Lord, I love the habitation. .
Lord, my soul with pleasure springs

oss of the Royal George . .
Love abused.
Love Faithful in the absence of the Beloved
Love, if Thy destined sacrifice am I .
Love increased by suffering.
Love is the Lord whom I obey
Love of God the End of Life
Love of the world reproved .
Love Pure and Fervent . .
Lover's heart in absence, The
Lusus amicitia est, uni nisi dedita, ceu fit

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Madam-a stranger's purpose in these lays
Man, on the dubious waves of error tossed
Manso, Milton's account of . .
Manual, A . .
Maria, could Horace have guessed ..

Maria, I have every good
1Mary, To . . . .

Maze . . . .
Me to whatever state the gods assign .
Me too, perchance, in former days
Memorial of Ashley Cowper, Esq. ...
Menander, From . . . . .
Mercator, vigiles oculos ut fallere possit
Mercy and Judgment, A song of
Methinks I see thee decently arrayed .
Miltiades, thy valour best . .
Milton, Poems to . .
Mischievous Bull, On a
Miser, On a . .
Miss Creuzé, To .
Mistake in his Translation of Homer
Modern Patriot, The
Montagu's feather-hangings, On Mrs.
Montes Glaciales . .
Monthly Review, On a page of .
Monumental Inscription to W. Northcot
Moralizer Corrected . . . .
Morning Dream, The ..
Mortals, around your destined heads
Moschus : ,
Motto for a Clock .

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Muse, hide his name of whom I sing
Mutual forbearance ..
My dear Friend .
My former hopes are fed .
My gentle Aun, whom heretofore .
My God, how perfect are Thy ways
My God, till I received Thy stroke
My halting Muse, that dragg'st by choice along
My heart is easy and my burden light.
My lids with grief were tumid yet .
My Mother, if thou love me, name no more.
My name, my country . . . . .

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Names of little note, On observing some
Naples, too credulous, ah, boast no more
Nativity :
Nature’unimpaired by Time.
Necessity of Self-Abasement . .
Needless Alarm, The . .
Negro's Complaint, The
New Burns, Written after leaving her at
Newton, Mrs., TO
Newton, To the Rev..
Newton, To the Rev. Mr. .
/Night, how I love thy silent shades
Vi Nightingale and Glow-worm .

Nightingale, To the . .
Niobe, On. . .
No longer I follow a sound .
No mischief worthier of our fear.
No more shall hapless Celia's ears .
No sorrow peculiar to the Sufferer.
No strength of Nature can suffice .
None ever shared the social seast.
Nor oils of balmy scent produce .
Not a flower can be found in the fields .

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O God, whose favourable eye
O happy shades ! to me unblest! .
O Love of pure and heavenly birth
O Matutini raes auralque salubres .
O most delightful hour by man .
O sovereign of an isle renowned .
O Thou, by long experience tried . .
Obscurest night involved the sky.
Ode (supposed to be written on the marriage of a friend)
Ode to Peace
» to Apollo . . .
„ to Milton .
, to Rouse
is on the death of a Lady . .
, on reading Mr. Richardson's History
Of all the gifts Thine hand bestows :
Oft we enhance our ills by discontent.
Oh fond attempt to give a deathless lot.
Oh for a closer walk with God .
Oh for a lodge in some vast wilderness .
Oh how I love Thy Holy Word . .
Oh loved, but not enough . .
Oh that Pieria's spring would through my breast
Oh that those lips had language .
Olney Hymns .
On the green margin of the brook . .
Other stones the era tell

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Pairing-time anticipated . . .
Pallas Bathing, On . . .
Papilio et Simax . . .
Parrot, The .
Patron of all those luckless brains . .
Pause here and think.
Pay me my price, potters, and I will sing
Peace has unveiled her smiling face :
Pedigree, On . . . . .
Perfect Sacrifice . .
Perfida, erudelis, viota et lymphata furore
Philemon, By .
Philosopher and the King .
Picture of a Sleeping Child .
Pineapple and the Bee.
Pipe and Snuff-box .
Pity for Poor Africans .
Pity, says the Theban bard ..
Plant of Virgin's Bower, On a
Plargimus fortes . . . .
Platonic Idea, On the . .
Poet, the Oyster, and Sensitive Plant
Poetical Epistle to Lady Austen.
Poets attempt the noblest task they can.
Poet's New Year's Gift, The . .
Poor in my youth, and in life's later scenes
Poor Vestris, grieved beyond all measure
Poplar Field, The . . . .
Populeae ceadit gratissima
Portrait of Himself, On .
Praise in old times the sage Prometheus won.
“ Prayer for Indifference, " On reading the .
Prior's Chloe and Euphelia (translation) .
Progress of Error . :
Promotion of Edward Thurlow, Esq., On the
Protestant Lady in France, To a . .
Psalm cxxxvii., Translation of . . .
Quæ lenta accedit, quam velox præterit hora .
Quales aërii montes de vertice nubes .
Quarrel, Written in a ..
Queen's visit to London, On the . .
Qui subito ex imis rerum in fastigia surgit

