MARTHA'S............1 Ere I had heard of Martha's name, The Thorn
MARY-QUEEN..........1 To Mary-queen the praise be yeven Ancyent Marinere V
MASS................1 It is a mass of knotted joints, The Thorn
MAST................7 Till over the mast at noon -- Ancyent Marinere I In mist or cloud on mast or shroud Ancyent Marinere I Right up above the mast did stand, Ancyent Marinere II And cluster'd round the mast: Ancyent Marinere V The sun right up above the mast Ancyent Marinere V Before the mast they stood. Ancyent Marinere VI A thought resigned with pain, when from the mast Female Vagrant
MAST-HIGH...........1 And Ice mast-high came floating by Ancyent Marinere I
MASTER..............2 Through pastures not his own, the master took; Female Vagrant "O master! we are seven." We Are Seven
MASTER'S............1 His master's dead, and no one now Simon Lee
MATCH...............1 The gloomy lantern, and the dim blue match, Female Vagrant
MATES...............1 I lay, where with his drowsy mates, the cock Female Vagrant
MATTED..............1 His black matted head on his shoulder is bent, Convict
MATTER..............3 Oh! what's the matter? what's the matter? Goody Blake Oh! what's the matter? what's the matter? Goody Blake 'Twas all in vain, a useless matter, Goody Blake
MATTHEW.............1 To me my good friend Matthew spake, Expostulation
MATTOCK.............1 The mattock totter'd in his hand; Simon Lee
MATURED.............1 When these wild ecstasies shall be matured Tintern Abbey
MAY................35 "If he may know which way to go, Ancyent Marinere VI A different lore: we may not thus profane Nightingale You may perchance behold them on the twigs, Nightingale He may associate Joy! Once more farewell, Nightingale To-morrow LEWTI may be kind. Lewti We two had sung, like little birds in May. Female Vagrant Sad case it was, as you may think, Goody Blake "O may he never more be warm!" Goody Blake That live as long as live he may, Goody Blake One moment now may give us more Lines near my House Some silent laws our hearts may make, Lines near my House We for the year to come may take Lines near my House Of his right eye, as you may see: Simon Lee "How many may you be?" We Are Seven "Sweet Maid, how this may be?" We Are Seven "Their graves are green, they may be seen," We Are Seven If I these thoughts may not prevent, Lines in Early Spring "Whatever wind may blow?" The Thorn You something of her tale may trace. The Thorn Sad case, as you may think, for one The Thorn I cannot tell how this may be, The Thorn And I may say that many a time Last of the Flock In Johnny's left-hand you may see, Idiot Boy You plainly in her face may read it, Idiot Boy That Johnny may perhaps be drown'd, Idiot Boy The little pony glad may be, Idiot Boy Though grief and pain may come to-morrow? Near Richmond O Thames! that other bards may see, Near Richmond That in thy waters may be seen Near Richmond May know his freezing sorrows more. Near Richmond "Conversing as I may, Expostulation May teach you more of man; Tables Turned As may have had no trivial influence Tintern Abbey To them I may have owed another gift, Tintern Abbey May I behold in thee what I was once, Tintern Abbey
MAY'S...............1 The cowslip-gathering at May's dewy prime; Female Vagrant
MAY'ST..............1 "May'st hear the merry din. Ancyent Marinere I
ME................123 "Now wherefore stoppest me? Ancyent Marinere I "Marinere! come with me." Ancyent Marinere I Agape they hear'd me call: Ancyent Marinere III (Listen!, O Stranger! to me) Ancyent Marinere III And curs'd me with his ee. Ancyent Marinere III And every soul it pass'd me by, Ancyent Marinere III The look with which they look'd on me, Ancyent Marinere IV Sure my kind saint took pity on me, Ancyent Marinere IV Stood by me knee to knee: Ancyent Marinere V But he said nought to me -- Ancyent Marinere V But look at me they n'old: Ancyent Marinere V They cannot me behold. Ancyent Marinere V "But tell me, tell me! speak again, Ancyent Marinere VI "But tell me, tell me! speak again, Ancyent Marinere VI All fix'd on me their stony eyes Ancyent Marinere VI But soon there breath'd a wind on me, Ancyent Marinere VI On me alone it blew. Ancyent Marinere VI "O let me be awake, my God! Ancyent Marinere VI "Or let me sleep alway!" Ancyent Marinere VI On me alone it blew. Ancyent Marinere VI "O shrieve me, shrieve me, holy Man! Ancyent Marinere VII "O shrieve me, shrieve me, holy Man! Ancyent Marinere VII Which forc'd me to begin my tale Ancyent Marinere VII And then it left me free. Ancyent Marinere VII That anguish comes and makes me tell Ancyent Marinere VII I know the man that must hear me; Ancyent Marinere VII Which biddeth me to prayer. Ancyent Marinere VII 'Tis sweeter far to me Ancyent