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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A51690 | 1 sheet([ 1] p.) s.n.,[ London: 1700?] |
A13441 | For why? |
A13441 | [ 46] p.: ill.( woodcuts) Printed by I Perse I, for O perse O, and& perse&, and are to be solde at the signe of the Æ dipthong,[ London]:[ 1628?] |
A13627 | And then the world were well, But when will it be so? |
A13627 | Breton, Nicholas, 1545?-1626? |
A35803 | But, Lord, what can these Souls plead before thee, When they so wilfully flie to their own misery? |
A11386 | What should Time doe, if he should strive to please All those who are sicke of a mad disease? |
A11386 | another saies, What Times are these? |
A11386 | why doe you complaine of Time? |
A85782 | If reasonable, let all the world censure, what reason hath one man to drink another mans health, to impair his own? |
A85782 | Whether such impetuous drinking of other mens healths were lawfull, profitable, commendable, or reasonable? |
A85782 | Whether such impetuous drinking of other mens healths were lawfull, profitable, commendable, or reasonable? |
A85782 | Whether such impetuous drinking of other mens healths were lawfull, profitable, commendable, or reasonable? |
B02616 | Did I for this bring in the Scot,( For''t is no secret now) the plot was Say''s and mine together; Did I for this returne againe? |
B02616 | Did we force Ireland to despaire? |
B02616 | Have I so often past betweene Winsor and Westminster unseene? |
B02616 | If men in peace may have their right, Where is this necessity to fight, and break both law and oath? |
B02616 | Is not the Bishops Bill deni''d, And we still threatned to be tri''d? |
A76432 | But stay, Did 〈 ◊ 〉 ● ot think himself to be Above the reach 〈 ◊ 〉 〈 … 〉 il Mortality? |
A76432 | Could he the fate of Kingdoms doom? |
A76432 | Could not the* Place inspire him with Remorce? |
A76432 | Must he expire in his soft bed? |
A76432 | Or was the Sword of Justice dull? |
A76432 | had he Brib''d that too, to comply with Villany? |
A81293 | Did I for this bring in the Scot,( For''tis no secret now) the plot was S ● y''s and mine together; Did I for this returne againe? |
A81293 | Did we force Ireland to despaire? |
A81293 | Have I so often past between Winsor and Westminster unseen? |
A81293 | If men in peace may have their right, Where is this necessity to fight and break both law and oath? |
A81293 | Is not the Bishops Bill deni''d, And we still threatned to be tri''d? |
A89105 | But am I thereforc onely to be blamed? |
A89105 | Shall I gratifie by the meanness of a never yet dejected Spirit, the impossible intrigues of my Rival? |
A89105 | all the burthen must( it seems) rest upon my shoulders, that have more then I can well bear already on my head? |
A89105 | and must I and my Fame be, prostituted to the pleasure and Lubet of a Treaty victory? |
A89105 | why not Fleetwood, Whitlock? |
A50641 | Hither all the young Courtiers, and Innes of Court men made their addresse, to know whether they might like the last new play or no? |
A50641 | one to plaister the cheeke, and the other to repaire the jaw? |
A50641 | or such a new face rankt among the beauties? |
A50641 | vvhether such a worke was well written? |
A50641 | whether such a Lady might be cride up for a wit? |
A67504 | All that is Sold at the Fair of use, are Shooes, Pattins, and Leather- Breeches; the rest are Horn- Toys, and Fools- Baubles? |
A67504 | Lord, Sir, says the Chaplain, Why would you not imploy me? |
A67504 | Whither are you going with my Husband? |
A20460 | If Angli, are cald Angeli: Oh, tell, Why hath their pride, thrown these frō heauen to hel? |
A20460 | Is it, because thou hast sung sweete in all The liberal Arts, and now through want doost fall? |
A20460 | Or doost thou wonder at pluralities, Impropriations, or absurdities Of a lay Patron, that doth still present An asse, before a grand proficient? |
A43178 | But to be serious, I made a diligent inquiry what should be the cause of their disorder''d and distracted looks? |
A43178 | Oy by Invasion does it go about To put the Element of Fire quite out? |
A43178 | What is the lower Water fully bent To mix with that above the Firmament? |
A43178 | and next, whether yet it hath a being? |
A68601 | Both wise and Iust; And what more yet? |
A68601 | Didst never meete his name there spread, Where thou thy selfe didst vse to tread? |
A68601 | No? |
A68601 | Our TOM of all Trades hereupon Askt what was his condition Who was the Owner of that place So farre in all the Countries grace? |
A68601 | Powell, Thomas, 1572?-1635? |
A68601 | Powell, Thomas, 1572?-1635? |
A68601 | Quoth he, What TOM of Odcombe may''st thou be? |
A68601 | not Sir EDVVARD HALES? |
A96279 | But how is hell deluded? |
A96279 | Ha, ha, why so? |
A96279 | Hath any minde to circumvent his foeman? |
A96279 | Is there no way( yee powers of hell) to make Fairfax his Soveraigns welfare to forsake? |
A96279 | Why should you be restrain''d from your desire, When with my Furies I doe you inspire? |
A20448 | ( Quoth the Knight of the Sunne) No, my pretty Page? |
A20448 | As soone as he espied her, he sayd, Aha, haue I found thée at thy charme, thou fowle Inchauntresse? |
A20448 | But I pray, sir, tell me: what Gentleman owes this faire house where you found me knocking? |
A20448 | I pray can you tell? |
A20448 | I writ them in Dog dayes, and they must needes bite: but what? |
A20448 | O Champion fayre, what ill did thee befall, To be deceiu''d? |
A20448 | O Gaffer Lawyer, stay, how do you looke? |
A20448 | Soft, who comes heere? |
A20448 | The Knight of the Sunne, what can you not smell? |
A20448 | Why dost thou beate this courteous Knight, thou swayne? |
A20448 | Why is it so darke? |
A13471 | ( Oh rare show) What though that I observant be to thee, And stand before thee bare, with bended Knee? |
A13471 | And that thy Linnen be more pure and fine? |
