Mary Queen of Scots, Lament of vi 162
Mary Queen of Scots (Workington) vii 349
Maternal Grief iv 248
Matron of Jedborough, The ii 414
Matthew ii 87
May Morning, Composed on (1838) viii 97
May Morning, Ode composed on vii 146
May, To vii 148
Meditation vii 401
Memory vii 117
“Men of the Western World!” viii 112
Mental Affliction viii 36
Merry England vii 343
Michael ii 215
Michael Angelo, From the Italian of (Three Sonnets) iii 380
Michael Angelo, Translation from viii 265
“Milton! thou should’st be living at this hour” ii 346
Missions and Travels vii 23
Monasteries, Dissolution of the (Three Sonnets) vii 52
Monasteries, Saxon vii 22
Monastery, Cistertian vii 37
Monastery of Old Bangor vii 13
Monastic Power, Abuse of vii 50
Monastic Voluptuousness vii 51
Monkhouse, Mary vii 170
Monks and Schoolmen vii 39
Monument of Mrs. Howard (Two Sonnets) vii 386
Monument (Long Meg and her Daughters) vii 390
Moon, The (The Shepherd, looking eastward) vi 68
Moon, The (With how sad steps, O Moon) iv 38
Moon (The Crescent-moon, the Star of Love) viii 127
Moon, The (Sea-side) viii 13
Moon, The (Rydal) viii 15
Moon, The (Who but is pleased to watch) viii 184
Moon, The (How beautiful the Queen of Night) viii 188
Moon, The (Once I could hail) vii 152
Morning Exercise, A vii 178
Mosgiel Farm (Burns) vii 383
Mother, The Mad i 258
Mother’s Return, The iv 63
Mountains, Hint from the vi 156
Mull, In the Sound of vii 293
Music, Power of iv 20
Mutability vii 100
Naming of Places, Poems on the ii 153
Namur and Liege, Between vi 293
Natural Objects, Influence of ii 66
“Near Anio’s stream, I spied a gentle Dove” viii 65
Needlecase in the form of a Harp, On seeing a vii 157
Negro Woman ii 342
Newspaper, Composed after reading a vii 290
Nightingale, The vi 214
Nightingale, The Cuckoo and the ii 250
Night Piece, A i 227
Night-thought, A viii 88
Nith, On the Banks of ii 383
Norman Boy, The viii 132
Norman Conquest, The vii 28
North Wales, Composed among the Ruins of a Castle in vii 131
Nortons, The Fate of the iv 100
November, 1806 iv 49
November, 1813 iv 282
November 1 (1815) vi 63
Nunnery vii 388
Nun’s Well, Brigham vii 347
Nutting ii 70
Oak and the Broom, The ii 174
Oak of Guernica iv 245
Octogenarian, To an viii 185
Ode, Installation viii 320
Ode, Vernal vi 138
Ode (Who rises on the Banks of Seine) vi 104
Ode (1814) (When the soft hand) vi 96
Ode (1815) (Imagination--ne’er before content) vi 88
Ode, The Morning of the Day of Thanksgiving vi 74
Ode to Duty iii 37
Ode to Lycoris (Two Poems) vi 145
Ode composed on May Morning vii 146
Ode, Intimations of Immortality viii 189
Oker Hill in Darley Dale, A Tradition of vii 230
“O Nightingale! thou surely art” iv 67
“On Nature’s invitation do I come” ii 118
Open Prospect vi 243
Ossian, Written in a blank leaf of Macpherson’s vii 373
Our Lady of the Snow vi 318
Oxford, May 30, 1820 (Two Sonnets) vi 213
Painter, To a (Two Sonnets) viii 114
Palafox iv 222
Palafox iv 228
Palafox iv 240
Papal Abuses vii 33
Papal Dominion vii 34
Papal Power vii 36
Papal Unity vii 42
Parrot and the Wren, The vii 141
Parsonage in Oxfordshire, A vi 217
Pastoral Character vii 87
Patriotic Sympathies vii 74
Paulinus vii 15
Peele Castle, Suggested by a Picture of iii 54
Pelion and Ossa ii 238
Pennsylvanians, To the viii 179
Persecution vii 8
Personal Talk iv 30
Persuasion vii 16
Peter Bell ii 1
Peter Bell, On the detraction which followed vi 212
Pet-Lamb, The ii 142
Philoctetes vii 167
Picture, Upon the sight of a beautiful iv 271
Piety, Decay of vii 163
Piety, Filial vii 231
Pilgrim Fathers (Two Sonnets) vii 84
Pilgrim’s Dream, The vi 167
Pillar of Trajan, The vii 137
Places of Worship vii 87
Plea for Authors, A viii 99
Plea for the Historian viii 61
Poet and the Caged Turtledove, The vii 265
Poet’s Dream, The viii 135
Poet’s Epitaph, A ii 75
Poet to his Grandchild, A viii 305
Point at issue, The vii 58
Point Rash Judgment ii 163
Poor Robin viii 116
Poor Susan, The Reverie of i 226
Popery, Revival of vii 61
Portrait, Lines suggested by a (Two Poems) viii 1
Portrait of I.F., On a viii 306
Portrait of the Duke of Wellington, On a viii 118
Portrait, To the Author’s vii 318
Postscript (John Dyer) vi 264
Power of Music iv 20
Power of Sound, On the vii 203
Prayer at Sea, Forms of vii 97
Prayer, The Force of iv 204
Prelude, Prefixed to “Poems of Early and Late Years” viii 123
Prelude, The iii 121
Presentiments vii 266
Primrose of the Rock, The vii 274
Prioress’ Tale, The ii 240
Processions (Chamouny) vi 363
Prophecy, A. February, 1807 iv 59
Punishment of Death, Sonnets upon the viii 103
Queen, To the viii 319
Quillinan, To Rothay vii 171
Railway, On the projected Kendal and Windermere viii 166
Railways, etc. vii 389
Rainbow, The ii 291
Ranz des Vaches, On hearing the vi 326
Recovery vii 9
Redbreast chasing the Butterfly, The ii 295
Redbreast, The vii 410
Redbreast, To a viii 38
Reflections vii 57
Reformation, General view of the Troubles of the vii 64
Reformers, Eminent (Two Sonnets) vii 66
Reformers in Exile, English vii 64
Regrets vii 99
Regrets, Imaginative vii 56
Repentance iii 11
Reproof vii 21
Resolution and Independence ii 312
Rest and be thankful vii 295
Resting-place, The (Two Sonnets) vi 254
Retirement vii 165
Return vi 248
Return, The Mother’s iv 63
Reverie of Poor Susan i 226
Rhine, Author’s Voyage down the viii 273
Rhine, Upon the Banks of the vi 299
Richard I vii 31
Richmond Hill (Thomson) vi 214
Ridley, Latimer and vii 61
Robinson, To Henry Crabb (Tour in Italy, 1837) viii 41
Rob Roy’s Grave ii 403
Rock, Inscribed upon a vi 173
Rocks, Two heath-clad viii 170
Rocky Stream, Composed on the Banks of a vi 208
Rocky Stream, On the Banks of a viii 188
Rogers, Samuel, To vii 280
Roman Antiquities viii 33
Roman Antiquities (Old Penrith) vii 308
Roman Refinements, Temptations from vii 10
Romance of the Water Lily vii 252
Rome (Two Sonnets) viii 62
Rome, At (Three Sonnets) viii 59
Rome, The Pine of Monte Mario at viii 58
Roslin Chapel, Composed in vii 287
Rotha Q----, To vii 171
Ruins of a Castle in North Wales vii 131
Rural Architecture ii 206
Rural Ceremony vii 98
Rural Illusions vii 319
Russian Fugitive, The vii 239
Ruth ii 104
Rydal, At, on May Morning (1838) viii 94
Rydal Chapel vii 109
Rydal, Written upon a Stone at ii 63
Rydal, In the woods of vii 176
Rydal Mere, By the side of vii 403
Rydal Mount, Inscription for a Stone in the Grounds of vii 269
S. H., To vii 162
Sacheverel vii 82
Sacrament vii 93
Sailor’s Mother, The ii 270
Saint Bees’ Head, In a Steam-boat off vii 351
Saint Catherine of Ledbury viii 34
Saint Gothard (Ranz des Vaches on the Pass of) vi 326
Saint Herbert’s Island, Derwent-water (Hermitage) ii 210
Saints vii 54
Salinero, Ambrosio iv 233
Salisbury Plain, Incidents upon i 77
San Salvador, The Church of vi 332
Saxon Clergy, Primitive vii 19
Saxon Conquest vii 12
Saxon Monasteries vii 22
Saxons vii 29
“Say, what is Honour?--’Tis the finest sense” iv 225
Schill iv 226
Scholars of the Village School of ----, Address to the ii 84
School, Composed in anticipation of leaving i 1
School Exercise at Hawkshead, Written As a viii 211
Schwytz vi 324
Scottish Covenanters, Persecution of the vii 79
Scott, Sir Walter, Departure of vii 284
Sea-shore, Composed by the vii 340
Sea-side, Composed by the ii 330
Sea-side, By the vii 338
Seasons, Thoughts on the vii 229
Seathwaite Chapel vi 249
Seclusion (Two Sonnets) vii 20
Sellon, To Miss viii 325
September 1, 1802 ii 342
September, 1815 vi 64
September, 1819 vi 201
Seven Sisters, The ii 204
Sexton, To a ii 95
Sheep-washing vi 253