Marinere VII On each side of my chair, and make me learn Foster-Mother In gentle phrase, then bid me sing to you -- Foster-Mother O my dear Mother! this strange man has left me Foster-Mother My husband's father told it me, Foster-Mother Full fain would it delay me! -- My dear Babe, Nightingale Should give me life, his childhood shall grow up Nightingale O that she saw me in a dream, Lewti Her bosom heave, and heave for me! Lewti To lisp, he made me kneel beside my bed, Female Vagrant From far to meet me came, spreading their snowy pride. Female Vagrant Bidding me trust in God, he stood and prayed, -- Female Vagrant Me and his children hungering in his view: Female Vagrant For me -- farthest from earthly port to roam Female Vagrant Of many things which never troubled me; Female Vagrant The wild brood saw me weep, my fate enquired, Female Vagrant And gave me food, and rest, more welcome, more desired. Female Vagrant But life of happier sort to me pourtrayed, Female Vagrant But ill it suited me, in journey dark Female Vagrant Were not for me, brought up on nothing ill; Female Vagrant With little kindness would to me incline. Female Vagrant Oh! tell me whither ---- for no earthly friend Female Vagrant Give me your tool" to him I said; Simon Lee Has oftner left me mourning. Simon Lee And dearly he loves me. Anecdote for Fathers "And tell me, had you rather be," Anecdote for Fathers In careless mood he looked at me, Anecdote for Fathers My little Edward, tell me why;" Anecdote for Fathers Why, Edward, tell me why?" Anecdote for Fathers And thus to me he made reply; Anecdote for Fathers -- Her beauty made me glad. We Are Seven And wondering looked at me. We Are Seven The human soul that through me ran; Lines in Early Spring The birds around me hopp'd and play'd: Lines in Early Spring Ah me! what lovely tints are there! The Thorn "Oh woe is me! oh misery!" The Thorn "Oh woe is me! oh misery!" The Thorn "Oh wherefore" wherefore? tell me why The Thorn Oh me! ten thousand times I'd rather The Thorn Her face it was enough for me; The Thorn "O woe is me! oh misery!" The Thorn He saw me, and he turned aside, Last of the Flock -- "Shame on me, Sir! this lusty lamb, Last of the Flock For me it never did me good. Last of the Flock For me it never did me good. Last of the Flock A woeful time it was for me, Last of the Flock For me it was a woeful day. Last of the Flock For me it was a woeful day. Last of the Flock I thought he knew some ill of me. Last of the Flock For me it was a woeful day. Last of the Flock Sir! 'twas a precious flock to me, Last of the Flock God cursed me in my sore distress, Last of the Flock I pray thee have no fear of me, Mad Mother Hung at my breasts, and pulled at me. Mad Mother It came at once to do me good; Mad Mother Oh joy for me that sight to see! Mad Mother Oh! press me with thy little hand; Mad Mother It comes to cool my babe and me. Mad Mother Oh! love me, love me, little boy! Mad Mother Oh! love me, love me, little boy! Mad Mother The high crag cannot work me harm, Mad Mother He saves for me my precious soul; Mad Mother Without me my sweet babe would die. Mad Mother And if from me thou wilt not go, Mad Mother But thou wilt live with me in love, Mad Mother 'Tis well for me; thou canst not see Mad Mother With me he never would have stay'd: Mad Mother It never, never came from me: Mad Mother Oh! smile on me, my little lamb! Mad Mother "Good Susan tell me, and I'll stay; Idiot Boy "I'm here, what is't you want with me?" Idiot Boy "O woe is me! O woe is me! Idiot Boy "O woe is me! O woe is me! Idiot Boy Oh gentle muses! let me tell Idiot Boy Why of your further aid bereave me? Idiot Boy And can you thus unfriended leave me? Idiot Boy Oh me! it is a merry meeting, Idiot Boy As now, fair river! come to me. Near Richmond To me my good friend Matthew spake, Expostulation But they to me no joy can give, Forsaken Indian Alas! You might have dragged me on Forsaken Indian Too soon despair o'er me prevailed; Forsaken Indian On me how strangely did he look! Forsaken Indian That he might pull the sledge for me. Forsaken Indian Then do not weep and grieve for me; Forsaken Indian The wolf has come to me tonight, Forsaken Indian For once could have thee close to me, Forsaken Indian And asks of me why I am here. Convict These forms of beauty have not been to me, Tintern Abbey To me was all in all. -- I cannot paint Tintern Abbey Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock, Tintern Abbey Their colours and their forms, were then to me Tintern Abbey A presence that disturbs me with the joy Tintern Abbey For thou art with me, here, upon the banks Tintern Abbey Of tender joy wilt thou remember me, Tintern Abbey And this green pastoral landscape, were to me Tintern Abbey