A13471 | I blame the man that''s covetous, but why? |
A13471 | Or doth not my poore duty puffe thee higher, And swell thy too much hatefull Pride t''aspire? |
A13471 | Or my Leg make the Gout thy Limbes forsake? |
A13471 | Or that thy Periwig bee sweetly scented, Most neatly Keam''d, slick''d, curled and indented? |
A13471 | They sell their soules an heritage to win, An Heritage in Hell, deare bought with sin: Put case they compasse age; what''s their reward? |
A13471 | Thy out- side may be Rich, thy inside poor,( doore Worse than the wretch that beggs from doore to What though thy Coate be richer Stuffe than mine? |
A13471 | WHat in the World doth true contentment give, That Man should have desire therein to live? |
A13471 | What though I be nine dayes behind the fashio ● … Or that my Breech be of the old Translation? |
A13471 | Will my Hat off, cause thy head cease to ake? |
A89633 | An fiat Pileorum transmigratio? |
A89633 | An pileum Sir- Shonnuli fit ex Lana Caprina? |
A89633 | BUt why Princeps, and why Rhetoricus? |
A89633 | Et e contra? |
A89633 | Hereditary? |
A89633 | Physick: And why may not we here have a Key for them also? |
A89633 | Pileus An tandem fataliter — Exeat omnis? |
A89633 | Quis enim non ab Ovo mendax? |
A89633 | Science against Science more persecuting then Ignorance? |
A89633 | The Scholars Cap is lost, how shal''t be found? |
A89633 | WHether the Mercuriall Cap be more injured by the Fathers indulgence, the Sons negligence, or the Masters insufficience? |
A89633 | What shall the Eccho once more tell? |
A89633 | What shall the Eccho, Eccho tell? |
A89633 | Whether a lying humour be rather suckt from the dugs of the Nurse; or the paps of custome, or rather, An mendacium be ex traduce? |
A89633 | Whether a- wel- bred Rhetorician did ever want a Mocenas, or his Cap mendicant? |
A89633 | Whether every Noble and great Gentlemen ought to be princeps Rhetoricus, a prime good speaker? |
A89633 | Whether the Parsons Cap hath received more cuts and blows, from the blunt weapons of Bacchus, or the sharp sword of Mars? |
A89633 | Whether the greatest enemy to the Cap, be not the Cap? |
A59165 | A Stoick God? |
A59165 | And that he might seem more terrible, he became a Tragoedian, and said, What place, speak quickly, gave thee birth? |
A59165 | And why, I pray? |
A59165 | But did he kill her? |
A59165 | But how can I relate his many cruelties? |
A59165 | Consider, Fathers Conscript, what a Monster sues to be made a God: will you now make him? |
A59165 | Has this been usually done in heaven? |
A59165 | He therefore accosted him, and, what was easie to one that understood a little Greek, said, What art thou? |
A59165 | How came you hither? |
A59165 | If I list to answer, I''ll speak what comes in my head: Who ever required an Oath of an Historian? |
A59165 | Pedo Pompeius reply ● d, What say''st thou, bloody man? |
A59165 | Say then, Is that thy native place? |
A59165 | This man, whatsoever he is, what will he think of us? |
A59165 | VVhy does thy envy deny him death? |
A59165 | What Iudge will there now be found That will sit the whole year round, And give Sentence without ground? |
A59165 | Who shall constrain me? |
A59165 | Who will adore this God? |
A59165 | Wilt thou also thus pass over so good an hour? |
A59165 | do Gods mix with Men? |
A59165 | do''st thou ask how? |
A59165 | how can he be, as Varro says, round and perfect, having neither head nor prepuce? |
A59165 | what is thy name? |
A59165 | whence come''st thou? |
A59165 | who but thy self hath sent us hither, thou murderer of all thy friends? |
A59165 | who will believe him to be so? |
A13841 | Can a dry Summer make suche a dearth, that there is no money to be hadde for mowers? |
A13841 | Good wife, saide he, know where you are, haue patience: Good Asse( sayde shee) Wherefore? |
A13841 | I aunswered, a Cipher among figures: well said,( qd she) more wit in the words then in the matter: now, whence come you? |
A13841 | I will( quoth he) come on thy wayes: so in he brought mee to his great Ladie: who in a great brauerie, vaunting her selfe, asked me who I was? |
A13841 | Nothinge but money? |
A13841 | O Heauens, what a Hell is this? |
A13841 | Oh heauens what a worlde is this? |
A13841 | Oh sir, your words, nor your wittes, nor your wiles, nor your wittes, nor your oths,( what''s the matter now thought I? |
A13841 | So that I neuer heard more of any of them, but was euer man so troubled in his sléepe? |
A13841 | Why, is all handsomnes out of fashion? |
A13841 | a dainesye Wench, not woorth the whissting? |
A13841 | and haue they no other intertainment? |
A13841 | is all Grasse become hey? |
A13841 | is beauty at so lowe a price? |
A13841 | shall we clappe handes, and make a bargaine? |
A07491 | But some moy obiect and say; What doth the Diuell walke in Powles theu? |
A07491 | Come you to search an honest Bawdie- house, this seuen and twentie yeares in 〈 ◊ 〉 and shame? |
A07491 | Complaynst thou of bad doings, when there are Harlols of all Trades, and Knaues of all Languages? |
A07491 | Do I deserue my Darke and pitchy Tytle? |
A07491 | For I must weaue a thousand Ills in one, To please my blacke and burnt affection: Why? |
A07491 | How now Pierce,( quoth I) doest thou call mée Knaue to my face? |
A07491 | Is it possible quoth she a Vsurer should burne so litle here, and so much in Hell? |
A07491 | Is not Lucifer liberall to his Nephewes, in this his last Will and Testament? |
A07491 | Is there not Law too for stealing away a mans slumbers, as well as for shéetes off from hedges? |
A07491 | Now Syr, what is your censure now? |
A07491 | Pierce, honest Pennilesse? |
A07491 | Sticke I close ynough to a villaines Ribs? |
A07491 | What is not our house our Cole- harbour, our Castle of come- downe, and lye- downe? |
A07491 | What neede I inferre more of their prodigall glistrings, and their ● pangled damnations? |
A07491 | Who? |
A07491 | Why? |
