|
MOULD.............5 |
"What though I leave this dull, and earthly |
mould |
, |
To My Brother George (epistle), Line 71 |
She gaz'd into the fresh-thrown |
mould |
, as though |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 361 |
And cover'd it with |
mould |
, and o'er it set |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 415 |
Of even |
mould |
, felicitous and smooth; |
Otho the Great, Act V, SCENE V, Ludolph, Line 65 |
Of a fit |
mould |
and beauty, ripe and rare, |
The Jealousies, Line 7 |
|
MOULDER'D.........1 |
Some |
moulder'd |
steps lead into this cool cell, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 869 |
|
MOULDERING........3 |
The |
mouldering |
arch, |
The Gothic looks solemn, Line 4 |
But those of Saturn's vintage; |
mouldering |
scrolls, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 129 |
From the fast |
mouldering |
head there shut from view: |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 430 |
|
MOULDY............1 |
And share his |
mouldy |
ratio in a siege. |
Otho the Great, Act I, SCENE I, Conrad, Line 83 |
|
MOULTED...........2 |
Of |
moulted |
feathers, touchwood, alder chips, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 882 |
Those |
moulted |
feathers, and so mount once more |
What can I do to drive away, Line 20 |
|
MOUND.............3 |
To smiles and frowns; they seem a lifted |
mound |
|
Dear Reynolds, as last night I lay in bed, Line 39 |
Before its wreathed doorway, on a |
mound |
|
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 28 |
The mossy |
mound |
and arbour were no more; |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 60 |
|
MOUNT.............12 |
|
Mount |
his back! thy sword unsheath! |
Hadst thou liv'd in days of old, Line 61 |
Swiftly I |
mount |
, upon wide spreading pinions, |
To My Brother George (epistle), Line 105 |
I |
mount |
for ever - not an atom less |
To a Young Lady Who Sent Me a Laurel Crown, Line 3 |
Upon thy |
Mount |
Lycean!" |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 306 |
My pleasant days, because I could not |
mount |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 746 |
Thou shouldst |
mount |
up to with me. Now adieu! |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 578 |
Save of blown self-applause, they proudly |
mount |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 13 |
And |
mount |
upon the snortings of a whale |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 246 |
"To-day we purpose, ay, this hour we |
mount |
|
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 185 |
And he put out an arm to bid me |
mount |
, |
Otho the Great, Act III, SCENE II, Ludolph, Line 42 |
Ere thou canst |
mount |
up these immortal steps." |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 117 |
Those moulted feathers, and so |
mount |
once more |
What can I do to drive away, Line 20 |
|
MOUNTAIN..........21 |
Let the sweet |
mountain |
nymph thy favorite be, |
On Peace, Line 8 |
Yet over the steep, whence the |
mountain |
stream rushes, |
To Some Ladies, Line 5 |
Pure as the ice-drop that froze on the |
mountain |
? |
On Receiving a Curious Shell..., Line 2 |
Some |
mountain |
breeze had turned its chief delight, |
Specimen of an Induction to a Poem, Line 9 |
The |
mountain |
flowers, when his glad senses caught |
Calidore: A Fragment, Line 54 |
Fresher than berries of a |
mountain |
tree? |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 20 |
Upon some |
mountain |
-top until I feel |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 50 |
We see the waving of the |
mountain |
pine; |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 128 |
Among his brothers of the |
mountain |
chase. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 192 |
The scrip, with needments, for the |
mountain |
air; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 208 |
By every wind that nods the |
mountain |
pine, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 261 |
My voice upon the |
mountain |
-heights; once more |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 478 |
A half-forgetfulness in |
mountain |
wind |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 980 |
Thou wast the |
mountain |
-top - the sage's pen- |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 164 |
All |
mountain |
-rivers lost in the wide home |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 949 |
With fairy fishes from the |
mountain |
tarn, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 693 |
Blood-red the sun may set behind black |
mountain |
peaks; |
There is a joy in footing slow across a silent plain, Line 17 |
lips when she dashed it to the ground, for the |
mountain |
began to grumble; which |
Upon my life, Sir Nevis, I am piqu'd, MRS. C-, Line S.D. |
From the |
mountain |
soil they take, |
Song of Four Fairies: Fire, Air, Earth, and Water, ZEPHYR, Line 60 |
Or |
mountain |
-built with peaceful citadel, |
Ode on a Grecian Urn, Line 36 |
Of darkness, a great |
mountain |
(strange to speak), |
The Jealousies, Line 661 |
|
MOUNTAIN'D........2 |
Like old Deucalion |
mountain'd |
o'er the flood, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 197 |
Which, when it ceases in this |
mountain'd |
world, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 123 |
|
MOUNTAIN'S........3 |
Huge dens and caverns in a |
mountain's |
side: |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 650 |
He reads it on the |
mountain's |
height, where chance he may sit down |
There is a joy in footing slow across a silent plain, Line 43 |
A grain of gold upon a |
mountain's |
side, |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 272 |
|
MOUNTAINEER.......3 |
Young |
mountaineer |
! descend where alleys bend |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 203 |
Warm |
mountaineer |
! for canst thou only bear |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 54 |
The |
mountaineer |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 721b |
|
MOUNTAINS.........19 |
And light blue |
mountains |
: but no breathing man |
Calidore: A Fragment, Line 28 |
To the trees and |
mountains |
; and there soon appear |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 137 |
Man's voice was on the |
mountains |
; and the mass |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 104 |
That overtop your |
mountains |
; whether come |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 199 |
Innumerable |
mountains |
rise, and rise, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 59 |
In gulf or aerie, |
mountains |
or deep dells, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 94 |
The stranger from the |
mountains |
, breathless, trac'd |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 737 |
O first-born on the |
mountains |
! by the hues |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 2 |
"Over wide streams and |
mountains |
great we went, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 239 |
Son of the old moon- |
mountains |
African! |
To the Nile, Line 1 |
The |
mountains |
