Collected Works (Vol. III)

242 INDEX OF FIRST LINES GIANT, with iron secrecies ennighted, iii. 122 Glory and praise to thee, O Satan, ii, 18 God, I have rowed! iii. 28 God of the golden face and fiery forehead, ii. 22 Gone to his Goddess! the poor worm’s asleep, 1, 239 Good bends and breathes into the rosy shell, lll, 120 Go to the woodlands, English maid, i. 7 Great Liberator, come again, ii. 3 Green and gold the meadows lie, i. 24 HA! HA! Inthe storm I ride, ii. 136 Hail, child of Semelé! iii. 205 Hail! Hail! Hail! ii. 130 Hail, O Dionysus! Hail! iii. 203 Hail, sweet my sister! hail, adulterous spouse, ili, 86 Hail to Thee, Lady bright, i. 243 Hail, Tyche! From the Amalthean horn, iii. 120 Hangs over me the fine false gold, ii. 127 Ha! whoinvokes! What horror rages, iii. 194 He did not kiss me with his mouth, i. 100 He’s gone—his belly filled enough, ii. 163 He hath made His face as a fire, i. 89 He is here! He is here! ili. 206 He is the equal of the gods, my queen, i. 250 Hence I account no promise worse, ii. 156 Here goes my arrow to the gold, ii. 154 Here in the evening curl white mists, i, 118 Here in the extreme west of all the earth, ii. 67 Here, in the home of a friend, i. 154 Here in the wild Caucasian night, i. 125 Here is a man! _ For all the world to see, ili, L1O Here most philosophers agree, ii. 173 Here, on the crimson strand of blood-red waters, 1. 15 Here's a test, il. 179 Here’s how I got a better learning, ii. 164 Here's just the chance you'd have, ii. 149 Here, then, lives the pretty piece of goods, lii, 38 Here we come to what in a way is the funda- mental joke of these precepts, ii. 193 Heroic helpmeet of the silent home! ili. 118 Hers was the first sufficient sacrifice, ii. 52 He who desires desires a change, ili. 87 Holy as heaven, the home of winds, i. 95 Horace, in the fruitful Sabine country, 1. 127 How barren is the Valley of Delight, i. 179 How easy to excite derision, ii. 176 How hardly a man, iii. 151 How light and how agreeable, i. 156 How sweet the soft looks shoot, ii. 78 How tedious I always find, ii. 184 How things are changed since Alice was so ill, li, 81 ‘* How very hard it is to be,” ii, 168 ‘* How you bungle!’”’ growled Ganesha, ii, 228 I ALMOST wonder if I ought, iii. 89 Iam a boy in this. Alas! ili. 3 Iamaman. Consider first, iii. 8 I am a pretty advocate, ili, 6 I am so sad, being alone to-night, iii, 66 I behold in a mist of hair involving, ‘ill. 58 I bring ye wine from above, iil. 207 Icarus cries: ‘‘ My love is robed in light, iii. 120 I come to tell you why I shun, ii. 169 I could not let her leave me, ii. 82 I do not feel myself inclined, ii. 173 I draw no picture of the Fates, ili, 22 I drew a hideous talisman of lust, ii. 66 I feel thee shudder, clinging to my arm, i. 119 I find some folks think me (for one), ii, 177 I flung out of chapel and church, il. 144 If you please, sir, a gentleman has called, i, 60 I had a fearful dream, li. 73 I have no heart to sing, il, 68 I hear the waters faint and far, 11, 106 I killed my wife—not meaning to, indeed, i, 182 I kissed the face of Flavia fair, iil. 60 I know. When Ramoth-Gilead’s field, i. 131 I lay within the forest’s virgin womb, il. 32 I looked beneath her eyelids, i. 98 Tl learnt at last some sort of confidence, ii. 68 I lie in liquid moonlight, ii. 34 -Ilove you. That seems simple? No! iil. 6 I met a Christian clergyman, ii. 149 ‘I moved. Remote from fear and pain, iii. 105 ' Impossible that we shall ever part, ii. 82 ' I must be ready for my friend to-night, ii. 37 ‘In Act III. we have another illustration, ii. 188 In all the skies the planets and the stars, ii. 53 In Ares’ grove, the sworded trees, ii. 90 In Asia, on the Nysian plains, she played, iti. 190 In child-like meditative mood, ili. 165 In Life what hope is always unto men, il. 65 In middle music of Apollo's corn, i. 193 In my distress I made complaint to Death, i, 181 In mystic dolour wrapt, the ascetic turns, Ili. 121