UNLESS..............1 "Unless perchance it were Ancyent Marinere VII
UNLIKE..............1 Ah! how unlike those late terrific sleeps! Female Vagrant
UNLIKELY............1 Perhaps, and no unlikely thought! Idiot Boy
UNLOCK..............1 Then did the boy his tongue unlock, Anecdote for Fathers
UNMOULDS............1 Unmoulds its essence, hopelessly deformed Dungeon
UNPROFITABLE........1 Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Tintern Abbey
UNREMEMBERED........2 Of unremembered pleasure; such, perhaps, Tintern Abbey His little, nameless, unremembered acts Tintern Abbey
UNRIPE..............1 Which, at this season, with their unripe fruits, Tintern Abbey
UNSEEN..............2 To creep unseen with noiseless tread, Lewti Unseen, unheard, unwatched by any star; Female Vagrant
UNSETTLE............1 It would thy brain unsettle even to hear. Female Vagrant
UNSETTLES...........1 And the motion unsettles a tear; Convict
UNSLACK'D...........2 With throat unslack'd, with black lips bak'd Ancyent Marinere III With throat unslack'd, with black lips bak'd Ancyent Marinere III
UNTAUGHT............1 Untaught that soon such anguish must ensue, Female Vagrant
UNTEACHABLE.........1 A pretty boy, but most unteachable -- Foster-Mother
UNTHINKING..........1 Unthinking Stephen went -- The Thorn
UNTIL...............3 Until it seemed to bring a joy to my despair. Female Vagrant And there she sits, until the moon The Thorn Until, the breath of this corporeal frame, Tintern Abbey
UNTO................2 His face unto his horse's tail, Idiot Boy Unto his horse, that's feeding free, Idiot Boy
UNWATCHED...........1 Unseen, unheard, unwatched by any star; Female Vagrant
UNWEARIED...........1 Unwearied in that service: rather say Tintern Abbey
UNWIPED.............1 His rosy face besoiled with unwiped tears. Foster-Mother
UNWORTHY............1 Unworthy things she talked and wild, Idiot Boy
UP.................46 The Sun came up upon the left, Ancyent Marinere I And a good south wind sprung up behind, Ancyent Marinere I The Sun came up upon the right, Ancyent Marinere II Right up above the mast did stand, Ancyent Marinere II A gust of wind sterte up behind Ancyent Marinere III The moving Moon went up the sky Ancyent Marinere IV Softly she was going up Ancyent Marinere IV The sun right up above the mast Ancyent Marinere V "Up to the moon is cast -- Ancyent Marinere VI Ne turn them up to pray. Ancyent Marinere VI They lifted up their stiff right arms, Ancyent Marinere VI And so the babe grew up a pretty boy, Foster-Mother And wander up and down at liberty. Foster-Mother Up a great river, great as any sea, Foster-Mother And lifting up his head, he then would gaze Yew-Tree near Esthwaite Poet, who hath been building up the rhyme Nightingale And the trim walks are broken up, and grass, Nightingale Lights up her love-torch. Nightingale His little hand, the small forefinger up, Nightingale Had made up that strange thing, an infant's dream) Nightingale Should give me life, his childhood shall grow up Nightingale Dried up, despairing, desolate, on board Female Vagrant Were not for me, brought up on nothing ill; Female Vagrant A-bed or up, to young or old; Goody Blake A-bed or up, by night or day; Goody Blake Up from the earth these mosses creep, The Thorn Before you up the mountain go, The Thorn Up to the dreary mountain-top, The Thorn Would up the mountain often climb. The Thorn Each pore and natural outlet shrivell'd up Dungeon The moon is up -- the sky is blue, Idiot Boy Has up upon the saddle set, Idiot Boy Then up along the town she hies, Idiot Boy Then up she springs as if on wings; Idiot Boy She looks again -- her arms are up -- Idiot Boy That hobbles up the steep rough road? Idiot Boy Did Susan rise up from her bed, Idiot Boy Away she posts up hill and down, Idiot Boy "Up! Up! and drink the spirit breath'd Expostulation "Up! Up! and drink the spirit breath'd Expostulation Up! up! my friend, and clear your looks, Tables Turned Up! up! my friend, and clear your looks, Tables Turned Up! up! my friend, and quit your books, Tables Turned Up! up! my friend, and quit your books, Tables Turned Close up these barren leaves; Tables Turned Sent up, in silence, from among the trees, Tintern Abbey
UP-BLEW.............1 Yet never a breeze up-blew; Ancyent Marinere V
UPBORE..............1 The staff I yet remember which upbore Female Vagrant
UPLIGHTED...........1 In barn uplighted, and companions boon Female Vagrant
UPON...............39 The Sun came up upon the left, Ancyent Marinere I The Sun came up upon the right, Ancyent Marinere II And broad as a weft upon the left Ancyent Marinere II Upon a painted Ocean. Ancyent Marinere II Upon the slimy Sea. Ancyent Marinere II Almost upon the western wave Ancyent Marinere III I look'd upon the rotting Sea, Ancyent Marinere IV I look'd upon the eldritch deck Ancyent Marinere IV Its path was not upon the sea Ancyent Marinere VI There was no breeze upon the bay, Ancyent Marinere VI I turn'd my eyes upon the deck -- Ancyent Marinere VI Upon the whirl, where sank the Ship, Ancyent Marinere VII Yet let us think upon the vernal showers Nightingale Heav'd upon Tamaha's stream; Lewti His troubles grew upon him day by day, Female Vagrant Like one revived, upon his neck I wept, Female Vagrant Three lovely infants lay upon my breast; Female Vagrant I liv'd upon the mercy of the fields, Female Vagrant And sprang upon poor Goody Blake. Goody Blake Of years he has upon his back, Simon Lee Upon the village common. Simon Lee Upon the house-top, glittering bright, Anecdote for Fathers "And there upon the ground I sit -- We Are Seven The grass it shook upon the ground; The Thorn Upon the mountain they did feed; Last of the Flock My sheep upon the mountain fed, Last of the Flock And here it lies upon my arm, Last of the Flock His energies roll back upon his heart, Dungeon But wherefore set upon a saddle Idiot Boy Has up upon the saddle set, Idiot Boy What he has got upon his back. Idiot Boy And now she's high upon the down, Idiot Boy And now she's high upon the down, Idiot Boy To lay his hands upon a star, Idiot Boy "I sit upon this old grey stone, Expostulation And yet they are upon my eyes, Forsaken Indian I'll look upon your tents again. Forsaken Indian Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, Tintern Abbey For thou art with me, here, upon the banks Tintern Abbey
