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--Nay, Traveller! rest. This lonely yew-tree stands 1798 1800

Nay, Traveller! rest. This lonely Yew-tree stands 1815

No more: the end is sudden and abrupt, 1835

No mortal object did these eyes behold 1807 1815

No sad vacuities his heart annoy;-- 1815

Nor can Imagination quit the shores 1822

Nor scorn the aid which Fancy oft doth lend 1822

Nor shall the eternal roll of praise reject 1822

Nor wants the cause the panic-striking aid 1822

Not in the lucid intervals of life 1835

Not in the mines beyond the western main, 1835

Not 'mid the World's vain objects that enslave 1815

Not pangs of grief for lenient time too keen, 1835

Not sedentary all: there are who roam 1822

Not to the clouds, not to the cliff, he flew; 1835

Not utterly unworthy to endure 1822

Not without heavy grief of heart did He, 1815

Now that all hearts are glad, all faces bright, 1815

Now we are tired of boisterous joy, 1807 1815

Nuns fret not at their Convent's narrow room; 1807 1815

O blithe New-comer! I have heard, 1807 1815

O Friend! I know not which way I must look 1807 1815

O gentle Sleep! do they belong to thee, 1807 1815

O mountain Stream! the Shepherd and his Cot 1807 1815

O Nightingale! thou surely art 1807 1815

O now that the genius of Bewick were mine 1800

O now that the genius of Bewick were mine, 1815

O Thou who movest onward with a mind 1815

O Thou! whose fancies from afar are brought; 1807 1815

O, for a kindling touch from that pure flame 1816

Oak of Guernica! Tree of holier power 1815

O'er the wide earth, on mountain and on plain, 1815

O'erweening Statesmen have full long relied 1815

Of mortal Parents is the Hero born 1815

Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray, 1800 1815

Oft is the Medal faithful to its trust 1815

Oh! pleasant exercise of hope and joy! 1815

Oh! what's the matter? what's the matter? 1798 1800 1815

On his morning rounds the Master 1807 1815

On to Iona!--What can she afford 1835

Once did She hold the gorgeous East in fee; 1807 1815

Once in a lonely Hamlet I sojourn'd 1807

Once in a lonely Hamlet I sojourned 1815

Once more the Church is seized with sudden fear, 1822

Once on the top of Tynwald's formal mound 1835

One might believe that natural miseries 1807 1815

One morning (raw it was and wet, 1807 1815

One who was suffering tumult in his soul 1819

Open your Gates ye everlasting Piles! 1822

Our walk was far among the antient trees: 1800

Our walk was far among the antient trees; 1815

Outstretching flame-ward his upbraiding hand 1822

Pansies, Lilies, Kingcups, Daisies, 1807 1815

Part fenced by man, part by a rugged steep 1835

Pastor and Patriot! at whose bidding rise 1835

Pause, courteous Spirit!--Balbi supplicates 1815

Pelion and Ossa flourish side by side, 1815

People! your chains are severing link by link; 1835

Perhaps some needful service of the State 1815

----Pleasure is spread through the earth 1807

Pleasures newly found are sweet 1807 1815

Praised be the Art whose subtle power could stay 1815

Praised be the Rivers, from their mountain-springs 1835

Presentiments! they judge not right 1835

Prompt transformation works the novel lore; 1822

Pure element of waters! wheresoe'er 1819

Pursued by Hate, debarred from friendly care; 1822

Ranging the heights of Scawfell or Black-comb, 1835

Realms quake by turns: proud Arbitress of grace, 1822

Record we too, with just and faithful pen, 1822

Redoubted King, of courage leonine, 1822

Rest, rest perturbed Earth! 1816

Rise!--they have risen: of brave Aneurin ask 1822

Rude is this Edifice, and Thou hast seen 1800 1815

Say, what is Honour?--'Tis the finest sense 1815

Say, ye far-travelled clouds, far-seeing hills, 1835

Scattering, like Birds escaped the Fowler's net, 1822

Screams round the Arch-druid's brow the Seamew*--white 1822

See what gay wild flowers deck this earth-built Cot, 1835

Seven Daughters had Lord Archibald, 1807 1815

She dwelt among th' untrodden ways 1800

She dwelt among the untrodden ways 1815

She had a tall Man's height, or more; 1807 1815

She was a Phantom of delight 1807 1815

She, in a mother's care, her beauty's pride 1815

Shout, for a mighty Victory is won! 1807 1815

Since risen from ocean, ocean to defy, 1835

Six thousand veterans practis'd in War's game, 1807

Six thousand veterans practised in War's game, 1815

Small service is true service while it lasts: 1835

Soft as a cloud is yon blue Ridge--the Mere 1835

Spade! with which Wilkinson hath till'd his Lands, 1807

Spade! with which Wilkinson hath tilled his Lands, 1815

Stay near me--do not take thy flight! 1807 1815

Stay, bold Adventurer; rest awhile thy limbs 1815

Stern Daughter of the Voice of God! 1807 1815

Strange fits of passion have I known, 1800

Strange fits of passion I have known, 1815

