ARM................13 I bit my arm and suck'd the blood Ancyent Marinere III With lusty arm. You know that huge round beam Foster-Mother And fiercely by the arm he took her, Goody Blake And by the arm he held her fast, Goody Blake And fiercely by the arm he shook her, Goody Blake While Harry held her by the arm -- Goody Blake 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 here it lies upon my arm, Last of the Flock She has a baby on her arm, Mad Mother The babe I carry on my arm, Mad Mother "My care, if the arm of the mighty were mine, Convict
ARMS................9 The day-light dawn'd -- they dropp'd their arms, Ancyent Marinere V They lifted up their stiff right arms, Ancyent Marinere VI Now wild, to bend its arms in circling shade, Yew-Tree near Esthwaite My husband's arms now only served to strain Female Vagrant Whole hours, my idle arms in moping sorrow knit. Female Vagrant And in his arms a lamb he had. Last of the Flock She looks again -- her arms are up -- Idiot Boy When from my arms my babe they took, Forsaken Indian And then he stretched his arms, how wild! Forsaken Indian
ARMY................1 While like a sea the storming army came, Female Vagrant
AROUND..............6 The Ice was all around: Ancyent Marinere I Around, around, flew each sweet sound, Ancyent Marinere V Around, around, flew each sweet sound, Ancyent Marinere V The birds around me hopp'd and play'd: Lines in Early Spring I looked around, I thought I saw The Thorn And for full fifty yards around, The Thorn
ARRIVED.............1 Soon after they arrived in that new world, Foster-Mother
ART................10 "And thou art long and lank and brown Ancyent Marinere IV "What manner of man art thou? Ancyent Marinere VII "God! who art never out of hearing, Goody Blake Thou art thy mother's only joy; Mad Mother -- Where art thou gone my own dear child? Mad Mother If thou art mad, my pretty lad, Mad Mother Vain thought! yet be as now thou art, Near Richmond Enough of science and of art; Tables Turned Oh wind that o'er my head art flying, Forsaken Indian For thou art with me, here, upon the banks Tintern Abbey
ARTICULATE..........1 Who, capable of no articulate sound, Nightingale
ARTIST'S............1 He must repair, to ply the artist's trade. Female Vagrant
ARTLESS.............1 (The Woman thus her artless story told) Female Vagrant
AS................127 Red as a rose is she; Ancyent Marinere I As green as Emerauld. Ancyent Marinere I As green as Emerauld. Ancyent Marinere I And broad as a weft upon the left Ancyent Marinere II 'Twas sad as sad could be Ancyent Marinere II As idle as a painted Ship Ancyent Marinere II As idle as a painted Ship Ancyent Marinere II As they were drinking all. Ancyent Marinere III As if thro' a dungeon grate he peer'd Ancyent Marinere III Her locks are yellow as gold: Ancyent Marinere III Her skin is white as leprosy, Ancyent Marinere III "As is the ribb'd Sea-sand. Ancyent Marinere IV My heart as dry as dust. Ancyent Marinere IV My heart as dry as dust. Ancyent Marinere IV As silent as beforne. Ancyent Marinere V As silent as beforne. Ancyent Marinere V Thought I, I am as thin as air -- Ancyent Marinere V Thought I, I am as thin as air -- Ancyent Marinere V As soft as honey-dew: Ancyent Marinere V As soft as honey-dew: Ancyent Marinere V "Still as a Slave before his Lord, Ancyent Marinere VI As in a gentle weather: Ancyent Marinere VI The harbour-bay was clear as glass, Ancyent Marinere VI Like as of torches came. Ancyent Marinere VI Was red as in a glare. Ancyent Marinere VI Forth looking as before. Ancyent Marinere VI They stood as signals to the land, Ancyent Marinere VI But, swift as dreams, myself I found Ancyent Marinere VII As mine and Albert's common Foster-mother. Foster-Mother As often as I think of those dear times Foster-Mother As often as I think of those dear times Foster-Mother [As] hang on brambles. Well, he brought him home, Foster-Mother And whistled, as he were a bird himself: Foster-Mother At once, as by the north side of the Chapel Foster-Mother And once as he was working in the cellar, Foster-Mother Such as would lull a listening child to sleep, Foster-Mother Up a great river, great as any