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The Golden Treasury

by Francis Turner Palgrave

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Index of First Lines

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A Chieftain to the Highlands bound 211
A child’s a plaything for an hour 270
A flock of sheep that leisurely pass by 305
A slumber did my spirit seal 210
A sweet disorder in the dress 95
A weary lot is thine, fair maid 225
A wet sheet and a flowing sea 235
Absence, hear thou this protestation 8
Ah, Chloris! could I now but sit 86
Ah! County Guy, the hour is nigh 217
All in the Downs the fleet was moor’d 149
All thoughts, all passions, all delights 199
And are ye sure the news is true 181
And is this—Yarrow?—This the Stream 297
And thou art dead, as young and fair 231
And wilt thou leave me thus 26
Ariel to Miranda:—Take 288
Art thou pale for weariness 305
Art thou poor, yet hast thou golden slumbers 50
As it fell upon a day 27
As I was walking all alane 107
As slow our ship her foamy track 251
At the corner of Wood Street, when daylight appears 288
At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly 230
Avenge, O Lord! Thy slaughter’d saints, whose bones 64
Awake, Aeolian lyre, awake 157
Awake, awake, my Lyre 101
Bards of Passion and of Mirth 197
Beauty sat bathing by a spring 13
Behold her, single in the field 287
Being your slave, what should I do but tend 9
Beneath these fruit-tree boughs that shed 277
Best and brightest, come away 299
Bid me to live, and I will live 97
Blest pair of Sirens, pledges of Heaven’s joy 125
Blow, blow, thou winter wind 34
Bright Star! would I were steadfast as thou art 228
Call for the robin-redbreast and the wren 41
Calm was the day, and through the trembling air 45
Captain, or Colonel, or Knight in Arms 75
Care-charmer Sleep, son of the Sable Night 28
Come away, come away, Death 38
Come, cheerful day, part of my life to me 51
Come little babe, come silly soul 35
Come live with me and be my Love 5
Come, Sleep: O Sleep! the certain knot of peace 24
Come unto these yellow sands 2
Crabbed Age and Youth 6
Cupid and my Campaspe play’d 44
Cyriack, whose grandsire, on the royal bench 80
Daughter of Jove, relentless power 188
Daughter to that good Earl, once President 89
Degenerate Douglas! oh, the unworthy lord 283
Doth then the world go thus, doth all thus move 54
Down in yon garden sweet and gay 147
Drink to me only with thine eyes 92
Duncan Gray cam here to woo 180
Earl March look’d on his dying child 228
Earth has not anything to show more fair 281
E’en like two little bank-dividing brooks 96
Eternal Spirit of the chainless Mind 240
Ethereal minstrel! pilgrim of the sky 273
Ever let the Fancy roam 310
Fain would I change that note 6
Fair Daffodils, we weep to see 111
Fair pledges of a fruitful tree 110
Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing 25
Fear no more the heat o’ the sun 40
Fine knacks for ladies, cheap, choice, brave and new 22
Follow thy fair sun, unhappy shadow 30
For ever, Fortune, wilt thou prove 155
Forget not yet the tried intent 18
Four Seasons fill the measure of the year 339
From Harmony, from heavenly Harmony 63
From Stirling Castle we had seen 295
Full fathom five thy father lies 40
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may 87
Gem of the crimson-colour’d Even 218
Get up, get up for shame! The blooming morn 93
Go fetch to me a pint o’ wine 152
Go, lovely Rose 91
Hail thou most sacred venerable thing 128
Hail to thee, blithe Spirit 274
Happy the man, whose wish and care 136
Happy those early days, when I 78
Happy were he could finish forth his fate 55
He that loves a rosy cheek 90
He is gone on the mountain 264
Hence, all you vain delights 103
Hence, loathéd Melancholy 116
Hence, vain deluding Joys 120
He sang of God, the mighty source 164
High-way, since you my chief Parnassus be 9
How happy is he born and taught 76
How like a winter hath my absence been 10
How sleep the brave who sink to rest 144
How sweet the answer Echo makes 217
How vainly men themselves amaze 113
I am monarch of all I survey 190
I arise from dreams of Thee 205
I cannot change, as others do 87
I dream’d that as I wander’d by the way 307
I fear thy kisses, gentle maiden 208
I have had playmates, I have had companions 250
I have no name 165
I heard a thousand blended notes 312
I meet thy pensive, moonlight face 211
I met a traveller from an antique land 282
I remember, I remember 254
I saw Eternity the other night 129
I saw her in childhood 265
I saw my lady weep 19
