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