blue, and cold near neighbour rills- |
Dear Reynolds, as last night I lay in bed, Line 36 |
To the |
mountains |
|
There was a naughty boy, Line 39 |
Out owre the |
mountains |
, |
Ah! ken ye what I met the day, Line 2 |
That man may never lose his mind on |
mountains |
bleak and bare; |
There is a joy in footing slow across a silent plain, Line 46 |
Of snow upon the |
mountains |
and the moors; |
Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art, Line 8 |
Was hurling |
mountains |
in that second war, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 70 |
Underneath earth-quaked |
mountains |
; |
Song of Four Fairies: Fire, Air, Earth, and Water, DUSKETHA, Line 82 |
Fledge the wild-ridged |
mountains |
steep by steep; |
Ode to Psyche, Line 55 |
With the bright mists about the |
mountains |
hoar |
Lamia, Part I, Line 169 |
|
MOUNTED...........3 |
" |
Mounted |
on panthers' furs and lions' manes, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 251 |
To pour in at the toes: I |
mounted |
up, |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 134 |
"A poet, |
mounted |
on the court-clown's back, |
The Jealousies, Line 775 |
|
MOUNTS............2 |
Who now, ere Phoebus |
mounts |
the firmament, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 330 |
Why were they proud? Because fair orange- |
mounts |
|
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 123 |
|
MOURN.............12 |
And |
mourn |
the fearful dearth of human kindness |
To George Felton Mathew, Line 62 |
Stands venerably proud; too proud to |
mourn |
|
Calidore: A Fragment, Line 39 |
The spreading blue bells: it may haply |
mourn |
|
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 43 |
Yet, as all things |
mourn |
awhile |
Think not of it, sweet one, so, Line 17 |
With dangerous speed: and so he did not |
mourn |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 550 |
It forces us in summer skies to |
mourn |
: |
Dear Reynolds, as last night I lay in bed, Line 84 |
No heart was there in Florence but did |
mourn |
|
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 499 |
The brethren's skulls |
mourn |
, dewy wet, |
O Some Skulls in Beauley Abbey, near Inverness, Line 5 |
Our conquerors to |
mourn |
as we do now. |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 231 |
I still must |
mourn |
. The fair Auranthe mine! |
Otho the Great, Act II, SCENE I, Ludolph, Line 140 |
Then in a wailful choir the small gnats |
mourn |
|
To Autumn, Line 27 |
To make rejoinder to Moneta's |
mourn |
. |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 231 |
|
MOURN'D...........4 |
|
Mourn'd |
as if yet thou wert a forester;- |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 779 |
The Spirit |
mourn'd |
"Adieu!"- dissolv'd, and left |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 321 |
First the soft bag-pipe |
mourn'd |
with zealous haste; |
Of late two dainties were before me plac'd, Line 5 |
Where Cybele and the bruised Titans |
mourn'd |
. |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 4 |
|
MOURNETH..........1 |
Spirit here that |
mourneth |
! |
Spirit here that reignest, Line 4 |
|
MOURNFUL..........12 |
Delicious Avon, with a |
mournful |
sound, |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 214 |
Were heard of none beside the |
mournful |
robbins. |
This pleasant tale is like a little copse, Line 14 |
So |
mournful |
strange. Surely some influence rare |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 497 |
Young traveller, in such a |
mournful |
place? |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 650 |
Those towering horses and their |
mournful |
freight. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 359 |
The |
mournful |
wanderer dreams. Behold! he walks |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 407 |
When it is nighing to the |
mournful |
house |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 103 |
Sighs, too, as |
mournful |
as that Memnon's harp |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 376 |
Your |
mournful |
Psyche, nor the downy owl |
Ode on Melancholy, Line 7 |
And there her women, in a |
mournful |
throng, |
Otho the Great, Act IV, SCENE II, Page, Line 2 |
In |
mournful |
syllables. Let but my words reach |
Otho the Great, Act IV, SCENE II, Page, Line 15 |
There as he stood, he heard a |
mournful |
voice, |
Lamia, Part I, Line 35 |
|
MOURNFULLY........1 |
Sound |
mournfully |
upon the winds and low; |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 445 |
|
MOURNING..........4 |
The mellow ditties from a |
mourning |
tongue?- |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 160 |
Some |
mourning |
words, which in our feeble tongue |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 49 |
Bring me some |
mourning |
weeds, that I may 'tire |
Otho the Great, Act IV, SCENE I, Auranthe, Line 93 |
Some |
mourning |
words, which in our feeble tongue |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 351 |
|
MOURNS............2 |
He |
mourns |
that day so soon has glided by: |
To one who has been long in city pent, Line 12 |
O'er pale faces |
mourns |
|
The Gothic looks solemn, Line 8 |
|
MOUSE.............3 |
Thou shalt see the field- |
mouse |
peep |
Fancy, Line 55 |
With metaphysic swiftness, at the |
mouse |
; |
The Jealousies, Line 56 |
The Imaian 'scutcheon bright,- one |
mouse |
in argent field. |
The Jealousies, Line 585 |
|
MOUSE'S...........1 |
"Show him a |
mouse's |
tail, and he will guess, |
The Jealousies, Line 55 |
|
MOUTH.............21 |
Some with upholden hand and |
mouth |
severe; |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 143 |
Sit ye near some old cavern's |
mouth |
and brood |
On the Sea, Line 13 |
Be rather in the trumpet's |
mouth |
,- anon |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 737 |
That, near a cavern's |
mouth |
, for ever pour'd |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 85 |
By tenderest pressure, a faint damask |
mouth |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 405 |
Convulsion to a |
mouth |
of many years? |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 287 |
By the melancholy corners of that |
mouth |
. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 396 |
Of the salmon's |
mouth |
, |
For there's Bishop's Teign, Line 11 |
Two witch's eyes above a cherub's |
mouth |
, |
Dear Reynolds, as last night I lay in bed, Line 6 |
From |
mouth |
to mouth through all the country pass'd: |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 502 |
From mouth to |
mouth |
through all the country pass'd: |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 502 |
Each a |
mouth |
of pearls must strew. |
Not Aladdin magian, Line 34 |
What whining bit of tongue and |
mouth |
thus dares |
Upon my life, Sir Nevis, I am piqu'd, BEN NEVIS, Line 21 |
He ground severe his skull, with open |
mouth |
|
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 51 |
And purple-stained |
mouth |
; |
Ode to a Nightingale, Line 18 |
Turning to poison while the bee- |
mouth |
sips: |
