Union First Line Index of English Verse

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'Tis fair Asteria's sweet employ,  Dyer, George, 1755_1841  `Asteria rocking the cradle'  O! let him wear a never-withering crown.  Yale  c.142  p. 421 
'Tis friendship's pledge, my young, fair friend,  Burns, Robert, 1759_1796  `Written by...in a blank leaf of a copy...of his poems presented to Chloris'  These joys could he improve.  Yale  c.142  p. 296 
A man, in many a country town, we know,  Colman, George, 1732_1794  `The rhyming apothecary, a tale'  Well, and what then?'__`Then, Sir, my master__died!'  Yale  c.142  p. 487 
A small neat mansion, where embow'r'd in trees    `The wish'  And pity all that bustle thro' the throng.  Yale  c.142  p. 392 
Accomplish'd dames, whose soft consenting minds  Roscoe, William, 1753_1831  `The nurse, a poem. Translated from the Italian of Luigi Tansillo'  The proud preeminence of noble birth.  Yale  c.142  p. 35 
Again rejoicing nature sees  Burns, Robert, 1759_1796  `Stanzas'  When nature, all is sad like me!  Yale  c.142  p. 278 
Ah pearly drops, that pouring from those eyes,  Roscoe, William, 1753_1831  `Sonnet from the same' [`Lorenzo de Medici']  And thro' the lucid shower his living lightning flings.  Yale  c.142  p. 93 
Alas for me! whene'er my footsteps trace  Roscoe, William, 1753_1831  `Sonnet from Lorenzo de Medici'  Believes th' insidious vow__and from me flies.  Yale  c.142  p. 89 
And liest thou there, my darling child?  Leadbeater, Mary (Shackleton), 1758_1826  `Lines written after mournfully contemplating the remains of a deceased child...'  Since thy sweet face we ceas'd to view.  Yale  c.142  p. 125 
As from their wintry cells  Roscoe, William, 1753_1831  `Verses from the same' [`Lorenzo de Medici']  And in sweet interchange delight awhile to rest.  Yale  c.142  p. 97 
As I stood by yon roofless tower,  Burns, Robert, 1759_1796  `A vision'  I winna' ventur't in my rhymes.  Yale  c.142  p. 313 
As o'er the smooth expanse of summer's sky  Roscoe, William, 1753_1831  `Sonnet to Dr. C___'  And bid their memory live to future days.  Yale  c.142  p. 514 
As summer's torrid beam destroys    `Verses extempore on the late report from India'  She fears Alexis fell in war!  Yale  c.142  p. 399 
As thus in calm domestic leisure blest,  Roscoe, William, 1753_1831  `Sonnet. To ___' [prefatory to `The nurse']  And soothe thy latest hours to soft repose.  Yale  c.142  p. 33 
Ask'st thou what cause consign'd to early fate  Roscoe, William, 1753_1831  `On the same subject' [the death of Politiano, from `Lorenzo de Medici']  Who Phoebus and the Muse to envy mov'd.  Yale  c.142  p. 111 
At dead of night, the hour when courts    `Rosline Castle'  See joys that Rosline never gave.  Yale  c.142  p. 370 
At the corner of Wood Street when daylight appears,    `Poor Susan'  Mayst hear the thrush sing from a tree of its own.  Yale  c.142  p. 427 
Beneath the beech, whose branches bare  Warton, Thomas, 1728_1790  `The suicide'  `To pluck from God's right hand his instruments of death.'  Yale  c.142  p. 323 
Bow the head thou lily fair,  Butler, Thomas Hamly, 1762_1823  `Dirge. To the memory of Mrs. Sheridan'  That with such ease and grace did move.  Yale  c.142  p. 415 
Celestial child, fair hope! descend,    `Verses to hope'  Oh shed, dear hope! thy pow'r divine.  Yale  c.142  p. 400 
Could I command the sweet Ausonian lyre,  Bowden, John, d. 1750  `Stanzas to a friend' [1800]  Under the sweet and hallow'd name of friend.  Yale  c.142  p. 459 
