| |
| STOCKDOVE.........1 |
| The |
stockdove |
shall hatch her soft brace and shall coo, |
Hush, hush, tread softly, hush, hush, my dear, Line 23 |
| |
| STOCKING..........1 |
| Like, saving shoe for sock or |
stocking |
, my man John!" |
The Jealousies, Line 306 |
| |
| STOCKINGS.........1 |
| New |
stockings |
|
There was a naughty boy, Line 15 |
| |
| STOL'N............1 |
| |
Stol'n |
to this paradise, and so entranced, |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 244 |
| |
| STOLE.............5 |
| Moreover, through the dancing poppies |
stole |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 566 |
| Even to the trees. He rose: he grasp'd his |
stole |
, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 230 |
| |
Stole |
through its verdurous matting of fresh trees. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 420 |
| And then she hover'd over me, and |
stole |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 446 |
| To see scull, coffin'd bones, and funeral |
stole |
; |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 356 |
| |
| STOLEN............4 |
| Till it has panted round, and |
stolen |
a share |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 84 |
| Who |
stolen |
hast away the wings wherewith |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 109 |
| Destroy'd?- how many tit bits |
stolen |
? Gaze |
To Mrs. Reynold's Cat, Line 3 |
| From high Olympus had he |
stolen |
light, |
Lamia, Book I, Line 9 |
| |
| STONE.............18 |
| That balances the heavy meteor- |
stone |
;- |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 644 |
| In a mossy |
stone |
, that sometimes was my seat, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 877 |
| A voice, he had been froze to senseless |
stone |
; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 200 |
| In ponderous |
stone |
, developing the mood |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 132 |
| And many other juts of aged |
stone |
|
Dear Reynolds, as last night I lay in bed, Line 47 |
| And a large flint- |
stone |
weighs upon my feet; |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 299 |
| She kiss'd it with a lip more chill than |
stone |
, |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 371 |
| No, not a |
stone |
, or I shall go in fits- |
Upon my life, Sir Nevis, I am piqu'd, MRS. C-, Line 39 |
| Upon his knees he sank, pale as smooth-sculptured |
stone |
. |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 297 |
| Sat gray-hair'd Saturn, quiet as a |
stone |
, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 4 |
| Of |
stone |
, or marble swart; their import gone, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 282 |
| Couches of rugged |
stone |
, and slaty ridge |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 16 |
| And of my ducal palace not one |
stone |
|
Otho the Great, ACT I, SCENE I, Conrad, Line 8 |
| Was sitting on a square edg'd polish'd |
stone |
, |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO II, Line 51 |
| A hedge-stake - or a ponderous |
stone |
to hurl |
King Stephen ACT I, SCENE III, Stephen, Line 7 |
| Round to the curb- |
stone |
patient dost thou trudge, |
The Jealousies, Line 247 |
| With liquor and the staircase: verdict - found |
stone |
dead. |
The Jealousies, Line 630 |
| The one he struck |
stone |
blind, the other's eyes wox dim. |
In after time a sage of mickle lore, Line 9 |
| |
| STONES............8 |
| The meadows runnels, runnels pebble- |
stones |
, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 839 |
| The nether sides of mossy |
stones |
and rock,- |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 937 |
| Here are the craggy |
stones |
beneath my feet; |
Read me a lesson, Muse, and speak it loud, Line 10 |
| Follow me, child, or else these |
stones |
will be thy bier." |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 108 |
| The chains lie silent on the footworn |
stones |
;- |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 368 |
| Of rain and hail- |
stones |
, lovers need not tell |
As Hermes once took to his feathers light, Line 11 |
| Of Druid |
stones |
, upon a forlorn moor, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 35 |
| Which calls them Highland pebble- |
stones |
not worth a fly. |
The Jealousies, Line 747 |
| |
| STOOD.............61 |
| There |
stood |
a knight, patting the flowing hair |
Calidore: A Fragment, Line 110 |
| I |
stood |
tip-toe upon a little hill, |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 1 |
| So while the Poet |
stood |
in this sweet spot, |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 177 |
| Who |
stood |
on Latmus' top, what time there blew |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 194 |
| Though she |
stood |
smiling o'er the sacrifice, |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 200 |
| And so they |
stood |
, fill'd with a sweet surprise, |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 234 |
| There |
stood |
a marble alter, with a tress |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 90 |
| Who |
stood |
therein did seem of great renown |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 168 |
| |
Stood |
silent round the shrine: each look was chang'd |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 186 |
| |
Stood |
, wan, and pale and with an awed face, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 191 |
| |
Stood |
stupefied with my own empty folly, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 961 |
| In the fountain's pebbly margin, and she |
stood |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 99 |
| And lifted hands, and trembling lips he |
stood |
; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 196 |
| His destiny, alert he |
stood |
: but when |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 334 |
| Over a bower, where little space he |
stood |
; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 381 |
| |
Stood |
serene Cupids watching silently. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 419 |
| I saw this youth as he despairing |
stood |
: |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 561 |
| I fled three days - when lo! before me |
stood |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 566 |
| |
Stood |
trembling creatures. I beheld the wreck; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 658 |
| Endymion from Glaucus |
stood |
apart, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 773 |
| At his right hand |
stood |
winged Love, and on |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 864 |
| They |
stood |
in dreams |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 887b |
| "Within his car, aloft, young Bacchus |
stood |
, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 209 |
| |
Stood |
smiling; merry Hebe laughs and nods; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 437 |
| At which that dark-eyed stranger |
stood |
elate |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 977 |
| Many all day in dazzling river |
stood |
, |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 111 |
| Lorenzo |
stood |
, and wept: the forest tomb |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 275 |
| That old nurse |
stood |
beside her wondering, |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 377 |
| So he |
stood |
in |
There was a naughty boy, Line 112 |
| He |
stood |
in his |
There was a naughty boy, Line 116 |
| As I |
stood |
where a rocky brig |
Ah! ken ye what I met the day, Line 9 |
| As I |
stood |
its roofing under, |
Not Aladdin magian, Line 10 |
| To where he |
stood |
, hid from the torch's flame, |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 93 |
| Had |
stood |
a pigmy's height: she would have ta'en |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 28 |
| He |
stood |
, and heard not Thea's sobbing deep; |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 139 |
| His winged minions in close clusters |
stood |
, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 197 |
| |
Stood |
full blown, for the God to enter in. |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 212 |
| And from the mirror'd level where he |
stood |
|
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 257 |
| And in her wide imagination |
stood |
|
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 58 |
| I |
stood |
upon a shore, a pleasant shore, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 262 |
| He lifted up his stature vast, and |
stood |
, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 325 |
| He press'd together, and in silence |
stood |
. |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 378 |
| |
Stood |
bright, amid the sorrow of his peers? |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book III, Line 30 |
| Thus with half-shut suffused eyes he |
stood |
, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book III, Line 44 |
| She |
stood |
in tears amid the alien corn; |
