HIGHEST.............1 High on a mountain's highest ridge, The Thorn
HILL...............18 Below the Kirk, below the Hill, Ancyent Marinere I Is this the Hill? Is this the Kirk? Ancyent Marinere VI And all was still, save that the hill Ancyent Marinere VII Again? -- on tiptoe down the hill Goody Blake A beauteous heap, a hill of moss, The Thorn This pond and beauteous hill of moss, The Thorn And when the whirlwind's on the hill, The Thorn "Or when the whirlwind's on the hill, The Thorn Her company to Stephen Hill; The Thorn Whene'er she thought of Stephen Hill. The Thorn "And what's the hill of moss to her? The Thorn Beneath that hill of moss so fair. The Thorn But then the beauteous hill of moss The Thorn Beneath that hill of moss so fair. The Thorn That echoes far from hill to hill. Idiot Boy That echoes far from hill to hill. Idiot Boy The moon was setting on the hill, Idiot Boy Away she posts up hill and down, Idiot Boy
HILL-SIDE...........1 Her hut was on a clod hill-side, Goody Blake
HILL-TOP............1 When from the last hill-top, my sire surveyed, Female Vagrant
HILLS...............1 I came among these hills; when like a roe Tintern Abbey
HIM................72 He holds him with his skinny hand, Ancyent Marinere I He holds him with his glittering eye -- Ancyent Marinere I "By him who died on cross, Ancyent Marinere V "Who shot him with his bow." Ancyent Marinere V "For she guides him smooth or grim. Ancyent Marinere VI "She looketh down on him. Ancyent Marinere VI Doth close behind him tread. Ancyent Marinere VI To him my tale I teach. Ancyent Marinere VII [As] hang on brambles. Well, he brought him home, Foster-Mother And reared him at the then Lord Velez' cost. Foster-Mother The boy loved him -- and, when the Friar taught him, Foster-Mother The boy loved him -- and, when the Friar taught him, Foster-Mother The late Lord Velez ne'er was wearied with him. Foster-Mother A fever seized him, and he made confession Foster-Mother And what became of him? Foster-Mother Had charms for him; and here he loved to sit, Yew-Tree near Esthwaite Which he has never used; that thought with him Yew-Tree near Esthwaite True dignity abides with him alone Yew-Tree near Esthwaite Would be too short for him to utter forth Nightingale To make him Nature's playmate. He knows well Nightingale I hurried with him to our orchard plot, Nightingale Supplied, to him were more than mines of gold. Female Vagrant His troubles grew upon him day by day, Female Vagrant That when I loved him not I cannot say. Female Vagrant And I in truth did love him like a brother, Female Vagrant To him we turned: -- we had no other aid. Female Vagrant Thrice happy! That from him the grave did hide Female Vagrant And blankets were about him pinn'd; Goody Blake And all who see him say 'tis plain, Goody Blake Yet, meet him where you will, you see Simon Lee No man like him the horn could sound, Simon Lee His hunting feats have him bereft Simon Lee Lives with him, near the waterfall, Simon Lee Old Ruth works out of doors with him, Simon Lee Give me your tool" to him I said; Simon Lee And oftentimes I talked to him, Anecdote for Fathers I said and took him by the arm -- Anecdote for Fathers I said, and held him by the arm, Anecdote for Fathers While still I held him by the arm, Anecdote for Fathers And five times did I say to him, Anecdote for Fathers I follow'd him, and said, "My friend Last of the Flock To-day I fetched him from the rock; Last of the Flock They break out on him, like a loathsome plague-spot; Dungeon Thou pourest on him thy soft influences, Dungeon From him no harm my babe can take, Mad Mother For him that's gone and far away. Mad Mother I'll teach him how the owlet sings. Mad Mother Him whom you love, your idiot boy? Idiot Boy Him whom she loves, her idiot boy? Idiot Boy Good Betty! put him down again; Idiot Boy Him whom she loves, her idiot boy. Idiot Boy Proud of herself, and proud of him, Idiot Boy She sees him in his traveling trim; Idiot Boy "The doctor he has made him wait, Idiot Boy "Susan, we must take care of him, Idiot Boy "Oh saints! what is become of him? Idiot Boy "Or him that wicked pony's carried Idiot Boy "Alas! I should have had him still, Idiot Boy "You know him -- him you often see; Idiot Boy "You know him -- him you often see; Idiot Boy "What, woman! should I know of him?" Idiot Boy "And we have always used him well; Idiot Boy But half of what to him befel, Idiot Boy Him whom she loves, her idiot boy. Idiot Boy Him whom she loves, her idiot boy, Idiot Boy Till peace go with him to the tomb. Near Richmond -- And let him nurse his fond deceit, Near Richmond For him suspend the dashing oar, Near Richmond That peck along the road, regard him not. Old Man Travelling -- I asked him whither he was bound, and what Old Man Travelling On the fetters that link him to death. Convict And his crime, through the pains that o'erwhelm him, descried, Convict
