BETTY'S............12
   But Betty's bent on her intent,                          Idiot Boy
   And Betty's husband's at the wood,                       Idiot Boy
   And Betty's most especial charge,                        Idiot Boy
   Though Betty's in a mighty flurry,                       Idiot Boy
   And Betty's standing at the door,                        Idiot Boy
   And Betty's face with joy o'erflows,                     Idiot Boy
   What hope it sends to Betty's heart!                     Idiot Boy
   And Betty's still at Susan's side:                       Idiot Boy
   And Betty's drooping at the heart,                       Idiot Boy
   And Betty's in sad quandary;                             Idiot Boy
   And Betty's still at Susan's side.                       Idiot Boy
   And thus to Betty's question, he                         Idiot Boy


BETWEEN.............4
   The Ice was all between.                                 Ancyent Marinere I
   The stars dance on between.                              Ancyent Marinere V
   Which they can do between them.                          Simon Lee
   For oft there sits, between the heap                     The Thorn


BETWIXT.............1
   Betwixt us and the Sun.                                  Ancyent Marinere III


BEYOND..............4
   Beyond the shadow of the ship                            Ancyent Marinere IV
   And to the left, three yards beyond,                     The Thorn
   Which is a little step beyond,                           The Thorn
   Which is a little step beyond,                           The Thorn


BID.................4
   "Say quick," quoth he, "I bid thee say                   Ancyent Marinere VII
   In gentle phrase, then bid me sing to you --             Foster-Mother
   And bid us listen! And I deem it wise                    Nightingale
   "We cannot bid the ear be still;                         Expostulation


BIDDETH.............1
   Which biddeth me to prayer.                              Ancyent Marinere VII


BIDDING.............1
   Bidding me trust in God, he stood and prayed, --         Female Vagrant


'BIDETH.............1
   "The spirit who 'bideth by himself                       Ancyent Marinere V


BIG.................1
   And big with lofty views, he to the world                Yew-Tree near Esthwaite


BIGGER..............2
   No bigger than the moon.                                 Ancyent Marinere II
   No bigger than my fist;                                  Ancyent Marinere III


BIRD................8
   But no sweet Bird did follow                             Ancyent Marinere II
   For all averr'd, I had kill'd the Bird                   Ancyent Marinere II
   Then all averr'd, I had kill'd the Bird                  Ancyent Marinere II
   "He lov'd the bird that lov'd the man                    Ancyent Marinere V
   Both man and bird and beast.                             Ancyent Marinere VII
   And whistled, as he were a bird himself:                 Foster-Mother
   Bird! A melancholy Bird? O idle thought!                 Nightingale
   Bird! A melancholy Bird? O idle thought!                 Nightingale


BIRDS..............11
   T'was right, said they, such birds to slay               Ancyent Marinere II
   Sometimes all little birds that are                      Ancyent Marinere V
   But knew the names of birds, and mocked their notes,     Foster-Mother
   With one sensation, and those wakeful Birds              Nightingale
   O beauteous birds! methinks ye measure                   Lewti
   O beauteous birds! 'tis such a pleasure                  Lewti
   We two had sung, like little birds in May.               Female Vagrant
   The birds around me hopp'd and play'd:                   Lines in Early Spring
   As merry as the birds in spring.                         Mad Mother
   The little birds began to stir,                          Idiot Boy
   The little hedge-row birds,                              Old Man Travelling


BIRTH...............2
   Love, now an universal birth,                            Lines near my House
   "As if you were her first-born birth,                    Expostulation


BISCUIT-WORMS.......1
   The Marineres gave it biscuit-worms,                     Ancyent Marinere I


BIT.................1
   I bit my arm and suck'd the blood                        Ancyent Marinere III


BITTER..............1
   What tears of bitter grief till then unknown!            Female Vagrant


BLACK..............10
   With throat unslack'd, with black lips bak'd             Ancyent Marinere III
   With throat unslack'd, with black lips bak'd             Ancyent Marinere III
   His bones were black with many a crack,                  Ancyent Marinere III
   All black and bare, I ween;                              Ancyent Marinere III
   Blue, glossy green, and velvet black                     Ancyent Marinere IV
   The rain pours down from one black cloud                 Ancyent Marinere V
   Hark! hark! the thick black cloud is cleft,              Ancyent Marinere V
   The black disguise, the warning whistle shrill,          Female Vagrant
   In bush and brake, in black and green,                   Idiot Boy
   His black matted head on his shoulder is bent,           Convict


BLACKENS............1
   Still blackens and grows on his view.                    Convict


BLAKE...............8
   Auld Goody Blake was old and poor,                       Goody Blake
   'Twas a hard time for Goody Blake.                       Goody Blake
   Than an old hedge to Goody Blake?                        Goody Blake
   This trespass of old Goody Blake,                        Goody Blake
   He watch'd to seize old Goody Blake.                     Goody Blake
   He softly creeps -- 'Tis Goody Blake,                    Goody Blake
   And sprang upon poor Goody Blake.                        Goody Blake
   Of Goody Blake and Harry Gill.                           Goody Blake


BLANKET.............1
   He has a blanket on his back,                            Goody Blake


BLANKETS............1
   And blankets were about him pinn'd;                      Goody Blake