This is a list of all the questions and their associated study carrel identifiers. One can learn a lot of the "aboutness" of a text simply by reading the questions.
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A54757 | Who but would prize so fair a Guest as Peace? |
A70611 | If they have any Assistance, it must be from beyond the Line: For what Christian will be a Second to such Insolents? |
A70611 | Quo teneam Vultum mutantem proce a Nodo? |
A70611 | Then pray what mean these Hogen States? |
A54763 | But whether rambles my Enthusiast Muse? |
A54763 | For why should gaudy Superstition claim The Keys of Paradice, And real Sanctity not have the same, Or Greater Privilege to Canonize? |
A54763 | She wore a Crown on Earth; Who can surmise That she should lose her Crown by going to Heav''n? |
A54763 | Yet Heaven is surely their design''d Abode: Could there no other way to Heaven be found, But through the Grave, and Darkness under Ground? |
A54762 | And in His Person shew, Could ye reach Heav''n, what you to God would do? |
A54762 | Could it e''er enter Humane Thought, To practise Mischief against such a Prince? |
A54762 | Did His Humility your Pride incense To murder Sacred Innocence? |
A54762 | Must God''s Anointed lose His Sacred Blood, To gratifie a Cursed Brood Of Joyners, Catchpoles, and a Priest of Baal? |
A54762 | Must the Faith''s True Defender bleed to Death, A Sacrifice to Cooper''s Wrath? |
A54762 | Or was His Patience at the Rye way- laid? |
A54762 | Was it His Prudence, most sublime, That Charg''d their curst Infernal Guns? |
A54762 | Was our sweet Soveraign''s Mercy such a Crime, To move your eager Gall? |
A54773 | And now what weak Excuse, what vain Pretence, Can Christian Poets bring in their Defence? |
A54773 | If We are led away by strong Desire, Must They add Fuel to the raging Fire? |
A54773 | Must They indulge the Ill, and sooth our Fate, Or else prevent it e''re it be too late? |
A54773 | Or are our Palates vitiated, and we Can relish nought but Vice in Poetry? |
A54773 | Shall Heathens teach by Nature''s Glow- worm Light, What they neglect when Faith directs their Sight? |
A54773 | What place so much debauch''d as is our Stage, Which next the Pulpit, should correct the Age? |
A54773 | must make his Thoughts sublime, For in a Sober Mood what Bard can Rhime? |
A59018 | And for our Neighbour Kirk of England, What is their Service, but an ill said Mass in English? |
A59018 | At which the King sate Silent; Out went Buckingham, Fretting and Fuming; asked, Who had been with the King in his Absence? |
A59018 | At which, Buckingham started, and said; Who, Sir, hath so abused You? |
A59018 | Wilt Thou kill Me? |
A54782 | For why? |
A54782 | He appeals to all Men, whether Liberty of Conscience be any better, than a License for Anarchy and Confusion? |
A54782 | Surely, Rhadamanthus''s own Chaplain could not have preached more severe Divinity? |
A54782 | What are now become of all his Politick Let but''s? |
A54782 | Who would have been at the trouble of all this Rhetorick, had he known what would have followed? |
A54782 | — Quaere, Why this Counsel was not taken, since the Counsel was given so long before the Declaration came forth? |
A35553 | But what was the recompence which they afforded to this milde and bountiful Prince? |
A35553 | Could there be any thing more horrible or more cruel? |
A35553 | Did you not promise to set me at liberty, so I would give you Gold? |
A35553 | Now when I taxed the Captain for his wickednesse, after he came to the Island of St. Iohn? |
A35553 | The King understanding that he was to dye, spake to them in these words; Why do you kill me? |
A35553 | Then quoth he, Countreymen do you know the Errand which brings them hither? |
A35553 | Why have you burnt our gods, when as they do bring and sell others among us? |
A35553 | Why have you told us so many untruths, promising so faithfully to us that the Spaniards should not come into our Countrey? |
A35553 | are the gods of other Countreys better then our own? |
A35553 | to be his keeper? |
A35553 | to bury him? |
A35553 | why do you give me this sick man? |
A54771 | But contrary to this Law, now, put but your Nose into any Company, What''s such a one? |
A54771 | But what''s become of the Popish Plot all this while? |
A54771 | But what''s the pretence all this while? |
A54771 | Now what is this, but to embroile common Friendship and humane Society? |
A54771 | Now what says that Backbiter in Ordinary to the Devil, Heraclits? |
A54771 | What''s such a one? |
A54771 | What''s such a one? |
A54771 | What''s such a one? |
A54771 | Whiggs he will have, and Whiggs he must have, and who can blame him? |
A54771 | or if he should, whether any would be so scrupulous, as to refuse it for the sake of the two Cross Scepters? |
A54771 | will ye ne''re ha done, Gentlemen? |
A42086 | But here in Paris, where there are more people than stones in the street, what shall a man do in my forlorn condition? |
A42086 | But why more beautiful than Laymen? |
A42086 | They ask''d him, whether he were come there to turn Musselman? |
A42086 | Those fellows demanded of him for whom he begg''d? |
A42086 | and wherefore he talk''d after that fashion? |
A42086 | what ma ●''st thou here? |
A37114 | 21 Why do you torment me at this rate? |
A37114 | And kissing the Handkerchief, he said, Dear Pledge of the fidelity of her I adore, will you be also of the Sincerity of her heart? |
A37114 | D''ye consent to what is just and reasonable? |
A37114 | Do you dwell by your self? |
A37114 | Have you need of Illustration? |
A37114 | How d''you do? |
A37114 | I Love, said he to him, but what avails my Love, since I may not speak to her I love? |
A37114 | Is it not to amase me, and to laugh at my torment, that you study to ensuare me and engage me further? |
A37114 | Is it possible, most Lovely Gulbeyaz, did Youssuff then cry out, that my Passion is pleasing to you? |
A37114 | Tell me where your House is? |
A37114 | Then addressing himself to the Selam, And you, Mute Mouth, do you assuremt of the Continuance of her budding Passion? |
A37114 | What reason can you have to authorize all you do against me? |
A37114 | What reason have you to laugh so? |
A37114 | Wherein have I fail''d? |
A37114 | Why are you so scornfull? |
A37114 | Will not all the Service I have done you in any wise avail? |
A37114 | Your Slaves, Your Servants, are not they to be suspected? |
A54761 | And what was all this for, but to prove that there was a Reason why the certain He was not to be believed? |
A54761 | But notwithstanding this severe Edict, you''ll say, Why may not we believe him if we please? |
A54761 | But now you''ll ask me, What Screws are most proper to fix this Antipendium? |
A54761 | Do you admire the most confounded Impertinence that was ever made publick to the World? |
A54761 | For, Do you admire Flash and Fury, as I well know you do? |
A54761 | How many serious Questions, which Manners, only Manners forbid before, may a Gentleman now ask his Mistress concerning her Antipendium? |
A54761 | Oh, my Beloved, you blaspheme our dear Conductor: Can he speak an Untruth? |
A54761 | Shall I open the Words more particularly? |
A54761 | Tell me, my Beloved, where this Man''s Charity lies, in Podice Canis, or in anxietate Asini? |
A54761 | There are some Persons( a thing too common now a days) who are very careless of their Antipendiums: And what becomes of''em then? |
