348
Nisus, the guardian of the portal stood (_Hours of Idleness_), i.
Nisus, the guardian of the portal stood (_Hours of Idleness_), i.
Byron
564
By the rivers of Babylon we sat down and wept (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii.
402
Candour compels me, Becher! to commend (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 114
Chill and mirk is the nightly blast (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 7
Come, blue-eyed Maid of Heaven! --but Thou alas! (_Childe Harold_, Canto
II. ), ii. 99
Could I remount the river of my years (_Poems of July-September, 1816_),
iv. 51
Could Love for ever (_Poems 1816-1823_), iv. 549
Cruel Cerinthus! does the fell disease (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 74
Dear are the days of youth! (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 177
Dear Becher, you tell me to mix with mankind (_Hours of Idleness_), i.
112
Dear Doctor, I have read your play (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 47
Dear Long, in this sequester'd scene (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 184
Dear Murray,--You ask for a "_Volume of Nonsense_" (_Jeux d'Esprit,
etc. _), vii. 70
Dear object of defeated care! (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 19
Dear simple girl, those flattering arts (_Hours of Idlaiess_), i. 15
Do you know Dr. Nott? (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 78
Dorset! whose early steps with mine have stray'd (_Hours of Idleness_),
i. 194
Doubtless, sweet girl! the hissing lead (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 70
Eliza! What fools are the Mussulman sect! (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 47
Equal to Jove that youth must be (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 72
Ere the daughter of Brunswick is cold in her grave (_Poems 1816-1823_),
iv. 555
Eternal Spirit of the chainless Mind (_Sonnet on Chillon_), iv. 7
Fame, Wisdom, Love, and Power were mine (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii. 394
Famed for the contemptuous breach of sacred ties (_Jeux d'Esprit,
etc. _), vii. 35
Famed for their civil and domestic quarrels (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _),
vii. 36
Fare thee Well! and if for ever (_Poems of the Separation_), _ii. 274_;
iii. 499, 537
Farewell! if ever fondest prayer (_Poems 1814-1816_), iii. 409
Farewell to the Land, where the gloom of my Glory (_Poems 1814-1816_),
iii. 427
Father of Light, great God of Heaven (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 224
Few years have pass'd since thou and I (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 271
Fill the goblet again! for I never before (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 283
For Orford and for Waldegrave (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 76
Friend of my youth! when young we rov'd (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 200
From out the mass of never-dying ill (_Prophecy of Dante_, Canto III. ),
iv. 261
From the last hill that looks on thy once holy dome (_Hebrew Melodies_),
iii. 401
From this emblem what variance your motto evinces! (_Jeux d'Esprit,
etc. _), vii. 36
God maddens him whom 't is his will to lose (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _),
vii. 45
Good plays are scarce (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 12
Great Jove! to whose Almighty Throne (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 14
Harriet, to see such Circumspection (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 263
He, unto whom thou art so partial (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 74
He who, sublime, in epic numbers roll'd (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 73
Here once engaged the stranger's view (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 259
Here's a happy New Year! but with reason (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), _ii.