Shepherd-Boys, The Idle ii 138
“She was a Phantom of delight” iii 1
Simon Lee i 262
Simplon Pass, Column lying in the vi 356
Simplon Pass, Stanza’s composed in the vi 357
Simplon Pass, The ii 69
Sister, To my i 270
Skiddaw ii 238
Sky-lark, To a iii 42
Sky-lark, To a vii 143
Sky-prospect--From the Plain of France vi 377
Sleep, To (Three Sonnets) iv 42
Snow-drop, To a vi 191
Sobieski, John vi 110
Solitary Reaper, The ii 397
Solitude (The Duddon) vi 245
Somnambulist, The vii 393
Song at the Feast of Brougham Castle iv 82
Song for the Spinning Wheel iv 275
Song for the Wandering Jew ii 182
Sonnet, The vii 163
Sonnet, June, 1820 (Fame tells of groves) vi 214
Sonnet, September 1, 1802 (We had a female Passenger) ii 342
Sonnet, September, 1802 (Inland, within a hollow vale) ii 343
Sonnet, September, 1815 (While not a leaf seems faded) vi 64
Sonnet, October, 1803 (One might believe) ii 430
Sonnet, October, 1803 (These times strike monied worldlings) ii 432
Sonnet, October, 1803 (When, looking on the present face
of things) ii 433
Sonnet, November, 1806 (Another year!) iv 49
Sonnet, November, 1813 (Now that all hearts are glad) iv 282
Sonnet, November 1, 1815 (How clear, how keen) vi 63
Sonnet, November, 1836 (Even so for me a Vision) viii 37
Sound of Mull, In the vii 293
Sound, The Power of vii 203
Southey, Edith May vii 157
Southey, (Inscription for monument) viii 157
Spade of a Friend, To the iv 2
Spaniards (Three Sonnets) iv 246
Spanish Guerillas, The French and the iv 248
Spanish Guerillas iv 253
Sparrow’s Nest, The ii 236
Spinning Wheel, Song for the iv 275
Sponsors vii 90
Spring, Lines written in Early i 268
Staffa, Cave of (Four Sonnets) vii 376
Star and the Glow-worm, The vi 167
Star-gazers iv 22
Staubbach, On approaching the vi 306
Steamboats, Viaducts, and Railways vii 389
Stepping-stones, The (Two Sonnets) vi 239
Stepping Westward ii 396
Stone, F., Lines suggested by a Portrait from the Pencil
of (Two Poems) viii 1
Storm, Composed during a vi 187
Stray Pleasures iv 18
Stream, Composed on the Banks of a Rocky vi 208
Stream, On the Banks of a Rocky viii 188
Stream, Tributary vi 250
Streams (The Duddon) vi 255
Streams, The unremitting voice of nightly viii 187
Swan, The vi 198
Sweden, The King of ii 338
Sweden, The King of iv 227
Switzerland, Subjugation of iv 60
Tables Turned, The i 274
Tell, Effusion in presence of the Tower of vi 321
Temptations from Roman Refinements vii 10
Thanksgiving after Childbirth vii 95
Thanksgiving Ode vi 74
“The leaves that rustled on this oak-crowned hill” vii 406
“There is a bondage worse, far worse, to bear” ii 431
“There is a little unpretending Rill” iv 53
There was a Boy ii 57
“The Stars are mansions built by Nature’s hand” vi 210
“This Lawn, a carpet all alive” vii 228
Thomson’s “Castle of Indolence,” Stanzas written in ii 305
Thorn, The i 239
Thrasymene, Near the Lake of (Two Sonnets) viii 66
Thrush, The (Two Sonnets) viii 93
Thun, Memorial near the Lake of vi 310
Tillbrook, Rev. Samuel vi 65
Tilsbury Vale, The Farmer of ii 147
Tintern Abbey, Lines, composed a few miles above ii 51
To ---- in her seventieth year vii 172
To ---- Upon the birth of her First-born Child vii 328
To ---- (Mrs. Wordsworth), (Two Poems) vii 121
To ---- (Look at the fate of summer flowers) vii 124
To ---- (Miscellaneous Sonnets--Dedication) vii 159
To ---- (Miscellaneous Sonnets--Conclusion) vii 177
To ---- (Wait, prithee, wait!) viii 32
To ---- on her First Ascent of Helvellyn vi 135
To ---- (The Haunted Tree) vi 199
Torrent at Devil’s Bridge vii 129
Tour among the Alps (1791-2), (Descriptive Sketches) i 35
Tour among the Alps (1791-2), (Descriptive Sketches) i 309
Tour in Italy (1837), Memorials of a viii 39
Tour in Scotland (1803), Memorials of a ii 377
Tour in Scotland (1814), Memorials of a vi 15
Tour in Scotland (1831) vii 278
Tour in the Summer of 1833 vii 341
Tour on the Continent (1820), Memorials of a vi 285
Toussaint L’Ouverture, To ii 339
Tradition vi 253
Tradition, American vi 246
Tradition, Fancy and vii 306
Tradition of Oker Hill vii 230
Trajan, The Pillar of vii 137
Translation of the Bible vii 58
Transubstantiation vii 44
Triad, The vii 181
Tributary Stream vi 250
Troilus and Cresida ii 264
Trosachs, The vii 288
Turtledove, The Poet and the Caged vii 265
Twilight vi 67
Two April Mornings, The ii 89
Two Thieves, The ii 60
Tyndrum, Suggested at vii 294
Tynwald Hill vii 366
Tyrolese, Feelings of the iv 215
Tyrolese, On the final submission of the iv 217
Tyrolese Sonnets iv 213
Ulpha, Kirk of vi 260
Uncertainty vii 7
Utilitarians, To the viii 299
Valedictory Sonnet (Miscellaneous Sonnets) viii 102
Vallombrosa, At viii 75
Vaudois, The (Two Sonnets) vii 44
Vaudracour and Julia iii 24
Venetian Republic, On the Extinction of ii 336
Venice, Scene in vii 34
Venus, To the Planet (January 1838) viii 92
Venus, To the Planet (Loch Lomond) vii 299
Vernal Ode vi 138
Vienna, Siege of, raised by John Sobieski vi 110
Virgin, The vii 54
Visitation of the Sick vii 96
Waggoner, The iii 76
Waldenses vii 46
Wallace’s Tower vi 26
Walton, Isaac vi 190
Walton’s Book of Lives vii 77
Wandering Jew, Song for the ii 182
Wansfell viii 153
Warning, The vii 330
Wars of York and Lancaster vii 48
Waterfall and the Eglantine, The ii 170
Water-fowl iv 277
Waterloo, After visiting the Field of vi 292
Waterloo, Occasioned by the Battle of (Three Sonnets) vi 111
We are Seven i 228
Wellington, On a Portrait of the Duke of viii 118
Westall, Mr. W., Views of the Caves, etc., in Yorkshire, by
(Three Poems) vi 183
Westminster Bridge, Composed upon ii 328
Westmoreland Girl, The viii 172
“Whence that low voice?--A whisper from the heart” vi 252
“Where lies the truth? has Man, in wisdom’s creed” viii 182
“While Anna’s peers and early playmates tread” vii 169
Whirl-blast, The i 238
Whistlers, The Seven iv 68
White Doe of Rylstone iv 100
“Who fancied what a pretty sight?” ii 374
“Why, Minstrel, these untuneful murmurings” vii 161
Wicliffe vii 49
Widow on Windermere Side, The viii 89
Wild Duck’s Nest, The vi 189
Wild-Fowl viii 234
William the Third vii 80
Winter (French Army), (Two Poems) vi 107
Wishing-gate, The vii 189
Wishing-gate Destroyed, The vii 192
Worcester Cathedral, A Grave-Stone in vii 201
Wordsworth, Catherine vi 72
Wordsworth, Dora vi 132
Wordsworth, John, Elegiac Verses in memory of iii 58
Wordsworth, John (Fir Grove) iii 66
Wordsworth, To the Rev. Christopher viii 162
Wordsworth, To the Rev. Dr. (Duddon) vi 227
Wordsworth, Thomas viii 39
Wren’s Nest, A vii 325
Yarrow Unvisited ii 411
Yarrow Visited vi 35
Yarrow Revisited vii 278
Yew-trees ii 369
Yew-tree Seat i 108
York and Lancaster, Wars of vii 48
Young England viii 180
Young Lady, To a ii 365
Youth, Written in very early i 3
Zaragoza iv 224
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A barking sound the Shepherd hears, iii 44
A Book came forth of late, called PETER BELL; vi 212
A bright-haired company of youthful slaves, vii 14
Abruptly paused the strife;--the field throughout vi 216
A dark plume fetch me from yon blasted yew, vi 248
Adieu, Rydalian Laurels! that have grown vii 342
Advance--come forth from thy Tyrolean ground, iv 214
Aerial Rock--whose solitary brow vi 188
A famous man is Robin Hood, ii 403
Affections lose their object; Time brings forth, viii 185
A flock of sheep that leisurely pass by, iv 43
A genial hearth, a hospitable board, vii 87
A German Haggis from receipt viii 272
Age! twine thy brows with fresh spring flowers, ii 414
Ah! if I were a lady gay viii 262
Ah, think how one compelled for life to abide, viii 110