A07491 | Why? |
A07491 | Why? |
A07491 | and cheated of our dreames and fantas ● es? |
A07491 | are we disanold of our first sleepe? |
A07491 | can we not take ou ● ease in our Inne, but we most come out so quickly? |
A07491 | for shame a Bawde and poore? |
A07491 | goe too then, you shall search; nay, my very Bootes too: are you well now? |
A07491 | hée that writ the Mad- cappes Supplication? |
A07491 | let Brokers become whole honest then, and remoue to heauen out of Hounsditch? |
A07491 | maister Constable, dare you 〈 … 〉 our owne mansion? |
A07491 | must my honest wedded Punck here, my glorie- fatte Awdry be taken napping, and raisd vp by the thunder of Bil- men? |
A07491 | or is it the colde propertie of these Coales to be aboue a tweluemonth a kindling? |
A07491 | the least hole in my house too, are you pleasde now? |
A07491 | why then let vsurers goe a begging, or like an old Gréeke stand in Powles with a Porringer? |
A07491 | you haue read me I am sure: am I blacke ynough thinke you, drest vp in a lasting suite of Incke? |
A38641 | And can there be no temperate Region known Betwixt the Frigid and the Torrid Zone? |
A38641 | And have no share of what should in you be The chief of Attributes, just Clemency? |
A38641 | And why? |
A38641 | And why? |
A38641 | But stay; who have we next? |
A38641 | Ca n''t all our sad Petitions? |
A38641 | Can they whole Shop- books write, and yet not know If Bishops have a Right Divine or no? |
A38641 | For if we ca n''t endure t''obey one King, What shall we do if we a thousand bring? |
A38641 | How can we exercise Religion now, When want of Laws doth liberty allow To all Prophaneness? |
A38641 | How many Justices did Wealth advance That had nothing to show, but Ignorance? |
A38641 | How many Swine does this make in a year, If all were Sows that wallow in the mire? |
A38641 | If Sacriledge to steal from Churches be, What''s he that steals a Church, nay two or three? |
A38641 | If we were wet before, shall we desire No remedy, but a consuming fire? |
A38641 | Is this Religion, when each Souldier dares Become a Bishop, to correct our Prayers, And new- coin all our Orders? |
A38641 | Is''t not as great a glory, to forget An Injury, as take revenge for it? |
A38641 | Learning''s the Lamp o''th''Land, that shines so bright, Are you s''immodest to put out the light? |
A38641 | Must we, to help us, make our wrongs the more? |
A38641 | No Organs; Idols to the Ear they be: No Anthemes; why? |
A38641 | No Surplice; no? |
A38641 | No; study and experience makes them wise, Why should they else watch late, and early rise? |
A38641 | Oh by all means; but how? |
A38641 | On Geese and Capons, with what zeal they feed? |
A38641 | Or can they sweep their doors, and shops so well, And for to clense a State as yet not tell? |
A38641 | THe under- Foggers, with their dagled Gowns, Like Sampson''s Foxes tails, inflame the Towns; Make Suits, as Conjurers raise Winds; and why? |
A38641 | They''re Rags of Rome, I think: what would you have? |
A38641 | WHy then, you tott''ring Bases of our Land, Who at this wave- tost Kingdoms Stern do stand, Why did you first begin? |
A38641 | What if we have been injur''d heretofore? |
A38641 | What need an Enemy the Walls to beat, When the Defendants sins do ope the Gate? |
A38641 | What would you have, good Souls? |
A38641 | What''s next? |
A38641 | Where''s then our hope? |
A38641 | Would you''ve Religion? |
A38641 | You that are call''d Divine, nay Gods, why then Do you degenerate to worse than men? |
A38641 | a Reformation? |
A38641 | ca n''t our Charms Of people groaning under the Alarms Of bloody broils, nor slaughter''d Subjects cries, Move you to end our endless miseries? |
A38641 | why do you still With all your force strive to prolong our ill? |
A38641 | why none, I crave? |
A38641 | your Sex so cruel to the Gown? |
A15652 | A ● d if I might, should I so fond on''t be, To tak''t of other ● when I miss''t of thee? |
A15652 | And can I thinke that thou wilt make me, then, The most vnhappy of all other men? |
A15652 | And hath this Age bred vp neat Vice so tenderly She can not brooke it to be touch''d so sl ● nderly? |
A15652 | And if I say so, what is he may know So much as to affirme it was not so? |
A15652 | And is there any Iustice borne of late, Makes those faults mine, which others perpetrate? |
A15652 | And is''t not better then, to take this course, Then f ● ll to study mischiefes, and doe worse? |
A15652 | And neede I now thus to Apologize ▪ Onely because I scourged villanies? |
A15652 | And such as they; Or why did not that Age In which they liued, put them in a Cage? |
A15652 | And that the truth I told should in conclusion ▪ For want of Power, and Friends, be my confusion? |
A15652 | And why? |
A15652 | And yet( alas) must I be ty''d vnto What neuer any man before could doe? |
A15652 | But am I call''d in question for her c ● use, Is''t Vice that these afflictions on me drawes? |
A15652 | But say it did, wil''t not befit a man, To raise his thoughts as neere Heau''n as he can? |
A15652 | But what is''t I haue done so worthy bla ● e, That some so eagerly pursue my fame? |
A15652 | But what of that? |
A15652 | But who will euer seeing my hard Fortune, The remedy of Times Abuse importune? |
A15652 | But why should I thy fauour here distrust, That haue a cause so knowne, and knowne so iust? |
A15652 | But why( say some) should his too saucy Rimes, Thus t ● xe the wise and great ones of our times? |
A15652 | Can I suppose a fauour may be got In any place when thy Co ● rt yeel ● ● it not? |
A15652 | Can my hopes( fixt in thee great KING) be dead? |
A15652 | Colour his Villanies, to get esteeme, And make the Honest man the Villaine seeme? |
A15652 | For can it be, thy grace should euer shine, And not enlighten such a cause as mine? |
A15652 | Harme take her then, what makes she in their sights? |