322_; vii. 64
High in the midst, surrounded by his peers (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 28
Hills of Annesley, Bleak and Barren (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 210
His father's sense, his mother's grace (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 54
How came you in Hob's pound to cool? (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 66
How pleasant were the songs of Toobonai! (_Island_, Canto II. ), v. 598
How sweetly shines, through azure skies (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 131
Hush'd are the winds, and still the evening gloom (_Hours of Idleness_),
i. 5
Huzza! Hodgson, we are going (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 4
I cannot talk of Love to thee (_Poems 1814-1816_), iii. 411
I enter thy garden of roses (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 22
I had a dream, which was not all a dream (_Poems of July-September,
1816_), iv. 42
I heard thy fate without a tear (_Poems 1814-1816_), iii. 425
I now mean to be serious;--it is time (_Don Juan_, Canto XIII. ), vi. 481
I read the "Christabel" (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 45
I saw thee weep--the big bright tear (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii. 390
I speak not, I trace not, I breathe not thy name (_Poems 1814-1816_),
iii. 319, 413
I stood beside the grave of him who blazed (_Poems of July-September,
1816_), iv. 45
I stood in Venice on the "Bridge of Sighs" (_Childe Harold_, Canto IV. ),
ii. 327
I want a hero: an uncommon want (_Don Juan_, Canto I. ), vi. 11
I watched thee when the foe was at our side (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _),
vii. 84
I wish to tune my quivering lyre (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 147
I would I were a careless child (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 205
I would to Heaven that I were so much clay (_Fragment on back of MS. of
Don Juan_, Canto I. ), vi. 2
If Fate should seal my Death to-morrow (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 247
If for silver, or for gold (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 62
If from great Nature's or our own abyss (_Don Juan_, Canto XIV. ), vi.
516
If, in the month of dark December (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 13
If sometimes in the haunts of men (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 46
If that high world, which lies beyond (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii. 383
Ill-fated heart! and can it be (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 48
In Coron's bay floats many a galley light (_Corsair_, Canto II. ), iii.
249
In digging up your bones, Tom Paine (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 65
In hearts like thine ne'er may I hold a place (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _),
vii. 40
In law an infant, and in years a boy (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 128
In moments to delight devoted (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 71
In Nottingham county there lives at Swan Green (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _),
vii. 1
In one dread night our city saw and sighed (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 51
In one who felt as once he felt (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 253
In the beginning was the Word next God (_Morgante Maggiore_, Canto I. ),
iv. 285
In the dome of my Sires as the clear moonbeam falls (_Poems 1809-1813_),
iii. 27
In the valley of waters we wept on the day (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii. 404
In the year since Jesus died for men (_Siege of Corinth_), iii. 449
In thee, I fondly hop'd to clasp (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 7
In this beloved marble view (_Poems 1816-1823_), iv. 536
Is thy face like thy mother's, my fair child? (_Childe Harold_, Canto
III. ), ii. 215
It is the hour when from the boughs (_Parisina_), iii. 505
It seems that the Braziers propose soon to pass (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _),
vii. 72
Kind Reader! take your choice to cry or laugh (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _),
vii. 11
Know ye the land where the cypress and myrtle (_Bride of Abydos_, Canto
I. ), iii. 157
Lady! if the cold and cloudy clime (_Prophecy of Dante_, Dedication),
iv. 241
Lady! in whose heroic port (_Poems 1816-1823_), iv. 552
Lesbia! since far from you I've rang'd (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 41
Let Folly smile to view the names (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 4
Long years! --It tries the thrilling frame to bear (_Lament of Tasso_),
iv. 143
Lucietta, my deary (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 81
Maid of Athens, ere we part (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 15; _iv. 214_
Many are Poets who have never penned (_Prophecy of Dante_, Canto IV. ),
iv. 269
Marion! why that pensive brow? (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 129
Mingle with the genial bowl (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 228
Montgomery! true the common lot (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 107
Mrs. Wilmot sate scribbling a play (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 61
Muse of the many-twinkling feet! whose charms (_The Waltz_), i. 483
Must thou go, my glorious Chief? (_Poems 1814-1816_), iii. 428
My boat is on the Shore (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 46
My dear Mr. Murray (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 51
My hair is grey, but not with years (_Prisoner of Chillon_), iv. 13
My Sister! my sweet Sister! if a name (_Poems of July-September, 1816_),
iv. 57
My soul is dark--Oh! quickly string (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii. 389
Nay, smile not at my sullen brow (_Childe Harold_, Canto I. : _To Inez_),
ii. 75
Newstead! fast-falling, once-resplendent dome! (_Hours of Idleness_), i.
116
Night wanes--the vapours round the mountains curled (_Lara_, Canto II. ),
iii.