A humming Bee--a little tinkling rill-- v 106
Ah, when the Body, round which in love we clung, vii 19
Ah! where is Palafox? Nor tongue nor pen iv 240
Ah why deceive ourselves! by no mere fit, viii 86
Aid, glorious Martyrs, from your fields of light, vii 64
Alas! what boots the long laborious quest iv 216
“_A little onward lend thy guiding hand_” vi 133
All praise the Likeness by thy skill portrayed, viii 114
Along the mazes of this song I go, viii 233
A love-lorn Maid, at some far-distant time, vi 253
Ambition--following down this far-famed slope vi 356
Amid a fertile region green with wood vii 301
Amid the smoke of cities did you pass ii 157
Amid this dance of objects sadness steals vi 299
Among a grave fraternity of Monks, viii 6
Among all lovely things my Love had been, viii 232
Among the dwellers in the silent fields, viii 310
Among the dwellings framed by birds vii 325
Among the mountains were we nursed, loved Stream! vi 193
Among the mountains were we nursed, loved Stream! vii 345
A month, sweet Little-ones, is past iv 63
An age hath been when Earth was proud vi 146
A narrow girdle of rough stones and crags, ii 164
And has the Sun his flaming chariot driven, viii 211
And is it among rude untutored Dales, iv 222
And is this--Yarrow?--_This_ the Stream vi 36
And, not in vain embodied to the sight, vii 40
“And shall,” the Pontiff asks, “profaneness flow” vii 30
And what is Penance with her knotted thong; vii 50
And what melodious sounds at times prevail! vii 40
An Orpheus! an Orpheus! yes, Faith may grow bold, iv 20
Another year!--another deadly blow! iv 49
A pen--to register; a key-- vii 117
A Pilgrim, when the summer day vi 167
A plague on your languages, German and Norse! ii 73
A pleasant music floats along the Mere, vii 27
_A Poet!_--He hath put his heart to school, viii 128
A point of life between my Parents’ dust, vii 346
Arms and the Man I sing, the first who bore viii 281
Army of Clouds! ye wingèd Host in troops, viii 142
A Rock there is whose homely front vii 274
A Roman Master stands on Grecian ground, iv 242
Around a wild and woody hill vi 310
Arran! a single-crested Teneriffe, vii 370
Art thou a Statist in the van ii 75
Art thou the bird whom Man loves best, ii 295
As faith thus sanctified the warrior’s crest vii 42
A simple Child, i 231
As indignation mastered grief, my tongue, viii 85
As leaves are to the tree whereon they grow, viii 87
A slumber did my spirit seal; ii 83
As often as I murmur here vii 265
As star that shines dependent upon star vii 87
“As the cold aspect of a sunless way” vi 191
A Stream, to mingle with your favourite Dee, vii 129
A sudden conflict rises from the swell vii 82
As, when a storm hath ceased, the birds regain vii 9
As with the Stream our voyage we pursue, vii 33
At early dawn, or rather when the air vi 185
A Traveller on the skirt of Sarum’s Plain i 79
A trouble, not of clouds, or weeping rain, vii 284
At the corner of Wood Street, when daylight appears, i 226
A twofold harmony is here viii 282
Avaunt all specious pliancy of mind iv 247
Avaunt this œconomic rage! viii 299
A voice, from long-expecting thousands sent vii 79
A volant Tribe of Bards on earth are found, vii 119
Avon--a precious, an immortal name! vii 303
A weight of awe, not easy to be borne, vii 390
A whirl-blast from behind the hill i 238
A wingèd Goddess--clothed in vesture wrought vi 292
A Youth too certain of his power to wade vii 362
Bard of the Fleece, whose skilful genius made iv 273
Beaumont! it was thy wish that I should rear iii 23
Before I see another day, i 276
Before the world had past her time of youth, viii 107
“Begone, thou fond presumptuous Elf,” ii 170
Beguiled into forgetfulness of care, viii 2
Behold an emblem of our human mind, viii 188
Behold a pupil of the monkish gown, vii 24
Behold her, single in the field, ii 397
Behold, within the leafy shade, ii 237
“Beloved Vale!” I said, “when I shall con” iv 35
Beneath the concave of an April sky, vi 138
Beneath these fruit-tree boughs that shed ii 367
Beneath yon eastern ridge, the craggy bound, iv 80
Be this the chosen site; the virgin sod, vii 103
Between two sister moorland rills ii 96
Bishops and Priests, blessed are ye, if deep vii 86
Black Demons hovering o’er his mitred head, vii 34
Bleak season was it, turbulent and bleak, ii 121
Blest is this Isle--our native Land; vii 109
Blest Statesman He, whose Mind’s unselfish will, viii 101
Bold words affirmed, in days when faith was strong vii 359
Brave Schill! by death delivered, take thy flight iv 226
Bright Flower! whose home is everywhere, ii 360
Bright was the summer’s noon when quickening steps iii 186
Broken in fortune, but in mind entire vii 365
Brook and road ii 69
Brook, that hast been my solace days and weeks, viii 265
Brook! whose society the Poet seeks, iv 52
Brugès I saw attired with golden light vi 288
But Cytherea, studious to invent, viii 277
But here no cannon thunders to the gale; vi 262
But liberty, and triumphs on the Main, vii 102
But, to outweigh all harm, the sacred Book, vii 58
But, to remote Northumbria’s royal Hall, vii 15
But what if One, through grove or flowery mead, vii 21
But whence came they who for the Saviour Lord vii 44
By a blest Husband guided, Mary came, viii 35
By antique Fancy trimmed--though lowly, bred vi 324
By Art’s bold privilege Warrior and War-Horse stand, viii 118
By chain yet stronger must the Soul be tied: vii 93
By playful smiles, (alas, too oft, viii 120
By such examples moved to unbought pains, vii 22
By their floating mill, iv 18
By vain affections unenthralled, vii 135
Call not the royal Swede unfortunate, iv 227
Calm as an under-current, strong to draw, vii 80
Calm is all nature as a resting wheel i 4
Calm is the fragrant air, and loth to lose vii 317
Calvert! it must not be unheard by them iv 44
“Change me, some God, into that breathing rose!” vi 237
Chatsworth! thy stately mansion, and the pride vii 273
Child of loud-throated War! the mountain Stream ii 401
Child of the clouds! remote from every taint vi 231
Clarkson! it was an obstinate hill to climb: iv 62
Closing the sacred Book which long has fed vii 98
Clouds, lingering yet, extend in solid bars iv 73
Coldly we spake. The Saxons, overpowered vii 29
Come, gentle Sleep, Death’s image tho’ thou art, viii 264
Come ye--who, if (which Heaven avert!) the Land ii 437
Companion! by whose buoyant Spirit cheered, viii 41
Complacent Fictions were they, yet the same, viii 61
Confiding hopes of youthful hearts, viii 297
Critics, right honourable Bard, decree viii 272
Dark and more dark the shades of evening fell; ii 349
Darkness surrounds us: seeking, we are lost vii 7
Days passed--and Monte Calvo would not clear, viii 64
Days undefiled by luxury or sloth, viii 179
Dear be the Church, that, watching o’er the needs vii 89
Dear Child of Nature, let them rail! ii 366
Dear Fellow-travellers! think not that the Muse, vi 285
Dear native regions, I foretell, i 2
Dear Reliques! from a pit of vilest mould vi 114
Dear to the Loves, and to the Graces vowed, vii 350
Deep is the lamentation! Not alone vii 56
Degenerate Douglas! oh, the unworthy Lord! ii 410
Deign, Sovereign Mistress, to accept a lay, viii 319
Departed Child! I could forget thee once iv 249
Departing summer hath assumed vi 202
Deplorable his lot who tills the ground, vii 38
Desire we past illusions to recal? vvii 360
Desponding Father! mark this altered bough viii 31
Despond who will--_I_ heard a voice exclaim, vii 368
Destined to war from very infancy iv 234
Did pangs of grief for lenient time too keen, vii 363
