STIRRED.............2 But I ne spake ne stirred! Ancyent Marinere VII Nor yet the crowded fleet its anchor stirred. Female Vagrant
STIRRING............2 Stirring the air with such an harmony, Nightingale Communion with a stirring child! The Thorn
STIRRUP.............2 With girt and stirrup fiddle-faddle; Idiot Boy With stirrup, saddle, or with rein? Idiot Boy
STOCK...............1 Year after year my stock it grew, Last of the Flock
STOCKINGS...........1 "My stockings there I often knit, We Are Seven
STOLEN..............1 And he has stolen away my food. Forsaken Indian
STONE...............7 The wedding-guest sate on a stone, Ancyent Marinere I And dropp'd down, like a stone! Ancyent Marinere V It stands erect, and like a stone The Thorn Like rock or stone, it is o'ergrown The Thorn And on the green-wood stone, Mad Mother "Why William, on that old grey stone, Expostulation "I sit upon this old grey stone, Expostulation
STONE-BLIND.........1 He reeled and was stone-blind. Simon Lee
STONE-CHAT..........1 The stone-chat, or the glancing sand-piper; Yew-Tree near Esthwaite
STONES..............1 That piled these stones, and with the mossy sod Yew-Tree near Esthwaite
STONY...............2 All fix'd on me their stony eyes Ancyent Marinere VI Their stony eye-balls glitter'd on Ancyent Marinere VI
STOOD..............19 The wedding guest stood still Ancyent Marinere I Then while thro' drouth all dumb they stood Ancyent Marinere III Stood by me knee to knee: Ancyent Marinere V And the Ship stood still also. Ancyent Marinere V The dead men stood together. Ancyent Marinere VI All stood together on the deck, Ancyent Marinere VI Before the mast they stood. Ancyent Marinere VI On every corse there stood. Ancyent Marinere VI They stood as signals to the land, Ancyent Marinere VI I stood on the firm land! Ancyent Marinere VII They stood together, chained in deep discourse, Foster-Mother By Derwent's side my Father's cottage stood, Female Vagrant Bidding me trust in God, he stood and prayed, -- Female Vagrant And homeless near a thousand homes I stood, Female Vagrant He stood behind a bush of elder, Goody Blake The water which beside it stood; Forsaken Indian -- On the slope of a mountain I stood, Convict "Poor victim! no idle intruder has stood Convict We stood together; And that I, so long Tintern Abbey
STOP................1 "Come home again, nor stop at all, Idiot Boy
STOPP'D.............1 It was a vein that never stopp'd, Last of the Flock
STOPPEST............1 "Now wherefore stoppest me? Ancyent Marinere I
STOPPETH............1 And he stoppeth one of three: Ancyent Marinere I
STOPS...............1 She stops, she stands, she looks about, Idiot Boy
STORE...............6 High o'er the cliffs I led my fleecy store, Female Vagrant Few months of life he has in store, Simon Lee And every year encreas'd my store. Last of the Flock -- This lusty lamb of all my store Last of the Flock For daily with my growing store Last of the Flock Could lend out of that moment's store Idiot Boy
STORED..............1 My garden, stored with pease, and mint, and thyme, Female Vagrant
STORES..............1 Such stores as silent thought can bring, Simon Lee
STORM...............3 Listen, Stranger! Storm and Wind, Ancyent Marinere I A storm came on, and I could see The Thorn Twas mist and rain, and storm and rain, The Thorn
STORMING............1 While like a sea the storming army came, Female Vagrant
STORMS..............1 Remote from man, and storms of mortal care, Female Vagrant
STORMY..............1 Where oft the stormy winter gale The Thorn
STORY...............3 (The Woman thus her artless story told) Female Vagrant Is in the middle of her story, Idiot Boy And that was all his travel's story. Idiot Boy
STOUT...............2 And who so stout of limb as he? Goody Blake For she, not over stout of limb, Simon Lee
STOUTER.............1 Is stouter of the two. Simon Lee
STOWED..............1 In every vale for their delight was stowed: Female Vagrant
STRAGGLING..........1 His only visitants a straggling sheep, Yew-Tree near Esthwaite
STRAIN..............3 First nam'd these notes a melancholy strain; Nightingale And now for our dear homes. -- That strain again! Nightingale My husband's arms now only served to strain Female Vagrant
STRAINED............1 No plough their sinews strained; on grating road Female Vagrant
STRAINS.............1 O'er Philomela's pity-pleading strains. Nightingale
STRAIT..............3 And strait the Sun was fleck'd with bars Ancyent Marinere III They held them strait and tight; Ancyent Marinere VI And strait a sound was heard! Ancyent Marinere VII
STRANGE............11 When that strange shape drove suddenly Ancyent Marinere III It had been strange, even in a dream Ancyent Marinere V "Why, this is strange, I trow! Ancyent Marinere VII "Strange, by my faith! the Hermit said -- Ancyent Marinere VII I have strange power of speech; Ancyent Marinere VII 'Tis strange! He spake of you familiarly Foster-Mother O my dear Mother! this strange man has left me Foster-Mother Had made up that strange thing, an infant's dream) Nightingale "Why this is strange," said I. Anecdote for Fathers For sure he met with strange adventures. Idiot Boy A most strange something did I see; Forsaken Indian
