Will, T 524 Wind, A word with the, Sw 908 Wish no word unspoken (Ferishtah's fan- With a guitar, To Jane, Sh 368 With rosy hand a little girl pressed down, -With whom is no variableness, Cl 702 World is a bundle of hay, The, B 271 World's great age begins anew, The, Sh 367 Written in Kensington Gardens, Ar 724 Written in March, W 26 Written in the album at Elbingerode, C 93 All I can say is - I saw it! RB 674 All June I bound the rose in sheaves, RB 629 All nature scems at work. Slugs leave their lair, C 101 All service ranks the same with God, RB 572 All that I know, RB 626 All the bells of heaven may ring, Sw 900 All the breath and the bloom of the year in the bag of one bee, RB 683 All the night sleep came not upon my eyelids, Sw 878 All thoughts, all passions, all delights, C 91 Along these low-pleached lanes, Sw 903 A lovely form there sate beside my bed, C 103 Among the wondrous ways of men and time, Sw 910 An aged man who loved to doze away, L 458 Andromeda, by Perseus saved and wed, R 786 And so you found that poor room dull, RB 674 And the first gray of morning fill'd the east, And thou art dead, as young and fair, B 171 And thou, O life, the lady of all bliss, R 808 And what though winter will pinch severe, Sc 163 And wilt thou have me fashion into speech, EBB 557 And ye maun braid your yellow hair, Sw 899 And yet, because thou overcomest. EBB 558 62 A rainbow's arch stood on the sea, Sh 310 Arches on arches! as it were that Rome, B 237 441 As two whose love, first foolish, widening scope, R 802 A sunny shaft did I behold, C 101 As when desire, long darkling, dawns, and first, R 793 As when far off the warbled strains are heard, C 69 At Flores in the Azores Sir Richard Gren- A thing of beauty is a joy for ever, K 381 At the midnight in the silence of the sleeptime RB 686 Ave Maria! blessed be the hour, B 251 A wanderer is man from his birth, Ar 724 Away, ye gay landscapes, ye gardens of roses, A whirl-blast from behind the hill, W 8 Back to the flower-town, side by side, Sw 876 Banner of England, not for a season, O banner of Britain, hast thou, T 546 Bards of passion and of mirth, K 406 Beautiful Evelyn Hope is dead! RB 618 Beautiful spoils! borne off from vanquished death! L 456 Beauty like hers is genius. Not the call, R 796 Because thou hast the power, and own'st Before the beginning of years, Sw 867 Beneath yon birch with silver bark, C 92 792 Between the moondawn and the sundown here, Sw 892 As when two men have loved a woman well, Bring the bowl which you boast, Sc 166 Brother mine, calm wandered, Sh 334 But " But do not let us quarrel any more, RB 650 L 426 carpe diem," Juan, "carpe diem!" B Dear child of nature! let them rail, W 46 Dear friend, far off, my last desire, T 513 Dear, had the world in its caprice, RB 630 Dear, near and true no true Time himself, T 539 Death stands above me, whispering low, L 456 Death, what hast thou to do with one for whom, Sw 909 Deep in the shady sadness of a vale, K 410 Dost thou look back on what hath been, T 506 Do you remember me? or are you proud? L 441 Each eve earth falleth down the dark, M 861 Earth has not anything to show more fair, W 31 Earth, ocean, air, beloved brotherhood! Sh 276 Eat thou and drink; tomorrow thou shalt die, R 803 Echoes we: listen! Sh 314 Ere on my bed my limbs I lay, C 98 Eternal hatred I have sworn against, L 457 206 Ethereal minstrel! pilgrim of the sky, W 58 Even as a child, of sorrow that we give, R 797 Even in a palace, life may be led well, Ar 761 Ever let the fancy roam, K 390 Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel, K 391 Fame, like a wayward girl, will still be coy, K 423 Fare thee well, and if for ever, B 188 Far-fetched and dear bought, as the proverb rehearses, Sw 902 Faster, faster, Ar 710 Father! I now may lean upon your heart L 433 Father! the little girl we see, L 437 Fear death? to feel the fog in my throat, RB 667 Fiend, I defy thee! with a calm fixed mind, Fire is in the flint: true, once a spark escapes, First time he kissed me, he but only kissed, He is gone on the mountain, Sc 160 Here begins the sea that ends not till the Here pause; the poet claims at least this Here, where precipitate spring, with one light bound, L 431 Her eyes are homes of silent prayer, T 504 High grace, the dower of queens; and therewithal, R 798 High is our calling, Friend! Creative art, W 55 |