Discourse was deemed Man’s noblest attribute, viii 184
Dishonoured Rock and Ruin! that, by law, vii 292
Dogmatic Teachers, of the snow-white fur! vi 208
Doomed as we are our native dust vi 312
Doubling and doubling with laborious walk, vii 295
Down a swift Stream, thus far, a bold design vii 83
Dread hour! when, upheaved by war’s sulphurous blast, vi 329
Driven in by Autumn’s sharpening air vii 410
Earth has not any thing to show more fair: ii 328
Eden! till now thy beauty had I viewed vii 385
Emperors and Kings, how oft have temples rung vi 113
England! the time is come when thou should’st wean ii 433
Enlightened Teacher, gladly from thy hand viii 162
Enough! for see, with dim association vii 44
Enough of climbing toil!--Ambition treads vi 149
Enough of garlands, of the Arcadian crook, vii 294
Enough of rose-bud lips, and eyes vii 239
Ere the Brothers through the gateway iv 12
Erewhile to celebrate this glorious morn vi 195
Ere with cold beads of midnight dew vii 145
Ere yet our course was graced with social trees vi 235
Eternal Lord! eased of a cumbrous load, viii 81
Ethereal minstrel! pilgrim of the sky! vii 143
Even as a dragon’s eye that feels the stress vi 69
Even as a river,--partly (it might seem) iii 293
Even so for me a Vision sanctified viii 37
Even such the contrast that, where’er we move, vii 71
Even while I speak, the sacred roofs of France vii 101
Excuse is needless when with love sincere vii 162
Failing impartial measure to dispense viii 99
Fair Ellen Irwin, when she sate ii 124
Fair is the Swan, whose majesty, prevailing vi 116
Fair Lady! can I sing of flowers viii 177
Fair Land! Thee all men greet with joy; bow few, viii 84
Fair Prime of life! were it enough to gild vii 165
Fair Star of evening, Splendour of the west, ii 330
Fallen, and diffused into a shapeless heap, vi 256
Fame tells of groves--from England far away-- vi 214
Fancy, who leads the pastimes of the glad, vii 178
“Farewell, deep Valley, with thy one rude House,” v 196
Farewell, thou little Nook of mountain-ground, ii 324
Far from my dearest Friend, ’tis mine to rove i 6
Far from our home by Grasmere’s quiet Lake, iv 259
Father! to God himself we cannot give vii 90
Fear hath a hundred eyes that all agree vii 69
Feel for the wrongs to universal ken viii 129
Festivals have I seen that were not names: ii 334
Fit retribution, by the moral code viii 108
Five years have past; five summers, with the length ii 51
Flattered with promise of escape vii 229
Fly, some kind Harbinger, to Grasmere-dale! ii 419
Fond words have oft been spoken to thee, Sleep! iv 43
For action born, existing to be tried, viii 67
Forbear to deem the Chronicler unwise, viii 61
For ever hallowed be this morning fair, vii 15
For gentlest uses, oft-times Nature takes vi 316
Forgive, illustrious Country! these deep sighs, viii 65
Forth from a jutting ridge, around whose base viii 170
For thirst of power that Heaven disowns, viii 320
Forth rushed from Envy sprung and Self-conceit, viii 304
For what contend the wise?--for nothing less vii 58
Four fiery steeds impatient of the rein viii 32
From Bolton’s old monastic tower iv 106
From early youth I ploughed the restless Main, vii 364
From false assumption rose, and fondly hail’d vii 36
From Little down to Least, in due degree, vii 91
From low to high doth dissolution climb, vii 100
From Nature doth emotion come, and moods iii 355
From Rite and Ordinance abused they fled vii 85
From Stirling castle we had seen ii 411
From that time forth, Authority in France iii 330
From the Baptismal hour, thro’ weal and woe, vii 97
From the dark chambers of dejection freed, vi 34
From the fierce aspect of this River, throwing vi 308
From the Pier’s head, musing, and with increase vi 381
From this deep chasm, where quivering sunbeams play vi 245
Frowns are on every Muse’s face, vii 157
Furl we the sails, and pass with tardy oars vii 41
Genius of Raphael! if thy wings vii 195
Giordano, verily thy Pencil’s skill viii 183
Glad sight wherever new with old viii 154
Glide gently, thus for ever glide, i 33
Glory to God! and to the Power who came vii 107
Go back to antique ages, if thine eyes vii 174
Go, faithful Portrait! and where long hath knelt vii 318
Grant, that by this unsparing hurricane vii 57
Grateful is Sleep, my life, in stone bound fast, viii 264
Great men have been among us; hands that penned ii 346
Greta, what fearful listening! when huge stones vii 344
Grief, thou hast lost an ever-ready friend vi 196
Grieve for the Man who hither came bereft, viii 72
Had this effulgence disappeared vi 177
Hail, orient Conqueror of gloomy Night! vi 78
Hail to the crown by Freedom shaped--to gird v 235
Hail to the fields--with Dwellings sprinkled o’er vi 243
Hail, Twilight, sovereign of one peaceful hour! vi 67
Hail, Virgin Queen! o’er many an envious bar vii 65
Hail, Zaragoza! If with unwet eye iv 224
Happy the feeling from the bosom thrown vii 159
Hard task! exclaim the undisciplined, to lean viii 86
Hark! ’tis the Thrush, undaunted, undeprest, viii 93
Harmonious Powers with Nature work viii 125
Harp! could’st thou venture, on thy boldest string vii 72
Hast thou seen, with flash incessant, vi 174
Hast thou then survived-- iii 14
Haydon! let worthier judges praise the skill vii 277
Here closed the Tenant of that lonely vale v 145
_Here Man more purely lives, less oft doth fall_, vii 37
Here, on our native soil, we breathe once more ii 341
Here on their knees men swore; the stones were black, vii 381
Here pause: the poet claims at least this praise, iv 255
Here stood an Oak, that long had borne affixed vii 305
Here, where, of havoc tired and rash undoing, viii 168
Her eyes are wild, her head is bare, i 258
Her only pilot the soft breeze, the boat vii 160
“High bliss is only for a higher state,” vii 156
High deeds, O Germans, are to come from you! iv 59
High in the breathless Hall the Minstrel sate, iv 83
High is our calling, Friend!--Creative Art vi 61
High on a broad unfertile tract of forest-skirted Down, viii 133
High on her speculative tower vi 345
His simple truths did Andrew glean ii 174
Holy and heavenly Spirits as they are, vii 67
Homeward we turn. Isle of Columba’s Cell, vii 382
Hope rules a land for ever green: vii 190
Hope smiled when your nativity was cast, vii 378
Hopes, what are they?--Beads of morning vi 170
How art thou named? In search of what strange land, vii 129
How beautiful the Queen of Night, on high viii 188
How beautiful, when up a lofty height viii 90
How beautiful your presence, how benign, vii 19
How blest the Maid whose heart--yet free vi 351
How clear, how keen, how marvellously bright vi 63
“How disappeared he?” Ask the newt and toad; vii 297
How fast the Marian death-list is unrolled! vii 61
How profitless the relics that we cull, vii 308
How richly glows the water’s breast i 32
How rich that forehead’s calm expanse! vii 123
How sad a welcome! To each voyager vii 380
How shall I paint thee?--Be this naked stone, vi 232
How soon--alas! did Man, created pure-- vii 35
How sweet it is, when mother Fancy rocks iv 36
Humanity, delighting to behold vi 107
Hunger, and sultry heat, and nipping blast iv 248
I am not One who much or oft delight iv 31
I come, ye little noisy Crew, ii 84
I dropped my pen; and listened to the Wind iv 211
I find it written of Simonides, viii 258
If from the public way you turn your steps ii 215
If Life were slumber on a bed of down, vii 351
If money’s slack, viii 271
If Nature, for a favourite child, ii 88
If there be prophets on whose spirits rest vii 5
