SOUNDING............1 What then I was. The sounding cataract Tintern Abbey
SOUNDS..............5 Sweet sounds rose slowly thro' their mouths Ancyent Marinere V Slowly the sounds came back again Ancyent Marinere V And made all gentle sounds tell back the tale Nightingale Of shapes and sounds and shifting elements Nightingale For all sweet sounds and harmonies; Oh! then, Tintern Abbey
SOUTH...............2 And a good south wind sprung up behind, Ancyent Marinere I And the good south wind still blew behind, Ancyent Marinere II
SPACE...............1 That gentle Maid! and oft, a moment's space, Nightingale
SPADES..............1 With spades they would have sought. The Thorn
SPAIN...............1 Went likewise, and when he returned to Spain, Foster-Mother
SPAKE...............6 And thus spake on that ancyent man, Ancyent Marinere I And thus spake on that ancyent Man, Ancyent Marinere I Ne spake, ne mov'd their eyes: Ancyent Marinere V But I ne spake ne stirred! Ancyent Marinere VII 'Tis strange! He spake of you familiarly Foster-Mother To me my good friend Matthew spake, Expostulation
SPARE...............3 With so much happiness to spare, Anecdote for Fathers That God poor Susan's life would spare, Idiot Boy The doctor's self would hardly spare, Idiot Boy
SPARKLING...........1 No sparkling rivulet spread the verdant herb; Yew-Tree near Esthwaite
SPEAK...............4 And we did speak only to break Ancyent Marinere II We could not speak no more than if Ancyent Marinere II "But tell me, tell me! speak again, Ancyent Marinere VI I did not speak -- I saw her face, The Thorn
SPEAKING............1 "Of things for ever speaking, Expostulation
SPECK...............2 At first it seem'd a little speck Ancyent Marinere III A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist! Ancyent Marinere III
SPECTRE-SHIP........1 Oft darts the Spectre-ship; Ancyent Marinere III
SPEECH..............2 I have strange power of speech; Ancyent Marinere VII But yet his speech, it was so soft and sweet, Foster-Mother
SPEED...............2 Put on with speed your woodland dress, Lines near my House With speed put on your woodland dress, Lines near my House
SPELL...............1 And in its time the spell was snapt, Ancyent Marinere VI
SPIES...............1 She spies her friends, she shouts a greeting; Idiot Boy
SPIKES..............1 In spikes, in branches, and in stars, The Thorn
SPIRIT.............15 Of the Spirit that plagued us so: Ancyent Marinere II A spirit from on high: Ancyent Marinere IV The spirit slid: and it was He Ancyent Marinere V "The spirit who 'bideth by himself Ancyent Marinere V All but neglect: and so, his spirit damped Yew-Tree near Esthwaite Surrendering his whole spirit, of his song Nightingale Of that perpetual weight which on her spirit lay. Female Vagrant The spirit of the season. Lines near my House His angry spirit healed and harmonized Dungeon "Up! Up! and drink the spirit breath'd Expostulation Too soon my heartless spirit failed; Forsaken Indian In the pain of my spirit I said, Convict How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee Tintern Abbey How often has my spirit turned to thee! Tintern Abbey A motion and a spirit, that impels Tintern Abbey
SPIRITS.............3 Yet fair withal, as spirits are. Lewti "Their spirits are in heaven!" We Are Seven Suffer my genial spirits to decay: Tintern Abbey
SPITE...............2 In spite of his dissuasion, seized a boat, Foster-Mother In spite of all my weary pain, Forsaken Indian
SPLINTER............1 And catter'd many a lusty splinter, Goody Blake
SPLIT...............2 The Ice did split with a thunder-fit; Ancyent Marinere I It reach'd the Ship, it split the bay; Ancyent Marinere VII
SPOKE...............2 And groans, that rage of racking famine spoke, Female Vagrant And that same pond of which I spoke, The Thorn
SPONTANEOUS.........1 Spontaneous wisdom breathed by health, Tables Turned
SPORTIVE............1 Of sportive wood run wild; these pastoral farms Tintern Abbey
SPOT................5 Was best, could I but shun the spot where man might come. Female Vagrant But if you'd gladly view the spot, The Thorn The spot to which she goes; The Thorn Then to the spot away! -- The Thorn Approach the spot when she is there. The Thorn
SPRANG..............1 And sprang upon poor Goody Blake. Goody Blake
SPREAD..............4 No sparkling rivulet spread the verdant herb; Yew-Tree near Esthwaite The budding twigs spread out their fan, Lines in Early Spring Through all the long green fields has spread, Tables Turned The glory of evening was spread through the west; Convict
SPREADING...........2 From far to meet me came, spreading their snowy pride. Female Vagrant And underneath the spreading tree Mad Mother
SPRING..............5 A spring of love gusht from my heart, Ancyent Marinere IV Like a meadow-gale of spring -- Ancyent Marinere VI Who lose the deep'ning twilights of the spring Nightingale My pleasant home, when spring began, Anecdote for Fathers As merry as the birds in spring. Mad Mother
