WAIN................1 No wain they drove, and yet, the yellow sheaf Female Vagrant
WAISTCOATS..........1 Of waistcoats Harry has no lack, Goody Blake
WAIT................1 "The doctor he has made him wait, Idiot Boy
WAITED..............1 How patiently you've waited, Simon Lee
WAKE................1 To sleep by day and wake all night. Lewti
WAKED...............2 A British ship I waked, as from a trance restored. Female Vagrant I waked, and saw my little boy, Mad Mother
WAKEFUL.............1 With one sensation, and those wakeful Birds Nightingale
WALK................5 Doth walk in fear and dread, Ancyent Marinere VI To walk together to the Kirk Ancyent Marinere VII To walk together to the Kirk Ancyent Marinere VII One morn we stroll'd on our dry walk, Anecdote for Fathers Shine on thee in thy solitary walk; Tintern Abbey
WALKED..............1 And how she ran, and how she walked, Idiot Boy
WALKS...............3 And having once turn'd round, walks on Ancyent Marinere VI And the trim walks are broken up, and grass, Nightingale Or in the streets and walks where proud men are, Female Vagrant
WALL................2 Which props the hanging wall of the old chapel? Foster-Mother That the wall tottered, and had well-nigh fallen Foster-Mother
WALLS...............1 The thick-ribbed walls that o'ershadow the gate Convict
WAN.................2 And even so my pale wan cheek Lewti How pale and wan it else would be. Mad Mother
WAND................1 There is no need of whip or wand, Idiot Boy
WANDER..............1 And wander up and down at liberty. Foster-Mother
WANDERER............2 Three years a wanderer, often have I view'd, Female Vagrant O sylvan Wye! Thou wanderer through the wood Tintern Abbey
WANDERING...........3 Of potters wandering on from door to door: Female Vagrant Healest thy wandering and distempered child: Dungeon And joined the wandering gypsey-folk. Idiot Boy
WANDERINGS..........1 That after many wanderings, many years Tintern Abbey
WANT................2 Beat round, to sweep the streets of want and pain. Female Vagrant "I'm here, what is't you want with me?" Idiot Boy
WANT'S..............1 In Want's most lonely cave till death to pine, Female Vagrant
WANTED..............1 And near a thousand tables pined, and wanted food. Female Vagrant
WANTON..............1 And to that motion tune his wanton song, Nightingale
WAR.................1 Than dog-like, wading at the heels of war, Female Vagrant
WARBLE..............1 With fast thick warble his delicious notes, Nightingale
WARBLER.............1 Farewell, O Warbler! till to-morrow eve, Nightingale
WARM...............10 Warm from the labours of benevolence, Yew-Tree near Esthwaite Rolled fast along the sky his warm and genial moon. Female Vagrant The long, warm, lightsome summer-day, Goody Blake Enough to warm her for three days. Goody Blake And oft from his warm fire he'd go, Goody Blake "O may he never more be warm!" Goody Blake He never will be warm again. Goody Blake The morning sun shone bright and warm; Anecdote for Fathers For here are woods and green-hills warm; Anecdote for Fathers And underneath the hay-stack warm, Mad Mother
WARMER..............2 But not a whit the warmer he: Goody Blake With warmer love, oh! with far deeper zeal Tintern Abbey
WARMTH..............1 For clothes, for warmth, for food, and fire; Forsaken Indian
WARNED..............1 Stranger! henceforth be warned; and know, that pride, Yew-Tree near Esthwaite
WARNING.............2 The black disguise, the warning whistle shrill, Female Vagrant The clock gives warning for eleven; Idiot Boy
WARP'D..............1 "The planks look warp'd, and see those sails Ancyent Marinere VII
