The tongue of England, that which myriads, L 454

The unremitting voice of nightly streams, W 63

The violet in the green-wood bower, Sc 108
The voice and the Peak, T 542
The voice of the spirits of air and of earth,
Sh 330

The weltering London ways where children weep, R 812

The wish, that of the living whole, T 605
The word of the sun to the sky, Sw 892
The world is a bundle of hay, B 271
The world is too much with us; late and
soon, W 50

The world's great age begins anew, Sh 367 The woods decay, the leaves decay and fall, T 535

The year's at the spring, RB 576 The year's twelve daughters had in turn gone by, L 450

They rose to where their sovran eagle sails, T 543

They say that hope is happiness, B 212 Thick rise the spear-shafts o'er the land, M 862

Thin are the night-skirts left behind, R 809
Think thou and act; tomorrow thou shalt die,
R 803
This feast-day of the sun, his altar there, R
803

This is a spray the Bird clung to, RB 629
This is her picture as she was, R 776
This is that blessed Mary, pre-elect, R 778
This is the place. Even here the dauntless
soul, R 811

This river does not see the naked sky, K 383 This truth came borne with bier and pall, T

507

This world is very odd we see, Cl 695
Thou art folded, thou art lying, Sh 336
Thou art speeding round the sun, Sh 336
Thou comest! all is said without a word, EBB
561
Thou earth, calm empire of a happy soul, Sh
337
Though God, as one that is an householder,
R 804

Though the day of my destiny's over B 209

Thou goest, then, and leavest me behind, L 454

Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor, EBB 555

Thou lovely and beloved, thou my love, R 797

Thou shalt have one God only; who, Cl 694 Thou still unravish'd bride of quietness, K 407

Those who have laid the harp aside, L 438 Three years she grew in sun and shower, W

15

Thrice three hundred thousand years, Sh 300
Through Alpine meadows soft-suffused, Ar
754
Through the black, rushing smoke-bursts, Ar
719
Through the great sinful streets of Naples as
I passed, Cl 696
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter
went, M 843

Thy voice is heard thro' rolling drums, T 498
Thy voice is on the rolling air, T 513
Tibur is beautiful too, and the orchard slopes,
and the Arno, Cl 692

'Tis death! and peace indeed is here, Ar 761 'Tis done but yesterday a King! B 184 'Tis held that sorrow makes us wise, T 511 Tis the middle of the night by the castle clock, C 82

'Tis time this heart should be unmoved, B

272

'Tis well; 'tis something, we may stand, T 502 Titan! to whose immortal eyes, B 213

To be a sweetness more desired than spring, R 801 Today death seems to me an infant child, R 807 on, L

To my ninth decade I have tottered 458

To one who has been long in city pent, K

373

To spend uncounted years of pain, Cl 704
To the deep, to the deep, Sh 317

To the Lords of Convention, 'twas Claver'se
who spoke, Sc 165
Touch him ne'er slightly, into song he
broke, RB 680
Toussaint, the most unhappy man of men,
W 32

To wear out heart and nerves and brain, CI 705

Tranquility! thou better name, C 94
True-love, an thou be true, Sc 164
Turn, Fortune, turn thy wheel, and lower
the proud, T 524

'Twas August, and the fierce sun overhead Ar 761

'Twas evening, though not sunset, and the tide, L 427 'Twas twilight and the sunless day went down, B 243 Twenty years hence my eyes may grow L

442

Twist ye, twine ye, even so, Sc 162 "Twixt the sunlight and the shade, M 827

K 381

When Israel of the Lord beloved, Sc 164 When Lazarus left his charnel-cave, T 504 When on my bed the moonlight falls, T 506 When our two souls stand up erect and strong, EBB 559

When princely Hamilton's abode, Sc 111
When the buds began to burst, L 457
When the enemy is near thee, Cl 695
When the hounds of spring are on winter's
traces, Sw 866

When the lamp is shattered, Sh 369

When we met first and loved, I did not build EBB 562

When vain desire at last and vain regret, R 808

When we two parted, B 171

Where are the great whom thou would'st
wish to praise thee? Cl 695
Where art thou, beloved Tomorrow, Sh 368
Where art thou gone, light-ankled youth?

L 454

Where art thou, my beloved son, W 43 Where Claribel low-lieth, T 461