A54761 | Well then, but what is this Point? |
A54761 | What are those? |
A54761 | What ill luck it was he wanted Intelligence to compleat the Fable? |
A54761 | What is the Reason? |
A54761 | What then? |
A54761 | Why then shall not we believe him? |
A54761 | Would you know how to Govern the State? |
A54761 | Would you understand how to Govern the Church? |
A54761 | — Why not? |
A54774 | ''t is prejudiciall To the weak Saints, Beloved''t is a sin, And thus to prove the same I will begin: Hunger, Beloved, why? |
A54774 | 3 Better eat any thing than not at all, Fasting, Beloved, why? |
A54774 | At which a Lard she cry''d full sad to see The foul mishap, yet suffer''d patiently: How do you then she cry''d? |
A54774 | But would you know what a preposterous zeal They sing their Hymnes withall? |
A54774 | But, 2 Brethren, be ye good as she was evil, Must ye needs go because she''s gone to the Devil? |
A54774 | Here may we look upon A childe of God in great affliction: Why what does he aile? |
A54774 | How many several sorts have ye receiv''d Of things call''d truths, upon your backs lay''d on Like saddles for themselves to ride upon? |
A54774 | In these goodly good nights much time was spent, And was it not a holy complement? |
A54774 | Is it not you that to all Christenings frisk it? |
A54774 | Make haste, I say, make haste and do not tarry,] Why? |
A54774 | Marry come up, cries t''other, pray forbear, Surely your Husband''s but a Scavenger, Cries t''other then, and what are you I pray? |
A54774 | Truly a small matter; one a dish of pottage, But pray what pottage? |
A54774 | Vain foolish people, how are ye deceiv''d? |
A54774 | Why Brethren in the Lord, what need you care For six pence? |
A54774 | Would he have been so content? |
A54774 | he wanteth meat, Now what( Beloved) was sent him for to eat? |
A54774 | why Beloved, have you ere been Where the black Dog of Newgate you have seen? |
A54783 | ''t is prejudiciall To the weak Saints; Beloved,''t is a sin, And thus to prove the same I here begin: Hunger, Beloved, why? |
A54783 | At which a Lard she cry''d, full sad to see The foul mishap, yet suffer''d patiently: How do you, then she cry''d? |
A54783 | Better eat any thing than not at all, Fasting, Beloved, why? |
A54783 | But what ayles my Neighbour here to look so grum? |
A54783 | But would you know what a preposterous zeal They sing their Hymnes withall? |
A54783 | But, Brethren, be ye good as she was evil, Must ye needs go because she''s gone to the Devil? |
A54783 | Cuds so, I had even almost now forgot To tell you th''chiefest thing of all; what''s that? |
A54783 | Do not the wicked Heathen speak and say, Gather your Flowers and Rose- buds while you may? |
A54783 | Here may we look upon A childe of God in great affliction: Why what does he aile? |
A54783 | How many several sorts have ye receiv''d Of things call''d truths, upon your backs laid on Like Saddles for themselves to ride upon? |
A54783 | In these goodly good nights much time was spent, And was it not a holy complement? |
A54783 | Is it not you that to all Christenings frisk it? |
A54783 | Make haste, I say, make haste and do not tarry,] Why? |
A54783 | Marry come up, cries t''other, pray forbear, Surely your Husband''s but a Scavenger; Cries t''other then, and what are you I pray? |
A54783 | Truly a small matter; only a dish of pottage, But pray what pottage? |
A54783 | Vain foolish people, how are ye deceiv''d? |
A54783 | Why Brethren in the Lord, what need you care For sixpence? |
A54783 | he wanteth meat, Now what( Beloved) was sent him for to eat? |
A54783 | why Beloved, have you ere been Where the black Dog of Newgate you have seen? |
A59027 | And who but the Popish Lord Clifford should be the Man that ventur''d to undertake the Business? |
A59027 | As to the Murtherers of Sir E. B. G. what could he have done less, except he would have exposed himself to the Clamour of the whole Nation? |
A59027 | For what was all this Bustle for? |
A59027 | What a crew of Devils in the shape of Men, a Regiment of Miscreants, in whom all the Transgressions of the Law, and Morality, were muster''d together? |
A59027 | What could more have been done by a Protestant Prince, to destroy his Protestant Subjects, and advance the Roman- Catholick Cause? |
A59027 | What was this but a Robbery committed upon the People under the Bond and Security of the Royal Faith? |
A59027 | Who but he, the Suborner and Instructer of Fitzharris, and the Gratifier of him too with his own Hand? |
A59027 | ],[ London? |
A54796 | And next he says, If this be so lewd a principle in one Religion, why is it not so in another? |
A54796 | Ay, why indeed, says he? |
A54796 | But how will you assure us that the people, after they have been once possest of such a glorious Power, will ever give it back again? |
A54796 | But if the people by the authority of our Scribler do, what will he have this King to be the mean time asleep? |
A54796 | But why should we stand in fear of Popery? |
A54796 | He has no fear at all; they will not hurt him for his Religion, then why should we fear? |
A54796 | How came the wind to be thus turn''d now? |
A54796 | Must the Authority of all Constables be denied in that case, because they came with a villanous cheat? |
A54796 | Why should we fear it should be made use of against us? |
A54796 | Yet( says he) does it follow, that because they thought so then, that they think so still? |
A54796 | and when his prerogative is thus ruined, is not this Prince more like a Pageant born upon mens shoulders, than a King? |
A54796 | how came this to pass? |
A54796 | or with all his Cardinal Virtues an Atheist? |
A54794 | And have not we reason to be bitte ● ly angry, stingily angry, sharply angry with those that would take away our Simnels? |
A54794 | And what a prudent Shepherd to his whole ● ● ock? |
A54794 | But what could be more quaint than this? |
A54794 | But what''s become of Rome, and the so much exclaim''d against Babylon? |
A54794 | Can any man imagine how the People sigh''d and cry''d, when the Parson made this Metaphysical Confession for them? |
A54794 | H ● st thou a Kepha ● algia, does thy Head ache? |
A54794 | Hast thou a Kakocroia, is thy Body turned black and sallow? |
A54794 | Hast thou a Paralysis, is the use of thy Limbs taken from thee? |
A54794 | Hast thou an Aphonia, is thy Speech taken from the? |
A54794 | Hast thou an Opthalmia, are thine Eyes infl ● m''d? |
A54794 | Hast thou an Osphyalgia, do thy Loyns chasten thee in the night season? |
A54794 | Now what a Champion for Truth can we expect from such a one as this? |
A54794 | Now, my beloved, me thinks I hear you asking me what these Simnels are? |
A54794 | Or will you please to walk in, and see some precious Stones, a Iasper, a Saphyr, or a Calced ● n; what d''ye buy? |
A54794 | Qua sunt Virtutes morales? |
A54794 | Suppose I were to preach against non Residence; I would scorn the common road ● ● Why? |
A54794 | The first man''s Text for my mony; what say you? |
A54794 | The light of such a Star of the first Magnitude in the Firmament of the Church of England? |
A54794 | Then one said unto him, behold, thy Mother ▪ and thy Brethren stand without; but he answered and said, who is my Mother, and who are my Brethren? |