If these brief Records, by the Muses’ art vii 177
If the whole weight of what we think and feel, vii 165
If this great world of joy and pain vii 336
If thou indeed derive thy light from Heaven, vii 175
If thou in the dear love of some one Friend ii 210
If to Tradition faith be due vii 311
If with old love of you, dear Hills! I share viii 95
I grieved for Buonaparté, with a vain ii 323
I hate that Andrew Jones; he’ll breed viii 221
I have a boy of five years old; i 234
I heard (alas! ’twas only in a dream) vi 198
I heard a thousand blended notes, i 269
I know an aged Man constrained to dwell viii 186
I listen--but no faculty of mine, vi 326
Imagination--ne’er before content, vi 88
I marvel how Nature could ever find space ii 208
I met Louisa in the shade, ii 362
Immured in Bothwell’s Towers, at times the Brave vii 299
In Brugès town is many a street vii 198
In days of yore how fortunately fared v 67
In desultory walk through orchard grounds, viii 123
In distant countries have I been, i 279
In due observance of an ancient rite, iv 241
Inland, within a hollow vale, I stood; ii 343
Inmate of a mountain-dwelling, vi 135
In my mind’s eye a Temple, like a cloud vii 173
In one of those excursions (may they ne’er iii 367
Intent on gathering wool from hedge and brake viii 122
In these fair vales hath many a Tree vii 269
In the sweet shire of Cardigan, i 262
In this still place, remote from men, ii 393
In trellised shed with clustering roses gay, iv 102
Intrepid sons of Albion! not by you vi 111
In youth from rock to rock I went, ii 353
I rose while yet the cattle, heat-opprest, vi 257
I saw a Mother’s eye intensely bent vii 92
I saw an aged Beggar in my walk; i 300
I saw far off the dark top of a Pine, viii 58
I saw the figure of a lovely Maid vii 74
Is _Death_, when evil against good has fought, viii 106
I shiver, Spirit fierce and bold, ii 379
Is it a reed that’s shaken by the wind, ii 331
Is then no nook of English ground secure, viii 166
Is then the final page before me spread, vi 382
Is there a power that can sustain and cheer iv 228
Is this, ye Gods, the Capitolian Hill, viii 59
_I thought of Thee, my partner and my guide_, vi 263
It is a beauteous evening, calm and free, ii 335
It is no Spirit who from heaven hath flown, ii 376
It is not to be thought of that the Flood ii 347
It is the first mild day of March: i 271
I travelled among unknown men, ii 80
It seems a day ii 70
It was a beautiful and silent day iii 311
It was a dreary morning when the wheels iii 168
It was a _moral_ end for which they fought; iv 217
It was an April morning: fresh and clear ii 154
I’ve watched you now a full half-hour, ii 297
I wandered lonely as a cloud iii 4
I was thy neighbour once, thou rugged Pile! iii 54
I watch, and long have watched, with calm regret vi 197
I, who accompanied with faithful pace vii 4
I, whose pretty Voice you hear, viii 295
I will relate a tale for those who love viii 224
Jesu! bless our slender Boat, vi 301
Jones! I as from Calais southward you and I ii 332
Just as those final words were penned, the sun broke out
in power, viii 135
Keep for the Young the Impassioned smile vi 218
Lady! a Pen (perhaps with thy regard, viii 8
Lady! I rifled a Parnassian cave vi 211
Lady! the songs of Spring were in the grove iv 58
Lament! for Diocletian’s fiery sword vii 8
Lance, shield, and sword relinquished--at his side vii 20
Last night, without a voice, that Vision spake vii 74
Let other bards of angels sing, vii 121
Let thy wheel-barrow alone ii 95
Let us quit the leafy arbour, vi 153
Lie here, without a record of thy worth, iii 50
Life with yon Lambs, like day, is just begun, viii 97
Like a shipwreck’d Sailor tost vii 328
List, the winds of March are blowing; vii 331
List--’twas the Cuckoo.--O with what delight, viii 68
List, ye who pass by Lyulph’s Tower vii 394
Lo! in the burning west, the craggy nape vi 377
Lone Flower, hemmed in with snows and white as they vi 191
Long-favoured England! be not thou misled, viii 131
Long has the dew been dried on tree and lawn, viii 63
Long time have human ignorance and guilt iii 345
Lonsdale! it were unworthy of a Guest, vii 392
Look at the fate of summer flowers, vii 124
Look now on that Adventurer who hath paid iv 228
Lord of the vale! astounding Flood; vi 26
Loud is the Vale! the Voice is up iv 47
Loving she is, and tractable, though wild; iv 252
Lo! where she stands fixed in a saint-like trance, viii 132
Lo! where the Moon along the sky, viii 88
Lowther! in thy majestic Pile are seen vii 392
Lulled by the sound of pastoral bells, vi 372
Lyre! though such power do in thy magic live, viii 147
“Man’s life is like a Sparrow, mighty King!” vii 16
Mark how the feathered tenants of the flood, iv 278
Mark the concentred hazels that enclose vi 71
Meek Virgin Mother, more benign vi 318
Men of the Western World! in Fate’s dark book, viii 112
Men, who have ceased to reverence, soon defy vii 68
Mercy and Love have met thee on thy road, vii 7
Methinks that I could trip o’er heaviest soil, vii 66
Methinks that to some vacant hermitage vii 21
Methinks ’twere no unprecedented feat vi 255
Methought I saw the footsteps of a throne iv 46
’Mid crowded obelisks and urns ii 387
Mid-noon is past;--upon the sultry mead vi 254
Milton! thou should’st be living at this hour: ii 346
Mine ear has wrung, my spirit sunk subdued, vii 104
“_Miserrimus!_” and neither name nor date, vii 201
Monastic Domes! following my downward way, vii 100
Most sweet it is with unuplifted eyes vii 401
Mother! whose virgin bosom was uncrost, vii 54
Motions and Means, on land and sea at war, vii 389
My frame hath often trembled with delight vi 250
My heart leaps up when I behold ii 292
My Lord and Lady Darlington viii 298
My Son! behold the tide already spent, viii 273
Nay, Traveller! rest. This lonely Yew-tree stands i 109
Near Anio’s stream, I spied a gentle Dove, viii 65
Never enlivened with the liveliest ray, viii 150
Next morning Troilus began to clear ii 264
No fiction was it of the antique age: vi 241
No more: the end is sudden and abrupt, vii 309
No mortal object did these eyes behold iii 381
No record tells of lance opposed to lance, vi 258
Nor scorn the aid which Fancy oft doth lend vii 18
Nor shall the eternal roll of praise reject vii 78
Nor wants the cause the panic-striking aid vii 12
Not a breath of air, viii 146
Not envying Latian shades--if yet they throw vi 230
Not hurled precipitous from steep to steep; vi 261
Not in the lucid intervals of life vii 402
Not in the mines beyond the western main, vii 400
Not, like his great Compeers, indignantly vi 303
Not Love, not War, nor the tumultuous swell vii 118
Not ’mid the World’s vain objects that enslave iv 210
Not sedentary all: there are who roam vii 23
Not seldom, clad in radiant vest, vi 175
Not so that Pair whose youthful spirits dance vi 240
Not the whole warbling grove in concert heard vii 169
Not to the clouds, not to the cliff, he flew; vii 372
Not to the object specially designed, viii 106
Not utterly unworthy to endure vii 55
Not without heavy grief of heart did He iv 236
No whimsey of the purse is here, viii 259
Now that all hearts are glad, all faces bright, iv 282
Now that the farewell tear is dried, vi 338
Now we are tired of boisterous joy, ii 420
Now when the primrose makes a splendid show, viii 116
Nuns fret not at their convent’s narrow room; iv 28
Oak of Guernica! Tree of holier power iv 245
O blithe New-comer! I have heard, ii 289
O dearer far than light and life are dear, vii 122