348
Nisus, the guardian of the portal stood (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 151
No breath of air to break the wave (_Giaour_), iii. 85
No specious splendour of this stone (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 66
Nose and Chin that make a knocker (_Poems 1816-1823_), iv. 538
Not in those climes where I have late been staying (_Childe Harold_,
Canto I. : _To Ianthe_), ii. 11
Nothing so difficult as a beginning (_Don Juan_, Canto IV. ), vi. 183
O Love! O Glory! what are ye who fly? (_Don Juan_, Canto VII. ), vi. 302
O Thou! who rollest in yon azure field (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 2
O thou yclep'd by vulgar sons of Men (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 7
O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea (_Corsair_, Canto I. ), iii.
227
Of all the barbarous middle ages, that (_Don Juan_, Canto XII. ), vi. 455
Of rhymes I printed seven volumes (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 55
Of two fair Virgins, modest, though admired (_Poems 1816-1823_), iv. 535
Oh, Anne, your offences to me have been grievous (_Hours of Idleness_),
i. 246
"Oh banish care"--such ever be (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 28
Oh, blood and thunder! and oh! blood and wounds! (_Don Juan_, Canto
VIII. ), vi. 330
Oh! could Le Sage's demon gift (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 56
Oh! did those eyes, instead of fire (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 68
Oh, factious viper! whose envenom'd tooth (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 34
Oh, Friend! for ever lov'd, for ever dear (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 18
Oh! had my Fate been join'd with thine (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 189
Oh how I wish that an embargo (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 10
Oh Lady! when I left the shore (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 5
Oh! little lock of golden hue (_Hours of Idleness_), i. _211_, 233
Oh, Mariamne! now for thee (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii. 400
Oh! might I kiss those eyes of fire (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 75
Oh! my lonely--lonely--lonely--Pillow! (_Poems, 1816-1823_), iv. 563
Oh never talk again to me (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 1
Oh say not, sweet Anne, that the Fates have decreed (_Hours of
Idleness_), i. 251
Oh! snatched away in beauty's bloom (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii. 388
Oh, talk not to me of a name great in story (_Poems 1816-1823_), vi. 562
Oh, thou! in Hellas deemed of heavenly birth (_Childe Harold_, Canto
I. ), ii. 15
Oh! thou that roll'st above thy glorious Fire (_Hours of Idleness_), i.
229
Oh Venice! Venice! when thy marble walls (_Ode on Venice_), iv. 193
Oh! weep for those that wept by Babel's stream (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii.
385
Oh well done Lord E---- n! and better done R---- r! (_Jeux d' Esprit,
etc. _), vii. 13
Oh! well I know your subtle sex (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 242
Oh! Wellington! (or "Villainton")--for Fame (_Don Juan_, Canto IX. ), vi.
373
Oh! when shall the grave hide for ever my sorrow? (_Hours of Idleness_),
i. 21
Oh ye! who teach the ingenuous youth of nations (_Don Juan_, Canto II. ),
vi. 87
Oh! yes, I will own we were dear to each other (_Hours of Idleness_), i.
126
Oh you, who in all names can tickle the town (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _),
vii. 16
On Jordan's banks the Arab's camels stray (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii. 386
Once fairly set out on his party of pleasure (_Jeux d' Esprit, etc. _),
vii. 41
Once more in Man's frail world! which I had left (_Prophecy of Dante_,
Canto I. ), iv. 247
One struggle more, and I am free (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. _31, 32_, 36
Our life is two fold: Sleep hath its own world (_The Dream_), iv. 33
Parent of golden dreams, Romance! (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 174
Posterity will ne'er survey (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 65
Rail on, Rail on, ye heartless crew (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 213
Remember him, whom Passion's power (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 67
Remember thee! Remember thee! (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 59
Remind me not, remind me not (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 268
River, that rollest by the ancient walls (_Poems 1816-1833_), iv. 545
Rousseau--Voltaire--our Gibbon--and De Stael (_Poems of July-September,
1816_), iv. 53
Saint Peter sat by the celestial gate (_Vision of Judgment_), iv. 487
She walks in Beauty, like the night (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii. 381
Since now the hour is come at last (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 12
Since our Country, our God--Oh, my Sire (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii. 387
Since the refinement of this polish'd age (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 45
Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run (_Corsair_, Canto III. ),
iii. 270
Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run (_The Curse of Minerva_), i.
