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Fame tells of groves, . 41
Father! to God himself 255
Fear hath a hundred

eyes . . . 242
Feel for the wrongs . 115
Festivals have I seen . 75
Fit retribution .120
Fly some kind Harbinger, 65
Fond words . . 8
For action born, . . 142
Forbear to deem . .138
For ever hallowed . 208
Forgive, illustrious

Country!. . 141

Forth rushed, from

Envy sprung . . 109
For what contend the

wise? . 236

Four fiery steeds . . 34
From early youth I

ploughed . . . 169
From false assumption . 222
From Little down to

Least, . . . 256
From low to high . 262
From Rite and Ordin-
ance . . . 252
From the Baptismal hour 260
From the dark chambers 21
From the fierce aspect . 130
From the Pier's head . 135
From this deep chasm, 190
Furl we the sails, . 225

Giordano, . . . 71
Glory to God I . .268
Go back to antique ages, 89
Go, faithful Portrait I . 50

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Grant that by this . 235
Great men have been

among us; . .80
Greta, what fearful

listening! . . 162
Grief, thou hast lost . 11
Grieve for the Man . 142

Hail to the fields— . 189
Hail, Twilight, . . 30
Hail, Virgin Queen! . 240
Hail, Zarago2a! . . 94
Happy the feeling from

the bosom thrown . 1
Hard task! exclaim . 114
Hark! 'tis the Thrush 5 J
Harp! could'st thou

venture, . . . 244
Haydon! let worthier . 51
11 Here Man more purely

livesy . . • 222
Here, on our native soil, 78
Here on their knees . 176
Here pause: . . 103
Here stood an Oak . 158
Here, where, of havoc

tired . . .62
Her only pilot . . 5
High deeds, O Germans, 88
High is our calling, . 21
Holy and heavenly Spirits 241
Homeward we turn . 176
Hope smiled . . 174
How art thou named? . 43
How beautiful your pre-
sence, . . .210
How clear, how keen, . 26
"How disappeared he?" 155

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How fast the Marian

death-list . . . 238
How profitless the relics 159
How sad a welcome! . 175
How shall I paint thee? 184
How soon—alas! did

Man, . . . 221
How sweet it is, . . 20
Hunger, and sultry heat, 101

I Am not One . 65
I dropped my pen . 90
If there be prophets . 202
If these brief Records, . 38
If the whole weight . 23
If with old love of you, 147
I grieved for Buonaparte' 75
I heard (alas! -23
I listen—but no faculty 131
Immured in Bothwell's

towers, . . . 156
In due observance . 98
Inland, within a hollow

vale, . . -78
In my mind's eye a Temple 60
Intent on gathering wool 57
Intrepid sons of Albion l 106
I rose while yet the cattle, 197
I saw a Mother's eye . 257
I saw far off . . 136
I saw the figure . . 245
Is Death, when evil . 118
Is it a reed . . -74
Is then no nook . . 61
Is there a power . . 97
Is this, ye Gods, . . 137
I thought of Thee, . 200
It is a beauteous evening, 16

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It is not to be thought of 81
It was a moral end . 94
I watch, and long have

watched, . . .22
I,—who accompanied . 201

Jones! as from Calais . 74

Laoy! I rifled . . 28
Lady! the songs . . 28
Lament I for Diocletian's 204
Lance, shield and sword 211
Last night, without a

voice, . . .24$
Life with yon Lambs, . 53
Lo ! in the burning west, 133
Lone Flower, . . 27
Long-favoured England! 112
Long has the dew . 139
Lonsdale! it were . 181
Look now on that Ad-
venturer . . 97
Lo! where she stands . 54
Lowther! in thy . 181

"Man's life is like a

Sparrow, . . . 209
Mark the concentred

hazels . . .24
Men of the Western

World! . . .112
Men, who have ceased

to reverence, . . 241
Mercy and love . 203

Methinks that I could

trip .... 240
Methinks that to some

vacant . , . 212
Methinks 'twere no . 195

Methought I saw 15

Mid-noon is past; . 195
Milton! thou shouldst

be living . . .80

Mine ear has rung, . 165

"Miserrimus I" . . 48

Monastic Domes 1 . 262

Most sweet it is . .182
Mother! whose virgin

bosom . . . 233

Motions and Means, . 180

My frame hath often . 192

Near Anio's stream, . 140
No fiction was it . .188
No mortal object . -14
No record tells of lance 197
Nor can I not believe . 67
Nor scorn the aid . 210
Nor shall the eternal roll 248
Nor wants the cause . 206
Not en vyingLatian shades 18 3
Not hurled precipitous 199
Not in the mines . .182
Not Love, not War, . 24
Not 'mid the World's

vain objects . . 90
Not sedentary all: . 213
Not so that Pair . .188
Not the whole warbling

grove . . .45
Not to the clouds, . 172
Not to the object . . 118
Not, like his great Com-
peers, . . .129
Not utterly unworthy . 234
Now that all hearts . 105

