| |
| SUSPECT...........2 |
| Albert, I must |
suspect |
thee of a crime |
Otho the Great, Act III, SCENE II, Ethelbert, Line 236 |
| The pledge of favour, that he not |
suspect |
|
The Jealousies, Line 191 |
| |
| SUSPENDED.........1 |
| To see the laurel wreath, on high |
suspended |
, |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 35 |
| |
| SUSPICION.........2 |
| Of your keen-eyed |
suspicion |
,- she is naught! |
Otho the Great, Act II, SCENE I, Otho, Line 147 |
| It might affright him, fill him with |
suspicion |
|
Otho the Great, Act V, SCENE IV, Physician, Line 54 |
| |
| SWAGGER...........1 |
| No military |
swagger |
of my mind, |
Otho the Great, Act I, SCENE I, Albert, Line 155 |
| |
| SWALLOW...........1 |
| The freaks, and dartings of the black-wing'd |
swallow |
, |
Calidore: A Fragment, Line 14 |
| |
| SWALLOW'D.........5 |
| Are |
swallow'd |
all, and made a seared dearth, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 368 |
| Of huge Enceladus |
swallow'd |
it in wrath: |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 304 |
| O wretched woman! lost, wreck'd, |
swallow'd |
up, |
Otho the Great, Act IV, SCENE I, Auranthe, Line 77 |
| "Moan, brethren, moan; for we are |
swallow'd |
up |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 412 |
| Or |
swallow'd |
by my hunger-starved asp,- |
The Jealousies, Line 197 |
| |
| SWALLOW'S.........2 |
| Of a |
swallow's |
nest-door, could delay a trace, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 753 |
| Deafening the |
swallow's |
twitter, came a thrill |
Lamia, Part II, Line 27 |
| |
| SWALLOWS..........4 |
| |
Swallows |
obeying the south summer's call, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 816 |
| It |
swallows |
cabbages without a spoon, |
Fragment of Castle-builder, CASTLE BUILDER, Line 11 |
| It |
swallows |
chairmen, damns, and hackney coaches. |
Fragment of Castle-builder, CASTLE BUILDER, Line 15 |
| And gathering |
swallows |
twitter in the skies. |
To Autumn, Line 33 |
| |
| SWAM..............1 |
| Aye, those fair living forms |
swam |
heavenly |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 315 |
| |
| SWAMP.............2 |
| Cheats us into a |
swamp |
, into a fire, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 279 |
| Will |
swamp |
them girth deep. |
King Stephen Act I, SCENE I, Second Knight, Line 15a |
| |
| SWAN..............6 |
| There saw the |
swan |
his neck of arched snow, |
Imitation of Spenser, Line 14 |
| Still warble, dying |
swan |
, - still tell the tale, |
To Lord Byron, Line 13 |
| A black-eyed |
swan |
upon the widening stream; |
To George Felton Mathew, Line 87 |
| Oft have you seen a |
swan |
superbly frowning, |
To Charles Cowden Clarke, Line 1 |
| "Thou |
swan |
of Ganges, let us no more breathe |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 465 |
| The |
swan |
, soft leaning on her fledgy breast, |
Otho the Great, Act II, SCENE II, Gersa, Line 101 |
| |
| SWAN'S............2 |
| By a |
swan's |
ebon bill; from a thick brake, |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 226 |
| Of a |
swan's |
neck unseen among the rushes: |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 341 |
| |
| SWANS.............5 |
| Nor minds he the white |
swans |
that dream so sweetly: |
Calidore: A Fragment, Line 62 |
| Than wings of |
swans |
, than doves, than dim-seen eagle? |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 22 |
| Of flowers, peacocks, |
swans |
, and naiads fair. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 620 |
| Or |
swans |
upon a gentle waterfall. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 817 |
| Of his swift magic. Diving |
swans |
appear |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 339 |
| |
| SWARD.............8 |
| Find a fresh |
sward |
beneath it, overgrown |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 258 |
| Of nymphs approaching fairly o'er the |
sward |
: |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 365 |
| Daisies upon the sacred |
sward |
last eve, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 93 |
| Unto the clover- |
sward |
, and she has talk'd |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 503 |
| One moment from his home: only the |
sward |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 335 |
| To die, when summer dies on the cold |
sward |
. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 936 |
| By bards who died content in pleasant |
sward |
, |
Mother of Hermes! and still youthful Maia, Line 7 |
| From dewy |
sward |
or thorny spray; |
Fancy, Line 34 |
| |
| SWARE.............1 |
| You heard what oath I |
sware |
, as the sun rose, |
Otho the Great, Act III, SCENE II, Otho, Line 27 |
| |
| SWARM.............2 |
| When the bee-hive casts its |
swarm |
; |
Fancy, Line 64 |
| Freckled with red and gold the moving |
swarm |
; |
The Jealousies, Line 575 |
| |
| SWARMING..........1 |
| A hopeless bustle 'mid our |
swarming |
arms; |
King Stephen Act I, SCENE II, First Captain, Line 11 |
| |
| SWARMS............3 |
| Where |
swarms |
of minnows show their little heads, |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 72 |
| Amid a camp, whose steeled |
swarms |
I dar'd |
Otho the Great, Act I, SCENE III, Ludolph, Line 67 |
| The city all her unhived |
swarms |
had cast, |
The Jealousies, Line 719 |
| |
| SWART.............7 |
| |
Swart |
planet in the universe of deeds! |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 15 |
| And down some |
swart |
abysm he had gone, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 376 |
| Nurse of |
swart |
nations since the world began, |
To the Nile, Line 5 |
| Her apples were |
swart |
blackberries, |
Old Meg she was a gipsey, Line 5 |
| Clasp'd like a missal where |
swart |
Paynims pray; |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 241 |
| Of stone, or marble |
swart |
; their import gone, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 282 |
| I'll choose a jailor, whose |
swart |
monstrous face |
Otho the Great, Act II, SCENE I, Otho, Line 91 |
| |
| SWATH.............1 |
| Spares the next |
swath |
and all its twined flowers: |
To Autumn, Line 18 |
| |
| SWATHE............1 |
| Its |
swathe |
is on the cotton tree; |
'Tis the "witching time of night", Line 21 |
| |
| SWAY..............7 |
| And still she governs with the mildest |
sway |
: |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 240 |
| The |
sway |
of human hand; gold vase emboss'd |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 126 |
| Yet not entirely; no, thy starry |
sway |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 178 |
| To |
sway |
their floating morris. "Whose is this? |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 426 |
| O bag-pipe, thou didst reassert thy |
sway |
; |
Of late two dainties were before me plac'd, Line 11 |
| Of peaceful |
sway |
above man's harvesting, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 110 |
| And peaceful |
sway |
above man's harvesting, |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 415 |
| |
| SWAY'D............3 |
| They |
sway'd |
about upon a rocking horse, |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 186 |
| |
Sway'd |
by command, as corn is by the wind? |
Otho the Great, Act III, SCENE I, Albert, Line 19 |
| |
Sway'd |
here and there, commanded to and fro, |
Otho the Great, Act V, SCENE V, First Knight, Line 2 |
| |
| SWAYED............1 |
| |
Swayed |
to and fro by every wind and tide? |
To Fanny, Line 38 |
| |
| SWEAR.............14 |
| Press me so sweetly. Now I |
swear |
at once |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 798 |
| 'Twixt Nothing and Creation, I here |
swear |
, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 41 |
| For as he lifted up his eyes to |
swear |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 189 |
| He would |
swear |
, for all his oaks, |
Robin Hood, Line 43 |
| "I will not harm her, by all saints I |
swear |
," |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 145 |
| You are my enemy, I dare here |
swear |
|
Otho the Great, Act I, SCENE II, Gersa, Line 150 |
| That, by my love I |
swear |
, shall soon be his? |
Otho the Great, Act I, SCENE III, Ludolph, Line 120 |
| Your plight before, and, by her son, I |