WAS...............158 There was a Ship, quoth he -- Ancyent Marinere I Quoth he, there was a Ship -- Ancyent Marinere I The Ship was cheer'd, the Harbour clear'd -- Ancyent Marinere I The Ice was all between. Ancyent Marinere I The Ice was here, the Ice was there, Ancyent Marinere I The Ice was here, the Ice was there, Ancyent Marinere I The Ice was all around: Ancyent Marinere I Was wither'd at the root; Ancyent Marinere II About my neck was hung. Ancyent Marinere II The western wave was all a flame, Ancyent Marinere III The day was well nigh done! Ancyent Marinere III And strait the Sun was fleck'd with bars Ancyent Marinere III Softly she was going up Ancyent Marinere IV Was a flash of golden fire. Ancyent Marinere IV My lips were wet, my throat was cold, Ancyent Marinere V I was so light, almost Ancyent Marinere V And was a blessed Ghost. Ancyent Marinere V Never sadder tale was told Ancyent Marinere V Never sadder tale was heard Ancyent Marinere V The spirit slid: and it was He Ancyent Marinere V The other was a softer voice Ancyent Marinere V Twas night, calm night, the moon was high; Ancyent Marinere VI And in its time the spell was snapt, Ancyent Marinere VI Its path was not upon the sea Ancyent Marinere VI The harbour-bay was clear as glass, Ancyent Marinere VI So smoothly it was strewn! Ancyent Marinere VI The moonlight bay was white all o'er, Ancyent Marinere VI Was red as in a glare. Ancyent Marinere VI There was no breeze upon the bay, Ancyent Marinere VI And the bay was white with silent light, Ancyent Marinere VI It was a heavenly sight: Ancyent Marinere VI My head was turn'd perforce away Ancyent Marinere VI Dear Lord in Heaven! it was a joy Ancyent Marinere VI And strait a sound was heard! Ancyent Marinere VII And all was still, save that the hill Ancyent Marinere VII Was telling of the sound. Ancyent Marinere VII Forthwith this frame of mine was wrench'd Ancyent Marinere VII He was a woodman, and could fell and saw Foster-Mother Beneath that tree, while yet it was a tree Foster-Mother But yet his speech, it was so soft and sweet, Foster-Mother The late Lord Velez ne'er was wearied with him. Foster-Mother Right on their heads. My Lord was sorely frightened; Foster-Mother Which brought this judgment: so the youth was seized Foster-Mother And once as he was working in the cellar, Foster-Mother And ne'er was heard of more: but 'tis supposed, Foster-Mother -------------------------- Who he was Yew-Tree near Esthwaite I well remember. -- He was one who own'd Yew-Tree near Esthwaite -- But some night-wandering Man, whose heart was pierc'd Nightingale Forget it was not day! On moonlight bushes, Nightingale What time the moon was lost behind a cloud, Nightingale The moon was high, the moonlight gleam, Lewti Then the cloud was wholly bright, Lewti Light was my sleep; my days in transport roll'd: Female Vagrant My father was a good and pious man, Female Vagrant His little range of water was denied; Female Vagrant All, all was seized, and weeping, side by side, Female Vagrant There was a youth whom I had loved so long, Female Vagrant Four years each day with daily bread was blest, Female Vagrant 'Twas a hard change, an evil time was come; Female Vagrant Ravage was made, for which no knell was heard. Female Vagrant Ravage was made, for which no knell was heard. Female Vagrant Hope died, and fear itself in agony was lost! Female Vagrant And from all hope I was forever hurled. Female Vagrant Was best, could I but shun the spot where man might come. Female Vagrant By grief enfeebled was I turned adrift, Female Vagrant And thence was borne away to neighboring hospital. Female Vagrant Was weak, nor of the past had memory. Female Vagrant For all belonged to all, and each was chief. Female Vagrant In every vale for their delight was stowed: Female Vagrant Poor Father! gone was every friend of thine. Female Vagrant Ill was I then for toil or service fit: Female Vagrant As if because her tale was at an end Female Vagrant Young Harry was a lusty drover, Goody Blake His voice was like the voice of three. Goody Blake Auld Goody Blake was old and poor, Goody Blake Ill fed she was, and thinly clad; Goody