DIED...............13 I thought that I had died in sleep, Ancyent Marinere V "By him who died on cross, Ancyent Marinere V The pang, the curse with which they died, Ancyent Marinere VI He lived and died among the savage men. Foster-Mother He died, this seat his only monument. Yew-Tree near Esthwaite Of lady fair, that died for love: Lewti And dreamt that I had died for care! Lewti And knew not why. My happy father died Female Vagrant Hope died, and fear itself in agony was lost! Female Vagrant "The first that died was little Jane; We Are Seven That he had died, that cruel father! The Thorn In two days more I must have died. Forsaken Indian I feel I must have died with thee. Forsaken Indian
DIFFERENT...........1 A different lore: we may not thus profane Nightingale
DIGNITY.............1 True dignity abides with him alone Yew-Tree near Esthwaite
DIM.................5 Ne dim ne red, like God's own head, Ancyent Marinere II A balmy night! and tho' the stars be dim, Nightingale Its hues are dim, its hues are grey -- Lewti The gloomy lantern, and the dim blue match, Female Vagrant With many recognitions dim and faint, Tintern Abbey
DIMNESS.............1 A pleasure in the dimness of the stars. Nightingale
DIN.................2 "May'st hear the merry din. Ancyent Marinere I But oft, in lonely rooms, and mid the din Tintern Abbey
DINNING.............1 The bag-pipe dinning on the midnight moor Female Vagrant
DIRE................1 The mine's dire earthquake, and the pallid host Female Vagrant
DISBURTHEN..........1 His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Nightingale
DISCERN'D...........1 I heard and in my soul discern'd Ancyent Marinere V
DISCLOS'D...........1 Whose dewy leafits are but half disclos'd, Nightingale
DISCOURSE...........1 They stood together, chained in deep discourse, Foster-Mother
DISCOVER............1 No screen, no fence could I discover, The Thorn
DISCOVERY...........1 With those bold voyagers, who made discovery Foster-Mother
DISCUSS.............1 Point after point did she discuss; Idiot Boy
DISDAIN.............1 At once, with rash disdain he turned away, Yew-Tree near Esthwaite
DISEASE.............2 Disease and famine, agony and fear, Female Vagrant In the comfortless vault of disease. Convict
DISGUISE............1 The black disguise, the warning whistle shrill, Female Vagrant
DISGUISED...........1 Howe'er disguised in its own majesty, Yew-Tree near Esthwaite
DISMAL..............4 Did send a dismal sheen; Ancyent Marinere I How dismal tolled; that night, the city clock! Female Vagrant By the lamp's dismal twilight! So he lies Dungeon -- The clock strikes three -- a dismal knell! Idiot Boy
DISMAY..............1 In such dismay my prayers and tears were vain: Female Vagrant
DISMISS'D...........1 That body dismiss'd from his care; Convict
DISMISSED...........1 Dismissed, again on open day I gazed, Female Vagrant
DISOWNED............1 Here watch, of every human friend disowned, Female Vagrant
DISSECT.............1 -- We murder to dissect. Tables Turned
DISSOLUTE...........1 Of dissolute tongues, 'gainst jealousy, and hate, Yew-Tree near Esthwaite
DISSONANT...........1 To be a jarring and a dissonant thing, Dungeon
DISSUASION..........1 In spite of his dissuasion, seized a boat, Foster-Mother
DISTANCE............2 A little distance from the prow Ancyent Marinere VI A little distance from the prow Ancyent Marinere VI
DISTANT.............6 On the more distant scene; how lovely 'tis Yew-Tree near Esthwaite Like echoes to a distant thunder, Lewti His father said, that to a distant town Female Vagrant The shriek that from the distant battle broke! Female Vagrant In distant countries I have been, Last of the Flock A woodman in the distant vale; Idiot Boy
DISTEMPER...........2 Or slow distemper or neglected love, Nightingale Poor Betty! in this sad distemper, Idiot Boy
DISTEMPERED.........1 Healest thy wandering and distempered child: Dungeon
DISTINCTLY..........1 He heard a voice distinctly; 'twas the youth's, Foster-Mother
DISTINGUISHES.......1 Distinguishes the West, no long thin slip Nightingale
DISTRESS............4 When sad distress reduced the children's meal: Female Vagrant God cursed me in my sore distress, Last of the Flock No hand to help them in distress Idiot Boy Could find no refuge from distress, Near Richmond
DISTRESSFUL.........1 In most distressful mood (some inward pain Nightingale
DISTURB.............2 Nor, with their green and simple hue, disturb Tintern Abbey Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Tintern Abbey
DISTURBS............1 A presence that disturbs me with the joy Tintern Abbey
DITTY...............1 Who, pouring here a [3]later ditty, Near Richmond
DIVERTING...........1 With many a most diverting thing, Idiot Boy
DIZZY...............3 A dizzy depth below! his boat and twinkling oar. Female Vagrant Dizzy my brain, with interruption short Female Vagrant And all its dizzy raptures. Not for this Tintern Abbey
DO.................26 The sails do sigh like sedge: Ancyent Marinere V Where they were wont to do: Ancyent Marinere V And penance more will do. Ancyent Marinere V What could I do, unaided and unblest? Female Vagrant And does what Simon cannot do; Simon Lee Which they can do between them. Simon Lee As we are wont to do. Anecdote for Fathers "I cannot tell, I do not know." Anecdote for Fathers And I must think, do all I can, Lines in Early Spring They had to do with Martha Ray. The Thorn I do not think she could. The Thorn But all do still aver The Thorn "Do this; how can we give to you," Last of the Flock Then, lovely baby, do not fear! Mad Mother It came at once to do me good; Mad Mother And do not dread the waves below, Mad Mother Then do not fear, my boy! for thee Mad Mother But, Betty! what has he to do Idiot Boy What to do, and what to leave undone, Idiot Boy "My Johnny do, I pray you do." Idiot Boy "My Johnny do, I pray you do." Idiot Boy "What can I do?" says Betty, going, Idiot Boy "What can I do to ease your pain? Idiot Boy Cried Betty, "Tell us, Johnny, do, Idiot Boy Then do not weep and grieve for me; Forsaken Indian Do I behold these steep and lofty cliffs, Tintern Abbey
