O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea (Corsair, Canto I.), iii. 227
Of all the barbarous middle ages, that (Don Juan, Canto XII.), vi. 455
Of rhymes I printed seven volumes (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.), vii. 55
Of two fair Virgins, modest, though admired (Poems 1816-1823), iv. 535
Oh, Anne, your offences to me have been grievous (Hours of Idleness), i. 246
"Oh banish care"—such ever be (Poems 1809-1813), iii. 28
Oh, blood and thunder! and oh! blood and wounds! (Don Juan, Canto VIII.), vi. 330
Oh! could Le Sage's demon gift (Hours of Idleness), i. 56
Oh! did those eyes, instead of fire (Hours of Idleness), i. 68
Oh, factious viper! whose envenom'd tooth (Hours of Idleness), i. 34
Oh, Friend! for ever lov'd, for ever dear (Hours of Idleness), i. 18
Oh! had my Fate been join'd with thine (Hours of Idleness), i. 189
Oh how I wish that an embargo (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.), vii. 10
Oh Lady! when I left the shore (Poems 1809-1813), iii. 5
Oh! little lock of golden hue (Hours of Idleness), i. 211, 233
Oh, Mariamne! now for thee (Hebrew Melodies), iii. 400
Oh! might I kiss those eyes of fire (Hours of Idleness), i. 75
Oh! my lonely—lonely—lonely—Pillow! (Poems, 1816-1823), iv. 563
Oh never talk again to me (Poems 1809-1813), iii. 1
Oh say not, sweet Anne, that the Fates have decreed (Hours of Idleness), i. 251
Oh! snatched away in beauty's bloom (Hebrew Melodies), iii. 388
Oh, talk not to me of a name great in story (Poems 1816-1823), vi. 562
Oh, thou! in Hellas deemed of heavenly birth (Childe Harold, Canto I.), ii. 15
Oh! thou that roll'st above thy glorious Fire (Hours of Idleness), i. 229
Oh Venice! Venice! when thy marble walls (Ode on Venice), iv. 193
Oh! weep for those that wept by Babel's stream (Hebrew Melodies), iii. 385
Oh well done Lord E—— n! and better done R—— r! (Jeux d' Esprit, etc.), vii. 13
Oh! well I know your subtle sex (Hours of Idleness), i. 242
Oh! Wellington! (or "Villainton")—for Fame (Don Juan, Canto IX.), vi. 373
Oh! when shall the grave hide for ever my sorrow? (Hours of Idleness), i. 21
Oh ye! who teach the ingenuous youth of nations (Don Juan, Canto II.), vi. 87
Oh! yes, I will own we were dear to each other (Hours of Idleness), i. 126
Oh you, who in all names can tickle the town (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.), vii. 16
On Jordan's banks the Arab's camels stray (Hebrew Melodies), iii. 386
Once fairly set out on his party of pleasure (Jeux d' Esprit, etc.), vii. 41
Once more in Man's frail world! which I had left (Prophecy of Dante, Canto I.), iv. 247
One struggle more, and I am free (Poems 1809-1813), iii. 31, 32, 36
Our life is two fold: Sleep hath its own world (The Dream), iv. 33
Parent of golden dreams, Romance! (Hours of Idleness), i. 174
Posterity will ne'er survey (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.), vii. 65
Rail on, Rail on, ye heartless crew (Hours of Idleness), i. 213
Remember him, whom Passion's power (Poems 1809-1813), iii. 67
Remember thee! Remember thee! (Poems 1809-1813), iii. 59
Remind me not, remind me not (Hours of Idleness), i. 268
River, that rollest by the ancient walls (Poems 1816-1833), iv. 545
Rousseau—Voltaire—our Gibbon—and De Staël (Poems of July-September, 1816), iv. 53
Saint Peter sat by the celestial gate (Vision of Judgment), iv. 487
She walks in Beauty, like the night (Hebrew Melodies), iii. 381
Since now the hour is come at last (Hours of Idleness), i. 12
Since our Country, our God—Oh, my Sire (Hebrew Melodies), iii. 387
Since the refinement of this polish'd age (Hours of Idleness), i. 45
Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run (Corsair, Canto III.), iii. 270
Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run (The Curse of Minerva), i. 457
So we'll go no more a-roving (Poems 1816-1823), iv. 411, 538
Sons of the Greeks, arise (Poems 1809-1813), iii. 20
Spot of my youth! whose hoary branches sigh (Hours of Idleness), i. 208
Star of the brave!—whose beam hath shed (Poems 1814-1816), iii. 436
Start not—nor deem my spirit fled (Hours of Idleness), i. 276
Still must I hear?—shall hoarse Fitzgerald bawl? (English Bards, and Scotch Reviewers), i. 297
Strahan, Tonson, Lintot of the times (Jeux d' Esprit, etc.), vii. 56
Stranger! behold interred together (Jeux d' Esprit, etc.), vii. 11
Sun of the sleepless! melancholy star! (Hebrew Melodies), iii. 399
Sweet girl, though only once we met (Hours of Idleness), i. 38
Tambourgi! Tambourgi! thy 'larum afar (Childe Harold, Canto II.), ii. 146
The antique Persians taught three useful things (Don Juan, Canto XVI.), vi. 572
The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold (Hebrew Melodies), iii. 404.