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Oak of Guernica I . 99
O'er the wide earth/ . 93
O'erweening Statesmen 101
Of mortal ]) a rents . 91
O for a kindling touch 106
O for the help of Angels 128
O Friend! I know not 79
Oft have I seen, . .12
Oft through thy fair

domains, . . 68
O gentle sleep, . . 7
Oh what a wreck I . 56
O mountain Stream! . 190
Once did She hold . 76
Once more the Church 229
Once on the top of

Tynwald's . .170
One might believe . 82
One who was suffering 27
On, loitering Muse— . 189
On to Iona I— . . 175
Open your gates,. . 266
Our bodily life . .121
Outstretching flame-
ward . . . 238

Part fenced by man, . 149

Pastor and Patriot I . 164

Patriots informed . 252

Pelion and Ossa . . 4

"People, your chains . 108

Portentous change . 111

Praised be the Art . 6

Praised be the Rivers, . 227

Prejudged by foes . 243
Prompt transformation 209

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Proud were ye, Moun-
tains, . . .61
Pure element of waters! 36

Ranging the heights, . 165
Rapt above earth . . 145
Realms quake by turns: 219
Record we too, . . 113
Redoubted King, . . 218
Reluctant call it was . 109
Return, Content! .196
Rise!—they have risen: 206
Rotha, my Spiritual
Child I ... 47

Sacked Religion! . 192
Sad thoughts, a Taunt . 194
Said Secrecy . .110
Say, what is Honour? . 95
Say, ye far-travelled

clouds, . . .149
Scattering, like birds . 239
Scorn not the Sonnet; . 20
Screams round the Arch-

druid's brow . .202
See the Condemned . 122
See what gay wild

flowers . . .154
See where his difficult

way . . .146
Serving no haughty

Muse . . . 269
Shame on this faithless

heart! . . .40
She wept . . .63
Shout, for a mighty . 86
Shun not this Rite, . 259
Since risen from ocean, 171

Six thousand veterans . 85
Sole listener, Duddon !. 185
"Son of my buried Son, 58
Stretched on the dying

Mother's lap, . .178
Such age how beautiful! 47
Such fruitless questions 191
Surprised by joy. . 15
"Sweet is the holiness

of Youth" . . 236
Sweet was the walk 64

Take, cradled Nursling 185
Tax not the royal Saint 266
Tenderly do we feel . 117
Thanks for the lessons 173
That heresies should

strike . . . 205
The Baptist might . 144
The Bard—whose soul. 107
The captive Bird was

gone; . . .172
The cattle crowding . 164
The confidence of Youth 133
The encircling ground, 265
The fairest, brightest . 5
The feudal keep, . . 167
The floods are roused, . 179
The forest huge . . 157
The formal World . 123
The imperial Consort . 9
The imperial Stature, . 40
The Kirk of Ulpha . 198
The Land we from our

fathers . . . 92
The lovely Nun . •
The Lovers took . .158
The martial courage . 95

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The most alluring clouds 52
The old inventive Poets, 193
The oppression of the tumult, 207
The pibroch's note, . 151
The power of Armies . 102
The prayers I make . 14
There are no colours . 247
There is a bondage worse 82
There is a little . . 4
There is a pleasure . 29
"There," said a Strip-
ling, . . .177
There's not a nook . 1 50
The Roman Consul . 117
The Sabbath bells . 259
The saintly Youth . 237
These times strike monied

worldlings . . 83
The Shepherd, . . 29
The Spirit of Antiquity 126
The stars are mansions 32
The star which comes . 68
The struggling Rill . 187
The tears of man . . 237
The turbaned Race . 218
The Vested Priest . 258
The Virgin-Mountain, 242
The Voice of song . 76
The wind is now thy

organist;. . .150
The woman-hearted Con-
fessor . . . 216
The world forsaken, . 143
The world is too much

with us; . . 18

They called Thee Merry

England, . . . 161
They dreamt not . . 267

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TheYoung-ones gathered 256
They seek, are sought; 102
They—who have seen . 139
"This Land of Rainbows 151
This Spot—at once un-
folding . . .116
Those had given earliest

notice, . . 228

Those old credulities . 137
Those words were uttered 2 5
Though I beheld . . 55
Though joy attend . 155
Though narrow be . 34
Tho'searching damps . 131
Though the bold wings 39
Though to give timely

warning . . .120
"Thou look'st upon me, 163
Threats come . '231
Through shattered gal-
leries, . . -42
Thus all things lead to

Charity, . . . 263
Thus is the storm . 229
'Tis He whose yester-
evening's . . -56
'Tis said, fantastic ocean 125
'Tis said that to the brow 49
To kneeling Worship-
pers . . . 260
Toussaint, . . -77
Tradition, be thou mute! 152
Tranquillity! , 179

Two Voices are there; 79

Under the shadow . 144
Ungrateful Country, . 250
Unless to Peter's Chair 220

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