A15652 | I say she must haue action, and she shall: For if she will, how can I doe withall? |
A15652 | If with impatience she my Whip- cord feele, How had she raged at my lash of Steele? |
A15652 | Mu ● t the free Spirit ty''de and curbed be, A ● ● o ● ding to the bodies pouerty? |
A15652 | Must I be faine to giue a reason why, And how I dare, allow of Honesty? |
A15652 | Must all I speake, or write, so well be done, That none may picke more meanings thence then one? |
A15652 | Or can it euer be so subiect to Base Change, to rise and fall, as fortunes doe? |
A15652 | Or if I did, can I haue comfort by it, When I shall t ● inke my So ● ● raig ● e did denie it? |
A15652 | Or is my heart so open that all know it? |
A15652 | Or le ● thy loyall subiect, against reason, Be punisht more for Loue, then some for Treason? |
A15652 | Or that I may obtaine it in the land, When I shall be deni''d it at thy hand? |
A15652 | Or thou those Satyres hate thy Forrests bred? |
A15652 | Quid tu, sipe ● eo? |
A15652 | Shall I goe sute my matter Vnto your wits, that haue but wit to flatter? |
A15652 | Shall not he reach out, to obtaine as much, Who dares more for thee then a hundred such? |
A15652 | Since wealth is common, and fooles get it to, When to giue spirit''s more then Kings can doe? |
A15652 | Sit other men so neere my thought to show it? |
A15652 | What law, or conscience, then shal make thē smother Their Spirit, which is their life, more then other T''abate their substance? |
A15652 | Where shall my second hopes he founded then, If euer I haue heart to hope agen? |
A15652 | Who will againe when they haue smother''d me, Dart to oppose the face of Villany? |
A15652 | Why should a good attempt disgraced seeme, Because the person is of meane esteeme? |
A15652 | Will she not bide my gentle Satyres bites? |
A71323 | And we d, and burie, and make Christen- soules? |
A71323 | Both good things ill, and ill things well: all one? |
A71323 | But Arts of Whoring: stories of the stewes, Ye Muses, will ye beare, and may refuse? |
A71323 | But if some Painter in presuming skill, Should paint the stars in center of the earth, Could ye forbeare some smiles, and taunting mirth? |
A71323 | But when I looke and cast mine eyes below, What monster meets mine eyes in humane show? |
A71323 | Can right areed how handsomely besets Dull Spondees with the English Dactilets? |
A71323 | Careth the world how faire thy faire one be? |
A71323 | Careth the world, thou loue, thou liue, or die? |
A71323 | Deseru''dst thou ill? |
A71323 | For thred- bare clearks, and for the ragged Muse Whom better fit some cotes of sad secluse? |
A71323 | Good Saturne selfe, that homely Emperour? |
A71323 | Groats- worth of health, can anie leech allot? |
A71323 | Hath vtmost Inde ought better then his owne? |
A71323 | Is''t not sweete pride, when men their crownes must With that which ierks the hams of euery iade Or floor- strowd locks from off the Barbers sheares? |
A71323 | Might not( so they where pleasd that beene aboue) Long Paper- abstinence our death remoue? |
A71323 | O Nature: was the world ordain''d for nought, But fill mans maw, and feede mans idle thought? |
A71323 | O the fond boasting of vaineglorious man: Does he the best, that may the best be seene? |
A71323 | OR beene the Manes of that Cynick spright, Cloth''d with some stubborn clay& led to light? |
A71323 | Oh: Cl ● lopatricall: what wanteth there For curious cost, and wondrous choise of cheare? |
A71323 | Or doe the relique ashes of his graue Reuiue and rise from their for saken caue? |
A71323 | Or heauen, or men, or fiends, or ought beside, That euer made that foule mischance betide? |
A71323 | Or who put Bayes into blind Cupids fist, That he should crowne what Laureats him list? |
A71323 | Seest thou how side it hangs beneath his hip? |
A71323 | THe curteous Citizen bad me to his feast, With hollow words, and ouerly request: Come, will ye dine with me this Holy day? |
A71323 | TO what end did our lauish auncestours, Erect of old these stately piles of ours? |
A71323 | The greater pompe procuring greater shame, Thy monument make thou thy liuing deeds: No other tombe then that, true vertue needs, What? |
A71323 | The matter, Natures, and the workmans frame, His purses cost; where then is Osmonds name? |
A71323 | Thou seruile Foole, why could''st thou not repaire To buy a Benefice at Steeple- Faire? |
A71323 | V. SAw''st thou euer Siquis patch''d on Pauls Church doore, To seeke some vacant Vicarage before? |
A71323 | VVEre yesterday Polemons Natals kept That so his threshold is all freshly steept With new- shed bloud? |
A71323 | VVho doubts? |
A71323 | WHen Gullion di''d( who knowes not Gullion?) |
A71323 | What boots it be so, but the world must know''t? |
A71323 | What needed he fetch that from farthest Spaine, His Grandame could haue lent with lesser paine? |
A71323 | What office then doth the Star- gazer beare? |
A71323 | Where life is deare, who cares for coyned drosse? |
A71323 | Who euer saw a Colte wanton and wilde, Yoakt with a slow- foote Oxe on fallow field? |
A71323 | Who wants a Churchman, that can seruice sey, Read fast, and faire, his monthly Homiley? |
A71323 | Who would inglorious liue, inglorious die, And might eternize his names memorie? |
A71323 | Whose words are those, to remedie the deed, That cause men stop their noses when they read? |
A71323 | had he nought whereby he might be knowne, But costly pilements of some curious stone? |
A71323 | or the most righteous Fate? |
A46425 | ( a) An nihil in melius tot rerum proficis usu? |
A46425 | ( a) Egregium, sanctumque virum si cerno,( b) bimembri Hoc monstrum puero, vel mirandis sub aratro Piscibus inventis;& foetae comparo( c) mulae? |
A46425 | ( a) Nullane perjuri capitis fraudisque nefandae Poena erit? |
A46425 | ( a) Quid sentire put a omnes, Calvine, recenti De scelere,& fidei violatae crimine? |
A46425 | ( b) Aut cur In carbone tuo chartâ pia thura solutâ Ponimus,& sectum vituli jecur albaque porci Omenta? |
