INDEX TO THE FIRST LINES.

A BARKING Sound the Shepherd hears, iv. 228

A Book came forth of late, called Peter Bell, ii. 296
A bright-haired company of youthful slaves, iv. 10
Abruptly paused the strife ;-the field throughout, iii. 105
A dark plume fetch me from yon blasted yew, iii. 252
Adieu, Rydalian Laurels! that have grown, iv. 144
Advance-come forth from thy Tyrolean ground, iii. 87
Aerial Rock-whose solitary brow, ii. 291

A famous man is Robin Hood, iii 22

Affections lose their object; Time brings forth, iv. 331
A flock of sheep that leisurely pass by, ii. 293

A genial hearth, a hospitable board, iv. 70

Age! twine thy brows with fresh spring flowers, iii. 31
Ah, think how one compelled for life to abide, iv. 303
Ah, when the Body, round which in love we clung, iv. 15
Ah! where is Palafox? Nor tongue nor pen, iii. 95
Ah why deceive ourselves! by no mere fit, iv. 293
Aid, glorious Martyrs, from your fields of light, iv. 51
Alas! what boots the long laborious quest, iii. 88
A little onward lend thy guiding hand, iv. 242
All praise the Likeness by thy skill portrayed, ii. 359
A love-lorn Maid, at some far-distant time, iii. 256
'Ambition-following down this far-famed slope, iii. 164
Amid a fertile region green with wood, iv. 114
Amid the smoke of cities did you pass, i. 348

Amid this dance of objects sadness steals, iii. 137

Among a grave fraternity of Monks, iv. 283

Among the dwellers in the silent fields, iv. 357

Among the dwellings framed by birds, ii. 52

Among the mountains were we nursed, loved Stream, iv. 147
A month, sweet Little-ones, is past, i. 173

An age hath been when Earth was proud, iv. 245
A narrow girdle of rough stones and crags, i. 352
And is it among rude untutored Dales, iii. 89
And is this-Yarrow?- This the Stream, iii. 55
And, not in vain embodied to the sight, iv. 31
And sha' the Pontiff asks. profaneness flow, iv. 23
And what is Penance with her knotted thong, iv. 40
And what melodious sounds at times prevail, iv. 32

An Orpheus! an Orpheus! yes, Faith may grow bold, ii. 112
Another year!-another deadly blow, iii. 77

A pen-to register; a key, iv. 252

A Pilgrim, when the summer day, ii. 48

A plague on your languages, German and Norse, iv. 206.
A pleasant music floats along the Mere, iv. 21

A Post-He hath put his heart to school, ii. 355
A point of life between my Parents' dust, iv. 147
Army of Clouds ! ye winged Host in troops, ii. 226
A rock there is whose homely front, ii. 211

A Roman Master stands on Grecian ground, iii. 81
Around a wild and woody hill, iii. 141

Arran! a single-crested Teneriffe, iv. 167

Art thou a statist in the van, iv. 208

Art thou the bird whom Man loves best, ii. 32
As faith thus sanctified the warrior's crest, iv. 33
-A simple child, i. 183

As indignation mastered grief, my tongue, iii. 220
As leaves are to the tree whereon they grow, iv. 295
A slumber did my spirit seal, ii. 109

As often as I murmur here, ii. 51

As star that shines dependent upon star, iv. 70

As the cold aspect of a sunless way, ii. 327

A Stream, to mingle with your favourite Dee, ii. 341

A sudden conflict rises from the swell, iv. 66

As, when a storm hath ceased, the birds regain, iv. 6

As with the Stream our voyage we pursue, iv. 26

At early dawn, or rather when the air, ii. 333

A Traveller on the skirt of Sarum's Plain, i. 48

A trouble, not of clouds, or weeping rain, iv. 97

At the corner of Wood Street, when daylight appears, ii. 111 Avaunt all specious pliancy of mind, iii. 99

A voice, from long-expecting thousands sent, iv. 64

A volant Tribe of Bards on earth are found, ii. 307

Avon-a precious, an immortal name, iv. 115

A weight of awe not easy to be borne, iv. 183

A whirl-blast from behind the hill, ii. 5

A winged Goddess-clothed in vesture wrought, iii. 134
A youth too certain of his power to wade, iv. 161

Bard of the Fleece, whose skilful genius made, ii. 295
Beaumont! it was thy wish that I should rear, ii. 286
Before I see another day, i. 263

Before the world had past her time of youth, iv. 301
Begone, thou fond presumptuous Elf, ii. 6

Beguiled into forgetfulness of care, iv 279

Behold an emblem of our human mind, v. 16

Behold a pupil of the monkish gown, iv. 19

Behold her, single in the field, iii. 19
Behold, within the leafy shade, i. 167

Beloved Vale! I said, when I shall con, ii. 285

Beneath the concave of an April sky, ii. 216
Beneath these fruit-tree boughs that shed, ii. 20
Beneath you eastern ridge, the craggy bound, v. 4
Be this the chosen site, the virgin sod, iv. 84
Between two sister moorland rills, ii. 42
Bishops and Priests, blessed are ye, if deep, iv. 69
Black Demons hovering o'er his mitred head, iv. 26
Blest is this Isle-our native Land, iv. 336