Ode to a Nightingale, Line 67 |
| In chains, as just now |
stood |
that noble prince: |
Otho the Great, ACT I, SCENE II, Otho, Line 168 |
| Though bright Apollo's car |
stood |
burning here, |
Otho the Great, ACT III, SCENE II, Ludolph, Line 41 |
| |
Stood |
in the passage whispering; if any |
Otho the Great, ACT IV, SCENE II, Page, Line 3 |
| There as he |
stood |
, he heard a mournful voice, |
Lamia, Book I, Line 35 |
| South-westward to Cleone. There she |
stood |
|
Lamia, Book I, Line 179 |
| She |
stood |
: he pass'd, shut up in mysteries, |
Lamia, Book I, Line 241 |
| Before each lucid pannel fuming |
stood |
|
Lamia, Book II, Line 175 |
| Thus loaded with a feast the tables |
stood |
, |
Lamia, Book II, Line 189 |
| Methought I |
stood |
where trees of every clime, |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 19 |
| |
Stood |
a cool vessel of transparent juice, |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 42 |
| My devout lips, than side by side we |
stood |
, |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 292 |
| Thither we tend."- Now in clear light I |
stood |
, |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO II, Line 49 |
| He stung away again, and |
stood |
to breathe, |
King Stephen ACT I, SCENE II, Second Knight, Line 47 |
| There |
stood |
, or hover'd, tremulous in the air, |
The Jealousies, Line 2 |
| Nor rested till they |
stood |
to cool, and fan, |
The Jealousies, Line 322 |
| Lifted his wings, and |
stood |
attentive-wise. |
The Jealousies, Line 497 |
| |
| STOOP.............8 |
| But let me see thee |
stoop |
from heaven on wings |
To Hope, Line 41 |
| And then I'll |
stoop |
from heaven to inspire him. |
To My Brother George (epistle), Line 80 |
| And live for that honor to |
stoop |
to thee now, |
God of the golden bow, Line 35 |
| Who, suddenly, should |
stoop |
through the smooth wind, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 381 |
| But never may be garner'd. I must |
stoop |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 274 |
| How ye, perforce, must be content to |
stoop |
: |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 178 |
| As yesterday the Arab made thee |
stoop |
. |
Otho the Great, ACT IV, SCENE II, Ludolph, Line 110 |
| |
Stoop |
, Hermes, let me breathe upon thy brow, |
Lamia, Book I, Line 121 |
| |
| STOOP'D...........3 |
| Bright signal that she only |
stoop'd |
to tie |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 500 |
| Forward he |
stoop'd |
over the airy shore, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 356 |
| Like a |
stoop'd |
falcon ere he takes his prey. |
Lamia, Book I, Line 67 |
| |
| STOOPING..........3 |
| And now! ah, I see it - you just now are |
stooping |
|
To Some Ladies, Line 15 |
| |
Stooping |
their shoulders o'er a horse's prance, |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 332 |
| Of faeries |
stooping |
on their wings sublime |
The Jealousies, Line 98 |
| |
| STOP..............16 |
| |
Stop |
and consider! life is but a day; |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 85 |
| From low hung branches; little space they |
stop |
; |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 88 |
| So it will pleasure thee, and force thee |
stop |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 436 |
| Their full-veined ears, nostrils blood wide, and |
stop |
; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 400 |
| For ever: let our fate |
stop |
here - a kid |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 633 |
| O who wouldn't |
stop |
in a meadow? |
Over the hill and over the dale, Line 18 |
| He would not |
stop |
at home |
There was a naughty boy, Line 3 |
| To |
stop |
and greet them. |
Ah! ken ye what I met the day, Line 16 |
| Had put a sudden |
stop |
to my hot breath, |
Otho the Great, ACT III, SCENE I, Albert, Line 4 |
| And sing for my delight, I'd |
stop |
my ears! |
Otho the Great, ACT III, SCENE II, Ludolph, Line 40 |
| You suffocate me! |
Stop |
this devil's parley, |
Otho the Great, ACT IV, SCENE I, Albert, Line 133 |
| They bade me |
stop |
. |
Otho the Great, ACT IV, SCENE II, Page, Line 5a |
| Must I |
stop |
here? Here solitary die? |
Otho the Great, ACT V, SCENE I, Ludolph, Line 18 |
| There we must |
stop |
him. |
Otho the Great, ACT V, SCENE V, Sigifred, Line 102a |
| This must not be - |
stop |
there! |
Otho the Great, ACT V, SCENE V, Sigifred, Line 180a |
| Who while thou goest ever seem'st to |
stop |
, |
The Jealousies, Line 237 |
| |
| STOPPING..........1 |
| And I was |
stopping |
up my frantic ears, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 290 |
| |
| STOPS.............2 |
| So that he here and there full hearted |
stops |
; |
This pleasant tale is like a little copse, Line 4 |
| Onward he goes - he |
stops |
- his bosom beats |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 355 |
| |
| STOPT.............2 |
| Towards the ground; but rested not, nor |
stopt |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 334 |
| Its strain, when other harmonies, |
stopt |
short, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 127 |
| |
| STORE.............16 |
| So the unnumber'd sounds that evening |
store |
; |
How many bards gild the lapses of time, Line 9 |
| Might I indulge at large in all my |
store |
|
Sleep and Poetry, Line 346 |
| Our feet were soft in flowers. There was |
store |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 665 |
| From these devoted eyes their silver |
store |
, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 434 |
| Yet if thou wilt behold all beauty's |
store |
, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 58 |
| Green-kyrtled Spring, flush Summer, golden |
store |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 422 |
| Doves will offer up, and sweetest |
store |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 660 |
| Sure I will not believe thou hast such |
store |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 809 |
| With three legs all her |
store |
? |
All gentle folks who owe a grudge, Line 10 |
| And for the day faint visions there is |
store |
; |
Ode on Indolence, Line 58 |
| Ludolph, you have no saving plea in |
store |
? |
Otho the Great, ACT II, SCENE I, Otho, Line 104 |
| An ample |
store |
of misery thou hast, |
Otho the Great, ACT III, SCENE II, Ethelbert, Line 173 |
| Of cups and goblets, and the |
store |
thrice told |
Lamia, Book II, Line 186 |
| Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy |
store |
? |
To Autumn, Line 12 |
| |
Store |
of strange vessels, and large draperies, |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 73 |
| (Of pastry he got |
store |
within the palace,) |
The Jealousies, Line 218 |
| |
| STORED............4 |
| "All cates and dainties shall be |
stored |
there |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 173 |
| Was with its |
stored |
thunder labouring up. |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 41 |
| Clouds of |
stored |
summer rains |
Song of Four Fairies: Fire, Air, Earth, and Water, ZEPHYR, Line 58 |
| Was with its |
stored |
thunder labouring up. |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 343 |
| |
| STORES............1 |
| Comparing, joyfully, their plenteous |
stores |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 389 |
| |
| STORIES...........4 |
| The wrong'd Libertas,- who has told you |
stories |
|
To Charles Cowden Clarke, Line 44 |
| That smile us on to tell delightful |
stories |
. |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 124 |
| And I will tell thee |
stories |
of the sky, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 812 |
| Too many doleful |
stories |
do we see, |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 93 |
| |
| STORM.............11 |
| Against an endless |
storm |
. Moreover too, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 883 |
| Was woven in with black distinctness; |
storm |
, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 200 |
| No housing from the |
storm |
and tempests mad, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 322 |
| The |
storm |
, and through chill aguish gloom outburst |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 675 |
| Aw'd from the throne aloof;- and when |
storm |
-rent |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 871 |
| Than shoots the slanted hail- |
storm |
, down he dropt |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 333 |
| Morning fair and |
storm |
-wreck'd hull; |
Welcome joy, and welcome sorrow, Line 13 |
| Will |
storm |
his heart, Love's fev'rous citadel: |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 84 |
| Hark! 'tis an elfin- |
storm |
from faery land, |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 343 |
| These lovers fled away into the |
storm |
. |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 371 |
| I floated with, about that melancholy |
storm |
. |
As Hermes once took to his feathers light, Line 14 |
| |
