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- Lines (Why do I love the evening star)
- Lines (The dreams of earth obscure our joy)
- Lines (From some cruel scorn protect me, Lord)
- Lines ("Sing me that song again")
- Lines ("I die, but when the grave shall press")
- Lines ("Far away is the land of rest")
- Lines ("The soft unclouded blue of air")
- Lines written in "Letters of an Italian Nun and an English Gentleman, by J. J. Rousseau: Founded on Facts" ("Away, away,—your flattering arts")
- Lines addressed to the Rev. J. T. Becher, on his advising the Author to mix more with Society ("Dear Becher, you tell me to mix with mankind")
- Lines addressed by Lord Byron to Mr. Hobhouse on his Election for Westminster ("Would you go to the house by the true gate")
- Lines Addressed to a Young Lady ("Doubtless, sweet girl! the hissing lead")
- Lines Inscribed upon a Cup Formed from a Skull ("Start not—nor deem my spirit fled")
- Lines to Mr. Hodgson, written on board the Lisbon Packet ("Huzza! Hodgson, we are going")
- Lines Written beneath an Elm in the Churchyard of Harrow ("Spot of my youth! whose hoary branches sigh")
- Lines ("Little maidens, when you look")
- "Lines" (There's many a spot unlovely to the sight)
- "Lines" (Day following day, shall weave a web of years)
- Lines ("Love scatters oil")
- Lines ("Before we part to alien thoughts and aims")
- Lines (When I forget the Sacred Power)
- Lines (Weep not, though lonely and wild be thy path)
- Lines (Sweet warbling Bird! I cannot sing like thee)
- Lines (On this delicious morning air)
- Lines (In grief's dark hour I ask for Thee)
- Lines (In chains and darkness Peter slept)
- Lines (In ancient times, one spot)
- Lines (I saw the waters, as bright they lay)
- Lines (I saw that eye when it was bright)
- Lines (Forth from the Saracen's far land)
- Lines (Deem them not blest whom prosperous fortune guides)
- Lines (Books! sweet associates of the silent hour)
- Lines (An apparition passed me by)
- Lines (A child is born—now ring the bells)
- Lines Addressed to Alaric A. Watts, Esq. ("There is a dear and a lovely power")
- Lines ("She kneels by the grave where her lover sleeps")
- Lines ("There is no smile to answer thine")
- Lines, Supposed to be the Prayer of the Supplicating Nymph in Mr. Lawrence Macdonald’s Exhibition of Sculptures ("She kneels as if in prayer, one graceful arm")
- Lines, Suggested by a Drawing of W. Daniel’s, Esq. A. R. A., representing the Hindoo Girls floating their Tributary offerings down the Ganges ("They bend above the moonlit stream")
- Lines ("When youthful faith hath fled")
- Lines ("The same good blood that now refills")
- "Lines"
- Lines ("Ignoble hate, defeating its own ends!")
- "Lines", a poem by Rebecca Jane Schiller
- Lines ("That time is dead for ever, child")
- Lines ("Far, far away, O ye")
- Lines ("The cold earth slept below")
- Lines, On the death of the Rev. Mr. Washburn, of Farmington, Connecticut, during a storm at midnight, while on his passage to South-Carolina, for the benefit of his health, accompanied by his wife.
- Lines, On hearing a venerable friend sing at midnight, a short time previous to her death, in consequence of the derangement of a mind, once of the strongest and most amiable character.
- Lines ("He sung of God, the mighty source")
- Lines to the Memory of "Annie" ("In the fair garden of celestial Peace")
- Lines on the Death of Mrs. Stuart ("How quiet, through the hazy autumn air")
- "Lines" (We have looked our last on the well-known walls)
- "Lines" (Tis almost midnight's hour, and bright on high)
- "Lines" (Time hurries on)
- "Lines" (Though many a joy with sunny glow)
- "Lines" (Thou moon, that now with melancholy grace)
- "Lines" (The noon of Autumn now with chastened mirth)
- "Lines" (Strange, strange! what rushing memories come)
- "Lines" (See yonder Star! that brilliant orb of light)
- "Lines" (Once more, my love, once more)
- "Lines" (Once more, mine own beloved, the ray)
- "Lines" (Oh yes! 'tis sweet indeed to gaze)
- "Lines" (Oh, nature! beautiful to me art thou)
- "Lines" (Oh! would that thou wert here, my love)
- "Lines" (Oh! when some lone familiar strain)
- "Lines" (Oh! when on yonder moon I gaze)
- "Lines" (Oh! come and view these scenes so fair)
- "Lines" (My love, I brought no wreath of song)
- "Lines" (My firstborn! strange and sweet it seems)
- "Lines" (My days on earth as yet are few)
- "Lines" (My children, for whom first these simple lays)
- "Lines" (It is the birth-morn of another year)
- "Lines" (It is a morn in Autumn time)
- "Lines" (I am here in thine own old home again)
- "Lines" (Husband, dear husband! since I first for thee)
- "Lines" (Dost thou not feel, dear Love, how every day)
- "Lines" (Bright shine the dewdrops at the dawning hour)
- "Lines" (And now my task is done! The last pale flower)
- "Lines" (And now accept once more from me)
- "Lines" (And didst thou, then, unchanged, unmoved)
- "Lines" (Ah, no! thou shalt not be forgot)
- Lines left upon a seat in a YEW-TREE ("Nay, Traveller! rest. This lonely yew-tree stands")
- Lines written at a small distance from my House ("It is the first mild day of March")
- Lines written in early Spring ("I heard a thousand blended notes")
- Lines written in a boat ("How rich the wave, in front, imprest" / "How richly glows the water's breast")
- Lines written near Richmond upon the Thames ("Glide gently, thus for ever glide")
- Lines written a few miles above TINTERN ABBEY ("Five years have passed; five summers, with the length")
- Lines written with a Slate-pencil upon a Stone ("Stranger! this hillock of mishapen stones")
- Lines In the School of——is a tablet ("If Nature, for a favorite Child")
- Lines composed at Grasmere ("Loud is the Vale! the Voice is up") (unindexed)