And thy true faith can alter never?' 173.
And wilt thou weep when I am low? 152.
Anne's Eye is liken'd to the Sun, 143.
A noble Lady of the Italian shore, 199.
As by the fix'd decrees of Heaven, 140.
As o'er the cold sepulchral stone, 157.
A spirit pass'd before me: I beheld, 222.
As the Liberty lads o'er the sea, 229.
Away, away, ye notes of woe! 165.
Away, away, your flattering arts, 86.
Away with your fictions of flimsy romance, 92.
Away, ye gay landscapes, ye gardens of roses!
117.

A year ago you swore, fond she! 236.

Behold the blessings of a lucky lot! 237.
Belshazzar! from the banquet turn, 185.
Beneath Blessington's eyes, 239.

Beside the confines of the Egean main, 161.
Beware! beware! of the Black Friar, 285.
Bob Southey! You're a poet - Poet-laureate,
745.

Born in the garret, in the kitchen bred, 208.
Brave Champions! go on with the farce! 237.
Breeze of the night in gentler sighs, 150.
Bright be the place of thy soul! 151.
But once I dared to lift my eyes, 205.
Candour compels me, BECHER! to commend,
118.

Chill and mirk is the nightly blast, 158.
Come, blue-eyed maid of heaven!

-

but thou,

alas, 19.
Could I remount the river of my years, 191.
Could Love for ever, 199.

Cruel Cerinthus! does the fell disease, 87.

Dear are the days of youth! 129.

Dear Becher, you tell me to mix with mankind,
128.

Dear Doctor, I have read your play, 231.

Dear LONG, in this sequester'd scene, 133.
Dear object of defeated care! 161.
Dear, simple girl, those flattering arts, 86.
Dorset! whose early steps with mine have
stray'd, 93.

Doubtless, sweet girl! the hissing lead, 99.
Do you know Dr. Nott? 238.

Eliza, what fools are the Mussulman sect, 116.
Equal to Jove that youth must be, 87.

Ere the daughter of Brunswick is cold in her
grave, 201.

Eternal Spirit of the chainless Mind! 402.

Fair Albion, smiling, sees her son depart, 162.
Fame, wisdom, love, and power were mine, 219.
Famed for contemptuous breach of sacred ties,
228.

Famed for their civil and domestic quarrels,

228.

Fare thee well! and if for ever, 207.
Farewell! if ever fondest prayer, 151.
Farewell to the Land where the gloom of my
Glory, 186.

Father of Light! great God of Heaven! 132.
Few years have pass'd since thou and I, 153.
Fill the goblet again! for I never before, 155.
For Orford and for Waldegrave, 238.

Friend of my youth! when young we roved,
137.

From the last hill that looks on thy once holy
dome, 221.

From this emblem what variance your motto
evinces, 228.

Hush'd are the winds, and still the evening
gloom, 84.

Huzza! Hodgson, we are going, 156.

I cannot talk of Love to thee, 179.

I enter thy garden of roses, 162.

If fate should seal my Death to-morrow, 144.
If for silver, or for gold, 234.

If from great nature's or our own abyss, 955.
If, in the month of dark December, 160.
If sometimes in the haunts of men, 168.
If that high world, which lies beyond, 217.

I had a dream, which was not all a dream, 189.
I heard thy fate without a tear, 186.
I lay my branch of laurel down,' 227.
Ill-fated Heart! and can it be, 168.

In digging up your bones, Tom Paine, 235.

In hearts like thine ne'er may I hold a place,

227.

In law an infant and in years a boy, 100.
In moments to delight devoted, 175.

In Nottingham county there lives at Swan
Green, 223.

In one dread night our city saw, and sigh'd, 169.
In one who felt as once he felt, 148.

I now mean to be serious; it is time, 941.
In the beginning was the Word next God, 466.
In the dome of my Sires as the clear moonbeam
falls, 164.

In thee, I fondly hoped to clasp, 85.

In the valley of waters we wept o'er the day,
223.

In the year since Jesus died for men, 384.
In this beloved marble view, 229.