A54794 | This was a Text taken out of Hosea; but what if it had been taken out of any other place? |
A54794 | Well, when they have him at the Universitie, what do they do with him there? |
A54794 | What a Raiser of Doctrines, what a Confounder of Heresie will he be? |
A54794 | What a Resolver of Cases of Conscience? |
A54794 | What an expounder of difficult Tex ● s? |
A54794 | What would you do? |
A54794 | What''s the reason we have not Juries and Common- council- men for our turn? |
A54794 | Where are all your Penal Statutes, your Fines, and Imprisonments? |
A54794 | Where went he to School; What Books he has learn''d? |
A54794 | Which of you by taking thought can add one Cubit to his Stature? |
A54794 | Which shall we follow then? |
A54794 | Who are they? |
A54794 | Will ye have a short& witty Discovery? |
A54794 | Will ye have any Balm of Gilead, any Eye salve, any Myrrh, Aloes, or Cassia? |
A54794 | You''ll say perhaps, What is this to the purpose? |
A54794 | how does that poor man labour to make an Ass of himself? |
A54794 | — Ridentem dicere Verum Quis Vetat? |
A62319 | ''T is very true, what do you say? |
A62319 | All in the Land of Lumbardy There dwelt, a Kyte? |
A62319 | And do n''t they sometimes visit Mattin? |
A62319 | And thus the State Of Gyants was dethron''d: for why? |
A62319 | Are not the heavens Ninepin- proof? |
A62319 | But O curse, Then evil luck what can be worse? |
A62319 | But hold, methinks I hear it sed, Could Gyant Mimas get in head And body too, when as the other Could not, with all his art and pother? |
A62319 | But one amongst the rest, more bold Then his companions, cry''d out, Hold; Observ''d you him did just now nod? |
A62319 | By this time both the Armies meet, And Typhon thus began to greet The Gods: Where''s he that does command This Host? |
A62319 | Can not we do the same, or can He that which ca n''t be done by man? |
A62319 | Couragious friends, what need we fear? |
A62319 | Do they not strut with Muff and Sword; Keep company with Knight and Lord? |
A62319 | For who is he, that as he pass, Would once imagine Cow at grass Should be a God? |
A62319 | God Mars, who boldly rusht on foes, Receiv''d a fillip on the nose;''T was given by an angry Gyant,( For why should I tell you a ly on''t?) |
A62319 | God Mercury was loth to venter At first, but by and by did enter, Just as he heard the Goddess say, What shall that Maiden do, I pray? |
A62319 | Have you not in a Chimney seen A sullen Faggot moist and green; How slowly it admits of heat, And does not onely weep, but sweat? |
A62319 | Iove call''d Silenus then, cry''d, Hark, Came he from Smithfield, or Hyde- park? |
A62319 | Iove seeing all were fled away, Got up, and ran as fast as they: And well he scap''d; for what says Pluck? |
A62319 | Nay, quoth the wife, if so you do, Why may not I go travel too? |
A62319 | One bauls, What Gallants trow are these? |
A62319 | Out did he get mroe fast then in:''T is true, he left behinde his chin; What then? |
A62319 | Pish, quoth the touchhole; bounce, the gun: On th''earth both father and the son Lie sprawling: Iove holds up his head At last: How dost, my boy? |
A62319 | Quoth angry Iupiter, Buffoon, Leave fooling, or repent it soon: Is this a time to carp and jest, When Mortals dare the Gods molest? |
A62319 | Quoth fellow, May I crave your name? |
A62319 | Quoth he; may we rise safely yet? |
A62319 | What if he doth somtimes with Thunder Rend Steeples, Tow''rs,& Rocks asunder? |
A62319 | What if the Titans they did rout? |
A62319 | What mad- man do you think will take her Now you have plow''d upon her Acre? |
A62319 | What, hast thou quite forgot thy Dad? |
A62319 | Where are you all? |
A62319 | Who spurns against a Deity, Can less expect? |
A62319 | With that, he stretches out once more His arm and Lintstock as before: How am I now, quoth Iove? |
A62319 | art dead? |
A62319 | for why? |
A54759 | A very pretty chimera? |
A54759 | And pray, where will our Protestant Laws be? |
A54759 | And then how easily might the Papal policy have made a Popish Murder a Fanatick Stab? |
A54759 | And what''s all this, but to tell us, because a Bugbear frighted us once, therefore a real Fiend must not fright us now? |
A54759 | Besides, have we no Records but Coleman''s? |
A54759 | But by what Title? |
A54759 | How might our great, our adorable Machine have succeeded, had not this unlucky Marr- al ruind it? |
A54759 | If the Plot were onely a Bugbear, how comes it that the Wisdom of the Nation in four Parliaments together, has not discover''d the Cheat? |
A54759 | If the Popish Priests are such Incendiaries( says he) and our most potent Enemies, have we not Laws against them? |
A54759 | If then( as he says) the Patriarchall power was Kingly, how comes it to pass that Esau forfeited his Royal Inheritance? |
A54759 | Is my Son, my Friend, my Darling, my Delight, the man I have rais''d, loved, honour''d, cherisht and defended, is Brutus a Traytor? |
A54759 | Secondly, I would ask him how it came about that the first of these four Parliaments grew so vehement against the Plot? |
A54759 | What if a Christian Prince keeps his Articles with Turks or Infidels, nay Villains and Robbers, the Pyrates of Argiers or Sally? |
A54759 | and then why are we in such fear? |
A54759 | and what even Ballances is Justice like to have under the full- grown Scepter of a Popish Successour, if his influence is so potent in his Minority? |
A54759 | been a thousand times affirm''d a Plot of Cecils? |
A54759 | or has he any Laws to put in execution against the Papists? |
A54759 | were honourable, why an Intrigue betwixt the Heir of a Protestant Kingdom, and the profest and greatest Enemy of our Religion and Liberties? |
A54765 | AEneas in a plaguy fear, Sneaks out his head and cries who''s there? |
A54765 | AEneas quitting the sea- shore Betakes him to a feild; wherefore? |
A54765 | AEneas soon as one could wake him, Spies formal fool, and thus bespake him; Epirides where''s my Cock- Robin? |
A54765 | Acestes through the Rabble flung, As if a wasp his tayl had stung; Cud boars, quo he, shall such a thief With pain so little get our beef? |
A54765 | Always be swimming on the Seas, Like VVidgeons or like Soland Geese? |
A54765 | At which one mad, what ayles that fellow? |
A54765 | Bawling so loud, tell he was hoarse, Who of ye all now by main force, In hopes to eat a gallant supper With fist can Cow set on her Crupper? |
A54765 | Better employment to your mind, Where can your mighty Lordships find, Then to bestir your Lordly leggs In running after Mumblede pegs? |
A54765 | Bow having now the night- Mare slain; And rung his wits all in again, He springs upon his tayl anon; Quo he, what Father gon so soon? |
A54765 | Burn then those fly- boats, why d''ye tarry? |
A54765 | Chickens by Iove, you handle Cestus? |
A54765 | Companions only now for Seamen, How long with grief must ye contend, Oh where shall be your sorrows end? |
A54765 | Crossing himself, then said AEneas, Per omnes meretrices meas, What hideous Tartar with a vengeance Invented first these fatal Engins? |
A54765 | Diores next sprung from the Race Of Royal Priam, shews his face, With Helymus and Panopes Hoy day, — and who I pray are these? |
A54765 | Enough quo he, enough I say; How long must I hear Asses bray? |
A54765 | Eryx thy Master at this game? |
