Chapter XLV: Canto II (9)

Tell me, on what holy ground 71, 501
Terrible and loud 991
That darling of the Tragic Muse 67
That France has put us oft to rout 968
That Jealousy may rule a mind 484
The angel's like a flea 1009
The body, Eternal Shadow of the finite Soul 1001
The Brook runs over sea-weeds 992
The builder left one narrow rent 1003
The butterfly the ancient Grecians made 412
The cloud doth gather, the greenwood roar 653
The Devil believes that the Lord will come 353
The dubious light sad glimmers o'er the sky 36
The dust flies smothering, as on clatt'ring wheel 56
The early Year's fast-flying vapours stray 148
The fervid Sun had more than halv'd the day 24
The Fox, and Statesman subtile wiles ensure 1089
The Frost performs its secret ministry 240
The grapes upon the Vicar's wall 276
The guilty pomp, consuming while it flares 990
The hour-bell sounds, and I must go 61
The indignant Bard composed this furious ode 27
The mild despairing of a Heart resigned 991
The Moon, how definite its orb 997
The piteous sobs that choke the Virgin's breath 155
The Pleasures sport beneath the thatch 997
The poet in his lone yet genial hour 345
The reed roof'd village still bepatch'd with snow 1002
The rose that blushes like the morn 973
The shepherds went their hasty way 338
The silence of a City, how awful at Midnight 999
The singing Kettle and the purring Cat 1003
The sole true Something--This! In Limbo's Den 429
The solemn-breathing air is ended 59
The spruce and limber yellow-hammer 1002
The stars that wont to start, as on a chace 486
The stream with languid murmur creeps 38
The subtle snow 993
The Sun (for now his orb 'gan slowly sink) 990
'The Sun is not yet risen 469
The Sun with gentle beams his rage disguises 1010
The sunshine lies on the cottage-wall 993
The swallows Interweaving there 992
The tear which mourn'd a brother's fate scarce dry 20
The tedded hay, the first fruits of the soil 345
The tongue can't speak when the mouth is cramm'd with earth 994
Then Jerome did call 1019
There are, I am told, who sharply criticise 816
There are two births, the one when Light 362
There comes from old Avaro's grave 954
There in some darksome shade 1018
Thicker than rain-drops on November thorn 1010
This be the meed, that thy song creates a thousand-fold echo 391
This day among the faithful plac'd 176
This, Hannah Scollock! may have been the case 981
This is now--this was erst 22
This is the time, when most divine to hear 108
This Sycamore, oft musical with bees 381
This way or that, ye Powers above me 974
This yearning heart (Love! witness what I say) 362
Thou bleedest, my poor Heart! and thy distress 72
Thou gentle Look, that didst my soul beguile 47
Thou who in youthful vigour rich, and light 349
Though friendships differ endless _in degree_ 1012
Tho' Miss ----'s match is a subject of mirth 952
Tho' much averse, dear Jack, to flicker 37
Tho' no bold flights to thee belong 9
Though rous'd by that dark Vizir Riot rude 81
Though veiled in spires of myrtle-wreath 450
Three truths should make thee often think and pause 966
Through weeds and thorns, and matted underwood 369
Thus far my scanty brain hath built the rhyme 78
Thus she said, and all around 1015
Thy babes ne'er greet thee with the father's name 960
Thy lap-dog, Rufa, is a dainty beast 960
Thy smiles I note, sweet early Flower 149
Thy stern and sullen eye, and thy dark brow 994
'Tis hard on Bagshot Heath to try 26
'Tis mine and it is likewise yours 997
'Tis not the lily-brow I prize 483
'Tis sweet to him who all the week 314
'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock 215
'Tis true, Idoloclastes Satyrane 413
To be ruled like a Frenchman the Briton is both 953
To know, to esteem, to love,--and then to part 410
To praise men as good, and to take them for such 486
To tempt the dangerous deep, too venturous youth 2
To wed a fool, I really cannot see 963
Tom Hill, who laughs at Cares and Woes 974
Tom Slothful talks, as slothful Tom beseems 967
Tranquillity! thou better name 360
Trōchĕe trīps frŏm long tŏ shōrt 401
Truth I pursued, as Fancy sketch'd the way 1008
'Twas my last waking thought, how it could be 454
'Twas not a mist, nor was it quite a cloud 1000
'Twas sweet to know it only possible 992
Two things hast thou made known to half the nation 964
Two wedded hearts, if ere were such 1003

Unboastful Bard! whose verse concise yet clear 102
Unchanged within, to see all changed without 459
Under the arms of a goodly oak-tree 1048
Under this stone does Walter Harcourt lie 962
Underneath an old oak tree 169
Ungrateful he, who pluck'd thee from thy stalk 70
Unperishing youth 308
Up, up! ye dames, and lasses gay 427
Up, up! ye dames, ye lasses gay 942
Upon the mountain's edge with light touch resting 393
Utter the song, O my soul! the flight and return of Mohammed 329

Verse, a breeze mid blossoms straying 439
Verse, pictures, music, thoughts both grave and gay 482
Verse, that Breeze mid blossoms straying 1085
Virtues and Woes alike too great for man 37
Vivit sed mihi non vivit--nova forte marita 56