swear |
|
Otho the Great, Act II, SCENE II, Albert, Line 31 |
| Albert, will you |
swear |
? |
Otho the Great, Act II, SCENE II, Erminia, Line 33b |
| I by the banner of Saint Maurice |
swear |
|
Otho the Great, Act II, SCENE II, Albert, Line 51 |
| That I can |
swear |
. |
Otho the Great, Act II, SCENE II, Albert, Line 80a |
| Wring hands; embrace; and |
swear |
how lucky 'twas |
Otho the Great, Act III, SCENE II, Erminia, Line 251 |
| Her lips - I |
swear |
no human bones e'er wore |
Otho the Great, Act V, SCENE V, Ludolph, Line 71 |
| "I |
swear |
," said Hermes, "by my serpent rod, |
Lamia, Part I, Line 89 |
| |
| SWEAREST..........1 |
| If thou wilt, as thou |
swearest |
, grant my boon!" |
Lamia, Part I, Line 111 |
| |
| SWEAT.............1 |
| His Druid locks to shake and ooze with |
sweat |
, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 137 |
| |
| SWEEP.............3 |
| Some ever-fleeting music on they |
sweep |
. |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 141 |
| How tremulous-dazzlingly the wheels |
sweep |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 189 |
| To some black cloud; thence down I'll madly |
sweep |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 247 |
| |
| SWEEPING..........5 |
| Branch down |
sweeping |
from a tall ash top, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 335 |
| |
Sweeping |
, eye-earnestly, through almond vales: |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 380 |
| Fix'd on the floor, saw many a |
sweeping |
train |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 58 |
| Sure I have heard those vestments |
sweeping |
o'er |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book III, Line 53 |
| |
Sweeping |
into this presence, glisten'd o'er |
Otho the Great, Act V, SCENE V, Ludolph, Line 85 |
| |
| SWEEPS............1 |
| When the prow |
sweeps |
into a midnight cove. |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 355 |
| |
| SWEET.............249 |
| The |
sweet |
companions that await on thee; |
On Peace, Line 6 |
| Let the |
sweet |
mountain nymph thy favorite be, |
On Peace, Line 8 |
| I should have felt a |
sweet |
relief, |
Fill for me a brimming bowl, Line 23 |
| Of Lapland thinks on |
sweet |
Arno; |
Fill for me a brimming bowl, Line 26 |
| |
Sweet |
Hope, ethereal balm upon me shed, |
To Hope, Line 5 |
| Chace him away, |
sweet |
Hope, with visage bright, |
To Hope, Line 17 |
| |
Sweet |
Hope, ethereal balm upon me shed, |
To Hope, Line 29 |
| |
Sweet |
Hope, celestial influence round me shed, |
To Hope, Line 47 |
| The |
sweet |
majestic tone of Maro's lyre; |
Ode to Apollo, Line 14 |
| For, indeed, 'tis a |
sweet |
and peculiar pleasure, |
To Some Ladies, Line 25 |
| Yet the |
sweet |
converse of an innocent mind, |
O Solitude! if I must with thee dwell, Line 10 |
| |
Sweet |
are the pleasures that to verse belong, |
To George Felton Mathew, Line 1 |
| And doubly |
sweet |
a brotherhood in song; |
To George Felton Mathew, Line 2 |
| Yet must I dote upon thee, - call thee |
sweet |
, |
Had I a man's fair form, then might my sighs, Line 9 |
| Kept with such |
sweet |
privacy, |
Hadst thou liv'd in days of old, Line 27 |
| Athwart the morning air: some lady |
sweet |
, |
Specimen of an Induction to a Poem, Line 13 |
| Of this |
sweet |
spot of earth. The bowery shore |
Calidore: A Fragment, Line 26 |
| Into how |
sweet |
a trance his soul was gone, |
Calidore: A Fragment, Line 83 |
| Come to the earth; with an incline so |
sweet |
|
Calidore: A Fragment, Line 86 |
| From their |
sweet |
thrall, and forward gently bending, |
Calidore: A Fragment, Line 103 |
| The |
sweet |
-lipp'd ladies have already greeted |
Calidore: A Fragment, Line 135 |
| |
Sweet |
as blue heavens o'er enchanted isles. |
Calidore: A Fragment, Line 151 |
| |
Sweet |
too the converse of these happy mortals, |
Calidore: A Fragment, Line 158 |
| |
Sweet |
be their sleep. |
Calidore: A Fragment, Line 162 |
| 'Tis very |
sweet |
to look into the fair |
To one who has been long in city pent, Line 2 |
| All meaner thoughts, and take a |
sweet |
reprieve |
Oh! how I love, on a fair summer's eve, Line 5 |
| Happy is England, |
sweet |
her artless daughters; |
Happy is England! I could be content, Line 9 |
| Like a |
sweet |
nun in holy-day attire? |
To My Brother George (epistle), Line 62 |
| Lured by the innocent dimples. To |
sweet |
rest |
To My Brother George (epistle), Line 101 |
| Who had of all that's |
sweet |
tasted, and seen, |
To Charles Cowden Clarke, Line 38 |
| One who, of late, had ta'en |
sweet |
forest walks |
To Charles Cowden Clarke, Line 42 |
| The grand, the |
sweet |
, the terse, the free, the fine; |
To Charles Cowden Clarke, Line 54 |
| Into the labyrinths of |
sweet |
utterance? |
To G.A.W., Line 4 |
| The thought thereof is awful, |
sweet |
, and holy, |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 25 |
| To woo |
sweet |
kisses from averted faces,- |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 106 |
| Fresh garlands: for |
sweet |
music has been heard |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 223 |
| Mingled indeed with what is |
sweet |
and strong, |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 232 |
| Lifts its |
sweet |
head into the air, and feeds |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 250 |
| For |
sweet |
relief I'll dwell |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 312b |
| To as |
sweet |
a silence, when I 'gan retrace |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 352 |
| The dazzling sun-rise: two sisters |
sweet |
|
Sleep and Poetry, Line 367 |
| His eyes from her |
sweet |
face. Most happy they! |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 391 |
| That the |
sweet |
buds which with a modest pride |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 3 |
| Here are |
sweet |
peas, on tip-toe for a flight: |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 57 |
| With their own |
sweet |
delight, and ever nestle |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 76 |
| That nought less |
sweet |
might call my thoughts away, |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 94 |
| O Maker of |
sweet |
poets, dear delight |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 116 |
| O'er head we see the jasmine and |
sweet |
briar, |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 135 |
| And garlands woven of flowers wild, and |
sweet |
, |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 155 |
| Full of |
sweet |
desolation - balmy pain. |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 162 |
| So while the Poet stood in this |
sweet |
spot, |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 177 |
| And brought in faintness solemn, |
sweet |
, and slow |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 196 |
| So every tale, does this |
sweet |
tale of thine. |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 208 |
| And so they stood, fill'd with a |
sweet |
surprise, |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 234 |
| |
Sweet |
Sappho's cheek - a sleeping infant's breath- |
After dark vapours have oppressed our plains, Line 12 |
| Circling from three |
sweet |
pair of lips in mirth; |
To the Ladies Who Saw Me Crown'd, Line 4 |
| To keep the reader in so |
sweet |
a place, |
This pleasant tale is like a little copse, Line 3 |
| Come hither all |
sweet |
maidens, soberly |
On a Leander Which Miss Reynolds, My Kind Friend, Gave Me, Line 1 |
| Let him with this |
sweet |
tale full often seek |
On The Story of Rimini, Line 3 |
| In ripest quiet, shadows of |
sweet |
sounds; |
Unfelt, unheard, unseen, Line 9 |
| Hither, hither, |
sweet |
, |
Hither, hither, love, Line 5 |
| Hither, hither, |
sweet |
, |
Hither, hither, love, Line 7 |
| Think not of it, |
sweet |
one, so; |
Think not of it, sweet one, so, Line 1 |
| Do not look so sad, |
sweet |
one, |
Think not of it, sweet one, so, Line 5 |
| Full of |
sweet |
dreams, and health, and quiet breathing. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 5 |
| Hum about globes of clover and |
sweet |
peas, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 52 |
| Of all |
sweet |
herbs that searching eye could cull: |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 156 |
