Vision, a by the author of Christabel, When I behold the festive train, (Ode Woman, 179. 269. 328. 522. 527, 528, 529.
LIII. Anacreon,) 91.
Voitures Kiss, rendered by Mrs.
123.
When I loved you, I can't but allow, Woman:-Away, away--you're all the
111.
When Love is kind, 296.
Woods and Forests, Ode to the, 579
Woodpecker, the: I knew by the smoke
that so gracefully curl'd, 183.
Vulcan hear your glorious task, (Ode When Love, rock'd by his mother, 266.
IV. Anacreon,) 65.
When night brings the hour, 295.
When Love was a child, 286.
When my thirsty soul I steep, (Ode Word awaked my heart, thy, 305.
XLVIII. Anacreon,) 89.
World, the fashionable, 309.
When Spring adorns the dewy scene, World is all a fleeting show, this, 299.
(Ode XLI. Anacreon,) 86.
World, when abroad in the, 294.
Would that I were a tuneful lyre, (Ode
Wake thee, my dear-thy dreaming,
Wake up, sweet melody! 359.
When o'er the silent seas alone, 343.
When the first summer bee, 291.
Wales, Princess Charlotte of, 205, et seq. When the wine-cup is smiling before
Walton, Isaac, 443, n.
Waltz Duet, 314.
Warning, a, 152.
War against Babylon! 307.
War's high-sounding harp, 306
Warrior, the dying, 338.
Washington, city of, and the American
rivers, &c., 175. 178, et seq.
Watchman, the; a Glee, 344.
When thou shalt wander, 288.
When the sad word "Adieu," 367.
When thou art nigh, it seems, 363.
When to sad music silent you listen,
365.
When on the lip the sigh delays, 345.
When through life unblest we rove,
239.
When through the Piazzetta, 289.
Waterloo coin, advertisement of a miss- When Time, who steals our years
ing or lost, 595.
We care not; Song, 660.
We read the flying courser's name,
(Ode xxvii. Anacreon,) 79.
Weep, children of Israel! 304.
When wearied wretches sink to sleep,
When wine I quaff, before my eyes,
(Ode L. Anacreon,) 90.
Weep not for those whom the veil of Whene'er I see those smiling eyes, 255.
"the tomb, 299.
When twilight dews are falling soft,
Weeping for thee, my love, through the Where is the heart that would not give,
long day, 321.
Welcome, sweet bird, through the sun-
ny air winging, 333.
Well! peace to thy heart, though anoth-
er's it be, 171.
Well, the Holy, alleged miraculous ap-
pearance of the moon night and day
in the, 398.
Wellington Spa, the, 619.
Wellington, Field Marshal the Duke of,
34. Reinforcements for him, 226. His
Grace and the Ministers, 227. 598.
Wellington, Napoleon, and Waterloo,
543.572.
Were not the sinful Mary's tears, 301.
What's my thought like? 220.
What shall I sing thee? 543.
What the bee is to the floweret, 243.
When Bacchus, Jove's immortal boy,
(Ode XLIX. Anacreon,) 89.
When, casting many a look behind, 111.
When cold in the earth lies the friend
thou hast loved, 254.
When Cupid sees how thickly now,
(Ode LXXVIII. Anacreon,) 101.
When evening shades are falling, 326.
When first that smile, 288.
Where are the visions, 293.
Where is your dwelling, ye sainted,
306.
Where shall we bury our shame? 291.
Whig, Dr., and Dr. Tory, their consul-
tation, 604.
While gazing on the moon's light, 237.
While our rosy fillets shed, (Ode XLIII.
Anacreon,) 87.
While we invoke the wreathed spring,
(Ode Lv. Anacreon,) 92.
Who comes so gracefully, 332.
Who is the maid my spirit seeks, 298.
Who'll buy my love-knots? 288.
Who'll buy? 'tis Folly's shop, 316.
Whose was the artist hand that spread,
(Ode LVII. Anacreon,) 94.
Why does azure deck the sky? 124.
Why does she so long delay? 367.
Wind thy horn, my hunter-boy, 293.
Wine-cup is circling, the, 270.
Wine, praise of, in Lalla Rookh, 450.
452. See also other poems and songs,
230. 234. 245. 252. 263. 267. 270. 290,
291. 293. Wisdom, 244. 250. 291.
Wit, 335. The quiver of, 244.
When first I met thee warm and young, With all my soul, then, let us part, 118.
With twenty chords my lyre is hung,
(Ode LXXI. Anacreon,) 100.
When gold, as fleet as ephyr's pinion,
(Ode LVIII. Anacreon,) 95.
When he who adores thee has left but
the name, 229.
LXXVII. Anacreon,) 101.
Wreath the bowl, 254.
Wreath and the Chain, the, 146.
Write on, write on, ye Barons dear, 581.
Y-th, Earl of, 456. Letter addressed
to, by Thomas Brown the Younger,
207. Some remarks on the same, 217.
221.23, 224.
Years have pass'd, old friend, since we,
372.
Yemen, and the rest of Arabia, alluded
to, 417, et seq.
Yes, be the glorious revel mine, (Ode
XLII. Anacreon,) 86.
Yes-loving is a painful thrill, (Ode
XXIX. Anacreon,) 80.
Yes, sad one of Zion, if closely resem-
bling, 258.
Yes, yes, when the bloom of Love's
boyhood is o'er, 352.
You read it in these spell-bound eyes,
Within this goblet, rich and deep, (Ode Zodiac, the, 533. 691.
XLV. Anacreon,) 88.
Wo, wo unto him! 571.
Zone of bells of an Indian dancing girl,
442.
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