I read the Christabel, 230.

I saw thee weep the big bright tear, 218.
Is not the messenger return'd? 499.

I speak not, I trace not, I breathe not thy name,

182.

Is thy face like thy mother's, my fair child, 35.
I stood beside the grave of him who blazed, 190.
I stood in Venice on the Bridge of Sighs, 55.
It is the hour when from the boughs, 396.
I want a hero: an uncommon want, 747.

I watch'd thee when the foe was at our side,
205.

I wish to tune my quivering lyre, 88.

I would I were a careless child, 135.

I would to heaven that I were so much clay,
745.

John Adams lies here, of the parish of South-
well, 224.

Kind Reader! take your choice to cry or laugh,
161.

Know ye the land where the cypress and myrtle,
323.

Lady, accept the box a hero wore, 238.
Lady! if for the cold and cloudy clime, 455.
Lady! in whose heroic port, 200.

Lesbia! since far from you I've ranged, 98.
Let Folly smile, to view the names, 85.

Long years! It tries the thrilling frame to
bear, 436.

Lucietta, my deary, 239.

Maid of Athens, ere we part, 160.
Marion, why that pensive brow? 100.
Mingle with the genial bowl, 139.
Montgomery! true, the common lot, 127.
Mrs. Wilmot sate scribbling a play, 234.
Muse of the many-twinkling feet! whose charms,
273.

Must thou go, my glorious Chief, 186.
My boat is on the shore, 230.
My dear Mr. Murray, 232.

My hair is grey, but not with years, 402.
My love, be calmer! 671.

My sister! my sweet sister! if a name, 211.
My soul is dark-Oh! quickly string, 218.

Nay, smile not at my sullen brow, 17.
Newstead! fast-falling, once-resplendent dome!

119.

Nisus, the guardian of the portal, stood, 105.
No breath of air to break the wave, 310.
No infant Sotheby, whose dauntless head, 231.
Nose and chin would shame a knocker, 196.
No specious splendour of this stone, 113.
Nothing so difficult as a beginning, 816.
Not in those climes where I have late been
straying, 2.

O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea, 338.
Of all the barbarous middle ages, that, 929.
Of all the twice ten thousand bards, 233.
Of rhymes I printed seven volumes, 232.
Of two fair virgins, modest, though admired,
195.

Oh, Anne! your offences to me have been griev-
ous, 147.

'Oh! banish care'-such ever be, 164.

Oh blood and thunder! and oh blood and
wounds! 878.

Oh, Castlereagh! thou art a patriot now, 238.
Oh! could Le Sage's demon's gift, 95.
Oh! did those eyes, instead of fire, 97.
Oh factious viper! whose envenom'd tooth, 114.
Oh, Friend, for ever loved, for ever dear! 85.
Oh! had my fate been join'd with thine, 134.
Oh how I wish that an embargo, 225.
Oh Lady! when I left the shore, 157.
Oh, Mariamne! now for thee, 221.
Oh! might I kiss those eyes of fire, 88.
Oh! - my lonely-lonely-lonely-Pillow! 204.
Oh never talk again to me, 159.

Oh say not, sweet Anne, that the Fates have
decreed, 147.

Oh! snatch'd away in beauty's bloom, 218.
Oh, talk not to me of a name great in story,
204.

Oh, thou! in Hellas deem'd of heavenly birth, 3.
Oh! thou that roll'st above thy glorious Fire,
139.

Oh Venice Venice! when thy marble walls,
452.

Oh! weep for those that wept by Babel's
stream, 217.

Oh well done Lord E- -n! and better done
R-r! 225.

Oh! well I know your subtle Sex, 143.

Oh, Wellington! (or Villainton'- for Fame,
896.

Oh when shall the grave hide for ever my sor-
row? 91.

Oh yes, I will own we were dear to each other,

136.

Oh ye! who teach the ingenuous youth of na-
tions, 774.

Oh you, who in all names can tickle the town,
226.

O Love! O Glory! what are ye who fly, 867.
Once fairly set out on his party of pleasure, 228.
Once more in man's frail world! which I had
left, 456.

