HAST................2 "Marinere! thou hast thy will: Ancyent Marinere V And thou hast almost suck'd thy fill. Mad Mother
HASTE...............2 With which, though bent on haste, myself I deck'd; Female Vagrant Make haste, your morning task resign; Lines near my House
HATCH...............1 Of moor and mountain, midnight theft to hatch; Female Vagrant
HATE................1 Of dissolute tongues, 'gainst jealousy, and hate, Yew-Tree near Esthwaite
HATH...............14 The Marinere hath his will. Ancyent Marinere I The Bride hath pac'd into the Hall, Ancyent Marinere I Quoth he the man hath penance done, Ancyent Marinere V "The Ocean hath no blast: Ancyent Marinere VI He hath a cushion plump: Ancyent Marinere VII Like one that hath been seven days drown'd Ancyent Marinere VII O Wedding-guest! this soul hath been Ancyent Marinere VII He went, like one that hath been stunn'd Ancyent Marinere VII For any living thing, hath faculties Yew-Tree near Esthwaite Poet, who hath been building up the rhyme Nightingale Hath heard a pause of silence: till the Moon Nightingale Emerging, hath awaken'd earth and sky Nightingale An hundred airy harps! And she hath watch'd Nightingale He hath no need. He is by nature led Old Man Travelling
HAUNTED.............1 Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock, Tintern Abbey
HAVE...............65 To have seen those dead men rise. Ancyent Marinere V I have not to declare; Ancyent Marinere V I have strange power of speech; Ancyent Marinere VII Of younger imagination have kept pure, Yew-Tree near Esthwaite When he had better far have stretch'd his limbs Nightingale My Friend, and my Friend's Sister! we have learnt Nightingale Have all burst forth in choral minstrelsy, Nightingale We have been loitering long and pleasantly, Nightingale Have snatch'd aloft the lawny shroud Lewti For Maids, as well as Youths, have perish'd Lewti The river-swans have heard my tread, Lewti When stranger passed, so often I have check'd; Female Vagrant The fields I for my bed have often used: Female Vagrant Is, that I have my inner self abused, Female Vagrant Three years a wanderer, often have I view'd, Female Vagrant Have I. ---- She ceased, and weeping turned away, Female Vagrant Two poor old dames, as I have known, Goody Blake You would have said, if you had met her, Goody Blake His hunting feats have him bereft Simon Lee And then, what limbs those feats have left Simon Lee A scrap of land they have, but they Simon Lee What more I have to say is short, Simon Lee He might have worked for ever. Simon Lee They never would have done. Simon Lee I have a boy of five years old, Anecdote for Fathers The little Maid would have her will, We Are Seven Have I not reason to lament Lines in Early Spring How it could ever have been young, The Thorn There's no one knows, as I have said, The Thorn With spades they would have sought. The Thorn That I have heard her cry, The Thorn In distant countries I have been, Last of the Flock And yet I have not often seen Last of the Flock Alas! and I have none; Last of the Flock Her eye-brows have a rusty stain, Mad Mother I pray thee have no fear of me, Mad Mother With me he never would have stay'd: Mad Mother And why on horseback have you set Idiot Boy But when she hears what you have done, Idiot Boy "Alas! I should have had him still, Idiot Boy "And I have lost my poor dear boy, Idiot Boy "And we have always used him well; Idiot Boy I to the muses have been bound, Idiot Boy 'Tis he whom you so long have lost, Idiot Boy The owls have hardly sung their last, Idiot Boy The owls have hooted all night long, Idiot Boy "Where all this long night you have been, Idiot Boy "What you have heard, what you have seen, Idiot Boy "What you have heard, what you have seen, Idiot Boy Alas! You might have dragged me on Forsaken Indian In two days more I must have died. Forsaken Indian I feel I must have died with thee. Forsaken Indian If they have any life or no. Forsaken Indian For once could have thee close to me, Forsaken Indian When his fetters at night have so press'd on his limbs, Convict Five years have passed; five summers, with the length Tintern Abbey These forms of beauty have not been to me, Tintern Abbey Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, Tintern Abbey As may have had no trivial influence Tintern Abbey To them I may have owed another gift, Tintern Abbey Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, Tintern Abbey How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee Tintern Abbey Have followed, for such loss, I would believe, Tintern Abbey Abundant recompence. For I have learned Tintern Abbey To chasten and subdue. And I have felt Tintern Abbey
