her Firstborn Child, 706

(Happy the feeling),

(Look at the fate of

Το

Το

654

Το

Summer Flowers), 644

Το

(Miscellaneous Son

Schwytz, 586

Scottish Covenanters, Persecu

tion of the, 631

Scott, Sir Walter, Departure of, 693

Seashore, Composed by the, 728
Seaside, Composed by the, 710
Seasons, Thought on the, 673
Seathwaite Chapel, 603
Seclusion (Two Son.), 614

Seven Sisters, The, 208
Sexton, To a, 119
Sheep-washing, 604

Shepherd Boys-Dungeon-Ghyll
Force, 138

Ships (Two Son.), 354
Simon Lee, 82

Simplon Pass, Column lying in the, 591

Simplon Pass, Stanzas composed in the, 592

Simplon Pass, The, 112

Sister, To my, 84

Skiddaw, 156

Sky-lark, To a, 213
Sky-lark, To a, 648

Sky-prospect from the Plain of
France, 595

Sleep, To (Three Son.), 354
Snowdrop Rock, 187

Snowdrop, To a, 575

Snowdrops, 575

Sobieski, John, 556

Solitary Reaper, The, 192
Solitary, The (Excursion), 428
Solitude (The Duddon), 602
Somnambulist, The, 726
Song at the Feast of Brougham
Castle, 363

Song for the Spinning Wheel, 406

Song for the Wandering Jew, 151 Sonnet, The, 655

Sonnet, June 1820 (Fame tells of groves), 580 Sonnet, September 1, 1802 (We

had a female Passenger), 180 Sonnet, September 1802 (Inland, within a hollow vale), 181 Sonnet, September 1815 (While not a leaf seems faded), 543

Southey, Edith May, 653 Southey (Inscription for monument), 784

Spade of a Friend, To the, 211 Spaniards (Three Son.), 392 Spanish Guerillas, 397

Spanish Guerillas, The French and the, 393

Sparrow's Nest, The, 156
Spinning Wheel, 576

Staffa, Cave of (Four Son.), 721 Star and the Glow-worm, The, 569

Star-gazers, 349,

Star, Slowly-sinking, 576

Stars are Mansions, The, 579
Statesman, The, 766
Staub-bach, On approaching the,
584

The (Two

Steamboats, Viaducts, and Rail-
ways, 725
Stepping stones,
Son.), 601
Stepping Westward, 192
Stone, F., Lines suggested by a
Portrait from the pencil of
(Two Poems), 733
Storm, Composed during a, 573
Stray Pleasures, 348
Stream, Composed on the Banks
of a rocky, 578

Stream, On the Banks of a rocky,

Torrent at Devil's Bridge, 645 Tour among the Alps (1791-2) (Descriptive Sketches), ro Tour in Italy (1837), Memorials of a, 746

Tour in Scotland (1803), Memorials of a, 188

Tour in Scotland (1814), Memorials of a, 534

Tour in Scotland (1831), 691 Tour in the Summer of 1833,

Tyrolese, On the final submission of the, 389

Tyrolese Sonnets, 388

ULPHA, Kirk of, 606

Uncertainty, 610

VALE, Beloved, 352

Valedictory Sonnet (Misc. Son.), 766

Vallombrosa, At, 759

Vaudois, The (Two Son.), 621
Vaudracour and Julia, 221
Venetian Republic, On the Ex-
tinction of, 179
Venice, Scene in, 618
Venus, To the Planet (January
1838), 764
Venus, To the Planet (Loch
Lomond), 698
Vernal Ode, 562

Walton's Book of "Lives," 630 Wanderer, Discourse of the (Excursion), 520

Wanderer, The (Excursion), 415 Wandering Jew, Song for the,

151

Wansfell, 782

Warning, The, 707

Wars of York and Lancaster, 622
Waterfall and the Eglantine,
The, 144
Water-fowl, 406

Waterloo, After visiting the
Field of, 581
Waterloo, Occasioned by the
Battle of (Two Son.), 556
We are Seven, 73
Wellington, On a Portrait of the
Duke of, 771

Westall, Mr. W., Views of the Caves, etc., in Yorkshire by (Three Poems), 573

Sobieski, 556

Virgin, The, 624
Vision, A, 629

Visitation of the Sick, 636

upon, 178

Westmoreland Girl, The, 786
Whirl-blast, 84

Whistlers, The Seven, 363
White Doe of Rylstone, 365
Wicliffe, 622

Widow on Windermere Side,
The, 779

A BARKING Sound the Shepherd hears, 214

A Book came forth of late, called Peter Bell, 579 A bright-haired company of youthful slaves, 612 Abruptly paused the strife;-the field throughout, 556

