| ANEW..................3 | |
| Lament anew, Urania! He died, | Adonais IV |
| Most musical of mourners, weep anew! | Adonais V |
| Most musical of mourners, weep anew! | Adonais VI |
| ANGEL.................2 | |
| Lost Angel of a ruin'd Paradise! | Adonais X |
| And scar'd the angel soul that was its earthly guest! | Adonais XVII |
| ANGELS................1 | |
| Angels of rain and lightning: there are spread | Ode to the West Wind |
| ANNIHILATION..........1 | |
| Blush'd to annihilation, and the breath | Adonais XXV |
| ANNOYANCE.............1 | |
| Shadow of annoyance | To a Skylark |
| ANOTHER...............3 | |
| Another clipp'd her profuse locks, and threw | Adonais XI |
| Another in her wilful grief would break | Adonais XI |
| Another Splendour on his mouth alit, | Adonais XII |
| ANOTHER'S.............1 | |
| Who in another's fate now wept his own, | Adonais XXXIV |
| ANSWER'D..............1 | |
| He answer'd not, but with a sudden hand | Adonais XXXIV |
| ANTIQUE...............1 | |
| I met a traveller from an antique land | Ozymandias |
| ANTS..................1 | |
| The ants, the bees, the swallows reappear; | Adonais XVIII |
| APACE.................1 | |
| Within the twilight chamber spreads apace | Adonais VIII |
| APART.................1 | |
| He came the last, neglected and apart; | Adonais XXXIII |
| APOLLO................1 | |
| When, like Apollo, from his golden bow | Adonais XXVIII |
| APPEAR................1 | |
| And on the pedestal these words appear: | Ozymandias |
| APPOINTED.............1 | |
| Like stars to their appointed height they climb, | Adonais XLIV |
| APPROACHING...........1 | |
| The locks of the approaching storm. Thou dirge | Ode to the West Wind |
| APPROV'D..............1 | |
| Arose; and Lucan, by his death approv'd: | Adonais XLV |
| ARE...................24 | |
| Of life, at that sweet time when winds are wooing | Hymn to Intellectual Beauty |
| O'er which clouds are bright'ning, | To a Skylark |
| Keen as are the arrows | To a Skylark |
| What sweet thoughts are thine: | To a Skylark |
| What objects are the fountains | To a Skylark |
| Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. | To a Skylark |
| That in books are found, | To a Skylark |
| Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, | Ode to the West Wind |
| Loose clouds like earth's decaying leaves are shed, | Ode to the West Wind |
| Angels of rain and lightning: there are spread | Ode to the West Wind |
| What if my leaves are falling like its own! | Ode to the West Wind |
| Whence are we, and why are we? of what scene | Adonais XXI |
| Whence are we, and why are we? of what scene | Adonais XXI |
| As long as skies are blue, and fields are green, | Adonais XXI |
| As long as skies are blue, and fields are green, | Adonais XXI |
| May be eclips'd, but are extinguish'd not; | Adonais XLIV |
| And many more, whose names on Earth are dark, | Adonais XLVI |
| And of the past are all that cannot pass away. | Adonais XLVIII |
| Here pause: these graves are all too young as yet | Adonais LI |
| Flowers, ruins, statues, music, words, are weak | Adonais LII |
| Thy hopes are gone before: from all things here | Adonais LIII |
| Burns bright or dim, as each are mirrors of | Adonais LIV |
| The massy earth and sphered skies are riven! | Adonais LV |
| Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are. | Adonais LV |
| ARIGHT................1 | |
| Fond wretch! and know thyself and him aright. | Adonais XLVII |
| ARISE.................1 | |
| Had held in holy silence, cried: Arise! | Adonais XXII |
| AROSE.................1 | |
| Arose; and Lucan, by his death approv'd: | Adonais XLV |
| AROUND................1 | |
| Melts around thy flight; | To a Skylark |
| ARROW.................1 | |
| The Pythian of the age one arrow sped | Adonais XXVIII |
| ARROWS................1 | |
| Keen as are the arrows | To a Skylark |
| ART...................11 | |
| Of human thought or form, where art thou gone? | Hymn to Intellectual Beauty |
| Didst thou, unknown and awful as thou art, | Hymn to Intellectual Beauty |
