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A baby's feet, like sea-shells pink, 431.
A being cleaves the moonlit air, 513.

Abide with me! Fast falls the eventide, 173.
A blood-red ring hung round the moon, 643.
A boat, beneath a sunny sky, 479.
About Glenkindie and his man, 144.
Above yon sombre swell of land, 36.
Across the fields like swallows fly, 503.
Across the sea a land there is, 409.

A cypress-bough, and a rose-wreath sweet, 38.
Adieu to France! my latest glance, 640.
Afar the hunt in vales below has sped, 30.

A floating, a floating, 309.

A gallant fleet sailed out to sea, 640.

A golden gillyflower to-day, 402.

A good sword and a trusty hand! 40.
A happy day at Whitsuntide, 108.

Ah, be not vain. In yon flower-bell, 329.
Ah, bring it not so grudgingly, 602.
Ah, did you once see Shelley plain, 358.
Ah! I'm feared thou 's come too sooin, 501.
Ah! leave the smoke, the wealth, the roar, 495.
Ah! long ago since I or thou, 541.

Ah, love, the teacher we decried, 577.

Ah! not because our Soldier died before his
field was won, 250.

A ho! A ho! 39.

Ahoy! and O-ho! and it 's who's for the ferry,
515.

Ah, sweet Kitty Neil, rise up from that wheel,

95.

Ah! thou, too, sad Alighieri, like a waning
moon, 369.

Ah what avails the sceptred race, 10.
A lane of elms in June; - the air, 622.
Alas, how soon the hours are over, 12.
Alas, that my heart is a lute, 336.
Alas, the moon should ever beam, 119.
Alas! who knows or cares, my love, 541.
A line of light! it is the inland sea, 254.
A little fair soul that knew no sin, 219.

A little gray hill-glade, close-turfed, with-
drawn, 652.

A little love, of Heaven a little share, 527.
A little while a little love, 398.

A little while my love and I, 295.

All beautiful things bring sadness, nor alone,
64.

All in the April evening, 575.

All June I bound the rose in sheaves, 359.
All my stars forsake me, 539.

All night I watched awake for morning, 556.
All other joys of life he strove to warm, 371.
All the storm has rolled away, 569.

All the world over, I wonder, in lands that I
never have trod, 262.

All things are changed save thee, thou art
the same, 447.

All things journey: sun and moon, 155.
All things that pass, 378.

Alone I stay; for I am lame, 578.

A lonely way, and as I went my eyes, 294.
Although I enter not, 303.

A maid who mindful of her playful time, 339.
Ambitious Nile, thy banks deplore, 513.
Am I the slave they say, 90.

A moth belated, sun and zephyr-kist, 290.
"And even our women," lastly grumbles Ben,

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A pensive photograph, 601.

A place in thy memory, Dearest! 90.
A poet of one mood in all my lays, 538.
A poor old king with sorrow for my crown, 117.
Are you ready for your steeple-chase, Lorraine,
Lorraine, Lorrèe, 311.

Are you tir'd? But I seem shameful to you,
shameworthy, 420.

Arise, my slumbering soul! arise, 92.

A roundel is wrought as a ring or a star-bright
sphere, 431.

Artemidora! Gods invisible, 7.

Art's use; what is it but to touch the springs,

672.

A seat for three, where host and guest, 503.
As fly the shadows o'er the grass, 101.
A shoal of idlers, from a merchant craft, 35.
As I came round the harbor buoy, 327.
As I came wandering down Glen Spean, 85.
Ask me no more: the moon may draw the
sea, 200.

As one dark morn I trod a forest glade, 192.
As one that for a weary space has lain, 497.
As one who strives from some fast steamer's

side, 390.

As one would stand who saw a sudden light, 671.
As on my bed at dawn I mus'd and pray'd, 192.
A Sonnet is a moment's monument, 395.
A spade! a rake! a hoe! 121.

As ships, becalm'd at eve, that lay, 214.
As thro' the land at eve we went, 199.
A street there is in Paris famous, 303.
As yonder lamp in my vacated room, 60.
At a pot-house bar as I chanced to pass, 375.
At dinner she is hostess, I am host, 371.
A thousand miles from land are we, 20.
At husking time the tassel fades, 674.
Athwart the sky a lowly sigh, 560.
At Nebra, by the Unstrut, 297.

At night, when sick folk wakeful lie, 577.
At Paris it was, at the Opera there, 380.

At the midnight in the silence of the sleeptime,
365.

Awake, my heart, to be lov'd, awake, awake,
439.

Awake! the crimson dawn is glowing, 187.
Awake thee, my Lady-love! 17.

Away, haunt thou not me, 214.

Aw'd by her own rash words she was still: and
her eyes to the seaward, 310.

A Widow, she had only one, 466.
A woman's hand. Lo, I am thankful now, 672.
Ay, an old story, yet it might, 578.

Aye, squire," said Stevens, "they back him
at evens, 617.

Back to the flower-town, side by side, 419.
Barb'd blossom of the guarded gorse, 290.
Beautiful Evelyn Hope is dead, 354.
Beautiful face of a child, 499.

Beautiful spoils! borne off from vanquish'd
death, 10.

Beauty still walketh on the earth and air, 168.
Because the shadows deepen'd verily, 446.
Because thou hast the power and own'st the

grace, 133.

Before I trust my fate to thee, 312.
Before us in the sultry dawn arose, 36.
Beloved, it is morn, 503.

Beloved, my Beloved, when I think, 132.