A dark plume fetch me from yon blasted yew, 603 Adieu, Rydalian Laurels! that have grown, 711 Advance come forth from thy Tyrolean ground, 388

Aerial Rock-whose solitary brow, 574

A famous man is Robin Hood, 193

Affections lose their object; Time brings forth, 794

A flock of sheep that leisurely pass by, 354
A genial hearth, a hospitable board, 633
Age! twine thy brows with fresh spring flowers,
196

Ah, think how one compelled for life to abide, 769
A humming bee-a little tinkling rill, 440
Ah, when the Body, round which in love we
clung, 614

Ah! where is Palafox? Nor tongue nor pen, 391
Ah why deceive ourselves! by no mere fit, 762
Aid, glorious Martyrs, from your fields of light,
627

Alas! what boots the long laborious quest, 388
A little onward lend thy guiding hand, 565
All praise the Likeness by thy skill portrayed, 771
A love-lorn Maid, at some far-distant time, 604
Ambition-following down this far-famed slope,

591

Amid a fertile region green with wood, 698
Amid the smoke of cities did you pass, 142
Amid this dance of objects sadness steals, 583
Among a grave fraternity of Monks, 735
Among all lovely things my Love had been, 171
Among the dwellers in the silent fields, 782
Among the dwellings framed by birds, 705
Among the mountains were we nursed, loved
Stream, 712

A month, sweet Little-ones, is past, 361
An age hath been when Earth was proud, 564
A narrow girdle of rough stones and crags, 143
And has the Sun his flaming chariot driven, i
And is it among rude untutored Dales, 389
And is this-Yarrow?-This the Stream, 538
And, not in vain embodied to the sight, 620
And shall, the Pontiff asks, profaneness flow, 617
And what is Penance with her knotted thong, 623
And what melodious sounds at times prevail, 620
An Orpheus! an Orpheus! yes, Faith may grow
bold, 348

Another year!-another deadly blow, 356
A pen-to register; a key, 640

A Pilgrim, when the summer day, 569

A plague on your languages, German and Norse,

124

A pleasant music floats along the Mere, 616

A Poet!-He hath put his heart to school, 774
A point of life between my Parents' dust, 712
Army of Clouds! ye winged Host in troops, 781
A Rock there is whose homely front, 690
A Roman Master stands on Grecian ground, 392
Around a wild and woody hill, 584
Arran! a single-crested Teneriffe, 719
Art thou a Statist in the van, 115

Art thou the bird whom Man loves best, 172
As faith thus sanctified the warrior's crest, 620

-A simple Child, 74

As indignation mastered grief, my tongue, 762 As leaves are to the tree whereon they grow, 763 A slumber did my spirit seal, 115

As often as I murmur here, 687

As star that shines dependent upon star, 633
As the cold aspect of a sunless way, 575

A Stream, to mingle with your favourite Dee, 645
A sudden conflict rises from the swell, 632
As, when a storm hath ceased, the birds regain,
611

As with the Stream our voyage we pursue, 618
At early dawn, or rather when the air, 574
A Traveller on the skirt of Sarum's Plain, 21
A trouble, not of clouds, or weeping rain, 693
At the corner of Wood Street, when daylight
appears, 72

Avaunt all specious pliancy of mind, 393

A voice, from long-expecting thousands sent, 631
A volant Tribe of Bards on earth are found, 643
Avon-a precious, an immortal name, 698
A weight of awe not easy to be borne, 725
A whirl-blast from behind the hill, 84

A winged Goddess-clothed in vesture wrought,

581

A youth too certain of his power to wade, 717

BARD of the Fleece, whose skilful genies made, 546

Beaumont! it was thy wish that I should rear, 212
Before I see another day, 86

Before the world had past her time of youth, 768
Begone, thou fond presumptuous Elf, 145
Beguiled into forgetfulness of care, 733
Behold an emblem of our human mind, 794
Behold a pupil of the monkish gown, 615
Behold her, single in the field, 192
Behold, within the leafy shade, 156
Beloved Vale! I said, when I shall con, 352
Beneath the concave of an April sky, 562
Beneath these fruit-tree boughs that shed, 186
Beneath yon eastern ridge, the craggy bound, 405
Be this the chosen site, the virgin sod, 638
Between two sister moorland rills, 120
Bishops and Priests, blessed are ye, if deep, 633
Black Demons hovering o'er his mitred head,
618

Blest is this Isle-our native Land, 641

By a blest Husband guided, Mary came, 743
By antique Fancy trimmed-though lowly, bred,
586

