FRANCE: AN ODE 704 Fresh Spring, the herald of love's mighty FRIEND OF HUMANITY AND THE KNIFE- Friends! hear the words my wandering From child to youth; from youth to arduous From harmony, from heavenly harmony 692 Full fathom five thy father lies 444 Full many a glorious morning have I seen FUNERAL, THE 492 GARDEN, THE 534 GARDEN BY MOONLIGHT, THE 609 GARDEN OF PROSERPINE, THE 507 Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, 447 GENERAL WILLIAM BOOTH ENTERS INTO GEORGE GRAY 606 Get up, get up for shame, the blooming morn 532 GIFTS 475 GILLIFLOWER OF GOLD, THE 78 Give a man a horse he can ride, 475 GIVE ALL TO LOVE 596 Give me my scallop-shell of quiet, 511 GLOUCESTER MOORS 604 Go and catch a falling star, 490 Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; GO LOVELY ROSE! 450 Go not, happy day, 496 God Lyæus, ever young, 447 God of our fathers, known of old, 529 God, though this life is but a wraith, 612 Her mother died when she was young, I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flow- I can love both fair and brown; 491 I cannot change, as others do, 494 I Catherine am a Douglas born, 64 I did but prompt the age to quit their clogs I du belive in Freedom's cause, 974 I enter, and I see thee in the gloom 673 I fled Him down the nights and down the I found the phrase to every thought 485 I HAVE A RENDEZVOUS WITH DEATH 609 I have had playmates, I have had companions, 738 I have not told my garden yet 486 I have studied many times 606 I heard a thousand blended notes, 537 I. heard the trailing garments I intended an Ode, 993 I know a little garden-close 478 of the I know not of what we pondered 989 I lift my eyes, and all the windows blaze 489 I make my shroud, but no one knows I must not think of thee; and, tired yet I never saw a moor, 485 I pace the sounding sea-beach and behold, 675 I saw Eternity the other night, 520 I saw him once before 996 I saw the spires of Oxford 484 I saw with open eyes 481 I SENT FOR RATCLIFFE 799 I shiver, Spirit fierce and bold, 757 I sit by the brazier's glow, 482 I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and I strove with none; for none was worth my 662 I struck the board, and cried, "No more; 519 586 1006 IL PENSEROSO 807 In a coign of the cliff between lowland and IN A DREAR-NIGHTED DECEMBER 543 "In harmony with Nature?" fool, 664 Restless "Is there anybody there?" said the Traveller, Is it not better at an early hour 800 Is there for honest poverty 461 Is this a fast, to keep 518 Is thy face like thy mother's, my fair ISLES OF GREECE, THE 463 It befell at Martynmas, 12 It fortifies my soul to know 557 It happened once, some men of Italy, 346 IT IS It is an ancient Mariner, 38 It is not growing like a tree 531 IT IS NOT TO BE THOUGHT OF 659 It little profits that an idle king, 546 It was a lover and his lass, 443 It was in and about the Martinmas time, 30 It was three slim does and a ten-tined buck It's a warm wind, the west wind, full of JACOBITE'S FAREWELL, A 78 Jenny kissed me when we met, 987 Jesu, lover of my soul, 522 JOCK OF HAZELDEAN 34 |