A46425 | ( b) Nam scelus intra se tacitum qui cogitat ullum( c) Facti crimen habet,( d) cedo si conata peregit? |
A46425 | ( b) Quisnam hominibus est, quem tu 〈 ◊ 〉 videris ● ● ● ● slagitio? |
A46425 | ( b) Tamen ad mores naturae recurrit Damnatos, fixa& mutari nescia: Nam quis Peccandi finem posuit sibi? |
A46425 | ( c) Tu miser exclamas, ut( d) Stentora vincere possis, Vel potius quantum( e) Gradivus Homericus: —( a) Jupiter haec? |
A46425 | ( d) Quis tumidum guttur miratur in Alpibus? |
A46425 | An Calvinus qui Fonteio Consule natus est,& jam Sexaginta annos vixit, haec& corsin ● lia, quae passim& ubique sunt, cum stupore deminatur? |
A46425 | An dubitat solitus totum conflare( a) Tonantem? |
A46425 | And is it so? |
A46425 | But shall so base a Perjury, Pass unrewarded, and shot- free? |
A46425 | Ca n''t thy dull Genius edify By Precepts of Philosophy? |
A46425 | Can there be Gods above, and bear Audacious Perjury to hear? |
A46425 | Can you then fondly think, because Crimes scape the Censure of the Laws, They pass unpunish''d? |
A46425 | Coerula quis stupuit Germani lumina? |
A46425 | Et phthisis,& vomicae putres,& dimidium crus Sunt( a) tanti? |
A46425 | Haec( a) quota pars scelerum, quae( b) custos Gallicus urbis Vsque à Lucifero, donec lux occidat, audit? |
A46425 | Heaven''s Vengeance heavy is we know, But heavy things move always slow; And if to punish all they doom, When will my day of rec''ning come? |
A46425 | If Perjury altho but meant; Met with so Tragical Event: What dreadful Vengeance must impend, So base, and treacherous a Friend? |
A46425 | If courteous Heaven he as we find, Still to repenting sinners kind, Who knows but I may find a place In some free gen''ral Act of Grace? |
A46425 | If in Truth''s Quarre( they'') l not arm, Or do us either good or harm? |
A46425 | If slight of Hand, and queint Disguise Conceal our Cheats from Mortal Eyes, What matter is''t, what Heaven''spies? |
A46425 | In vain you humm haranging Vicar, If he want Coin to purchase Liquor; What can reward his pains, and studying, But Money, Sunday''s Beef, and Pudding? |
A46425 | Objectio; Ita ne ille perjurus impune evader? |
A46425 | Or Church land should produce a Nynny? |
A46425 | Or Daughter bred by Mother lewd, That has the self same Course pursu''d? |
A46425 | Or Dutchman given to the Pot? |
A46425 | Or Foot- man having won the Race, To Sup high, would not pawn his Bays? |
A46425 | Or fulsom Bawd with half a Nose, Confirm her wheedling Shamms with Oaths? |
A46425 | Or pay respect to Heavenly Madams, More than the Statue of( 12) Jack Adams? |
A46425 | Or what damn''d Poet ere would write, That did not hope a good third Night? |
A46425 | Or why allow their Pictures room, Or Rev''rence then each Common Tomb? |
A46425 | Quanto Fessidium( c) laudat vocalis agentem Sportula, die senior( d) bulla( e) dignissime, nescis Quas( f) habeat Veneres aliena pecunia? |
A46425 | Quid enim velocis gloria plantae( c) Praestat,& esuriens Piseae ramus olivae? |
A46425 | Quid enim( d) sperare nocentibus aegris Concessum? |
A46425 | Quid si bis centum perdidit alter Hoc arcana modo? |
A46425 | Sexaginoa annos Fonteio consule Natus? |
A46425 | Sha n''t Vengance dog him at the Heel, And he divine resentment feel? |
A46425 | Shall Lessons by Experience taught, Be thrown away, and go for nought? |
A46425 | Si curant igitur cunctos punire nocentes,( b) Quando ad me venient? |
A46425 | Si in Spartano voluntas sola peccandi,( facto non commisso) tem severe puniatur, quanto magis sceleratum factum sui perfidi amici puniendum sit? |
A46425 | Think''st he believes a Power Divine Inhabits every Church and Shrine? |
A46425 | To those Intrigues who is a Stranger That ever heard the name of( 12) Granger? |
A46425 | What need we either Church or Steeple, Or Priests to spunge upon the People, If blindly no regard be had To Men, or Actions good or bad? |
A46425 | When was there yet a Holy- day, Did not new Frauds and Tricks betray? |
A46425 | Who can but laugh at Sot so idle, That swears an Atheist on a Bible, Flatt''ring himself he will be just, Because an Oath secures his Trust? |
A46425 | Who wonders at a crafty Scot? |
A46425 | Who would admire a Black in Guiny? |
A46425 | Why should they baulk us or encourage, If they are no more than Chips in Porridge? |
A46425 | Why should you grumble if you meet Fowl play, where ev''ry Man''s a Cheat? |
A46425 | Why then are you too delicate To share with us the common Fate? |
A46425 | Why you so great a Favourite, That no Mischance on you must light? |
A46425 | aut quis It Meroe crasso majorem infante mamillam? |
A46425 | flavam Caesariem,& madido torquentem cornua cirro? |
A46425 | majo ● em tertius illa Summam, quam patulae caperet vix angulus arcae? |
A46425 | nec labra moves, cum mittere vocem Debueras, vel marmoreus, vel aheneus? |
A46425 | vel quae non dignior( e) hostia vitae? |
A46425 | — Quem tua simplicitas risum vulgo moveat, cum Exigis( a) à quoquam ne pejeret,& putet ullis Esse aliquod numen Templis, aereque rubenti? |
A46425 | — why then is''t wondred, If you are bilkt of paltry hundred? |
A46425 | — —( a) Abreptum crede hunc graviore catena Protinus,& nostro( quòd plus velit ira?) |
A46425 | — —( a) Quando recepit, Ejectum semel attrirae de snome rubor ● ● ●? |
A10711 | ( And why may I not call it true valiance?) |
A10711 | A health to the King, a health to the Queene, a health to my Lord, a health to my Ladie: And who dares deny to pledge one of these healthes? |
A10711 | Againe it shelters her from being cald in question, for who dares detect her that they thinke shall be supported and borne out by so mightie friends? |
A10711 | And how far hath this voice escaped vs now in these later times? |
A10711 | And what a sturre we keepe againe about precedence? |
A10711 | And what is it now, but the custome of new fashions, that hath foisted in that Indian plant Tobacco? |
