THISTLE.............1 And heath, and thistle, thinly sprinkled o'er, Yew-Tree near Esthwaite
THISTLE-BEARDS......1 With thistle-beards, and such small locks of wool Foster-Mother
THITHER.............1 This wretched woman thither goes, The Thorn
THO'................1 A balmy night! and tho' the stars be dim, Nightingale
THORN..............16 There is a thorn; it looks so old, The Thorn It stands erect this aged thorn; The Thorn And this poor thorn they clasp it round The Thorn To bury this poor thorn for ever. The Thorn This thorn you on your left espy; The Thorn And close beside this aged thorn, The Thorn Which close beside the thorn you see, The Thorn Now would you see this aged thorn, The Thorn And there beside the thorn she sits The Thorn "And why sits she beside the thorn The Thorn The pond -- and thorn, so old and grey, The Thorn But to the thorn, and to the pond The Thorn But that she goes to this old thorn, The Thorn The thorn which I've described to you, The Thorn "But what's the thorn? and what's the pond? The Thorn But plain it is, the thorn is bound The Thorn
THORNY..............1 No leaves it has, no thorny points; The Thorn
THOROUGH............1 Thorough the Fog it came; Ancyent Marinere I
THOSE..............19 Are those her sails that glance in the Sun Ancyent Marinere III To have seen those dead men rise. Ancyent Marinere V Those dark-red shadows were; Ancyent Marinere VI Those crimson shadows were: Ancyent Marinere VI "Where are those lights so many and fair Ancyent Marinere VII "The planks look warp'd, and see those sails Ancyent Marinere VII As often as I think of those dear times Foster-Mother With those bold voyagers, who made discovery Foster-Mother Would he forget those beings, to whose minds, Yew-Tree near Esthwaite With one sensation, and those wakeful Birds Nightingale As those two swans together heave Lewti To join those miserable men he flew; Female Vagrant 'Mid that long sickness, and those hopes deferr'd, Female Vagrant Ah! how unlike those late terrific sleeps! Female Vagrant But from those crazing thoughts my brain, escape! Female Vagrant And then, what limbs those feats have left Simon Lee "But they are dead; those two are dead! We Are Seven To wipe those briny tears away. Last of the Flock What wicked looks are those I see? Mad Mother
THOU...............32 "Now get thee hence, thou grey-beard Loon! Ancyent Marinere I "Why look'st thou so?" -- with my cross bow Ancyent Marinere I "And thou art long and lank and brown Ancyent Marinere IV Fear not, fear not, thou wedding guest! Ancyent Marinere IV Listen, O listen, thou Wedding-guest! Ancyent Marinere V "Marinere! thou hast thy will: Ancyent Marinere V Sadder and wiser thou wedding-guest! Ancyent Marinere V "What manner of man art thou? Ancyent Marinere VII To thee, thou wedding-guest! Ancyent Marinere VII Thou seest, and he would gaze till it became Yew-Tree near Esthwaite If thou be one whose heart the holy forms Yew-Tree near Esthwaite Unlawful, ever. O, be wiser thou! Yew-Tree near Esthwaite And yet thou didst not look unkind! Lewti With other ministrations, thou, O nature! Dungeon Thou pourest on him thy soft influences, Dungeon My lovely baby! thou shalt be, Mad Mother Thou art thy mother's only joy; Mad Mother And if from me thou wilt not go, Mad Mother My pretty thing! then thou shalt sing, Mad Mother But thou wilt live with me in love, Mad Mother 'Tis well for me; thou canst not see Mad Mother And thou hast almost suck'd thy fill. Mad Mother -- Where art thou gone my own dear child? Mad Mother If thou art mad, my pretty lad, Mad Mother Vain thought! yet be as now thou art, Near Richmond "Would plant thee where yet thou might'st blossom again." Convict O sylvan Wye! Thou wanderer through the wood Tintern Abbey For thou art with me, here, upon the banks Tintern Abbey Of this fair river; thou, my dearest Friend, Tintern Abbey Of tender joy wilt thou remember me, Tintern Abbey Of past existence, wilt thou then forget Tintern Abbey Of holier love. Now wilt thou then forget, Tintern Abbey
THOU'LT.............1 Thou'lt rise to morrow morn. Ancyent Marinere V
THOU'ST.............1 "Nay, if thou'st got a laughsome tale, Ancyent Marinere I
THOUGH.............18 And though he prayed, he never loved to pray Foster-Mother With which, though bent on haste, myself I deck'd; Female Vagrant Memory, though slow, returned with strength; and thence Female Vagrant And, though he has but one eye left, Simon Lee And now he's forced to work, though weak, Simon Lee And though you with your utmost skill Simon Lee 'Twas worth your while, though in the dark, The Thorn Sturdy he seemed, though he was sad; Last of the Flock Though little given to care and thought, Last of the Flock Though Betty's in a mighty flurry, Idiot Boy Now, though he knows poor Johnny well, Idiot Boy Though yet their tongues were still. Idiot Boy Though grief and pain may come to-morrow? Near Richmond "At thy name though compassion her nature resign, Convict "Though in virtue's proud mouth thy report be a stain, Convict Though absent long, Tintern Abbey Though changed, no doubt, from what I was, when first Tintern Abbey Not harsh or grating, though of ample power Tintern Abbey