By Art's bold privilege Warrior and War-horse
stand, 771

By chain yet stronger must the Soul be tied, 635
By Moscow self-devoted to a blaze, 555
By playful smiles, (alas, too oft, 647

By such examples moved to unbought pains, 615
By their floating mill, 348

By vain affections unenthralled, 647

CALL not the royal Swede unfortunate, 390
Calm as an under-current, strong to draw, 631
Calm is all nature as a resting wheel, 3
Calm is the fragrant air, and loth to lose, 702
Calvert! it must not be unheard by them, 356
Change me, some God, into that breathing rose,

600

Chatsworth thy stately mansion, and the pride,
689

Child of loud-throated War! the mountain

Stream, 193

Child of the clouds ! remote from every taint, 599
Clarkson! it was an obstinate hill to climb, 361
Closing the sacred Book which long has fed, 637
Clouds, lingering yet, extend in solid bars, 353
Coldly we spake. The Saxons, overpowered, 617
Come ye-who, if (which Heaven avert !) the
Land, 202

Companion! by whose buoyant Spirit cheered,
747

Complacent Fictions were they, yet the same, 754

DARK and more dark the shades of evening fell, 182
Darkness surrounds us; seeking, we are lost, 610
Days passed-and Monte Calvo would not clear,

Degenerate Douglas! oh, the unworthy Lord, 195
Departed Child! I could forget thee once, 396
Departing summer hath assumed, 577
Deplorable his lot who tills the ground, 619
Desire we past illusions to recall, 716
Desponding Father! mark this altered bough,

744

Despond who will-I heard a voice exclaim, 718
Destined to war from very infancy, 395

Did pangs of grief for lenient time too keen, 717
Discourse was deemed Man's noblest attribute,

793

Dishonoured Rock and Ruin! that, by law, 696
Dogmatic Teachers, of the snow-white fur, 578
Doomed as we are our native dust, 584
Doubling and doubling with laborious walk, 697
Down a swift Stream, thus far, a bold design, 632
Dread hour! when, upheaved by war's sulphur-
ous blast, 587

Driven in by Autumn's sharpening air, 732

EARTH has not anything to show more fair, 178
Eden! till now thy beauty had I viewed, 724
Emperors and Kings, how oft have temples rung,

557

England! the time is come when thou should'st
wean, 201

Enlightened Teacher, gladly from thy hand, 784
Enough! for see, with dim association, 621
Enough of climbing toil!--Ambition treads, 564
Enough of garlands, of the Arcadian crook, 696
Enough of rose-bud lips, and eyes, 677
Ere the Brothers through the gateway, 346
Ere with cold beads of midnight dew, 649
Ere yet our course was graced with social trees,

600

Eternal Lord! eased of a cumbrous load, 761
Ethereal minstrel! pilgrim of the sky, 648
Even as a dragon's eye that feels the stress, 545
Even as a river,-partly (it might seem), 299
Even so for me a Vision sanctified, 746

Even such the contrast that, where'er we move, 628
Even while I speak, the sacred roofs of France,
637

Excuse is needless when with love sincere, 654

FAILING impartial measure to dispense, 765
Fair Ellen Irwin, when she sate, 152
Fair Lady! can I sing of flowers, 788
Fair Land! Thee all men greet with joy; how
few, 762

Fair Prime of life! were it enough to gild, 655
Fair Star of evening, Splendour of the west, 178
Fallen, and diffused into a shapeless heap, 605
Fame tells of groves-from England far away,
580

Fancy, who leads the pastimes of the glad, 658
Farewell, deep Valley, with thy one rude House,
469

Farewell, thou little nook of mountain-ground,

177

Far from my dearest friend, 'tis mine to rove, 4
Far from our home by Grasmere's quiet Lake, 399
Father to God himself we cannot give, 634
Fear hath a hundred eyes, that all agree, 628
Feel for the wrongs to universal ken, 775
Festivals have I seen that were not names, 179
Fit retribution, by the moral code, 768

Five years have past; five summers, with the
length, 93

Flattered with promise of escape, 673

Fly, some kind Harbinger, to Grasmere-dale, 197 Fond words have oft been spoken to thee, Sleep, 355

For action born, existing to be tried, 756
Forbear to deem the Chronicler unwise, 754
For ever hallowed be this morning fair, 613
For gentlest uses, oft-times Nature takes, 585
Forgive, illustrious Country! these deep sighs,

755

Forth from a jutting ridge, around whose base, 786

For thirst of power that Heaven disowns, 794 Forth rushed from Envy sprung and Self-conceit, 766

For what contend the wise?-for nothing less, 625
Four fiery steeds impatient of the rein, 745
From Bolton's old monastic tower, 367

