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INDEX OF FIRST LINES

A BABY lying on his mother's breast, 360.
A bale-fire kindled in the night, 676.

A ball of fire shoots through the tamarack, 326.
A beam of light, from the infinite depths of the
midnight sky, 718.

A bed of ashes and a half-burned brand, 735.
A bird in my bower, 483.

A bluebird lives in yonder tree, 552.

A brave little bird that fears not God, 654.

A breath can fan love's flame to burning, 449.
About her head or floating feet, 492.
Above them spread a stranger sky, 48.
A boy named Simon sojourned in a dale, 473.
A cheer and salute for the Admiral, and here's
to the Captain bold, 717.

A child said, What is the grass? fetching it to
me with full hands, 222.

A cloud possessed the hollow field, 508.
A cold coiled line of mottled lead, 655.
A crazy bookcase, placed before, 159.
Across the Eastern sky has glowed, 520.
Across the gardens of Life they go, 755.
Across the narrow beach we flit, 369.
Across the sombre prairie sea, 720.

A darkened hut outlined against the sky, 532.
A day and then a week passed by, 142.
A dead Soul lay in the light of day, 740.
Adieu, fair isle! I love thy bowers, 73.

Adieu, kind Life, though thou hast often been,
441.

Admiral, Admiral, sailing home, 717.

A Dresden shepherdess was one day, 768.
A dryad's home was once the tree, 170.

A flame went flitting through the wood, 633.
A fleet with flags arrayed, 125.

After all, 622.

After an interval, reading, here in the midnight,
232.

Age cannot wither her whom not gray hairs,
465.

A giant came to me when I was young, 352.
Agnes, thou child of harmony, now fled, 766.
A great, still Shape, alone, 351.

Ah, be not false, sweet Splendor! 477.

Ah, blessedness of work the aimless mind, 565.
Ah, broken is the golden bowl! the spirit flown
forever! 147.

Ah, Clemence! when I saw thee last, 155.
Ah, Jack it was, and with him little Jill, 473.
Ah, June is here, but where is May? 346.
Ah! little flower, upspringing, azure-eyed, 495.
Ah, me! I know how like a golden flower, 692.
Ah, moment not to be purchased, 275.
A house of sleepers — I, alone unblest, 575.

Ah, what can ever be more stately and admira
ble to me than mast-hemmed Manhattan?
226.

A lady red upon the hill, 321.
Alas! that men must see, 624.
A life on the ocean wave, 177.

A line in long array where they wind betwixt
green islands, 231.

A little blind girl wandering, 243.
A little face there was, 418.
A little Maid of Astrakan, 281.

A little way below her chin, 650.

A little way to walk with you, my own, 624.

A little while (my life is almost set !), 319.
All day and all day, as I sit at my measureless
turning, 657.

All day and many days I rode, 655.

All day long roved Hiawatha, 119.

All day the waves assailed the rock, 97.

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All Green Things on the earth, bless ye the
Lord! 367.

All hail! thou noble land, 18.

All in the leafy darkness, when sleep had passed
me by, 657.

All night long through the starlit air and the
stillness, 749.

"All quiet along the Potomac," they say,
All up and down in shadow-town, 651.

454.

All ye who love the springtime- and who but
loves it well, 461.

Almost afraid they led her in, 377.
Aloft he guards the starry folds, 236.
Alone I walked the ocean strand, 30.

Along Ancona's hills the shimmering heat, 325.
A long, rich breadth of Holland lace, 411.
Along the country roadside, stone on stone,
707.

Along the pastoral ways I go, 612.

Along the shore the slimy brine-pits yawn, 279.
Alter? When the hills do, 321.

A man by the name of Bolus (all 'at we'll
ever know), 563,

A man more kindly, in his careless way, 730.
A mariner sat on the shrouds one night, 127.
A mighty fortress is our God, 192.

A mighty Hand, from an exhaustless Urn, 67.
Amid the chapel's chequered gloom, 621.
A million little diamonds, 588.

