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INDEX OF FIRST LINES
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A thousand, a thousand, a thousand 137
Ah, broken is the golden bowl! — the spirit flown forever 68
As for Locke, he is all in my eye 138
As turns the eye to bless the hand that led its infant years .... 145
At midnight, in the month of June 63
At morn — at noon — at twilight dim 78
Because I feel that, in the Heavens above 133
Beloved! amid the earnest woes 79
By a route obscure and lonely 107
Dim vales — and shadowy floods — 53
Elizabeth, it is in vain you say 136
Elizabeth, it surely is most fit 136
Fair isle, that from the fairest of all flowers 102
Fair river! in thy bright, clear flow 51
Flow softly — gently — vital stream 139
For her these lines are penned, whose luminous eyes 115
From childhood's hour I have not been 138
Gaily bedight 128
Hear the sledges with the bells 122
Helen, thy beauty is to me 56
I dwelt alone 114
I heed not that my earthly lot 52
I saw thee on thy bridal day 21
I saw thee once — once only — years ago 126
In the greenest of our valleys 102
In Heaven a spirit doth dwell 57
In spring of youth it was my lot 32
In visions of the dark night 30
In youth have I known one with whom the Earth 28
It was many and many a year ago 134
Kind solace in a dying hour! 1
Lady! I would that verse of mine 144
Lo! Death has reared himself a throne 59
Lol ’t is a gala night 105
Not long ago, the writer of these lines 121
O! Nothing earthly save the ray 34
Of all who hail thy presence as the morning 116
Oh! that my young life were a lasting dream! 22
Once it smiled a silent dell 72
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary . 109
Romance, who loves to nod and sing 49
Science! true daughter of Old Time thou art l 33
See the White Eagle soaring aloft to the sky 141
“Seldom we find,” says Solomon Don Dunce 121
Take this kiss upon the brow 26
Thank Heaven! the crisis 129
The bowers whereat, in dreams, I see 51
The happiest day, the happiest hour 31
The only king by right divine 143
The ring is on my hand 100
The skies they were ashen and sober 117
There are some qualities — some incorporate things 104
They have giv’n her to another 140
Thou art sad, Castiglione 80
Thou wast that all to me, love 77
Thou wouldst be loved ? — then let thy heart 80
Thy soul shall find itself alone 23
’Twas noontide of summer 25
Type of the antique Rome! Rich reliquary 75
When from your gems of thought I turn 142
When melancholy and alone 139
Where the river ever floweth 142
Who is king but Epiphanes? 137
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Notes:
None.
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[S:0 - KCP, 1917] - Edgar Allan Poe Society of Baltimore - Works - Index of First Lines (ed. K. Campbell, 1917)