sea, Foster-Mother Of his own sorrows) he and such as he Nightingale As he were fearful, that an April night Nightingale As if one quick and sudden Gale had swept Nightingale Drinks in as deep a flush of beauty! Lewti As white as my poor cheek will be, Lewti As white as my poor cheek will be, Lewti For Maids, as well as Youths, have perish'd Lewti For Maids, as well as Youths, have perish'd Lewti As those two swans together heave Lewti Yet fair withal, as spirits are. Lewti And I believe that, soon as I began Female Vagrant On as we drove, the equinoctial deep Female Vagrant A British ship I waked, as from a trance restored. Female Vagrant Peaceful as some immeasurable plain Female Vagrant Helpless as sailor cast on desart rock; Female Vagrant And groans, which, as they said, would make a dead man start. Female Vagrant The lanes I sought, and as the sun retired, Female Vagrant Small help, and after marriage such as mine, Female Vagrant As if because her tale was at an end Female Vagrant And who so stout of limb as he? Goody Blake His cheeks were red as ruddy clover, Goody Blake Two poor old dames, as I have known, Goody Blake Would sit, as any linnet gay. Goody Blake Sad case it was, as you may think, Goody Blake As every man who knew her says, Goody Blake That live as long as live he may, Goody Blake That live as long as live he may, Goody Blake Of his right eye, as you may see: Simon Lee As he to you will tell, Simon Lee Such stores as silent thought can bring, Simon Lee As we are wont to do. Anecdote for Fathers As if by hand of lady fair The Thorn As like as like can be: The Thorn As like as like can be: The Thorn I never heard of such as dare The Thorn As now to any eye was plain; The Thorn Sad case, as you may think, for one The Thorn There's no one knows, as I have said, The Thorn And, as I am a man, The Thorn As all the country know, The Thorn As if he wished himself to hide: Last of the Flock As healthy sheep as you might see, Last of the Flock As healthy sheep as you might see, Last of the Flock As I could wish to be; Last of the Flock As sweet a flock as ever grazed! Last of the Flock As sweet a flock as ever grazed! Last of the Flock I sold a sheep as they had said, Last of the Flock As dear as my own children be; Last of the Flock As dear as my own children be; Last of the Flock But, safe as in a cradle, here Mad Mother Bold as a lion I will be; Mad Mother As merry as the birds in spring. Mad Mother As merry as the birds in spring. Mad Mother As if her very life would fail. Idiot Boy As loud as any mill, or near it, Idiot Boy As loud as any mill, or near it, Idiot Boy Meek as a lamb the pony moves, Idiot Boy She sits, as if in Susan's fate Idiot Boy "As sure as there's a moon in heaven," Idiot Boy "As sure as there's a moon in heaven," Idiot Boy "As sure as there's a moon in heaven." Idiot Boy "As sure as there's a moon in heaven." Idiot Boy The moon's in heaven, as Betty sees, Idiot Boy Is silent as the skies. Idiot Boy "He's not as wise as some folks be," Idiot Boy "He's not as wise as some folks be," Idiot Boy "Such night as this was ne'er before, Idiot Boy Then up she springs as if on wings; Idiot Boy As careless as if nothing were, Idiot Boy As careless as if nothing were, Idiot Boy -- 'Tis Johnny! Johnny! as I live. Idiot Boy She darts as with a torrent's force, Idiot Boy And as her mind grew worse and worse, Idiot Boy As if by magic cured. Idiot Boy As ever was in Christendom. Idiot Boy As lovely visions by thy side Near Richmond As now, fair river! come to me. Near Richmond As thy deep waters now are flowing. Near Richmond Vain thought! yet be as now thou art, Near Richmond Remembrance! as we glide along, Near Richmond "As if she for no purpose bore you; Expostulation "As if you were her first-born birth, Expostulation "Conversing as I may, Expostulation -- As if he strove to be a man, Forsaken Indian "Is come as a brother thy sorrows to share. Convict With some uncertain notice, as might seem, Tintern Abbey As is a landscape to a blind man's eye: Tintern Abbey As may have had no trivial influence Tintern Abbey To look on nature, not as in the hour Tintern Abbey Thy memory be as a dwelling-place Tintern Abbey