Ode on Melancholy, Line 24 |
The provinces about the Danube's |
mouth |
, |
Otho the Great, Act III, SCENE II, Otho, Line 19 |
Or the deep key of Jove's sonorous |
mouth |
, |
Otho the Great, Act V, SCENE V, Ludolph, Line 25 |
She had a woman's |
mouth |
with all its pearls complete: |
Lamia, Part I, Line 60 |
Her |
mouth |
foam'd, and the grass, therewith besprent, |
Lamia, Part I, Line 148 |
His |
mouth |
being held conveniently fit |
The Jealousies, Line 421 |
|
MOUTH'D...........2 |
Of pale- |
mouth'd |
prophet dreaming. |
Ode to Psyche, Line 35 |
Of pale- |
mouth'd |
prophet dreaming. |
Ode to Psyche, Line 49 |
|
MOUTHED...........2 |
And crimson |
mouthed |
shells with stubborn curls, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 880 |
And sat me down, and took a |
mouthed |
shell |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 270 |
|
MOUTHS............1 |
Silence! Gag up their |
mouths |
! I cannot bear |
Otho the Great, Act III, SCENE II, Conrad, Line 261 |
|
MOV'D.............8 |
Lay dormant, |
mov'd |
convuls'd and gradually |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 499 |
Death had come sudden; for no jot he |
mov'd |
, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 566 |
Have |
mov'd |
, even though Amphion's harp had woo'd |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 461 |
|
Mov'd |
on for many a league; and gain'd, and lost |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 829 |
|
Mov'd |
in these vales invisible till now? |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book III, Line 52 |
Pour'd on his hair, they all |
mov'd |
to the feast |
Lamia, Part II, Line 195 |
Relented not, nor |
mov'd |
; "from every ill |
Lamia, Part II, Line 296 |
|
Mov'd |
the thin linen folds that drooping hung |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 196 |
|
MOVE..............21 |
Nor |
move |
, till ends the lofty strain, |
Ode to Apollo, Line 21 |
Nor |
move |
till Milton's tuneful thunders cease, |
Ode to Apollo, Line 22 |
Then o'er the strings his fingers gently |
move |
, |
Ode to Apollo, Line 40 |
Light-footed damsels |
move |
with gentle paces |
Specimen of an Induction to a Poem, Line 41 |
Like the bright spots that |
move |
about the sun; |
To My Brother George (epistle), Line 40 |
Deaf to light Zephyrus it would not |
move |
; |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 175 |
A little cloud would |
move |
across the blue. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 88 |
What! dost thou |
move |
? dost kiss? O bliss! O pain! |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 773 |
Henceforth was dove-like.- Loth was he to |
move |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 870 |
"What is there in thee, Moon! that thou shouldst |
move |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 142 |
I |
move |
to the end in lowliness of heart.- |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 29 |
With the slow |
move |
of time,- sluggish and weary |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 922 |
Shall |
move |
on soberly, as it is meet; |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 154 |
Filling the air, as on we |
move |
, with portraiture intense, |
There is a joy in footing slow across a silent plain, Line 35 |
Fearing to |
move |
or speak, she look'd so dreamingly. |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 306 |
As thou canst |
move |
about, an evident God; |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 338 |
Alas! My lord, my lord! they cannot |
move |
her! |
Otho the Great, Act V, SCENE V, Page, Line 187 |
When |
move |
in a sweet body fit for life, |
Lamia, Part I, Line 39 |
Come, lead me to this Mars - and let us |
move |
|
King Stephen Act I, SCENE II, Glocester, Line 51 |
Zodiac will not |
move |
without a sly douceur! |
The Jealousies, Line 297 |
They dip, |
move |
on, and with them moves a glow |
The Jealousies, Line 556 |
|
MOVED.............6 |
Be |
moved |
for days from whence it sometime fell, |
On the Sea, Line 7 |
Through the cool depth.- It |
moved |
as if to flee- |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 897 |
|
Moved |
on with pointed finger. In this guise |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 606 |
|
Moved |
either host. On a wide sand they met, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 822 |
|
Moved |
'twas with careful steps, and hush'd as death: |
Otho the Great, Act IV, SCENE II, Page, Line 4 |
wept, and desired Apollonius to be silent, but he would not be |
moved |
, and |
Lamia, Keats's Footnote from Burton, |
|
MOVEMENT..........1 |
So that I felt a |
movement |
in my heart |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 267 |
|
MOVES.............4 |
On pinions that nought |
moves |
but pure delight; |
As from the darkening gloom a silver dove, Line 3 |
Some shape of beauty |
moves |
away the pall |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 12 |
|
Moves |
round the point, and throws her anchor stiff. |
Dear Reynolds, as last night I lay in bed, Line 24 |
They dip, move on, and with them |
moves |
a glow |
The Jealousies, Line 556 |
|
MOVEST............1 |
Besides the goods meanwhile thou |
movest |
east and west. |
The Jealousies, Line 243 |
|
MOVING............11 |
When it is |
moving |
on luxurious wings, |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 131 |
A careful |
moving |
, caught my waking ears, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 680 |
|
Moving |
more near the while. "O Haunter chaste |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 302 |
|
Moving |
about as in a gentle wind, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 616 |
|
Moving |
but with the mighty ebb and flow. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 387 |
Smooth- |
moving |
came Oceanus the old, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 994 |
Like to a |
moving |
vintage down they came, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 200 |
And |
moving |
with demurest air |
The Eve of St. Mark, Line 17 |
The |
moving |
waters at their priestlike task |
Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art, Line 5 |
And threw their |
moving |
shadows on the walls, |
Lamia, Part I, Line 359 |
Freckled with red and gold the |
moving |
swarm; |
The Jealousies, Line 575 |
|
MOWN..............2 |
From hedge to hedge about the new- |
mown |
mead; |
On the Grasshopper and Cricket, Line 4 |
For the new |
mown |
hay |
For there's Bishop's Teign, Line 41 |
|
MOZART............1 |
Was warm'd luxuriously by divine |
Mozart |
; |
To Charles Cowden Clarke, Line 110 |
|
MR................7 |
Better than |
Mr |
. D--, |
All gentle folks who owe a grudge, Line 30 |
Better than |
Mr |
. V--. |
All gentle folks who owe a grudge, Line 32 |
My shoemaker was always |
Mr |
. Bates. |
Upon my life, Sir Nevis, I am piqu'd, MRS. C-, Line 18 |
And if not |
Mr |
. Bates, why I'm not old! |
Upon my life, Sir Nevis, I am piqu'd, MRS. C-, Line 19 |
Well done - for by what |
Mr |
. Dwarfy said, |
