In a soft-complexioned sky, R 788 EBB 557 I never gave a lock of hair away, EBB 558 In the bare midst of Anglesey they show, Ar 762 In the deserted, moon-blanch'd street, Ar 721 In the sweet shire of Cardigan, W 6 In the white-flowered hawthorn brake, M 855 In this lone, open glade I lie, Ar 724 In those sad words I took farewell, T 506 In youth from rock to rock I went, W 34 I plucked a honeysuckle where, R 788 I read, before my eyelids dropped their shade, T 474 I said: "Nay, pluck not, let the first fruit be," R 305 I said - Then dearest, since 'tis so, RB 634 I sate beside a sage's bed, Sh 310 I sat with love upon a woodside well, R 799 I saw again the spirits on a day, Cl 69 I see thine image through my tears tonight, EBB 561 I send my heart up to thee, all my heart, RB 596 I shiver, spirit fierce and bold, W 36 I sing the fates of Gebir. He had dwelt, L 425 I sing to him that rests below, T 502 Is it indeed so? If I lay here dead, EBB 560 I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he, RB 603 Is thy face like thy mother's, my fair child, B 189 I stood in Venice on the Bridge of Sighs, B 234 I stood on Brocken's sovran height, and saw, C 93 I stood within the Coliseum's wall, B 231 Italia, mother of the souls of men, Sw 907 It fortifies my soul to know, Cl 702 I thank all who have loved me in their hearts, EBB 564 I think of thee! my thoughts do twine and bud, EBB 561 I thought of thee, my partner and my guide, W 57 I thought once how Theocritus had sung, EBB 555 It is a beauteous evening, calm and free, W 31 It is an ancient mariner, C 73 It is not sweet content, be sure, Cl 694 It is not to be thought of that the flood, W 33 It is the first mild day of March, W 8 I travelled among unknown men, W 15 It was a lovely sight to see, C 84 It was roses, roses all the way, RB 633 I waited for the train at Coventry, T 492 I wandered lonely as a cloud, W 43 I was thy neighbor once, thou rugged pile, W 45. Like labor-laden moonclouds faint to flee, R 799 Like the ghost of a dear friend dead, Sh 348 Live thy life, T 553 Lo, from our loitering ship a new land at last to be seen, M 863 Lo, here is God, and there is God! Cl 689 Long fed on boundless hopes, O race of man, Ar 762 Look in my face; my name is Might-havebeen, R 807 Lord of days and nights, that hear thy word of wintry warning, Sw 908 Lord of the Celtic dells, L 438 Love is and was my lord and king, T 513 Love is enough: ho ye who seek saving, M 859 Love's priestess, mad with pain and joy of song, Sw 895 Love thou thy land, with love far-brought, T 480 Love to his singer held a glistening leaf, R 801 Low was our pretty cot, our tallest rose, C 69 Lo, when we wade the tangled wood, M 864 Lo! where the four mimosas blend their shade, L 432 Maid of Athens, ere we part, B 170 Master of the murmuring courts, R 786 Moderate tasks and moderate leisure, Ar 714 Mont Blanc is the monarch of mountains, B 215 Most sweet it is with unuplifted eyes, W 61 Music, when soft voices die, Sh 358 My briar that smelledst sweet, L 432 My coursers are fed with the lightning, Sh Nay, but you, who do not love her, RB 605 Nay traveller! rest. This lonely yew tree stands, W 4 Never the time and the place, RB 681 No, great Dome of Agrippa, thou art not Nor happiness, nor majesty, nor fame, Sh 358 No more no more-Oh! never more on me, B 242 Now Morning from her orient chamber came, No, my own Love of other years! L 441 Not as with sundering of the earth, Sw 869 Not by one measure may'st thou mete our love, R 798 Nothing so difficult as a beginning, B 253 Not I myself know all my love for thee, R 798 Not that the earth is changing, O my God, R 778 Now, sometimes in my sorrow shut, T 503 Now fades the last long streak of snow, T 511 Nuns fret not at their convents' narrow room, W 48 Oh! there are spirits of the air, Sh 275 Oh yes! they love through all this world of ours, EBB 563 Oh! young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Sc 141 O June, O June, that we desired so, M 854 "Old things