| Or from your swelling downs, where |
sweet |
air stirs |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 201 |
| Time's |
sweet |
first-fruits - they danc'd to weariness, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 321 |
| |
Sweet |
poesy by moonlight: besides these, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 369 |
| Peona, his |
sweet |
sister: of all those, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 408 |
| Our idle sheep. So be thou cheered, |
sweet |
, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 486 |
| More bluely vein'd, more soft, more whitely |
sweet |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 625 |
| Reflects upon a diamond, my |
sweet |
dream |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 677 |
| |
Sweet |
sister, help to stem the ebbing sea |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 709 |
| Tones ravishment, or ravishment its |
sweet |
, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 841 |
| Was pass'd in dreaming. Hearken, |
sweet |
Peona! |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 861 |
| Its own |
sweet |
grief at parting. Overhead, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 939 |
| Daily, I pluck |
sweet |
flowerets from their bed, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 954 |
| The close of Troilus and Cressid |
sweet |
. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 13 |
| Some holy bark let forth an anthem |
sweet |
, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 81 |
| Yet do not so, |
sweet |
queen; one torment spar'd |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 175 |
| But, finding in our green earth |
sweet |
contents, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 313 |
| O think how |
sweet |
to me the freshening sluice! |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 326 |
| To your dimpled arms. Once more |
sweet |
life begin!" |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 506 |
| For their |
sweet |
queen: when lo! the wreathed green |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 516 |
| Thee safely through these wonders for |
sweet |
ends. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 575 |
| Haply, like dolphin tumults, when |
sweet |
shells |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 610 |
| O let me then by some |
sweet |
dreaming flee |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 703 |
| Two bubbling springs of talk from their |
sweet |
lips. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 738 |
| Be ever in these arms? in this |
sweet |
spot |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 741 |
| To the very tune of love - how |
sweet |
, sweet, sweet. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 765 |
| To the very tune of love - how sweet, |
sweet |
, sweet. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 765 |
| To the very tune of love - how sweet, sweet, |
sweet |
. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 765 |
| With fingers cool as aspen leaves. |
Sweet |
love, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 804 |
| |
Sweet |
paining on his ear: he sickly guess'd |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 856 |
| Now I have tasted her |
sweet |
soul to the core |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 904 |
| |
Sweet |
Arethusa! Dian's self must feel |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 984 |
| Of his heart's blood: 'twas very |
sweet |
; he stay'd |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 107 |
| Into |
sweet |
air; and sober'd morning came |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 115 |
| Would melt at thy |
sweet |
breath.- By Dian's hind |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 277 |
| Would strew |
sweet |
flowers on a sterile beach. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 371 |
| How |
sweet |
, and sweeter! for I heard a lyre, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 421 |
| To cradle thee, my |
sweet |
, and lull thee: yes, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 572 |
| Adieu, |
sweet |
love, adieu!' - As shot stars fall, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 600 |
| |
Sweet |
music breath'd her soul away, and sigh'd |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 767 |
| All blisses be upon thee, my |
sweet |
son!"- |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 921 |
| "O I shall die! |
sweet |
Venus, be my stay! |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 1010 |
| Of life from charitable voice? No |
sweet |
saying |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 45 |
| No hand to toy with mine? No lips so |
sweet |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 47 |
| |
Sweet |
as a muskrose upon new-made hay; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 102 |
| Yet with as |
sweet |
a softness as might be |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 296 |
| And whisper one |
sweet |
word that I may know |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 319 |
| This is this world - |
sweet |
dewy blossom!"- Woe! |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 320 |
| At the |
sweet |
sleeper,- all his soul was shook,- |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 453 |
| Alone about the dark - Forgive me, |
sweet |
: |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 480 |
| And silvery was its passing: voices |
sweet |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 559 |
| Cool parsley, basil |
sweet |
, and sunny thyme; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 577 |
| Andromeda! |
sweet |
woman! why delaying |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 602 |
| Its sides I'll plant with dew- |
sweet |
eglantine, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 697 |
| Or the |
sweet |
name of love had pass'd away. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 729 |
| With my own fancies garlands of |
sweet |
life, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 750 |
| "I would have thee my only friend, |
sweet |
maid! |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 849 |
| |
Sweet |
Indian, I would see thee once again. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 910 |
| And said, in a new voice, but |
sweet |
as love, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 978 |
| But with a |
sweet |
forgetting |
In drear nighted December, Line 13 |
| Live temple of |
sweet |
noise; |
Lines on Seeing a Lock of Milton's Hair, Line 12 |
| The bitter- |
sweet |
of this Shaksperean fruit. |
On Sitting Down to Read King Lear Once Again, Line 8 |
| For it sounds of Eve's |
sweet |
pippin; |
O blush not so! O blush not so, Line 10 |
| We have not one |
sweet |
tooth out. |
O blush not so! O blush not so, Line 16 |
| O cut the |
sweet |
apple and share it! |
O blush not so! O blush not so, Line 20 |
| Meadows |
sweet |
where flames burn under; |
Welcome joy, and welcome sorrow, Line 8 |
| All my thirst for |
sweet |
heart-ache! |
Welcome joy, and welcome sorrow, Line 29 |
| Every delight with |
sweet |
remembering, |
Time's sea hath been five years at its slow ebb, Line 13 |
| Where the maidens |
sweet |
|
For there's Bishop's Teign, Line 22 |
| An echo of |
sweet |
music doth create |
Dear Reynolds, as last night I lay in bed, Line 62 |
| He tells of the |
sweet |
music and the spot |
Dear Reynolds, as last night I lay in bed, Line 65 |
| Until |
sweet |
Isabella's untouch'd cheek |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 33 |
| The little |
sweet |
doth kill much bitterness; |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 98 |
| To make old prose in modern rhyme more |
sweet |
: |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 156 |
| From his north cavern. So |
sweet |
Isabel |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 255 |
| Saying moreover, "Isabel, my |
sweet |
! |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 297 |
| |
Sweet |
Spirit, thou hast school'd my infancy: |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 334 |
| Then in a silken scarf,- |
sweet |
with the dews |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 409 |
