The Poems of William Wordsworth - Humanities-Ebooks
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Complete Index 829<br />
Acquittal <strong>of</strong> the Bishops<br />
III.403<br />
Address from the Spirit <strong>of</strong> Cockermouth Castle<br />
III.491<br />
Address to Kilchurn Castle upon Loch Awe<br />
III.604<br />
Address to my Infant Daughter, On being reminded, that she was a month<br />
old, on that day I.744<br />
Address to the Ocean I.70<br />
Address to the Sons <strong>of</strong> Burns after visiting their Father’s Grave.<br />
(August 14th, 1803.) I.664<br />
Addressed to ———, on the longest day<br />
III.117<br />
Adieu ye lays that fancy’s flow’rs adorn I.35<br />
Adieu, Rydalian Laurels! that have grown<br />
III.488<br />
Admonition (“Yes, there is holy pleasure in thine eye!”) I.693<br />
Advance—come forth from thy Tyrolean ground<br />
III.22<br />
Adventures on Salisbury Plain I.123<br />
Aeneid, Book I<br />
II.667<br />
Aeneid, Book II<br />
II.696<br />
Aeneid, Book III<br />
II.727<br />
Aeneid, Book IV, Lines 688–692<br />
II.750<br />
Aeneid, Book VIII, Lines 337–366<br />
II.750<br />
Aerial Rock—whose solitary brow<br />
III.82<br />
Affections lose their objects; Time brings forth<br />
III.771<br />
Affliction <strong>of</strong> Margaret —— <strong>of</strong> ——, <strong>The</strong> I.606<br />
Afflictions <strong>of</strong> England<br />
III.400<br />
After Landing—the Valley <strong>of</strong> Dover. Nov. 1820.<br />
III.457<br />
After Leaving Italy<br />
III.550<br />
After reading a luscious scene <strong>of</strong> the above—<strong>The</strong> Wonder explained III.571<br />
After Visiting the Field <strong>of</strong> Waterloo<br />
III.429<br />
After-thought<br />
III.466<br />
AGE! twine thy brows with fresh spring flowers! I.659<br />
Ah! have you seen a bird <strong>of</strong> sweetest tone I.20<br />
Ah me! the lowliest children <strong>of</strong> the spring I.50<br />
Ah, think how one compelled for life to abide<br />
III.559<br />
Ah, when the Frame, round which in love we clung III. 377<br />
Ah! where is Palafox? Nor tongue nor pen<br />
III.18<br />
Ah why deceive ourselves! by no mere fit III.549, 565<br />
Aid, glorious Martyrs, from your fields <strong>of</strong> light<br />
III.396<br />
Airey-force Valley<br />
III.715<br />
Aix-la-Chapelle<br />
III.430<br />
Alas! what boots the long, laborious quest<br />
III.21<br />
Alcæus to Sappho I.479<br />
Alfred<br />
III.380<br />
Alice Fell I.622<br />
All breathed in silence, and intensely gaz’d<br />
II.696