I saw where in the shroud did lurk 268
I travell’d among unknown men 208
I wander’d lonely as a cloud 291
I was thy neighbour once, thou rugged Pile 327
I wish I were where Helen lies 106
If aught of oaten stop or pastoral song 170
If doughty deeds my lady please 153
If I had thought thou couldst have died 263
If Thou survive my well-contented day 41
If to be absent were to be 100
I’m wearing awa’, Jean 184
In a drear-nighted December 222
In the downhill of life, when I find I’m declining 195
In the sweet shire of Cardigan 248
In this still place, remote from men 329
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan 308
It is a beauteous evening, calm and free 303
It is not growing like a tree 77
It was a dismal and a fearful night 108
It was a lover and his lass 8
It was a summer evening 244
I’ve heard them lilting at our ewe-milking 145
Jack and Joan, they think no ill 115
John Anderson my jo, John 185
Lady, when I behold the roses sprouting 43
Lawrence, of virtuous father virtuous son 79
Let me not to the marriage of true minds 20
Life! I know not what thou art 196
Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore 25
Like to the clear in highest sphere 12
Love in my bosom, like a bee 43
Love in thy youth, fair Maid, be wise 90
Love not me for comely grace 98
Lo! where the rosy-bosom’d Hours 166
Many a green isle needs must be 320
Mary! I want a lyre with other strings 191
Milton! thou shouldst be living at this hour 242
Mine be a cot beside the hill 169
Mortality, behold and fear 73
Most sweet it is with unuplifted eyes 309
Much have I travell’d in the realms of gold 199
Music, when soft voices die 346
My days among the Dead are past 257
My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains 279
My heart leaps up when I behold 341
My Love in her attire doth shew her wit 96
My lute, be as thou wert when thou didst grow 39
My thoughts hold mortal strife 38
My true-love hath my heart, and I have his 20
Never love unless you can 16
Never seek to tell thy love 156
No longer mourn for me when I am dead 42
Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note 247
Not, Celia, that I juster am 98
Now the golden Morn aloft 133
Now the last day of many days 301
O blithe new-comer! I have heard 278
O Brignall banks are wild and fair 203
O Friend! I know not which way I must look 242
O happy shades! to me unblest 188
O if thou knew’st how thou thyself dost harm 18
O leave this barren spot to me 283
O listen, listen, ladies gay 266
O lovers’ eyes are sharp to see 227
O Mary, at thy window be 175
O me! what eyes hath love put in my head 31
O Mistress mine, where are you roaming 22
O my Luve’s like a red, red rose 177
O never say that I was false of heart 11
O saw ye bonnie Lesley 176
O say what is that thing call’d Light 136
O talk not to me of a name great in story 202
O Thou, by Nature taught 134
O waly waly up the bank 104
O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms 224
O wild West Wind, thou breath Of Autumn’s being 325
O World! O Life! O Time 340
Obscurest night involved the sky 193
Of all the girls that are so smart 151
Of a’ the airts the wind can blaw 183
Of Nelson and the North 237
Of Neptune’s empire let us sing 80
Of this fair volume which we World do name 53
Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray 213
Oft in the stilly night 255
Oh snatch’d away in beauty’s bloom 262
On a day, alack the day 17
On a Poet’s lips I slept 329
Once did She hold the gorgeous East in fee 241
One more Unfortunate 259
One word is too often profaned 233
On Linden, when the sun was low 243
Our bugles sang truce, for the night-cloud had lower’d 306
Over the mountains 84
Pack, clouds, away, and welcome day 45
Phoebus, arise 2
Pibroch of Donuil Dhu 233
Poor Soul, the centre of my sinful earth 52
Proud Maisie is in the wood 258
Queen and Huntress, chaste and fair 81
Rough Wind, that moanest loud 339
Ruin seize thee, ruthless King 140
Season of mist and mellow fruitfulness 293
See with what simplicity 85
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day 15
Shall I, wasting in despair 102
She dwelt among the untrodden ways 208
She is not fair to outward view 207
She walks in beauty, like the night 206
She was a Phantom of delight 206
Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea 4
Since there’s no help, come let us kiss and part 30
Sleep, angry beauty, sleep and fear not me 31
Sleep on, and dream of Heaven awhile 154
Sleep, sleep, beauty bright 165
Souls of Poets dead and gone 257
Spring, the sweet Spring, is the year’s pleasant king 1