The chain I gave was fair to view (Poems 1809-1813), iii. 49
The dead have been awakened—shall I sleep? (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.), vii. 83
The Devil returned to Hell by two (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.), vii. 21
The fight was o'er; the flashing through the gloom (Island, Canto III.), v. 618
The Gods of old are silent on their shore (Poems 1816-1823), iv. 566
The "good old times"—all times when old are good (Age of Bronze), v. 541
The Harp the Monarch Minstrel swept (Hebrew Melodies), iii. 382
The Isles of Greece, The Isles of Greece (Don Juan, Canto III.), vi. 169
The King was on his throne (Hebrew Melodies), iii. 397
The kiss, dear maid! thy lip has left (Poems, 1809-1813), iii. 23
The Land where I was born sits by the seas (Francesca of Rimini), iv. 317
The man of firm and noble soul (Hours of Idleness), i. 81
The modest bard, like many a bard unknown (Poems 1809-1813), iii. 15
The Moorish King rides up and down (Poems 1816-1823), iv. 529
The Moralists tell us that Loving is Sinning (Hours of Idleness), i. 262
The morning watch was come; the vessel lay (Island, Canto I.), v. 587
The Night came on the Waters—all was rest (Poems 1814-1816), iii. 419
The "Origin of Love"!—Ah, why (Poems 1809-1813), iii. 65
The roses of Love glad the garden of life (Hours of Idleness), i. 109
The sacred song that on mine ear (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.), iii. 32; vii. 15
The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain (Lara, Canto I.), iii. 323
The Son of Love and Lord of War I sing (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.), vii. 82
The Spell is broke, the charm is flown (Poems 1809-1813), iii. 12
The Spirit of the fervent days of Old (Prophecy of Dante, Canto II.), iv. 255
The wild gazelle on Judah's Hills (Hebrew Melodies), iii. 384
The winds are high on Helle's wave (Bride of Abydos, Canto II.), iii. 178
The world is a bundle of hay (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.), vii. 65
The world is full of orphans: firstly those (Don Juan, Canto XVII.), vi. 608
There be none of Beauty's daughters (Poems 1814-1816), iii. 435
There is a mystic thread of life (Hours of Idleness), i. 234
There is a tear for all that die (Poems 1814-1816), iii. 417
There is a tide in the affairs of men (Don Juan, Canto VI.), vi. 268
There is no more for me to hope (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.), vii. 15
There was a time, I need not name (Hours of Idleness), i. 264
There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away (Poems 1814-1816), iii. 423
There's something in a stupid ass (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.), vii. 63
These locks, which fondly thus entwine (Hours of Idleness), i. 36
They say that Hope is happiness (Poems 1814-1816), iii. 438
Thine eyes' blue tenderness, thy long fair hair (Poems 1809-1813), iii. 70, 390
Think'st thou I saw thy beauteous eyes (Hours of Idleness), i. 8
This Band, which bound thy yellow hair (Hours of Idleness), i. 212
This day, of all our days, has done (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.). vii. 71
This faint resemblance of thy charms (Hours of Idleness), i. 32, 36
This votive pledge of fond esteem (Hours of Idleness), i. 78
Those flaxen locks, those eyes of blue (Hours of Idleness), i. 260
Thou art not false, but thou art fickle (Poems 1809-1818), iii. 64
Thou lay thy branch of laurel down (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.), vii. 19
Thou Power! who hast ruled me through Infancy's days (Hours of Idleness), i. 254
Thou whose spell can raise the dead (Hebrew Melodies), iii. 392
Though the day of my Destiny's over (Poems of July-September, 1816), iv. 54
Through cloudless skies, in silvery sheen (Poems 1809-1818), iii. 11
Through Life's dull road, so dim and dirty (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.), vii. 73
Through thy battlements, Newstead, the hollow winds whistle (Hours of Idleness), i. 1
Thy cheek is pale with thought, but not from woe (Poems 1809-1813), iii. 71
Thy days are done, thy fame begun (Hebrew Melodies), iii. 391
Thy verse is "sad" enough, no doubt (Hours of Idleness), i. 252
Time! on whose arbitrary wing (Poems 1809-1813), iii. 60
'T is done—and shivering in the gale (Hours of Idleness), i. 285
'T is done—but yesterday a King! (Ode to Napoleon Buonaparte), iii. 305
'T is done—I saw it in my dreams (Hours of Idleness), i. 211
'T is fifty years, and yet their fray (Poems 1816-1823), iv. 542
'T is known, at least it should be, that throughout (Beppo), iv. 159
'T is midnight—but it is not dark (Poems 1816-1823), iv. 537
'T is time this heart should be unmoved (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.), vii. 86