O’er the wide earth, on mountain and on plain, iv 223
O’erweening Statesmen have full long relied iv 247
O Flower of all that springs from gentle blood, iv 235
Of mortal parents is the Hero born iv 214
O for a dirge! But why complain? vii 132
O, for a kindling touch from that pure flame, vi 110
O for the help of Angels to complete vi 297
O Friend! I know not which way I must look ii 345
Oft have I caught, upon a fitful breeze, vii 373
Oft have I seen, ere Time had ploughed my cheek, vii 163
Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray: ii 99
Oft is the medal faithful to its trust iv 77
Oft, through thy fair domains, illustrious Peer! v 20
O gentle Sleep! do they belong to thee, iv 42
O happy time of youthful lovers (thus iii 24
Oh Bounty without measure, while the Grace viii 308
Oh Life! without thy chequered scene vi 315
Oh! pleasant exercise of hope and joy! iii 35
Oh what a Wreck! how changed in mien and speech, viii 36
Oh! what’s the matter? what’s the matter? i 254
“O Lord, our Lord! how wondrously,” (quoth she) ii 240
O Moon! if e’er I joyed when thy soft light viii 235
O mountain Stream! the Shepherd and his Cot vi 245
Once did She hold the gorgeous east in fee; ii 336
Once I could hail (howe’er serene the sky) vii 152
Once in a lonely hamlet I sojourned ii 285
Once more the Church is seized with sudden fear, vii 49
Once on the top of Tynwald’s formal mound vii 366
Once to the verge of yon steep barrier came viii 236
One might believe that natural miseries ii 431
One morning (raw it was and wet-- ii 270
One who was suffering tumult in his soul vi 187
On his morning rounds the Master iii 48
O Nightingale! thou surely art iv 67
On, loitering Muse--the swift Stream chides us--on! vi 242
“On Man, on Nature, and on Human Life,” v 23
On Nature’s invitation do I come, ii 118
O now that the genius of Bewick were mine, ii 60
On to Iona!--What can she afford vii 379
Open your gates, ye everlasting Piles! vii 105
O there is blessing in this gentle breeze, iii 132
O thou who movest onward with a mind iv 231
O thou! whose fancies from afar are brought; ii 351
Our bodily life, some plead, that life the shrine, viii 109
Our walk was far among the ancient trees: ii 167
Outstretching flame-ward his upbraided hand vii 62
Pansies, lilies, kingcups, daisies, ii 301
Part fenced by man, part by a rugged steep vii 286
Pastor and Patriot!--at whose bidding rise vii 349
Patriots informed with Apostolic light vii 85
Pause, courteous Spirit!--Balbi supplicates iv 237
Pause, Traveller! whosoe’er thou be vi 173
Peaceful our valley, fair and green; viii 259
Pelion and Ossa flourish side by side, ii 238
“People! your chains are severing link by link;” vii 290
Perhaps some needful service of the State iv 230
Pleasures newly found are sweet ii 303
Portentous change when History can appear, viii 130
Praised be the Art whose subtle power could stay iv 272
Praised be the Rivers, from their mountain springs vii 45
Prejudged by foes determined not to spare, vii 71
Presentiments! they judge not right vii 266
Prompt transformation works the novel Lore; vii 17
Proud were ye, Mountains, when, in times of old, viii 167
Pure element of waters! wheresoe’er vi 184
Queen of the Stars!--so gentle, so benign, viii 15
Ranging the heights of Scawfell or Black-Comb, vii 358
Rapt above earth by power of one fair face, viii 81
Realms quake by turns: proud Arbitress of grace, vii 32
Record we too, with just and faithful pen, vii 39
Redoubted King, of courage leonine, vii 31
Reluctant call it was; the rite delayed; vii 323
“Rest, rest, perturbèd Earth!” vi 95
Return, Content! for fondly I pursued, vi 255
Rid of a vexing and a heavy load, viii 265
Rise!--they _have_ risen: of brave Aneurin ask vii 11
Rotha, my Spiritual Child! this head was grey vii 171
Rude is this Edifice, and Thou hast seen ii 213
Sacred Religion! “mother of form and fear,” vi 249
Sad thoughts, avaunt!--partake we their blithe cheer vi 253
Said red-ribboned Evans: viii 302
Said Secrecy to Cowardice and Fraud, viii 304
Say, what is Honour?--’Tis the finest sense iv 225
Say, ye far-travelled clouds, far-seeing hills-- vii 287
Scattering, like birds escaped the fowler’s net, vii 64
Scorn not the Sonnet; Critic, you have frowned, vii 163
Screams round the Arch-druid’s brow the seamew--white vii 6
Seek who will delight in fable, viii 172
See the Condemned alone within his cell, viii 110
See what gay wild flowers deck this earth-built Cot, vii 296
See, where his difficult way that Old Man wins, viii 83
Serene, and fitted to embrace, vi 117
Serving no haughty Muse, my hands have here, viii 102
Seven Daughters had Lord Archibald, ii 204
Shade of Caractacus, if spirits love, viii 309
Shall he who gives his days to low pursuits viii 257
Shame on this faithless heart! that could allow vi 214
She dwelt among the untrodden ways ii 79
She had a tall man’s height or more; ii 278
She was a Phantom of delight iii 2
She wept.--Life’s purple tide began to flow viii 209
Shout, for a mighty Victory is won! ii 436
Show me the noblest Youth of present time, vii 181
Shun not this rite, neglected, yea abhorred, vii 96
Since risen from ocean, ocean to defy, vii 369
Six changeful years have vanished since I first iii 247
Six months to six years added he remained, viii 39
Six thousand veterans practised in war’s game, ii 435
Small service is true service while it lasts, viii 8
Smile of the Moon!--for so I name vi 163
So fair, so sweet, withal so sensitive, viii 164
Soft as a cloud is yon blue Ridge--the Mere vii 405
Sole listener, Duddon! to the breeze that played vi 234
Son of my buried Son, while thus thy hand, viii 305
Soon did the Almighty Giver of all rest iv 267
Spade! with which Wilkinson hath tilled his lands, iv 3
Stay, bold Adventurer; rest awhile thy limbs iv 281
Stay, little cheerful Robin! stay, viii 38
Stay near me--do not take thy flight! ii 283
Stern Daughter of the Voice of God! iii 38
Strange fits of passion have I known: ii 78
Stranger! this hillock of mis-shapen stones ii 63
Stretched on the dying Mother’s lap, lies dead vii 387
Such age how beautiful! O Lady bright, vii 172
Such fruitless questions may not long beguile vi 246
Surprised by joy--impatient as the Wind vi 72
Sweet Flower, belike one day to have iii 51
Sweet Highland Girl, a very shower ii 390
“Sweet is the holiness of Youth”--so felt vii 59
Sweet was the walk along the narrow lane, viii 215
Swiftly turn the murmuring wheel! iv 275
Sylph was it? or a Bird more bright vii 319
Take, cradled Nursling of the mountain, take vi 233
Tax not the royal Saint with vain expense, vii 106
Tell me, ye Zephyrs! that unfold, vii 125
Tenderly do we feel by Nature’s law, viii 104
Thanks for the lessons of this Spot--fit school vii 377
That happy gleam of vernal eyes, vii 202
That heresies should strike (if truth be scanned vii 10
That is work of waste and ruin-- ii 298
That way look, my Infant, lo! iii 16
The Baptist might have been ordained to cry, viii 80
The Bard--whose soul is meek as dawning day, vi 112
The captive Bird was gone;--to cliff or moor vii 371
The cattle crowding round this beverage clear vii 348
The Cock is crowing, ii 293
The confidence of Youth our only Art, viii 273
The Crescent-moon, the Star of Love, viii 127
The Danish Conqueror, on his royal chair, vi 130
The days are cold, the nights are long, iii 74
The dew was falling fast, the stars began to blink; ii 143
The doubt to which a wavering hope had clung viii 289
The embowering rose, the acacia, and the pine, iv 74
The encircling ground, in native turf arrayed, vii 104
