 221
CAMBRIDGE: PRINTED BY JOHN CLAY, M.A. AT THE UNIVERSITY PRESS.