| STORMED...........1 |
| Ulysses |
stormed |
, and his enchanted belt |
Give me your patience, sister, while I frame, Line 11 |
| |
| STORMS............3 |
| And when bleak |
storms |
resistless rove, |
Stay, ruby breasted warbler, stay, Line 17 |
| Miltonian |
storms |
, and more, Miltonian tenderness; |
To Charles Cowden Clarke, Line 58 |
| All lovers, whom fell |
storms |
have doom'd to die |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 722 |
| |
| STORMY............1 |
| "King of the |
stormy |
sea! |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 943b |
| |
| STORY.............21 |
| And splendidly mark'd with the |
story |
divine |
On Receiving a Curious Shell..., Line 7 |
| While my |
story |
of love I enraptur'd repeat. |
O come, dearest Emma!, Line 12 |
| "Places of nestling green for Poets made." |
Story |
of Rimini |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Epigraph |
| The light of thy |
story |
? |
God of the golden bow, Line 10 |
| What mighty power has this gentle |
story |
! |
This pleasant tale is like a little copse, Line 10 |
| Will trace the |
story |
of Endymion. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 35 |
| I must be near the middle of my |
story |
. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 53 |
| He sang the |
story |
up into the air, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 838 |
| With long-forgotten |
story |
, and wherein |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 127 |
| So I will in my |
story |
straightway pass |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 397 |
| From where large Hercules wound up his |
story |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 406 |
| And all my |
story |
that much passion slew me; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 114 |
| Has my own soul conspired: so my |
story |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 644 |
| To a sheepskin gave the |
story |
, |
Lines on the Mermaid Tavern, Line 17 |
| A |
STORY |
FROM BOCCACCIO |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Subtitle |
| And a sad ditty of this |
story |
born |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 501 |
| 'Tis the same |
story |
o'er and o'er,- |
O Some Skulls in Beauley Abbey, near Inverness, Line 95 |
| To hear my |
story |
. O be gentle to me, |
Otho the Great, ACT II, SCENE II, Erminia, Line 114 |
| After the page's |
story |
of the death |
Otho the Great, ACT V, SCENE III, Gonfrid, Line 4 |
| Had Lycius liv'd to hand his |
story |
down, |
Lamia, Book II, Line 7 |
| Although her |
story |
sounds at first a little queer." |
The Jealousies, Line 405 |
| |
| STOUNDING.........1 |
| Of that late |
stounding |
insult! Why has my sword |
Otho the Great, ACT IV, SCENE II, Ludolph, Line 94 |
| |
| STOUT.............8 |
| A very Red Cross Knight - a |
stout |
Leander - |
Woman! when I behold thee flippant, vain, Line 13 |
| Hails it with tears, her |
stout |
defender sent: |
Specimen of an Induction to a Poem, Line 16 |
| Or like |
stout |
Cortez when with eagle eyes |
On First Looking into Chapman's Homer, Line 11 |
| What when a |
stout |
unbending champion awes |
Addressed to Haydon, Line 11 |
| Of seamen, and |
stout |
galley-rowers' toil: |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 248 |
| Methinks by his |
stout |
bearing he should be- |
Otho the Great, ACT II, SCENE II, Captain, Line 15 |
| I will see more. Bear you so |
stout |
a heart? |
Otho the Great, ACT V, SCENE III, Gonfrid, Line 17 |
| |
Stout |
soldiers posted at the door? |
Otho the Great, ACT V, SCENE V, First Knight, Line 10a |
| |
| STOUTER...........1 |
| In |
stouter |
hearts than nurse's fear and dread: |
The Jealousies, Line 68 |
| |
| STOUTEST..........1 |
| On abject Caesars - not the |
stoutest |
band |
To a Young Lady Who Sent Me a Laurel Crown, Line 12 |
| |
| STOVE.............1 |
| Has wrought a silence, from the |
stove |
there shrills |
On the Grasshopper and Cricket, Line 11 |
| |
| STRAGGLING........2 |
| His head upon a tuft of |
straggling |
weeds, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 109 |
| Whose arms spread |
straggling |
in wild serpent forms, |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 447 |
| |
| STRAIGHT..........14 |
| These lures I |
straight |
forget, - e'en ere I dine, |
Woman! when I behold thee flippant, vain, Line 24 |
| Peona guiding, through the water |
straight |
, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 427 |
| And after, |
straight |
in that inspired place |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 837 |
| Thou pointest out the way, and |
straight |
'tis won. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 96 |
| |
Straight |
homeward to their symbol-essences; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 700 |
| Which hurryingly they gain'd, and enter'd |
straight |
. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 725 |
| 'Twas done: and |
straight |
with sudden swell and fall |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 766 |
| In the cold moonshine. |
Straight |
he seiz'd her wrist; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 508 |
| And |
straight |
all flush'd; so, lisped tenderly, |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 54 |
| And |
straight |
she'll run on four. |
All gentle folks who owe a grudge, Line 12 |
| The Princess took it and, dismounting |
straight |
, |
When they were come unto the Faery's court, Line 69 |
| Let Albert |
straight |
be summon'd. |
Otho the Great, ACT III, SCENE II, Otho, Line 192a |
| Open it |
straight |
;- hush!- quiet!- my lost boy! |
Otho the Great, ACT V, SCENE IV, Otho, Line 37 |
| There ran a stream of lamps |
straight |
on from wall to wall. |
Lamia, Book II, Line 131 |
| |
| STRAIGHTWAY.......6 |
| So I |
straightway |
began to pluck a posey |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 27 |
| Young Daniel, who did |
straightway |
pluck the beam |
Before he went to live with owls and bats, Line 6 |
| And |
straightway |
into frightful eddies swoop'd; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 648 |
| At which he |
straightway |
started, and 'gan tell |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 297 |
| To that same feather'd lyrist, who |
straightway |
, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 432 |
| So I will in my story |
straightway |
pass |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 397 |
| |
| STRAIN............6 |
| Nor move, till ends the lofty |
strain |
, |
Ode to Apollo, Line 21 |
| Along the reedy stream; a half heard |
strain |
, |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 161 |
| Its |
strain |
, when other harmonies, stopt short, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 127 |
| And then another, then another |
strain |
, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 285 |
| And, like an anxious warder, |
strain |
his sight |
Otho the Great, ACT I, SCENE III, Sigifred, Line 17 |
| [A soft |
strain |
of music. |
Otho the Great, ACT V, SCENE V, S.D. to Line 81 |
| |
| STRAIN'D..........1 |
| And twing'd with avarice |
strain'd |
out my eyes |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 273 |
| |
| STRAINED..........1 |
| From over- |
strained |
might. Releas'd, he fled |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 263 |
| |
| STRAINS...........3 |
| Wild |
strains |
to which, spell-bound, the nightingales listened; |
On Receiving a Curious Shell..., Line 30 |
| No spherey |
strains |
by me could e'er be caught |
To My Brother George (epistle), Line 4 |
| Louder they talk, and louder come the |
strains |
|
Lamia, Book II, Line 204 |
| |
| STRAITEN'D........1 |
| Gurgles through |
straiten'd |
banks, and still doth fan |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 211 |
| |
| STRAND............2 |
| The dull shell's echo, from a bowery |
strand |
|
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 274 |
| Dungeoner of my friends, that wicked |
strand |
|
What can I do to drive away, Line 32 |
| |
| STRANDS...........1 |
| Islands, and creeks, and amber-fretted |
strands |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 743 |
| |
| STRANGE...........55 |
| In this little dome, all those melodies |
strange |
, |
On Receiving a Curious Shell..., Line 33 |
| That thou hast never told thy travels |
strange |
, |
To George Felton Mathew, Line 90 |
| And start with awe at mine own |
strange |
pretence. |
Specimen of an Induction to a Poem, Line 64 |
| These wonders |
strange |
he sees, and many more, |
To My Brother George (epistle), Line 53 |
| More |
strange |
, more beautiful, more smooth, more regal, |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 21 |
| And many a verse from so |
strange |
influence |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 69 |
| The thought of that same chariot, and the |
strange |
|
Sleep and Poetry, Line 161 |
| Paw up against the light, and do |
strange |
deeds |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 166 |