Stranger, this hillock of mishapen stones 1800 1815

Such contrast, in whatever track we move, 1822

Surprized by joy--impatient as the Wind 1815

Sweet Flower! belike one day to have 1815

Sweet Highland Girl, a very shower 1807 1815

Sweet is the holiness of Youth--so felt 1822

Sylph was it? or a Bird more bright 1835

Tax not the royal Saint with vain expense, 1822

Thanks for the lessons of this Spot--fit school 1835

That heresies should strike (if truth be scanned 1822

That is work of waste and ruin-- 1815

That is work which I am rueing-- 1807

That way look, my Infant, lo! 1807 1815

The * Virgin Mountain, wearing like a Queen 1822

The Bard, whose soul is meek as dawning day, 1816

The captive Bird was gone;--to cliff or moor 1835

The cattle crowding round this beverage clear 1835

The cock is crowing, 1807 1815

The days are cold, the nights are long, 1815

The dew was falling fast, the stars began to blink; 1800 1815

The embowering Rose, the Acacia, and the Pine 1815

The encircling ground, in native turf array'd, 1822

The fairest, brightest hues of ether fade; 1815

The feudal Keep, the bastions of Cohorn, 1835

The floods are roused, and will not soon be weary; 1835

The forest huge of ancient Caledon 1835

The gallant Youth, who may have gained, 1835

The glory of evening was spread through the west; 1798

The imperial Consort of the Fairy-king 1819

The Knight had ridden down from Wensley Moor 1800 1815

The Land we from our Fathers had in trust, 1815

The leaves that rustled on this oak-crowned hill, 1835

The Linnet's warble, sinking towards a close, 1835

The little hedgerow birds 1815

The little hedgerow birds, 1798 1800

The lovely Nun (submissive but more meek 1822

The Lovers took within this ancient grove 1835

The martial courage of a day is vain-- 1815

The massy Ways, carried across these Heights 1835

The May is come again:--how sweet 1807

The oppression of the tumult--wrath and scorn-- 1822

The Pibroch's note, discountenanced or mute; 1835

The Post-boy drove with fierce career, 1807 1815

The power of Armies is a visible thing, 1815

The prayers I make will then be sweet indeed 1807 1815

The Shepherd, looking eastward, softly said, 1815

The sky is overcast 1815

The soaring Lark is blest as proud 1835

The sun has long been set, 1835

The Sun has long been set: 1807

The sun is couched, the sea-fowl gone to rest, 1835

The Sun, that seemed so mildly to retire, 1835

The tears of man in various measure gush 1822

The Turban'd Race are poured in thickening swarms 1822

The valley rings with mirth and joy, 1800

The valley rings with mirth and joy; 1815

The Voice of Song from distant lands shall call 1807 1815

The wind is now thy organist;--a clank 1835

The woman-hearted Confessor prepares 1822

The world is too much with us; late and soon, 1807 1815

There are no colours in the fairest sky 1822

There is a bondage which is worse to bear 1807 1815

There is a change--and I am poor; 1807 1815

There is a Flower, the Lesser Celandine, 1807 1815

There is a thorn; it looks so old, 1798 1800 1815

There is a thorn; it looks so old, 1798 1800 1815

There is a Yew-tree, pride of Lorton Vale, 1815

There is an Eminence,--of these our hills 1800 1815

There never breathed a man who when his life 1815

There was a Boy, ye knew him well, ye Cliffs 1800

There was a Boy; ye knew him well, ye Cliffs 1815

There was a roaring in the wind all night; 1807 1815

There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, 1807 1815

There! said a Stripling, pointing with meet pride 1835

There's George Fisher, Charles Fleming, and Reginald 1800 1815

There's more in words than I can teach: 1835

There's not a nook within this solemn Pass, 1835

There's something in a flying horse 1819

These times touch money'd Worldlings with dismay: 1807 1815

These Tourists, Heaven preserve us! needs must 1800 1815

These who gave earliest notice, as the Lark 1822

These words were uttered as in pensive mood, 1815

They called Thee merry England, in old time; 1835

They dreamt not of a perishable home 1822

They seek, are sought; to daily battle led, 1815

This Height a ministering Angel might select: 1815

This Island, guarded from profane approach 1815

This Land of Rainbows spanning glens whose walls, 1835

This Lawn, a carpet all alive 1835

Those breathing Tokens of your kind regard, 1835

Those words were utter'd as in pensive mood, 1807

Thou look'st upon me, and dost fondly think, 1835

Though joy attend thee orient at the birth 1835

Though many suns have risen and set 1835

Though narrow be that Old Man's cares, and near, 1807 1815

Though the torrents from their fountains 1800 1815

Threats come which no submission may assuage; 1822

Three years she grew in sun and shower, 1800 1815

Throned in the Sun's descending car 1835

Thus all things lead to Charity--secured 1822