| |
Sweet |
basil, which her tears kept ever wet. |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 416 |
| Hung over her |
sweet |
basil evermore, |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 423 |
| Lift up your heads, |
sweet |
Spirits, heavily, |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 438 |
| For Isabel, |
sweet |
Isabel, will die; |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 486 |
| Now they have ta'en away her basil |
sweet |
. |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 488 |
| |
Sweet |
, sweet is the greeting of eyes, |
Sweet, sweet is the greeting of eyes, Line 1 |
| Sweet, |
sweet |
is the greeting of eyes, |
Sweet, sweet is the greeting of eyes, Line 1 |
| And |
sweet |
is the voice in its greeting, |
Sweet, sweet is the greeting of eyes, Line 2 |
| |
Sweet |
, holy, pure, sacred, and innocent, |
Of late two dainties were before me plac'd, Line 2 |
| Beyond the |
sweet |
and bitter world - beyond it unaware; |
There is a joy in footing slow across a silent plain, Line 30 |
| |
Sweet |
Nevis, do not quake, for though I love |
Upon my life, Sir Nevis, I am piqu'd, MRS. C-, Line 33 |
| I meet not such |
sweet |
creatures every day. |
Upon my life, Sir Nevis, I am piqu'd, BEN NEVIS, Line 41 |
| I must have one |
sweet |
buss - I must and shall! |
Upon my life, Sir Nevis, I am piqu'd, BEN NEVIS, Line 43 |
| And thy mother |
sweet |
is nigh thee! |
'Tis the "witching time of night", Line 30 |
| At a touch |
sweet |
Pleasure melteth, |
Fancy, Line 3 |
| O |
sweet |
Fancy! let her loose; |
Fancy, Line 9 |
| |
Sweet |
birds antheming the morn: |
Fancy, Line 42 |
| Oh, |
sweet |
Fancy! let her loose; |
Fancy, Line 67 |
| At a touch |
sweet |
Pleasure melteth |
Fancy, Line 77 |
| While she held the goblet |
sweet |
, |
Fancy, Line 88 |
| I had a dove, and the |
sweet |
dove died, |
I had a dove, and the sweet dove died, Line 1 |
| |
Sweet |
little red feet! why would you die? |
I had a dove, and the sweet dove died, Line 5 |
| Why would you leave me, |
sweet |
bird, why? |
I had a dove, and the sweet dove died, Line 6 |
| Though you've padded his night-cap, O |
sweet |
Isabel. |
Hush, hush, tread softly, hush, hush, my dear, Line 4 |
| Lift the latch, ah gently! ah tenderly, |
sweet |
, |
Hush, hush, tread softly, hush, hush, my dear, Line 17 |
| At |
sweet |
life leaving, and these arbours green,- |
Ah! woe is me! poor Silver-wing, Line 17 |
| Past the |
sweet |
Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith. |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 9 |
| |
Sweet |
lady, let her pray, and sleep, and dream |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 141 |
| Thy voice was at |
sweet |
tremble in mine ear, |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 308 |
| Solution |
sweet |
: meantime the frost-wind blows |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 322 |
| "My Madeline! |
sweet |
dreamer! lovely bride! |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 334 |
| Saving of thy |
sweet |
self; if thou think'st well |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 341 |
| While play'd the organs loud and |
sweet |
. |
The Eve of St. Mark, Line 22 |
| Their sorrows. Pale were the |
sweet |
lips I saw, |
As Hermes once took to his feathers light, Line 12 |
| Awake for ever in a |
sweet |
unrest, |
Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art, Line 12 |
| Blown by the serious Zephyrs, gave of |
sweet |
|
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 207 |
| |
Sweet |
-shaped lightnings from the nadir deep |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 276 |
| And palpitations |
sweet |
, and pleasures soft, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 313 |
| Where a |
sweet |
clime was breathed from a land |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 263 |
| And made |
sweet |
moan. |
La Belle Dame sans Merci: A Ballad, Line 20 |
| She found me roots of relish |
sweet |
, |
La Belle Dame sans Merci: A Ballad, Line 25 |
| And the flowers in |
sweet |
troubles |
Song of Four Fairies: Fire, Air, Earth, and Water, BREAMA, Line 35 |
| |
Sweet |
Dusketha! Paradise! |
Song of Four Fairies: Fire, Air, Earth, and Water, SALAMANDER, Line 86 |
| By |
sweet |
enforcement and remembrance dear, |
Ode to Psyche, Line 2 |
| No voice, no lute, no pipe, no incense |
sweet |
|
Ode to Psyche, Line 32 |
| Thy voice, thy lute, thy pipe, thy incense |
sweet |
|
Ode to Psyche, Line 46 |
| And, like Andromeda, the sonnet |
sweet |
|
If by dull rhymes our English must be chain'd, Line 2 |
| But, in embalmed darkness, guess each |
sweet |
|
Ode to a Nightingale, Line 43 |
| Heard melodies are |
sweet |
, but those unheard |
Ode on a Grecian Urn, Line 11 |
| At least for me,- so |
sweet |
as drowsy noons, |
Ode on Indolence, Line 36 |
| Though in her lids hung the |
sweet |
tears of May; |
Ode on Indolence, Line 46 |
| No " |
sweet |
Auranthes"! |
Otho the Great, Act I, SCENE I, Conrad, Line 144 |
| Hail, my |
sweet |
hostess! I do thank the stars, |
Otho the Great, Act I, SCENE II, Otho, Line 12 |
| Aye, spite of her |
sweet |
looks. |
Otho the Great, Act II, SCENE I, Otho, Line 148b |
| Dictate my task. |
Sweet |
woman,- |
Otho the Great, Act II, SCENE II, Albert, Line 39a |
| Which, lifting |
sweet |
abroad its timid green, |
Otho the Great, Act II, SCENE II, Ethelbert, Line 136 |
| Your blessing, father! |
Sweet |
Erminia, |
Otho the Great, Act II, SCENE II, Gersa, Line 145 |
| My soft Auranthe, her |
sweet |
mercy would |
Otho the Great, Act III, SCENE II, Ludolph, Line 169 |
| Pass the high stars, before |
sweet |
embassage |
Otho the Great, Act IV, SCENE II, Ludolph, Line 34 |
| Hear him! He calls you - |
sweet |
Auranthe, come! |
Otho the Great, Act V, SCENE II, Ludolph, Line 50 |
| A fair bride! A |
sweet |
bride! An innocent bride! |
Otho the Great, Act V, SCENE II, Ludolph, Line 53 |
| Nay, linger not; make no resistance, |
sweet |
;- |
Otho the Great, Act V, SCENE II, Ludolph, Line 57 |
| And the |
sweet |
lady, fair Erminia, |
Otho the Great, Act V, SCENE III, Gonfrid, Line 8 |
| Are dazzled with the |
sweet |
proportioning, |
Otho the Great, Act V, SCENE V, Ludolph, Line 68 |
| Ah! gentlest creature, whose |
sweet |
innocence |
Otho the Great, Act V, SCENE V, Ludolph, Line 169 |
| To find where this |
sweet |
nymph prepar'd her secret bed: |
Lamia, Part I, Line 30 |
| In vain; the |
sweet |
nymph might nowhere be found, |
Lamia, Part I, Line 31 |
| When move in a |
sweet |
body fit for life, |
Lamia, Part I, Line 39 |
| Her head was serpent, but ah, bitter- |
sweet |
! |
Lamia, Part I, Line 59 |
| Leave traces in the grass and flowers |
sweet |
; |
Lamia, Part I, Line 97 |
| And thou shalt see thy |
sweet |
nymph even now." |
Lamia, Part I, Line 122 |
| Wither'd at dew so |
sweet |
and virulent; |
Lamia, Part I, Line 149 |
| |
Sweet |
days a lovely graduate, still unshent, |
Lamia, Part I, Line 198 |
| Came thy |
sweet |
greeting, that if thou shouldst fade |
Lamia, Part I, Line 269 |
| A song of love, too |
sweet |
for earthly lyres, |
Lamia, Part I, Line 299 |
| To see her still, and singing so |
sweet |
lays; |
Lamia, Part I, Line 323 |
| And last, pointing to Corinth, ask'd her |
sweet |
, |
Lamia, Part I, Line 342 |
| The ghost of folly haunting my |
sweet |
dreams." |
Lamia, Part I, Line 377 |
| Where use had made it |
sweet |
, with eyelids closed, |
Lamia, Part II, Line 23 |
| That purple-lined palace of |
sweet |
sin, |
Lamia, Part II, Line 31 |
| Ay, a |
sweet |
kiss - you see your mighty woes. |
Lamia, Part II, Line 55 |
| "Sure some |
sweet |
name thou hast, though, by my truth, |
Lamia, Part II, Line 85 |
| Turning into |
sweet |
milk the sophist's spleen. |
Lamia, Part II, Line 172 |
| No more so strange; for merry wine, |
sweet |
wine, |
Lamia, Part II, Line 211 |
| Brow-beating her fair form, and troubling her |
sweet |
pride. |
Lamia, Part II, Line 248 |
| My |
sweet |
bride withers at their potency." |
Lamia, Part II, Line 290 |
| With a |
sweet |
kernel; to set budding more, |
To Autumn, Line 8 |
| |
Sweet |
smelling, whose pure kinds I could not know. |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 34 |
| Was fainting for |
sweet |
food: I look'd thereon |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 233 |