| |
Strange |
thunders from the potency of song; |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 231 |
| On humbler thoughts, and let this |
strange |
assay |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 313 |
| The pipy hemlock to |
strange |
overgrowth; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 241 |
| |
Strange |
ministrant of undescribed sounds, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 285 |
| Of some |
strange |
history, potent to send |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 324 |
| To golden palaces, |
strange |
minstrelsy, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 457 |
| So mournful |
strange |
. Surely some influence rare |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 497 |
| Wrought suddenly in me. What indeed more |
strange |
? |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 521 |
| The which became more |
strange |
, and strange, and dim, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 570 |
| The which became more strange, and |
strange |
, and dim, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 570 |
| Handfuls of daisies." - "Endymion, how |
strange |
! |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 632 |
| This all? Yet it is |
strange |
, and sad, alas! |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 722 |
| There must be surely character'd |
strange |
things, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 62 |
| So fairy-quick, was |
strange |
! Bewildered, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 93 |
| 'Twas far too |
strange |
, and wonderful for sadness; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 219 |
| And more of beautiful and |
strange |
beside: |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 391 |
| There darts |
strange |
light of varied hues and dyes: |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 541 |
| With starlight gems: aye, all so huge and |
strange |
, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 632 |
| Anon the |
strange |
voice is upon the wane- |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 849 |
| |
Strange |
journeyings! Wherever beauty dwells, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 93 |
| My |
strange |
love came - Felicity's abyss! |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 176 |
| |
Strange |
matters did it treat of, and drew on |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 679 |
| Where these are new and |
strange |
, are ominous. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 911 |
| Towards her, and awakes - and, |
strange |
, o'erhead, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 434 |
| Nor did speed hinder converse soft and |
strange |
- |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 488 |
| Sang not to her - |
strange |
! that honey |
Robin Hood, Line 47 |
| Of secrecy, the violet:- What |
strange |
powers |
Blue!- 'Tis the life of heaven - the domain, Line 12 |
| |
Strange |
sound it was, when the pale shadow spake; |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 281 |
| Paining me through: those sounds grow |
strange |
to me, |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 311 |
| Though beautiful, cold - |
strange |
- as in a dream |
On Visiting the Tomb of Burns, Line 3 |
| Wherefrom I take |
strange |
lore, and read it deep, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 148 |
| Of such new tuneful wonder. Is't not |
strange |
|
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book III, Line 67 |
| And sure in language |
strange |
she said- |
La Belle Dame sans Merci: A Ballad, Line 27 |
| And they were |
strange |
to me, as may betide |
Ode on Indolence, Line 9 |
| And no news! No news! 'Faith! 'tis very |
strange |
|
Otho the Great, ACT I, SCENE II, Otho, Line 74 |
| He thus avoids us. Lady, is't not |
strange |
? |
Otho the Great, ACT I, SCENE II, Otho, Line 75 |
| What portent - what |
strange |
prodigy is this? |
Otho the Great, ACT III, SCENE II, Ludolph, Line 60 |
| He has, assure yourself, by some |
strange |
means, |
Otho the Great, ACT IV, SCENE I, Auranthe, Line 8 |
| Things unbeliev'd one hour, so |
strange |
they are, |
Otho the Great, ACT V, SCENE III, Sigifred, Line 2 |
| Without surprise, his questions, howe'er |
strange |
. |
Otho the Great, ACT V, SCENE V, Gersa, Line 18 |
| Of all she list, |
strange |
or magnificent: |
Lamia, Book I, Line 204 |
| No more so |
strange |
; for merry wine, sweet wine, |
Lamia, Book II, Line 211 |
| Store of |
strange |
vessels, and large draperies, |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 73 |
| |
Strange |
musings to the solitary Pan. |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 411 |
| And as his style is of |
strange |
elegance, |
The Jealousies, Line 632 |
| Of darkness, a great mountain ( |
strange |
to speak), |
The Jealousies, Line 661 |
| Some |
strange |
Imaian custom. A large bat |
The Jealousies, Line 674 |
| |
| STRANGELY.........1 |
| This may sound |
strangely |
: but when, dearest girl, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 868 |
| |
| STRANGER..........16 |
| This |
stranger |
ay I pitied. For upon |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 555 |
| The wilder'd |
stranger |
- seeming not to see, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 219 |
| To sue thee to his heart? Kind |
stranger |
-youth! |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 401 |
| The |
stranger |
from the mountains, breathless, trac'd |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 737 |
| Speak not of grief, young |
stranger |
, or cold snails |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 132 |
| "Young |
stranger |
! |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 273 |
| These words awoke the |
stranger |
of dark tresses: |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 462 |
| At which that dark-eyed |
stranger |
stood elate |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 977 |
| The |
stranger |
lighted from his steed, |
Extracts from an Opera, SONG Line 1 |
| The |
stranger |
walk'd into the hall, |
Extracts from an Opera, SONG Line 5 |
| The |
stranger |
walk'd into the bower,- |
Extracts from an Opera, SONG Line 9 |
| And a kiss from the |
stranger |
as off he went |
Extracts from an Opera, SONG Line 15 |
| The |
Stranger |
next with head on bosom bent |
Of late two dainties were before me plac'd, Line 6 |
| Again the |
Stranger |
sighings fresh did waste. |
Of late two dainties were before me plac'd, Line 8 |
| O |
Stranger |
, thou my nerves from pipe didst charm; |
Of late two dainties were before me plac'd, Line 10 |
| Again thou |
stranger |
gav'st me fresh alarm- |
Of late two dainties were before me plac'd, Line 12 |
| |
| STRANGER'S........1 |
| I wonder not this |
stranger's |
victor-deeds |
Otho the Great, ACT I, SCENE II, Albert, Line 52 |
| |
| STRANGEST.........1 |
| The |
strangest |
sight - the most unlook'd-for chance- |
The Jealousies, Line 755 |
| |
| STRANGLED.........1 |
| While Fate seem'd |
strangled |
in my nervous grasp? |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 105 |
| |
| STRATAGEM.........1 |
| A |
stratagem |
, that makes the beldame start: |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 139 |
| |
| STRATAGEMS........1 |
| Who, by close |
stratagems |
, did save herself, |
Otho the Great, ACT III, SCENE II, Ethelbert, Line 145 |
| |
| STRAW.............4 |
| Your sceptre worth a |
straw |
, your cushions old door mats." |
Before he went to live with owls and bats, Line 8 |
| Foraging for sticks and |
straw |
. |
Fancy, Line 46 |
| Whose rug is |
straw |
, whose wholeness is a crack; |
The Jealousies, Line 230 |
| Many as bees about a |
straw |
-capp'd hive, |
The Jealousies, Line 260 |
| |
| STRAWBERRIES......2 |
| Feed upon apples red, and |
strawberries |
, |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 103 |
| To sing for thee; low creeping |
strawberries |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 257 |
| |
| STRAWBERRY........1 |
| Of periwinkle and wild |
strawberry |
, |
Dear Reynolds, as last night I lay in bed, Line 101 |
| |
| STRAY.............6 |
| As do those brighter drops that twinkling |
stray |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 471 |
| Left his young cheek; and how he used to |
stray |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 728 |
| To |
stray |
away into these forests drear |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 270 |
| Quick cat's-paws on the generous |
stray |
-away,- |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 135 |
| To make all bare before he dares to |
stray |
|
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 254 |
| That he may |
stray |
league after league some great birthplace to find, |
There is a joy in footing slow across a silent plain, Line 47 |
| |
| STRAY'D...........2 |
| In muffling hands. So temper'd, out he |
stray'd |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 873 |