Could pray'rs and tears this precious dust    `Epitaph on a young lady at Pembroke'  Nor heav'n so soon an angel gain'd.  Yale  c.142  p. 542 
Dashing bards of their critics will often complain,  Knowles, Mary, 1733_1807  `The Vauclusiad'  And, `with harmonious fire,' blaze out another day.  Yale  c.142  p. 431 
Derwent! what scenes thy wandering waves behold,  Darwin, Erasmus, 1731_1802  `Ode to the River Derwent, written near its source, in the wilds of the peak in Derbyshire'  And mix my briny sorrows in your urn.  Yale  c.142  p. 532 
Dread dream! that hovering in the midnight air,  Darwin, Erasmus, 1731_1802  `The dream in a dangerous illness'  And steep my pillow with unpitied tears.  Yale  c.142  p. 530 
Edina! Scotia's darling seat!  Burns, Robert, 1759_1796  `Address to Edinburgh'  I shelter in thy honor'd shade.  Yale  c.142  p. 224 
Friend Boulton! take these ingots fine,  Darwin, Erasmus, 1731_1802  `Directions for a tea vase'  Whose heav'n-wrought statue charms the world.  Yale  c.142  p. 507 
Go, lovely boy! To yonder tow'r,  Mordaunt, Major [ ]  `A poem said to have been written by...during the last German war'  And calls its angel home to rest.  Yale  c.142  p. 379 
Go on Lorenzo, thou the muse's pride,  Roscoe, William, 1753_1831  `Conclusion of the `Ambra' of Politian's' [from `Lorenzo di Medici']  And doves, the pride of Venus, throng thy woods.  Yale  c.142  p. 100 
Hail thou returning year, for ne'er  Leadbeater, Mary (Shackleton), 1758_1826  `On William Leadbeater's recovery from a fever New Year's Day' [1798]  Like love, like skill, like friendship meet.  Yale  c.142  p. 121 
Heedless wanderer, come not here    `Inscription for a rural arbor'  Than nature and simplicity.  Yale  c.142  p. 376 
Here, where the Scottish muse immortal lives,  Burns, Robert, 1759_1796  `Written on the blank side of the titlepage of a book presented to __'  And heaven-born piety her sanction seals.  Yale  c.142  p. 289 
Honor and peace! Ye guardians kindly just!  Hayley, William, 1745_1820  `Epitaph on a lady'  And from the mind of Cowper__call'd the task!  Yale  c.142  p. 583 
How rich the wave, in front imprest    `Lines written near Richmond, upon the Thames, at evening'  By virtue's holiest powers attended.  Yale  c.142  p. 363 
How varied lies the chequer'd scene!  Macneill, Hector, 1746_1818  `Grandeur: an ode'  The hawthorn left to bloom.  Yale  c.142  p. 142 
I know that all beneath the moon decays,  Drummond, William, 1585_1649  `Sonnet...1616'  But that, O me! I both must write and love.  Yale  c.142  p. 401 
I love thee, mournful sober-suited night,  Smith, Charlotte (Turner), 1749_1806  `To night. A sonnet'  May reach, tho' lost on earth, the ear of heav'n.  Yale  c.142  p. 374 
If the treasur'd gold could give    `The vanity of riches. Anacreon Ode 13'  Friend sincere, and beauty kind.  Yale  c.142  p. 395 
In a fair cottage, on a daisied mead,  Wilkinson, Dr. [ ]  `Elegy on a grandmother'  And rest assur'd thou hast a friend on high.  Yale  c.142  p. 494 
In youth, how blithe, and sweet and gay,    `The end of all'  Which gilds `the end of all'.  Yale  c.142  p. 388 
Keen blaws the wind o'er Donocht-head,  Burns, Robert, 1759_1796  `Stanzas'  `I wander thro' a wreath o' snow.'  Yale  c.142  p. 320 
Let others toil ambition's heights to scale;    `Retirement a sonnet' [pub. Gentleman's magazine, 27 July 1799]  Then farewell all that's great, for I renounce the whole.  Yale  c.142  p. 503 