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Reasoning at every step he treads.

Rebellion is my theme all day .
19 Receipt of my mother's picture out of Norfolk

Receive, dear friend, the truths I teach .
Reciprocal kindness .
Reflection on Horace's Ode .
Repose in God ..
Retired bat, The . . . . .
Retirement . .
Rev. W. Cawthorne Unwin, To the ..
Review of schools . . . . .

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Rich, thou hast many lovers . . .
Riddle . . . .
Romney, expert infallibly to trace. .
Romney, To. . .
Rose, The . .
Round Thurlow's head in early youth
Rouse, Ode addressed to .
Salad .
Salsillus
Sauntering along the street one day
Say, ye apostate and profane.
Says the Pipe to the Snuff-box
Scenes favourable to Meditation. .
Season of my purest pleasure
Secrets of Divine Love, The.
See where the Thames, the purest stream
Seest thou yon mountain laden with deep snow
Self-diffidence . .
Self-love and Truth Incompatible .
She came-she has gone-we have met-

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Part II..
Shortness of Human Life .
Shrubbery, The.
Silent I sat dejected and alone .
Silkworm, The ..
Similar Character, On a
Simile in “Paradise Lost”.
Simile Latinized . . .
Simple Trust . .
Sin enslaved me many years . .
Sin has undone our wretched race.
Since life in sorrow must be spent .
Sing, Muse (if such a theme, so dark, so lo
Sir, when I flew to seize the bird .
Sleep at last has fled these eyes .
Snail, The . .
So I have seen the maids in vain.
So then-the vandals of our isle .
Sofa . .
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Song .
Song on Peace
Sors adversa gerit stimulum.
Soul that loves God finds Him everywhere
Source of love, and light of day
Source of love, my brighter sun
Spaniel, On a .
Sparrows self-domesticated . .
Still, still without ceasing . .
Strada's Nightingale .
Sun, stay thy course, this moment, stay.
Suns that set and Moons that wane .
Survivor, sole, and hardly such, of all..
Swallow, The . . . . ..

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Table talk . .
Take to Thy Bosom .
Tale, A.
Tale, founded on a fact which happened in January,
Tears flow and cease not .
Tears of a painter, The.
Testimony of Divine Adoption
Thankless for favours from on high
That ocean you of late surveyed .
The Bard, if e'er he feel at all .
The beams of April, ere it goes .
The billows swell, the winds are high
The birds put off their every hue.
The fountain in its source . .
The genius of the Augustan age .
The greenhouse is my summer seat
The lady thus addressed her spouse
The Lord proclaims His grace abroad
The Lord receives His highest praise .
The Lord will happiness divine ..
The lover in melodious voices ..
The room was shady and soft airs .
The new-born child of Gospel grace .
The nymph must lose her female friend.
The pineapples in triple row. .
The poplars are felled . .
The rose had been washed, just washed in a shower
The saints should never be dismayed .
The Saviour hides His face. .
The Saviour, what a noble fame.
The Shepherd touched his reed .
The sparkling eye, the mantling cheek.
The Spirit breathes upon the Word
The straw-stuffed hamper with his ruthless steel
The suitors sinned, but with a fair excuse .
The swallows in their torpid state .
The twentieth year is well-nigh past .
The winter night now well-nigh worn away
Thce, whose refulgent staff and summons clear
There is a bird who by his coat .
There is a Book, which we may call .
There is a field through which I often pass
There is a fountain filled with the blood
There is in souls a sympathy with sounds .
There's not an echo round me . .
There was a time when Ætna's silent fire
These are not dew.drops . .
These critics who to faith no quarter grant .
These verses also to thy praise the nine.

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