| No further than to where his feet had |
stray'd |
, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 16 |
| |
| STRAYED...........3 |
| In Spenser's halls he |
strayed |
, and bowers fair, |
Written on the Day That Mr. Leigh Hunt Left Prison, Line 9 |
| A lamb |
strayed |
far a-down those inmost glens, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 69 |
| Was there far |
strayed |
from mortality. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 1007 |
| |
| STRAYING..........3 |
| |
Straying |
about, yet coop'd up in the den |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 928 |
| A |
straying |
from his toil? Hot Egypt's pest |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 140 |
| Mnemosyne was |
straying |
in the world; |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 29 |
| |
| STRAYS............2 |
| Unfaded amaranth, when wild it |
strays |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 783 |
| Free as the air, invisibly, she |
strays |
|
Lamia, Book I, Line 94 |
| |
| STREAK............1 |
| Full facing their swift flight, from ebon |
streak |
, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 496 |
| |
| STREAK'D..........1 |
| Ocean's blue mantle |
streak'd |
with purple, and green. |
To My Brother George (epistle), Line 132 |
| |
| STREAKED..........1 |
| Convolvulus in |
streaked |
vases flush; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 415 |
| |
| STREAKING.........1 |
| And morning shadows |
streaking |
into slimness |
To Charles Cowden Clarke, Line 87 |
| |
| STREAKS...........5 |
| Who have left |
streaks |
of light athwart their ages: |
To George Felton Mathew, Line 60 |
| Like to |
streaks |
across the sky, |
Hadst thou liv'd in days of old, Line 10 |
| The purple west, and, two bright |
streaks |
between, |
To My Brother George (epistle), Line 11 |
| Like silver |
streaks |
across a dolphin's fin, |
To My Brother George (epistle), Line 50 |
| Made gloom of all her frecklings, |
streaks |
and bars, |
Lamia, Book I, Line 159 |
| |
| STREAM............27 |
| For I want not the |
stream |
inspiring, |
Fill for me a brimming bowl, Line 5 |
| Yet over the steep, whence the mountain |
stream |
rushes, |
To Some Ladies, Line 5 |
| Or a white Naiad in a rippling |
stream |
; |
To George Felton Mathew, Line 23 |
| Reflect athwart the |
stream |
their yellow lustres, |
To George Felton Mathew, Line 42 |
| Beheld thee, pluck'd thee, cast thee in the |
stream |
|
To George Felton Mathew, Line 82 |
| A black-eyed swan upon the widening |
stream |
; |
To George Felton Mathew, Line 87 |
| Whene'er I venture on the |
stream |
of rhyme; |
To Charles Cowden Clarke, Line 16 |
| Small good to one who had by Mulla's |
stream |
|
To Charles Cowden Clarke, Line 33 |
| And, like a muddy |
stream |
, would bear along |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 158 |
| Along the reedy |
stream |
; a half heard strain, |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 161 |
| A patient watch over the |
stream |
that creeps |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 447 |
| Not to have dipp'd in love's most gentle |
stream |
. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 182 |
| In thy deceitful |
stream |
, a panting glow |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 970 |
| Thou couldst rejoice to see my hopeless |
stream |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 1002 |
| Into the wide |
stream |
came of purple hue- |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 195 |
| A little onward ran the very |
stream |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 785 |
| Laughing at the clear |
stream |
and setting sun, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 946 |
| Where close by the |
stream |
|
For there's Bishop's Teign, Line 4 |
| Rode past fair Florence, to where Arno's |
stream |
|
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 210 |
| Impossible to melt as iced |
stream |
: |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 283 |
| A |
stream |
went voiceless by, still deadened more |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 11 |
| Past the near meadows, over the still |
stream |
, |
Ode to a Nightingale, Line 76 |
| When to the |
stream |
she launches, looks not back |
Otho the Great, ACT II, SCENE II, Gersa, Line 102 |
| There ran a |
stream |
of lamps straight on from wall to wall. |
Lamia, Book II, Line 131 |
| A |
stream |
went voiceless by, still deaden'd more |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 315 |
| So in my veins red life might |
stream |
again, |
This living hand, now warm and capable, Line 6 |
| Light flags |
stream |
out like gauzy tongues of fire; |
The Jealousies, Line 572 |
| |
| STREAM'D..........2 |
| His flaming robes |
stream'd |
out beyond his heels, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 214 |
| His flaming robes |
stream'd |
out beyond his heels, |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO II, Line 58 |
| |
| STREAMING.........3 |
| His diamond path with fretwork, |
streaming |
round |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 608 |
| I see thy |
streaming |
hair! and now, by Pan, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 279 |
| How like a comet he goes |
streaming |
on. |
King Stephen ACT I, SCENE I, Stephen, Line 17 |
| |
| STREAMLET.........1 |
| That thou wouldst spout a little |
streamlet |
o'er |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 718 |
| |
| STREAMLET'S.......1 |
| That lean against a |
streamlet's |
rushy banks, |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 62 |
| |
| STREAMLETS........1 |
| Until they came to where these |
streamlets |
fall, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 419 |
| |
| STREAMS...........28 |
| By many |
streams |
a little lake did fill, |
Imitation of Spenser, Line 7 |
| The air is all softness, and chrystal the |
streams |
, |
O come, dearest Emma!, Line 3 |
| Whence gush the |
streams |
of song: in happy hour |
To George Felton Mathew, Line 78 |
| Clear |
streams |
, smooth lakes, and overlooking towers. |
Specimen of an Induction to a Poem, Line 68 |
| When |
streams |
of light pour down the golden west, |
Oh! how I love, on a fair summer's eve, Line 2 |
| Guess where the jaunty |
streams |
refresh themselves. |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 22 |
| Staying their wavy bodies 'gainst the |
streams |
, |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 73 |
| Mingler with leaves, and dew and tumbling |
streams |
, |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 119 |
| With |
streams |
that deepen freshly into bowers. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 48 |
| Along a path between two little |
streams |
,- |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 415 |
| And fitful whims of sleep are made of, |
streams |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 749 |
| |
Streams |
subterranean tease their granite beds, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 602 |
| The |
streams |
with changed magic interlace: |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 613 |
| And then the water, into stubborn |
streams |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 622 |
| Ready to snort their |
streams |
. In this cool wonder |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 885 |
| Those two sad |
streams |
adown a fearful dell. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 1009 |
| Wide o'er the swelling |
streams |
: and constantly |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 365 |
| And murmur about Indian |
streams |
?"- Then she, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 143 |
| "Over wide |
streams |
and mountains great we went, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 239 |
| Two liquid pulse |
streams |
'stead of feather'd wings, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 583 |
| And all its vassal |
streams |
, pools numberless, |
Blue!- 'Tis the life of heaven - the domain, Line 6 |
| When were thy shoulders mantled in huge |
streams |
? |
To Ailsa Rock, Line 3 |
| Of melody, and |
streams |
of flowery verge,- |
Ah! woe is me! poor Silver-wing, Line 4 |
| Suddenly on the ocean's chilly |
streams |
. |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 268 |
| Voiceless, or hoarse with loud tormented |
streams |
: |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 362 |
| And there by zephyrs, |
streams |
, and birds, and bees, |
Ode to Psyche, Line 56 |
| To thy far wishes will thy |
streams |
obey: |
Lamia, Book I, Line 262 |
| Upon those |
streams |
that pulse beside the throat: |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 125 |
| |
| STREAMY...........1 |
| And steeds with |
streamy |
manes - the charioteer |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 127 |
| |
| STREET............6 |
| Of the Market |
Street |
|
For there's Bishop's Teign, Line 23 |
| And enter'd marveling: for they knew the |
