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KEENEST.............1 But, what afflicts my peace with keenest ruth Female Vagrant
KEN.................1 Ne shapes of men ne beasts we ken -- Ancyent Marinere I
KEPT................3 I clos'd my lids and kept them close, Ancyent Marinere IV Of younger imagination have kept pure, Yew-Tree near Esthwaite He well could love in grief: his faith he kept; Female Vagrant
'KERCHIEF...........1 "My 'kerchief there I hem; We Are Seven
KILL................1 But kill a new-born infant thus! The Thorn
KILL'D..............2 For all averr'd, I had kill'd the Bird Ancyent Marinere II Then all averr'd, I had kill'd the Bird Ancyent Marinere II
KILVE...............4 "Kilve," said I, "was a pleasant place, Anecdote for Fathers And said, "At Kilve I'd rather be Anecdote for Fathers For Kilve by the green sea." Anecdote for Fathers "At Kilve there was no weather-cock, Anecdote for Fathers
KILVE'S.............3 I thought of Kilve's delightful shore, Anecdote for Fathers "Our home by Kilve's delightful shore, Anecdote for Fathers "At Kilve's smooth shore by the green sea, Anecdote for Fathers
KIN.................1 "And I am next of kin; Ancyent Marinere I
KIND................9 Sure my kind saint took pity on me, Ancyent Marinere IV Depart; for LEWTI is not kind. Lewti Depart; for Lewti is not kind. Lewti If LEWTI never will be kind. Lewti For LEWTI never will be kind. Lewti To-morrow LEWTI may be kind. Lewti -- I've heard of hearts unkind, kind deeds Simon Lee Oh gentle muses! Is this kind? Idiot Boy "From dead men to their kind. Expostulation
KINDLY..............2 How kindly did they paint their vagrant ease! Female Vagrant I hope you'll kindly take it; Simon Lee
KINDNESS............4 Of looks where common kindness had no part, Female Vagrant With little kindness would to me incline. Female Vagrant Of kindness and of love. Nor less, I trust, Tintern Abbey Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all Tintern Abbey
KINDRED.............2 Of kindred loveliness: then he would sigh Yew-Tree near Esthwaite And kindred of dead husband are at best Female Vagrant
KING-CUPS...........1 Thin grass and king-cups grow within the paths. Nightingale
KIRK................5 Below the Kirk, below the Hill, Ancyent Marinere I Is this the Hill? Is this the Kirk? Ancyent Marinere VI The rock shone bright, the kirk no less Ancyent Marinere VI To walk together to the Kirk Ancyent Marinere VII To walk together to the Kirk Ancyent Marinere VII
KISS................1 What tender vows our last sad kiss delayed! Female Vagrant
KISSES..............1 She kisses o'er and o'er again, Idiot Boy
KNEE................3 Stood by me knee to knee: Ancyent Marinere V Stood by me knee to knee: Ancyent Marinere V No object higher than my knee. The Thorn
KNEEL...............1 To lisp, he made me kneel beside my bed, Female Vagrant
KNEELING............1 And kneeling on the sticks, she pray'd Goody Blake
KNEELS..............1 He kneels at morn and noon and eve -- Ancyent Marinere VII
KNEES...............1 Thus on her knees did Goody pray, Goody Blake
KNELL...............2 Ravage was made, for which no knell was heard. Female Vagrant -- The clock strikes three -- a dismal knell! Idiot Boy
KNEW...............10 But knew the names of birds, and mocked their notes, Foster-Mother But never elsewhere in one place I knew Nightingale And knew not why. My happy father died Female Vagrant Fondly we wished, and wished away, nor knew, Female Vagrant As every man who knew her says, Goody Blake When he was young he little knew Simon Lee There's none that ever knew: The Thorn I thought he knew some ill of me. Last of the Flock When life was sweet I knew not why, Expostulation My fire is dead: it knew no pain; Forsaken Indian
KNIT................2 Whole hours, my idle arms in moping sorrow knit. Female Vagrant "My stockings there I often knit, We Are Seven
KNOCK...............2 Nor dared my hand at any door to knock. Female Vagrant If she had the heart to knock again; Idiot Boy
KNOCKER.............1 She lifts the knocker, rap, rap, rap, Idiot Boy
KNOTTED.............1 It is a mass of knotted joints, The Thorn
KNOW...............22 "If he may know which way to go, Ancyent Marinere VI I know the man that must hear me; Ancyent Marinere VII With lusty arm. You know that huge round beam Foster-Mother Stranger! henceforth be warned; and know, that pride, Yew-Tree near Esthwaite Of all its music! And I know a grove Nightingale I know the place where LEWTI lies, Lewti "I cannot tell, I do not know." Anecdote for Fathers What should it know of death? We Are Seven I'll tell you every thing I know; The Thorn I'll tell you all I know. The Thorn No more I know, I wish I did, The Thorn As all the country know, The Thorn And this I know, full many a time, The Thorn To thee I know too much I owe; Mad Mother I'll build an Indian bower; I know Mad Mother I know the poisons of the shade, Mad Mother I know the earth-nuts fit for food; Mad Mother "Oh Sir! you know I'm Betty Foy, Idiot Boy "You know him -- him you often see; Idiot Boy "What, woman! should I know of him?" Idiot Boy May know his freezing sorrows more. Near Richmond I cannot lift my limbs to know Forsaken Indian
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