WOODLAND............4 Put on with speed your woodland dress, Lines near my House With speed put on your woodland dress, Lines near my House She had a rustic, woodland air, We Are Seven Come, hear the woodland linnet, Tables Turned
WOODMAN.............2 He was a woodman, and could fell and saw Foster-Mother A woodman in the distant vale; Idiot Boy
WOODS..............10 That to the sleeping woods all night Ancyent Marinere V Then rose a mansion proud our woods among, Female Vagrant For here are woods and green-hills warm; Anecdote for Fathers Thy melodies of woods, and winds, and waters, Dungeon She talked and sung the woods among; Mad Mother Now laugh and be gay, to the woods away! Mad Mother Among the woods and copses lose themselves, Tintern Abbey Of vagrant dwellers in the houseless woods, Tintern Abbey A lover of the meadows and the woods, Tintern Abbey Of absence, these steep woods and lofty cliffs, Tintern Abbey
WOOL................1 With thistle-beards, and such small locks of wool Foster-Mother
WORD................4 No word to any man he utters, Goody Blake And at the word right gladly he Simon Lee At the first word that Susan said Idiot Boy "I'll to the wood." -- The word scarce said Idiot Boy
WORDS...............3 'Twas throwing words away; for still We Are Seven And then! his words were not a few, Idiot Boy (His very words I give to you,) Idiot Boy
WORE................1 That day he wore a riding-coat, Goody Blake
WORK...............10 And it would work 'em woe; Ancyent Marinere II Hither to work us weal Ancyent Marinere III The Marineres all 'gan work the ropes Ancyent Marinere V The Marineres all return'd to work Ancyent Marinere V And then her three hours' work at night! Goody Blake And now he's forced to work, though weak, Simon Lee The work had woven been, The Thorn I went my work about. Last of the Flock I cannot work thee any woe. Mad Mother The high crag cannot work me harm, Mad Mother
WORKED..............1 He might have worked for ever. Simon Lee
WORKING.............1 And once as he was working in the cellar, Foster-Mother
WORKS...............4 The least of nature's works, one who might move Yew-Tree near Esthwaite Old Ruth works out of doors with him, Simon Lee For still, the more he works, the more Simon Lee To her fair works did nature link Lines in Early Spring
WORLD..............11 Soon after they arrived in that new world, Foster-Mother And big with lofty views, he to the world Yew-Tree near Esthwaite The world, and man himself, appeared a scene Yew-Tree near Esthwaite We reached the western world, a poor, devoted crew. Female Vagrant I seemed transported to another world: -- Female Vagrant And still there's something in the world Simon Lee The world will say 'tis very idle, Idiot Boy She has a world of ready wealth, Tables Turned Of all this unintelligible world Tintern Abbey Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Tintern Abbey From this green earth; of all the mighty world Tintern Abbey
WORSE...............4 And Susan's growing worse and worse, Idiot Boy And Susan's growing worse and worse, Idiot Boy And as her mind grew worse and worse, Idiot Boy And as her mind grew worse and worse, Idiot Boy
WORSHIPPER..........1 A worshipper of Nature, hither came, Tintern Abbey
WORTH...............3 Alas! 'twas hardly worth the telling, Goody Blake 'Twas worth your while, though in the dark, The Thorn Your pony's worth his weight in gold, Idiot Boy
WOULD..............52 And it would work 'em woe; Ancyent Marinere II And Christ would take no pity on Ancyent Marinere IV An orphan's curse would drag to Hell Ancyent Marinere IV How frightful it would be! Ancyent Marinere V When you two little ones would stand at eve Foster-Mother Such as would lull a listening child to sleep, Foster-Mother And lifting up his head, he then would gaze Yew-Tree near Esthwaite Thou seest, and he would gaze till it became Yew-Tree near Esthwaite Would he forget those beings, to whose minds, Yew-Tree near Esthwaite Of kindred loveliness: then he would sigh Yew-Tree near Esthwaite On visionary views would fancy feed, Yew-Tree near Esthwaite Would be too short for him to utter forth Nightingale Full fain would it delay me! -- My dear Babe, Nightingale How he would place his hand beside his ear, Nightingale I would, it were your true delight Lewti All pale and wasted I would seem, Lewti It would thy brain unsettle even to hear. Female Vagrant And groans, which, as they said, would make a dead man start. Female Vagrant With little kindness would to me incline. Female Vagrant By high-way side forgetful would I sit Female Vagrant It would not pay for candle-light. Goody Blake Would sit, as any linnet gay. Goody Blake Oh! then how her old bones would shake! Goody Blake You would have said, if you had met her, Goody Blake And he on her would vengeance take. Goody Blake And to the fields his road would take, Goody Blake O gentle reader! you would find Simon Lee They never would have done. Simon Lee "Why you would change sweet Liswyn farm Anecdote for Fathers For better lore would seldom yearn, Anecdote for Fathers The little Maid would have her will, We Are Seven Now would you see this aged thorn, The Thorn I wish that you would go: The Thorn She to the mountain-top would go, The Thorn And I would tell it all to you; The Thorn Would up the mountain often climb. The Thorn With spades they would have sought. The Thorn Without me my sweet babe would die. Mad Mother How pale and wan it else would be. Mad Mother With me he never would have stay'd: Mad Mother As if her very life would fail. Idiot Boy That God poor Susan's life would spare, Idiot Boy Would surely be a tedious tale. Idiot Boy The doctor's self would hardly spare, Idiot Boy Poor Betty! it would ease her pain Idiot Boy The last of all her thoughts would be, Idiot Boy Who would not cherish dreams so sweet, Near Richmond With happy heart I would then die, Forsaken Indian And my last thoughts would happy be. Forsaken Indian But if grief, self-consumed, in oblivion would doze, Convict "Would plant thee where yet thou might'st blossom again." Convict Have followed, for such loss, I would believe, Tintern Abbey
