DOCTOR.............11 To bring a doctor from the town, Idiot Boy To bring a doctor from the town, Idiot Boy "The doctor he has made him wait, Idiot Boy But neither Doctor nor his guide Idiot Boy There's neither doctor nor his guide. Idiot Boy The doctor at the casement shews, Idiot Boy "Oh Doctor! Doctor! where's my Johnny?" Idiot Boy "Oh Doctor! Doctor! where's my Johnny?" Idiot Boy The Doctor, looking somewhat grim, Idiot Boy She quite forgot to send the Doctor, Idiot Boy "Oh! Johnny, never mind the Doctor; Idiot Boy
DOCTOR'S............3 The doctor's self would hardly spare, Idiot Boy And to the doctor's door she hies; Idiot Boy And now she's at the doctor's door, Idiot Boy
DODGED..............1 And, an it dodged a water-sprite, Ancyent Marinere III
DOES................7 Yet does that burst of woe congeal my frame, Female Vagrant And does what Simon cannot do; Simon Lee "Does this poor woman go? The Thorn "And wherefore does she cry? -- The Thorn "Does she repeat that doleful cry?" The Thorn A few sad tears does Betty shed. Idiot Boy A man who does not move with pain, but moves Old Man Travelling
DOG.................1 My watchful dog, whose starts of furious ire, Female Vagrant
DOG-LIKE............1 Than dog-like, wading at the heels of war, Female Vagrant
DOGS................1 Men, dogs, and horses, all are dead; Simon Lee
DOING...............4 "What is the Ocean doing? Ancyent Marinere VI This old man doing all he could Simon Lee What Johnny and his horse are doing! Idiot Boy What they've been doing all this time, Idiot Boy
DOLEFUL.............3 Who sung a doleful song about green fields, Foster-Mother "Does she repeat that doleful cry?" The Thorn Full many a sad and doleful thing: Mad Mother
DONE...............11 And I had done an hellish thing Ancyent Marinere II The day was well nigh done! Ancyent Marinere III "The Game is done! I've won, I've won!" Ancyent Marinere III Quoth he the man hath penance done, Ancyent Marinere V Of service done with careless cruelty, Female Vagrant Now that our morning meal is done, Lines near my House And often, ere the race was done, Simon Lee They never would have done. Simon Lee But when she hears what you have done, Idiot Boy What must be done? what will betide? Idiot Boy "You've done your best, and that is all." Idiot Boy
DOOR...............16 What loud uproar bursts from that door! Ancyent Marinere VII Turn'd from the bridegroom's door. Ancyent Marinere VII Nor dared my hand at any door to knock. Female Vagrant Of potters wandering on from door to door: Female Vagrant Of potters wandering on from door to door: Female Vagrant And any man who pass'd her door, Goody Blake Then at her door the canty dame Goody Blake That stands beside our door. Lines near my House Not twenty paces from the door, Simon Lee "Twelve steps or more from my mother's door, We Are Seven Pass by her door -- tis seldom shut -- The Thorn -- Why bustle thus about your door, Idiot Boy And Betty's standing at the door, Idiot Boy And to the doctor's door she hies; Idiot Boy And now she's at the doctor's door, Idiot Boy Green to the very door; and wreathes of smoke Tintern Abbey
DOORS...............3 The bridegroom's doors are open'd wide Ancyent Marinere I Old Ruth works out of doors with him, Simon Lee No ease, within doors or without, Last of the Flock
DORSETSHIRE.........1 -- This woman dwelt in Dorsetshire, Goody Blake
DOTED...............1 He always doted on the youth, and now Foster-Mother
DOTH...............10 She doth not tack from side to side -- Ancyent Marinere III The coming wind doth roar more loud; Ancyent Marinere V "For that, which comes out of thine eye, doth make Ancyent Marinere V Doth walk in fear and dread, Ancyent Marinere VI Doth close behind him tread. Ancyent Marinere VI Who now doth crazy go, Ancyent Marinere VII Is ever on himself, doth look on one, Yew-Tree near Esthwaite Where by the week he doth abide, Idiot Boy He with his pony now doth roam Idiot Boy That patience now doth seem a thing, of which Old Man Travelling
DOUBLE..............1 Or surely you'll grow double. Tables Turned
DOUBT...............3 No doubt, a burthen weighty; Simon Lee No doubt too he the moon had seen; Idiot Boy Though changed, no doubt, from what I was, when first Tintern Abbey
