SINGS...............4 The Nightingale sings o'er her head; Lewti The red-breast sings from the tall larch Lines near my House I'll teach him how the owlet sings. Mad Mother And hark! How blithe the throstle sings! Tables Turned
SIR.................7 "And often after sunset, Sir, We Are Seven -- "Shame on me, Sir! this lusty lamb, Last of the Flock Ten children, Sir! had I to feed, Last of the Flock Sir! 'twas a precious flock to me, Last of the Flock They dwindled, Sir, sad sight to see! Last of the Flock "Oh Sir! you know I'm Betty Foy, Idiot Boy "Sir! I am going many miles to take Old Man Travelling
SIRE................2 The bending body of my active sire; Female Vagrant When from the last hill-top, my sire surveyed, Female Vagrant
SISTER..............5 My Friend, and my Friend's Sister! we have learnt Nightingale My Sister! ('tis a wish of mine) Lines near my House The come, my sister! come, I pray, Lines near my House "My sister and my brother, We Are Seven My dear, dear Sister! And this prayer I make, Tintern Abbey
SISTERS.............1 "Sisters and brothers, little maid, We Are Seven
SIT.................8 And pray'd where he did sit. Ancyent Marinere VII Had charms for him; and here he loved to sit, Yew-Tree near Esthwaite By high-way side forgetful would I sit Female Vagrant Would sit, as any linnet gay. Goody Blake "And there upon the ground I sit -- We Are Seven "I sit and sing to them. We Are Seven "Why William, sit you thus alone, Expostulation "I sit upon this old grey stone, Expostulation
SITS................9 For oft there sits, between the heap The Thorn And there beside the thorn she sits The Thorn "And why sits she beside the thorn The Thorn And there sits in a scarlet cloak, The Thorn And there she sits, until the moon The Thorn She sits, as if in Susan's fate Idiot Boy And now she sits her down and weeps; Idiot Boy Sits upright on a feeding horse? Idiot Boy The hermit sits alone. Tintern Abbey
SIX.................1 They say, full six months after this, The Thorn
SIZE................1 That's like an infant's grave in size, The Thorn
SKELETONS...........1 "The skeletons of leaves that lag Ancyent Marinere VII
SKIES...............4 When the blue day-light's in the skies, The Thorn "Whatever star is in the skies, The Thorn Is silent as the skies. Idiot Boy In sleep did I behold the skies, Forsaken Indian
SKIFF-BOAT..........1 The Skiff-boat ne'rd: I heard them talk, Ancyent Marinere VII
SKILL...............2 And though you with your utmost skill Simon Lee And all his skill in horsemanship, Idiot Boy
SKIN................1 Her skin is white as leprosy, Ancyent Marinere III
SKINNY..............3 He holds him with his skinny hand, Ancyent Marinere I "I fear thy skinny hand; Ancyent Marinere IV "And thy skinny hand so brown -- Ancyent Marinere IV
SKIP................1 "Or my Staff shall make thee skip. Ancyent Marinere I
SKIRMISH............1 With skirmish and capricious passagings, Nightingale
SKY................17 All in a hot and copper sky Ancyent Marinere II I saw a something in the Sky Ancyent Marinere III For the sky and the sea, and the sea and the sky Ancyent Marinere IV For the sky and the sea, and the sea and the sky Ancyent Marinere IV The moving Moon went up the sky Ancyent Marinere IV Sometimes a dropping from the sky Ancyent Marinere V Which sky and ocean smote: Ancyent Marinere VII Emerging, hath awaken'd earth and sky Nightingale To joyless regions of the sky -- Lewti I saw a vapour in the sky, Lewti Rolled fast along the sky his warm and genial moon. Female Vagrant And oft of cruelty the sky accused; Female Vagrant "When the blue day-light's in the sky, The Thorn Through half the clear blue sky will go, The Thorn The moon is up -- the sky is blue, Idiot Boy The landscape with the quiet of the sky. Tintern Abbey And the blue sky, and in the mind of man, Tintern Abbey
SLACK...............1 And when he thinks his pace is slack; Idiot Boy
SLAVE...............1 "Still as a Slave before his Lord, Ancyent Marinere VI
SLAY................1 T'was right, said they, such birds to slay Ancyent Marinere II
SLEDGE..............1 That he might pull the sledge for me. Forsaken Indian
SLEEP..............11 O sleep, it is a gentle thing Ancyent Marinere V She sent the gentle sleep from heaven Ancyent Marinere V I thought that I had died in sleep, Ancyent Marinere V "Or let me sleep alway!" Ancyent Marinere VI Such as would lull a listening child to sleep, Foster-Mother To sleep by day and wake all night. Lewti Light was my sleep; my days in transport roll'd: Female Vagrant We gazed with terror on the gloomy sleep Female Vagrant And then for cold not sleep a wink. Goody Blake In sleep I heard the northern gleams; Forsaken Indian In sleep did I behold the skies, Forsaken Indian
