ASHES...............1 All stiff with ice the ashes lie; Forsaken Indian
ASIDE...............1 He saw me, and he turned aside, Last of the Flock
ASK.................1 " -- Then ask not wherefore, here, alone, Expostulation
ASK'D...............1 I of the parish ask'd relief. Last of the Flock
ASKED...............1 -- I asked him whither he was bound, and what Old Man Travelling
ASKS................1 And asks of me why I am here. Convict
ASLEEP..............1 Almost suspended, we are laid asleep Tintern Abbey
ASPECT..............1 Of aspect more sublime; that blessed mood, Tintern Abbey
ASS.................1 Semblance, with straw and panniered ass, they made Female Vagrant
ASSOCIATE...........1 He may associate Joy! Once more farewell, Nightingale
ASSURED.............1 And some in dreams assured were Ancyent Marinere II
AT................103 Till over the mast at noon -- Ancyent Marinere I At length did cross an Albatross, Ancyent Marinere I The bloody sun at noon, Ancyent Marinere II The Death-fires danc'd at night; Ancyent Marinere II Was wither'd at the root; Ancyent Marinere II At first it seem'd a little speck Ancyent Marinere III It mov'd and mov'd, and took at last Ancyent Marinere III And all at once their breath drew in Ancyent Marinere III And the dead were at my feet. Ancyent Marinere IV And the Moon is at its edge. Ancyent Marinere V And the Moon is at its side: Ancyent Marinere V The body and I pull'd at one rope, Ancyent Marinere V But look at me they n'old: Ancyent Marinere V The sails at noon left off their tune Ancyent Marinere V He kneels at morn and noon and eve -- Ancyent Marinere VII Since then at an uncertain hour Ancyent Marinere VII When you two little ones would stand at eve Foster-Mother Breeds in the love-sick maid who gazes at it, Foster-Mother And reared him at the then Lord Velez' cost. Foster-Mother Lived chiefly at the Convent or the Castle. Foster-Mother At once, as by the north side of the Chapel Foster-Mother And wander up and down at liberty. Foster-Mother At once, with rash disdain he turned away, Yew-Tree near Esthwaite Hard by the Castle, and at latest eve, Nightingale And he beholds the moon, and hush'd at once Nightingale At midnight, by the stream I rov'd Lewti Till it reach'd the moon at last. Lewti The gambols and wild freaks at shearing time; Female Vagrant The cowslip-gathering at May's dewy prime; Female Vagrant The red-breast known for years, which at my casement peck'd. Female Vagrant The parting signal streamed, at last the land withdrew, Female Vagrant Than dog-like, wading at the heels of war, Female Vagrant At last my feet a resting-place had found: Female Vagrant Nor dared my hand at any door to knock. Female Vagrant At morn my sick heart hunger scarcely stung, Female Vagrant At houses, men, and common light, amazed. Female Vagrant Or hang on tiptoe at the lifted latch; Female Vagrant And kindred of dead husband are at best Female Vagrant As if because her tale was at an end Female Vagrant At night, at morning, and at noon, Goody Blake At night, at morning, and at noon, Goody Blake At night, at morning, and at noon, Goody Blake And then her three hours' work at night! Goody Blake Then at her door the canty dame Goody Blake The winds at night had made a rout, Goody Blake And there, at night, in frost and snow, Goody Blake She's at the hedge of Harry Gill. Goody Blake And cried, "I've caught you then at last!" Goody Blake Our minds shall drink at every pore Lines near my House At once that he is poor. Simon Lee At which his heart rejoices; Simon Lee That at the root of the old tree Simon Lee And at the word right gladly he Simon Lee At which the poor old man so long Simon Lee "Or here at Liswyn farm?" Anecdote for Fathers "At Kilve's smooth shore by the green sea, Anecdote for Fathers "Or here at Liswyn Farm? Anecdote for Fathers In careless mood he looked at me, Anecdote for Fathers And said, "At Kilve I'd rather be Anecdote for Fathers "Than here at Liswyn farm." Anecdote for Fathers At this, my boy, so fair and slim, Anecdote for Fathers "At Kilve there was no weather-cock, Anecdote for Fathers And wondering looked at me. We Are Seven "And two of us at Conway dwell, We Are Seven "You say that two at Conway dwell, We Are Seven At all times of the day and night The Thorn Perhaps when you are at the place The Thorn And when at last, her time drew near, The Thorn And all that winter, when at night The Thorn And that it looks at you; The Thorn The baby looks at you again. The Thorn They throve, and we at home did thrive Last of the Flock And then at last, from three to two; Last of the Flock And savage faces, at the clanking hour[,] Dungeon Hung at my breasts, and pulled at me. Mad Mother Hung at my breasts, and pulled at me. Mad Mother It came at once to do me good; Mad Mother It loosens something at my chest; Mad Mother His lips with joy they burr at you, Idiot Boy And Betty's husband's at the wood, Idiot Boy Feeding at will along the lane, Idiot Boy "Come home again, nor stop at all, Idiot Boy And Betty's standing at the door, Idiot Boy He's at the guide-post -- he turns right, Idiot Boy And Betty, now at Susan's side, Idiot Boy And Betty's still at Susan's side: Idiot Boy But Betty is not quite at ease; Idiot Boy And Betty's drooping at the heart, Idiot Boy And Betty's still at Susan's side. Idiot Boy At the first word that Susan said Idiot Boy At poor old Susan then she railed, Idiot Boy And now she's at the doctor's door, Idiot Boy The doctor at the casement shews, Idiot Boy And now she's at the pony's tail, Idiot Boy And now she's at the pony's head, Idiot Boy So pale you scarcely looked at her: Idiot Boy And to the wood at length is come, Idiot Boy I pause; and at length, through the glimmering grate Convict When his fetters at night have so press'd on his limbs, Convict While the jail-mastiff howls at the dull clanking chain, Convict And terror shall leap at his heart. Convict "At thy name though compassion her nature resign, Convict Which, at this season, with their unripe fruits, Tintern Abbey
