I'D.................4 I'd die indeed, if I might see Lewti And said, "At Kilve I'd rather be Anecdote for Fathers Oh me! ten thousand times I'd rather The Thorn "Susan, I'd gladly stay with you. Idiot Boy
I'LL...............10 I'll tell you every thing I know; The Thorn I'll give you the best help I can: The Thorn I'll tell you all I know. The Thorn I'll build an Indian bower; I know Mad Mother I'll teach my boy the sweetest things; Mad Mother I'll teach him how the owlet sings. Mad Mother "Good Susan tell me, and I'll stay; Idiot Boy "I'll to the wood." -- The word scarce said Idiot Boy I'll follow you across the snow, Forsaken Indian I'll look upon your tents again. Forsaken Indian
I'M.................4 And I'm afraid that you expect Simon Lee "I'm here, what is't you want with me?" Idiot Boy "Oh Sir! you know I'm Betty Foy, Idiot Boy "Oh cruel! I'm almost three-score; Idiot Boy
I'VE...............10 "The Game is done! I've won, I've won!" Ancyent Marinere III "The Game is done! I've won, I've won!" Ancyent Marinere III And cried, "I've caught you then at last!" Goody Blake I've heard he once was tall. Simon Lee -- I've heard of hearts unkind, kind deeds Simon Lee I've measured it from side to side: The Thorn And others, I've heard many swear, The Thorn The thorn which I've described to you, The Thorn I've heard the scarlet moss is red The Thorn I've sought thy father far and wide. Mad Mother
ICE.................8 And Ice mast-high came floating by Ancyent Marinere I The Ice was all between. Ancyent Marinere I The Ice was here, the Ice was there, Ancyent Marinere I The Ice was here, the Ice was there, Ancyent Marinere I The Ice was all around: Ancyent Marinere I The Ice did split with a thunder-fit; Ancyent Marinere I But when the ice our streams did fetter, Goody Blake All stiff with ice the ashes lie; Forsaken Indian
ICY-COLD............1 And icy-cold he turned away. Goody Blake
IDIOT..............13 Him whom you love, your idiot boy? Idiot Boy Him whom she loves, her idiot boy? Idiot Boy Him whom she loves, her idiot boy. Idiot Boy On which her idiot boy must ride, Idiot Boy Oh! then for the poor idiot boy! Idiot Boy The silence of her idiot boy, Idiot Boy "Oh carry back my idiot boy! Idiot Boy And cannot find her idiot boy. Idiot Boy Him whom she loves, her idiot boy. Idiot Boy He whom you love, your idiot boy. Idiot Boy And fast she holds her idiot boy. Idiot Boy To hear again her idiot boy. Idiot Boy Him whom she loves, her idiot boy, Idiot Boy
IDLE................8 As idle as a painted Ship Ancyent Marinere II Bird! A melancholy Bird? O idle thought! Nightingale Whole hours, my idle arms in moping sorrow knit. Female Vagrant The world will say 'tis very idle, Idiot Boy For joy his head and heels are idle, Idiot Boy He's idle all for very joy. Idiot Boy "A little idle sauntering thing!" Idiot Boy "Poor victim! no idle intruder has stood Convict
IDLENESS............3 We'll give to idleness. Lines near my House We'll give to idleness. Lines near my House In very idleness. Anecdote for Fathers
IDLY................1 She gazes idly! -- But that entrance, Mother! Foster-Mother
IF.................58 "Nay, if thou'st got a laughsome tale, Ancyent Marinere I We could not speak no more than if Ancyent Marinere II As if thro' a dungeon grate he peer'd Ancyent Marinere III "If he may know which way to go, Ancyent Marinere VI Far from all human dwelling: what if here Yew-Tree near Esthwaite What if these barren boughs the bee not loves; Yew-Tree near Esthwaite Yet, if the wind breathe soft, the curling waves, Yew-Tree near Esthwaite If thou be one whose heart the holy forms Yew-Tree near Esthwaite As if one quick and sudden Gale had swept Nightingale It is a father's tale. But if that Heaven Nightingale If LEWTI never will be kind. Lewti I'd die indeed, if I might see Lewti As if because her tale was at an end Female Vagrant You would have said, if you had met her, Goody Blake "If two are in the church-yard laid, We Are Seven "If they are two in Heaven?" We Are Seven If I these thoughts may not prevent, Lines in Early Spring If such be of my creed the plan, Lines in Early Spring As if by hand of lady fair The Thorn But if you'd gladly view the spot, The Thorn And if you see her in her hut, The Thorn And if a child was born or no, The Thorn And if 'twas born alive or dead, The Thorn Some say, if to the pond you go, The Thorn As if he wished himself to hide: Last of the Flock And now I care not if we die, Last of the Flock Most innocent, perhaps -- and what if guilty? Dungeon And if from me thou wilt not go, Mad Mother 'Tis all thine own! and if its hue Mad Mother And what if my poor cheek be brown? Mad Mother If his sweet boy he could forsake, Mad Mother If thou art mad, my pretty lad, Mad Mother As if her very life would fail. Idiot Boy She sits, as if in Susan's fate Idiot Boy 'Tis on the stroke -- "If Johnny's near," Idiot Boy If she must go or she must stay: Idiot Boy "If he is hurt in life or limb" -- Idiot Boy "If Susan had not been so ill, Idiot Boy If she had the heart to knock again; Idiot Boy No wonder if her senses fail, Idiot Boy You hear it now if e'er you can. Idiot Boy Then up she springs as if on wings; Idiot Boy If Betty fifty ponds should see, Idiot Boy As careless as if nothing were, Idiot Boy As if by magic cured. Idiot Boy And what if he must die in sorrow! Near Richmond "As if she for no purpose bore you; Expostulation "As if you were her first-born birth, Expostulation -- As if he strove to be a man, Forsaken Indian If they have any life or no. Forsaken Indian My poor forsaken child! if I Forsaken Indian But if grief, self-consumed, in oblivion would doze, Convict If, while a half-slumber his memory bedims, Convict "My care, if the arm of the mighty were mine, Convict If this Tintern Abbey If I were not thus taught, should I the more Tintern Abbey If solitude, or fear, or pain, or grief, Tintern Abbey If I should be, where I no more can hear Tintern Abbey
