ALTAR...............2
 Nor altar heap'd with flowers;                             Ode to Psyche Stanza 3
 To what green altar, O mysterious priest,                  Ode on a Grecian Urn Stanza 4


AMID................2
 She stood in tears amid the alien corn;                    Ode to a Nightingale Stanza 7
 Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?                 To Autumn Stanza 2


AMONG...............4
 Fluttering among the faint Olympians,                      Ode to Psyche Stanza 4
 And be among her cloudy trophies hung.                     Ode on Melancholy Stanza 3
 What thou among the leaves hast never known,               Ode to a Nightingale Stanza 3
 Among the river shallows, borne aloft                      To Autumn Stanza 3


AMOROUS.............1
 Or Vesper, amorous glow-worm of the sky;                   Ode to Psyche Stanza 3


AN..................2
 And hides the green hill in an April shroud;               Ode on Melancholy Stanza 2
 In such an ecstasy!                                        Ode to a Nightingale Stanza 6


ANCIENT.............1
 In ancient days by emperor and clown:                      Ode to a Nightingale Stanza 7


AND................78
 By sweet enforcement and remembrance dear,                 Ode to Psyche Stanza 1
 And pardon that thy secrets should be sung                 Ode to Psyche Stanza 1
 And, on the sudden, fainting with surprise,                Ode to Psyche Stanza 1
 Of leaves and tremblèd blossoms, where there ran           Ode to Psyche Stanza 1
 Blue, silver-white, and budded Tyrian,                     Ode to Psyche Stanza 2
 Their arms embraced, and their pinions too;                Ode to Psyche Stanza 2
 And ready still past kisses to outnumber                   Ode to Psyche Stanza 2
 O latest born and loveliest vision far                     Ode to Psyche Stanza 3
 Holy the air, the water, and the fire;                     Ode to Psyche Stanza 4
 I see, and sing, by my own eyes inspired.                  Ode to Psyche Stanza 4
 So let me be thy choir, and make a moan                    Ode to Psyche Stanza 4
 Yes, I will be thy priest, and build a fane                Ode to Psyche Stanza 5
 And there by zephyrs, streams, and birds, and bees,        Ode to Psyche Stanza 5
 And there by zephyrs, streams, and birds, and bees,        Ode to Psyche Stanza 5
 And there by zephyrs, streams, and birds, and bees,        Ode to Psyche Stanza 5
 And in the midst of this wide quietness                    Ode to Psyche Stanza 5
 With buds, and bells, and stars without a name,            Ode to Psyche Stanza 5
 With buds, and bells, and stars without a name,            Ode to Psyche Stanza 5
 And there shall be for thee all soft delight               Ode to Psyche Stanza 5
 A bright torch, and a casement ope at night,               Ode to Psyche Stanza 5
 Thou foster-child of silence and slow time,                Ode on a Grecian Urn Stanza 1
 What pipes and timbrels?  What wild ecstasy?               Ode on a Grecian Urn Stanza 1
 For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!                  Ode on a Grecian Urn Stanza 2
 And, happy melodist, unwearièd,                            Ode on a Grecian Urn Stanza 3
 For ever warm and still to be enjoy'd,                     Ode on a Grecian Urn Stanza 3
 For ever panting, and for ever young;                      Ode on a Grecian Urn Stanza 3
 That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloy'd,             Ode on a Grecian Urn Stanza 3
 A burning forehead, and a parching tongue.                 Ode on a Grecian Urn Stanza 3
 And all her silken flanks with garlands drest?             Ode on a Grecian Urn Stanza 4
 And, little town, thy streets for evermore                 Ode on a Grecian Urn Stanza 4
 Will silent be; and not a soul to tell                     Ode on a Grecian Urn Stanza 4
 Of marble men and maidens overwrought,                     Ode on a Grecian Urn Stanza 5
 With forest branches and the trodden weed;                 Ode on a Grecian Urn Stanza 5
 Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.'                Ode on a Grecian Urn Stanza 5
 And drown the wakeful anguish of the soul.                 Ode on Melancholy Stanza 1
 And hides the green hill in an April shroud;               Ode on Melancholy Stanza 2
 Emprison her soft hand, and let her rave,                  Ode on Melancholy Stanza 2
 And feed deep, deep upon her peerless eyes.                Ode on Melancholy Stanza 2
 And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips                    Ode on Melancholy Stanza 3
 Bidding adieu; and aching Pleasure nigh,                   Ode on Melancholy Stanza 3
 And be among her cloudy trophies hung.                     Ode on Melancholy Stanza 3
 My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains                Ode to a Nightingale Stanza 1
 One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk:                 Ode to a Nightingale Stanza 1
 Of beechen green, and shadows numberless,                  Ode to a Nightingale Stanza 1
 Tasting of Flora and the country green,                    Ode to a Nightingale Stanza 2
 Dance, and Provencal song, and sunburnt mirth!             Ode to a Nightingale Stanza 2
 Dance, and Provencal song, and sunburnt mirth!             Ode to a Nightingale Stanza 2
 And purple-stainèd mouth;                                  Ode to a Nightingale Stanza 2
 That I might drink, and leave the world unseen,            Ode to a Nightingale Stanza 2
 And with thee fade away into the forest dim -              Ode to a Nightingale Stanza 2
 Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget                  Ode to a Nightingale Stanza 3
 The weariness, the fever, and the fret                     Ode to a Nightingale Stanza 3
 Here, where men sit and hear each other groan;             Ode to a Nightingale Stanza 3
 Where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin, and dies;        Ode to a Nightingale Stanza 3
 Where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin, and dies;        Ode to a Nightingale Stanza 3
 And leaden-eyed despairs,                                  Ode to a Nightingale Stanza 3
 Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards,                    Ode to a Nightingale Stanza 4
 Though the dull brain perplexes and retards.               Ode to a Nightingale Stanza 4
 And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne,                 Ode to a Nightingale Stanza 4
 Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.           Ode to a Nightingale Stanza 4
 The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild;           Ode to a Nightingale Stanza 5
 White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine;                Ode to a Nightingale Stanza 5
 And mid-May's eldest child,                                Ode to a Nightingale Stanza 5
 Darkling I listen; and, for many a time                    Ode to a Nightingale Stanza 6
 Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain --        Ode to a Nightingale Stanza 6
 In ancient days by emperor and clown:                      Ode to a Nightingale Stanza 7
 Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep                 Ode to a Nightingale Stanza 8
 Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,                   To Autumn Stanza 1
 Conspiring with him how to load and bless                  To Autumn Stanza 1
 And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core,              To Autumn Stanza 1
 To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells             To Autumn Stanza 1
 And still more, later flowers for the bees,                To Autumn Stanza 1
 Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers;          To Autumn Stanza 2
 And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep                To Autumn Stanza 2
 And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue,                To Autumn Stanza 3
 And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn,          To Autumn Stanza 3
 Hedge-crickets sing, and now with treble soft              To Autumn Stanza 3
 And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.               To Autumn Stanza 3