The fairest, brightest, hues of ether fade; vi 66
The feudal Keep, the bastions of Cohorn, vii 360
The fields which with covetous spirit we sold, iii 12
The floods are roused, and will not soon be weary; vii 388
The forest huge of ancient Caledon vii 304
The formal World relaxes her cold chain, viii 112
The gallant Youth, who may have gained, vii 281
The gentlest Poet, with free thoughts endowed, viii 141
The gentlest Shade that walked Elysian plains ii 378
The glory of evening was spread through the west; viii 217
The God of Love--_ah, benedicite!_ ii 250
The imperial Consort of the Fairy-king vi 189
The imperial Stature, the colossal stride, vii 166
The Kirk of Ulpha to the pilgrim’s eye vi 260
The Knight had ridden down from Wensley Moor ii 129
The Lake is thine, viii 263
The Land we from our fathers had in trust, iv 215
The leaves that rustled on this oak-crowned hill, vii 407
The leaves were fading when to Esthwaite’s banks iii 222
The linnet’s warble, sinking towards a close, vii 403
The little hedgerow birds, i 307
The lovely Nun (submissive, but more meek vii 52
The Lovers took within this ancient grove vii 306
The martial courage of a day is vain, iv 217
The massy Ways, carried across these heights vii 154
The Minstrels played their Christmas tune vi 227
The most alluring clouds that mount the sky, viii 128
The old inventive Poets, had they seen, vi 251
_The oppression of the tumult--wrath and scorn--_ vii 13
The order’d troops viii 234
The peace which others seek they find; iii 11
The pensive Sceptic of the lonely vale v 327
The pibroch’s note, discountenanced or mute; vii 290
The post-boy drove with fierce career, ii 273
The power of Armies is a visible thing, iv 254
The prayers I make will then be sweet indeed iii 382
The rains at length have ceas’d, the winds are still’d, viii 233
There are no colours in the fairest sky vii 77
There is a bondage worse, far worse, to bear ii 431
There is a change--and I am poor; iv 17
There is a Flower, the lesser Celandine, iii 21
There is a little unpretending Rill iv 53
There is an Eminence,--of these our hills ii 162
_There is a pleasure in poetic pains_ vii 166
There is a shapeless crowd of unhewn stones viii 223
There is a Thorn--it looks so old, i 242
There is a Yew-tree, pride of Lorton Vale, ii 370
There never breathed a man who, when his life iv 232
“There!” said a Stripling, pointing with meet pride vii 384
There’s George Fisher, Charles Fleming, and Reginald Shore, ii 207
There’s more in words than I can teach: vii 321
There’s not a nook within this solemn Pass, vii 289
There’s something in a flying horse, ii 3
There was a Boy; ye knew him well, ye cliffs ii 57
There was a roaring in the wind all night; ii 314
There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, viii 190
The Roman Consul doomed his sons to die, viii 105
The Sabbath bells renew the inviting peal; vii 96
The saintly Youth has ceased to rule, discrowned vii 61
The Scottish Broom on Bird-nest brae viii 270
These times strike monied worldlings with dismay: ii 432
These Tourists, heaven preserve us! needs must live ii 184
These vales were saddened with no common gloom viii 275
The Sheep-boy whistled loud, and lo! iii 58
The Shepherd, looking eastward, softly said, vi 68
The sky is overcast i 227
The snow-tracks of my friends I see, viii 219
The soaring lark is blest as proud vii 214
The Spirit of Antiquity--enshrined vi 290
The stars are mansions built by Nature’s hand, vi 210
The star which comes at close of day to shine, viii 307
The struggling Rill insensibly is grown vi 239
The sun has long been set, ii 327
The sun is couched, the sea-fowl gone to rest; vii 338
The Sun, that seemed so mildly to retire, vii 337
The sylvan slopes with corn-clad fields vi 201
The tears of man in various measure gush vii 60
The Troop will be impatient; let us hie i 114
The turbaned Race are poured in thickening swarms vii 31
The unremitting voice of nightly streams, viii 187
The valley rings with mirth and joy; ii 138
The vestal priestess of a sisterhood who knows viii 325
The Vested Priest before the Altar stands; vii 94
The Virgin Mountain, wearing like a Queen vii 70
The Voice of song from distant lands shall call ii 338
The wind is now thy organist;--a clank vii 288
The woman-hearted Confessor prepares vii 28
The world forsaken, all its busy cares, viii 73
The world is too much with us; late and soon, iv 39
The worship of this Sabbath morn, viii 326
They called Thee MERRY ENGLAND, in old time; vii 343
They call it Love lies bleeding! rather say, viii 150
They dreamt not of a perishable home vii 107
The Young-ones gathered in from hill and dale, vii 92
They seek, are sought; to daily battle led, iv 253
They--who have seen the noble Roman’s scorn, viii 62
This Height a ministering Angel might select: iv 271
“This Land of Rainbows spanning glens whose walls,” vii 299
This Lawn, a carpet all alive vii 228
This Spot--at once unfolding sight so fair, viii 103
Those breathing Tokens of your kind regard, vii 217
Those had given earliest notice, as the lark vii 46
Those old credulities, to nature dear, viii 60
Those silver clouds collected round the sun vi 199
Those words were uttered as in pensive mood iv 37
Though I beheld at first with blank surprise viii 115
Though joy attend Thee orient at the birth vii 299
Though many suns have risen and set vii 148
Though narrow be that old Man’s cares, and near, iv 69
Tho’ searching damps and many an envious flaw vi 343
Though the bold wings of Poesy affect viii 154
Though the torrents from their fountains ii 182
Though to give timely warning and deter viii 109
“Thou look’st upon me, and dost fondly think,” vii 347
Thou sacred Pile! whose turrets rise vi 333
Threats come which no submission may assuage, vii 52
Three years she grew in sun and shower, ii 81
Throned in the Sun’s descending Car viii 300
Through Cumbrian wilds, in many a mountain cove, viii 272
Through shattered galleries, ’mid roofless halls, vii 131
Thus all things lead to Charity, secured vii 102
Thus far, O Friend! have we, though leaving much iii 153
Thus is the storm abated by the craft vii 48
Thy functions are ethereal, vii 204
’Tis eight o’clock,--a clear March night, i 283
’Tis gone--with old belief and dream vii 192
’Tis He whose yester-evening’s high disdain viii 94
’Tis not for the unfeeling, the falsely refined, ii 147
’Tis said, fantastic ocean doth enfold vi 286
’Tis said, that some have died for love: ii 178
’Tis said that to the brow of yon fair hill vii 230
’Tis spent--this burning day of June! iii 76
To a good Man of most dear memory viii 18
To appease the Gods; or public thanks to yield; vi 363
To barren heath, bleak moor, and quaking fen, vi 16
“To every Form of being is assigned,” v 353
To kneeling Worshippers no earthly floor vii 97
Too frail to keep the lofty vow ii 383
To public notice, with reluctance strong, vi 40
Toussaint, the most unhappy man of men! ii 339
Tradition, be thou mute! Oblivion, throw vii 293
Tranquillity! the sovereign aim wert thou vii 387
Troubled long with warring notions vi 175
True is it that Ambrosio Salinero iv 233
’Twas summer, and the sun had mounted high: v 26
Two Voices are there; one is of the sea, iv 61
Under the shadow of a stately Pile, viii 78
Ungrateful Country, if thou e’er forget vii 81
Unless to Peter’s Chair the viewless wind vii 34
Unquiet Childhood here by special grace vii 170
Untouched through all severity of cold; vii 231
“Up, Timothy, up with your staff and away!” ii 181