457
So we'll go no more a-roving (_Poems 1816-1823_), iv. _411_, 538
Sons of the Greeks, arise (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 20
Spot of my youth! whose hoary branches sigh (_Hours of Idleness_), i.
208
Star of the brave! --whose beam hath shed (_Poems 1814-1816_), iii. 436
Start not--nor deem my spirit fled (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 276
Still must I hear? --shall hoarse Fitzgerald bawl? (_English Bards, and
Scotch Reviewers_), i. 297
Strahan, Tonson, Lintot of the times (_Jeux d' Esprit, etc. _), vii. 56
Stranger! behold interred together (_Jeux d' Esprit, etc. _), vii. 11
Sun of the sleepless! melancholy star! (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii. 399
Sweet girl, though only once we met (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 38
Tambourgi! Tambourgi! thy 'larum afar (_Childe Harold_, Canto II. ), ii.
146
The antique Persians taught three useful things (_Don Juan_, Canto
XVI. ), vi. 572
The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold (_Hebrew Melodies_),
iii. 404.
The chain I gave was fair to view (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 49
The dead have been awakened--shall I sleep? (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _),
vii. 83
The Devil returned to Hell by two (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 21
The fight was o'er; the flashing through the gloom (_Island_, Canto
III. ), v. 618
The Gods of old are silent on their shore (_Poems 1816-1823_), iv. 566
The "good old times"--all times when old are good (_Age of Bronze_), v.
541
The Harp the Monarch Minstrel swept (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii. 382
The Isles of Greece, The Isles of Greece (_Don Juan_, Canto III. ), vi.
169
The King was on his throne (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii. 397
The kiss, dear maid! thy lip has left (_Poems, 1809-1813_), iii. 23
The Land where I was born sits by the seas (_Francesca of Rimini_), iv.
317
The man of firm and noble soul (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 81
The modest bard, like many a bard unknown (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 15
The Moorish King rides up and down (_Poems 1816-1823_), iv. 529
The Moralists tell us that Loving is Sinning (_Hours of Idleness_), i.
262
The morning watch was come; the vessel lay (_Island_, Canto I. ), v. 587
The Night came on the Waters--all was rest (_Poems 1814-1816_), iii. 419
The "Origin of Love"! --Ah, why (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 65
The roses of Love glad the garden of life (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 109
The sacred song that on mine ear (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), _iii. 32_;
vii. 15
The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain (_Lara_, Canto I. ), iii.
323
The Son of Love and Lord of War I sing (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 82
The Spell is broke, the charm is flown (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 12
The Spirit of the fervent days of Old (_Prophecy of Dante_, Canto II. ),
iv. 255
The wild gazelle on Judah's Hills (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii. 384
The winds are high on Helle's wave (_Bride of Abydos_, Canto II. ), iii.
178
The world is a bundle of hay (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 65
The world is full of orphans: firstly those (_Don Juan_, Canto XVII. ),
vi. 608
There be none of Beauty's daughters (_Poems 1814-1816_), iii. 435
There is a mystic thread of life (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 234
There is a tear for all that die (_Poems 1814-1816_), iii. 417
There is a tide in the affairs of men (_Don Juan_, Canto VI. ), vi. 268
There is no more for me to hope (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 15
There was a time, I need not name (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 264
There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away (_Poems
1814-1816_), iii. 423
There's something in a stupid ass (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 63
These locks, which fondly thus entwine (_Hours of Idleness_), i.