A54765 | Follow your Fools advice that please, I''le sleep no sleeps by Gods good grace: Who sent you here with this blind story? |
A54765 | For he was Dominus fac totum How orderly this bird was killd? |
A54765 | For him we have endur''d these wrongs; But here''s anow, le ts have a care: Why ca n''t we tarry where we are? |
A54765 | For now confess and speak as true man, Do you beleive his hand was human? |
A54765 | For who to Cow hath right more full Than I that am so like a bull? |
A54765 | Had ye not better that the Dolopps Had long since cut ye into Collops? |
A54765 | Hast thou forgot the prancks and the tricks Which thou were wo nt to play with Eryx? |
A54765 | Have you er''e seen on Wilton Plain, Of gallant Coursers three or twain; How nimbly forward each one pricks, While their thin sides the Rider licks? |
A54765 | He ●-Captain Festus( For so he call''d AEneas jeering,) Must I stay here all day Pickeering? |
A54765 | His gaudy coat and feather''d hat Made all the people cry, who''s that? |
A54765 | How is your heart so cruel grown? |
A54765 | How long shall women bred so squeamish? |
A54765 | How many spoiles of Butchers bones Of Weavers Arms, and Dyers stones Hang in thy Chimney up like bacon? |
A54765 | How should I answer to be found, I fast a sleep, Ships fast a ground? |
A54765 | I tell you this, as I am modest Upon the word of a true Goddess, Dear Madam, why such words as these? |
A54765 | Like Phorbas clad, quo he, dear Friend What harm dost thou thy self intend By watching thus? |
A54765 | Ly nose in ars midst Hogo''s flemmish? |
A54765 | Not stay and take a dram o th bottle, After the pains of so much twattle? |
A54765 | Of thy renown the certain token? |
A54765 | Or Symois, fam''d for Morehens plenty? |
A54765 | Or Xanthus nere of Gudgeons emptie? |
A54765 | Our Country Gods I pity too, Han''t they a fine time? |
A54765 | Quo one, thrown off as he was rowing, l''th Devils name where am I going? |
A54765 | Return again my dear Dadda, And hear how well I yet can say, Pray Father pray to God bless me: That silly fear should so oppress me? |
A54765 | Row Devils, d''ont ye proverbs know? |
A54765 | So short a visit, and be gon? |
A54765 | Such pocky Pilots who can want''m? |
A54765 | Than I my self was told before? |
A54765 | The Trojans eke and mixt Sicilians That came to see were many millions, Or thousands, for what should I ly for? |
A54765 | This night my candle burning blew, Cassandras Ghost my Currains drew, Quo she, why wander ye like Tartars? |
A54765 | Till some fond Caponet shall come, To be made Gelly by my thumb? |
A54765 | Was ever Treason black as this? |
A54765 | What Goale broke loose to vex my brains, With setter''d Arms and Feet in Chains? |
A54765 | What ailes this Country? |
A54765 | What ayles, quo he, that Bull to bellow? |
A54765 | What nere a Knight that has a mind, To loose his eyes, and to be blind? |
A54765 | What will ye always live like Barnacles? |
A54765 | What witchcraft thus possest ye all, To burn our ships both great and small? |
A54765 | When all our honours ly at stake? |
A54765 | Where is the City that he promis''d? |
A54765 | Where''s Menetus? |
A54765 | Who would the Devil himself not blame, Not having seen, to credit fame? |
A54765 | Why so much raving, so much tearing? |
A54765 | Will he a while leave placket- bobbing, And for a Steed leave riding wenches? |
A54765 | can we hope for so much joy, Ere to revisit your old Troy? |
A54765 | gon to Peg Trantum? |
A54765 | shall daring Dares quell us? |
A54765 | what think you? |
A55123 | All this while, good Belfagor what is a Tory? |
A55123 | And if my Subjects should once get the trick on''t, what a new generation of Devils should we have? |
A55123 | And is that all he makes this bustle for? |
A55123 | And where is it? |
A55123 | Arbitrary? |
A55123 | As for example, if any person denies to drink the D. de P. Health, presently another cries Damme, w ● at not drink the health? |
A55123 | As for the Latin Princes, have we not the Assistance of our Holy Father the Pope, when my Master pleases to require it? |
A55123 | As for the three first, I understand''em well enough; but what can you get by the last? |
A55123 | Ay, but all this while these are only Tools; who are the Artists that manage and handle these Tools? |
A55123 | Aye sure, a man would think so; but how long shall such a Pension be made to continue payable? |
A55123 | But are they all so sullen and morose? |
A55123 | But how do you think we shall be able to bring this matter to pass, so as to have a Senate for our purpose? |
A55123 | But how if I can get in by Conquest? |
A55123 | But if your Master do all this, what occasion is there for such an interest to be made here, as you seem to desire? |
A55123 | But what sort of employment must mine be, and what my Pension? |
A55123 | Cash, what Money? |
A55123 | Do so, but what''s the next? |
A55123 | Draw his Sword, why must there be fighting again? |
A55123 | En bien, was that all your crime? |
A55123 | Five Guineys, Belfagor? |
A55123 | How comes all this to pass? |
A55123 | How know you that? |
A55123 | How so? |
A55123 | How then? |
A55123 | How, what that way too? |
A55123 | How, will you engage for the continuance of a War? |
A55123 | How? |
A55123 | How? |
A55123 | Is it so? |
A55123 | No longer, no: Why do you think, Monsie ● r le Governour, that my Master intends to keep''em in pay as long as they live? |
A55123 | No longer? |
A55123 | No, pardon me for that, Sir, pray where are the brave and Heroe- like Feats of War? |
A55123 | Pray where''s their Honour? |
A55123 | Prithee what''s that? |
A55123 | Say ye so? |
A55123 | Sir, did you ever hear of Forty One? |
A55123 | So it seems, Monsieur: But did not you talk of Arbitrary, and Absolute, just now? |
A55123 | The Goosequillers, prithee what are those? |
A55123 | This is the Scheme of my Masters Affairs all over the world, and will you not hear it? |
A55123 | Well then, what is it you would expect from a Senate here, if it were possible to get one for your Masters purpose? |
A55123 | Well, but how Belfagor did you find these Characters to agree with the persons? |
A55123 | Well, but is there no appearance of Reconciliation? |
A55123 | Well, but what pranks had these fellows been playing in Plotters Island? |
A55123 | Well, here''s enough concerning the Son; but what''s now become of the Father? |
A55123 | Well, what hurt in that? |
A55123 | Well, what''s the next? |
A55123 | What sort of Weapons do they use? |
A55123 | What then? |
A55123 | What will they get by that? |
A55123 | What words? |
A55123 | What would his invading of England be worth then? |
A55123 | Where? |
A55123 | Wherefore then so much noise with Forty One? |
A55123 | Who art thou, quoth Monsieur Fran ● ois? |
A55123 | Why I hope you do n''t intend all this during the Kings Life? |
A55123 | Why now you''re come to the point: But how are those Pensions to be paid? |
A55123 | Why, hath your Master such an interest in the Turk? |
A55123 | Why, man, what''s the matter, are all things turn''d topsie turvie? |
A55123 | Yes I did, and what then? |
A55123 | Yes, yes, an entire League: Did you never hear of that? |
A55123 | and are not the Latins most grievously vexed with the Plague? |
A55123 | and does their Religion teach''em that? |
A55123 | and is it not known to all the World, how various and different their interests are, like the Princes Palatine? |