Blest Statesman He, whose Mind's unselfish will, iv. 290
Bold words affirmed, in days when faith was strong, iv. 158
Brave Schill! by death delivered, take thy flight, iii. 93
Bright Flower! whose home is everywhere, iv. 210

Broken in fortune, but in mind entire, iv. 163
Brook and road, ii. 104

Brook! whose society the Poet seeks, ii. 330
Bruges I saw attired with golden light, iii. 131
But here no cannon thunders to the galo, iii. 263
But liberty, and triumphs on the Main, iv. 84
But, to outweigh all harm, the sacred Book, iv. 46
But, to remote Northumbria's royal Hall, iv. 11
But what if One, through grove or flowery mead, iv. 17
But whence came they who for the Saviour Lord, iv. 35
By a blest Husband guided, Mary came, v. 68

By antique Fancy trimmed-though lowly, bred, iii. 148

By Art's bold privilege Warrior and War-horse stand, ii. 357
By chain yet stronger must the Soul be tied, iv. 75

By Moscow self-devoted to a blaze, iii. 105

By playful smiles, (alas, too oft, v. 71

By such examples moved to unbought pains, iv. 17
By their floating mill, ii. 46

By vain affections unenthralled, v. 70

Call not the royal Swede unfortunate, iii. 93
Calm as an under-current, strong to draw, iv. 64
Calm is all nature as a resting wheel, i. 2

Calm is the fragrant air, and loth to lose, iv. 122
Calvert! it must not be unheard by them, ii. 308
Change me, some God, into that breathing rose, iii. 246
Chatsworth! thy stately mansion, and the pride, ii. 350
Child of loud-throated War! the mountain Stream, iii. 20
Child of the clouds! remote from every taint, iii. 242
Clarkson it was an obstinate hill to climb, iii. 82
Closing the sacred Book which long has fed, iv. 80
Clouds, lingering yet, extend in solid bars, iii. 83
Coldly we spake. The Saxons, overpowered, iv. 23
Come ye-who, if (which Heaven avert !) the Land, iii. 75
Companion! by whose buoyant Spirit cheered, iii. 181
Complacent Fictions were they, yet the same, iii. 198

Dark and more dark the shades of evening fell, ii. 316
Darkness surrounds us; seeking, we are lost, iv. 5
Days passed-and Monte Calvo would not clear, iii. 201
Days undefiled by luxury or sloth, iv. 293

Dear be the Church, that, watching o'er the needs, iv. 72
Dear Child of Nature, let them rail, ii. 193

Dear fellow-travellers! think not that the Muse, iii. 130
Dear native regions, I foretel, i. 1

Dear Reliques! from a pit of vilest mould, iii. 112
Dear to the Loves, and to the Graces vowed, iv. 151

Deep is the lamentation! Not alone, iv. 45

Degenerate Douglas! oh, the unworthy Lord, iii. 27

Departed Child! I could forget thee once, i. 276

Departing summer hath assumed, iv. 250

Deplorable his lot who tills the ground, iv. 30
Desire we past i.lusions to recal, iv. 159

Desponding Father! mark this altered bough, ii. 327
Despond who will - I heard a voice exclaim, iv. 165
Destined to war from very infancy, v. 65

Did pangs of grief for lenient time too keen, iv. 162
Discourse was deemed Man's noblest attribute, iv. 221

Dishonoured Rock and Ruin! that, by law, iv. 104
Dogmatic Teachers, of the snow-white fur, ii. 331
Doomed as we are our native dust, iii 142

Doubling and doubling with laborious walk, iv. 107
Down a swift Stream, thus far, a bold design, iv. 66

Dread hour! when, upheaved by war's sulphurous blast, iii. 150
Driven in by Autumn's sharpening air, i. 358

Earth has not anything to show more fair, ii. 333

Eden! till now thy beauty had I viewed, iv. 179

Emperors and Kings, how oft have temples rung, iii. 115

England! the time is come when thou should'st wean, iii. 73
Enlightened Teacher, gladly from thy hand, ii 364

Enough! for see, with dim association, iv. 34

Enough of climbing toil !-Ambition treads, iv. 247
Enough of gerlands, of the Arcadian crook, iv. 106
Enough of rose-bud lips, and eyes, iv. 360

Ere the Brothers through the gateway, iv. 341
Ere with cold beads of midnight dew, i. 251

Ere yet our course was graced with social trees, iii. 245
Eternal Lord! eased of a cumbrous load, iii. 216
Ethereal minstrel! pilgrim of the sky, ii 170
Even as a dragon's eye that feels the stress, ii. 325
Even so for me a Vision sanctified, ii. 304