By the rivers of Babylon we sat down and wept (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii.
402
Candour compels me, Becher! to commend (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 114
Chill and mirk is the nightly blast (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 7
Come, blue-eyed Maid of Heaven! --but Thou alas! (_Childe Harold_, Canto
II. ), ii. 99
Could I remount the river of my years (_Poems of July-September, 1816_),
iv. 51
Could Love for ever (_Poems 1816-1823_), iv. 549
Cruel Cerinthus! does the fell disease (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 74
Dear are the days of youth! (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 177
Dear Becher, you tell me to mix with mankind (_Hours of Idleness_), i.
112
Dear Doctor, I have read your play (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 47
Dear Long, in this sequester'd scene (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 184
Dear Murray,--You ask for a "_Volume of Nonsense_" (_Jeux d'Esprit,
etc. _), vii. 70
Dear object of defeated care! (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 19
Dear simple girl, those flattering arts (_Hours of Idlaiess_), i. 15
Do you know Dr. Nott? (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 78
Dorset! whose early steps with mine have stray'd (_Hours of Idleness_),
i. 194
Doubtless, sweet girl! the hissing lead (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 70
Eliza! What fools are the Mussulman sect! (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 47
Equal to Jove that youth must be (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 72
Ere the daughter of Brunswick is cold in her grave (_Poems 1816-1823_),
iv. 555
Eternal Spirit of the chainless Mind (_Sonnet on Chillon_), iv. 7
Fame, Wisdom, Love, and Power were mine (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii. 394
Famed for the contemptuous breach of sacred ties (_Jeux d'Esprit,
etc. _), vii. 35
Famed for their civil and domestic quarrels (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _),
vii. 36
Fare thee Well! and if for ever (_Poems of the Separation_), _ii. 274_;
iii. 499, 537
Farewell! if ever fondest prayer (_Poems 1814-1816_), iii. 409
Farewell to the Land, where the gloom of my Glory (_Poems 1814-1816_),
iii. 427
Father of Light, great God of Heaven (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 224
Few years have pass'd since thou and I (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 271
Fill the goblet again! for I never before (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 283
For Orford and for Waldegrave (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 76
Friend of my youth! when young we rov'd (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 200
From out the mass of never-dying ill (_Prophecy of Dante_, Canto III. ),
iv. 261
From the last hill that looks on thy once holy dome (_Hebrew Melodies_),
iii. 401
From this emblem what variance your motto evinces! (_Jeux d'Esprit,
etc. _), vii. 36
God maddens him whom 't is his will to lose (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _),
vii. 45
Good plays are scarce (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 12
Great Jove! to whose Almighty Throne (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 14
Harriet, to see such Circumspection (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 263
He, unto whom thou art so partial (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 74
He who, sublime, in epic numbers roll'd (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 73
Here once engaged the stranger's view (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 259
Here's a happy New Year! but with reason (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), _ii.
322_; vii. 64
High in the midst, surrounded by his peers (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 28
Hills of Annesley, Bleak and Barren (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 210
His father's sense, his mother's grace (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 54
How came you in Hob's pound to cool? (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 66
How pleasant were the songs of Toobonai! (_Island_, Canto II. ), v. 598
How sweetly shines, through azure skies (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 131
Hush'd are the winds, and still the evening gloom (_Hours of Idleness_),
i. 5
Huzza! Hodgson, we are going (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 4
I cannot talk of Love to thee (_Poems 1814-1816_), iii. 411
I enter thy garden of roses (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 22
I had a dream, which was not all a dream (_Poems of July-September,
1816_), iv. 42
I heard thy fate without a tear (_Poems 1814-1816_), iii. 425
I now mean to be serious;--it is time (_Don Juan_, Canto XIII. ), vi. 481
I read the "Christabel" (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 45
I saw thee weep--the big bright tear (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii. 390
I speak not, I trace not, I breathe not thy name (_Poems 1814-1816_),
iii. 319, 413
I stood beside the grave of him who blazed (_Poems of July-September,
1816_), iv. 45
I stood in Venice on the "Bridge of Sighs" (_Childe Harold_, Canto IV. ),
ii. 327
I want a hero: an uncommon want (_Don Juan_, Canto I. ), vi. 11
I watched thee when the foe was at our side (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _),
vii. 84
I wish to tune my quivering lyre (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 147
I would I were a careless child (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 205
I would to Heaven that I were so much clay (_Fragment on back of MS. of
Don Juan_, Canto I. ), vi. 2
If Fate should seal my Death to-morrow (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 247
If for silver, or for gold (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 62
If from great Nature's or our own abyss (_Don Juan_, Canto XIV. ), vi.