When they were come unto the Faery's court, Line 81 |
No, no, there |
Mr |
. Werter takes his spoon, |
Pensive they sit, and roll their languid eyes, Line 10 |
" |
Mr |
. Nisby is of opinion that laced coffee is bad |
The Jealousies, Keats's Note to Line 365 |
|
MRS...............1 |
And two |
Mrs |
.- |
Two or three posies, Line 20 |
|
MUCH..............55 |
To say "joy not too |
much |
in all that's bloomy." |
To George Felton Mathew, Line 52 |
I marvel |
much |
that thou hast never told |
To George Felton Mathew, Line 84 |
Delighting |
much |
, to see it half at rest, |
Calidore: A Fragment, Line 15 |
Ah, yes! |
much |
more would start into his sight- |
To My Brother George (epistle), Line 63 |
Of late, too, I have had |
much |
calm enjoyment, |
To My Brother George (epistle), Line 119 |
|
Much |
have I travell'd in the realms of gold, |
On First Looking into Chapman's Homer, Line 1 |
Spreads awfully before me. How |
much |
toil! |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 307 |
Or fed too |
much |
with cloying melody- |
On the Sea, Line 12 |
Who, who could tell how |
much |
|
Unfelt, unheard, unseen, Line 5 |
And press'd me by the hand: Ah! 'twas too |
much |
; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 636 |
As if, athirst with so |
much |
toil, 'twould sip |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 88 |
With too |
much |
passion, will here stay and pity, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 828 |
As |
much |
as here is penn'd doth always find |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 847 |
A resting place, thus |
much |
comes clear and plain; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 848 |
No, he had felt too |
much |
for such harsh jars: |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 865 |
Death felt it to his inwards: 'twas too |
much |
: |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 787 |
And all my story that |
much |
passion slew me; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 114 |
And with them shall I die; nor |
much |
it grieves |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 935 |
Sees not so |
much |
as I; |
Extracts from an Opera, DAISY'S SONG Line 2 |
Too |
much |
of pity after they are dead, |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 92 |
The little sweet doth kill |
much |
bitterness; |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 98 |
And, furthermore, her brethren wonder'd |
much |
|
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 457 |
O Lowther, how |
much |
better thou |
All gentle folks who owe a grudge, Line 21 |
Vaprous doth hide them; just so |
much |
I wist |
Read me a lesson, Muse, and speak it loud, Line 4 |
And there is sullen mist; even so |
much |
|
Read me a lesson, Muse, and speak it loud, Line 6 |
Thus |
much |
I know, that, a poor witless elf, |
Read me a lesson, Muse, and speak it loud, Line 11 |
|
Much |
charity, and ne'er neglect |
O Some Skulls in Beauley Abbey, near Inverness, Line 38 |
Too |
much |
gaz'd at? Where's the maid |
Fancy, Line 70 |
Not so |
much |
life as on a summer's day |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 8 |
And in the proof |
much |
comfort will I give, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 179 |
|
Much |
pain have I for more than loss of realms: |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 334 |
Conrad, I owe thee |
much |
. |
Otho the Great, Act I, SCENE II, Otho, Line 179a |
Indeed too |
much |
oppress'd. May I be bold |
Otho the Great, Act II, SCENE I, Conrad, Line 53 |
Your dukedom's privilege will grant so |
much |
. |
Otho the Great, Act II, SCENE I, Ludolph, Line 55 |
And |
much |
in the Emperor's favor. |
Otho the Great, Act II, SCENE II, Captain, Line 17a |
This is too |
much |
! Hearken, my lady pure,- |
Otho the Great, Act II, SCENE II, Gersa, Line 91 |
That this poor face you deign to praise so |
much |
; |
Otho the Great, Act II, SCENE II, Erminia, Line 110 |
I think, nay I am sure, you will grieve |
much |
|
Otho the Great, Act II, SCENE II, Erminia, Line 113 |
I have too |
much |
. |
Otho the Great, Act III, SCENE II, Ludolph, Line 4a |
This is a little painful; just too |
much |
. |
Otho the Great, Act III, SCENE II, Otho, Line 45 |
You do yourself |
much |
wrong. |
Otho the Great, Act III, SCENE II, Otho, Line 196a |
Follow;- your presences will |
much |
avail |
Otho the Great, Act III, SCENE II, Albert, Line 280 |
Not so |
much |
at your threats, as at your voice, |
Otho the Great, Act IV, SCENE I, Auranthe, Line 131 |
Too |
much |
upon your thoughtful mood, I will |
Otho the Great, Act IV, SCENE II, Gersa, Line 47 |
|
Much |
better he came not. |
Otho the Great, Act V, SCENE V, Ludolph, Line 139a |
And fills the air with so |
much |
pleasant health |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 100 |
Then spake, so |
much |
more earnest, that the breath |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 195 |
Spake out, so |
much |
more earnest, that her breath |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 217 |
Was in this shrouded vale, not so |
much |
air |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 311 |
In Council, dreams too |
much |
among his books. |
King Stephen Act I, SCENE IV, Chester, Line 32 |
For it may comfort and console him |
much |
, |
The Jealousies, Line 123 |
Who, turning |
much |
his body, more his neck, |
The Jealousies, Line 255 |
Feel, feel my pulse, how |
much |
in love I am; |
The Jealousies, Line 400 |
It was too |
much |
. He shrunk back in his chair, |
The Jealousies, Line 456 |
( |
Much |
like our Boswell's), we will take a glance |
The Jealousies, Line 634 |
|
MUDDY.............4 |
And, like a |
muddy |
stream, would bear along |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 158 |
Once spiritual, are like |
muddy |
lees, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 906 |
Should darken her pure grot with |
muddy |
gloom; |
On Fame ("How fever'd is the man"), Line 8 |
Making our bright hours |
muddy |
, be a thing |
Otho the Great, Act III, SCENE II, Otho, Line 116 |
|
MUFFLED...........6 |
Some with their faces |
muffled |
to the ear |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 144 |
When the soundless earth is |
muffled |
, |
Fancy, Line 19 |
All eyes be |
muffled |
, or a hundred swords |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 83 |
How came ye |
muffled |
in so hush a masque? |
Ode on Indolence, Line 12 |
Two |
muffled |
up,- one sighing heavily, |
Otho the Great, Act IV, SCENE II, Page, Line 122 |
A |
muffled |
death, ensnared in horrid silence! |
Otho the Great, Act V, SCENE I, Ludolph, Line 26 |
|
MUFFLING..........5 |
|
Muffling |
to death the pathos with his wings; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 421 |
In |
muffling |
hands. So temper'd, out he stray'd |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 873 |
Nor |
muffling |
thicket interpos'd to dull |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 966 |
Glow'd through, and wrought upon the |
muffling |
