A certain neighbour lying sick to death
xvi. 19
A Rabbi told me: On the day allowed
xv. 146
Ah, but how each loved each, Marquis!
xv. 188
Ah, did you once see Shelley plain
vi. 190
Ah, Love, but a day
vii. 45
All I believed is true!
v. 28
All I can say is—I saw it!
xiv. 58
All June I bound the rose in sheaves
vi. 159
All’s over, then: does truth sound bitter
vi. 43
All that I know
vi. 125
Among these latter busts we count by scores
v. 175
And so you found that poor room dull
xiv. 70
“And what might that bold man’s announcement
be” xvi. 24
Anyhow, once full Dervish, youngsters came
xvi. 12
As I ride, as I ride
vi. 13
“As like as a Hand to another Hand!”
vii. 62
“Ay, but, Ferishtah,”—a disciple
smirked xvi. 58
Beautiful Evelyn Hope is dead!
vi. 51
Boot, saddle, to horse, and away!
vi. 6
But do not let us quarrel any more
iv. 221
But give them me, the mouth, the eyes, the brow!
vii. 170
Christ God who savest man, save most v. 11 Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles) iv. 279 Could I but live again xiv. 51
Dear and great Angel, wouldst thou only leave vi. 187 Dear, had the world in its caprice vi. 168 Dervish—(though yet un-dervished, call him so xvi. 6
Escape me? vi. 171
Fear death?—to feel the fog in my throat
vii. 168
Fee, faw, fum! bubble and squeak!
v. 167
First I salute this soil of the blessed, river and
rock! xv. 17
Flower—I never fancied, jewel—I
profess you! xiv. 60
Fortu, Fortu, my beloved one
v. 54
Going his rounds one day in Ispahan xvi. 9 Grand rough old Martin Luther v. 90 Grow old along with me! vii. 109 Gr-r-r—there go, my heart’s abhorrence! vi. 26
Had I but plenty of money, money enough and to spare
vi. 66
Hamelin Town’s in Brunswick
v. 102
“Heigho!” yawned one day King Francis
v. 36
Here is a story shall stir you! Stand up, Greeks
dead
and gone
xv. 85
Here is a thing that happened. Like wild beasts
whelped,
for den