| Which marries |
sweet |
sound with the grace of form, |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 443 |
| |
Sweet |
voice, sweet lips, soft hand, and softer breast, |
The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone, Line 2 |
| Sweet voice, |
sweet |
lips, soft hand, and softer breast, |
The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone, Line 2 |
| That shape, that fairness, that |
sweet |
minor zest |
I cry your mercy - pity - love!- aye, love, Line 6 |
| No,- wine is only |
sweet |
to happy men; |
What can I do to drive away, Line 27 |
| There flowers have no scent, birds no |
sweet |
song, |
What can I do to drive away, Line 42 |
| Ah! dearest love, |
sweet |
home of all my fears |
To Fanny, Line 9 |
| Save it for me, |
sweet |
love! though music breathe |
To Fanny, Line 25 |
| To one who loves you as I love, |
sweet |
Fanny, |
To Fanny, Line 42 |
| Eats wholesome, |
sweet |
, and palatable food |
King Stephen Act I, SCENE IV, Maud, Line 27 |
| Themselves with what in faery land was |
sweet |
, |
The Jealousies, Line 22 |
| With the |
sweet |
Princess on her plumaged lair, |
The Jealousies, Line 40 |
| |
Sweet |
Bertha! what crime can it be to glide |
The Jealousies, Line 169 |
| Tell me how I may that |
sweet |
girl embrace,- |
The Jealousies, Line 484 |
| At his |
sweet |
prose, and, if we can, make dance |
The Jealousies, Line 635 |
| |
Sweet |
in the air a mild-toned music plays, |
The Jealousies, Line 725 |
| |
| SWEETEN'D.........1 |
| Their music came to my o'er- |
sweeten'd |
soul; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 445 |
| |
| SWEETER...........9 |
| |
Sweeter |
by far than Hybla's honied roses |
Had I a man's fair form, then might my sighs, Line 10 |
| But 'twas not long; for, |
sweeter |
than the rill |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 339 |
| |
Sweeter |
than that nurse Amalthea skimm'd |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 448 |
| How sweet, and |
sweeter |
! for I heard a lyre, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 421 |
| |
Sweeter |
than those dainty pies |
Lines on the Mermaid Tavern, Line 8 |
| A voice came |
sweeter |
, sweeter than all tune, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 292 |
| A voice came sweeter, |
sweeter |
than all tune, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 292 |
| Are |
sweeter |
; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on; |
Ode on a Grecian Urn, Line 12 |
| And will be |
sweeter |
, when ye see her pace |
Otho the Great, Act V, SCENE V, Ludolph, Line 84 |
| |
| SWEETEST..........15 |
| Let me awhile thy |
sweetest |
comforts borrow: |
To Hope, Line 22 |
| I saw the |
sweetest |
flower wild nature yields, |
To a Friend Who Sent Me Some Roses, Line 5 |
| That |
sweetest |
of all songs, that ever new, |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 182 |
| This |
sweetest |
day for dalliance was born; |
Unfelt, unheard, unseen, Line 15 |
| A well-known voice sigh'd, " |
Sweetest |
, here am I!" |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 714 |
| O |
sweetest |
essence! sweetest of all minions! |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 983 |
| O sweetest essence! |
sweetest |
of all minions! |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 983 |
| |
Sweetest |
Sorrow! |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 280 |
| But starv'd and died. My |
sweetest |
Indian, here, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 648 |
| Doves will offer up, and |
sweetest |
store |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 660 |
| And of three |
sweetest |
pleasurings the choice: |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 716 |
| Married to green in all the |
sweetest |
flowers- |
Blue!- 'Tis the life of heaven - the domain, Line 10 |
| She sigh'd for Agnes' dreams, the |
sweetest |
of the year. |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 63 |
| Made tuneable with every |
sweetest |
vow; |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 309 |
| Stab him! O |
sweetest |
wife! |
Otho the Great, Act III, SCENE II, Ludolph, Line 73b |
| |
| SWEETLY...........14 |
| Byron, how |
sweetly |
sad thy melody, |
To Lord Byron, Line 1 |
| Thou |
sweetly |
singest - nought thy hymning mars |
Oh Chatterton! how very sad thy fate, Line 11 |
| And, smiles with his star-cheering voice |
sweetly |
blending, |
To Some Ladies, Line 19 |
| With love-looking eyes, and with voice |
sweetly |
bland. |
O come, dearest Emma!, Line 20 |
| Nor minds he the white swans that dream so |
sweetly |
: |
Calidore: A Fragment, Line 62 |
| Haply 'tis when thy ruby lips part |
sweetly |
, |
To G.A.W., Line 9 |
| And fresh from the clear brook; |
sweetly |
they slept |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 9 |
| Press me so |
sweetly |
. Now I swear at once |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 798 |
| Then Scylla, blushing |
sweetly |
from her dream, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 809 |
| With dumb endeavour |
sweetly |
! |
'Tis the "witching time of night", Line 47 |
| |
Sweetly |
, with dumb endeavour, |
'Tis the "witching time of night", Line 52 |
| Why not live |
sweetly |
as in the green trees? |
I had a dove, and the sweet dove died, Line 10 |
| A flowery tale more |
sweetly |
than our rhyme: |
Ode on a Grecian Urn, Line 4 |
| So |
sweetly |
to these ravish'd ears of mine |
Lamia, Part I, Line 268 |
| |
| SWEETNESS.........5 |
| Through sunny air. Add too, the |
sweetness |
|
Hadst thou liv'd in days of old, Line 23 |
| Whence came that high perfection of all |
sweetness |
? |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 607 |
| And apples, wan with |
sweetness |
, gather thee,- |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 683 |
| Oh! the |
sweetness |
of the pain! |
Welcome joy, and welcome sorrow, Line 23 |
| O, the |
sweetness |
of the pain! |
What can I do to drive away, Line 54 |
| |
| SWEETS............15 |
| I pillow my head on the |
sweets |
of the rose, |
On Receiving a Curious Shell..., Line 38 |
| Who can forget her half retiring |
sweets |
? |
Woman! when I behold thee flippant, vain, Line 30 |
| Its |
sweets |
upon the summer: graceful it grew |
To a Friend Who Sent Me Some Roses, Line 7 |
| That you first taught me all the |
sweets |
of song: |
To Charles Cowden Clarke, Line 53 |
| The o'erwhelming |
sweets |
, 'twill bring to me the fair |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 62 |
| Gave temperate |
sweets |
to that well-wooing sun; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 101 |
| Of teeming |
sweets |
, enkindling sacred fire; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 224 |
| One moment with his hand among the |
sweets |
: |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 354 |
| Of mealy |
sweets |
, which myriads of bees |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 996 |
| Filling with spiritual |
sweets |
to plenitude, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 39 |
| Its |
sweets |
in the wrong sense.- Thou dost eclipse |
Time's sea hath been five years at its slow ebb, Line 12 |
| Instead of |
sweets |
, his ample palate took |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 188 |
| Of the |
sweets |
of Fairies, Peris, Goddesses, |
Lamia, Part I, Line 329 |
| Instead of |
sweets |
, his ample palate takes |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO II, Line 32 |
| The day is gone, and all its |
sweets |
are gone! |
The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone, Line 1 |
| |
| SWELL.............17 |
| Its flowery slopes, its river's crystal |
swell |
, |
O Solitude! if I must with thee dwell, Line 5 |
| No cuirass glistens on my bosom's |
swell |
; |
Had I a man's fair form, then might my sighs, Line 6 |
| Desolate shores, and with its mighty |
swell |
|
On the Sea, Line 2 |
| Stems thronging all around between the |
swell |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 83 |
| That flowers would bloom, or that green fruit would |
swell |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 836 |
| He wander'd through, oft wondering at such |
swell |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 679 |
