Royal Bench329
Dark, deep, and cold the current flows596
Dark to me is the earth. Dark to me are the heavens823
Daughter to that good Earl, once President326
Dear Lord, receive my son, whose winning love231
Dear love, for nothing less than thee209
Dear Lucy, you know what my wish is724
Death, be not proud, though some have callàd thee211
Deep on the convent-roof the snows711
‘Do you remember me? or are you proud?574
Does the road wind uphill all the way?793
Dorinda’s sparkling wit, and eyes420
Down by the salley gardens my love and I did meet904
Down the blue night the unending columns press961
Drink to me only with thine eyes195
Drop, drop, slow tears229
Earth has not anything to show more fair534
E’en like two little bank-dividing brooks284
Elected Silence, sing to me836
Enough; and leave the rest to Fame!371
Even such is Time, that takes in trust87
Ever let the Fancy roam638
Everyone suddenly burst out singing959
Fain would I change that note77
Fair Amoret is gone astray443
Fair and fair, and twice so fair111
Fair daffodils, we weep to see260
Fair is my Love and cruel as she’s fair123 (I)
Fair pledges of a fruitful tree261
Fair stood the wind for France129
False though she be to me and love442
Fame is a food that dead men eat829
Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing163
Fear no more the heat o’ the sun150
Felix Randal the farrier, O he is dead then? my duty all ended837
Fine knacks for ladies! cheap, choice, brave, and new66
First came the primrose775
Flowers nodding gaily, scent in air922
Fly envious Time, till thou run out thy race316
Fly hence, shadows, that do keep243
Follow a shadow, it still flies you197
Follow thy fair sun, unhappy shadow!180
Follow your saint, follow with accents sweet!181
Foolish prater, what dost thou360
For Exmoor797
For her gait, if she be walking251
For knighthood is not in the feats of warre40
For trewthe telleth that love is triacle of hevene12
Forbear, bold youth; all’s heaven here409
Forget not yet the tried intent42
Fra bank to bank, fra wood to wood I rin124
Fresh Spring, the herald of loves mighty king88
From harmony, from heavenly harmony412
From low to high doth dissolution climb553
From the forests and highlands612
From you have I been absent in the spring167
From you, Ianthe, little troubles pass573
Full fathom five thy father lies141
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may256
Get up, get up for shame! The blooming morn255
Gipsy queen of the night, wraith of the fire-lit dark937
Give a man a horse he can ride803
Give all to love677
Give me my scallop-shell of quiet86
Give pardon, blessàd soul, to my bold cries120
Give place, you ladies, and begone!61
Glad, but not flush’d with gladness815
Glory be to God for dappled things835
Go and catch a falling star206
Go fetch to me a pint o’ wine510
Go, for they call you, Shepherd, from the hill759
Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand690
Go, little book, and wish to all861
Go, lovely Rose313
God Lyaeus, ever young221
God of our fathers, known of old900
God who created me875
Good-morrow to the day so fair276
Great men have been among us; hands that penn’d539
Had I the heavens’ embroider’d cloths905
Had we but world enough, and time367
Hail, beauteous stranger of the grove!490
Hail holy light, ofspring of Heav’n first-born331
Hail, sister springs346
Hail to thee, blithe spirit!615
Hallow the threshold, crown the posts anew!341
Hame, hame, hame, O hame fain wad I be597
Happy those early days, when I372
Hard is the stone, but harder still942
Hark! ah, the Nightingale761
Hark! hark! the lark at heaven’s gate sings149
Hark! Now everything is still226
Hark! the flow of the four rivers685
Hark! the mavis’ evening sang520
Hast thou a cunning instrument of play799
Haylle, comly and clene! Haylle, yong child!27
He first deceased; she for a little tried190
He that is by Mooni now831
He that is down needs fear no fall378
He that loves a rosy cheek300
He who has once been happy is for aye824
Heap cassia, sandal-buds and stripes725
Hear the voice of the Bard502
Hear, ye ladies that despise220
Helen, thy beauty is to me701
Hence, all you vain delights223
Hence, heart, with her that must depart51
Hence loathàd Melancholy318
Hence vain deluding joyes319
Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee270
Here a little child I stand279
Here a pretty baby lies281
Here by the grey north sea880
Here doth Dionysia lie755
Here in the country’s heart895
Here, in this little Bay772
Here in this sequester’d close827
Here lies a most beautiful lady933
Here she lies, a pretty bud280
Here they went with smock and crook965
Hey nonny no!67
Hey! now the day dawis56
Hierusalem, my happy home70
High and solemn mountains guard Rioupàroux954
High-spirited friend201
Highway, since you my chief Parnassus be102
His golden locks Time hath to silver turn’d113
Hither thou com’st: the busy wind all night377
How changed is here each spot man makes or fills!760
How happy is he born and taught189
How like a Winter hath my absence been166
How near me came the hand of Death247
How sleep the brave, who sink to rest470
How splendid in the morning glows955
How vainly men themselves amaze369
Hush! my dear, lie still

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