A mist was driving down the British Channel,

120.

Among the priceless gems and treasures rare,
523.

Among the thousand, thousand spears that roll,
365.

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An English lad, who, reading in a book, 612.
An heritage of hopes and fears, 710.
A nightingale once lost his voice, 752.
A night mysterious, tender, quiet, deep, 663.
A noisette on my garden path, 690.
Announced by all the trumpets of the sky, 93.
An old man in a lodge within a park, 124.
Anonymous -nor needs a name, 489.
Another guest that winter night, 138.
A nymph there was in Arcadie, 767.
A pale Italian peasant, 551.

A path across a meadow fair and sweet, 277.
A peasant stood before a king and said, 266.
A pilgrim am I, on my way, 298.

A pitcher of mignonette, 597.

A poet's soul has sung its way to God, 329.
A poet writ a song of May, 645.
A public haunt they found her in, 608.

A purple cloud hangs half-way down, 419.
A raven sat upon a tree, 742.

Are there favoring ladies above thee? 666.
Arise, O soul, and gird thee up anew, 630.
A rose's crimson stain, 607.

Around this lovely valley rise, 294.

Art thou some winged Sprite, that, fluttering
round, 497.

Art thou the same, thou sobbing winter wind?
678.

As a bell in a chime, 550.

As a fond mother, when the day is o'er, 124.
As a twig trembles, which a bird, 204.
As by the instrument she took her place, 330.
A scent of guava-blossoms and the smell, 330.
As doth his heart who travels far from home,
298.

As dyed in blood the streaming vines appear, 400.
As flame streams upward, so my longing
thought, 544.

As I came down from Lebanon, 658.

As I came down Mount Tamalpais, 635.

A sight in camp in the daybreak gray and dim,
231.

A silver birch-tree like a sacred maid, 410.
A simple-hearted child was He, 669.

As I sit on a log here in the woods among the
clean-faced beeches, 620.

As I was strolling down a woodland way, 743.
A soldier of the Cromwell stamp, 380.
As one advances up the slow ascent, 724.
As one by one the singers of our land, 684.
As one who follows a departing friend, 259.
As one who held herself a part, 138.

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At Eutaw Springs the valiant died, 3.

A throat of thunder, a tameless heart, 613.
A thousand silent years ago, 220.

At midnight, in his guarded tent, 36.
At midnight, in the month of June, 146.
At Shelley's birth, 489.

At table yonder sits the man we seek, 617.
At the king's gate the subtle noon, 324.
Autumn was cold in Plymouth town, 553.
A viewless thing is the wind, 646.
Awake! Awake! 506.

Awake, ye forms of verse divine! 46.
A weapon that comes down as still, 34.

A week ago to-day, when red-haired Sally, 291.
A whisper on the heath I hear, 763.
A whisper woke the air, 170.

A white rose had a sorrow, 571.
Ay, Dwainie! My Dwainie! 563.

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A year ago how often did I meet, 326.
Ay, not at home, then, didst thou say? 376.
A youth in apparel that glittered, 734.
Ay, tear her tattered ensign down! 153.
Ay, this is freedom!- these pure skies, 59.
Ay! Unto thee belong, 347.

Azaleas whitest of white! 349.

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Behold the portal: open wide it stands, 564.
"Believe in me," the Prophet cried, 467.
Bend low, O dusky Night, 355.

Beneath the burning brazen sky, 655.

Beneath the Memnonian shadows of Memphis,
it rose from the slime, 413.

Beneath the midnight moon of May, 371.
Beneath thy spell, O radiant summer sea, 636.
Beside her ashen hearth she sate her down, 662.
Beside that tent and under guard, 670.
Beside the landsman knelt a dame, 526.
Between the dark and the daylight, 122.
Between the falling leaf and rose-bud's breath,
377.

Between the mountains and the sea, 447.

Between the sunken sun and the new moon, 318.
Be ye in love with April-tide? 660.

Beyond the bourn of mortal death and birth,
671.