Life ne'er exulted in so rich a prize  Burns, Robert, 1759_1796  `Elegy on the late [Miss] B[urnett] of Monboddo'  Thou left'st us darkling in a world of tears.  Yale  c.142  p. 238 (stanzas 1_6) 
Mary! I want a lyre with other strings;  Cowper, William, 1731_1800  `Sonnet. To Mary [Unwin]'  And since thou own'st that praise, I spare thee mine.  Yale  c.142  p. 579 
Musing on the roaring ocean,  Burns, Robert, 1759_1796  `Stanzas'  Talk of him that's far awa'.  Yale  c.142  p. 301 
My Chloris, mark how green the groves,  Burns, Robert, 1759_1796  `Pastoral stanzas'  But 'tis na love like mine.  Yale  c.142  p. 291 
No sculptur'd marble here, nor pompous lay,  Burns, Robert, 1759_1796  `Inscription over the grave of Robert Ferguson' [d. 16 December 1774]  To pour her sorrows o'er her poet's dust.  Yale  c.142  p. 235 
Not from the verdant garden's cultur'd bound  Roscoe, William, 1753_1831  `Sonnet from the same' [`Lorenzo de Medici']  Have been our gales, and lovers' tears our dew.  Yale  c.142  p. 95 
Now the golden morn aloft  Gray, Thomas, 1716_1771  `Ode on the pleasure arising from vicissitude'  To him are opening paradise.  Yale  c.142  p. 384 
Now the sun hath left the skies,  W., E.  `Night, a pastoral, in the manner of Cunningham'  Soars to hail the rising sun.  Yale  c.142  p. 134 
O'er the mountain's airy height,    `Crummock Water'  Soaring, close the distant view.  Yale  c.142  p. 332 
Obscurest night involv'd the sky,  Cowper, William, 1731_1800  `The castaway'  And whelm'd in deeper gulfs than he.  Yale  c.142  p. 573 
Oh bonny was yon rosy briar,  Burns, Robert, 1759_1796  `Scottish song'  Its joys and grief alike resign.  Yale  c.142  p. 294 
O, genius of this hallow'd place    `Imitation of the Latin ode written by [Thomas] Gray in the album of the Grande Chartreuse'  Some pitying port in vain implore.  Yale  c.142  p. 130 
Oh leeze me on my spinning wheel,  Burns, Robert, 1759_1796  `Bess and her spinning wheel'  Of Bessy at her spinning wheel!  Yale  c.142  p. 307 
O, Logan, sweetly didst thou glide  Burns, Robert, 1759_1796  `Sonnet'  And Willie hame, to Logan braes.  Yale  c.142  p. 286 
Oh! that folk wad weel consider  Macneill, Hector, 1746_1818  `The waes o' war: or the upshot o' the history o' Will and Jean'  Stream'd in silence down his cheek!  Yale  c.142  p. 177 
O thou! whose shade presiding here,  Gilpin, Joseph  `Verses written at the fountain of Vaucluse in May 1798'  And life's expiring fancy warm.  Yale  c.142  p. 339 
O waft me, fancy, when you fly    `Ode to fancy'  And left me on Tweedside to stray.  Yale  c.142  p. 404 
O! why should old age so much wound us? O,  Skinner, John, 1721_1807  `The old man's song'  And our bairns and our oys all around us, O.  Yale  c.142  p. 241 
O! why, thou lily pale,  Roscoe, William, 1753_1831  `To a lily flowering by moonlight'  And find thee tears to feed thy sorrowing.  Yale  c.142  p. 535 
Raving winds around her blowing,  Burns, Robert, 1759_1796  `Isabella'  `And to dark oblivion join thee!'  Yale  c.142  p. 299 
Rear high thy bleak majestic hills,  Roscoe, William, 1753_1831  `On the death of Robt. Burns...from the first volume of Burns' works by Currier'  That ever breath'd the soothing strain.  Yale  c.142  p. 214 
Relentless death!__ah, why so soon  Macneill, Hector, 1746_1818  `An elegy on the sudden death of a beautiful young boy in Jamaica'  Ah, wherefore droop'd the flower so soon!  Yale  c.142  p. 483 