From early youth I ploughed the restless Main, 718

From false assumption rose, and, fondly hailed, 619

From Little down to Least, in due degree, 634 From low to high doth dissolution climb, 637 From Nature doth emotion come, and moods, 324 From Rite and Ordinance abused they fled, 632 From Stirling Castle we had seen, 195

From that time forth, Authority in France, 314 From the Baptismal hour, thro' weal and woe, 636 From the dark chambers of dejection freed, 539 From the fierce aspect of this River, throwing, 584 From the Pier's head, musing, and with increase, 596

From this deep chasm, where quivering sunbeams play, 602

Frowns are on every Muse's face, 653

Furl we the sails, and pass with tardy oars, 620

GENIUS of Raphael! if thy wings, 664
Giordano, verily thy Pencil's skill, 793
Glad sight! wherever new with old, 788
Glide gently, thus for ever glide, 10

Glory to God! and to the Power who came, 640
Go back to antique ages, if thine eyes, 658
Go, faithful Portrait! and where long hath knelt,
690

Grant, that by this unsparing hurricane, 625
Grateful is Sleep, my life in stone bound fast, 355
Great men have been among us; hands that
penned, 181

Greta, what fearful listening! when huge stones,

712

Grief, thou hast lost an ever-ready friend, 576
Grieve for the Man who hither came bereft, 758

HAD this effulgence disappeared, 572
Hail, orient Conqueror of gloomy Night, 546
Hail to the crown by Freedom shaped-to gird,
482

Hail to the fields-with Dwellings sprinkled o'er,

602

Hail, Twilight, sovereign of one peaceful hour, 544

Hail, Virgin Queen! o'er many an envious bar, 627

Hail, Zaragoza! If with unwet eye, 389
Happy the feeling from the bosom thrown, 654
Hard task! exclaim the undisciplined, to lean,
763.

Hark! 'tis the Thrush, undaunted, undeprest, 765

Harmonious Powers with Nature work, 773
Harp! couldst thou venture, on thy boldest
string, 629

Hast thou seen, with flash incessant, 571
Hast thou then survived, 208
Haydon let worthier judges praise the skill, 705
Here closed the Tenant of that lonely vale, 452
Here Man more purely lives, less oft doth fall, 619
Here, on our native soil, we breathe once more,
180

Here on their knees men swore: the stones were black, 722

Here pause; the poet claims at least this praise,

398

Here stood an Oak, that long had borne affixed, 699

Here, where, of havoc tired and rash undoing, 755 Her eyes are wild, her head is bare, 81

Her only pilot the soft breeze, the boat, 654 "High bliss is only for a higher state," 779 High deeds, O Germans, are to come from you, 360

High in the breathless hall the Minstrel sate, 363 High is our calling, Friend!-Creative Art, 540 High on a broad unfertile tract of forest-skirted Down, 775

High on her speculative tower, 590

His simple truths did Andrew glean, 145
Holy and heavenly Spirits as they are, 628
Homeward we turn. Isle of Columba's Cell, 723
Hope rules a land for ever green, 662

Hope smiled when your nativity was cast, 722
Hopes, what are they?-Beads of morning, 570
How art thou named? In search of what strange
land, 646

How beautiful the Queen of Night, on high, 793
How beautiful, when up a lofty height, 779
How beautiful your presence, how benign, 614
How blest the Maid whose heart-yet free, 501
How clear, how keen, how marvellously bright,

544

How disappeared he? Ask the newt and toad, 697

How fast the Marian death-list is unrolled, 626
How profitless the relics that we cull, 700
How richly glows the water's breast, 9
How rich that forehead's calm expanse, 644
How sad a welcome! To each voyager, 722
How shall I paint thee?-Be this naked stone, 600
How soon-alas! did Man, created pure, 619
How sweet it is, when mother Fancy rocks, 352
Humanity, delighting to behold, 555
Hunger, and sultry heat, and nipping blast, 393

I AM not One who much or oft delight, 351
I come, ye little noisy Crew, 116

I dropped my pen; and listened to the Wind, 387
If from the public way you turn your steps, 131
If Life were slumber on a bed of down, 713
If Nature, for a favourite child, 117

art, 6-8

If there be prophets on whose spirits rest, 610
If these brief Records, by the Muses'
If the whole weight of what we think and feel,
655

If this great world of joy and pain, 709

If thou indeed derive thy light from Heaven, 705 If thou in the dear love of some one Friend, 154 If to Tradition faith be due, 701

If with old love of you, dear Hills! I share, 764 I grieved for Buonaparté, with a vain, 177