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A cloud lay cradled near the setting sun
A good man was there of religioun
A grief without a pang, void, dark, and drear
A Lake and a Fairy Boat ...
A man so various, that he seem'd to be
A sensitive plant in a garden grew
A star has left the kindling sky...
A thing of beauty is a joy tor ever
A thousand miles from land are we
Above, below, in sky and sod
Adieu, adieu! my native shore ...
Again I tread the walk ...
Ah! my heart is weary waiting ...
Alas! they had been friends in youth ...
All day the low-hung clouds have dropt
All these and more came flocking; but with loo
All worldly shapes shall melt in gloom ...
And forth they pass, with pleasure forward led
And like a dying lady, lean and pale ...
And there before her where she stands
As withereth the primrose by the river
As men from men
As the ample Moon ...
As the fair flower which shuns the golden day
At midnight the moon arose
At midnight, in his guarded tent.
Awake, Æolian lyre, awake

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Be wise to-day; 'tis madness to defer ...
Before thy leaves thou comest once more
Behold her, single in the field ...
Behold an emblem of our human mind
Behold! the rocks are cloven
Behind Lord Howard and the Dame
Believe not that your inner eye ...
Beneath these fruit-tree boughs that
Beneath this starry arch ... ..
Better to have the poet's heart than brain
Between two worlds, Life hovers like a star ...
Blessed be thy name for ever ...
Blue Eyebright! loveliest flower of all that grow
Breathes there the man, with soul so dead ...
But where to find that happiest spot below
But who the melodies of Morn can tell?
But peaceful was the night
But yesterday a naked sod
By the shore, a plot of ground


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Cheer'd by this hope she bends her thither
Clear had the day been from the dawn
Come, Evening, once again, season of peace
Come forth, and let us through our hearts receive
Come follow, follow me ... .
Come, shall we go and kill us venison ?
Come to me, O ye children!





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Daffodils, that come before the swallow dares
Day had awaken'd all things that be
Dear, beauteous death-the jewel of the ju:
Dost intend to banish the firm troops
Doth thy heart stir within thee at the sight
Drop, drop into the grave, Old Leaf ...
Earth has not any thing to show more fair ...
Earth, Ocean, Air, beloved brotherhood! ...
England, with all thy faults, I love thee still
Eternal Ilope! when yonder spheres sublime
Eternal spirit of the chainless Mind!..
Etherea) minstrel! pilgrim of the sky!
Ever against eating cares ..
Faint and sweet
Fair Daffodils, we weep to see
Fair pledges of a fruitful tree
Father of light and life! thou good supreme
Feed him with jonquils and anemoncs
First came the loss of light, and air
Five years have past; five summers wit
Flower! the laurel still may shed
Flowers: when the Saviour's calm benignant eye...
Flowers by heedless footsteps press
From Greenland's icy mountains
Full fathoms five thy father lies ...
God does not need either man's work
God of the earth's extended plains !
God prosper long our noble king
Golden Age of Harmony ...
Gracefully, gleefully, trippingly go
Haggard and chill, as a lost ghost, the Morn...
Hail to thee, blithe spirit! ... ... ...
Happy is England! I could be content ...
Harkl_hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings
Hast thou a charm to stay the morning-star ...
Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee
He walk'd along the pathway of a field...
He is the Happy Man, whose life e'en now
He who hath bent him o'er the dead ...
Hear, sweet spirit, hear the spell ...
Heart of Christ, О cup most golden !
Heaven notes the sigh afflicted goodness heaves
Her supple breast thrills out .... ...
Here I come creeping, creeping everywhere ...
Here are old trees, tall oaks and gnarled pines
High thoughts!... ... ... ... ... ...
Higher, higher will we climb
Home of our hearts, our father's home!
Hopes are inspirations; first they grow
How beautiful the Queen of Night on high
How beautiful this night! the balmiest sigh ...
How calm, how awful calm they shinie...
How happy is he born and taught
How many blessed groups this hour are
How merrily from distant towers
How richly glows the water's breast
How seldom, friend, a good great man inherits
How sweet at summerg noon, to sit and muse
How shall I know thee in the sphere which keeps
How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank

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I am monarch of all I survey ... ...
I am old and blind! ...
I'm sitting on the stile, Mary
I come, I come! ye have called me long
I come not here to talk, ye know too well
I dream'd that as I wander'u by the way
I have seen a curious child ...