Beyond the low marsh-meadows and the beach,
173.

Beyond the sea, I know not where, 579.

Bind us the morning, mother of the stars, 574.
Birds are singing round my window, 280.
Black riders came from the sea, 734.

Black Tragedy lets slip her grim disguise, 384.
Blessings on thee, little man, 130.
Blind as the song of birds, 252.

Blow softly, thrush, upon the hush, 723.
Blue gulf all around us, 247.

Blue hills beneath the haze, 431.

Bold, amiable, ebon outlaw, grave and wise!
531.

Bowed by the weight of centuries he leans, 541.
Boy, I detest these modern innovations, 769.
Break forth, break forth, O Sudbury town, 609.
Break not his sweet repose, 332.

Break thou my heart, ah, break it, 282.
Breathe, trumpets, breathe, 189.

Bring me a cup of good red wine, 181.
Broad bars of sunset-slanted gold, 532.

Broncho Dan halts midway of the stream, 690.
Brook, would thou couldst flow, 425.

Brother of mine, good monk with cowled head,
610.

Brown earth-line meets gray heaven, 718.
Bugles! 703.

Burly, dozing humble-bee, 92.

But do we truly mourn our soldier dead, 736.
By the flow of the inland river, 292.

By the merest chance, in the twilight gloom,
580.

By the rude bridge that arched the flood, 100.
By the waters of Life we sat together, 343.
By the wayside, on a mossy stone, 108.

Calling, the heron flies athwart the blue, 710.
Calm as that second summer which precedes,
316.

Calm Death, God of crossed hands and passion-
less eyes, 649.

Can freckled August, - drowsing warm and
blonde, 708.

Captain of the Western wood, 407.

Carved by a mighty race whose vanished hands,
522.

Cast on the water by a careless hand, 446.
Channing! my Mentor whilst my thought was
young, 77.

Child of sin and sorrow, 19.
Children, do you ever, 521.

Child, weary of thy baubles of to-day, 631.
Child with the hungry eyes, 692.
Circling on high, in cloudless sky, 763.
City of God, how broad and far, 254.
Climbing up the hillside beneath the summer
stars, 641.

Clime of the brave! the high heart's home, 84.
Close his eyes; his work is done! 264.
Close on the edge of a midsummer dawn, 381.
"Come a little nearer, Doctor,
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let me take the cup," 388.

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Dark, thinned, beside the wall of stone, 611.
Daughter of Egypt, veil thine eyes! 272.
Daughter of Venice, fairer than the moon! 496.
Daughters of Time, the hypocritic days, 96.
Day and night my thoughts incline, 282.
Day in melting purple dying, 73.
Days of my youth, 10.

Day of wrath, that day of burning, 193.
Dear, if you love me, hold me most your friend,
731.

Dear little Dorothy, she is no more! 539.
Dear Lord! Kind Lord! 564.
Dear Lord, thy table is outspread, 297.
Dear marshes, by no hand of man, 695.
Dear singer of our fathers' day, 358.

Dear Sir, you wish to know my notions, 206.
Dear, when the sun is set, 539.

Dear, when you see my grave. 539.

Dear wife, last midnight, whilst I read, 529.
Death could not come between us two, 759.
Death in this tomb his weary bones hath laid, 4.
Death's but one more to-morrow. Thou art
gray, 312.

Death, thou 'rt a cordial old and rare, 434.
Deep in a Rose's glowing heart, 624.

Deep in the heart of the forest the lily of
Yarrow is growing, 546.

Deep in the wave is a coral grove, 70.

De
gray owl sing fum de chimbly top, 623.
Delayed till she had ceased to know, 322.
De massa ob de sheepfol', 635.

Did Chaos form, and water, air, and fire,

652.

Dimpled and flushed and dewy pink he lies,
701.

Disguise upon disguise, and then disguise, 570.
Dismiss your apprehension, pseudo bard, 359.
Divinely shapen cup, thy lip, 650.

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