MIDDLE..............1
   Is in the middle of her story,                           Idiot Boy


MIDNIGHT............3
   At midnight, by the stream I rov'd                       Lewti
   The bag-pipe dinning on the midnight moor                Female Vagrant
   Of moor and mountain, midnight theft to hatch;           Female Vagrant


MIGHT..............16
   Their beauty might declare:                              Ancyent Marinere IV
   Of what might else be seen.                              Ancyent Marinere VI
   The least of nature's works, one who might move          Yew-Tree near Esthwaite
   That should you close your eyes, you might almost        Nightingale
   I'd die indeed, if I might see                           Lewti
   We sought a home where we uninjured might abide.         Female Vagrant
   Till then he hoped his bones might there be laid,        Female Vagrant
   Was best, could I but shun the spot where man might come. Female Vagrant
   Might see how poor a hut she had.                        Goody Blake
   He might have worked for ever.                           Simon Lee
   As healthy sheep as you might see,                       Last of the Flock
   To any that might need it.                               Idiot Boy
   Oh reader! now that I might tell                         Idiot Boy
   Alas! You might have dragged me on                       Forsaken Indian
   That he might pull the sledge for me.                    Forsaken Indian
   With some uncertain notice, as might seem,               Tintern Abbey


MIGHT'ST............1
   "Would plant thee where yet thou might'st blossom again."           Convict


MIGHTY..............6
   Some mighty gulph of separation past,                    Female Vagrant
   Why are you in this mighty fret?                         Idiot Boy
   Though Betty's in a mighty flurry,                       Idiot Boy
   "Think you, mid all this mighty sum                      Expostulation
   "My care, if the arm of the mighty were mine,            Convict
   From this green earth; of all the mighty world           Tintern Abbey


MILD................6
   -- For weeks the balmy air breathed soft and mild,       Female Vagrant
   It is the first mild day of March:                       Lines near my House
   Her pony, that is mild and good,                         Idiot Boy
   Even he, of cattle the most mild,                        Idiot Boy
   "The pony he is mild and good,                           Idiot Boy
   Long patience has such mild composure given,             Old Man Travelling


MILDER..............2
   But he is milder far than she,                           Idiot Boy
   But in the milder grief of pity.                         Near Richmond


MILE................2
   There's not a house within a mile,                       Idiot Boy
   And she can see a mile of road,                          Idiot Boy


MILES...............1
   "Sir! I am going many miles to take                      Old Man Travelling


MILKY...............1
   For them, in nature's meads, the milky udder flowed.     Female Vagrant


MILL................1
   As loud as any mill, or near it,                         Idiot Boy


MILLION.............2
   And a million million slimy things                       Ancyent Marinere IV
   And a million million slimy things                       Ancyent Marinere IV


MIND...............23
   That break against the shore, shall lull thy mind        Yew-Tree near Esthwaite
   Image of LEWTI! from my mind                             Lewti
   Image of LEWTI! from my mind                             Lewti
   Nay, treach'rous image! leave my mind,                   Lewti
   Nay, treach'rous image! leave my mind --                 Lewti
   Nay treach'rous image! leave my mind --                  Lewti
   Soothe, gentle image! soothe my mind!                    Lewti
   And nothing to my mind a sweeter pleasure brought.       Female Vagrant
   And oft, robb'd of my perfect mind, I thought            Female Vagrant
   O reader! had you in your mind                           Simon Lee
   Bring sad thoughts to the mind.                          Lines in Early Spring
   And wicked fancies cross'd my mind,                      Last of the Flock
   Was, "Johnny! Johnny! mind that you                      Idiot Boy
   "Oh! Johnny, never mind the Doctor;                      Idiot Boy
   And as her mind grew worse and worse,                    Idiot Boy
   And while her mind was fighting thus,                    Idiot Boy
   "And Johnny, mind you tell us true."                     Idiot Boy
   "That we can feed this mind of ours,                     Expostulation
   And passing even into my purer mind                      Tintern Abbey
   The picture of the mind revives again:                   Tintern Abbey
   And the blue sky, and in the mind of man,                Tintern Abbey
   The mind that is within us, so impress                   Tintern Abbey
   Into a sober pleasure, when thy mind                     Tintern Abbey


MINDS...............5
   Would he forget those beings, to whose minds,            Yew-Tree near Esthwaite
   Our minds shall drink at every pore                      Lines near my House
   'Till all our minds for ever flow                        Near Richmond
   "Which of themselves our minds impress.                  Expostulation
   Our minds and hearts to bless --                         Tables Turned


MINE................7
   Is this mine own countrée?                               Ancyent Marinere VI
   Forthwith this frame of mine was wrench'd                Ancyent Marinere VII
   As mine and Albert's common Foster-mother.               Foster-Mother
   That joined your names with mine! O my sweet lady,       Foster-Mother
   Small help, and after marriage such as mine,             Female Vagrant
   My Sister! ('tis a wish of mine)                         Lines near my House
   "My care, if the arm of the mighty were mine,            Convict