And, not in vain embodied to the sight, iv. 102
And shall, the Pontiff asks, profaneness flow, iv. 94
And what is Penance with her knotted thong, iv. 110

And what melodious sounds at times prevail, iv. 102

An Orpheus! an Orpheus! yes, Faith may grow bold, ii 183
Another year! - another deadly blow! iii. 81

A pen

-to register; a key, iv. 287

A Pilgrim, when the summer day, ii. 66

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A plague on your languages, German and Norse, iv. 241
A pleasant music floats along the Mere, iv. 92
A Poet! He hath put his heart to school, ii. 383
A point of life between my Parents' dust, iv. 186
Army of Clouds! ye winged Host in troops, ii. 255
A Rock there is whose homely front, ii. 239

A Roman Master stands on Grecian ground, iii. 85
Around a wild and woody hill, iii. 146

Arran! a single-crested Teneriffe, iv. 204
Art thou a Statist, in the van, iv. 243

Art thou the bird whom Man loves best, ii. 49

A simple Child, i. 202

As faith thus sanctified the warrior's crest, iv. 104
As indignation mastered grief, my tongue, iii. 224
As leaves are to the tree whereon they grow, iv. 330
A slumber did my spirit seal, ii. 130

As often as I murmur here, ii. 63

As star that shines dependent upon star, iv. 139

As the cold aspect of a sunless way, ii. 359

A Stream, to mingle with your favorite Dee, ii. 372

A sudden conflict rises from the swell, iv. 135

As, when a storm hath ceased, the birds regain, iv. 76

As with the Stream our voyage we pursue, iv. 96

At early dawn, or rather when the air, ii. 364

A Traveller on the skirt of Sarum's Plain, i. 53

A trouble, not of clouds, or weeping rain, iii. 276

At the corner of Wood Street, when daylight appears, ii. 182
Avaunt all specious pliancy of mind, iii. 102

A voice, from long-expecting thousands sent, iv. 133

A volant Tribe of Bards on earth are found, ii. 341

Avon, -a precious, an immortal name! iii. 291

A weight of awe, not easy to be borne, iv. 220

A whirl-blast from behind the hill, ii. 22

A winged Goddess, clothed in vesture wrought, iii. 139

A youth too certain of his power to wade, iv. 200

Bard of the Fleece, whose skilful genius made, ii. 330
Beaumont! it was thy wish that I should rear, ii. 322
Before I see another day, i. 288

Before the world had passed her time of youth, iv. 336
Begone, thou fond presumptuous Elf, ii. 23
Beguiled into forgetfulness of care, iv. 313

Behold an emblem of our human mind, v. 86

Behold a pupil of the monkish gown, iv. 89
Behold her, single in the field, iii. 19
Behold, within the leafy shade, i. 188

Beloved Vale! I said, when I shall con, ii. 322
Beneath the concave of an April sky, ii. 245
Beneath these fruit-tree boughs that shed, ii. 38
Beneath yon eastern ridge, the craggy bound, v. 73
Be this the chosen site; the virgin sod, iv. 153
Between two sister moorland rills, ii. 60
Bishops and Priests, blessed are ye, if deep, iv. 138
Black Demons hovering o'er his mitred head, iv. 97
Blest is this Isle, our native Land, v. 30

Blest Statesman he, whose Mind's unselfish will, iv. 325
Bold words affirmed, in days when faith was strong, iv. 197
Brave Schill! by death delivered, take thy flight, iii. 96
Bright Flower! whose home is everywhere, iv. 246
Broken in fortune, but in mind entire, iv. 202
Brook and road, ii. 125

Brook! whose society the poet seeks, ii. 362
Bruges I saw attired with golden light, iii. 136
But here no cannon thunders to the gale, iii. 269
But liberty, and triumphs on the Main, iv. 152
But, to outweigh all harm, the sacred Book, iv. 116
But, to remote Northumbria's royal Hall, iv. 82

But what if one, through grove or flowery mead, iv. 87
But whence came they who for the Saviour Lord, iv. 105
By a blest Husband guided, Mary came, v. 144

By antique Fancy trimmed, though lowly, bred. iii. 154
By Art's bold privilege Warrior and War-horse stand, ii. 885
By chain yet stronger must the Soul be tied, iv. 144

By Moscow self-devoted to a blaze, iii. 109

By playful smiles, alas! too oft, v. 146

By such examples moved to unbought pains, iv. 88
By their floating mill, ii. 64

By vain affections unenthralled, v. 145

Call not the royal Swede unfortunate, iii. 97
Calm as an under-current, strong to draw, iv. 134
Calm is all nature as a resting wheel, i. 2

