"And mighty poets in their misery dead."

Resolution and Independence. Stanza 17.

"Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep! The river glideth at his own sweet will; Dear God! the very houses seem asleep; And all that mighty heart is lying still!"

Earth has not anything to show more fair.

"The holy time is quiet as a nun Breathless with adoration."

It is a beauteous Evening.

"Men are we, and must grieve when even the shade Of that which once was great is passed away."

On the Extinction of the Venetian Republic.

"Thou has left behind Powers that will work for thee,--air, earth, and skies! There 's not a breathing of the common wind That will forget thee; thou hast great allies; Thy friends are exultations, agonies, And love, and man's unconquerable mind."

To Toussaint L' Ouverture.

"One that would peep and botanize Upon his mother's grave."

A Poet's Epitaph. Stanza 5.

"He murmurs near the running brooks A music sweeter than their own."

A Poet's Epitaph. Stanza 10.

"And you must love him, ere to you He will seem worthy of your love."

A Poet's Epitaph. Stanza 11.

"The harvest of a quiet eye, That broods and sleeps on his own heart."

A Poet's Epitaph. Stanza 13.

"Yet sometimes, when the secret cup Of still and serious thought went round, It seemed as if he drank it up, He felt with spirit so profound."

Matthew.

"My eyes are dim with childish tears, My heart is idly stirred, For the same sound is in my ears Which in those days I heard."

The Fountain.

"A happy youth, and their old age Is beautiful and free."

The Fountain.

"And often, glad no more, We wear a face of joy because We have been glad of yore."

The Fountain.

"The sweetest thing that ever grew Beside a human door."

Lucy Gray. Stanza 2.

"A youth to whom was given So much of earth, so much of heaven."

Ruth.

"Until a man might travel twelve stout miles, Or reap an acre of his neighbor's corn."

The Brothers.

"Something between a hindrance and a help."

Michael.

"Drink, pretty creature, drink!"

The Pet Lamb.

"Lady of the Mere, Sole-sitting by the shores of old romance."

A narrow Girdle of rough Stones and Crags.

"And he is oft the wisest man Who is not wise at all."

The Oak and the Broom.

""A jolly place," said he, "in times of old! But something ails it now: the spot is cursed.""

Hart-leap Well. Part ii.

"Hunt half a day for a forgotten dream."

Hart-leap Well. Part ii.

"Never to blend our pleasure or our pride With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels."

Hart-leap Well. Part ii.

"Plain living and high thinking are no more. The homely beauty of the good old cause Is gone; our peace, our fearful innocence, And pure religion breathing household laws."

O Friend! I know not which way I must look.

"Milton! thou should'st be living at this hour: England hath need of thee! . . . . . . Thy soul was like a star, and dwelt apart: So didst thou travel on life's common way In cheerful godliness."

London, 1802.

"We must be free or die who speak the tongue That Shakespeare spake, the faith and morals hold Which Milton held."

It is not to be thought of.

"A noticeable man, with large gray eyes."

Stanzas written in Thomson's Castle of Indolence.

"We meet thee, like a pleasant thought, When such are wanted."

To the Daisy.

"The poet's darling."

To the Daisy.

"Thou unassuming commonplace Of Nature."

To the same Flower.

"Oft on the dappled turf at ease I sit, and play with similes, Loose type of things through all degrees."

To the same Flower.

"Sweet Mercy! to the gates of heaven This minstrel lead, his sins forgiven; The rueful conflict, the heart riven With vain endeavour, And memory of Earth's bitter leaven Effaced forever."

Thoughts suggested on the Banks of the Nith.

"The best of what we do and are, Just God, forgive!"

Thoughts suggested on the Banks of the Nith.

"For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago."

The Solitary Reaper.

"Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain That has been, and may be again."

The Solitary Reaper.

"The music in my heart I bore Long after it was heard no more."

The Solitary Reaper.

"Yon foaming flood seems motionless as ice; Its dizzy turbulence eludes the eye, Frozen by distance."

Address to Kilchurn Castle.

"A famous man is Robin Hood, The English ballad-singer's joy."

Rob Roy's Grave.

"Because the good old rule Sufficeth them,--the simple plan, That they should take who have the power, And they should keep who can."

Rob Roy's Grave.

"The Eagle, he was lord above, And Rob was lord below."

Rob Roy's Grave.

"A brotherhood of venerable trees."

Sonnet composed at ---- Castle.

"Let beeves and home-bred kine partake The sweets of Burn-mill meadow; The swan on still St. Mary's Lake Float double, swan and shadow!"

Yarrow Unvisited.

"Every gift of noble origin Is breathed upon by Hope's perpetual breath."

These Times strike Monied Worldlings.

"A remnant of uneasy light."

The Matron of Jedborough.

"Oh for a single hour of that Dundee Who on that day the word of onset gave!"

Sonnet, in the Pass of Killicranky.

"O Cuckoo! shall I call thee bird, Or but a wandering voice?"

To the Cuckoo.

"She was a phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight, A lovely apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of twilight fair, Like twilights too her dusky hair, But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful dawn."

She was a Phantom of Delight.

"A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food; For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles."

She was a Phantom of Delight.

"The reason firm, the temperate will, Endurance, foresight, strength, and skill; A perfect woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command."

She was a Phantom of Delight.

"That inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude."

I wandered lonely.