Titan! to whose immortal eyes (Poems of July-September, 1816), iv. 48
To be the father of the fatherless (Poems 1816-1823), iv. 548
To hook the Reader, you, John Murray (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.), vii. 44
'T was after dread Pultowa's day (Maseppa), iv. 207
'T was now the hour, when Night had driven (Hours of Idleness), i. 149
'T was now the noon of night, and all was still (Hours of Idleness), i. 217
Unhappy Dives! in an evil hour (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.), vii. 7
Up to battle! Sons of Suli (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.), vii. 83
Warriors and chiefs! should the shaft or the sword (Hebrew Melodies), iii. 393
We do not curse thee, Waterloo! (Poems 1814-1816), iii. 431
We sate down and wept by the waters (Hebrew Melodies), iii. 402
Weep, daughter of a royal line (Poems 1809-1813), iii. 45
Well! thou art happy, and I feel (Hours of Idleness), i. 277; iv. 37
Were my bosom as false as thou deem'st it to be (Hebrew Melodies), iii. 399
What are to me those honours or renown? (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.), vii. 85
What are you doing now? (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.), vii. 43
What matter the pangs of a husband and father? (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.), vii. 71
What say I?—not a syllable further in prose (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.), vi. 39
When a man hath no freedom to fight for at home (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.), vii. 70
When all around grew drear and dark (Poems of the Separation), iii. 544
When amatory poets sing their woes (Don Juan, Canto V.), vi. 218
When Bishop Berkeley said "there was no matter" (Don Juan, Canto XI.), vi. 427
When coldness wraps this suffering clay (Hebrew Melodies), iii. 395
When Dryden's fool, "unknowing what he sought" (Poems 1809-1813), iii. 59
When energising objects men pursue (Poems 1809-1813), iii. 55
When fierce conflicting passions urge (Hours of Idleness), i. 168
When Friendship or Love (Hours of Idleness), i. 49
When from the heart where Sorrow sits (Poems 1809-1813), iii. 69
When I hear you express an affection so warm (Hours of Idleness), i. 23
When I rov'd a young Highlander o'er the dark heath (Hours of Idleness), i. 191
When Man, expell'd from Eden's bowers (Hours of Idleness), i. 282
When Newton saw an apple fall, he found (Don Juan, Canto X.), vi. 400
When slow Disease, with all her host of Pains (Hours of Idleness [Childish Recollections]), i. 84
When some proud son of man returns to earth (Hours of Idleness), i. 280
When the last sunshine of expiring Day (Monody on the Death of Sheridan), iv. 71
When the vain triumph of the imperial lord (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.), vii. 37
When Thurlow this damned nonsense sent (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.), vii. 17
When Time, or soon or late, shall bring (Poems, 1809-1813), iii. 39
When, to their airy hall, my Father's voice (Hours of Idleness), i. 21
When we two parted (Poems 1814-1816), iii. 410
Whene'er I view those lips of thine (Hours of Idleness), i. 76
Where are those honours, Ida, once your own? (Hours of Idleness), i. 16
White as a white sail on a dusky sea (Island, Canto IV.), v. 626
Who hath not glowed above the page where Fame (Poems 1814-1816), iii. 415
Who killed John Keats? (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.), vii. 76
Who would not laugh, if Lawrence, hired to grace (Hints from Horace), i. 389
Why, how now, saucy Tom? (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.), vii. 74
Why, Pigot, complain? (Hours of Idleness), i. 53
Why should my anxious breast repine? (Hours of Idleness), i. 220
With Death doomed to grapple (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.), vii. 64
Without a stone to mark the spot (Poems 1809-1813), iii. 30
Woman! Experience might have told me (Hours of Idleness), i. 43
Would you go to the house by the true gate? (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.), vii. 69
Ye cupids, droop each little head (Hours of Idleness), i. 74
Ye scenes of my childhood, whose lov'd recollection (Hours of Idleness), i. 25
Yes! wisdom shines in all his mien (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.), vii. 12
You call me still your Life.—Oh! change the word (Poems 1809-1813), iii. 72
You have asked for a verse:—the request (Poems 1816-1823), iv. 565
You say you love, and yet your eye (Hours of Idleness), i. 9
Young Oak! when I planted thee deep in the ground (Hours of Idleness), i. 256
Your pardon, my friend (Hours of Idleness), i. 63
Youth, Nature, and relenting Jove (Jeux d'Esprit, etc.), vii. 10