need not be therefore true," Cl 700 O let me love my love unto myself alone, Cl 704 O, let the solid ground, T 519 O living will that shalt endure, T 513 O lord of all compassionate control, R 794 O lovers' eyes are sharp to see, Sc 113 O lyric Love, half angel and half bird, RB 668 O muse that swayest the sad northern song, M 864 On a battle-trumpet's blast, Sh 310 On a poet's lips I slept, Sh 310 Once did she hold the glorious earth in fee, W 31 Once in a golden hour, T 539 Once more the changed year's turning wheel returns, R 805 Once more upon the waters! yet once more, B 189 One day, it thundered and lightened, RB 680 One flame-winged brought a white-winged harp-player, R 794 On either side the river lie, T 462 One lesson, Nature, let me learn of thee, Cl 708 One morn before me were three figures seen, K 405 One word is too often profaned, Sh 368 One year ago my path was green, L 441 536 On the brink of the night and the morning, Sh 320 On the sea and at the Hague, sixteen hundred ninety-two, RB 669 On the smooth brow and clustering hair, L 443 On the wide level of a mountain's head, C 70 On this sweet bank your head thrice sweet and dear, R 795 O only source of all our light and life, Cl 698 O pensive, tender maid, downcast and shy, M 854 O Rome! my country! city of the soul, B 236 O set us down together in some place, M 850 Or shall I say, vain word, false thought, Cl 694 O ship, ship, ship, CI 702 O sleep, it is a gentle thing, C 77 O soft embalmer of the still midnight, K 423 O solitude! if I must with thee dwell, K 372 O sorrow, K 386 O sorrow, cruel fellowship, T 500 O sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! K 385 O stream descending to the sea, Cl 702 O swallow, swallow, flying, flying south, T 498 O that I now, I too were, Sw 868 O that 'twere possible, T 523 Others abide our question. Thou art free, Ar 708 O thou that after toil and storm, T 504 O thou! whose fancies from afar are brought, O thou whose image on the shrine, Cl 699 O thou, wild fancy, check thy wing! No more, C 66 Our gaieties, our luxuries, Cl 695 Our hided vessels in their pitchy round, L 427 Our spoil is won, Sh 331 Out of my way! Off! or my sword may strike thee, L 452 Overhead the tree-tops meet, RB 591 Over the sea our galleys went, RB 568 O woman! in our hours of ease, Sc 156 O ye, all ye that walk in Willowwood, R 800 Pansies, lilies, kingcups, daisies, W 27 Pardon, oh pardon, that my soul should make. EBB 563 Past ruin'd Ilion Helen lives, L 431 Pray but one prayer for me 'twixt thy closed lips, M 827 Proud Maisie is in the wood, Sc 164 Proud word you never spoke, but you will speak, L 443 Push hard across the sand, Sw 866 Queen Guinevere had fled the court, and sat, T 525 Quick, painter, quick, the moment seize, Cl 703 Quoth a young Sadducee, RB 657 Rain, rain and sun! a rainbow in the sky! T 540 Raised are the dripping oars, Ar 719 Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, T 510 Roman Virgil, thou that singest Ilion's lofty temples robed in fire, T 550 Rome disappoints me still; but I shrink and adapt myself to it, Cl 692 Rome is fallen, I hear, the gallant Medici taken, Cl 693 Room after room, RB 630 Rough wind, that moanest loud, Sh 369 Round the cape of a sudden came the sea, RB 605 Round us the wild creatures, RB 681 Rousseau - Voltaire our Gibbon- and De Staël, B 214 Say not the struggle nought availeth, Cl 695 Say over again and yet once over again, EBB 549 Say what blinds us, that we claim the glory, Ar 714 Scorn not the sonnet; critic, you have frowned, W 58 Sea beyond sea, sand after sweep of sand, Sw 902 Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, K 409 Seaward goes the sun, and homeward by the down, Sw 904 See, as the prettiest grave will do in time, RB 605 See what a lovely shell, T 522 Self-exiled Harold wanders forth again, B 191 Send but a song oversea for us, Sw 886 Set where the upper streams of Simois flow, Ar 765 Shall I sonnet-sing you about myself? RB 672 Shame upon you, Robin, T 543 