Royal Bench329Dark, deep, and cold the current flows596Dark to me is the earth. Dark to me are the heavens823Daughter to that good Earl, once President326Dear Lord, receive my son, whose winning love231Dear love, for nothing less than thee209Dear Lucy, you know what my wish is724Death, be not proud, though some have callàd thee211Deep on the convent-roof the snows711‘Do you remember me? or are you proud?574Does the road wind uphill all the way?793Dorinda’s sparkling wit, and eyes420Down by the salley gardens my love and I did meet904Down the blue night the unending columns press961Drink to me only with thine eyes195Drop, drop, slow tears229Earth has not anything to show more fair534E’en like two little bank-dividing brooks284Elected Silence, sing to me836Enough; and leave the rest to Fame!371Even such is Time, that takes in trust87Ever let the Fancy roam638Everyone suddenly burst out singing959Fain would I change that note77Fair Amoret is gone astray443Fair and fair, and twice so fair111Fair daffodils, we weep to see260Fair is my Love and cruel as she’s fair123 (I)Fair pledges of a fruitful tree261Fair stood the wind for France129False though she be to me and love442Fame is a food that dead men eat829Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing163Fear no more the heat o’ the sun150Felix Randal the farrier, O he is dead then? my duty all ended837Fine knacks for ladies! cheap, choice, brave, and new66First came the primrose775Flowers nodding gaily, scent in air922Fly envious Time, till thou run out thy race316Fly hence, shadows, that do keep243Follow a shadow, it still flies you197Follow thy fair sun, unhappy shadow!180Follow your saint, follow with accents sweet!181Foolish prater, what dost thou360For Exmoor797For her gait, if she be walking251For knighthood is not in the feats of warre40For trewthe telleth that love is triacle of hevene12Forbear, bold youth; all’s heaven here409Forget not yet the tried intent42Fra bank to bank, fra wood to wood I rin124Fresh Spring, the herald of loves mighty king88From harmony, from heavenly harmony412From low to high doth dissolution climb553From the forests and highlands612From you have I been absent in the spring167From you, Ianthe, little troubles pass573Full fathom five thy father lies141Gather ye rosebuds while ye may256Get up, get up for shame! The blooming morn255Gipsy queen of the night, wraith of the fire-lit dark937Give a man a horse he can ride803Give all to love677Give me my scallop-shell of quiet86Give pardon, blessàd soul, to my bold cries120Give place, you ladies, and begone!61Glad, but not flush’d with gladness815Glory be to God for dappled things835Go and catch a falling star206Go fetch to me a pint o’ wine510Go, for they call you, Shepherd, from the hill759Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand690Go, little book, and wish to all861Go, lovely Rose313God Lyaeus, ever young221God of our fathers, known of old900God who created me875Good-morrow to the day so fair276Great men have been among us; hands that penn’d539Had I the heavens’ embroider’d cloths905Had we but world enough, and time367Hail, beauteous stranger of the grove!490Hail holy light, ofspring of Heav’n first-born331Hail, sister springs346Hail to thee, blithe spirit!615Hallow the threshold, crown the posts anew!341Hame, hame, hame, O hame fain wad I be597Happy those early days, when I372Hard is the stone, but harder still942Hark! ah, the Nightingale761Hark! hark! the lark at heaven’s gate sings149Hark! Now everything is still226Hark! the flow of the four rivers685Hark! the mavis’ evening sang520Hast thou a cunning instrument of play799Haylle, comly and clene! Haylle, yong child!27He first deceased; she for a little tried190He that is by Mooni now831He that is down needs fear no fall378He that loves a rosy cheek300He who has once been happy is for aye824Heap cassia, sandal-buds and stripes725Hear the voice of the Bard502Hear, ye ladies that despise220Helen, thy beauty is to me701Hence, all you vain delights223Hence, heart, with her that must depart51Hence loathàd Melancholy318Hence vain deluding joyes319Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee270Here a little child I stand279Here a pretty baby lies281Here by the grey north sea880Here doth Dionysia lie755Here in the country’s heart895Here, in this little Bay772Here in this sequester’d close827Here lies a most beautiful lady933Here she lies, a pretty bud280Here they went with smock and crook965Hey nonny no!67Hey! now the day dawis56Hierusalem, my happy home70High and solemn mountains guard Rioupàroux954High-spirited friend201Highway, since you my chief Parnassus be102His golden locks Time hath to silver turn’d113Hither thou com’st: the busy wind all night377How changed is here each spot man makes or fills!760How happy is he born and taught189How like a Winter hath my absence been166How near me came the hand of Death247How sleep the brave, who sink to rest470How splendid in the morning glows955How vainly men themselves amaze369Hush! my dear, lie still
By PanEris using Melati.