A55123 | and ● s not Casal our own? |
A55123 | have you a Fund here? |
A55123 | how can that be? |
A55123 | is there no mirth among''em? |
A55123 | pray who p ● ts him upon it then? |
A55123 | sore against his Conscience? |
A55123 | that''s still worse, why does he know it to be so, and yet persist? |
A55123 | what are these Tantivie- men, these Observators, and these Heraclitus? |
A55123 | what have I to do with all this? |
A55123 | what is a Whigg? |
A55123 | who commands them? |
A55123 | why is this the design? |
A55123 | why, are Maidenheads so flush i''th at place, that the price is fallen so low? |
A54793 | And he was truly angry, you say? |
A54793 | And therefore he makes this Confession; to what end? |
A54793 | And what then? |
A54793 | As how? |
A54793 | As how? |
A54793 | As how? |
A54793 | As how? |
A54793 | Begat, and Begat? |
A54793 | But how does this justifie the Ruining of Zedechia? |
A54793 | But how will you help it? |
A54793 | But what need of all this? |
A54793 | Could an Angel have said more? |
A54793 | Could ye blame her for Plotting( though she absolutely deny''d it) against a Person that kept her from the Enjoyment of her Kingdom? |
A54793 | Did not Jehu and Jehoiadah cause Jezebel and Athaliah to be put to death? |
A54793 | Do they walk in the Clouds? |
A54793 | Do you believe this to be a Hyperbole, or no? |
A54793 | Do you know Sir, what the Lady is, or what her Vertues are? |
A54793 | Does he? |
A54793 | Does not the Observator and Heraclitus tell yee so? |
A54793 | Govern your Passion, Sir, d''ye understand Heraldry? |
A54793 | Ha''ye done now? |
A54793 | Had he so? |
A54793 | Harp no more upon that string? |
A54793 | Has your Observator been all this while observing, and observed none of''em yet? |
A54793 | How Friend Priestlove? |
A54793 | How could this be? |
A54793 | How should we see the Gentlemens Parts, if they hid their Lights under a Bushel; that is to say, if they did not Print their Sermons? |
A54793 | How strangely the Case is alter''d? |
A54793 | I must confess, I would not have a man in an Assize Sermon tell the Judges a Story of the good Samaritan? |
A54793 | I would fain know how far the League between Hannibal, and the King of Macedon will affect them? |
A54793 | In like- manner, what have they to do with Associatians and Addresses, as they are the Disputes of State? |
A54793 | Interest, you know, Sir, has Govern''d the World, how long d''ye think? |
A54793 | No? |
A54793 | Not so hasty — For will you prefer a Brace of Quacks to a whole Colledge of able Physitians? |
A54793 | Now for down- right Barbarisme, Lord, when wilt thou amend this gear? |
A54793 | Now why must Grand- Juries, and Petty- Juries be put to the trouble to vex and torment such men as these, and deter them from their good intentions? |
A54793 | Or what would you have him do with those Souls that have commited themselves to his charge, and are so well satisfi''d of his conduct to Heaven? |
A54793 | Priestl What should the People follow them for, like a Company of Phanaticks, as they are? |
A54793 | Then he''s high enough; what need he Play the Fool, for Church- Preferment? |
A54793 | Very honestly spoken, what think you? |
A54793 | Well — have ye done now? |
A54793 | Well — what think you of it now? |
A54793 | Well, but how did he do it? |
A54793 | Well, but where are the Culverin, and the Demiculverin? |
A54793 | Well, but where are these Presbyterian Plotters? |
A54793 | Well, — but what say you to the Sermon it self? |
A54793 | What They d''ye mean? |
A54793 | What a happy thing''t is, to hear an A- la- mode Sermon? |
A54793 | What care some Men for that? |
A54793 | What d''ye mean by Serving the King Substantially, and to the purpose? |
A54793 | What d''ye talk? |
A54793 | What if they should tell you that the Moon were made of Green- Cheese, would you believe''em? |
A54793 | What is such a one? |
A54793 | What is such a one? |
A54793 | What of all this? |
A54793 | What then? |
A54793 | What then? |
A54793 | What''s here but a Zealous Complement? |
A54793 | What''s that to you, if the Gentleman had a peculiar Kindness for Valerius Maximus? |
A54793 | What''s that? |
A54793 | What? |
A54793 | Where have you pick''d up that? |
A54793 | Where was his Christian Charity? |
A54793 | Which way? |
A54793 | Who are the Fanaticks? |
A54793 | Who shall be Judge of that? |
A54793 | Why do they not pay them? |
A54793 | Why dost thou stay and pause? |
A54793 | Why now then let me ask thee, What is the Meaning of all this Clutter and Hurly- burly? |
A54793 | Why should you be angry at this? |
A54793 | Why then I''le propose a way — What think ye of a National Council? |
A54793 | Why, what Exceptions do you make against their Quotations? |
A54793 | Why, what if it did produce him Twenty broad Pieces, or so? |
A54793 | Will ye blame him for his gratitude? |
A54793 | Will you hear his own words? |
A54793 | Would it not be fine sport, to hear the Pulpits ring with the Habeas Corpus Act, or the Statute of Jeofails? |
A54793 | You will not let him read the Liturgy of England in a Church, where would you have him read it? |
A54793 | Your Crape- Gown men, d''ye mean? |
A54793 | and do not the streets ring of their Plots? |
A54793 | are they Men or Mice? |
A54793 | because Tertullian disallows it? |
A54793 | or have they got every one a Gyges''s Ring in their Pockets? |
A54793 | or how far it will operate upon a gaping Country Fellow, to bid him not Swear in vain? |
A54793 | upon the top of the Monument? |
A54793 | were there none of them neither? |
A54793 | what then? |
A54793 | what to Forty One? |
A54793 | — But what sort of things are these Phanaticks? |
A54793 | — Licet, ut volo, vivere; non sim Liberior Bruto? |
A54793 | — Was it not well now the Parliament was not at Thetford? |
A54793 | — Well make your best on''t — for I am now proceeding to other matter — Can you Preach before the Artillery Company? |
A54793 | — Well, but would you now Preach acutely among the Lawyers? |
A54793 | — What then? |
A54760 | And does the Vindicator believe there were neither Papists, Monks nor Jesuits of that Facalty? |
A54760 | And if they be true why not all the rest? |
A54760 | And now what think you, Sir? |
A54760 | And of the Reverend Fathers themselves, saith he, Quid illi sibi de Monacho praeter nomen& habitum vendicant? |
A54760 | And then what becomes of his confident Assertion, that he had advanced nothing but what was material and true? |
A54760 | And what does this signifie? |
A54760 | And what is all this clamor for? |
A54760 | And what of all this? |
A54760 | And what was the Reason? |
A54760 | And whether they were not as like to proffer a thousand Pounds for the discovery of his Majesties Escape after Worcester Fight? |
A54760 | And who wrote this Pamphlet? |
A54760 | And why? |
A54760 | As for that same Dr. Linch that pretends to be Arch- bishop of Tuam in Ireland, What does he at Madrid? |
A54760 | B. C. and I know not what flim- flams for that? |
A54760 | But how does he come to know all this? |
A54760 | But suppose these passages had been both false, where is the intent of deceiving, that made them Lyes? |
A54760 | But what if he took upon him a little more then he needed? |
A54760 | But what is this for? |
A54760 | But what is this to the purpose? |
A54760 | But what need of this advertisement? |
A54760 | But what needs all this Amazement? |
