|
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 |
|
Stubborn'd |
with iron. All were not assembled: |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 17 |
|
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 |
|
Stuck |
in his moral throat, no coughing e'er could stir. |
The Jealousies, Line 108 |
|
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 |
|
STUDIED...........1 |
|
Studied |
from that old spirit-leaved book |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 133 |
|
STUDS.............1 |
That time thou didst adorn, with amber |
studs |
, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 924 |
|
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 |
|
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 |
|
STUMBLED..........1 |
That fierce complain to silence: where I |
stumbled |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 488 |
|
STUMBLING.........1 |
From |
stumbling |
over stumps and hillocks small; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 418 |
|
STUMBLINGS........1 |
My |
stumblings |
down some monstrous precipice: |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 703 |
|
STUMPS............1 |
From stumbling over |
stumps |
and hillocks small; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 418 |
|
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 |
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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 |
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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 |
|
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 |
|
STUNNING..........2 |
Smote 'twixt the horns by the death- |
stunning |
mace |
Otho the Great, ACT II, SCENE I, Ludolph, Line 131 |
|
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 |