Up to the throne of God is borne vii 408
Up! up! my Friend, and quit your books; i 274
Up with me! up with me into the clouds! iii 42
Urged by Ambition, who with subtlest skill vii 26
Uttered by whom, or how inspired--designed vi 306
Vallombrosa! I longed in thy shadiest wood vi 357
“Vallombrosa--I longed in thy shadiest wood” viii 76
Vanguard of Liberty, ye men of Kent, ii 434
“Wait, prithee, wait!” this answer Lesbia threw viii 32
Wanderer! that stoop’st so low, and com’st so near viii 13
Wansfell! this Household has a favoured lot, viii 153
Ward of the Law!--dread Shadow of a King! vi 209
Was it to disenchant, and to undo, vi 295
Was the aim frustrated by force or guile, vi 184
Watch, and be firm! for, soul-subduing vice, vii 10
“Weak is the will of Man, his judgment blind;” vi 67
We can endure that He should waste our lands, iv 246
Weep not, belovèd Friends! nor let the air iv 230
We gaze--nor grieve to think that we must die, viii 306
We had a female Passenger who came ii 342
_We_ have not passed into a doleful City, vii 383
Well have yon Railway Labourers to THIS ground viii 176
Well may’st thou halt--and gaze with brightening eye! iv 34
Well sang the Bard who called the grave, in strains vii 295
Well worthy to be magnified are they vii 84
Were there, below, a spot of holy ground i 37
Were there, below, a spot of holy ground, i 310
We saw, but surely, in the motley crowd, vii 376
We talked with open heart, and tongue ii 91
We walked along, while bright and red ii 89
What aim had they, the Pair of Monks, in size viii 74
What aspect bore the Man who roved or fled, vi 237
What awful pérspective! while from our sight vii 106
“What beast in wilderness or cultured field” vii 47
What beast of chase hath broken from the cover? vi 360
What crowd is this? what have we here! we must not
pass it by iv 22
What heavenly smiles! O Lady mine viii 177
What He--who, mid the kindred throng vi 29
What if our numbers barely could defy viii 87
“What is good for a bootless bene?” iv 205
“What know we of the Blest above” vi 315
What lovelier home could gentle Fancy choose? vi 294
What mischief cleaves to unsubdued regret, vii 340
What need of clamorous bells, or ribands gay, iv 276
What sounds are those, Helvellyn, that are heard iii 270
What strong allurement draws, what spirit guides, viii 92
What though the Accused, upon his own appeal vii 223
What though the Italian pencil wrought not here, vi 321
What way does the Wind come? What way does he go? iv 50
“_What, you are stepping westward?_”--“_Yea._” ii 396
When Alpine Vales threw forth a suppliant cry, vii 79
Whence that low voice?--A whisper from the heart, vi 252
When Contemplation, like the night-calm felt iii 201
When, far and wide, swift as the beams of morn iv 244
When first descending from the moorlands, viii 27
When haughty expectations prostrate lie, vi 192
When here with Carthage Rome to conflict came, viii 66
When human touch (as monkish books attest), viii 34
When I have borne in memory what has tamed ii 348
When in the antique age of bow and spear vii 115
When, looking on the present face of things, ii 433
When Love was born of heavenly line, viii 216
When Philoctetes in the Lemnian isle vii 167
When Ruth was left half desolate, ii 104
When Severn’s sweeping flood had overthrown, viii 314
When the soft hand of sleep had closed the latch vi 97
When thy great soul was freed from mortal chains, vii 25
When, to the attractions of the busy world, iii 66
When years of wedded life were as a day vi 43
Where are they now, those wanton Boys? ii 281
Where art thou, my beloved Son, iii 7
Where be the noisy followers of the game vi 380
Where be the temples which, in Britain’s Isle, vi 45
Where holy ground begins, unhallowed ends, vi 217
Where lies the Land to which yon Ship must go? iv 41
Where lies the truth? has Man, in wisdom’s creed, viii 182
Where long and deeply hath been fixed the root vii 43
Where towers are crushed, and unforbidden weeds vii 137
Where will they stop, those breathing Powers, vii 314
While Anna’s peers and early playmates tread, vii 169
While beams of orient light shoot wide and high, viii 156
While flowing rivers yield a blameless sport, vi 190
While from the purpling east departs vii 146
While Merlin paced the Cornish sands, vii 252
While not a leaf seems faded; while the fields, vi 65
While poring Antiquarians search the ground, viii 33
While the Poor gather round, till the end of time vii 307
While thus from theme to theme the Historian passed, v 283
“Who but hails the sight with pleasure” vi 156
Who but is pleased to watch the moon on high, viii 184
Who comes--with rapture greeted, and caress’d vii 75
Who fancied what a pretty sight ii 374
Who is the happy Warrior? Who is he iv 8
Who ponders National events shall find, viii 131
Who rashly strove thy Image to portray, viii 29
Who rises on the banks of Seine, vi 104
Who swerves from innocence, who makes divorce vi 260
Who weeps for strangers? Many wept, viii 267
Why art thou silent! Is thy love a plant, viii 12
Why cast ye back upon the Gallic shore, vi 378
“Why, Minstrel, these untuneful murmurings--” vii 161
Why should the Enthusiast, journeying through this Isle, vii 343
Why should we weep or mourn, Angelic boy, viii 181
Why sleeps the future, as a snake enrolled, vii 108
Why stand we gazing on the sparkling Brine, vii 361
“Why, William, on that old grey stone,” i 272
Wild Redbreast! hadst thou at Jemima’s lip vii 176
Wisdom and Spirit of the universe! ii 66
With copious eulogy in prose or rhyme vii 270
With each recurrence of this glorious morn vi 194
With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb’st the sky, iv 38
Within her gilded cage confined, vii 142
Within our happy Castle there dwelt One ii 306
Within the mind strong fancies work, vi 158
With little here to do or see ii 358
“With sacrifice before the rising morn” vi 2
With Ships the sea was sprinkled far and nigh, iv 40
Witness thou, viii 234
Woe to the Crown that doth the Cowl obey! vii 27
“Woe to you, Prelates! rioting in ease” vii 49
Woman! the Power who left his throne on high, vii 95
Wouldst thou be gathered to Christ’s chosen flock, viii 303
Wouldst thou be taught, when sleep has taken flight, viii 151
Would that our scrupulous Sires had dared to leave vii 99
Ye Apennines! with all your fertile vales, viii 45
Ye brood of conscience--Spectres! that frequent, viii 107
Ye Lime-trees, ranged before this hallowed Urn, iv 78
Ye sacred Nurseries of blooming Youth! vi 213
Ye shadowy Beings, that have rights and claims vii 377
Yes! hope may with my strong desire keep pace, iii 381
Yes, if the intensities of hope and fear vii 88
Yes, it was the mountain Echo, iv 25
Yes! thou art fair, yet be not moved, viii 176
Yes, though He well may tremble at the sound, viii 111
Ye Storms, resound the praises of your King! vi 109
Yet are they here the same unbroken knot iv 65
Yet many a Novice of the cloistral shade, vii 53
Yet more,--round many a Convent’s blazing fire vii 51
Ye, too, must fly before a chasing hand, vii 54
Ye torrents, foaming down the rocky steeps, viii 161
Ye Trees! whose slender roots entwine, viii 82
Yet Truth is keenly sought for, and the wind vii 76
Yet, yet, Biscayans! we must meet our Foes iv 242
Ye vales and hills whose beauty hither drew, viii 157
You call it, “Love lies bleeding,”--so you may, viii 149
You have heard “a Spanish Lady” vii 232
YOUNG ENGLAND--what is then become of Old, viii 180
You’re here for one long vernal day; viii 284
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