INDEX OF FIRST LINES.

A cloud lay cradled near the setting sun 213

Ae fond kiss, and then we sever! 52

Ah! Jeane, my maid, I stood to you 20

Ah! my heart is weary waiting 91

All houses wherein men have lived and died 73

As an unperfect actor on the stage 50

As ships becalmed at eve, that lay 69

A steed! a steed of matchlesse speed 132

As upland fields were sunburnt brown 43

At the close of the day, when the hamlet is still 175

Beautiful Evelyn Hope is dead 161

Before I trust my fate to thee 46

Behold this ruin! 'Twas a skull 201

Between the dark and the daylight 152

Bird of the wilderness 104

Break, break, break 53

By the waters of Life we sat together 84

Close his eyes; his work is done! 134

Come, all ye jolly shepherds 30

Come in the evening, or come in the morning 35

Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer 46

Could we but know 220

Could ye come back to me, Douglas, Douglas 167

Deep on the convent-roof the snows 215

Drawn by horses with decorous feet 185

Eyes which can but ill define 88

Farewell! since nevermore for thee 173

Flow down, cold rivulet, to the sea 112

From Stirling castle we had seen 93

"Give us a song!" the soldiers cried 130

God makes sech nights, all white an' still 26

Go, Soul, the body's guest 204

Green be the turf above thee 169

Hail to thee, blithe spirit! 106

He clasps the crag with hookéd hands 105

He is gone on the mountain 133

Here, a sheer hulk, lies poor Tom Bowling 168

He wiled me through the furzy croft 59

Ho! pretty page with the dimpled chin 115

Ho, sailor of the sea! 150

How sleep the brave who sink to rest 139

I arise from dreams of thee 42

I cannot make him dead! 154

I fill this cup to one made up 21

I have had playmates, I have had companions 66

I heard the trailing garments of the night 103

I mourn no more my vanished years 221

I'm sittin' on the stile, Mary 158

I'm wearin' awa', John 156

In Xanadu did Kubla Khan 16

I remember, I remember 72

I saw her once,--so freshly fair 67

I saw him once before 117

It was the calm and silent night 217

I wandered by the brookside 36

I was thy neighbor once, thou rugged pile! 209

Just for a handful of silver he left us 119

Life! I know not what thou art 193

Like as the damask rose you see 189

Like to the falling of a star 192

Look at me with thy large brown eyes 149

Love not, love not! ye hapless sons of clay! 51

Maid of Athens, ere we part 45

Mellow the moonlight to shine is beginning 32

My boat is on the shore 110

My fairest child, I have no song to give you 199

My glass shall not persuade me I am old 49

My heid is like to rend, Willie 56

My life is like the summer rose 113

My mother bore me in the southern wild 181

Mysterious Night! when our first parent knew 104

No bird-song floated down the hill 82

O, a dainty plant is the ivy green 90

Oft in the stilly night 64

O little feet! that such long years 227

O Mary, go and call the cattle home 102

O, sing unto my roundelay! 171

Our bugles sang truce; for the night-cloud had lowered 127

Out of the clover and blue-eyed grass 140

Over the river they beckon to me 78

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-Chin 228

September strews the woodland o'er 63

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? 50

She died in beauty,--like a rose 164

She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps 170

She walks in beauty like the night 84

She was a phantom of delight 18

She was not fair, nor full of grace 165

Slave of the dark and dirty mine 183

Sleep sweetly in your humble graves 136

So fallen! so lost! the light withdrawn 123

Stars of the summer night! 41

Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright 203

Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean 65

Tell me not, sweet, I am unkinde 125

That which her slender waist confined 23

The glories of our birth and state 182

The glow and the glory are plighted 24

The heath this night must be my bed 124

The maid who binds her warrior's sash 142

The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year 100

There sat an old man on a rock 120

These years! these years! these naughty years! 114

The shadows lay along Broadway 207

The splendor falls on castle walls 40

The sunlight fills the trembling air 86

The winds that once the Argo bore 144

The woods decay, the woods decay and fall 193

They are all gone into the world of light 80

They grew in beauty, side by side 174

They sleep so calm and stately 137

This is the arsenal. From floor to ceiling 146

This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign 214

This sweet child which hath climbed upon my knee 219

Thou lingering star, with lessening ray 61

Thou still unravished bride of quietness! 199

Three fishers went sailing out into the west 143

Tiger! Tiger! burning bright 96

'Tis a fearful night in the winter time 97

'Tis pleasant business making books 231

'Tis the last rose of summer 111

To him who in the love of nature holds 75

Touch us gently, Time! 122

Tread softly,--bow the head 208

Weave no more the marriage-chain! 163

We count the broken lyres that rest 229

We left behind the painted buoy 13

We watched her breathing through the night 160

We were not many,--we who stood 128

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 brow 48

When I consider how my light is spent 143

When I do count the clock that tells the time 49

When Liberty lives loud on every lip 179

When the latest strife is lost, and all is done with 54

Where is the grave of Sir Arthur O'Kellyn? 133

Whom first we love, you know, we seldom wed 71

With blackest moss the flower-pots 37

With what clear guile of gracious love enticed 224

Ye banks, and braes, and streams around 166

You ask me, why, though ill at ease 126

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