One struggle more, and I am free, 166.

On Jordan's banks the Arab's camels stray, 217.
O Thou! who rollest in yon azure field, 140.
O thou yclep'd by vulgar sons of Men, 224.
Our father sleeps: it is the hour when they, 655.
Our life is twofold: Sleep hath its own world,

213.

Our nation's foes lament on Fox's death, 114.
Out, hunchback! 722.

Parent of golden dreams, Romance! 118.
Posterity will ne'er survey, 235.

Rail on, Rail on, ye heartless Crew! 141.
Remember him whom passion's power, 174.
Remember thee! remember thee! 171.
Remind me not, remind me not, 152.
River, that rollest by the ancient walls, 198.
Rousseau, Voltaire, our Gibbon, and De Staël,
192.

Saint Peter sat by the celestial gate, 285.
She walks in beauty, like the night, 216.
Since now the hour is come at last, 89.
Since our Country, our God - Oh, my Sire! 218.
Since the refinement of this polish'd age, 113.
Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run, 268.
So Castlereagh has cut his throat! - The worst,
238.

So He has cut his throat at last!-He! Who?
238.

Sons of the Greeks, arise! 161.

So we'll go no more a roving, 229.

Spot of my youth! whose hoary branches sigh,
138.

Star of the brave! - whose beam nath shed, 188.
Start not-nor deem my spirit fled, 154.
Still must I hear? shall hoarse Fitzgerald
bawl, 241.

Strahan, Tonson, Lintot of the times, 234.
Stranger! behold, interr'd together, 163.
Sun of the sleepless! melancholy star! 220.
Sweet girl! though only once we met, 112.

Tambourgi! Tambourgi! thy 'larum afar, 30.
The antique Persians taught three useful
things, 980.

The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the
fold, 222.

The braziers, it seems, are preparing to pass,
237.

The castled crag of Drachenfels, 43.
The chain I gave was fair to view, 168.

The dead have been awaken'd — shall I sleep?
240.

The Origin of Love!'-Ah! why, 173.
There be none of Beauty's daughters, 188.
There is a mystic thread of life, 143.
There is a tear for all that die, 183.
There is a tide in the affairs of men, 852.
There is no more for me to hope, 174.
There's not a joy the world can give like that
it takes away, 185.

There's something in a stupid ass, 234.
There was a time, I need not name, 152.
The roses of love glad the garden of life, 99.
The sacred song that on mine ear, 173.
These locks, which fondly thus entwine, 101.
The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain,
366.

The Son of Love and Lord of War I sing, 239.
The spell is broke, the charm is flown! 159.
The wild gazelle on Judah's hills, 217.
The world is a bundle of hay, 237.

The world is full of orphans: firstly, those, 996.
They say that Hope is happiness, 223.
Thine eyes' blue tenderness, thy long fair hair,
175.

Think'st thou I saw thy beauteous eyes, 90.
This Band, which bound thy yellow hair, 128.
This day, of all our days, has done, 236.
This faint resemblance of thy charms, 98.
This votive pledge of fond esteem, 92.
Those flaxen locks, those eyes of blue, 150.
Thou art not false, but thou art fickle, 172.
Though the day of my destiny 's over, 210.
Thou Power! who hast ruled me through in-
fancy's days, 148.

Thou whose spell can raise the dead, 219.
Through cloudless skies, in silvery sheen, 159.
Through life's dull road, so dim and dirty, 236.
Through thy battlements, Newstead, the hol-
low winds whistle, 86.

Thy cheek is pale with thought, but not from
woe, 175.

Thy days are done, thy fame begun, 218.
Thy verse is 'sad' enough, no doubt, 147.
Time! on whose arbitrary wing, 171.
'T is done and shivering in the gale, 156.
"T is done - but yesterday a King! 180.
"T is done! -I saw it in my dreams, 128.

Abydos, The Bride of, 323.

Adams, John, of Southwell, Epitaph on, 224.
Address intended to be recited at the Caledonian
Meeting, 182.

Address spoken at the Opening of Drury-Lane
Theatre, 169.