Below lies one whose name was traced in sand,
272.

Be mine, and I will give thy name, 79.
Beneath a palm-tree by a clear cool spring, 645.
Beneath the shadow of dawn's aerial cope,
428.

Beneath this starry arch, 125.

Be not afraid to pray to pray is right, 57.
Be patient, O be patient! Put your ear against

the earth, 147.

Beside the pounding cataracts, 661.
Better trust all and be deceiv'd, 67.
Between the roadside and the wood, 665.
Between the showers I went my way, 579.
Between two golden tufts of summer grass,

511.

Beyond a hundred years and more, 230.
Beyond the smiling and the weeping, 177.
Beyond the vague Atlantic deep, 65.

Birds that were gray in the green are black in
the yellow, 668.

Bless the dear old verdant land, 100.

Blithe playmate of the Summer time, 644.
Blows the wind to-day, and the sun and the
rain are flying, 526.

Blow, wind, blow, 79.

Blythe bell, that calls to bridal halls, 16.
Bonnie Bessie Lee had a face fu' o' smiles, 150.
Boot, saddle, to horse, and away, 344.
Borgia, thou once wert almost too august, 15.
Both thou and I alike, my Bacchic urn, 332.
Brave as a falcon and as merciless, 491.
Break, break, break, 198.
Breath o' the grass, 548.

Brief is Erinna's song, her lowly lay, 498,
Bright Eyes, Light Eyes! Daughter of a Fay,

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But yesterday she played with childish things
507.

Buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, my golden-belted
bees, 542.

By a dim shore where water darkening, 670.
By copse and hedgerow, waste and wall, 582.

Can it be right to give what I can give ? 132.
Charles, for it seems you wish to know, 485.
Cheeks as soft as July peaches, 78.
Chicken-skin, delicate, white, 487.
Child of a day, thou knowest not, 10.
Children indeed are we- children that

284.

Christmas is here, 306.

City about whose brow the north winds blow.
669.

Colonos! can it be that thou hast still, 67.
Come and kiss me, mistress Beauty, 552.
Come, dear children, let us away, 224.
Come from busy haunts of men, 631.

Come here, good people great and small, 84.
Come hither, Evan Cameron! 44.

Come in the evening, or come in the morning.

99.

Come in this cool retreat, 632.

Come into the garden, Maud, 207.
Come Micky and Molly and dainty Dolly, 3
Come, Sleep! but mind ye! if you come with
out, 16.

Comes something down with eventide, 72.
Come, stand we here within this cactus-brake
542.

Comes the lure of green things growing, 653
Come then, a song; a winding gentle song, S
Come while the afternoon of May, 607.

Consider the sea's listless chime, 398.
Cool, and palm-shaded from the torrid heat,
513.

Could ye come back to me, Douglas, Douglas,

314.

Count each affliction, whether light or grave,

69.

Countess, I see the flying year, 467.
Count the flashes in the surf, 514.

"Courage!" he said, and pointed toward the
land, 194.

Curious, the ways of these folk of humble and
hardy condition, 244.

Cursed by the gods and crowned with shame,

535.

Darby dear, we are old and gray, 510.
Dark Lily without blame, 499.

Day is dead, and let us sleep, 463.

Day of my life! Where can she get? 486.
Dead! One of them shot by the sea in the east,

137.

Dead. The dead year is lying at my feet, 506.
Dead, with their eyes to the foe, 498.
Dear child! whom sleep can hardly tame, 62.
Dear Cosmopolitan, - I know, 490.
Dear, did you know how sweet to me, 607.
Dear Eyes, set deep within the shade, 590.
Dear, had the world in its caprice, 358.
Dear, let me dream of love, 591.

Dear Lord, let me recount to Thee, 377.
Death stands above me, whispering low, 16.
Death, though already in the world, as yet, 383.
Deep Honeysuckle! in the silent eve, 291.
Dire rebel though he was, 26.

Does the road wind up-hill all the way? 377.
Dorothy goes with her pails to the ancient well
in the courtyard, 243.

Dost thou not hear? Amid dun, lonely hills,
521.

Dost thou remember, friend of vanished days,

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From plains that reel to southward, dim, 659.
From the bonny bells of heather, 525.
From the recesses of a lowly spirit, 172.
From this carved chair wherein I sit to-night,
514.

From where the steeds of Earth's twin oceans
toss, 270.

Frown'd the Laird on the Lord: "So, red-
handed I catch thee, 364.

Gamarra is a dainty steed, 21.

Gaze not at me, my poor unhappy bird, 267.
Gentle and grave, in simple dress, 240.
Gently! gently! down! - down! 17.
Get up, our Anna dear, from the weary spin-
ning wheel, 96.

Give me, O friend, the secret of thy heart, 557.
Give me thy joy in sorrow, gracious Lord, 58.
Give me thyself! It were as well to cry, 275.
Glass antique, 'twixt thee and Nell, 125.
God made my lady lovely to behold, 444.
God spake three times and saved Van Elsen's
soul, 657.

God who created me, 554.

God with His million cares, 586.

God ye hear not, how shall ye hear me, 425.
Goethe in Weimar sleeps, and Greece, 228.
Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand, 131.
Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold ! 118.

Gone art thou? gone, and is the light of day, 147.
Good-by in fear, good-by in sorrow, 380.
Gray o'er the pallid links, haggard and for
saken, 574.

Gray Winter hath gone, like a wearisome guest,

626.

Green, in the wizard arms, 332.

Green is the plane-tree in the square, 579.

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