A10711 | And who will be more ready to exclaime against vsury then he that is himselfe the greatest vsurer? |
A10711 | And wilt thou yet enter her house, that carries death and damnation about her? |
A10711 | Are not those that doth liue in the feare of God, reputed to be but the shame of men and the reproch of the people? |
A10711 | Are these the works that faith affordeth, is this the life that God requireth? |
A10711 | But he that hath made the eare, shall he not heare? |
A10711 | But what remedie? |
A10711 | Do you see a woman that is garish to looke vpon, that is new fangled, and gawdy to the shew? |
A10711 | How many that are not able to pay honestly for home- spunne cloth, will yet weare silke, and will euery day glister in Gold and Siluer? |
A10711 | How many women, both good and honest,( and sometimes honourable) that by this practise of insinuating harlots, hath beene betraied and infamed? |
A10711 | I haue Aduentured one of the labours of Hercules, to strike at Sinne: And is not that as much as to fight with the Hydra? |
A10711 | I will speake no more of women, but will you now see the honesty of this age? |
A10711 | If blindnesse be a misery, what is ignorance, or if the duskinesse of the night be vncomfortable, what is the darkenesse of superstitious Popery? |
A10711 | If the head doth but a little ake, our vrins must knocke at the Phisitions doore, and alas how inquisitiue we be about the state of our bodies? |
A10711 | If we owe this duty to a King here vpon the earth, how much are wee further obliged to the King of Kings, to the King of Heauen? |
A10711 | Is it any maruell though women do become both vain and dissolute? |
A10711 | Is not God himselfe had in derision& made a by- word? |
A10711 | Shall wee then denie the Phisitians testimony, will not his authoritie suffice in the matter? |
A10711 | They are the vicious only, that can not endure to heare sinne reproued: and who are they but the impious that would barre the freedome of our tongues? |
A10711 | VVhat haue I said, may Aduersitie iudge betweene a friend and a foe? |
A10711 | Vertue is growne poore, and hath few or none to attend her, but that is no great wonder, for who would follow a begger? |
A10711 | What should I need to bring any further testimony in this case, when there is no learned Diuine that did euer deny it? |
A10711 | Where shall we finde another Nathan, that dares tell his master to his face, Thou art the man? |
A10711 | and he that iudgeth the nations, shall he not conuince? |
A10711 | and now to speake truely, what is their vowed chastitie; but vowed Bawderie? |
A10711 | answered, At your Maiesties pleasant conference: why( said the Emperour) dost thou heare our communicatiō? |
A10711 | doe they not multiply their blasphemies against his holy name? |
A10711 | haue they not said, Let vs do it boldly, God doth not see it, the Almightie is asleepe, he can not heare it? |
A10711 | haue they not said: Let them trust in the Euerlasting: and let him deliuer them, and take them out of our hands, if he would their good? |
A10711 | he that hath framed the eye, shall he not see? |
A10711 | looke into her ability, is she able to pay for them, doth she not exceed the limits of her degree and calling? |
A10711 | shall we see his lawes despised, his name prophaned, his Maiestie blasphemed, and shall we be silent and hold our peace? |
A10711 | what is their vowed pouertie, but to inioy the wealth of the world, to liue in ease and idlenesse, and to feede themselues fat? |
A59158 | Alace, Sir John, was not this wife abused, Whose soul and senses all were so confused? |
A59158 | Alace, how can ye be so ignorant? |
A59158 | And I, Sir, having many things to seek, How shal I speed, not knowing what I speak? |
A59158 | And said they Mass in Surplices and Satine? |
A59158 | And seeing I have head and heart to pray, Should not my heart know what my tongue doth say? |
A59158 | And since some tongues have more antiquity Then Latine, were it not iniquity To force all people to pray like the Pope? |
A59158 | And think ye not the Romish Church doth erre, When before Christ, Saint Francis they prefer? |
A59158 | Are thy words the holy Ghost? |
A59158 | As I have done to you, Sir John, to day, I pray you, in what tongue bade he them pray? |
A59158 | As to hold Christ his Savior; and so bad, As to hold Marie for his Saviors Mother, And not to love her still above all other? |
A59158 | But Christs Disciples when they made their motion To Christ their Master, how to make devotion? |
A59158 | But good Sir John, spake all these Fathers Latine? |
A59158 | Could they speak Latine long ere Latine grew? |
A59158 | Denyes that Christ can be his only Savior: Can ye call this a Christian- like behavior? |
A59158 | Do these hostes of ostes abide? |
A59158 | Doth Christ his Son into his Gospel give Such wayes to walk in, such faith to believe? |
A59158 | Doth God the Father in his Law allow These vile inventions your Church doth avow? |
A59158 | For though I know mo tongues then ye can tell, False knaves, should ye not understand your sell? |
A59158 | For when my tongue talks, if mine heart miscary, How quickly may I mar your Ave Mary? |
A59158 | Gave I not you a tongue as well as heart, That both to me should play an a- fold part? |
A59158 | Have ye not heard this proverb oftimes sounded, Homo qui malè audit malè rounded? |
A59158 | Heard ever ye, Sir John, a purpose quicker, To prove the Pope to be Christs only Vicar? |
A59158 | How many Friers had Peter, can we find, In sundry sorts so shaven with a shame? |
A59158 | How many Nunces, note we, he did need Through all the Nations that his name was in? |
A59158 | If I get him, what need I seek another? |
A59158 | In end, one said, Dame, wot ye what ye say? |
A59158 | Is bread her seed? |
A59158 | Is this our Creed? |
A59158 | Is thy mouth the Virgine womb? |