Calm is the fragrant air, and loth to lose, iv. 160
Calvert! it must not be unheard by them, ii. 342
Change me, some God, into that breathing rose! iii. 232
Chatsworth! thy stately mansion, and the pride, ii. 380
Child of loud-throated War! the mountain Stream, iii. 21
Child of the clouds! remote from every taint, iii. 249
Clarkson! it was an obstinate hill to climb, iii. 86
Closing the sacred Book which long has fed, iv. 148
Clouds, lingering yet, extend in solid bars, iii. 88
Coldly we spake. The Saxons, overpowered, iv. 93
Come ye, who, if (which Heaven avert!) the Land, iii. 80
Companion! by whose buoyant spirit cheered, iii. 189

Complacent Fictions were they, yet the same, iii. 205

Dark and more dark the shades of evening fell, ii. 349
Darkness surrounds us; seeking, we are lost, iv. 75
Days passed, and Monte Calvo would not clear, iii. 208
Days undefiled by luxury or sloth, iv. 328

Dear be the Church, that, watching o'er the needs, iv. 141
Dear Child of Nature, let them rail, ii. 220

Dear Fellow-travellers! think not that the Muse, iii. 135
Dear native regions, I foretell, i. 1

Dear Relics! from a pit of vilest mould, iii. 117

Dear to the Loves, and to the Graces vowed, iv. 189

Deep is the lamentation! not alone, iv. 115

Degenerate Douglas! O the unworthy Lord! iii. 28

Departed Child! I could forget thee once, i. 302
Departing Summer hath assumed, iv. 284
Deplorable his lot who tills the ground, iv. 100
Desire we past illusions to recall, iv. 197

Desponding Father! mark this altered bough, ii. 359
Despond who will, I heard a voice exclaim, iv. 203
Destined to war from very infancy, v. 140

Did pangs of grief for lenient Time too keen, iv. 200
Discourse was deemed Man's noblest attribute, iv. 257
Dishonored Rock and Ruin! that, by law, iii. 280
Dogmatic Teachers, of the snow-white fur, ii. 362
Doomed as we are our native dust, iii. 147

Doubling and doubling with laborious walk, iii. 283

Down a swift stream, thus far, a bold design, iv. 135

Dread hour! when, upheaved by war's sulphurous blast, ui.156

Driven in by Autumn's sharpening air, i. 373

Earth has not anything to show more fair, ii. 365

Eden! till now thy beauty had I viewed, iv. 216

Emperors and Kings, how oft have temples rung, iii. 119

England! the time is come when thou shouldst wean, iii. 77
Enlightened Teacher, gladly from thy hand, ii. 392

Enough! for see, with dim association, iv. 105

Enough of climbing toil!- Ambition treads, iv. 281
Enough of garlands, of the Arcadian crook, iii. 282

Enough of rose-bud lips, and eyes, v. 56

Ere the Brothers through the gateway, v. 36

Ere with cold beads of midnight dew, i. 275

Ere yet our course was graced with social trees, iii. 252
Eternal Lord! eased of a cumbrous load, iii. 222

Ethereal minstrel! pilgrim of the sky, ii. 195

Even as a dragon's eye that feels the stress, ii. 358

Even so for me a Vision sanctified, ii. 338

Even such the contrast that, where'er we move, iv. 126
Even while I speak, the sacred roofs of France, iv. 151
Excuse is needless when with love sincere, ii. 332

Failing impartial measure to dispense, ii. 390

Fair Ellen Irwin, when she sat, iii. 11

Fair Lady! can I sing of flowers, ii. 56

Fair Land! Thee all men greet with joy; how few, i 224
Fair Prime of life! were it enough to gild, ii. 346
Fair Star of evening, Splendor of the west, iii. 64
Fallen, and diffused into a shapeless heap, iii. 265
Fame tells of groves, - from England far away, ii. 370
Fancy, who leads the pastimes of the glad, ii. 17
Farewell, thou little Nook of mountain-ground, i. 266
Far from my dearest Friend, 't is mine to rove, i. 3
Far from our home by Grasmere's quiet lake, v. 1
Father! to God himself we cannot give, iv. 141
Fear hath a hundred eyes that all agree, iv. 125
Feel for the wrongs to universal ken, iv. 331
Festivals have I seen that were not names, iii. 67
Fit retribution, by the moral code, iv. 336

Five years have past; five summers, with the length, ii. 186
Flattered with promise of escape, iv. 294

