TOTTER'D............1
   The mattock totter'd in his hand;                        Simon Lee


TOTTERED............1
   That the wall tottered, and had well-nigh fallen         Foster-Mother


TOUCH...............1
   By the benignant touch of love and beauty.               Dungeon


TOUCHED.............1
   My heart is touched to think that men like these,        Female Vagrant


TOWARDS.............1
   In tears, the sun towards that country tend              Female Vagrant


TOWER...............2
   Peering above the trees, the steeple tower,              Female Vagrant
   In tree and tower was Johnny seen,                       Idiot Boy


TOWN................9
   His father said, that to a distant town                  Female Vagrant
   In wood or wilderness, in camp or town,                  Female Vagrant
   To bring a doctor from the town,                         Idiot Boy
   To bring a doctor from the town,                         Idiot Boy
   While to the town she posts away;                        Idiot Boy
   And now she's got into the town,                         Idiot Boy
   The town so long, the town so wide,                      Idiot Boy
   The town so long, the town so wide,                      Idiot Boy
   Then up along the town she hies,                         Idiot Boy


TOWNS...............1
   Of towns and cities, I have owed to them,                Tintern Abbey


TRACE...............2
   You something of her tale may trace.                     The Thorn
   The shadow of a babe you trace,                          The Thorn


TRACING.............1
   A morbid pleasure nourished, tracing here                Yew-Tree near Esthwaite


TRACK...............1
   They coil'd and swam; and every track                    Ancyent Marinere IV


TRACKS..............1
   They mov'd in tracks of shining white;                   Ancyent Marinere IV


TRADE...............1
   He must repair, to ply the artist's trade.               Female Vagrant


TRAIL'D.............1
   The periwinkle trail'd its wreathes;                     Lines in Early Spring


TRANCE..............2
   "When the Marinere's trance is abated.                   Ancyent Marinere VI
   A British ship I waked, as from a trance restored.       Female Vagrant


TRANQUIL............1
   With tranquil restoration: -- feelings too               Tintern Abbey


TRANSPORT...........1
   Light was my sleep; my days in transport roll'd:         Female Vagrant


TRANSPORTED.........1
   I seemed transported to another world: --                Female Vagrant


TRAVEL..............1
   You travel heavily and slow:                             Forsaken Indian


TRAVEL'S............1
   And that was all his travel's story.                     Idiot Boy


TRAVELERS...........1
   While our four travelers homeward wend;                  Idiot Boy


TRAVELING...........2
   An he is all in traveling trim,                          Idiot Boy
   She sees him in his traveling trim;                      Idiot Boy


TRAVELLER...........2
   -- Nay, Traveller! rest. This lonely yew-tree stands     Yew-Tree near Esthwaite
   Made answer, like a traveller bold,                      Idiot Boy


TRAVELLING..........1
   For while they all were travelling home,                 Idiot Boy


TRAVELS.............2
   He travels on along the vale.                            Idiot Boy
   He travels on, and in his face, his step,                Old Man Travelling


TRAVERSED...........1
   Sore traversed in whate'er he bought and sold:           Female Vagrant


TREACH'ROUS.........3
   Nay, treach'rous image! leave my mind,                   Lewti
   Nay, treach'rous image! leave my mind --                 Lewti
   Nay treach'rous image! leave my mind --                  Lewti


TREAD...............3
   Doth close behind him tread.                             Ancyent Marinere VI
   The river-swans have heard my tread,                     Lewti
   To creep unseen with noiseless tread,                    Lewti


TREE...............10
   Beneath that tree, while yet it was a tree               Foster-Mother
   Beneath that tree, while yet it was a tree               Foster-Mother
   First covered o'er, and taught this aged tree,           Yew-Tree near Esthwaite
   About the root of an old tree,                           Simon Lee
   That at the root of the old tree                         Simon Lee
   "Beneath the church-yard tree."                          We Are Seven
   She hanged her baby on the tree,                         The Thorn
   The breeze I see is in the tree;                         Mad Mother
   And underneath the spreading tree                        Mad Mother
   In tree and tower was Johnny seen,                       Idiot Boy


TREES...............6
   With earth and water, on the stumps of trees.            Foster-Mother
   Peering above the trees, the steeple tower,              Female Vagrant
   Came, where beneath the trees a faggot blazed;           Female Vagrant
   To the bare trees, and mountains bare,                   Lines near my House
   She's coming from among the trees,                       Idiot Boy
   Sent up, in silence, from among the trees,               Tintern Abbey


TREMBLING...........1
   Of sullen Light, no obscure trembling hues.              Nightingale


TREMULOUS...........1
   They lengthen out the tremulous sob,                     Idiot Boy


TRESPASS............1
   This trespass of old Goody Blake,                        Goody Blake


TRESSY..............1
   By pendant boughs of tressy yew. --                      Lewti


TRIED...............1
   My love for thee has well been tried:                    Mad Mother


TRIM................4
   And the trim walks are broken up, and grass,             Nightingale
   An he is all in traveling trim,                          Idiot Boy
   She sees him in his traveling trim;                      Idiot Boy
   Yon valley, that's so trim and green,                    Idiot Boy


TRIVIAL.............1
   As may have had no trivial influence                     Tintern Abbey


TROUBLE.............1
   Why all this toil and trouble?                           Tables Turned


TROUBLED............2
   Troubled with wilder fancies, than the moon              Foster-Mother
   Of many things which never troubled me;                  Female Vagrant


TROUBLES............1
   His troubles grew upon him day by day,                   Female Vagrant


TROW................1
   "Why, this is strange, I trow!                           Ancyent Marinere VII