Water and windmills, greenness, Islets green 1009
We both attended the same College 955
We pledged our hearts, my love and I 391
Well! If the Bard was weather-wise, who made 362, 1076
Well, they are gone, and here must I remain 178
We've conquer'd us a Peace, like lads true metalled 972
We've fought for Peace, and conquer'd it at last 972
What a spring-tide of Love to dear friends in a shoal 1010
What boots to tell how o'er his grave 1011
What is an Epigram? a dwarfish whole 963
What never is, but only is to be 999
What now, O Man! thou dost or mean'st to do 414
What pleasures shall he ever find 4
What though the chilly wide-mouth'd quacking chorus 476
Whate'er thou giv'st, it still is sweet to me 1010
When British Freedom for an happier land 79
When Hope but made Tranquillity be felt 1004
When Surface talks of other people's worth 969
When the squalls were flitting and fleering 980
When they did greet me father, sudden awe 152
When thieves come, I bark: when gallants, I am still 966
When thou to my true-love com'st 326
When thy Beauty appears 1016
When Youth his faery reign began 62
Whene'er the mist, that stands 'twixt God and thee 487
Where Cam his stealthy flowings most dissembles 988
Where deep in mud Cam rolls his slumbrous stream 35
Where graced with many a classic spoil 29
Where is the grave of Sir Arthur O'Kellyn 432
Where true Love burns Desire is love's pure flame 485
Where'er I find the Good, the True, the Fair 1011
Wherefore art thou come? 989
While my young cheek retains its healthful hues 236
Whilst pale Anxiety, corrosive Care 69
Whom should I choose for my Judge? 1000
Whom the untaught Shepherds call 40
Why is my Love like the Sun? 1109
Why need I say, Louisa dear 252
William, my teacher, my friend 304
Wisdom, Mother of retired Thought 991
With Donne, whose muse on dromedary trots 433
With many a pause and oft reverted eye 94
With many a weary step at length I gain 56
With secret hand heal the conjectur'd wound 988
With skill that never Alchemist yet told 995
Within these circling hollies woodbine-clad 409
Within these wilds was Anna wont to rove 16

Ye Clouds! that far above me float and pause 243
Ye drinkers of Stingo and Nappy so free 978
Ye fowls of ill presage 1017
Ye Gales, that of the Lark's repose 35
Ye harp-controlling hymns 1006
Ye souls unus'd to lofty verse 8
Yes, noble old Warrior! this heart has beat high 317
Yes, yes! that boon, life's richest treat 466
Yet art thou happier far than she 62
Yon row of bleak and visionary pines 1006
You're careful o'er your wealth 'tis true 958
You come from o'er the waters 987
You loved the daughter of Don Manrique? 421
You mould my Hopes, you fashion me within 1002
Your Poem must _eternal_ be 959

TRANSCRIBER'S NOTES:

Transcriber has copied the Index of First Lines from the end of Vol. II and appended it to this volume.

Ellipses in the text are represented as in the original. Ellipses in poetry are indicated by a row of asterisks.

Changes have been made to the text to reflect the corrections mentioned on the Errata page. The Errata page is included for completeness.

Inconsistencies in spelling, hyphenation, and accents have been left as in the original.

The following corrections have been made to the text:

page xiii: V. Koskiusko. [MS. _Letter_, Dec. 17, 1794.]
{original is missing period and has closing parenthesis
instead of bracket}

page xvii: Youth and Age. [MS. S. T. C.:{original is missing
period after C} MSS. (1, 2) Notebook.]

page 51: 28 gleam] gleams _1796_, _1797_, _1803_{original has
11803}, _1893_.

page 207: When the ivy-tod{original has ivv-tod} is heavy

page 218: [Lines 82, 83, . . . palfrey white.]{ending bracket
is missing in original}

page 237: 20 _Both_] FAMINE _M.{period missing in original} P._

page 256: Title] Fears &c. Written, April 1798, during the
Alarms of an Invasion _MS.{original has extraneous comma} W._

page 328: Deep was the shudder, O Earth!{exclamation point
missing in original}

page 368: Dear Lady!{exclamation point missing in original}
friend devoutest

page 376: (1) _MS. A_, sent to Sir George Beaumont, Oct. 1803
(see _Coleorton Letters_){ending parenthesis is missing in
original}, 1886, i. 26;

page 442: "{quotation mark missing in original}Thus, long
accustom'd

page 445: 'I guess we shall have rain to-day!'{quotation mark
missing in original}

Footnote [133:1] Balda-Zhiok, i. e.{period missing in original}
mons altitudinis

Footnote [256:1] alarm respecting the threatened invasion.
{original has extraneous quotation mark}

Footnote [293:1] Coleridge synchronizes the _Dark Ladié_ (a
poem which he was 'preparing' with the _Christabel_){ending
parenthesis is missing in original}].

To maintain consistency, initials referring to manuscripts are spaced throughout the text.

Dates and manuscript references in the linenotes are in italics in the original. Italics markup has been removed to make reading easier.

When there is more than one poem on a page, the linenotes in the original repeat the title. This title has been removed.