Collected Works (Vol. III)

INDEX OF FIRST LINES 245 O Self Divine! O Living Lord of Me, ii. 20 O sleep of lazy love, be near, ii. 115 O tearless sorrow of long years, li. 82 O the deep wells and springs of tears! iii. 63 O the gloom of these distasteful tomes, li. 25 O there is edged the waning moon, iii. 36 O the time of dule and teen, i. 87 O thou, of Angels fairest and most wise, ii. 15 O triple form of darkness! Sombre splendour ! iil, 177 Our hair deep laden with the scent of earth, iil, I41 Our love takes on a tinge of melancholy, i. 84 Out of the seething cauldron of my woes, i. 202 Out of the waters of the sea, i. 79 Over a sea like stainéd glass, ii, 111 Over the western water lies a solar fire, 1. 214 O virgin! O my sister! Hear me, death! ill, 102 O voice of sightless magic, i. 103 O what pale thoughts like gum exude, ili, 12 O who shall overcome this earth, ii. 47 O world of moonlight, i. 205 PALE vapours lie like phantoms on the sea, i, 122 Paolo ignites, Francesca is consumed, iii. 120 Perfectly sad and perfectly resolved, iii. 114 Peintre, que ton amour inspire, i. 129 Pilgrim of the sun, be this thy scrip, ii. 121 Poor child, poor child, how are you? i. 62 Pray do not ask me where I stand, ii. 146 QUITE careless whether golden gales, ii, 76 Scepticus. Well, my dear Babu, I trust you have slept well, ii. 267 Second, your facts are neatly put, li. 210 Seed of Abel, eat, drink, sleep, ii. 15 Self-damned, the leprous moisture of thy veins sickens the sunshine, i. 115 Senseless the eyes: the brow bereft of sense, ill, 122 Shall beauty avail thee, Carytid, crouched, iil, 112 She dared not come into my room to-night, il. 73 She grew most fearful, 1. 73 She lay within the water, 1. 7 She sits and screams above the folk of peace, ili, T19 She was more graceful than the royal palm, li. 65 Show by thy magic art, ill. 168 Sibyl says nothing—she’s a Sphinx ! iii. 19 Sidonia the Sorceress! I revel in her amber skin, i, 178 Sing, happy nightingale, sing, i. 124 Sing, little bird, it is dawn, i. 14 Six days. Creation took no longer, i. 226 Sleep, O deep splendour of disastrous years, ii, 82 Slow wheels of unbegotten hate, i. 145 Small coffin-worms that burrow in thy brain, ii. 8 Snow-hills and streams, dew-diamonded, i. 14 So faded all the dream, iii. 169 So far at least. I must concede, li. 181 RAIN, rain in May. The river sadly flows, i, 116 Recall, my soul, the sight we twain have looked upon, il. 17 Red is the angry sunset, ii. 5 Rest, like a star at sea, i. 45 Roll, strong life-current of these very veins, iil, 171 Roll through the caverns of matter, i. 211 Rose of the World! iii. 51 Rose of the world! Ay, love, in that warm hour, ili. oI Rose on the breast of the world of spring, ill, Og So far my pen has touched with vivid truth, ili. 46 So fearful is the wrath divine, li. 120 So have the leaves departed, i. 127 So here is my tribute—a jolly good strong ‘un, il. 168 So, love, not thus for you and me! iii, 13 Some lives complain of their own happiness, i. 194 Some sins assume a garb so fine and white, 1, 132 Sometimes I think my blood in waves appears, ll, 18 Some years ago I thought to try, ii. 178 So much when philosophy’s lacteal river, ii. 168 So not one word derogatory, il. 152 -So now the Earl was-well a-weary, il. 49 SACRED, between the serpent fangs of pain, i. 199 1. Sakkaya-diz¢hi. t 4 D Belief in a ‘‘soul,” ii. 249 Sophie ! I loved her, tenderly at worst, i. 194 (1) Sorrow.—Enxistence is Sorrow, ii. 245 So since in England Christ still stands, ii. 147