Blake Her hut was on a clod hill-side, Goody Blake Sad case it was, as you may think, Goody Blake Now, when the frost was past enduring, Goody Blake The moon was full and shining clearly, Goody Blake Right glad was he when he beheld her: Goody Blake That he was cold and very chill: Goody Blake His face was gloom, his heart was sorrow, Goody Blake His face was gloom, his heart was sorrow, Goody Blake Another was on Thursday brought, Goody Blake I've heard he once was tall. Simon Lee And no man was so full of glee; Simon Lee When he was young he little knew Simon Lee And often, ere the race was done, Simon Lee He reeled and was stone-blind. Simon Lee Enclosed when he was stronger; Simon Lee So vain was his endeavour Simon Lee A day it was when I could bear Anecdote for Fathers My boy was by my side, so slim Anecdote for Fathers "Kilve," said I, "was a pleasant place, Anecdote for Fathers His head he raised -- there was in sight, Anecdote for Fathers "At Kilve there was no weather-cock, Anecdote for Fathers She was eight years old, she said; We Are Seven Her hair was thick with many a curl We Are Seven And she was wildly clad; We Are Seven "The first that died was little Jane; We Are Seven "So in the church-yard she was laid, We Are Seven "And when the ground was white with snow, We Are Seven "My brother John was forced to go, We Are Seven That there was pleasure there. Lines in Early Spring An infant's grave was half so fair. The Thorn And she was blithe and gay, The Thorn And she was happy, happy still The Thorn Into her bones was sent: The Thorn And there was often seen. The Thorn 'Tis said, a child was in her womb, The Thorn As now to any eye was plain; The Thorn She was with child, and she was mad, The Thorn She was with child, and she was mad, The Thorn Yet often she was sober sad The Thorn And if a child was born or no, The Thorn And then the wind! in faith, it was The Thorn Her face it was enough for me; The Thorn The little babe was buried there, The Thorn When she was on the mountain high, The Thorn Sturdy he seemed, though he was sad; Last of the Flock When I was young, a single man, Last of the Flock Yet, so it was, a ewe I bought; Last of the Flock And then I married, and was rich Last of the Flock My pride was tamed, and in our grief, Last of the Flock They said I was a wealthy man; Last of the Flock And it was fit that thence I took Last of the Flock A woeful time it was for me, Last of the Flock For me it was a woeful day. Last of the Flock It was a vein that never stopp'd, Last of the Flock For me it was a woeful day. Last of the Flock To wicked deeds I was inclined, Last of the Flock For me it was a woeful day. Last of the Flock Alas! it was an evil time; Last of the Flock And it was in the English tongue. Mad Mother A fire was once within my brain; Mad Mother For he was here, and only he. Mad Mother Be changed, that was so fair to view, Mad Mother The like was never heard of yet, Idiot Boy Was, "Johnny! Johnny! mind that you Idiot Boy His heart it was so full of glee, Idiot Boy With Betty all was not so well, Idiot Boy In tree and tower was Johnny seen, Idiot Boy "Such night as this was ne'er before, Idiot Boy She took the reins, when this was said, Idiot Boy The moon was setting on the hill, Idiot Boy And while her mind was fighting thus, Idiot Boy As ever was in Christendom. Idiot Boy And that was all his travel's story. Idiot Boy When life was sweet I knew not why, Expostulation -- I asked him whither he was bound, and what Old Man Travelling When I was well, I wished to live, Forsaken Indian A woman who was not thy mother. Forsaken Indian The glory of evening was spread through the west; Convict Though changed, no doubt, from what I was, when first Tintern Abbey To me was all in all. -- I cannot paint Tintern Abbey What then I was. The sounding cataract Tintern Abbey May I behold in thee what I was once, Tintern Abbey
