VERY...............20 The very deeps did rot: O Christ! Ancyent Marinere II So he became a very learned youth. Foster-Mother Thin and white and very high. Lewti That lap (their very nourishment!) their brother's blood. Female Vagrant The very ocean has its hour of rest, Female Vagrant For very cold to go to bed, Goody Blake That he was cold and very chill: Goody Blake "Poor Harry Gill is very cold." Goody Blake Alas! 'tis very little, all Simon Lee In very idleness. Anecdote for Fathers Her eyes were fair, and very fair, We Are Seven With lichens to the very top, The Thorn Circled with evil, till his very soul Dungeon The world will say 'tis very idle, Idiot Boy As if her very life would fail. Idiot Boy He's idle all for very joy. Idiot Boy And like the very soul of evil, Idiot Boy And that's the very pony, too. Idiot Boy (His very words I give to you,) Idiot Boy Green to the very door; and wreathes of smoke Tintern Abbey
VESPER-BELL.........1 And hark the little Vesper-bell Ancyent Marinere VII
VESPERS.............1 It perch'd for vespers nine, Ancyent Marinere I
VESSEL..............2 And on the gliding vessel Heaven and Ocean smiled. Female Vagrant To break my dream the vessel reached its bound: Female Vagrant
VICTIM..............1 "Poor victim! no idle intruder has stood Convict
VIEW...............12 The rock half-sheltered from my view, Lewti Then should I view her bosom white, Lewti Me and his children hungering in his view: Female Vagrant That happier days we never more must view: Female Vagrant Our quiet house all full in view, Anecdote for Fathers But if you'd gladly view the spot, The Thorn To view the ocean wide and bright, The Thorn And fix on it a steady view, The Thorn Be changed, that was so fair to view, Mad Mother And now, all full in view, she sees Idiot Boy Still blackens and grows on his view. Convict Here, under this dark sycamore, and view Tintern Abbey
VIEW'D..............1 Three years a wanderer, often have I view'd, Female Vagrant
VIEWING.............1 And often, viewing their sweet smiles, I sighed, Female Vagrant
VIEWS...............3 And big with lofty views, he to the world Yew-Tree near Esthwaite On visionary views would fancy feed, Yew-Tree near Esthwaite Such views the youthful bard allure, Near Richmond
VILE................1 On Johnny vile reflections cast; Idiot Boy
VILLAGE.............2 Upon the village common. Simon Lee -- The weakest in the village. Simon Lee
VIRTUE..............1 All soothers of sense their soft virtue shall yield, Convict
VIRTUE'S............2 By virtue's holiest powers attended. Near Richmond "Though in virtue's proud mouth thy report be a stain, Convict
VISAGE..............1 Tis sorrow enough on that visage to gaze, Convict
VISION..............1 Till lost in inward vision, with wet eye Foster-Mother
VISIONARY...........1 On visionary views would fancy feed, Yew-Tree near Esthwaite
VISIONS.............1 As lovely visions by thy side Near Richmond
VISITANTS...........1 His only visitants a straggling sheep, Yew-Tree near Esthwaite
VITALS..............1 With blindness linked, did on my vitals fall; Female Vagrant
VOICE..............12 And I quak'd to think of my own voice Ancyent Marinere V The other was a softer voice Ancyent Marinere V No voice did they impart -- Ancyent Marinere VI No voice; but O! the silence sank, Ancyent Marinere VI I saw a third -- I heard his voice: Ancyent Marinere VI How loudly his sweet voice he rears! Ancyent Marinere VII He heard a voice distinctly; 'twas the youth's, Foster-Mother His voice was like the voice of three. Goody Blake His voice was like the voice of three. Goody Blake The foot of horse, the voice of man; Idiot Boy My dear, dear Friend, and in thy voice I catch Tintern Abbey Thy voice, nor catch from thy wild eyes these gleams Tintern Abbey
VOICES..............5 Two voices in the air, Ancyent Marinere V Nature's sweet voices always full of love Nightingale He dearly loves their voices! Simon Lee Some plainly living voices were, The Thorn Were voices of the dead: The Thorn
VOW'D...............2 (Even like a Lady vow'd and dedicate Nightingale And vow'd that she should be detected, Goody Blake
VOWS................1 What tender vows our last sad kiss delayed! Female Vagrant
VOYAGERS............1 With those bold voyagers, who made discovery Foster-Mother
WADING..............1 Than dog-like, wading at the heels of war, Female Vagrant
WAIL................1 Ne could we laugh, ne wail: Ancyent Marinere III
