Ah me! the blooming pride of May A kind of knack at rhyme. All men think all men mortal but themselves All one desert, desolate and grey All that sweetness, all that youth All worldly joyes go lesse Along the brooks the crimson-spotted fry A name Which bids defiance to all sense of shame. 331 And art thou grieved, sweet and sacred Dove 85 87 214 174 And what Timotheus was is Dryden now 213 And yet as if some deep hate and dissent And you, brave Cobham! to the latest breath A pleasing land of drowsy head it was A prison with a milder name A pure seed-pearl of infant dew. A ringlet of her hair . A rosebud born in snow Around the steel no tortur'd worm shall twine A salmon's belly, Helluo, was thy fate A silver stream shall roll his waters near Ask with painful shyness, and refused . As with soft accents round her neck he clings 368 199 PAGE At every turn she made a little stand . 217 At heart's desire 223 At the close of the day, when the hamlet is still 319 Beauty clear and fair 69 Before that sinne turn'd flesh to stone 86 Behold the child, by Nature's kindly law Bind the sea to slumber stilly Bless'd be the great! for those they take away 238 347 77 145 374 242 136 But oh! what storm was in that mind! what strife Call, and I'll come; say Thou the when and where 96 Catching the sense at two removes Caught and caged, and starved to death Cease, eager Muse; peace, pen; for my sake stay 353 188 247 83 308 27 176 184 Cherry-ripe, ripe, ripe, I cry Christ's gallant humbleness 139 77 Clever Tom Clinch, while the rabble was bawling. Comming to kisse her lyps-such grace I found PAGE 229 141 44 36 Dare The toilette's sacred mysteries declare. 247 76 Dear Night! this world's defeat 106 Death, be not proud, though some have called thee 77 Delightful Wyoming! beneath thy skies 372 Denied the charity of dust, to spread . 255 Difficult is the penance, yet I'll strive. Doubt wisely; in strange way 327 128 40 23 80 Down on the deck he laid himself, and died. 203 197 Drink to me, only with thine eyes Each seem'd to act that part he came to see E'en in the spring and playtime of the year Endless pillows rose to prop the head . Entertains a lovely guest Eurus waves his murky wings Even undemanded by a sign or sound Every truant knew |