| Yet look upon it, and 'twould size and |
swell |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 206 |
| The sea- |
swell |
took her hair. Dead as she was |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 625 |
| 'Twas done: and straight with sudden |
swell |
and fall |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 766 |
| And air of visions, and the monstrous |
swell |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 652 |
| Will each one |
swell |
to twice ten times the size |
Upon my life, Sir Nevis, I am piqu'd, BEN NEVIS, Line 63 |
| As though a tongueless nightingale should |
swell |
|
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 206 |
| To feel for ever its soft |
swell |
and fall, |
Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art, Line 11 |
| All as ye pass |
swell |
out the monstrous truth, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 65 |
| May burst, and |
swell |
, and flourish round thy brows, |
Otho the Great, Act II, SCENE I, Conrad, Line 30 |
| In one whose brow had no dark veins to |
swell |
. |
Lamia, Part II, Line 77 |
| To |
swell |
the gourd, and plump the hazel shells |
To Autumn, Line 7 |
| |
| SWELL'D...........7 |
| What |
swell'd |
with pathos, and what right divine: |
To Charles Cowden Clarke, Line 55 |
| Had more been heard. Thus |
swell'd |
it forth: "Descend, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 202 |
| So from the arbour roof down |
swell'd |
an air |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 513 |
| I came to a dark valley.- Groanings |
swell'd |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 490 |
| Budded, and |
swell'd |
, and, full-blown, shed full showers |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 799 |
| Still onward; still the splendour gradual |
swell'd |
. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 840 |
| Her long black hair |
swell'd |
ampler, in display |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 984 |
| |
| SWELLING..........12 |
| Rein in the |
swelling |
of his ample might? |
Specimen of an Induction to a Poem, Line 48 |
| The sidelong view of |
swelling |
leafiness, |
Calidore: A Fragment, Line 34 |
| Nor will a bee buzz round two |
swelling |
peaches, |
Calidore: A Fragment, Line 66 |
| Who read for me the sonnet |
swelling |
loudly |
To Charles Cowden Clarke, Line 60 |
| At |
swelling |
apples with a frisky leap |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 361 |
| Heaves calmly its broad |
swelling |
smoothness o'er |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 377 |
| Were |
swelling |
for summer fare; |
God of the golden bow, Line 28 |
| Or from your |
swelling |
downs, where sweet air stirs |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 201 |
| Came |
swelling |
forth where little caves were wreath'd |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 665 |
| Wide o'er the |
swelling |
streams: and constantly |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 365 |
| Huge sea-marks; vanward |
swelling |
in array, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 830 |
| |
Swelling |
upon the silence; dying off; |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 376 |
| |
| SWELLINGS.........1 |
| Its airy |
swellings |
, with a gentle wave, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 118 |
| |
| SWELLS............5 |
| Then, through thy temple wide, melodious |
swells |
|
Ode to Apollo, Line 13 |
| It |
swells |
, it buds, it flowers beneath his sight; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 59 |
| Or they are but the ghosts, the dying |
swells |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 914 |
| In |
swells |
unmitigated, still doth last |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 425 |
| Cunningly-station'd music dies and |
swells |
|
The Jealousies, Line 570 |
| |
| SWELT.............1 |
| And for them many a weary hand did |
swelt |
|
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 107 |
| |
| SWEPT.............5 |
| The dew by fairy feet |
swept |
from the green, |
To George Felton Mathew, Line 26 |
| And after him his sacred vestments |
swept |
. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 152 |
| Sluggishly by, ere more contentment |
swept |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 916 |
| Where mantles grey have rustled by and |
swept |
the nettles green: |
There is a joy in footing slow across a silent plain, Line 4 |
| His silent sandals |
swept |
the mossy green; |
Lamia, Part I, Line 239 |
| |
| SWERV'D...........2 |
| What! if from thee my wandering feet had |
swerv'd |
, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 716 |
| Whose slender feet wide- |
swerv'd |
upon the soft |
Lamia, Part II, Line 178 |
| |
| SWERVE............1 |
| Or neck and shoulder, nor the tenting |
swerve |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 400 |
| |
| SWEVENIS..........1 |
| -"Als writith he of |
swevenis |
|
The Eve of St. Mark, Line 99 |
| |
| SWICHE............1 |
| Of |
swiche |
thinges I may not shew; |
The Eve of St. Mark, Line 110 |
| |
| SWIFT.............30 |
| 'Mongst boughs pavillion'd, where the deer's |
swift |
leap |
O Solitude! if I must with thee dwell, Line 7 |
| Is the |
swift |
opening of their wide portal, |
To My Brother George (epistle), Line 30 |
| Parting luxuriant curls;- and the |
swift |
bound |
Sleep and Poetry, Line 334 |
| To the |
swift |
treble pipe, and humming string. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 314 |
| Are those |
swift |
moments? Whither are they fled? |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 971 |
| Went |
swift |
beneath the merry-winged guide, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 83 |
| |
Swift |
as a fathoming plummet down he fell |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 662 |
| |
Swift |
, mad, fantastic round the rocks, and lash'd |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 920 |
| She fled me |
swift |
as sea-bird on the wing, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 404 |
| How lightning- |
swift |
the change! a youthful wight |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 775 |
| Ere it burst open |
swift |
as fairy thought, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 857 |
| Of his |
swift |
magic. Diving swans appear |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 339 |
| Full facing their |
swift |
flight, from ebon streak, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 496 |
| Speeding away |
swift |
as the eagle bird? |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 594 |
| Young feather'd tyrant! by a |
swift |
decay |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 730 |
| In one |
swift |
moment, would what then he saw |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 907 |
| And when she left, she hurried back, as |
swift |
|
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 469 |
| Ludolph and the |
swift |
Arab are the same; |
Otho the Great, Act I, SCENE III, Sigifred, Line 3 |
| You needs must be. Carry it |
swift |
to Otho; |
Otho the Great, Act II, SCENE II, Erminia, Line 73 |
| |
Swift |
be your steed! Within this hour |
Otho the Great, Act II, SCENE II, Erminia, Line 78b |
| A quick plot, |
swift |
as thought to save your heads; |
Otho the Great, Act III, SCENE II, Ethelbert, Line 66 |
| What |
swift |
death wilt thou die? As to the lady |
Otho the Great, Act III, SCENE II, Ludolph, Line 171 |
| Blush'd a live damask, and |
swift |
-lisping said, |
Lamia, Part I, Line 116 |
| She breath'd upon his eyes, and |
swift |
was seen |
Lamia, Part I, Line 124 |
| Their points of contact, and |
swift |
counterchange; |
Lamia, Part I, Line 194 |
| Whom with his sword |
swift |
-drawn and nimbly held, |
King Stephen Act I, SCENE II, Second Knight, Line 46 |
| But |
swift |
of look, and foot, and wing was he,)- |
The Jealousies, Line 186 |
| Curricles, or mail-coaches, |
swift |
beyond compare." |
The Jealousies, Line 252 |
| Then Elfinan |
swift |
vaulted from the floor, |
The Jealousies, Line 604 |
| Rode to the Princess |
swift |
with spurring heels, |
The Jealousies, Line 776 |
| |
| SWIFTER...........3 |
| |
Swifter |
than lightning went these wonders rare; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 621 |
