DYE.................1 So deep is their vermilion dye. The Thorn
DYES................1 So fresh in all its beauteous dyes, The Thorn
DYING...............5 A dying man, for love of thee. Lewti Better our dying bodies to obtrude, Female Vagrant "My Johnny, till my dying day." Idiot Boy "And there is dying in an hospital." Old Man Travelling I should not feel the pain of dying, Forsaken Indian
E'ER................3 Oh joy for her! when e'er in winter Goody Blake You hear it now if e'er you can. Idiot Boy Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Tintern Abbey
EACH...............19 Each turn'd his face with a ghastly pang Ancyent Marinere III Around, around, flew each sweet sound, Ancyent Marinere V And each right-arm burnt like a torch, Ancyent Marinere VI Each corse lay flat, lifeless and flat; Ancyent Marinere VI This seraph-band, each waved his hand: Ancyent Marinere VI Each one a lovely light: Ancyent Marinere VI This seraph-band, each waved his hand, Ancyent Marinere VI With silent pace, each to his place, Ancyent Marinere VI While each to his great father bends, Ancyent Marinere VII On each side of my chair, and make me learn Foster-Mother They answer and provoke each other's songs -- Nightingale We seemed still more and more to prize each other: Female Vagrant Four years each day with daily bread was blest, Female Vagrant For all belonged to all, and each was chief. Female Vagrant Each minute sweeter than before, Lines near my House But all and each agree, The Thorn To each poor brother who offends against us -- Dungeon Each pore and natural outlet shrivell'd up Dungeon Are shouting to each other still: Idiot Boy
EAR.................4 How he would place his hand beside his ear, Nightingale And ear still busy on its nightly watch, Female Vagrant "We cannot bid the ear be still; Expostulation Of eye and ear, both what they half-create, Tintern Abbey
EARS................2 That should he lose his eyes and ears, Idiot Boy And to the road she turns her ears, Idiot Boy
EARTH..............10 With earth and water, on the stumps of trees. Foster-Mother The earth heaved under them with such a groan, Foster-Mother That gladden the green earth, and we shall find Nightingale Emerging, hath awaken'd earth and sky Nightingale From earth to man, from man to earth, Lines near my House From earth to man, from man to earth, Lines near my House Up from the earth these mosses creep, The Thorn This heap of earth o'ergrown with moss, The Thorn "You look round on your mother earth, Expostulation From this green earth; of all the mighty world Tintern Abbey
EARTH'S.............1 The rude earth's tenants, were my first relief: Female Vagrant
EARTH-NUTS..........1 I know the earth-nuts fit for food; Mad Mother
EARTHLY.............2 For me -- farthest from earthly port to roam Female Vagrant Oh! tell me whither ---- for no earthly friend Female Vagrant
EARTHQUAKE..........1 The mine's dire earthquake, and the pallid host Female Vagrant
EASE................6 How kindly did they paint their vagrant ease! Female Vagrant No ease, within doors or without, Last of the Flock But Betty is not quite at ease; Idiot Boy "What can I do to ease your pain? Idiot Boy "There's nothing that can ease my pain." Idiot Boy Poor Betty! it would ease her pain Idiot Boy
EASTERN.............1 While clombe above the Eastern bar Ancyent Marinere III
EAT.................1 "And eat my supper there. We Are Seven
EATS................1 "That eats the she-wolf's young. Ancyent Marinere VII
ECHOES..............3 And many a poet echoes the conceit, Nightingale Like echoes to a distant thunder, Lewti That echoes far from hill to hill. Idiot Boy
ECSTASIES...........1 When these wild ecstasies shall be matured Tintern Abbey
EDGE................2 And the Moon is at its edge. Ancyent Marinere V When o'er the sea-rock's edge we go; Mad Mother
EDWARD..............4 Edward will come with you, and pray, Lines near my House "Now, little Edward, say why so; Anecdote for Fathers My little Edward, tell me why;" Anecdote for Fathers Why, Edward, tell me why?" Anecdote for Fathers
EE..................1 And curs'd me with his ee. Ancyent Marinere III
EEN.................2 I could not draw my een from theirs Ancyent Marinere VI And I could move my een: Ancyent Marinere VI
EFFORT..............2 With tears whose course no effort could confine, Female Vagrant All effort seems forgotten, one to whom Old Man Travelling
EFTSONES............1 Eftsones I heard the dash of oars, Ancyent Marinere VI
EIGHT...............3 She was eight years old, she said; We Are Seven 'Tis eight o'clock, -- a clear March night, Idiot Boy From eight o'clock till five. Idiot Boy