Adieu, The, 145.

Adrian's Address to his Soul when Dying, 87.
Eschylus, From the Prometheus Vinctus of, 89.
Affection, Answer to 's Professions of, 227.
Age of Bronze, The; or, Carmen Seculare et
Annus haud Mirabilis, 298.

A- H-, Miss, On the Eyes of, 143.
Album, Lines written in, at Malta, 157.
Alhama, A Very Mournful Ballad on the Siege
and Conquest of, 194.

All is vanity, saith the preacher,' 219.
Ambracian Gulf, Stanzas written in Passing the,

159.

Anacreon, From, 88.

Anacreon, From, 88.

Anacreon, Translation from, 139.

'And dost thou ask the reason of my sadness?'
229.

'And thou art dead, as young and fair,' 167.
'And wilt thou weep when I am low?' 152.
Anne, To, 147.

Another Simple Ballat, 234.

Answer to a Beautiful Poem, entitled 'The
Common Lot,' 127.

Answer to Some Elegant Verses, 118.

Answer to -'s Professions of Affection, 227.
Aristomenes, 205.

A spirit pass'd before me,' 222.

As the Liberty lads o'er the sea,' 229.

Augusta, Epistle to, 210.

Augusta, Stanzas to, 209.

Augusta, Stanzas to, 210.

Away, away, ye notes of woe!' 165.

Babylon, By the Rivers of, we sat down and
wept, 222.

Ballad to the Tune of 'Sally in our Alley,' 233.
Ballat, Another Simple, 234.

Becher, Rev. J. T., Lines addressed to the, 128.
Belshazzar, To, 185.

Belshazzar, Vision of, 220.

Beppo, 440.

Blacket, Joseph, Epitaph for, 163.

Blessington, Countess of, To the, 205.

Blues, The, 277.

Bowles and Campbell, 237.

'Brave Champions! go on with the farce,' 237.

Bray, The New Vicar of, 238.

Bride of Abydos, The, 323.

'Bright be the place of thy soul,' 151.

Buonaparte, Napoleon, Ode to, 180.

Cadiz, The Girl of, 159.

Cain, 626.

Cain,' Thoughts for a Speech of Lucifer, in
the Tragedy of, 237.

Caledonian Meeting, Address intended to be
recited at the, 182.

Calmar and Orla, The Death of, 129.
Caroline, To, 90.
Caroline, To, 90.
Caroline, To, 91.
Caroline, To, 91.

'Carthon,' Ossian's Address to the Sun in, 139.
Catullus, Imitated from, 88.
Catullus, Translation from, 87.
Cephalonia, Journal in, 240.

CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE, 1.
Childish Recollections, 122.
Chillon, Sonnet on, 402.

Chillon, The Prisoner of, 402.
Churchill's Grave, 190.

Clare, Earl of, To the, 137.

College Examination, Thoughts suggested by a,
111.

Common Lot, The,' Answer to a Beautiful
Poem, entitled, 127.
Condolatory Address, 183.
Conquest, The, 239.

Corinth, The Siege of, 384.
Cornelian, The, 113.

Cornelian Heart which was broken, On a, 168.
Corsair, The, 337.

Country, Soliloquy of a Bard in the, 142.
Curse of Minerva, The, 268.

D-, To, 85.

Dallas, R. C., 226.

Damætas, 100.

Dante, The Prophecy of, 455.

Darkness, 189.

'Dear Doctor, I have read your play,' 231.
Death of Calmar and Orla, The, 129.

Deed of Separation, Endorsement to the, in the
April of 1816, 236.

Deformed Transformed, The, 722.

Delawarr, George, Earl, To, 136.

Destruction of Sennacherib, The, 222.
Devil's Drive, The, 175.

Dives, To (William Beckford). A Fragment,
223.

DOMESTIC PIECES, 207.

DON JUAN, 744.

Dorset, Duke of, To the, 93.

DRAMAS, 477.

Dream, The, 213.

Drury-Lane Theatre, Address spoken at the

Opening of, 169.

Duel, The, 197.