dark |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 275 |
|
Muffling |
his face, of greeting friends in fear, |
Lamia, Part I, Line 362 |
|
MULCIBER'S........1 |
|
Mulciber's |
columns gleam in far piazzian line. |
Lamia, Part I, Line 212 |
|
MULE..............4 |
Or how I pace my Otaheitan |
mule |
. |
When they were come unto the Faery's court, Line 14 |
But the |
Mule |
grasing on the herbage green. |
When they were come unto the Faery's court, Line 74 |
The |
Mule |
no sooner saw himself alone |
When they were come unto the Faery's court, Line 75 |
O king of Otaheite - though a |
mule |
, |
When they were come unto the Faery's court, Line 79 |
|
MULES.............1 |
And pannier'd |
mules |
for ducats and old lies- |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 134 |
|
MULLA'S...........1 |
Small good to one who had by |
Mulla's |
stream |
To Charles Cowden Clarke, Line 33 |
|
MULTITUDE.........6 |
Up-followed by a |
multitude |
that rear'd |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 164 |
A shout from the whole |
multitude |
arose, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 308 |
Thus went that beautiful |
multitude |
, nor far, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 818 |
Another |
multitude |
. Whereat more quick |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 821 |
On all the |
multitude |
a nectarous dew. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 892 |
A skyey masque, a pinion'd |
multitude |
,- |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 558 |
|
MUMBLINGS.........1 |
Uttering the while some |
mumblings |
funeral. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 748 |
|
MUMCHANCE.........1 |
|
Mumchance |
art thou with both obliged to part. |
Of late two dainties were before me plac'd, Line 14 |
|
MUMMY.............1 |
Thank you, old |
mummy |
!- now securely I take wing." |
The Jealousies, Line 603 |
|
MURDER............3 |
Do gently |
murder |
half my soul, and I |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 309 |
The guerdon of their |
murder |
they had got, |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 477 |
Yet men will |
murder |
upon holy days: |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 119 |
|
MURDER'D..........2 |
So the two brothers and their |
murder'd |
man |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 209 |
Was almost |
murder'd |
; I am penitent, |
Otho the Great, Act V, SCENE V, Ludolph, Line 170 |
|
MURDERER..........1 |
Each richer by his being a |
murderer |
. |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 224 |
|
MURDERING.........1 |
Any foul play, or awkward |
murdering |
, |
The Jealousies, Line 192 |
|
MURDEROUS.........2 |
Of the late darken'd time,- the |
murderous |
spite |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 293 |
Upon the |
murderous |
spot she seem'd to grow, |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 365 |
|
MURKY.............2 |
Of |
murky |
buildings; climb with me the steep,- |
O Solitude! if I must with thee dwell, Line 3 |
This |
murky |
phantasm! thou contented seem'st |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 466 |
|
MURMUR............9 |
That the still |
murmur |
of the honey bee |
To My Brother George (epistle), Line 13 |
What does he |
murmur |
with his latest breath, |
To My Brother George (epistle), Line 69 |
Lo! how they |
murmur |
, laugh, and smile, and weep: |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 142 |
Wide sea, that one continuous |
murmur |
breeds |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 16 |
And |
murmur |
about Indian streams?"- Then she, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 143 |
Before the tense string |
murmur |
.- To the earth! |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 345 |
Instead of pines shall |
murmur |
in the wind: |
Ode to Psyche, Line 53 |
Still buds the tree, and still the sea-shores |
murmur |
. |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 422 |
A metropolitan |
murmur |
, lifeful, warm, |
The Jealousies, Line 573 |
|
MURMUR'D..........1 |
And |
murmur'd |
into it, and made melody- |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 271 |
|
MURMURED..........1 |
Rous'd by his whispering footsteps |
murmured |
faint: |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 268 |
|
MURMURER..........1 |
Low |
murmurer |
of tender lullabies! |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 12 |
|
MURMURING.........6 |
But as the |
murmuring |
surge. Chilly and numb |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 243 |
For each their old love found. A |
murmuring |
rose, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 824 |
And on her couch low |
murmuring |
"Where? O where?" |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 240 |
Left |
murmuring |
, what deepest thought can tell? |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 246 |
Swoon'd, |
murmuring |
of love, and pale with pain. |
Lamia, Part I, Line 289 |
Of love, retired, vex'd and |
murmuring |
|
The Jealousies, Line 131 |
|
MURMUROUS.........3 |
Unhaunted by the |
murmurous |
noise of waves, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book III, Line 40 |
The |
murmurous |
haunt of flies on summer eves. |
Ode to a Nightingale, Line 50 |
He met within the |
murmurous |
vestibule |
Lamia, Part II, Line 163 |
|
MURMURS...........3 |
Melted in dying |
murmurs |
! O how nigh |
Oh Chatterton! how very sad thy fate, Line 6 |
The surgy |
murmurs |
of the lonely sea. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 121 |
In |
murmurs |
, which his first-endeavouring tongue |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 171 |
|
MUS'D.............1 |
So |
mus'd |
awhile, entoil'd in woofed phantasies. |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 288 |
|
MUSCULAR..........1 |
Like a lithe serpent vast and |
muscular |
|
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 261 |
|
MUSE..............21 |
With you, kindest friends, in idea I |
muse |
; |
To Some Ladies, Line 6 |
To the coy |
muse |
, with me she would not live |
To George Felton Mathew, Line 32 |
How vain for me the niggard |
muse |
to tease: |
To George Felton Mathew, Line 73 |
For while I |
muse |
, the lance points slantingly |
Specimen of an Induction to a Poem, Line 12 |
O kindly |
muse |
! let not my weak tongue faulter |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 128 |
And, sitting down close by, began to |
muse |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 558 |
Of these first minutes? The unchariest |
muse |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 532 |
To |
muse |
for ever - Then a lucid wave, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 997 |
|
Muse |
of my native land! loftiest Muse! |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 1 |
Muse of my native land! loftiest |
Muse |
! |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 1 |
On barren souls. Great |
Muse |
, thou know'st what prison, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 20 |
