SEEDS...............1 To get the seeds of wild flowers, and to plant them Foster-Mother
SEEK................3 And so with many a hope I seek, Lewti To seek the hedge of Harry Gill. Goody Blake The church-yard path to seek: The Thorn
SEEKING.............1 "But we must still be seeking? Expostulation
SEEM................3 All pale and wasted I would seem, Lewti That patience now doth seem a thing, of which Old Man Travelling With some uncertain notice, as might seem, Tintern Abbey
SEEM'D..............4 At first it seem'd a little speck Ancyent Marinere III And then it seem'd a mist: Ancyent Marinere III How they seem'd to fill the sea and air Ancyent Marinere V It seem'd a thrill of pleasure. Lines in Early Spring
SEEMED..............7 Scarce seemed there to be. Ancyent Marinere VII We seemed still more and more to prize each other: Female Vagrant Until it seemed to bring a joy to my despair. Female Vagrant I seemed transported to another world: -- Female Vagrant And thanks and praises seemed to run Simon Lee Sturdy he seemed, though he was sad; Last of the Flock My flock, it seemed to melt away. Last of the Flock
SEEMS...............6 How mournfully it seems to fly, Lewti Which seems a sense of joy to yield Lines near my House And seems no longer in a hurry. Idiot Boy He seems, I think, the reins to give; Idiot Boy All effort seems forgotten, one to whom Old Man Travelling The silence of sorrow it seems to supply, Convict
SEEN...............12 To have seen those dead men rise. Ancyent Marinere V Of what might else be seen. Ancyent Marinere VI "Their graves are green, they may be seen," We Are Seven All colours that were ever seen, The Thorn And there was often seen. The Thorn And yet I have not often seen Last of the Flock Seen through the steams and vapour of his dungeon, Dungeon In tree and tower was Johnny seen, Idiot Boy In five months' time, should he be seen, Idiot Boy "What you have heard, what you have seen, Idiot Boy No doubt too he the moon had seen; Idiot Boy That in thy waters may be seen Near Richmond
SEES................4 She sees him in his traveling trim; Idiot Boy The moon's in heaven, as Betty sees, Idiot Boy And now, all full in view, she sees Idiot Boy And Betty sees the pony too: Idiot Boy
SEEST...............1 Thou seest, and he would gaze till it became Yew-Tree near Esthwaite
SEIZE...............1 He watch'd to seize old Goody Blake. Goody Blake
SEIZED..............5 A fever seized him, and he made confession Foster-Mother Which brought this judgment: so the youth was seized Foster-Mother In spite of his dissuasion, seized a boat, Foster-Mother All, all was seized, and weeping, side by side, Female Vagrant Seized their joint prey, the mother and the child! Female Vagrant
SELDOM..............2 For better lore would seldom yearn, Anecdote for Fathers Pass by her door -- tis seldom shut -- The Thorn
SELF................2 Is, that I have my inner self abused, Female Vagrant The doctor's self would hardly spare, Idiot Boy
SELF-CONSUMED.......1 But if grief, self-consumed, in oblivion would doze, Convict
SELF-SAME...........1 The self-same moment I could pray; Ancyent Marinere IV
SELFISH.............1 Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Tintern Abbey
SEMBLANCE...........1 Semblance, with straw and panniered ass, they made Female Vagrant
SEND................4 Did send a dismal sheen; Ancyent Marinere I (Heaven's mother send us grace) Ancyent Marinere III She quite forgot to send the Doctor, Idiot Boy Could I with thee a message send. Forsaken Indian
SENDS...............1 What hope it sends to Betty's heart! Idiot Boy
SENSATION...........1 With one sensation, and those wakeful Birds Nightingale
SENSATIONS..........1 In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Tintern Abbey
SENSE...............8 And is of sense forlorn: Ancyent Marinere VII Of hideous sense; I sunk, nor step could crawl, Female Vagrant These things just served to stir the torpid sense, Female Vagrant Which seems a sense of joy to yield Lines near my House All soothers of sense their soft virtue shall yield, Convict While here I stand, not only with the sense Tintern Abbey Of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime Tintern Abbey In nature and the language of the sense, Tintern Abbey
SENSES..............3 Her senses back again: The Thorn Her looks were calm, her senses clear. The Thorn No wonder if her senses fail, Idiot Boy
SENT................3 She sent the gentle sleep from heaven Ancyent Marinere V Into her bones was sent: The Thorn Sent up, in silence, from among the trees, Tintern Abbey
