307. 
Slim-waisted loveling, from his hair and brow, viii. 299. 
Slim-waisted loveling, jetty hair encrowned, i. 116. 
Slim-waisted one whose looks with down of cheek, v. 158. 
Slim-waisted one, whose taste is sweetest sweet, v. 241. 
Sojourn of stranger, in whatever land, vii. 175. 
Sought me this heart’s dear love at gloom of night, vii. 253. 
Source of mine evils, truly, she alone’s, iii. 165. 
Sow kindness seed in the unfittest stead iii. 136. 
Stand by and see the derring-do which I to-day will show, iii.
107
Stand by the ruined home and ask of us, iii. 328. 
Stand thou and hear what fell to me, viii. 228. 
Stand thou by the homes and hail the lords of the ruined stead,
ii. 181. 
Stay! grant one parting look before we part, ii. 15. 
Steer ye your steps to none but me, v. 65. 
Still cleaves to this homestead mine ecstasy, viii. 243. 
Stint ye this blame viii. 254. 
Straitened bosom; reveries dispread, iii. 182. 
Strange is my story, passing prodigy, iv. 139
Strange is the charm which dights her brows like Luna’s disk that
shine, ii. 3. 
Strive he to cure his case, to hide the truth, ii. 320. 
Such is the world, so bear a patient heart, i. 183. 
Suffer mine eye-babes weep lost of love and tears express, viii.
112. 
Suffice thee death such marvels can enhance, iii. 56. 
Sun riseth sheen from her brilliant brow, vii. 246. 
Sweetest of nights the world can show to me, ii. 318. 
Sweetheart!  How long must I await by so long suffering tried? ii.
178. 
Sweetly discourses she on Persian string, viii. 166.

Take all things easy; for all worldly things, iv. 220.  Take thy life and fly whenas evils threat; let the ruined house tell its owner’s fate, i. 109.  Take, O my lord to thee the Rose, viii. 275.  Take patience which breeds good if patience thou can learn, iv. 221.  Take warning, O proud, iv. 118.  Tear-drops have chafed mine eyelids and rail down in wondrous wise, v. 53.  Tell her who turneth from our love to work it injury sore, i. 181.  Tell whoso hath sorrow grief never shall last, i. 15.  That cheek-mole’s spot they evened with a grain, i. 251.  That jetty hair, that glossy brow, i. 203.  That night th’ astrologer a scheme of planets drew, i. 167.  That pair in image quits me not one single hour, ii. 173.  That rarest beauty ever bides my foe, vii. 366.  That sprouting hair upon his face took wreak, v. 161.  The birds took flight at eve and winged their way, viii. 34.  The blear-eyed scapes the pits, i. 265.  The boy like his father shall surely show, i.310.  The breeze o’ morn blows uswards from her trace, viii. 206.  The bushes of golden hued rose excite, viii. 276.  The Bulbul’s note, whenas dawn is nigh, v.48.  The caravan-chief calleth loud o’ night, viii. 239.  The chambers were like a bee-hive well stocked, ix. 292.  The coming unto thee is blest, viii. 167.  The company left with my love by night, ix. 27.  The Compassionate