A59158 | Know ye not, women are forbidden preaching? |
A59158 | Know you not? |
A59158 | No: each of them knew well what he did say ▪ And why not we, Sir John, as well as they? |
A59158 | Nor Mary is not named now, as than: What need I then believe it, holy Man? |
A59158 | Now good Sir John, what think ye of this Hussie? |
A59158 | Now good Sir Priest, said he, What talk is that? |
A59158 | Now what profession will they not permit, For profit in their Sodom for to sit? |
A59158 | Or dare he do nothing without his Mother? |
A59158 | Or doth the holy Ghost in us inspire ▪ More then the Law and Gospel doth require? |
A59158 | Or granted pardon for the greatest sin? |
A59158 | Or how proves this that Zacharie the Priest Spake Latine, then the language of the Beast? |
A59158 | Or if both these my prayers must be in, I pray thee, tell me at whom to begin? |
A59158 | Pray''d ever Peter for the souls of dead? |
A59158 | Pray''d ye, said he, when all the time ye span? |
A59158 | R. S. But good Sir John, before we further go, Resolve me this, since you assail me so: How, when ▪ and where this Vicarage befell Unto your Pope? |
A59158 | Read we that Peter( if he was at Rome) Rode rob''d with triple crowns upon his head? |
A59158 | S. I. S. And though he were full Vicar to our Lord, Should not his words and Christs keep one accord? |
A59158 | Sempill, Robert, 1595?-1665? |
A59158 | Shal I, Sir Iohn, a man of perfect age, Pray like an idle Parret in a cage? |
A59158 | She never was at Rome, nor kist Popes toe; How came she by the Mass, then would I kno? |
A59158 | Should we seek tongues we do not understand? |
A59158 | Since women then in Gods word may not walk, What should they do with tōgues that may not talk? |
A59158 | So if the people heard not what he said, How could they know in what language he prayd? |
A59158 | Surely, Sir John, such sayings are but idle: Such blasphemy is not in all the Bible: To trust your words, or Pauls, now tel me whether? |
A59158 | Thinks thou the Mother doth not know such smal things? |
A59158 | Was ever Peter so blasphemous blind, As to take Holiness unto his Name? |
A59158 | Were Liturgies under the Law, but so In such a tongue that all the Jews did know? |
A59158 | What if the King shal hear the poor mans sute, Should he stand silent, as if he were mute? |
A59158 | What reck of that? |
A59158 | What''s become of all these Christs the Priests have made? |
A59158 | Where was her heart, when her hands were so busie? |
A59158 | Who will both hear our text, and hear our eke to: What if he answer me in the Latine tongue Wherein I pray, and wherein Mass is sung? |
A59158 | Why should profane proud Papists thus presume To say their Pope to Peter doth succeed? |
A59158 | Will I believ''t, think ye, because they say it? |
A59158 | Ye pray, said he, and wots not what? |
A59158 | Your Latine is but one of the Translations: Why should it then exclude all other Nations? |
A59158 | or do they fade? |
A68132 | Ah what a violent inundation of cruelty hath ouerflowne your good hearts, you right valiant Shrewes- burgesses? |
A68132 | And what is there in all the knowne world, which mapps, and authors can not instruct a man in, as perfectly as his owne eyes? |
A68132 | And why may not wee haue that successe, and the like glory? |
A68132 | But how doe they spend their time thinke you? |
A68132 | But if it bee vnknowne; why doe all the Geographers describe it after one forme and site? |
A68132 | But what doe they that get vp? |
A68132 | But whence is that smoake I see a farre of? |
A68132 | Do yee not see those ropes there in the court, that are fastned vnto them Iron rings? |
A68132 | Doth not Affrica, that burnt region, produce serpents of the coldest nature of all others? |
A68132 | Dreame you of any other either age, or discouery? |
A68132 | Faith not altogither so delightfull( quoth I) but I pray tell mee, was there euer any strangers that offered this sacrifice? |
A68132 | Fatte? |
A68132 | Haue you therefore cast your full account of the dangers, labours, hopes, expences, and all other such accidents as must attend this your attempt? |
A68132 | Hercynia? |
A68132 | Here did Drogius replie: What Man? |
A68132 | How like you this? |
A68132 | I? |
A68132 | If one of you Patagonian Giants should catch your and eate you quite vp, where are you then my fine discouerer? |
A68132 | If they know it for a Continent, and for a Southerne Continent, why then doe they call it vnknowe? |
A68132 | King thinks hee? |
A68132 | Masse you say true( quoth I) but what if one should come in the meane- time and tie the ropes further end to a wrong dore? |
A68132 | No, quoth I? |
A68132 | Not any else could I espie, Indeed I durst not make any long aboade in so leane a land, it was no wisdome, was it thinke yee? |
A68132 | Now quoth I( being as weary as a dog) whether goe we now? |
A68132 | Now the Grecians hauing this knowledge of it from Carthage, how should it bee euer kept from Rome? |
A68132 | O Anglia quam segnis, quàm insignis? |
A68132 | O how many noble captaines did I see here wearing out their liues in spinning, carding woll and knitting? |
A68132 | That no man of what state or degree soeuer hee bee, haue his cuppes priuate vnto himselfe, vpon paine of drinking two daies, after in a fire- shouell? |
A68132 | The very Venus, the eye, the lustre of all Citties terrestriall, is here seated: Ciuitas Angelorum? |
A68132 | They march vnto battell, armed onely before, for what- neede any fence behinde, se ● ing they can not turne them- selues to runne away?) |
A68132 | They vse no money: what haue wee to doe, say they, with these saplesse and vnsauory mettals? |
A68132 | View this Pernassus here, whereon we liue: Suppose here were a Colledge of Italians, Spanish, French, Danes, Dutch and Polacques? |
A68132 | Well sir, but how came Salomon to the knowledge of this farre distant land? |