| |
Swifter |
than centaurs after rapine bent.- |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 536 |
| |
Swifter |
than sight was gone - even before |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 337 |
| |
| SWIFTEST..........1 |
| Before three |
swiftest |
kisses he had told, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 1001 |
| |
| SWIFTLY...........6 |
| Be echoed |
swiftly |
through that ivory shell |
Had I a man's fair form, then might my sighs, Line 2 |
| And through the light the horsemen |
swiftly |
glide, |
To My Brother George (epistle), Line 34 |
| |
Swiftly |
I mount, upon wide spreading pinions, |
To My Brother George (epistle), Line 105 |
| Minutes are flying |
swiftly |
; and as yet |
On Receiving a Laurel Crown from Leigh Hunt, Line 1 |
| And, |
swiftly |
as a bright Phoebean dart, |
Lamia, Part I, Line 78 |
| Uplift her from the ground, and |
swiftly |
flit |
The Jealousies, Line 521 |
| |
| SWIFTNESS.........1 |
| With metaphysic |
swiftness |
, at the mouse; |
The Jealousies, Line 56 |
| |
| SWIM..............5 |
| Above a cloud, and with a gradual |
swim |
|
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 114 |
| And then were gulph'd in a tumultuous |
swim |
: |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 571 |
| I'll |
swim |
to the syrens, and one moment listen |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 241 |
| The thyrsus, that his watching eyes may |
swim |
|
Lamia, Part II, Line 226 |
| So, through a real heaven, on they |
swim |
|
The Jealousies, Line 39 |
| |
| SWIMMING..........3 |
| To see such lovely eyes in |
swimming |
search |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 63 |
| With aching neck and |
swimming |
eyes, |
The Eve of St. Mark, Line 55 |
| Though |
swimming |
through the dance's dangerous wreath, |
To Fanny, Line 27 |
| |
| SWIMS.............3 |
| And in the last sun-beam the sylph lightly |
swims |
. |
O come, dearest Emma!, Line 8 |
| When a new planet |
swims |
into his ken; |
On First Looking into Chapman's Homer, Line 10 |
| A fold of lawny mantle dabbling |
swims |
|
Sleep and Poetry, Line 374 |
| |
| SWINE.............1 |
| He 'sdeign'd the |
swine |
-herd at the wassel bowl, |
Character of C.B., Line 13 |
| |
| SWINGED...........1 |
| From |
swinged |
censer teeming; |
Ode to Psyche, Line 47 |
| |
| SWINGING..........1 |
| Like floral-censers |
swinging |
light in air; |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 27 |
| |
| SWIRL.............1 |
| Headlong I darted; at one eager |
swirl |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 630 |
| |
| SWISS.............2 |
| Quoth the dark page; "Oh no!" return'd the |
Swiss |
, |
The Jealousies, Line 281 |
| Replied the |
Swiss |
,- "the nasty, whelping brat!" |
The Jealousies, Line 314 |
| |
| SWITCH............2 |
| I'll |
switch |
you soundly and in pieces tear." |
When they were come unto the Faery's court, Line 17 |
| The Princess grasp'd her |
switch |
, but just in time |
When they were come unto the Faery's court, Line 20 |
| |
| SWOLL'N...........1 |
| If shame can on a soldier's vein- |
swoll'n |
front |
King Stephen Act I, SCENE I, Stephen, Line 1 |
| |
| SWOLLEN...........8 |
| Night- |
swollen |
mushrooms? Are not our wide plains |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 215 |
| To its old channel, or a |
swollen |
tide |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 340 |
| Hung |
swollen |
at their backs, and jewel'd sands |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 313 |
| Battle to the |
swollen |
billow-ridge, and drave |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 612 |
| Had |
swollen |
and green'd the pious charactery, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 790 |
| The vesper hymn, far |
swollen |
, soft and full, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 967 |
| And singe away the |
swollen |
clouds of Jove, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 330 |
| Prick'd his own |
swollen |
veins! Where is my page? |
Otho the Great, Act V, SCENE V, Ludolph, Line 126 |
| |
| SWOON.............9 |
| Of Hero's tears, the |
swoon |
of Imogen, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 31 |
| It seem'd to whirl around me, and a |
swoon |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 416 |
| Before his goddess, in a blissful |
swoon |
. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 999 |
| To tell his forehead's |
swoon |
and faint when first began decay, |
There is a joy in footing slow across a silent plain, Line 26 |
| In sort of wakeful |
swoon |
, perplex'd she lay, |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 236 |
| And so live ever - or else |
swoon |
to death. |
Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art, Line 14 |
| Spare, spare me, my lord; I |
swoon |
else. |
Otho the Great, Act III, SCENE II, Auranthe, Line 12b |
| The cloudy |
swoon |
came on, and down I sunk |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 55 |
| Nice way would be to bring her in a |
swoon |
; |
The Jealousies, Line 492 |
| |
| SWOON'D...........5 |
| His senses had |
swoon'd |
off: he did not heed |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 398 |
| With melancholy thought: O he had |
swoon'd |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 868 |
| When lulled Argus, baffled, |
swoon'd |
and slept, |
As Hermes once took to his feathers light, Line 2 |
| To the |
swoon'd |
serpent, and with languid arm, |
Lamia, Part I, Line 132 |
| |
Swoon'd |
, murmuring of love, and pale with pain. |
Lamia, Part I, Line 289 |
| |
| SWOONING..........6 |
| Nigh |
swooning |
, he doth purse his weary lips |
On a Leander Which Miss Reynolds, My Kind Friend, Gave Me, Line 10 |
| That come a |
swooning |
over hollow grounds, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 286 |
| Even to |
swooning |
, why ye, Divinities, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 152 |
| With such an aching heart, such |
swooning |
throbs |
Otho the Great, Act IV, SCENE I, Auranthe, Line 107 |
| And fell into a |
swooning |
love of him. |
Lamia, Part I, Line 219 |
| Still |
swooning |
vivid through my globed brain |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 245 |
| |
| SWOONS............1 |
| Ripe from hue-golden |
swoons |
took all the blaze, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 861 |
| |
| SWOOP.............1 |
| A tureen, and three dishes, at one |
swoop |
, |
The Jealousies, Line 670 |
| |
| SWOOP'D...........1 |
| And straightway into frightful eddies |
swoop'd |
; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 648 |
| |
| SWORD.............22 |
| Hast thou a |
sword |
that thine enemy's smart is? |
On Receiving a Curious Shell..., Line 10 |
| Mount his back! thy |
sword |
unsheath! |
Hadst thou liv'd in days of old, Line 61 |
| Is slung with shining cuirass, |
sword |
, and shield, |
Specimen of an Induction to a Poem, Line 39 |
| From some old magic like Urganda's |
sword |
. |
Dear Reynolds, as last night I lay in bed, Line 29 |
| With duller steel than the Persean |
sword |
|
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 393 |
| He broke his |
sword |
, and hither bore |
O Some Skulls in Beauley Abbey, near Inverness, Line 51 |
| My |
sword |
to my own throat, rather than held |
Otho the Great, Act II, SCENE I, Conrad, Line 49 |
| Who, for your bright |
sword |
and clear honesty, |
Otho the Great, Act II, SCENE II, Erminia, Line 47 |
| Conrad's |
sword |
, his corslet, and his helm, |
Otho the Great, Act II, SCENE II, Albert, Line 69 |
| Or that the |
sword |
of some brave enemy |
Otho the Great, Act III, SCENE I, Albert, Line 3 |
| My sturdier youth, maturing to the |
sword |
, |
Otho the Great, Act III, SCENE I, Albert, Line 13 |
| Draw not the |
sword |
; 'twould make an uproar, Duke, |
Otho the Great, Act IV, SCENE I, Albert, Line 169 |
| Of that late stounding insult! Why has my |
sword |
|
Otho the Great, Act IV, SCENE II, Ludolph, Line 94 |
| Look! look at this bright |
sword |
; |
Otho the Great, Act IV, SCENE II, Ludolph, Line 106 |
| The |
sword |
has done its worst; not without worst |
Otho the Great, Act V, SCENE II, Albert, Line 5 |
| Trespass within the circuit of his |
sword |
:- |