Romney! expert infallible to trace,  Cowper, William, 1731_1800  `To George Romney esq.'  While I was Hayley's guest, and sat to thee?  Yale  c.142  p. 581 
Say, gentle herdsman, why so drear  Erskine, Henry, 1746_1817  `Lines written on the tomb of two lovers buried by the fall of a hill...'  And close in peace his lengthen'd day.  Yale  c.142  p. 523 
Seats of my childhood! yon low roofs impart  Hamley, Edward, 1764_1834  `Sonnet'  That sweet employment to the virtuous mind.  Yale  c.142  p. 149 
Seek he who will in grandeur to be blest,  Roscoe, William, 1753_1831  `Sonnet from the same' [`Lorenzo de Medici']  Ah gentle thoughts! Soon lost the city cares among.  Yale  c.142  p. 91 
Sensibility how charming,  Burns, Robert, 1759_1796  `On sensibility to a friend'  Thrill the deepest notes of woe.  Yale  c.142  p. 316 
Sing on sweet thrush, upon the leafless bough,  Burns, Robert, 1759_1796  `Sonnet written in 1793 on the birthday of the author on hearing a thrush sing in a morning walk'  The mite high heaven bestowed, that mite with thee I'll share.  Yale  c.142  p. 318 
Slow spreads the gloom my soul desires,  Burns, Robert, 1759_1796  `Evan banks'  From that dear stream which flows to Clyde.  Yale  c.142  p. 310 
Spirit of him who wing'd his daring flight  Roscoe, William, 1753_1831  `To Henry Fuseli esq. On his series of pictures from the poetical works of Milton'  Reflects his genius, and partakes his fame.  Yale  c.142  p. 82 
Still'd is the tempest's blust'ring roar;  Macneill, Hector, 1746_1818  `The harp, a legendary tale in two parts'  I'll ne'er burn harp again for thee!  Yale  c.142  p. 463 
Sweet offspring of a stormy hour,  Bowden, John, d. 1750  `To the snowdrop'  Thou pale first emblem of the year.  Yale  c.142  p. 455 
Tender-handed stroke a nettle,    `A picture too true'  And the rogues obey you well.  Yale  c.142  p. 403 
The gloomy night is gathering fast,  Burns, Robert, 1759_1796  `Sonnet written by...when preparing to go to the West Indies'  Farewell the bonny banks of Ayr.  Yale  c.142  p. 246 
The lamp of day with ill-presaging glare,  Burns, Robert, 1759_1796  `On the death of Sir James Hunter Blair'  She said, and vanish'd with the sweeping blast.  Yale  c.142  p. 281 
The laughing Zephyr thus the storm addrest:  Devonshire, Georgiana Spencer Cavendish, duchess, 1757_1806  `Lines by the duchess of Devonshire'  `Unalterable nature drives me on.'  Yale  c.142  p. 545 
The lazy mist hangs from the brow of the hill,  Burns, Robert, 1759_1796  `The lazy mist'  For something beyond it poor man sure must live.  Yale  c.142  p. 303 
The poplars are fell'd, and adieu to the shade  Cowper, William, 1731_1800  `The poplars' [Gentleman's magazine, January 1785]  Have a still shorter date, and die sooner than we.  Yale  c.142  p. 453 
The small birds rejoice in the green leaves returning,  Burns, Robert, 1759_1796  `The chevalier's lament'  Alas! can I make you no sweeter return!  Yale  c.142  p. 236 
The star, whose radiant beams adorn  Fitzpatrick, Richard, 1747_1813  `Inscribed in the temple of friendship at St. Anne's Hill'  What cares disturb the crowd below.  Yale  c.142  p. 518 
The sun had clos'd the winter day  Burns, Robert, 1759_1796  `The vision'  In light away.  Yale  c.142  p. 249 
The Thames flows proudly to the sea,  Burns, Robert, 1759_1796  `The banks of Nith'  Among the friends of early days!  Yale  c.142  p. 305; see also `Yet, let me sighà'. 
