CLOSE..............10 I clos'd my lids and kept them close, Ancyent Marinere IV Doth close behind him tread. Ancyent Marinere VI The Boat came close beneath the Ship, Ancyent Marinere VII That should you close your eyes, you might almost Nightingale Close by my mother in their native bowers: Female Vagrant So close, you'd say that they were bent The Thorn And close beside this aged thorn, The Thorn Which close beside the thorn you see, The Thorn Close up these barren leaves; Tables Turned For once could have thee close to me, Forsaken Indian
CLOSER..............1 The Boat came closer to the Ship, Ancyent Marinere VII
CLOSES..............1 And closes from behind. Ancyent Marinere VI
CLOTHES.............1 For clothes, for warmth, for food, and fire; Forsaken Indian
CLOUD...............9 In mist or cloud on mast or shroud Ancyent Marinere I The rain pours down from one black cloud Ancyent Marinere V Hark! hark! the thick black cloud is cleft, Ancyent Marinere V No cloud, no relique of the sunken day Nightingale What time the moon was lost behind a cloud, Nightingale I saw a cloud of palest hue, Lewti Then the cloud was wholly bright, Lewti The little cloud -- it floats away, Lewti I ne'er beheld so thin a cloud -- Lewti
CLOUDS..............1 Cuts like a scythe, while through the clouds The Thorn
CLOVER..............1 His cheeks were red as ruddy clover, Goody Blake
CLUSTER'D...........2 And cluster'd round the mast: Ancyent Marinere V That cluster'd round her head. We Are Seven
COAL-BLACK..........1 The sun has burnt her coal-black hair, Mad Mother
COALS...............1 And in that country coals are dear, Goody Blake
COARSER.............1 (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days, Tintern Abbey
COAT................1 Then with his coat he made essay Last of the Flock
COATS...............1 And coats enough to smother nine. Goody Blake
COCK................1 I lay, where with his drowsy mates, the cock Female Vagrant
COCKS...............1 "The cocks did crow to-whoo, tu-whoo, Idiot Boy
COIL'D..............1 They coil'd and swam; and every track Ancyent Marinere IV
COLD...............12 Her flesh makes the still air cold. Ancyent Marinere III The cold sweat melted from their limbs, Ancyent Marinere IV My lips were wet, my throat was cold, Ancyent Marinere V The empty loom, cold hearth, and silent wheel, Female Vagrant For very cold to go to bed, Goody Blake And then for cold not sleep a wink. Goody Blake When her old bones were cold and chill, Goody Blake The cold, cold moon above her head, Goody Blake The cold, cold moon above her head, Goody Blake That he was cold and very chill: Goody Blake "Poor Harry Gill is very cold." Goody Blake "And the sun did shine so cold." Idiot Boy
COLD-SWEATING.......1 A thousand sharp punctures of cold-sweating pain, Convict
COLDLY..............1 Now coldly given, now utterly refused. Female Vagrant
COLDNESS............1 With coldness still returning. Simon Lee
COLORS..............1 He deems their colors shall endure Near Richmond
COLOURS.............5 In crimson colours came. Ancyent Marinere VI With floating colours not a few, Lewti All lovely colours there you see. The Thorn All colours that were ever seen, The Thorn Their colours and their forms, were then to me Tintern Abbey
COME...............26 "Marinere! come with me." Ancyent Marinere I It did not come anear; Ancyent Marinere V That come from a far Contrée. Ancyent Marinere VII 'Tis more like heaven to come than what has been. Foster-Mother Come, we will rest on this old mossy Bridge! Nightingale 'Twas a hard change, an evil time was come; Female Vagrant Was best, could I but shun the spot where man might come. Female Vagrant For they come far by wind and tide. Goody Blake Come forth and feel the sun. Lines near my House Edward will come with you, and pray, Lines near my House We for the year to come may take Lines near my House The come, my sister! come, I pray, Lines near my House The come, my sister! come, I pray, Lines near my House "Come home again, nor stop at all, Idiot Boy "Come home again, whate'er befal, Idiot Boy A thought is come into her head; Idiot Boy And to the wood at length is come, Idiot Boy Though grief and pain may come to-morrow? Near Richmond As now, fair river! come to me. Near Richmond "That nothing of itself will come, Expostulation Come, hear the woodland linnet, Tables Turned Come forth into the light of things, Tables Turned Come forth, and bring with you a heart Tables Turned The wolf has come to me tonight, Forsaken Indian "Is come as a brother thy sorrows to share. Convict The day is come when I again repose Tintern Abbey