516
If, in the month of dark December (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 13
If sometimes in the haunts of men (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 46
If that high world, which lies beyond (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii. 383
Ill-fated heart! and can it be (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 48
In Coron's bay floats many a galley light (_Corsair_, Canto II. ), iii.
249
In digging up your bones, Tom Paine (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 65
In hearts like thine ne'er may I hold a place (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _),
vii. 40
In law an infant, and in years a boy (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 128
In moments to delight devoted (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 71
In Nottingham county there lives at Swan Green (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _),
vii. 1
In one dread night our city saw and sighed (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 51
In one who felt as once he felt (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 253
In the beginning was the Word next God (_Morgante Maggiore_, Canto I. ),
iv. 285
In the dome of my Sires as the clear moonbeam falls (_Poems 1809-1813_),
iii. 27
In the valley of waters we wept on the day (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii. 404
In the year since Jesus died for men (_Siege of Corinth_), iii. 449
In thee, I fondly hop'd to clasp (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 7
In this beloved marble view (_Poems 1816-1823_), iv. 536
Is thy face like thy mother's, my fair child? (_Childe Harold_, Canto
III. ), ii. 215
It is the hour when from the boughs (_Parisina_), iii. 505
It seems that the Braziers propose soon to pass (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _),
vii. 72
Kind Reader! take your choice to cry or laugh (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _),
vii. 11
Know ye the land where the cypress and myrtle (_Bride of Abydos_, Canto
I. ), iii. 157
Lady! if the cold and cloudy clime (_Prophecy of Dante_, Dedication),
iv. 241
Lady! in whose heroic port (_Poems 1816-1823_), iv. 552
Lesbia! since far from you I've rang'd (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 41
Let Folly smile to view the names (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 4
Long years! --It tries the thrilling frame to bear (_Lament of Tasso_),
iv. 143
Lucietta, my deary (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 81
Maid of Athens, ere we part (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 15; _iv. 214_
Many are Poets who have never penned (_Prophecy of Dante_, Canto IV. ),
iv. 269
Marion! why that pensive brow? (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 129
Mingle with the genial bowl (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 228
Montgomery! true the common lot (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 107
Mrs. Wilmot sate scribbling a play (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 61
Muse of the many-twinkling feet! whose charms (_The Waltz_), i. 483
Must thou go, my glorious Chief? (_Poems 1814-1816_), iii. 428
My boat is on the Shore (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 46
My dear Mr. Murray (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 51
My hair is grey, but not with years (_Prisoner of Chillon_), iv. 13
My Sister! my sweet Sister! if a name (_Poems of July-September, 1816_),
iv. 57
My soul is dark--Oh! quickly string (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii. 389
Nay, smile not at my sullen brow (_Childe Harold_, Canto I. : _To Inez_),
ii. 75
Newstead! fast-falling, once-resplendent dome! (_Hours of Idleness_), i.
116
Night wanes--the vapours round the mountains curled (_Lara_, Canto II. ),
iii.