She dwelt among the untrodden ways, W 14 R 801 She should never have looked at me, RB 594 She walks in beauty, like the night, B 186 She was a Phantom of delight, W 42 Sing me a hero! Quench my thirst, RB 679 So all day long the noise of battle roll'd, T 481 "So careful of the type?" but no, T 505 So fair, so sweet, withal so sensitive, W 62 So ends the winning of the Golden Fleece, M 842 So far as our story approaches the end, RB 633 So go forth to the world, to the good report and the evil, Cl 693 So in the sinful streets, abstracted and alone, Cl 697 So, I shall see her in just three days, RB 631 Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Sc 159 Some future day when what is now is not, Cl 701 Some ladies love the jewels in Love's zone, R 794 Sometimes thou seem'st not as thyself alone, Ꭱ 797 So now my summer task is ended, Mary, Sh 291 Soon, O Ianthe! life is o'er, L 442 So sang he: and as meeting rose and rose, R 800 "So say the foolish!" Say the foolish so, love, RB 683 So then, I feel not deeply! if I did, L 455 So we'll go no more a-roving, B 271 love that laughs through May, Sw 905 Strong son of God, immortal Love, T 499 Such, British Public, ye who like me not, RB 668 Such a starved bank of roses, RB 677 Sweet and low, sweet and low, T 498 Sweet Highland girl, a very shower, W 37 Sweet twining hedge flowers wind-stirred in no wise, R 795 Swiftly walk o'er the western wave, Sh 357 Take these flowers, which purple waving, Sc 108 Tanagra! think not I forget, L 436 Tax not the royal saint with vain expense, W 57 Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, T 497 Tears of the widower, when he sees, T 501 Tell me, thou star, whose wings of light, Sh 348 That second time they hunted me, RB 606 That's my last Duchess painted on the wall, RB 595 That son of Italy who tried to blow, Ar 761 That which we dare invoke to bless, T 512 The Assyrian came down like a wolf on the fold, B 187 The awful shadow of some unseen Power, Sh 287 The Baron of Smaylho'me rose with day, Sc 108 The bee with his comb, RB 591 The blessed damozel leaned out, R 774 The churl in spirit, up or down, T 511 The cock is crowing, W 26 The Danube to the Severn gave, T 502 The fancy I had today, RB 671 The first time that the sun rose on thine oath, EBB 562 The flower that smiles today, Sh 358 The fountains mingle with the river, Sh 299 The frost performs its secret ministry, C 90 The gallant youth, who may have gained, W The human spirits saw I on a day, Cl 690 The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece, B 249 The joy, the triumph, the delight, the madness, Sh 334 The lamp must be replenish'd, but even then, B 214 The lost days of my life until today, R 806 The moon is up, and yet it is not night, B 235 The path thro' which that lovely twain, Sh 315 The poet in a golden clime was born, T 461 There is delight in singing, tho' none hear, "There is no God" the wicked saith, Cl 694 There is sweet music here that softer falls, T 472 There lies a vale in Ida, lovelier, T 464 There rolls the deep where grew the tree, T 512 There! said a stripling, pointing with meet pride, W 61 There's a palace in Florence the world knows well, RB 637 There's a woman like a dewdrop, she's so purer than the purest, RB 602 There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away, B 187 There's not a nook within this solemn pass, W 60 There the voluptuous nightingales, Sh 315 There they are, my fifty men and women, RB 654 There was a boy; ye knew him well, ye cliffs, W 13 There was a lady lived in a hall, M 838 There was a roaring in the wind all night, W 28 There was a sound of revelry by night, B 192 There was a time when meadow, grove and stream, W 39 There are the symbols, on that cloth of red, R 779 There were four of us about that bed, M 833 The sails flapped loose, the wind was still, R 788 The sea gives her shells to the shingle, Sw 879 The sea is at ebb, and the sound of her utmost word, Sw 903 The sea is awake, and the sound of the song |