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After dark vapours have oppress'd our
Bright star! would I were stedfast as
Day is gone and all its sweets are gon
Dedication (of Poems 1817) to Leigh Hu
Four seasons fill the measure of the y
How many bards gild the lapses of time
I cry your mercy- pity- love!- aye lov
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill
If by dull rhymes our English must be
Keen fitful gusts are whisp'ring here
La Belle Dame sans Merci: A Ballad
Lines Rhymed in a Letter from Oxford
O Solitude! if I must with thee dwell
O thou whose face hath felt the Winter
Ode (Bards of Passion and of Mirth)
On a Leander Gem Which a Young Lady Ga
On First Looking into Chapman's Homer
On Sitting Down to Read King Lear Once
On the Grasshopper and Cricket
Over the hill and over the dale
Spenser! a jealous honourer of thine
Stanzas (In drear-nighted December)
This living hand now warm and capable
To one who has been long in city pent
To- (Time's sea hath been five years a
To- (What can I do to drive away)
When I have fears that I may cease to
Why did I laugh to-night? No voice wil