“Wallenstein,” ballad from
Wawd (or Wodd) of the East India House
Westwood, Frances, the Lambs’ poems to
“Whale, The Triumph of the”
“What is an Album?”
Widford and Blakesware
“Wife’s Trial, The”
Wilde, Sergeant, Mrs., Lamb’s verses to
William IV., Lamb’s epigram on
Williams, Mrs., of Fornham, and family
Wood, Matthew, Lamb’s sonnet to
WOODVIL, JOHN, poems in
Wordsworth, Dora, Lamb’s poem to
John, lines on his death
“WORKS,” 1818, dedication of
“Written a Year after the Events”
“Written at Cambridge”
“Written on Christmas Day”
“Written on the Day of my Aunt’s Funeral”
“Written soon after the Preceding Poem”
“Written upon the Cover of a Blotting Book”
“Young Catechist, The”
“Young Friend, To a” (two poems)
“Young Lady, To a”
A Heart which felt unkindness, yet complained not,
A passing glance was all I caught of thee, 79.
A sight like this might find apology, 92.
A stranger, and alone, I past those scenes, 21.
A thief, on dreary Bagshot’s heath well known, 364.
A timid grace sits trembling in her eye, 8.
A tuneful challenge rings from either side, 66.
A weeping Londoner I am, 247.
Adsciscit sibi divitias et opes alienas, 123.
Alas! how am I chang’d! Where be the tears, 22.
All are not false. I knew a youth who died, 85.
All unadvised, and in an evil hour, 118.
Alone, obscure, without a friend, 12.
An Album is a Banquet: from the store, 78.
An Album is a Garden, not for show, 46.
An Ape is but a trivial beast, 89.
An author who has given you all delight, 140.
And hath thy blameless life become, 70.
Array’d—a half-angelic sight, 52.
As swallows shrink before the wintry blast, 126.
As when a child on some long winter’s night, 4.
At Eton School brought up with dull boys, 115.