|
Muse |
of my native land, am I inspir'd? |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 354 |
Glow with the |
muse |
, but they are never felt |
Give me your patience, sister, while I frame, Line 12 |
Read me a lesson, |
Muse |
, and speak it loud |
Read me a lesson, Muse, and speak it loud, Line 1 |
O leave them, |
Muse |
! O leave them to their woes; |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book III, Line 3 |
Leave them, O |
Muse |
! for thou anon wilt find |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book III, Line 7 |
So, if we may not let the |
muse |
be free, |
If by dull rhymes our English must be chain'd, Line 13 |
Were strewn rich gifts, unknown to any |
Muse |
, |
Lamia, Part I, Line 19 |
But first 'tis fit to tell how she could |
muse |
|
Lamia, Part I, Line 202 |
My |
muse |
had wings, |
What can I do to drive away, Line 11 |
Rejoin'd the mago, "but on Bertha |
muse |
; |
The Jealousies, Line 434 |
|
MUSE'S............3 |
The classic page - the |
muse's |
lore. |
Fill for me a brimming bowl, Line 20 |
Without one |
muse's |
smile, or kind behest, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 37 |
For when the |
Muse's |
wings are air-ward spread, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 82 |
|
MUSED.............2 |
Call'd him soft names in many a |
mused |
rhyme, |
Ode to a Nightingale, Line 53 |
Because he |
mused |
beyond her, knowing well |
Lamia, Part II, Line 38 |
|
MUSES.............15 |
To raise a trophy to the drama's |
muses |
. |
To George Felton Mathew, Line 7 |
Now the |
Muses |
had been ten. |
Hadst thou liv'd in days of old, Line 36 |
Ay, in those days the |
Muses |
were nigh cloy'd |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 178 |
But strength alone though of the |
Muses |
born |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 241 |
Is folded by the |
muses |
; the bright roll |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 725 |
Towards her with the |
Muses |
in thine heart; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 49 |
High |
Muses |
! let him hurry to the ending. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 940 |
|
Muses |
bright and Muses pale; |
Welcome joy, and welcome sorrow, Line 20 |
Muses bright and |
Muses |
pale; |
Welcome joy, and welcome sorrow, Line 20 |
|
Muses |
bright and Muses pale, |
Welcome joy, and welcome sorrow, Line 24 |
Muses bright and |
Muses |
pale, |
Welcome joy, and welcome sorrow, Line 24 |
O |
Muses |
, weep the rest- |
Upon my life, Sir Nevis, I am piqu'd, Line 68b |
|
Muses |
nine, that I may know him! |
Where's the Poet? Show him! show him, Line 2 |
He |
muses |
. |
Otho the Great, Act V, SCENE V, First Lady, Line 99a |
The soft, lute-finger'd |
Muses |
chaunting clear, |
Lamia, Part I, Line 73 |
|
MUSHROOM..........1 |
That camp- |
mushroom |
, dishonour of our house; |
Otho the Great, Act I, SCENE I, Conrad, Line 80 |
|
MUSHROOMS.........2 |
Night-swollen |
mushrooms |
? Are not our wide plains |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 215 |
And cold |
mushrooms |
; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 234 |
|
MUSIC.............58 |
Nor e'er will the |
music |
of Oberon die. |
On Receiving a Curious Shell..., Line 36 |
That gave soft |
music |
from Armida's bowers, |
To Charles Cowden Clarke, Line 31 |
What time you were before the |
music |
sitting, |
To Charles Cowden Clarke, Line 113 |
Make pleasing |
music |
, and not wild uproar. |
How many bards gild the lapses of time, Line 14 |
The while let |
music |
wander round my ears, |
On Leaving Some Friends at an Early Hour, Line 9 |
Some ever-fleeting |
music |
on they sweep. |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 141 |
Fresh garlands: for sweet |
music |
has been heard |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 223 |
Than the light |
music |
of her nimble toes |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 97 |
The very |
music |
of the name has gone |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 36 |
With a faint breath of |
music |
, which ev'n then |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 115 |
In |
music |
, through the vales of Thessaly: |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 144 |
Her lips with |
music |
for the welcoming. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 377 |
This sleepy |
music |
, forc'd him walk tiptoe: |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 358 |
Who lov'd - and |
music |
slew not? 'Tis the pest |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 365 |
Silence was |
music |
from the holy spheres; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 675 |
Their |
music |
came to my o'er-sweeten'd soul; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 445 |
Sweet |
music |
breath'd her soul away, and sigh'd |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 767 |
Can mingle |
music |
fit for the soft ear |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 974 |
Let me have |
music |
dying, and I seek |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 140 |
Truth the best |
music |
in a first-born song. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 773 |
Beyond the reach of |
music |
: for the choir |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 964 |
Dancing |
music |
, music sad, |
Welcome joy, and welcome sorrow, Line 18 |
Dancing music, |
music |
sad, |
Welcome joy, and welcome sorrow, Line 18 |
An echo of sweet |
music |
doth create |
Dear Reynolds, as last night I lay in bed, Line 62 |
He tells of the sweet |
music |
and the spot |
Dear Reynolds, as last night I lay in bed, Line 65 |
And Isabella on its |
music |
hung: |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 284 |
And taste the |
music |
of that vision pale. |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 392 |
O |
Music |
, Music, breathe despondingly! |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 434 |
O Music, |
Music |
, breathe despondingly! |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 434 |
O |
Music |
, Music, breathe despondingly! |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 482 |
O Music, |
Music |
, breathe despondingly! |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 482 |
The |
music |
, yearning like a god in pain, |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 56 |
To |
music |
of the drowsy chimes. |
The Eve of St. Mark, Line 66 |
With thunder, and with |
music |
, and with pomp: |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 121 |
With songs of misery, |
music |
of our woes; |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 269 |
With |
music |
wing'd instead of silent plumes, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 287 |
Fled is that |
music |
:- Do I wake or sleep? |
Ode to a Nightingale, Line 80 |
Martial |
music |
. Enter, from the outer gate, OTHO, Nobles, |
Otho the Great, Act I, SCENE II, S.D. to Line 1a |
Her dazzling torches; nor the |
music |
breathe |
Otho the Great, Act I, SCENE II, Otho, Line 47 |