A54760 | But what said the Curtesan Thais of that same Swash- Buckler Thraso in Terences Eunuchi? |
A54760 | But what says the Wiseman? |
A54760 | But what''s his Reason? |
A54760 | But what''s the meaning of this impertinet Insinuation? |
A54760 | For why? |
A54760 | He begins, Mr. Oats — Well — here Friend — what''s your business? |
A54760 | He denies that Morgan, Wright and Ireland were imployed to preach as Presbyterians to the disaffected Scots,& c. How does he know all this? |
A54760 | He left his Fathers Education, and came to you to St. Omers for Breeding; why did not you teach him better? |
A54760 | His Reason? |
A54760 | How does he prove it? |
A54760 | How does he prove it? |
A54760 | How is it likely, that Chastel should so positively affirm, that such approv''d Doctors should write and teach the same? |
A54760 | How is this prov''d? |
A54760 | How then came the Act of the Parliament of Paris to call''em Seducers and Corrupters of Youth? |
A54760 | How then came the Deponent to know of the Information given of the Kings going to Windsor? |
A54760 | However, suppose they were Scotch Jesuites that met at Edenborough( for the Article says nothing of English Jesuites) what''s to be said then? |
A54760 | I appeal to both the Universities, whether this be not acutely argued? |
A54760 | If he claim under any other Authority, he is a Rebel; and then, what have we to do with him or his Attestation either? |
A54760 | In the Name of St. Dominic, what did you mean to meddle with that word Chiefly for? |
A54760 | In the mean time, what say you to the Encroachments of the Papists? |
A54760 | Now I would fain know of our Suttle Vindicator, what way the Deponent shall take to follow his advice? |
A54760 | Now what''s his proof that all this was not so? |
A54760 | Now what''s the Consequence? |
A54760 | Now, what''s the use of these two Biblio- Plautinian Hyperboles? |
A54760 | O quantum nobis profuit haec fabula de Christo? |
A54760 | Particularly, how unlikely a thing it is, that they who would have murthered King Iames in his Cradle, should prove Loyal to his Father? |
A54760 | Pray, Mr. Vindicator, where were your Brains? |
A54760 | So then, the Question is not so much, Whether Mr. Ienison spoke the words, but whither he spoke them of the Presbyterians or the Papists? |
A54760 | So you murder''d Henry the third, and Henry the fourth, for the Health of the Kingdom? |
A54760 | Suppose a man be bred a Turk or a Iew, what is that to the purpose how he was educated in his Youth? |
A54760 | The Presbyterians; Who did that? |
A54760 | There''s nobody says to the contrary; If Twelve Scholars have Twelve Patents, what need of more than one Name in a Patent? |
A54760 | To pass by his polite Metaphor, which shews him to be either a great Dunce, or a meer Novitiate, I would fain know cui bono? |
A54760 | To what purpose so much Praying for persons, that had secur''d their persons and their papers? |
A54760 | To which he Replies, it is false, that ever Sir G. W. undertook the business; for why? |
A54760 | Upon what ground? |
A54760 | Upon what ground? |
A54760 | Well Gaffer Fabulous, what would you infer from all this? |
A54760 | What a Perjur''d Knave was St. Dominie, to dispatch as many Penances in six days, as serv''d for a hundred years? |
A54760 | What a delusion would he here put upon the People? |
A54760 | What have they to do to be so strictly Inquisitive after the Motes in other mens eyes, that have such massy Beams in their own? |
A54760 | What says the Vindicator to all this? |
A54760 | What says the Vindicator to all this? |
A54760 | What should move the Deponent to do a thing already done to his hands? |
A54760 | What would it have signified? |
A54760 | What''s that to the Deponent? |
A54760 | What''s that to you, or what is it to the purpose? |
A54760 | Which way now shall the Deponent proceed to take his advice, and smother those crimes which he has so impertinently attempted to vindicate? |
A54760 | Who committed that bloody Butchery in Paris? |
A54760 | Who did the t''other thing? |
A54760 | Who did this? |
A54760 | Who does this Vindicator write to? |
A54760 | Who massacred the poor harmless Piedmontors? |
A54760 | Who massacred the poor innocent Albigenses? |
A54760 | Who said there is? |
A54760 | Who says there''s no Wit stiring at St. Omers? |
A54760 | Who were the Actors of that impious Tragedy in Ireland? |
A54760 | Who were the Contrivers of this last horrid Plot? |
A54760 | Who would think that that same Pythagoras of a Iesuite, should run the Risco of being his Tutor and Instructer to prepare him for the fact? |
A54760 | Why? |
A54760 | You answer, What will the Encroachments of the Presbyterians prove? |
A54760 | are not these pretty Fables to trouble the world with? |
A54760 | are ye come to your Appeals? |
A54760 | certainly not to the Protestants; and then what does his Vindication signifie? |
A54760 | that they should fight out of Loyalty for the preservation of his Majesties Crown, and the Protestant Cause? |
A54760 | what doth the Vindicator say to this? |
A54760 | who can swallow such Mountains of Incredibility? |
A66741 | ''t is a lye, I''le not believe it, no not I; If Love be blind how can he then Discerne to hit the hearts of men? |
A66741 | 3, Love blind? |
A66741 | A little pausing then said he, How can this Jewel stay from thee? |
A66741 | ARt thou the Phoenix? |
A66741 | Alack then for pity, must I bear the curse, That onely belong to the cunning Cut- purse? |
A66741 | Alas how can a kiss be sent, From Rocky Cornwall into Kent? |
A66741 | Alas,& c. Ships, ships, ships, I discover Crossing the maine; Shall I in, and over, Turn Jew or Atheist, Turk or Papist, To Geneva or Amsterdam? |
A66741 | And constant Robin, though he lie At his advantage, what care I? |
A66741 | And ever she singeth as I can guess, Will you buy any sand, any sand, mistress? |
A66741 | And every man will spend his peny, What makes such a shot amongst a great many? |
A66741 | Arise, arise, why should you sleep, Since you have slept enough? |
A66741 | Bad woman, did not I Deserve as much as quiet misery? |
A66741 | Bishopricks are voiding, Scotland shall I thither? |
A66741 | Bold saucy Leads, that( as proud Coblers do) Durst pass their bounds& touch above the shoe; But why do I the Leads ambition blame? |
A66741 | But ere that street they quite have past, He softly askes, what Money hast? |
A66741 | But in attaining this desired place, How much they erre that set out at the face? |
A66741 | But was my Gown cut in this uncouth guise? |
A66741 | But when my heat was or''e, I speak thus to her Why did''st thou play the wag? |
A66741 | Can men more injure women than to say, They love for that, by which they are not they Makes vertue woman? |
A66741 | Canst thou find out no other way Similitude to make? |
A66741 | Canst thou not know that for thy sake, The Fair lasts all the year? |
A66741 | Come my new Courtiers, what d''ye lack Good Consciences? |
A66741 | DO I want torture then, that I Loves awful power must thus defie? |
A66741 | Dost thou piss love? |
A66741 | Dull clown, quoth she, why dost delay Such proffered bless to take? |
A66741 | FOnd love what dost thou mean, To court an idle folly? |
A66741 | For alwayes he doubts the rocks are near, how can he be merry and make good chear? |