Thickest night o'erhang my dwelling!  Burns, Robert, 1759_1796  `Strathallan's lament'  But a world without a friend!  Yale  c.142  p. 230 
Thou lingering star, with less'ning ray,  Burns, Robert, 1759_1796  `To Mary in heaven'  Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast?  Yale  c.142  p. 232 
Thou, on whose rocks in savage grandeur pil'd,  Hamley, Edward, 1764_1834  `Sonnet'  From them, as lov'd companions, to depart.  Yale  c.142  p. 147 
Tho' all that's charming deck the face,    `To the fair'  There honor braves the stealing hour.  Yale  c.142  p. 426 
Time's iron hand plows furrows down my face,    `Ovid's epistle to his wife from Pontus Book 1. Ep.4'  And calm stern Caesar's too insatiate ire.  Yale  c.142  p. 409 
To thee, sweet bard! my votive wreath I bring,  Willowby, Dr.  `Sonnet to Wm Cowper esq.'  The guard of virtue, and to vice a foe.  Yale  c.142  p. 505 
Unfold, Father Time, thy long records unfold,  Roscoe, William, 1753_1831  `Written in 1789'  That tears off thy chains, and bids millions be free!  Yale  c.142  p. 510 
Wear these, my little Mary Anne,  Leadbeater, Mary (Shackleton), 1758_1826  `To Mary Ann Coote, with a pair of gloves which had been Jane Leadbeater's'  Her parents' joy may shine.  Yale  c.142  p. 128 
Wha' was ony like Willie Gairlace,  Macneill, Hector, 1746_1818  `The history o' Will and Jean'  Whiskey's ill will skaith her maist!  Yale  c.142  p. 151 
What means this thrilling motion in my breast?    `Verses'  Remove the cause, or let the mourner die!  Yale  c.142  p. 393 
What rugged rock its lucid store retains?    `Lines by ____ of whom it has been remarked that he had viewed the remains of a much loved and deeply lamented wife without shedding a tear'  Grief drank the offering ere it reach'd the eye.  Yale  c.142  p. 430 
When darkness wide expands her raven wing    `The storm a sonnet to fancy'  Or where, at his command, the torrent's rage descends.  Yale  c.142  p. 537 
When the soft tear steals silently down from the eye,    `Stanzas'  When the feelings alone sacrifice to the shrine.  Yale  c.142  p. 528 
When wearied wretches sink to sleep,  Little, T.  `Elegaic stanzas'  None but the whispering winds of heaven!  Yale  c.142  p. 543 
Whilst borne in sable state, Lorenzo's bier  Roscoe, William, 1753_1831  `On the death of Politiano by Cardinal Bembo' [from `Lorenzo de Medici']  Politian, master of th'Ausonian lyre.  Yale  c.142  p. 108 
Whilst health and youth lead on the sprightly hours,  Roscoe, William, 1753_1831  `Verses written on the blank leaf of a book in which a lady had made a selection of poems'  To fancy, friendship, harmony, and love.  Yale  c.142  p. 512 
Who from perennial streams shall bring,  Roscoe, William, 1753_1831  `Politiano on the death of Lorenzo de Medici'  O grief, beyond all other grief.  Yale  c.142  p. 104 
Why am I loath to leave this earthly scene!  Burns, Robert, 1759_1796  `Stanzas on the prospect of death'  O aid me with thy help, Omnipotence divine!  Yale  c.142  p. 275 
Why, Charles, when youth and love combine,  Roscoe, William, 1753_1831  `Stanzas from the Latin of Angelus Politianus'  Nor time nor space thy fame confine.  Yale  c.142  p. 516 
Ye gay and young, who, thoughtless of your doom,  Darwin, Erasmus, 1731_1802  `Inscription in a grove, to the memory of Dr. Small'  For science, virtue, and for Small she mourns.  Yale  c.142  p. 140 
Ye seats where oft in pensive rapture laid,  Pye, Henry James, 1745_1813  `Sonnet on the residence of Thomson'  Th'attending muse shall ne'er be long away.  Yale  c.142  p. 397 
Ye trees, does your foliage delay  Leadbeater, Mary (Shackleton), 1758_1826  `The ruined cottage'  Which angels delighted will hear.  Yale  c.142  p. 113 
Yet, let me sigh, and think again,  Riddell, Maria (Woodley), 1772_1808  `The remembrance'  Among the friends of early days.  Yale  c.142  p. 520; see also `The Thames flows proudlyà'.