street |
, |
Lamia, Book II, Line 152 |
| In Scarab |
Street |
, Panthea, at the Jubal's Head. |
The Jealousies, Line 90 |
| And to old Hum through |
street |
and alley hied; |
The Jealousies, Line 205 |
| And bade the coachman wheel to such a |
street |
, |
The Jealousies, Line 254 |
| Show'd in the pearl-paved |
street |
, as in a glass; |
The Jealousies, Line 265 |
| |
| STREETS...........9 |
| The city |
streets |
were clean and fair |
The Eve of St. Mark, Line 4 |
| The silent |
streets |
were crowded well |
The Eve of St. Mark, Line 14 |
| And, little town, thy |
streets |
for evermore |
Ode on a Grecian Urn, Line 38 |
| A show-monster about the |
streets |
of Prague, |
Otho the Great, ACT I, SCENE II, Otho, Line 167 |
| Henry the Fowler pass'd the |
streets |
of Prague. |
Otho the Great, ACT III, SCENE I, Albert, Line 16 |
| And all her populous |
streets |
and temples lewd, |
Lamia, Book I, Line 352 |
| While through the thronged |
streets |
your bridal car |
Lamia, Book II, Line 63 |
| The |
streets |
are full of music- |
King Stephen ACT I, SCENE II, Second Captain, Line 28a |
| "Onward we floated o'er the panting |
streets |
, |
The Jealousies, Line 730 |
| |
| STRENGTH..........11 |
| In the present |
strength |
of manhood, that the high |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 163 |
| But |
strength |
alone though of the Muses born |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 241 |
| Were I of ample |
strength |
for such a freak. |
To Haydon with a Sonnet Written on Seeing the Elgin Marbles, Line 8 |
| Hale |
strength |
, nor from my bones all marrow drain'd. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 614 |
| Man feels the gentle anchor pull and gladdens in its |
strength |
. |
There is a joy in footing slow across a silent plain, Line 40 |
| To make me desolate? whence came the |
strength |
? |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 103 |
| Its |
strength |
for darkness, burrowing like the mole; |
Sonnet to Sleep, Line 12 |
| To keep thy |
strength |
upon its pedestal. |
Otho the Great, ACT I, SCENE II, Otho, Line 165 |
| |
Strength |
to thy virgin crownet's golden buds, |
Otho the Great, ACT II, SCENE I, Conrad, Line 28 |
| The |
strength |
of twenty lions 'gainst a lamb! |
Otho the Great, ACT V, SCENE II, Ludolph, Line 59 |
| Moan, brethren, moan; for I have no |
strength |
left, |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 427 |
| |
| STRENGTHEN........1 |
| What doth |
strengthen |
and what maim. |
Bards of passion and of mirth, Line 34 |
| |
| STRENUOUS.........2 |
| |
Strenuous |
with hellish tyranny. Attend! |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 687 |
| Though seen of none save him whose |
strenuous |
tongue |
Ode on Melancholy, Line 27 |
| |
| STRESS............6 |
| As if soft Pity with unusual |
stress |
|
To Lord Byron, Line 3 |
| And soothe thy lips: hist, when the airy |
stress |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 783 |
| Is wan on Neptune's blue: yet there's a |
stress |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 82 |
| Those two on winged steeds, with all the |
stress |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 390 |
| Let us inspect the lyre, and weigh the |
stress |
|
If by dull rhymes our English must be chain'd, Line 7 |
| Was acting, that could give so dread a |
stress |
|
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 279 |
| |
| STRETCH...........1 |
| Mark how, possess'd, his lashless eyelids |
stretch |
|
Lamia, Book II, Line 288 |
| |
| STRETCH'D.........5 |
| |
Stretch'd |
on the grass at my best lov'd employment |
To My Brother George (epistle), Line 120 |
| Soon were the white doves plain, with necks |
stretch'd |
out, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 523 |
| He |
stretch'd |
himself in grief and radiance faint. |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 304 |
| |
Stretch'd |
out, at ease, beneath a glutinous pine; |
Lamia, Book I, Line 210 |
| And |
stretch'd |
her white arm through the hollow dark, |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 455 |
| |
| STRETCHED.........1 |
| "The |
stretched |
metre of an antique song" |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Epigraph |
| |
| STRETCHES.........1 |
| |
Stretches |
, with all its mist and cloudy rack, |
Lamia, Book I, Line 178 |
| |
| STRETCHING........2 |
| |
Stretching |
across a void, then guiding o'er |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 600 |
| |
Stretching |
his indolent arms, he took, O bliss! |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 712 |
| |
| STREW.............6 |
| Had taken fairy phantasies to |
strew |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 92 |
| Would |
strew |
sweet flowers on a sterile beach. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 371 |
| A lullaby to silence.- "Youth! now |
strew |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 768 |
| Its bottom will I |
strew |
with amber shells, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 695 |
| To her for the last time. Night will |
strew |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 933 |
| Each a mouth of pearls must |
strew |
. |
Not Aladdin magian, Line 34 |
| |
| STREWN............2 |
| Were |
strewn |
rich gifts, unknown to any Muse, |
Lamia, Book I, Line 19 |
| By |
strewn |
flowers, torches, and a marriage song, |
Lamia, Book II, Line 109 |
| |
| STRICKEN..........2 |
| A poor, weak, palsy- |
stricken |
, churchyard thing, |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 155 |
| The bruised remnants of our |
stricken |
camp |
Otho the Great, ACT I, SCENE II, Gersa, Line 127 |
| |
| STRICTLY..........1 |
| More |
strictly |
than he said the mass, |
O Some Skulls in Beauley Abbey, near Inverness, Line 26 |
| |
| STRICTURES........2 |
| With special |
strictures |
on the horrid crime, |
The Jealousies, Line 96 |
| Vile |
strictures |
on the conduct of a prince |
The Jealousies, Line 470 |
| |
| STRIDE............1 |
| With |
stride |
colossal, on from hall to hall; |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 195 |
| |
| STRIDES...........1 |
| With |
strides |
colossal, on from hall to hall; |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO II, Line 39 |
| |
| STRIDING..........2 |
| What care, though |
striding |
Alexander past |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 24 |
| When shapes of old come |
striding |
by and visages of old, |
There is a joy in footing slow across a silent plain, Line 37 |
| |
| STRIFE............15 |
| In |
strife |
to throw upon the shore a gem |
Imitation of Spenser, Line 35 |
| Where I may find the agonies, the |
strife |
|
Sleep and Poetry, Line 124 |
| On this poor weakness! but, for all her |
strife |
, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 718 |
| And there in |
strife |
no burning thoughts to heed, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 879 |
| When last the wintry gusts gave over |
strife |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 920 |
| Into his eyes. Ah, miserable |
strife |
, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 529 |
| Hereat, with many sobs, her gentle |
strife |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 825 |
| Of Nereids were about him, in kind |
strife |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 1014 |
| Thou shouldst be one of all. Ah, bitter |
strife |
! |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 751 |
| But vain is now the burning, and the |
strife |
, |
Lines on Seeing a Lock of Milton's Hair, Line 28 |
| I thought some Fate with pleasure or with |
strife |
|
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 331 |
| There saw she direst |
strife |
; the supreme God |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 92 |
| Unhinges the poor world;- not in that |
strife |
, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 147 |
| And love, and pleasure, and the ruddy |
strife |
|
Lamia, Book I, Line 40 |
| A throng of foes; and in this renew'd |
strife |
|
King Stephen ACT I, SCENE II, Second Knight, Line 49 |
| |
| STRIKE............4 |
| There is no depth to |
strike |
in: I can see |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 161 |
| Set her before me - never fear I can |
strike |
. |
Otho the Great, ACT V, SCENE V, Ludolph, Line 182 |
| |
Strike |
for the Cretan isle; and here thou art! |
Lamia, Book I, Line 79 |
| Apollo's presence when in act to |
strike |
|
Lamia, Book II, Line 79 |
| |
| STRIKES...........1 |
| |
Strikes |
the twanging harp of war, |
Ode to Apollo, Line 8 |
| |
| STRING............12 |
| And each vibrates the |
string |
|
Ode to Apollo, Line 27 |
| To the swift treble pipe, and humming |
string |
. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 314 |
| His name upon the harp- |
string |
, should achieve |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 725 |
| And thy lyre shall never have a slacken'd |
string |
; |