A66741 | Gallants all of British bloud, VVhy do not ye saile on th''Ocean flood? |
A66741 | Go haste, why Sir? |
A66741 | HA''you any work for a Tinker mistris? |
A66741 | HOw is''t nine taylors make a man up, when One taylor is enough to mar nine men? |
A66741 | Have women such a way as they can give To men denial, and with love to live? |
A66741 | He meets int h''street with freind call''d Will, And cries, you Rogue, what living still? |
A66741 | He moileth and toileth all the long year, How can he be merry and make good chear? |
A66741 | How mad is that damn''d money- monger? |
A66741 | I Courted a Lasse, my folly was the cause of her disdaining; I courted her thus, what shall I sweet Dolly, doe for thy dear loves obteining? |
A66741 | I Pray thee Drunkard get thee gone, Thy Mistresse Sack doth smell too strong: Think you I intend to we d, A sloven to be- piss my bed? |
A66741 | It hath been upbraided to men of my Trade, That oft- times we are the cause of this crime, Alack and for pity, why should it be said? |
A66741 | It is a Bile, what Epithete shall I Finde for to call so dull a creature by? |
A66741 | LOve blind? |
A66741 | Mad wag, quoth she, why dost thou make Such hast thy self to reare? |
A66741 | Nay fie, you hurt me, let me go, If you so roughly use me, What can I say, or think of you? |
A66741 | Now say my rimes are dull, and you''l say true; And are not you as dull to read them too? |
A66741 | Now whi ● her shall I wander? |
A66741 | One single Crown which he doth keep, When day is done to pray for sleep: For he on Journey nought doth eate, Host spies him come, cries Sir what meat? |
A66741 | Or else do you resolve from hence, To non- plus my obedience? |
A66741 | Or follow Windebank, or Finch to see if either Do want a Priest to shrieve them? |
A66741 | Or how can Sussex stretch an arme, To keep a Northern servant warme? |
A66741 | Or in old stories do you find, That Love is deaf as well as blind? |
A66741 | Or was''t because our company Did not frequent the Cell As we were wo nt, to drown these cares, Thou fox''d thy self and fell? |
A66741 | Or was''t some higher cause? |
A66741 | Or whi ● her shall I flye? |
A66741 | Quoth freind a Crown:''S''heart Thou beast no more? |
A66741 | Quoth he, ca n''t noble numbers choose, But walk on foot that have no shooes? |
A66741 | SAw you the States- mony new come from the Mint? |
A66741 | SAy, but did you love so long? |
A66741 | SUre''t was a dream, how long fond man have I Been fool''d into captivity? |
A66741 | Shall I proclaim thee block- head? |
A66741 | She every day her man doth kill, And I as often die; Neither her power, nor my will VVhere lies the mystery? |
A66741 | Stuffs, said I? |
A66741 | The Females only Scape? |
A66741 | The Iron- Age, quoth he that used to sing? |
A66741 | The Mayor of our town with his ruffe on, VVhat a pox is he better then we? |
A66741 | Then apace, apace drink,& c. Why should we stay here then and perish with thirst? |
A66741 | Then pray be not so fond, Think you that women can Rest satisfied with complement, The frothy part of man? |
A66741 | This to my minde the Black- Smith''s Song doth bring The Black- Smiths, quoth Ulysses? |
A66741 | Those glances I ador''d before, How do I now despise? |
A66741 | Thou look''st to have bin praised all this while, Shall I commend thee then? |
A66741 | Thus have you heard my Mistriss prais''d, And yet no flattery us''d, Pray tell me, is she not of worth? |
A66741 | Thy Beauty and thy Love defend, I should ungently move thee''T is blisses sweet that I intend, It is not I that love thee? |
A66741 | Unhappy miter, I would know The cause of thy sad hap; VVas it for making leggs too low To Pembrokes Cardinals cap? |
A66741 | Upon record; how desperate wer''t thou bent T''invite me to a wedding Complement? |
A66741 | VVell met fair boy, what sport abroad? |
A66741 | VVere ever dogs so basely crost? |
A66741 | VVhat love of honour in your brests did turn Those sparks of fury into flames to burn? |
A66741 | VVho shall be our King, that is now the thing For which we all are met? |
A66741 | VVhy man? |
A66741 | VVhy should we droop or basely stoop, To popular ale or beer? |
A66741 | WHat heat of Learning kindled your desire You cursed sons to set your house on fire? |
A66741 | WHat is''t that fans my fancies thus? |
A66741 | WHy faire vow- breaker, hath thy sinne thought fit, I be the curst example of thy wit, As well as scorn? |
A66741 | WHy should we not laugh and be jolly, Since all the World is mad? |
A66741 | Was I thy friend or kinsman? |
A66741 | What Arabella can one night Of wanton dalliance try you? |
A66741 | What is''t I would not doe To purchase one sweet smile? |
A66741 | What though my love as white as a Dove is? |
A66741 | What was familiar with thee saving thought? |
A66741 | Who liveth so merrily in all this land, As doth the poor widow that sells her sand? |
A66741 | Who liveth so merry and maketh such sport As those that be of the poorer sort? |
A66741 | Who would desire a pleasanter thing, Than all the day long to do nothing but sing? |
A66741 | Who would not fear to see that fall? |
A66741 | Who would not wish there to see all? |
A66741 | Why then abhor''d in reason tell me why, Successelesse Lovers do so quickly die? |
A66741 | art thou all steel, Let me feel, From the head unto the heel? |
A66741 | had I ought? |
A66741 | how can his darts surprize Our hearts then, piercing through our eyes? |
A66741 | how love I that? |
A66741 | is there such a Song? |
A66741 | must I cool my bloud Till I both find and see one wise and good? |
A66741 | were the hot gods Phoebus and Vulcan cold friends now at ods? |
A66741 | what name so bad by which to call Her servants negligence that let her fall? |
A66741 | whether wilt thou go? |
A66741 | who saies so? |
A54795 | A Riddle a Riddle me neighbor Iohn ▪ Whore ich c have late a been a? |
A54795 | Ah Colin, quoth she, why will you come at her, Who by the false Swain hath oft been mislead? |
A54795 | And drink a health to this divine mnd bounteour Palace of our VVine, Die he of thirst that doth repine? |
A54795 | And when he came to th''Ladies gates He knocked most hastily ● Then who is there, the Porter sayes, That knocks thus ruggedly? |
A54795 | Bell''s wife is good metal, Besides, she''s very dapper: And when the peal is rung, she cries, O Bell, how fares your clapper? |
A54795 | But Fortune, how wilt thou recompence The French- mens daily insolence? |
A54795 | But alas, good wife what shall we do now? |
A54795 | But should we think Wat was more wise, Then Iowlers nose, or Ioundells cries, Or Ladies lips, since Wat alone, Must needs by many be or''ethrown? |
A54795 | But where shall I finde words enough To rake the kennel of her mouth? |
A54795 | But yet he''l be damn''d Ere he''l do a good act or a wise one: What reason hath he To be ruler ore me, Who is Lord ore his Chest? |
A54795 | But you that have a cloak to hide What want makes them shew, why d''ye chide? |
A54795 | By eating unto surfeit this once past, VVhat relishes? |
A54795 | COme noble Nymphs, and do not hide The joyes for which you so provide, If not, to mingle with us men; What do you here? |
A54795 | COme, come, come, do you mask, do you mum By my holy doom? |
A54795 | Come let''s to bed, why look you so? |
A54795 | Come then undresse; why blush you? |