348
Nisus, the guardian of the portal stood (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 151
No breath of air to break the wave (_Giaour_), iii. 85
No specious splendour of this stone (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 66
Nose and Chin that make a knocker (_Poems 1816-1823_), iv. 538
Not in those climes where I have late been staying (_Childe Harold_,
Canto I. : _To Ianthe_), ii. 11
Nothing so difficult as a beginning (_Don Juan_, Canto IV. ), vi. 183
O Love! O Glory! what are ye who fly? (_Don Juan_, Canto VII. ), vi. 302
O Thou! who rollest in yon azure field (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 2
O thou yclep'd by vulgar sons of Men (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 7
O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea (_Corsair_, Canto I. ), iii.
227
Of all the barbarous middle ages, that (_Don Juan_, Canto XII. ), vi. 455
Of rhymes I printed seven volumes (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 55
Of two fair Virgins, modest, though admired (_Poems 1816-1823_), iv. 535
Oh, Anne, your offences to me have been grievous (_Hours of Idleness_),
i. 246
"Oh banish care"--such ever be (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 28
Oh, blood and thunder! and oh! blood and wounds! (_Don Juan_, Canto
VIII. ), vi. 330
Oh! could Le Sage's demon gift (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 56
Oh! did those eyes, instead of fire (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 68
Oh, factious viper! whose envenom'd tooth (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 34
Oh, Friend! for ever lov'd, for ever dear (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 18
Oh! had my Fate been join'd with thine (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 189
Oh how I wish that an embargo (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 10
Oh Lady! when I left the shore (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 5
Oh! little lock of golden hue (_Hours of Idleness_), i. _211_, 233
Oh, Mariamne! now for thee (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii. 400
Oh! might I kiss those eyes of fire (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 75
Oh! my lonely--lonely--lonely--Pillow! (_Poems, 1816-1823_), iv. 563
Oh never talk again to me (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 1
Oh say not, sweet Anne, that the Fates have decreed (_Hours of
Idleness_), i. 251
Oh! snatched away in beauty's bloom (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii. 388
Oh, talk not to me of a name great in story (_Poems 1816-1823_), vi. 562
Oh, thou! in Hellas deemed of heavenly birth (_Childe Harold_, Canto
I. ), ii. 15
Oh! thou that roll'st above thy glorious Fire (_Hours of Idleness_), i.
229
Oh Venice! Venice! when thy marble walls (_Ode on Venice_), iv. 193
Oh! weep for those that wept by Babel's stream (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii.
385
Oh well done Lord E---- n! and better done R---- r! (_Jeux d' Esprit,
etc. _), vii. 13
Oh! well I know your subtle sex (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 242
Oh! Wellington! (or "Villainton")--for Fame (_Don Juan_, Canto IX. ), vi.
373
Oh! when shall the grave hide for ever my sorrow? (_Hours of Idleness_),
i. 21
Oh ye! who teach the ingenuous youth of nations (_Don Juan_, Canto II. ),
vi. 87
Oh! yes, I will own we were dear to each other (_Hours of Idleness_), i.
126
Oh you, who in all names can tickle the town (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _),
vii. 16
On Jordan's banks the Arab's camels stray (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii. 386
Once fairly set out on his party of pleasure (_Jeux d' Esprit, etc. _),
vii. 41
Once more in Man's frail world! which I had left (_Prophecy of Dante_,
Canto I. ), iv. 247
One struggle more, and I am free (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. _31, 32_, 36
Our life is two fold: Sleep hath its own world (_The Dream_), iv. 33
Parent of golden dreams, Romance! (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 174
Posterity will ne'er survey (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 65
Rail on, Rail on, ye heartless crew (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 213
Remember him, whom Passion's power (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 67
Remember thee! Remember thee! (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 59
Remind me not, remind me not (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 268
River, that rollest by the ancient walls (_Poems 1816-1833_), iv. 545
Rousseau--Voltaire--our Gibbon--and De Stael (_Poems of July-September,
1816_), iv. 53
Saint Peter sat by the celestial gate (_Vision of Judgment_), iv. 487
She walks in Beauty, like the night (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii. 381
Since now the hour is come at last (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 12
Since our Country, our God--Oh, my Sire (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii. 387
Since the refinement of this polish'd age (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 45
Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run (_Corsair_, Canto III. ),
iii. 270
Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run (_The Curse of Minerva_), i.