King Stephen Act I, SCENE II, First Captain, Line 15 |
| Whom with his |
sword |
swift-drawn and nimbly held, |
King Stephen Act I, SCENE II, Second Knight, Line 46 |
| My |
sword |
met his and snapp'd off at the hilts. |
King Stephen Act I, SCENE II, Second Knight, Line 50 |
| Another |
sword |
! and what if I could seize |
King Stephen Act I, SCENE III, Stephen, Line 1 |
| Here comes the testy brood. O for a |
sword |
! |
King Stephen Act I, SCENE III, Stephen, Line 5 |
| I'm faint - a biting |
sword |
! A noble sword! |
King Stephen Act I, SCENE III, Stephen, Line 6 |
| I'm faint - a biting sword! A noble |
sword |
! |
King Stephen Act I, SCENE III, Stephen, Line 6 |
| |
| SWORD'S...........1 |
| Yield, Stephen, or my |
sword's |
point dip in |
King Stephen Act I, SCENE III, De Kaims, Line 16 |
| |
| SWORDS............4 |
| Would all be lost, unheard, and vain as |
swords |
|
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 713 |
| They dipp'd their |
swords |
in the water, and did tease |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 222 |
| All eyes be muffled, or a hundred |
swords |
|
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 83 |
| Keeps elbow room amid our eager |
swords |
, |
King Stephen Act I, SCENE II, Second Knight, Line 36 |
| |
| SWORDSMAN.........1 |
| Not as a |
swordsman |
would I pardon claim, |
Otho the Great, Act I, SCENE III, Ludolph, Line 24 |
| |
| SWORE.............2 |
| Took to the cowl,- then rav'd and |
swore |
|
O Some Skulls in Beauley Abbey, near Inverness, Line 53 |
| But, calling interest loyalty, |
swore |
faith |
Otho the Great, Act I, SCENE I, Conrad, Line 51 |
| |
| SWORN.............3 |
| Have |
sworn |
divorcement 'twixt me and my right. |
Otho the Great, Act I, SCENE III, Ludolph, Line 116 |
| A verdict ten-times |
sworn |
! Awake - awake- |
Otho the Great, Act V, SCENE V, Ludolph, Line 146 |
| Shall I, when I have |
sworn |
against it, sir? |
King Stephen Act I, SCENE III, Stephen, Line 27 |
| |
| SWUNG.............3 |
| From his right hand there |
swung |
a vase, milk-white, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 153 |
| Her self-possession - |
swung |
the lute aside, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 504 |
| From chain- |
swung |
censer teeming; |
Ode to Psyche, Line 33 |
| |
| SYCAMORE..........1 |
| Palm, myrtle, oak, and |
sycamore |
, and beech, |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 20 |
| |
| SYCAMORES.........1 |
| Where |
sycamores |
and elm trees tall, |
The Eve of St. Mark, Line 44 |
| |
| SYCOPHANTS........1 |
| As these prodigious |
sycophants |
disgust |
Otho the Great, Act II, SCENE I, Ludolph, Line 25 |
| |
| SYDNEY'S..........2 |
| 'Tis gallant |
Sydney's |
, Russell's, Vane's sad knell, |
Lines Written on 29 May, Line 5 |
| Musing on Milton's fate - on |
Sydney's |
bier- |
Oh! how I love, on a fair summer's eve, Line 10 |
| |
| SYLLABLE..........6 |
| No uttered |
syllable |
, or, woe betide! |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 203 |
| Misers of sound and |
syllable |
, no less |
If by dull rhymes our English must be chain'd, Line 10 |
| Vouchsafe a |
syllable |
, before he bids |
Otho the Great, Act I, SCENE II, Gersa, Line 96 |
| Wife! Why dost linger on that |
syllable |
, |
Otho the Great, Act III, SCENE II, Ludolph, Line 81 |
| No |
syllable |
of a fit majesty |
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream, CANTO I, Line 230 |
| To rhyme and |
syllable |
his miseries; |
The Jealousies, Line 124 |
| |
| SYLLABLES.........6 |
| Her charming |
syllables |
, till indistinct |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 444 |
| For venturing |
syllables |
that ill beseem |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 151 |
| Moan hither, all ye |
syllables |
of woe, |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 441 |
| The ponderous |
syllables |
, like sullen waves |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 305 |
| Throbb'd with the |
syllables |
.- "Mnemosyne! |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book III, Line 82 |
| In mournful |
syllables |
. Let but my words reach |
Otho the Great, Act IV, SCENE II, Page, Line 15 |
| |
| SYLLABLING........1 |
| Turn'd - |
syllabling |
thus, "Ah, Lycius bright, |
Lamia, Part I, Line 244 |
| |
| SYLPH.............2 |
| And in the last sun-beam the |
sylph |
lightly swims. |
O come, dearest Emma!, Line 8 |
| A blushing fair-eyed purity? A |
sylph |
, |
Otho the Great, Act V, SCENE II, Ludolph, Line 23 |
| |
| SYLPHS............1 |
| Responsive to |
sylphs |
, in the moon beamy air. |
To Some Ladies, Line 12 |
| |
| SYLVAN............3 |
| Atween the pillars of the |
sylvan |
roof, |
To George Felton Mathew, Line 48 |
| Through the dark pillars of those |
sylvan |
aisles. |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 968 |
| |
Sylvan |
historian, who canst thus express |
Ode on a Grecian Urn, Line 3 |
| |
| SYMBOL............5 |
| Be still a |
symbol |
of immensity; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 299 |
| Hast thou a |
symbol |
of her golden hair? |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 609 |
| Straight homeward to their |
symbol |
-essences; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 700 |
| To every |
symbol |
on his forehead high; |
Isabella; or, The Pot of Basil, Line 52 |
| Not there, nor in sign, |
symbol |
, or portent |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book II, Line 139 |
| |
| SYMBOLS...........3 |
| O'erwrought with |
symbols |
by the deepest groans |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 198 |
| Huge cloudy |
symbols |
of a high romance, |
When I have fears that I may cease to be, Line 6 |
| Distinct, and visible; |
symbols |
divine, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 316 |
| |
| SYMMETRY..........1 |
| The blaze, the splendor, and the |
symmetry |
, |
Hyperion: A Fragment, Book I, Line 241 |
| |
| SYMPATHETIC.......1 |
| And with a |
sympathetic |
touch unbinds |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 785 |
| |
| SYMPHONIES........1 |
| Delicious |
symphonies |
, like airy flowers, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 798 |
| |
| SYMPTOM...........1 |
| Is a good |
symptom |
, and most favourable; |
Otho the Great, Act V, SCENE IV, Physician, Line 58 |
| |
| SYNOD.............1 |
| In silent barren |
synod |
met |
O Some Skulls in Beauley Abbey, near Inverness, Line 1 |
| |
| SYREN.............6 |
| With |
syren |
words - Ah, have I really got |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 955 |
| To tinge, on |
syren |
shores, the salt sea-spry? |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 157 |
| Fair Melody! kind |
Syren |
! I've no choice; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 300 |
| Fair plumed |
syren |
, queen of far-away! |
On Sitting Down to Read King Lear Once Again, Line 2 |
| Won by the |
syren |
-trumpets, and the ring |
Otho the Great, Act III, SCENE I, Albert, Line 14 |
| Of indoor pageantry; while |
syren |
whispers, |
King Stephen Act I, SCENE IV, Chester, Line 53 |
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| SYRENS............2 |
| I'll swim to the |
syrens |
, and one moment listen |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 241 |
| The Nereids danc'd; the |
Syrens |
faintly sang; |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book III, Line 889 |
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| SYRIAN............1 |
| And here is manna pick'd from |
Syrian |
trees, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book II, Line 452 |
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| SYRINX............3 |
| Telling us how fair, trembling |
Syrinx |
fled |
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, Line 157 |
| Thou wast to lose fair |
Syrinx |
- do thou now, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book I, Line 243 |
| Pipes will I fashion of the |
syrinx |
flag, |
Endymion: A Poetic Romance, Book IV, Line 686 |
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| SYROPS............2 |
| And lucent |
syrops |
, tinct with cinnamon; |
The Eve of St. Agnes, Line 267 |
| Her hair in weird |
syrops |
, that would keep |
Lamia, Part I, Line 107 |