Even such the contrast that, where'er we move, iv. 56
Even while I speak, the sacred roofs of France, iv. 82
Excuse is needless when with love sincere, ii. 298

Failing impartial measure to dispense, ii. 363
Fair Ellen Irwin, when she sate, iii. 11

Fair Lady! can I sing of flowers, ii. 38

Fair Land! Thee all men greet with joy; how few, iii. 219
Fair Prime of life! were it enough to gild, ii. 312

Fair Star of evening, Splendour of the west, iii. 59
Fallen, and diffused into a shapeless heap, iii. 259
Fame tells of groves-from England far away, ii. 338
Fancy, who leads the pastimes of the glad, ii. 1
Farewell, thou little nook of mountain ground, i. 243
Far from my dearest friend, 'tis mine to rove, i. 4
Far from our home by Grasmere's quiet Lake, iv. 309
Father! to God himself we cannot give, iv. 72
Fear hath a hundred eyes, that all agree, iv. 55
Feel for the wrongs to universal ken, iv. 296

Festivals have I seen that were not names, iii. 62

Fit retribution, by the moral code, iv. 301

Five years have past; five summers, with the length, ii. 160
Flattered with promise of escape, iv. 260

Fly, some kind Harbinger, to Grasmere-dale, iii. 34

Fond words have oft been spoken to thee, Sleep, ii. 293

For action born, existing to be tried, iii. 204

Forbear to deem the Chronicler unwise, iii. 199
For ever hallowed be this morning fair, iv. 11
For gentlest uses, oft-times Nature takes, iii. 144
Forgive, illustrious Country! these deep sighs, iii. 203
Forth from a jutting ridge, around whose base, i. 359
For what contend the wise?-for nothing less, iv. 47
Four fiery steeds impatient of the rein, ii. 330
From Bolton's old monastic tower, iii. 269

From early youth I ploughed the restless Main, iv. 163
From false assumption rose, and, fondly hailed, iv. 28
From Little down to Least, in due degree, iv. 73
From low to high doth dissolution climb, iv. 81
From Rite and Ordinance abused they fled, iv. 68
From Stirling Castle we had seen, iii. 28

From the Baptismal hour, thro' weal and woe, iv. 79
From the dark chambers of dejection freed, ii. 311

From the fierce aspect of this River, throwing, iii. 140

From the Pier's head, musing, and with increase, iii. 175

From this deep chasm, where quivering sunbeams play, iii. 251
Frowns are on every Muse's face, ii. 36

Furl we the sails, and pass with tardy oars, iv. 32

Genius of Raphael! if thy wings, ii. 231
Giordano, verily thy Pencil's skill, iv. 142
Glad sight! wherever new with old, ii. 39
Glide gently, thus for ever glide,-i. 18

Glory to God! and to the Power who came, iv. 89
Go back to antique ages, if thine eyes, iii. 84

Go, faithful Portrait ! and where long hath knelt, ií. 353

Grant, that by this unsparing hurricane, iv. 46

Great men have been among us; hands that penned, iii. 69

Greta, what fearful listening! when huge stones, iv. 146

Grief, thou hast lost an ever-ready friend, ii. 297
Grieve for the Man who hither came bereft, iii. 209

Had this effulgence disappeared, iv. 132

Hail, orient Conqueror of gloomy Night, iii. 121
Hail to the fields-with Dwellings sprinkled o'er, iii. 250
Hail, Twilight, sovereign of one peaceful hour, ii. 324
Hail, Virgin Queen! o'er many an envious bar, iv. 52
Hail, Zaragoza ! If with unwet eye, iii. 91
Happy the feeling from the bosom thrown, ii. 283
Hard task! exclaim the undisciplined, to lean, iv. 294
Hark! 'tis the Thrush, undaunted, undeprest, ii. 360
Harmonious Powers with Nature work, iv. 332

Harp! couldst thou venture, on thy boldest string, iv. 58
Hast thou seen, with flash incessant, v. 13

-Hast thou then survived, ii. 63

Haydon let worthier judges praise the skill, ii. 354
Here Man more purely lives, less oft doth fall, iv. 29
Here, on our native soil, we breathe once more, iii. 65

Here on their knees men swore the stones were black, iv. 176
Here pause: the poet claims at least this praise, iii. 102
Here stood an Oak, that long had borne affixed, iv. 117

Here, where, of havoc tired and rash undoing, ii. 369

Her eyes are wild, her head is bare, i. 341

Her only pilot the soft breeze, the boat, ii. 288

'High bliss is only for a higher state," i. 337

High deeds, O Germans, are to come from you, iii. 83

High in the breathless hall the Minstrel sate, ii. 154

High is our calling, Friend!-Creative Art, ii. 310

High on a broad unfertile tract of forest-skirted Down, i. 205
High on her speculative tower, iii. 157

His simple truths did Andrew glean, ii. 9

Holy and heavenly Spirits as they are, iv. 54

Homeward we turn. Isle of Columba's Cell, iv. 177