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Adieu, adieu! my native shore (_Childe Harold_, Canto I. ), ii. 26

Adieu, thou Hill! where early joy (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 237

Adieu, ye joys of La Valette (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 24

AEgle, beauty and poet, has two little crimes (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _),
vii. 76

Ah! gentle, fleeting, wav'ring sprite (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 20

Ah, heedless girl! why thus disclose (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 244

Ah! Love was never yet without (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 62

Ah!
--What should follow slips from my reflection (_Don Juan_, Canto
XV. ), vi. 544

And dost thou ask the reason of my sadness? (_Jeux of Esprit, etc. _),
vii. 41

And thou art dead, as young and fair (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. _32_, 41

And thou wert sad--yet I was not with thee (_Poems of July-September,
1816_), iv. 63

And "thy true faith can alter never" (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 65

And wilt thou weep when I am low? (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 266

Anne's Eye is liken'd to the Sun (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 244

As by the fix'd decrees of Heaven (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 231

As o'er the cold sepulchral stone (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 4

As the Liberty lads o'er the sea (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc. _), vii. 42

Away, away, ye notes of Woe!