Ho! let the |
music |
sound! |
Otho the Great, Act I, SCENE II, Conrad, Line 202 |
[ |
Music |
. ETHELBERT raises his hands, as in benediction of |
Otho the Great, Act I, SCENE II, S.D. to Line 202 |
CONRAD, Nobles, Knights, Ladies, etc., etc., etc. |
Music |
. |
Otho the Great, Act III, SCENE II, S.D. to Line 1 |
My Arab, no soft |
music |
should enrich |
Otho the Great, Act III, SCENE II, Otho, Line 29 |
In one room |
music |
, in another sadness, |
Otho the Great, Act III, SCENE II, Gersa, Line 278 |
Yes, yes! A hope! A |
music |
! |
Otho the Great, Act V, SCENE I, Ludolph, Line 31b |
First I would hear what |
music |
is prepared |
Otho the Great, Act V, SCENE V, Ludolph, Line 78 |
[A soft strain of |
music |
. |
Otho the Great, Act V, SCENE V, S.D. to Line 81 |
A haunting |
music |
, sole perhaps and lone |
Lamia, Part II, Line 122 |
Soft went the |
music |
the soft air along, |
Lamia, Part II, Line 199 |
Grew hush; the stately |
music |
no more breathes; |
Lamia, Part II, Line 263 |
Think not of them, thou hast thy |
music |
too,- |
To Autumn, Line 24 |
No |
music |
but a happy-noted voice- |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 164 |
Save it for me, sweet love! though |
music |
breathe |
To Fanny, Line 25 |
The streets are full of |
music |
- |
King Stephen Act I, SCENE II, Second Captain, Line 28a |
Of feasts and |
music |
, and all idle shows |
King Stephen Act I, SCENE IV, Chester, Line 52 |
Sudden the |
music |
ceased, sudden the hand |
The Jealousies, Line 348 |
Cunningly-station'd |
music |
dies and swells |
The Jealousies, Line 570 |
Sweet in the air a mild-toned |
music |
plays, |
The Jealousies, Line 725 |
|
MUSIC'S...........2 |
Of |
music's |
kiss impregnates the free winds, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 784 |
And scarce three steps, ere |
Music's |
golden tongue |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 20 |
|
MUSICAL...........1 |
He heard a laugh full |
musical |
aloft; |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 198 |
|
MUSICIANS.........1 |
Bid the |
musicians |
soothe him tenderly. |
Otho the Great, Act V, SCENE V, Sigifred, Line 80 |
|
MUSING............3 |
While to the rugged north our |
musing |
turns |
To George Felton Mathew, Line 70 |
|
Musing |
on Milton's fate - on Sydney's bier- |
Oh! how I love, on a fair summer's eve, Line 10 |
Which comes of thought and |
musing |
: give us help!" |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 166 |
|
MUSINGS...........2 |
Should sad Despondency my |
musings |
fright, |
To Hope, Line 9 |
Strange |
musings |
to the solitary Pan. |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 411 |
|
MUSK..............6 |
A fresh-blown |
musk |
-rose; 'twas the first that threw |
To a Friend Who Sent Me Some Roses, Line 6 |
For there the lily, and the |
musk |
-rose, sighing, |
To My Brother George (epistle), Line 89 |
What is more tranquil than a |
musk |
-rose blowing |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 5 |
Rich with a sprinkling of fair |
musk |
-rose blooms: |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 19 |
Close in a bower of hyacinth and |
musk |
, |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 85 |
The coming |
musk |
-rose, full of dewy wine, |
Ode to a Nightingale, Line 49 |
|
MUSKROSE..........1 |
Sweet as a |
muskrose |
upon new-made hay; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 102 |
|
MUSSLEMAN.........1 |
His son to be that unknown |
Mussleman |
|
Otho the Great, Act I, SCENE III, Sigifred, Line 12 |
|
MUSTACHIOS........1 |
|
Mustachios |
, ear-ring, nose-ring, and his sabre keen. |
The Jealousies, Line 279 |
|
MUSTER............4 |
Such as ay |
muster |
where grey time has scoop'd |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 649 |
To |
muster |
kites and eagles 'gainst my head? |
Otho the Great, Act II, SCENE I, Otho, Line 87 |
Than any drummer's in the |
muster |
-roll; |
Otho the Great, Act III, SCENE II, Albert, Line 268 |
|
Muster |
thy warlike thousands at a nod! |
Otho the Great, Act IV, SCENE I, Auranthe, Line 155 |
|
MUSTY.............1 |
To |
musty |
laws lined out with wretched rule |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 195 |
|
MUTE..............9 |
The wondering spirits of heaven were |
mute |
, |
On Receiving a Curious Shell..., Line 31 |
Till the thunder was |
mute |
? |
God of the golden bow, Line 22 |
If smiles, if dimples, tongues for ardour |
mute |
, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 441 |
His fingers went across it - All were |
mute |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 1003 |
Shut up thine olden pages, and be |
mute |
. |
On Sitting Down to Read King Lear Once Again, Line 4 |
He play'd an ancient ditty, long since |
mute |
, |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 291 |
|
Mute |
thou remainest - mute! yet I can read |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book III, Line 111 |
Mute thou remainest - |
mute |
! yet I can read |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book III, Line 111 |
I see in thy |
mute |
beauty beaming forth! |
Otho the Great, Act III, SCENE II, Ludolph, Line 10 |
|
MUTES.............2 |
And a few Persian |
mutes |
, who that same year |
Lamia, Part I, Line 390 |
In a finger conversation with my |
mutes |
,- |
The Jealousies, Line 356 |
|
MUTTER'D..........5 |
Pigeons and doves: Adonis something |
mutter'd |
, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 497 |
Yet |
mutter'd |
wildly. I could hear he lov'd |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 567 |
|
Mutter'd |
: "What lonely death am I to die |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 258 |
And as she |
mutter'd |
"Well-a - well-a-day!" |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 111 |
|
Mutter'd |
, like tempest in the distance brew'd, |
Lamia, Part I, Line 353 |
|
MUTTERING.........2 |
|
Muttering |
to be unbound. |
God of the golden bow, Line 19 |
Dark clouds, and |
muttering |
of winds morose. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 652 |
|
MUTTERINGS........1 |
And die away in ardent |
mutterings |
. |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 40 |
|
MUTUAL............2 |
And friendliness, the nurse of |
mutual |
good; |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 318 |
Had died in |
mutual |
arms devout and true, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 793 |
|
MYRIAD............2 |
The monstrous sea is thine - the |
myriad |
sea! |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 69 |
Let me see the |
myriad |
shapes |
Song of Four Fairies: Fire, Air, Earth, and Water, SALAMANDER, Line 13 |
|
MYRIADS...........5 |
To fret at |
myriads |
of earthly wrecks. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 776 |
Of mealy sweets, which |
myriads |
of bees |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 996 |
Glad was the hour, when, with thee, |
myriads |
bade |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 32 |
Onward these |
myriads |