Star that bringest home the bee 304
Stern Daughter of the Voice of God 239
Surprized by joy—impatient as the wind 230
Sweet, be not proud of those two eyes 90
Sweet Highland Girl, a very shower 285
Sweet Love, if thou wilt gain a monarch’s glory 14
Sweet stream, that winds through yonder glade 154
Swiftly walk over the western wave 219
Take, O take those lips away 29
Tax not the royal Saint with vain expense 331
Tell me not, Sweet, I an unkind 88
Tell me where is Fancy bred 42
That time of year thou may’st in me behold 23
That which her slender waist confined 96
The curfew tolls the knell of parting day 172
The forward youth that would appear 65
The fountains mingle with the river 216
The glories of our blood and state 74
The last and greatest Herald of Heaven’s King 55
The lovely lass o’ Inverness 144
The man of life upright 52
The merchant, to secure his treasure 155
The more we live, more brief appear 338
The nightingale, as soon as April bringeth 28
The poplars are fell’d; farewell to the shade 167
There be none of Beauty’s daughters 204
There is a flower, the lesser Celandine 253
There is a garden in her face 92
There’s not a joy the world can give like that it takes away 252
There’s not a nook within this solemn Pass 340
There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream 341
The sea hath many thousand sands 33
The sun is warm, the sky is clear 256
The sun upon the lake is low 304
The twentieth year is well-nigh past 192
The world is too much with us; late and soon 330
They are all gone into the world of light 109
They that have power to hurt, and will do none 26
This is the month, and this the happy morn 56
This Life, which seems so fair 51
Though others may her brow adore 21
Thou art not fair, for all thy red and white 34
Thou still unravish’d bride of quietness 331
Three years she grew in sun and shower 209
Thy braes were bonny, Yarrow stream 146
Timely blossom, Infant fair 138
Tired with all these, for restful death I cry 54
Toll for the Brave 148
To me, fair Friend, you never can be old 11
To one who has been long in city pent 282
Turn back, you wanton flyer 16
’Twas at the royal feast for Persia won 129
’Twas on a lofty vase’s side 137
Two Voices are there; one is of the Sea 241
Under the greenwood tree 7
Upon my lap my sovereign sits 105
Verse, a breeze ’mid blossoms straying 333
Victorious men of earth, no more 74
Waken, lords and ladies gay 272
Wee, sleekit, cow’rin’, tim’rous beastie 168
Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee 37
Weep you no more, sad fountains 14
Were I as base as is the lowly plain 21
We talk’d with open heart, and tongue 336
We walk’d along, while bright and red 334
We watch’d her breathing thro’ the night 265
Whenas in silks my Julia goes 95
When Britain first at Heaven’s command 139
When first the fiery-mantled Sun 294
When God at first made Man 78
When he who adores thee has left but the name 246
When icicles hang by the wall 23
When I consider how my light is spent 76
When I have borne in memory what has tamed 243
When I have fears that I may cease to be 229
When I have seen by Time’s fell hand defaced 4
When I survey the bright 126
When I think on the happy days 182
When in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes 10
When in the chronicle of wasted time 15
When lovely woman stoops to folly 156
When Love with unconfinéd wings 99
When maidens such as Hester die 262
When Music, heavenly maid, was young 161
When Ruth was left half desolate 313
When the lamp is shatter’d 226
When the sheep are in the fauld, and the kye at hame 178
When thou must home to shades of underground 37
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought 24
When we two parted 221
Where art thou, my beloved Son 270
Where shall the lover rest 222
Where the bee sucks, there suck I 2
Where the remote Bermudas ride 124
Whether on Ida’s shady brow 197
While that the sun with his beams hot 32
Whoe’er she be 82
Why art thou silent? Is thy love a plant 220
Why so pale and wan, fond lover 100
Why weep ye by the tide, ladie 215
With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb’st the skies 36
With little here to do or see 291
With sweetest milk and sugar first 112
Ye banks and braes and streams around 177
Ye banks and braes o’ bonnie Doon 157
Ye distant spires, ye antique towers 185
Ye Mariners of England 235
Yes, there is holy pleasure in thine eye 284
Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more 68
You meaner beauties of the night 88

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