| Thou, that to human thought art nourishment, | Hymn to Intellectual Beauty |
| In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. | To a Skylark |
| Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight, | To a Skylark |
| What thou art we know not; | To a Skylark |
| Wild Spirit, which art moving everywhere; | Ode to the West Wind |
| Now thou art dead, as if it were a part | Adonais XXVI |
| All that I am to be as thou now art! | Adonais XXVI |
| The Stranger's mien, and murmur'd: Who art thou? | Adonais XXXIV |
| Thou art become as one of us, they cry, | Adonais XLVI |
| AS....................54 | |
| This various world with as inconstant wing | Hymn to Intellectual Beauty |
| As summer winds that creep from flower to flower; | Hymn to Intellectual Beauty |
| Didst thou, unknown and awful as thou art, | Hymn to Intellectual Beauty |
| Depart not as thy shadow came, | Hymn to Intellectual Beauty |
| As if it could not be, as if it had not been! | Hymn to Intellectual Beauty |
| As if it could not be, as if it had not been! | Hymn to Intellectual Beauty |
| Keen as are the arrows | To a Skylark |
| As, when night is bare, | To a Skylark |
| As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. | To a Skylark |
| With music sweet as love, which overflows her bower: | To a Skylark |
| The world should listen then, as I am listening now. | To a Skylark |
| I were as in my boyhood, and could be | Ode to the West Wind |
| As then, when to outstrip thy skiey speed | Ode to the West Wind |
| As thus with thee in prayer in my sore need. | Ode to the West Wind |
| Oh, lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud! | Ode to the West Wind |
| Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is: | Ode to the West Wind |
| Scatter, as from an unextinguish'd hearth | Ode to the West Wind |
| He lies, as if in dewy sleep he lay; | Adonais VII |
| She knew not 'twas her own; as with no stain | Adonais X |
| Wash'd his light limbs as if embalming them; | Adonais XI |
| Her bow and winged reeds, as if to stem | Adonais XI |
| And, as a dying meteor stains a wreath | Adonais XII |
| Her kindling buds, as if she Autumn were, | Adonais XVI |
| Nor to himself Narcissus, as to both | Adonais XVI |
| As Albion wails for thee: the curse of Cain | Adonais XVII |
| As it has ever done, with change and motion, | Adonais XIX |
| Be as a sword consum'd before the sheath | Adonais XX |
| But for our grief, as if it had not been, | Adonais XXI |
| As long as skies are blue, and fields are green, | Adonais XXI |
| As long as skies are blue, and fields are green, | Adonais XXI |
| Swift as a Thought by the snake Memory stung, | Adonais XXII |
| Even as a ghost abandoning a bier, | Adonais XXIII |
| As silent lightning leaves the starless night! | Adonais XXV |
| Kiss me, so long but as a kiss may live; | Adonais XXVI |
| Now thou art dead, as if it were a part | Adonais XXVI |
| All that I am to be as thou now art! | Adonais XXVI |
| O gentle child, beautiful as thou wert, | Adonais XXVII |
| Defenceless as thou wert, oh, where was then | Adonais XXVII |
| As the last cloud of an expiring storm | Adonais XXXI |
| Whose thunder is its knell; he, as I guess, | Adonais XXXI |
| Vibrated, as the ever-beating heart | Adonais XXXIII |
| As in the accents of an unknown land | Adonais XXXIV |
| And like a beaten hound tremble thou shalt -- as now. | Adonais XXXVII |
| To its own likeness, as each mass may bear; | Adonais XLIII |
| Yet faded from him; Sidney, as he fought | Adonais XLV |
| And as he fell and as he liv'd and lov'd | Adonais XLV |
| And as he fell and as he liv'd and lov'd | Adonais XLV |
| Oblivion as they rose shrank like a thing reprov'd. | Adonais XLV |
| So long as fire outlives the parent spark, | Adonais XLVI |
| Thou art become as one of us, they cry, | Adonais XLVI |
| As from a centre, dart thy spirit's light | Adonais XLVII |
| For such as he can lend -- they borrow not | Adonais XLVIII |
| Here pause: these graves are all too young as yet | Adonais LI |
| Burns bright or dim, as each are mirrors of | Adonais LIV |