O Nightingale ! thou surely art.
Three years she grew in sun and shower
A slumber did my spirit seal
I wandered lonely as a cloud
The Reverie of Poor Susan
Power of Music
Written in March, while resting on the Bridge at the foot of Brother's Water
Lyre ! though such power do in thy magic live.
Sequel to the Foregoing, composed many Years after
Resolution and Independence
Hart-leap Well.-Part I.
---Part II. .
Song at the Feast of Brougham Castle, upon the Restoration of Lord Clifford, the Shepherd, to
the Estates and Honours of his Ancestors
Lines, composed a few miles above Tintern Abbey, on revisiting the Banks of the Wye during
a Tour, July 13, 1798
It is no Spirit who from heaven hath flown
French Revolution, as it appeared to Enthusiasts at its Commencement. Reprinted from “ The
Yes, it was the mountain Echo
To a Sky-lark
The Pass of Kirkstone
To on her First Ascent to the Summit of Helvellyn
To a Young Lady, who had been reproached for taking long Walks in the Country
View from the top of Black Comb
The Haunted Tree. Το
The Wishing-gate destroyed
The Primrose of the Rock
To the Clouds
Suggested by a Picture of the Bird of Paradise
A Jewish Family
On the Power of Sound