Apollo to the Graces, Line 12 |
| Honour to the old bow- |
string |
! |
Robin Hood, Line 50 |
| Her lute- |
string |
gave an echo of his name, |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 15 |
| Quickly break her prison- |
string |
|
Fancy, Line 91 |
| Before the tense |
string |
murmur.- To the earth! |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 345 |
| Like pearl beads dropping sudden from their |
string |
: |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 284 |
| Fetch me a missal, and a |
string |
of beads,- |
Otho the Great, ACT IV, SCENE I, Auranthe, Line 97 |
| Whose airy texture, from a golden |
string |
, |
Lamia, Book II, Line 19 |
| "I'll pull the |
string |
," said he, and further said, |
The Jealousies, Line 226 |
| |
| STRINGS...........12 |
| Then o'er the |
strings |
his fingers gently move, |
Ode to Apollo, Line 40 |
| The silver |
strings |
of heavenly harp atween: |
On Leaving Some Friends at an Early Hour, Line 5 |
| The quick invisible |
strings |
, even though she saw |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 500 |
| One, kneeling to a lyre, touch'd the |
strings |
, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 420 |
| Be tender of your |
strings |
, ye soothing lutes; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 969 |
| And touch the |
strings |
into a mystery; |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 444 |
| And with melodious chuckle in the |
strings |
|
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 491 |
| A viol, bow |
strings |
torn, cross-wise upon |
Fragment of Castle-builder, CASTLE BUILDER, Line 40 |
| Unharm'd, and on the |
strings |
|
'Tis the "witching time of night", Line 45 |
| Of |
strings |
in hollow shells; and there shall be |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 131 |
| Whose |
strings |
touch'd by thy fingers, all the vast |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book III, Line 64 |
| Of |
strings |
in hollow shells; and let there be |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 436 |
| |
| STRIP.............1 |
| And for the youth, quick, let us |
strip |
for him |
Lamia, Book II, Line 225 |
| |
| STRIPED...........3 |
| With zebras |
striped |
, and sleek Arabians' prance, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 244 |
| |
Striped |
like a zebra, freckled like a pard, |
Lamia, Book I, Line 49 |
| Her mother's screams with the |
striped |
tiger's blent, |
The Jealousies, Line 391 |
| |
| STRIVE............10 |
| |
Strive |
for her son to seize my careless heart; |
To Hope, Line 14 |
| Pry 'mong the stars, to |
strive |
to think divinely: |
To My Brother George (epistle), Line 8 |
| My soul to nothingness: but I will |
strive |
|
Sleep and Poetry, Line 159 |
| My chain of grief: no longer |
strive |
to find |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 979 |
| Who |
strive |
therefore: on the sudden it is won. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 532 |
| Some English that might |
strive |
thine ear to please. |
Spenser, a jealous honorer of thine, Line 4 |
| Yet do thou |
strive |
; as thou art capable, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 337 |
| Why should I |
strive |
to show what from thy lips |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book III, Line 85 |
| I |
strive |
to search wherefore I am so sad, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book III, Line 88 |
| Preeminence and safety, I will |
strive |
|
Otho the Great, ACT I, SCENE II, Otho, Line 164 |
| |
| STRIVEN...........3 |
| Endymion: yet hourly had he |
striven |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 395 |
| Art thou not cruel? Ever have I |
striven |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 736 |
| So most maliciously, so madly |
striven |
|
Otho the Great, ACT III, SCENE II, Ludolph, Line 227 |
| |
| STRIVES...........2 |
| Itself, and |
strives |
its own delights to hide- |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 344 |
| And |
strives |
in vain to unsettle and wield |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 414 |
| |
| STRIVING..........7 |
| In |
striving |
from its crystal face to take |
To Charles Cowden Clarke, Line 8 |
| Than to be crush'd, in |
striving |
to uprear |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 40 |
| Circling about her waist, and |
striving |
how |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 940 |
| |
Striving |
their ghastly malady to cheer, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 897 |
| |
Striving |
to be itself, what dungeon climes |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 259 |
| For there was |
striving |
, in its piteous tongue, |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 282 |
| While I am |
striving |
how to fill my heart |
Lamia, Book II, Line 50 |
| |
| STRODE............1 |
| And Phorcus, sea-born, and together |
strode |
|
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 385 |
| |
| STROKES...........2 |
| Counting his woe-worn minutes, by the |
strokes |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 50 |
| Fall'n beneath the dockyard |
strokes |
, |
Robin Hood, Line 44 |
| |
| STROLLING.........1 |
| Why linger you so, the wild labyrinth |
strolling |
? |
To Some Ladies, Line 9 |
| |
| STRONG............11 |
| Of all unworthiness; and how the |
strong |
of arm |
Calidore: A Fragment, Line 144 |
| Like a |
strong |
giant, and my spirit teaze |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 82 |
| A sense of real things comes doubly |
strong |
, |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 157 |
| Mingled indeed with what is sweet and |
strong |
, |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 232 |
| Uplifting his |
strong |
bow into the air, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 345 |
| Warming and glowing |
strong |
in the belief |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 299 |
| Grew |
strong |
within me: wherefore serve me so, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 971 |
| My |
strong |
identity, my real self, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 114 |
| A power more |
strong |
in beauty, born of us |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 213 |
| Still whole. I have surviv'd. My arm is |
strong |
,- |
Otho the Great, ACT IV, SCENE II, Ludolph, Line 134 |
| The |
strong |
Iberian juice? or mellow Greek? |
Otho the Great, ACT V, SCENE V, Ludolph, Line 121 |
| |
| STRONGER..........2 |
| Growing, like Atlas, |
stronger |
from its load? |
To Charles Cowden Clarke, Line 63 |
| Perverse, with |
stronger |
fancy to reclaim |
Lamia, Book II, Line 70 |
| |
| STROVE............10 |
| To those who |
strove |
with the bright golden wing |
To George Felton Mathew, Line 63 |
| For a mortal youth, and how she |
strove |
to bind |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 459 |
| Ever pursued, the other |
strove |
to shun- |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 928 |
| And |
strove |
who should be smother'd deepest in |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 936 |
| Thus |
strove |
by fancies vain and crude to clear |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 722 |
| Whisper'd I and |
strove |
to kiss |
Not Aladdin magian, Line 22 |
| Against these plagues he |
strove |
in vain; for Fate |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 96 |
| I |
strove |
against thee and my hot-blood son, |
Otho the Great, ACT I, SCENE II, Otho, Line 21 |
| Stung my own ears - I |
strove |
hard to escape |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 127 |
| The numbness; |
strove |
to gain the lowest step. |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 128 |
| |
| STROWN............1 |
| And the riches of Flora are lavishly |
strown |
; |
O come, dearest Emma!, Line 2 |
| |
| STRUCK............12 |
| And, truly, I would rather be |
struck |
dumb, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 824 |
| At last, by hap, through some young trees it |
struck |
, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 931 |
| These secrets |
struck |
into him; and unless |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 137 |
| My spirit |
struck |
from all the beautiful! |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 171 |
| And bound it round Endymion: then |
struck |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 752 |
| Was |
struck |
, and all were dreamers. At the last |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 900 |
| All passion |
struck |
, |
Spirit here that reignest, Line 9 |
| And |
struck |
a lamp from the dismal coal, |
The Eve of St. Mark, Line 70 |
| At last it |
struck |
him to pretend to sleep, |
When they were come unto the Faery's court, Line 89 |
| From Lycius answer'd, as heart- |
struck |
and lost, |
Lamia, Book II, Line 293 |
| |
Struck |
from the paved level up my limbs, |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 123 |