457
So we'll go no more a-roving (_Poems 1816-1823_), iv. _411_, 538
Sons of the Greeks, arise (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 20
Spot of my youth! whose hoary branches sigh (_Hours of Idleness_), i.
208
Star of the brave! --whose beam hath shed (_Poems 1814-1816_), iii. 436
Start not--nor deem my spirit fled (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 276
Still must I hear? --shall hoarse Fitzgerald bawl? (_English Bards, and
Scotch Reviewers_), i. 297
Strahan, Tonson, Lintot of the times (_Jeux d' Esprit, etc. _), vii. 56
Stranger! behold interred together (_Jeux d' Esprit, etc. _), vii. 11
Sun of the sleepless! melancholy star! (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii. 399
Sweet girl, though only once we met (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 38
Tambourgi! Tambourgi! thy 'larum afar (_Childe Harold_, Canto II. ), ii.
146
The antique Persians taught three useful things (_Don Juan_, Canto
XVI. ), vi. 572
The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold (_Hebrew Melodies_),
iii. 404.
The chain I gave was fair to view (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 49
The dead have been awakened--shall I sleep? (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _),
vii. 83
The Devil returned to Hell by two (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 21
The fight was o'er; the flashing through the gloom (_Island_, Canto
III. ), v. 618
The Gods of old are silent on their shore (_Poems 1816-1823_), iv. 566
The "good old times"--all times when old are good (_Age of Bronze_), v.
541
The Harp the Monarch Minstrel swept (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii. 382
The Isles of Greece, The Isles of Greece (_Don Juan_, Canto III. ), vi.
169
The King was on his throne (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii. 397
The kiss, dear maid! thy lip has left (_Poems, 1809-1813_), iii. 23
The Land where I was born sits by the seas (_Francesca of Rimini_), iv.
317
The man of firm and noble soul (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 81
The modest bard, like many a bard unknown (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 15
The Moorish King rides up and down (_Poems 1816-1823_), iv. 529
The Moralists tell us that Loving is Sinning (_Hours of Idleness_), i.
262
The morning watch was come; the vessel lay (_Island_, Canto I. ), v. 587
The Night came on the Waters--all was rest (_Poems 1814-1816_), iii. 419
The "Origin of Love"! --Ah, why (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 65
The roses of Love glad the garden of life (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 109
The sacred song that on mine ear (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), _iii. 32_;
vii. 15
The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain (_Lara_, Canto I. ), iii.
323
The Son of Love and Lord of War I sing (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 82
The Spell is broke, the charm is flown (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 12
The Spirit of the fervent days of Old (_Prophecy of Dante_, Canto II. ),
iv. 255
The wild gazelle on Judah's Hills (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii. 384
The winds are high on Helle's wave (_Bride of Abydos_, Canto II. ), iii.
178
The world is a bundle of hay (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 65
The world is full of orphans: firstly those (_Don Juan_, Canto XVII. ),
vi. 608
There be none of Beauty's daughters (_Poems 1814-1816_), iii. 435
There is a mystic thread of life (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 234
There is a tear for all that die (_Poems 1814-1816_), iii. 417
There is a tide in the affairs of men (_Don Juan_, Canto VI. ), vi. 268
There is no more for me to hope (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 15
There was a time, I need not name (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 264
There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away (_Poems
1814-1816_), iii. 423
There's something in a stupid ass (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 63
These locks, which fondly thus entwine (_Hours of Idleness_), i.
