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On Jordan's banks
Jephtha's daughter
Oh! snatch'd away in beauty's bloom
My soul is dark
I saw thee weep
71
Thy days are done
Song of Saul before his last battle
Saul
“ All is vanity, saith the preacher "
When coldness wraps this suffering clay
Vision of Belshazzar
79
Sun of the sleepless
81
Were my bosom as false as thou deem'st it to be
Herod's lament for Mariamne
82
83
On the day of the destruction of Jerusalem by
Titus
84
By the rivers of Babylon we sat down and wept
The destruction of Sennacherib
85
86
From Job
88
Translation of a famous Greek war song
Translation of a Romaic song
Written beneath a picture
On parting
To Thyrza
Stanzas
Euthanasia
On a cornelian heart which was broken
To a youthful friend
To ******
From the Portuguese
Impromptu, in reply to a friend
131