A54795 | DId I once say that thou wert faire, And that thy breath perfum''d the aire? |
A54795 | Did I all other objects fly ● To live i ● th''sun- shine of thine eye? |
A54795 | Did I commit Idolatry, And court thee as a Deity? |
A54795 | Did I once beg a wanton kisse, And thought there was no other blisse? |
A54795 | Feel but the weight on''t in your hand; Who now with this can fight? |
A54795 | Fellow Gods, are you faln at odds? |
A54795 | For a little care of the worlds affair, Will you fret& swear? |
A54795 | For why? |
A54795 | From thy waste thy girdle throw: Night and darkness both dwell here: Words or actions who can know, Where there''s neither eye nor ear? |
A54795 | Hath not the holy Hymineall Twine Power to contract our Natures? |
A54795 | Here Thomas Cecil lyes, who''s that? |
A54795 | How happy is thie City blest, With Officers among the rest, That I may adde unto their Crest My Bow Goose? |
A54795 | I le use my liberty to ● u ● Abroad, and still be chusing, Who would consine himself to one That has power of refusing? |
A54795 | I was your friend in Thirty, though; But now, how proud you Poets grow: Was''t so in Noah''s days? |
A54795 | If any man, but you, had us''d me so ▪ Would I have put it up? |
A54795 | If you go sweating down, what will men think? |
A54795 | In these unbridled times, who would not strive To free his neck from all prerogative? |
A54795 | Is it a proper thing you go about? |
A54795 | Look how the door stands ope, somebody ● ees; Your buttons scratch, in faith you hurt my knees; What will men say? |
A54795 | Lord, what a coyle is here? |
A54795 | MAster, if I may do you no wrong, Since we have been companions so long, Let''s not now part: can friends love too long? |
A54795 | MAy not an old age yet sing an April song? |
A54795 | MY Theodora, Can those eyes, From which those glories shine, Give light to every soule that pryes, And onely be obscur''d to mine? |
A54795 | Mortal eyes are not so wise; the gods have made mens hearts more faint: One denying causeth dying: is not Love a gallant Saint? |
A54795 | My patience yet, quoth he again, Why how long shall y ● stay? |
A54795 | My thinness makes you fear the Box, VVhere durty maid with Flint- stone knocks: But Master, have not you the Pox? |
A54795 | NOw all my friends are dead and gone, Alas, what shall betide me? |
A54795 | Nay, Gods body, what means this? |
A54795 | Not a spark, For to light me to the mark? |
A54795 | OLd Poets Hypocrene admire, And pray to Water to inspire Their Muses birth with heavenly fire? |
A54795 | Oh neighbor Iohn, how var is that? |
A54795 | Oh, quoth the Devil and sayst thou me so? |
A54795 | Oh, quoth the Devil, how chanceth that Thy Horse he is so fair and fat? |
A54795 | Phil will no longer stay With her bare baby: What will the people say, When she''s a Lady? |
A54795 | Prethee why the room so dark? |
A54795 | Prethee why these bolts and locks, Coats and smock ●, And these drawers, with a pox? |
A54795 | SUre''t was a dream, how long fond man have I Been fool''d into captivity? |
A54795 | Shall we give them feathers, and think to go free? |
A54795 | She liv''d in Edward the sixt''s time, So long ago''t was since, How long ago was that, I pray? |
A54795 | Since the keyes of their wickets with their husbands they leave? |
A54795 | Sir Thomas Ruthal, what of him? |
A54795 | Sir, you do tax me of a high fault; But if I''m thredbare, is that my fault? |
A54795 | So coming home, questions his wife at leasure: I pray, Sweet- heart, was such a man with thee, To pay two Angels which he had of me? |
A54795 | Some must sway, and some obey, Or else I pray, who will stand in fear? |
A54795 | Some of the silver Swan of Bow, Although mine was no Swan, what tho? |
A54795 | The Clerks in Blackwel- Hall, in brief, With sculls of Sar ● cens eat Beef: Master, doth this provoke your grief? |
A54795 | The picked beard, Is makes me afeard, It is so sharp beneath; For he that doth place A dagger in his face, What doth he in his sheath? |
A54795 | Then Daphne he will get at least A hundred pounds a day: Why I think the Devil''s in you all, Cann''t you one minute stay? |
A54795 | Then a brother in zeal came with his ditty: But if he were hang''d,''t were no great pity: For how a devil came he so witty? |
A54795 | Then presently she reply''d, Sweet, art thou jealous? |
A54795 | Then shiting who denies? |
A54795 | Then was not he a Iohn- an- oak VVho open''d his mouth when that he spoke, And made a Love- back of your cloak? |
A54795 | These are they must away; Who dares deny it? |
A54795 | They all had known no other wo, Save Wat where art? |
A54795 | This Barque was taken by a Frigot; Where was poore Daphne then? |
A54795 | This is the Lady Cottington, And the people cry, WHO''s THAT? |
A54795 | Tobacco is a dish for an Earl, for a Lord, for a Knight, for a Squire: Than shiting who can wish greater, if you please, or occasion require? |
A54795 | Tobacco who despise? |
A54795 | Vlisses did commend Constant Penelope, Pigmalion lov''d his friend, Why may not I love thee? |
A54795 | WHat need we take care for Platoni ● k rules, Or the Precepts of Aristotle? |
A54795 | WHy art thou coy( my L ● da) art not mine? |
A54795 | WIll you hear the mode of France, To stop the mouthes of all that dun you? |
A54795 | Well then( Companions) is''t not fit, Since to this Gem we owe our wit, That we should praise the Cabinet? |
A54795 | Were he not a lyer, should say Doctor Fryer Did loue flesh more than skin? |
A54795 | What are you stirring, old Friend, Dr. H ● rring? |
A54795 | What do you lack? |
A54795 | What fury mads your immortall braines? |
A54795 | What if I''m thin, you need not jeer, Sir: You know when Serjeant cries, D''ye hear, Sir? |
A54795 | What though some could not write? |
A54795 | When faire Pastora grac''d their Plain ●, Alas, why came she thither? |
A54795 | Where is this view and cunning sent, Which so much blood and breath ha ● t spent? |
A54795 | Who sees thee now in covert creep, To sit and hark, or stand and weep, Or coole thy foot to foyle thy foe? |
A54795 | Why didst thou not this doome to scape? |
A54795 | Why do you smell of Ambergreece, Whereof was formed Neptune''s Neece, The queen of Love? |
A54795 | Why do you wear the Silk- wormes toyles, Or glory in the Shelfish spoyles? |
A54795 | Why should we repine that our wives are so kinde, Since we that are husbands, are of the same minde? |
A54795 | Why should we then dote on One with a Foole''s coat on, VVhose Coffers are cramm''d? |
A54795 | Will you, to have a pendent haunch, Or a greasie prominent paunch, Basely forsake the Olive- branch? |
A54795 | Will: has a better way; He can endure all: What need Tom care a straw? |
A54795 | With oh brave,& c. My Masters a while be brief, Who taketh up the Beef? |
A54795 | With oh, oh,& c. Who is so quaint as Willy and I? |
A54795 | here''s none Sees you but I; be quick, or by this hand I le lay you down my self, you make me stand Too long ●''th''cold: why do you lye so far? |
A54795 | must I be Still interposed with needlesse modesty? |
A54795 | nay faith and will you? |
A54795 | what a coile is here? |
A54795 | what newes at Surgeons Hall? |
A54795 | what will you drink? |
A54795 | where is now thy flight so fleet, Thy jealous brow, thy nimble feet, Thy magick frisks, thy Circles round, Thy Jugling feats, to mock the hound? |
A54795 | will you take such pains? |