INDEX OF AUTHORS
- Arnold, Matthew (1822-88), [12], [13], [35], [38], [79], [95]
- Blunt, Wilfrid Scawen (b. 1840), [78]
- Bridges, Robert (b. 1844), [11]
- Browning, Robert (1812-89), [49], [77], [91]
- Butler, Arthur Grey (1831-1909), [29]
- Byron, George Gordon, Lord (1788-1824), [25], [47], [53], [56], [60], [80], [87], [88], [96]
- Calverley, Charles Stuart (1831-84), [99]
- Cleveland, John (1613-58), [121]
- Clough, Arthur Hugh (1819-61), [7], [18], [23], [48], [55], [64]
- Coleridge, Samuel Taylor (1772-1834), [14], [98]
- Cowper, William (1731-1800), [118]
- Faber, Frederick William (1814-63), [107]
- Godley, Alfred Denis (b. 1856), [26]
- Goldsmith, Oliver (1728-74), [8]
- Hardy, Thomas (b. 1840), [31], [62]
- Hood, Thomas (1799-1845), [97], [99], [116]
- Keats, John (1795-1821), [39]
- Landor, Walter Savage (1775-1864), [46], [74], [89]
- Locker-Lampson, Frederick (1821-95), [56]
- Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth (1807-82), [5], [44], [69], [103], [108]
- Mangan, James Clarence (1803-49), [120]
- Marvell, Andrew (1621-78), [113]
- Newman, John Henry (1801-90), [75], [76]
- Phillimore, John Swinnerton (b. 1873), [73]
- Prior, Matthew (1664-1721,) [114]
- Rodd, Sir Rennell (b. 1858), [83], [85]
- Rogers, Samuel (1763-1855), [51], [66]
- Rossetti, Dante Gabriel (1828-82), [112]
- Shelley, Percy Bysshe (1792-1822), [52], [86]
- Stevenson, Robert Louis (1850-94), [121]
- Symonds, John Addington (1840-93), [38]
- Tennyson, Alfred, Lord (1809-92), [7], [20], [21], [22], [40], [81]
- Trench, Richard Chenevix (1807-86), [68], [77]
- Watts-Dunton, Theodore (1832-1914), [32], [33]
- Wordsworth, William (1770-1850), [9], [10], [34], [62], [65], [108]
[POEMS ON TRAVEL]
TRAVELS BY THE FIRESIDE
The ceaseless rain is falling fast,
And yonder gilded vane,
Immovable for three days past,
Points to the misty main.
It drives me in upon myself5
And to the fireside gleams,
To pleasant books that crowd my shelf,
And still more pleasant dreams.
I read whatever bards have sung
Of lands beyond the sea,10
And the bright days when I was young
Come thronging back to me.
In fancy I can hear again
The Alpine torrent's roar,
The mule-bells on the hills of Spain,15
The sea at Elsinore.