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I heard a thousand blended notes
I heard the dogs bark in the moonlight night.
I know a lane thick set with golden broom ...
I love thee, Twilight! as thy shadows roti
I remember, two miles on this side of the fort
I say to thee, do thou repent ...
I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he
I stood tiptoe upon a little hill ...
I stood within the Coliseum's wall
I think, I feel but when will she
I travel'd amony unknown men
I wandered lonely as a cloud ...
I will teach you how to blow .
If I had thought thou could'st have died
If thou would st view fair Melrose aright
If thou be one whose heart the holy forms
In a dim and distant far land .
In 'customed glory bright, that morn the sun
In silent horror o'er the boundless waste
In the hour of my distress ...
In the downhill of life, when I ftud I'm declining
In the swelling flood of life...
In the silence of my chamber
In this din world of clouding cares
In vain our labours are, whatsoe'er th
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
In youth I died, in maiden htoom
Into that forest tar they thence him led...
Is't death to fall for Freedom's richt? ...
Is it come? they said on the banks of Nile
Is it not sweet to think hereafter...
Is this a time to be cloudy and sad
It chanced upon the merry merry Christmas
It is the hush of night, and all between
It is the midnight hour the beauteous sea
It is a sultry day; the sun las drunk
It is an ancient Mariner ...
It is the hour when from the boughs...
It is not growing like a free
It is the mind that makes the body rich
It stands in a sunny meadow
It was a valley ford with sweetest sounds
It was the Duke of Norinandy ...

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John Wimble was a fisherman ...
Joy is a weak and giddy thing, that laughs ...

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Keep working-'tis wiser ...




Lastly came Winter, clothed all in friezo
Learn from yon orient shell to love thy foe ...
Like leaves on trees the race of man is found
Lo! here the gentle lark, weary of res!...
Lodged in sunny cleft .
Lone Rower! hemm'd in with snows as white as they
Look, the world's comforter, with weary gait
Look yonder, with delighted heart and eye
Loud into pomp sonorous swell the chords! ...

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"Make way for liberty!" he cried
Man is dear to man; ile poorest poor ...
Marian, thou seest, though courtly pleasures want...
Mary! I want a lyre with other strings
Men of England! who inherit
Men think it is an awful sight ...

Merciful God!
Midnight was come, and every vital thing ...
Milton! thou should'st be living at this hour...
'Mong the green lanes of Kent-green sunny lanes...
Morn on the waters! and, purple and bright ...
Most glorious orb! that wert a worship, ere ...
Most sweet it is with unuplifted eyes ... ...

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Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled
Nobly, nobly Cape Saint Vincent to the north-west died away
No tree in all the grove but has its charms ...
No wrath of man, or rage of seas
Noon descends around me now
Nor happiness, nor majesty, nor fame...
Not in the solitude ... ... ... ...
Now Nature hangs her mantle green ...
Now that the winter's gone, the earth hath lost.
Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger
Now glory to the Lord of Hosts, from whom all glories are !

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O blest of heaven, whom not the languid songs
O blithe new-comer! I have heard
O dear Britain! O my motlier isle
O ever welcome are the grand old woods
O Evening grey! how oft have I admired
O Father, Lord!
o for the coming of that glorious time ...
O! I would walk ... ...
O Ignorant poor man! what dost thou bear
O Life, O Death, ( World, O Time
O list the mystic lore sublime ...
O Lord divine! that stoop'd to share
o love of loves! to thy white hand is given
O lull me, lull me, charming air ...
O Moon! old bouglis lisp forth a holier
O sweet Fancy! let her loose
o that we now had here ... ...
O that we now had here .
O thou bright thing, fresh from the hand of G
O vale and lake, within your mountain urn
O weary heart, oppress'd with care ...
O what a glory doth this world put on ... ...
Owbat an hour was that when from the main
O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms ...
o wild West Wind, tnou breath of Autumn's being
O ye dales of Tyne ...
October skies are misty, cool, and grey
Of all the arts bene:ith the heaven
Of Nelson and the North ...
Oft in still night-dreams a departed face
Oft in the stilly night
Oh, brother man! fold to thy heart thy brother
Oh! it is pleasant with a heart at ease...
Oh! lone is the spirit on life's troubled ocean
Oh, never rudely will I blaine this faith
on, seize the instant time; you never will
On that those lips had language! life has pass'd
Oh, Thou! who dry'st the mourner's tear ...
Oh, to be in England ... ... ... ... ... ...
Oh, wherefore come ye forth, in triumph from the north
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I ponder'd, weak and weary
Once did she hold the gorgeous East in fee ...
Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more
One adequate support
On past the village, with its humble spire
Orpheus, with his lute, made trees
O'er a low couch the setting sun had thrown its latest ray

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Pansies, lilies, kingcups, daisies ...
Poet of Paradise, whose glory illumed ..

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Revolution sweeps o'er earth ... ...
Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean-rol

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