High as our heart, v. 271 _n._

High-born Hoel’s harp, etc., xii. 260.

high endeavour and the glad success, the, vi. 28; vii. 125; ix. 318,

373.

high leaves, the, etc., iii. 232; iv. 268.

high grass, the, that by the light of the departing sun, etc., v. 363.

high holiday, of once a year, on some, iii. 172; vii. 75.

High Legitimates the Holy Band, the, xi. 423.

High over hill and over dale he flies, v. 43.

High-way, since you my chief Parnassus be, etc., v. 326.

higher and the lower orders, the, xi. 370.

highest and mightiest, vi. 439.

hill of ages, ix. 69.

himself and the universe, x. 166.

Hinc illæ lachrymæ, xii. 187.

hinder parts are ruinous, its, iv. 201.

his bear dances, vi. 412; viii. 507; ix. 351.

His garment neither was of silk nor say, etc., xi. 437.

His generous ardour no cold medium knows, etc., iv. 263; vi. 253.

his little bark, v. 74.

His locked, lettered, braw brass collar, etc., v. 132.

His lot, though small, He sees that little lot, the lot of all, v.

119.

His plays were works, while others’ works were plays, v. 262.

His principiis nascuntur tyranni, etc., vii. 347.

his ruin meets, v. 301.

his spirits gave him raptures with his cook-maid, xii. 155 _n._

his soul was like a star, and dwelt apart, v. 180.

his yoke is not easy, etc., iii. 85.

hitch into a rhyme, viii. 50.

hitch it, iii. 64.

Hitherto shalt thou come and no further, vi. 268; viii. 425; x. 344.

Hoc erat in votis, xii. 126.

Hoisting the bloody flag, x. 374, 376.

hold our hands and check our pride, x. 378.

holds his crown in contempt of the choice of the people, i. 394.

_See also_ contempt.

Holds us a while misdoubting his intent, etc., xi. 123.

holiest of holies, x. 336.

hollow and rueful rumble, with, xi. 374.

holy water sprinkle, dipped in dew, a, iv. 246.

Homer, have not the poems of, i. 23; ix. 28.

Homer, the children of, ix. 429.

honest as this world goes, To be, etc., iii. 259; xii. 218.

honest man’s the noblest work of God, an, iii. 345; viii. 458 _n._

honest, sonsie, bawsont face, viii. 450; ix. 184.

Honi soit qui mal y pense, vi. 65; ix. 202, 338.

honour consists in the word honour and nothing else, xi. 125.

honour dishonourable, etc., xii. 247.

Honour of Ireland, and as they were curiosities of the human kind, for

the, i. 54.

honourable vigilance, v. 264.

Hood an ass with reverend purple, etc., viii. 44.

Hoop, do me no harm, iii. 212.

Hope and fantastic expectations spend much of our lives, etc., i. 2.

Hope, thou nurse of young Desire, vi. 293.

Hope told a flattering tale, viii. 298.

Hope travels through, nor quits us till we die, vii. 302.

Hope! with eyes so fair, But thou, oh, etc., vi. 255.

Horace still charms with graceful negligence, etc., v. 75.

Horas non numero nisi serenas, x. 387; xii. 51, 52, 53.

horizon, at the, vi. 150.

horned feet, And with their, etc., xii. 258.

horse-whipping woman, that, viii. 468.

hortus siccus of dissent, the, iii. 264; x. 370.

host of human life, xi. 497.

hour when I escap’d the wrangling crew, The, etc., iii. 225.

house of brother Van I spy, The, etc., xii. 449.

house on the wild sea, with wild usages, v. 153.

housing with wild men, etc., x. 279.

How am I glutted with conceit of this? v. 203.

How apparel makes a man respected, etc., v. 290.

How blest art thou, canst love the country, Wroth, v. 307.

How do you, noble cousin? etc., v. 258.

How happy could I be with either, etc., xi. 426.

How is it, General? i. 209.

how it grew, and it grew, etc., vii. 93; xi. 517.

How little knew’st thou of Calista, iii. 180.

How lov’d, how honour’d once, avails them not, v. 176.

How near am I to happiness, etc., ii. 330; v. 216.

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