Fly, some kind Harbinger, to Grasmere dale, iii. 36

Fond words have oft been spoken to thee, Sleep, ii. 328
For action born, existing to be tried, iii. 210
Forbear to deem the Chronicler unwise, iii. 206
For ever hallowed be this morning fair, iv. 81
For gentlest uses, ofttimes Nature takes, iii. 149
Forgive, illustrious Country! these deep sighs, iii. 209
Forth from a jutting ridge, around whose base, ii. 16
For what contend the wise? for nothing less, iv. 117
Four fiery steeds impatient of the rein, ii. 361
From Bolton's old monastic tower, iv. 4
From early youth I ploughed the restless Main, iv. 201
From false assumption rose, and, fondly hailed, iv. 99
From Little down to Least, in due degree, iv. 142
From low to high doth dissolution climb, iv. 150
From Rite and Ordinance abused they fled, iv. 137
From Stirling Castle we had seen, iii. 29

From the Baptismal hour, through weal and woe, iv. 148

From the dark chambers of dejection freed, ii. 345

From the fierce aspect of this River, throwing, iii. 145

From the Pier's head, musing, and with increase, iii. 184

From this deep chasm, where quivering sunbeams play, iij. 858
Frowns are on every Muse's face, ii. 54

Furl we the sails, and pass with tardy oars, iv. 103

Genius of Raphael! if thy wings, ii. 260
Giordano, verily thy Pencil's skill, iv. 180
Glad sight wherever new with old, ii. 58
Glide gently, thus for ever glide, i. 19

Glory to God! and to the Power who came, iv. 158
Go back to antique ages, if thine eyes, iii. 88

Go, faithful Portrait! and where long hath knelt, ii. 382

Grant, that by this unsparing hurricane, iv. 116

Great men have been among us; hands that penned, iii. 78
Greta, what fearful listening! when huge stones, iv. 185
Grief, thou hast lost an ever-ready friend, ii. 332
Grieve for the Man who hither came bereft, iii. 215

Had this effulgence disappeared, iv. 170

Hail, orient Conqueror of gloomy Night, iii. 125

Hail to the fields, with Dwellings sprinkled o'er, iii. 256
Hail, Twilight, sovereign of one peaceful hour, ii. 356
Hail, Virgin Queen! o'er many an envious bar, iv. 122
Hail, Zaragoza! If with unwet eye, iii. 95
Happy the feeling from the bosom thrown, ii. 320
Hard task! exclaim the undisciplined, to lean, iv. 329
Hark! 't is the Thrush, undaunted, undeprest, ii. 358
Harmonious Powers with Nature work, v. 27

Harp! couldst thou venture, on thy boldest string, iv. 128
Hast thou seen, with flash incessant, v. 82

Hast thou then survived, ii. 82

Haydon! let worthier judges praise the skill, ii. 383
Here Man more purely lives, less oft doth fall, iv. 100
Here, on our native soil, we breathe once more, iii. 70
Here on their knees men swore: the stones were black, iv. 214
Here pause: the poet claims at least this praise, iii. 106
Here stood an Oak, that long had borne affixed, iii. 293
Here, where, of havoc tired and rash undoing, ii. 397

Her eyes are wild, her head is bare, i. 377

Her only pilot the soft breeze, the boat, ii. 324

High bliss is only for a higher state, i. 372

High deeds, O Germans, are to come from you, iii. 87

High in the breathless Hall the Minstrel sate, ii. 179

High is our calling, Friend!- Creative Art, ii. 344

High on a broad, unfertile tract of forest-skirted Down, 1. 725
High on her speculative tower, iii. 164

His simple truths did Andrew glean, ii. 25

Holy and heavenly Spirits as they are, iv. 124

Homeward we turn. Isle of Columba's Cell, iv. 214

Hope rules a land for ever green, ii. 233

Hope smiled when your nativity was cast, iv. 211

Hopes, what are they? - Beads of morning, v. 79

How art thou named? In search of what strange land, ii. 373
How beautiful the Queen of Night, n high, v. 28

How beautiful when up a lofty height, i. 359
How beautiful your presence, how benign, iv. 84
How blest the Maid whose heart- yet free, iii. 168
How clear, how keen, how marvellously bright, ii. 351
How disappeared he? Ask the newt and toad, iii. 288
How fast the Marian death-list is unrolled, iv. 120
How profitless the relics that we cull, iii. 295
How richly glows the water's breast, i. 18

How rich that forehead's calmn expanse, i. 282