Thus is the storm abated by the craft 1822

Thy functions are etherial, 1835

'Tis eight o'clock,--a clear March night, 1798 1800 1815

'Tis not for the unfeeling, the falsely refined, 1815

'Tis said, that some have died for love: 1800 1815

'TIS spent--this burning day of June! 1819

To public notice, with reluctance strong, 1815

Toussaint, the most unhappy Man of Men! 1807 1815

Tradition, be thou mute! Oblivion, throw 1835

Tranquillity! the sovereign aim wert thou 1835

Two Voices are there; one is of the Sea, 1807 1815

Ungrateful Country, if thou e'er forget 1822

Unless to Peter's Chair the viewless wind 1822

Up to the throne of God is borne 1835

Up with me! up with me into the clouds! 1807 1815

Up! up! my friend, and clear your looks; 1798 1800 1815

Up, Timothy, up with your Staff and away! 1800 1815

Urged by Ambition, who with subtlest skill 1822

Vanguard of Liberty, ye Men of Kent, 1807 1815

Wait, prithee, wait! this answer Lesbia threw 1835

Was the aim frustrated by force or guile, 1819

Watch, and be firm! for, soul-subduing vice, 1822

We can endure that He should waste our lands, 1815

We had a fellow-Passenger who came 1807 1815

We have not passed into a doleful City, 1835

We saw, but surely, in the motley crowd, 1835

We talk'd with open heart, and tongue 1800

We talked with open heart, and tongue 1815

We walk'd along, while bright and red 1800

We walked along, while bright and red 1815

Weak is the will of Man, his judgment blind; 1815 1815

Well sang the Bard who called the Grave, in strains 1835

Were there, below, a spot of holy ground, 1793

What awful perspective! while from our sight 1822

What Beast in wilderness or cultured field 1822

What crowd is this? what have we here! we must not pass it by; 1807 1815

What is good for a bootless bene? 1815 1815

What need of clamorous bells, or ribands gay, 1815 1815

What way does the Wind come? What way does he go? 1815

What you are stepping westward?--Yea. 1807 1815

When human touch, as monkish books attest, 1835

When I have borne in memory what has tamed 1807 1815

When Ruth was left half desolate, 1800 1815

When the Brothers reach'd the gateway, 1807

When the Brothers reached the gateway, 1815

When the soft hand of sleep had closed the latch 1816

When, far and wide, swift as the beams of morn 1815

When, looking on the present face of things, 1807 1815

When, to the attractions of the busy World 1815

Where art thou, my beloved Son, 1807 1815

Where lies the Land to which yon Ship must go? 1807 1815

Where will they stop, those breathing Powers, 1835

While flowing rivers yield a blameless sport, 1819

While from the purpling east departs 1835

While Merlin paced the Cornish sands, 1835

While not a leaf seems faded,--while the fields, 1816

While poring Antiquarians search the ground 1835

While the Poor gather round, till the end of time 1835

Who comes with rapture greeted, and caress'd 1822

Who fancied what a pretty sight 1807 1815

Who is the happy Warrior? Who is he 1807 1815

Who rises on the banks of Seine, 1816

Why art thou silent! Is thy love a plant 1835

Why should the Enthusiast, journeying through this Isle, 1835

Why sleeps the future, as a snake enrolled, 1822

Why stand we gazing on the sparkling Brine 1835

Why, William, on that old gray stone, 1815

Why, William, on that old grey stone, 1798 1800

Wisdom and Spirit of the Universe! 1815

With copious eulogy in prose or rhyme 1835

With each recurrence of this glorious morn 1819

With earnest look, to every voyager 1835

With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st the sky, 1807 1815

With little here to do or see 1807 1815

With sacrifice before the rising morn 1815

With Ships the sea was sprinkled far and nigh, 1807 1815

With smiles each happy face was overspread, 1822

Within our happy Castle there dwelt One 1815

Woe to the Crown that doth the Cowl obey!12 1822

Woe to you, Prelates! rioting in ease 1822

Would that our scrupulous Sires had dared to leave 1822

Ye Lime-trees, ranged before this hallowed Urn, 1815

Ye now are panting up life's hill! 1815

Ye now are panting up life's hill, 1807

Ye shadowy Beings, that have rights and claims 1835

Ye Storms, resound the praises of your King! 1816

Ye, too, must fly before a chasing hand, 1822

Yes! full surely 'twas the Echo 1807

Yes! hope may with my strong desire keep pace, 1807 1815

Yes, if the intensities of hope and fear 1822

Yes, there is holy pleasure in thine eye! 1807 1815

Yet are they here?--the same unbroken knot 1807 1815

Yet more,--round many a Convent's blazing fire 1822

Yet some, Noviciates of the cloistral shade, 1822

Yet Truth is keenly sought for, and the wind 1822

Yet, yet Biscayans! we must meet our Foes 1815

You have heard a Spanish Lady 1835


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