- with song and dance, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 243 |
On the damp grass |
myriads |
of lingering leaves, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 934 |
|
MYRRH.............1 |
A censer fed with |
myrrh |
and spiced wood, |
Lamia, Part II, Line 176 |
|
MYRTLE............7 |
Yet I rejoice: a |
myrtle |
fairer than |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 248 |
Soft breezes from the |
myrtle |
vale below; |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 195 |
And flowers, and wreaths, and ready |
myrtle |
crowns |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 342 |
To where thick |
myrtle |
branches, 'gainst his head |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 378 |
A chamber, |
myrtle |
wall'd, embowered high, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 389 |
The |
myrtle |
sicken'd in a thousand wreaths. |
Lamia, Part II, Line 264 |
Palm, |
myrtle |
, oak, and sycamore, and beech, |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 20 |
|
MYRTLES...........3 |
Passion their voices cooingly 'mong |
myrtles |
, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 248 |
Interwreath'd with |
myrtles |
new, |
Welcome joy, and welcome sorrow, Line 31 |
And of thy spicy |
myrtles |
as they blow, |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 147 |
|
MYSELF............24 |
|
Myself |
in poesy; so I may do the deed |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 97 |
If I do hide |
myself |
, it sure shall be |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 275 |
Knowing within |
myself |
the manner in which this Poem has |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Preface, paragraph1 |
fitting |
myself |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Preface, paragraph2 |
|
Myself |
to thee. Ah, dearest, do not groan |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 779 |
|
Myself |
to immortality: I prest |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 173 |
|
Myself |
to things of light from infancy; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 958 |
I will bathe |
myself |
with thee, |
Song of Four Fairies: Fire, Air, Earth, and Water, ZEPHYR, Line 43 |
But why do I stand babbling to |
myself |
? |
Otho the Great, Act I, SCENE I, Conrad, Line 14 |
Thou clod of yesterday - 'twas not |
myself |
! |
Otho the Great, Act I, SCENE I, Auranthe, Line 91 |
Can smother from |
myself |
the wrong I've done him,- |
Otho the Great, Act I, SCENE I, Albert, Line 156 |
You rob me of |
myself |
; my dignity |
Otho the Great, Act I, SCENE II, Gersa, Line 119 |
I will encounter his thwart spleen |
myself |
, |
Otho the Great, Act I, SCENE III, Ludolph, Line 91 |
In tender victory,- but for |
myself |
|
Otho the Great, Act II, SCENE I, Ludolph, Line 139 |
Shall I go |
myself |
? Monstrous wickedness! |
Otho the Great, Act II, SCENE II, Erminia, Line 3 |
Prais'd be the heavens, I now dare own |
myself |
! |
Otho the Great, Act II, SCENE II, Erminia, Line 94 |
Fie! Fie! But I will be her guard |
myself |
; |
Otho the Great, Act II, SCENE II, Ethelbert, Line 127 |
I'll chain up |
myself |
. |
Otho the Great, Act III, SCENE II, Ludolph, Line 110b |
Aye, I could almost curse him now |
myself |
. |
Otho the Great, Act IV, SCENE I, Auranthe, Line 11 |
|
Myself |
, as fits one wailing her own death,- |
Otho the Great, Act IV, SCENE I, Auranthe, Line 94 |
Spite of |
myself |
, and with a Pythia's spleen, |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 203 |
With half unravel'd web. I set |
myself |
|
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 308 |
Of change, hour after hour I curs'd |
myself |
: |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 399 |
Turn'd from |
myself |
, her partner, in a huff; |
The Jealousies, Line 701 |
|
MYSTERIES.........12 |
The revelries, and |
mysteries |
of night: |
To My Brother George (epistle), Line 64 |
Out the dark |
mysteries |
of human souls |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 289 |
The silent |
mysteries |
of earth, descend!" |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 214 |
Of heaven and its |
mysteries |
. |
Bards of passion and of mirth, Line 22 |
With its many |
mysteries |
, |
The Eve of St. Mark, Line 37 |
And sky-engendered, Son of |
Mysteries |
|
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 310 |
A partner in your sorrow's |
mysteries |
; |
Ode on Melancholy, Line 8 |
Of bridal- |
mysteries |
- a fine-spun vengeance! |
Otho the Great, Act V, SCENE V, Ludolph, Line 131 |
She stood: he pass'd, shut up in |
mysteries |
, |
Lamia, Part I, Line 241 |
Conquer all |
mysteries |
by rule and line, |
Lamia, Part II, Line 235 |
Hung pale, and curtain'd her in |
mysteries |
|
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 253 |
Bigger than stags,- a moon,- with other |
mysteries |
. |
The Jealousies, Line 450 |
|
MYSTERIOUS........12 |
|
Mysterious |
, wild, the far heard trumpet's tone; |
Calidore: A Fragment, Line 156 |
Its voice |
mysterious |
, which whoso hears |
To My Brother George (sonnet), Line 7 |
Or by |
mysterious |
enticement draw |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 268 |
Dread opener of the |
mysterious |
doors |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 288 |
That thou dost know of things |
mysterious |
, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 506 |
His quiver is |
mysterious |
, none can know |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 539 |
I care not for this old |
mysterious |
man!" |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 280 |
Dear Reynolds, I have a |
mysterious |
tale |
Dear Reynolds, as last night I lay in bed, Line 86 |
With a still, |
mysterious |
stealth: |
Fancy, Line 36 |
To what green altar, O |
mysterious |
priest, |
Ode on a Grecian Urn, Line 32 |
And by |
mysterious |
sleights a hundred thirsts appease? |
Lamia, Part I, Line 285 |
And legend-leaved book, |
mysterious |
to behold. |
The Jealousies, Line 513 |
|
MYSTERY...........7 |
Shapes of delight, of |
mystery |
, and fear, |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 138 |
Himself with every |
mystery |
, and awe; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 270 |
He had left thinking of the |
mystery |
,- |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 930 |
And touch the strings into a |
mystery |
; |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 444 |
Would come no |
mystery |
? For me, dark, dark, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book III, Line 86 |
This |
mystery |
demands an audience |
Otho the Great, Act III, SCENE II, Otho, Line 104 |
He is the sole one in this |
mystery |
. |
Otho the Great, Act III, SCENE II, Conrad, Line 254 |
|
MYSTIC............1 |
Great Brahma from his |
mystic |
heaven groans, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 265 |
|
MYTHOLOGY.........1 |
|
mythology |
of Greece, and dulled its brightness: for I wish to try once more, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Preface, paragraph5 |