| The one he |
struck |
stone blind, the other's eyes wox dim. |
In after time a sage of mickle lore, Line 9 |
| |
| STRUCK'DST........1 |
| Thou, Jove-like, |
struck'dst |
thy forehead, |
Otho the Great, ACT I, SCENE I, Auranthe, Line 95 |
| |
| STRUGGLE..........5 |
| And eagles |
struggle |
with the buffeting north |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 643 |
| And made his hands to |
struggle |
in the air, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 136 |
| Held |
struggle |
with his throat but came not forth; |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 252 |
| Most like the |
struggle |
at the gate of death; |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book III, Line 126 |
| What mad pursuit? What |
struggle |
to escape? |
Ode on a Grecian Urn, Line 9 |
| |
| STRUGGLED.........1 |
| Upon the grass I |
struggled |
hard against |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 53 |
| |
| STRUGGLER.........1 |
| The little |
struggler |
, sav'd from perils dark, |
Pensive they sit, and roll their languid eyes, Line 12 |
| |
| STRUGGLES.........2 |
| And wonders; |
struggles |
to devise some blame; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 716 |
| Imagination's |
struggles |
, far and nigh, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 155 |
| |
| STRUGGLING........2 |
| |
Struggling |
, and blood, and shrieks - all dimly fades |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 10 |
| The final gulphing; the poor |
struggling |
souls: |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 659 |
| |
| STRUNG............3 |
| Oh brush not yet the pearl |
strung |
spray, |
Stay, ruby breasted warbler, stay, Line 3 |
| On many harps, which he has lately |
strung |
; |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 52 |
| Inhabited her frail- |
strung |
heart as his. |
Lamia, Book I, Line 309 |
| |
| STUBBED...........1 |
| For a throng'd tavern,- and these |
stubbed |
trees |
Otho the Great, ACT III, SCENE I, Sigifred, Line 35 |
| |
| STUBBLE...........2 |
| Of happiness! ye on the |
stubble |
droop, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 273 |
| And touch the |
stubble |
-plains with rosy hue; |
To Autumn, Line 26 |
| |
| STUBBORN..........6 |
| Speak, |
stubborn |
earth, and tell me where, O where |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 608 |
| The |
stubborn |
canvas for my voyage prepar'd- |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 772 |
| And then the water, into |
stubborn |
streams |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 622 |
| And crimson mouthed shells with |
stubborn |
curls, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 880 |
| Thee the waves awful bow. Fast, |
stubborn |
rock, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 946 |
| That |
stubborn |
fool, that impudent state-dun, |
The Jealousies, Line 160 |
| |
| STUBBORN'D........1 |
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Stubborn'd |
with iron. All were not assembled: |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 17 |
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| STUCK.............4 |
| With leaves |
stuck |
in them; and the Neptune be |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 883 |
| And, plashing among bedded pebbles, |
stuck |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 932 |
| Of disappointment |
stuck |
in me so sore, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 481 |
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Stuck |
in his moral throat, no coughing e'er could stir. |
The Jealousies, Line 108 |
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| STUDDED...........2 |
| O'er |
studded |
with a thousand, thousand pearls, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 879 |
| From its quilled sheath, and |
studded |
|
Song of Four Fairies: Fire, Air, Earth, and Water, ZEPHYR, Line 26 |
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| STUDIED...........1 |
| |
Studied |
from that old spirit-leaved book |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 133 |
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| STUDS.............1 |
| That time thou didst adorn, with amber |
studs |
, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 924 |
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| STUFF.............2 |
| One's senses with so dense a breathing |
stuff |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 381 |
| And rifled,- |
stuff |
! the horses' hoofs have minced it! |
Otho the Great, ACT I, SCENE I, Conrad, Line 68 |
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| STUFF'D...........2 |
| The brain, new |
stuff'd |
, in youth, with triumphs gay |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 40 |
| Of hopes, and |
stuff'd |
with many memories, |
Otho the Great, ACT III, SCENE II, Ethelbert, Line 184 |
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| STUMBLED..........1 |
| That fierce complain to silence: where I |
stumbled |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 488 |
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| STUMBLING.........1 |
| From |
stumbling |
over stumps and hillocks small; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 418 |
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| STUMBLINGS........1 |
| My |
stumblings |
down some monstrous precipice: |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 703 |
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| STUMPS............1 |
| From stumbling over |
stumps |
and hillocks small; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 418 |
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| STUN..............3 |
| Uprisen o'er chaos: and with such a |
stun |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 247 |
| Not being quite recover'd from the |
stun |
|
Otho the Great, ACT III, SCENE II, Ludolph, Line 51 |
| But how in the world can I contrive to |
stun |
|
The Jealousies, Line 158 |
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| STUNG.............8 |
| O shell-borne Neptune, I am pierc'd and |
stung |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 238 |
| She fled ere I could groan for mercy. |
Stung |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 601 |
| They |
stung |
the feather'd horse: with fierce alarm |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 555 |
| The gadfly he hath |
stung |
me sore- |
All gentle folks who owe a grudge, Line 5 |
| "O ye, whom wrath consumes! who, passion- |
stung |
, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 173 |
| To change his purpose. He thereat was |
stung |
, |
Lamia, Book II, Line 69 |
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Stung |
my own ears - I strove hard to escape |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 127 |
| He |
stung |
away again, and stood to breathe, |
King Stephen ACT I, SCENE II, Second Knight, Line 47 |
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| STUNNING..........2 |
| Smote 'twixt the horns by the death- |
stunning |
mace |
Otho the Great, ACT II, SCENE I, Ludolph, Line 131 |
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Stunning |
the vestibule from wall to wall, |
The Jealousies, Line 764 |
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| STUNT.............1 |
| (Like a |
stunt |
bramble by a solemn pine) |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 293 |
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| STUPEFIED.........2 |
| Stood |
stupefied |
with my own empty folly, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 961 |
| Into forgetfulness; when, |
stupefied |
, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 681 |
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| STUPID............3 |
| Fell into nothing - into |
stupid |
sleep. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 678 |
| But the |
stupid |
eye of mortal |
Not Aladdin magian, Line 45 |
| 'Tis now free to |
stupid |
face, |
Not Aladdin magian, Line 50 |
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| STURDIER..........1 |
| My |
sturdier |
youth, maturing to the sword, |
Otho the Great, ACT III, SCENE I, Albert, Line 13 |
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| STUTTERING........1 |
| Whisper'd the guide, |
stuttering |
with joy, "even now." |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 745 |
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| STY...............1 |
| Envy, and Malice to their native |
sty |
? |
Addressed to Haydon, Line 12 |
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| STYGIAN...........1 |
| And take a dream 'mong rushes |
Stygian |
, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 505 |
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| STYLE.............2 |
| Those nows you managed in a special |
style |
." |
The Jealousies, Line 560 |
| And as his |
style |
is of strange elegance, |
The Jealousies, Line 632 |