A68132 | Well the roll being read, and the houre- glasse runne all out: Mary quoth I to mine host but how will they get home now? |
A68132 | Well, but what end of all this ceremonious obseruation, say you? |
A68132 | What apparell will it please your Maiestie to weare to day? |
A68132 | What can be spoken more plaine, to point out this discouery? |
A68132 | What colour haue vve for it? |
A68132 | What good spirit but would greeue at this? |
A68132 | What man is he now would thinke, that in this inundation of profusenesse their should be any dry hillock left for Parsimony to inhabit? |
A68132 | What now? |
A68132 | What part of Europe is there that affoords more to a strangers eye then is related by one pen- man or other? |
A68132 | What, would yee more? |
A68132 | Who euer expected such wit, such gouernment in China? |
A68132 | Why doe you thinke( quoth hee smiling) that any one wakes this night? |
A68132 | Yea Beroaldus( quoth Drogius to him)& dare you not speake it out? |
A68132 | and is not the whole earth often- times shaken by a fire, hatched in the depth of her owne cold bowels? |
A68132 | are there not flies bred in the furnaces of Cyprus, whose cold do quite extinguish the heat of the fire? |
A68132 | are your vnderstandings vn- aquainted with such a geometrical draught as this? |
A68132 | doe you thinke to finde more varietie of dispositions in this company of Students, then you may doe amongst your owne English? |
A68132 | e The houses of this towne( faire though it bee) haue none of them any foundation: for what alledge they? |
A68132 | had not wee rather giue honest buriall to the harmelesse stones, then teare them out of their graues? |
A68132 | hath not the thunder and lightning their first originall in the midle region of the ayre? |
A68132 | is not this Bottlesbroke? |
A68132 | may then fiue and forty) men being dead, as naile in dore? |
A68132 | or might not the memory of it bee vtterly extinct before the later times of the Romaines? |
A68132 | shadowes, or our selues? |
A68132 | stay and see the conclusion of it I pray yee: doe yee not see how fast God Bacchus his houre- glasse runnes? |
A68132 | such arts, such practise of all cunning? |
A68132 | tissues, Rubies, Carbuncles, cassockes? |
A68132 | vvhat feare vve? |
A68132 | what custome is that I pray you that you are so strictly bound vnto? |
A68132 | what they haue thei le hold, they are in place,& what''s a mans place if hee make no vse of it? |
A68132 | you may perhaps say, what should you feare? |
A49887 | * But is such an excessive Anger tolerable which puts him upon eating the Head of his Enemy? |
A49887 | * His words are these: Begin not as th''old Poetaster did,( Troy''s famous War, and Priam''s Fate, I sing) In what will all this Ostentation end? |
A49887 | * I d cinerem, aut Manes credis curare sepultos? |
A49887 | * Improbe amor, quid non mortalia pectora cogis? |
A49887 | * Non potui abreptum divellere corpus& undis Spargere? |
A49887 | * Nullane pro trepidis, clamabat, Numina Thebis? |
A49887 | * O Pater, anne aliquos ad coelum hinc ire putandum est Sublimes animas, iterumque ad tardá reverti Corpora? |
A49887 | * Quae vobis, quae digna, viri, pro talibus ausis Praemia posse rear solvi? |
A49887 | * Quid non mortalia pectora cogis Auri sacra fames? |
A49887 | * Quid non mortalia pectora 〈 ◊ 〉 Auri sacra fames? |
A49887 | * Quis tibi tunc, Dido, cernenti talia sensus? |
A49887 | * What, says he to them, is there none of the Gods dare defend Thebes against me? |
A49887 | * Ye brave young Men, what equal Gifts can we; What Recompence for such Deserts Decree? |
A49887 | And can this be applied to the Character of Achilles? |
A49887 | And did he intreat them to teach him, that''t is an Error to pray to them, and a mistake to expect any thing from them? |
A49887 | And is not a Man''s Reason strangely shock''d at this? |
A49887 | And is not this what Horace says of the Character of Achilles? |
A49887 | And the Means used to accomplish that End, was it not that Treachery with which the Romans have always upbraided the Carthaginians? |
A49887 | And would Turnus have done less, had he had the same Advantage? |
A49887 | And would not such a Conduct have been more Conformable to the Nature of Epick Poesie, which excludes every thing that is foreign to the main purpose? |
A49887 | But I am ashamed, continues he, to defie the lesser Deities: Jupiter do thou come, for who else is more worthy to cope with me? |
A49887 | But can an Author put nothing into his Poem, but what is purely the Matter of it? |
A49887 | But could not a Souldier have leave to pass a Compliment upon her for a few Minutes or so? |
A49887 | But does it put an End to all the Troubles and Dangers of Aeneas? |
A49887 | But if a Man writes an Epopéa in Prose, would it be an Epick Poem? |
A49887 | But shall Achilles endure, that so near and dear a Friend should be butcher''d before his face, and in his Armour too, without revenging the Deed? |
A49887 | But suppose the imitated Action be taken out of History, would this pass for a Fiction? |
A49887 | But what Action could he take thence, which might furnish him with a Revolution and Establishment of Government, that was proper to his purpose? |
A49887 | But what signifies it( may some one say) if Homer had a mind to lay down Instructions of Morality? |
A49887 | But what signifies it? |
A49887 | But why so? |
A49887 | But would not a bare Recital of a few Lines, that such a Relation was given him, have been sufficient? |
A49887 | But yet will any Man say, that his killing them with Javelins is not part of the Subject? |
A49887 | Can any one think that''t is natural for Shepherds to say like his? |
A49887 | Can any thing be more moving than the Ingenious application Virgil makes? |
A49887 | Can he shift off the Challenge Aeneas had sent him? |
A49887 | Can we not have recourse to arms? |
A49887 | Does he pretend by this Doctrine, and by these Instances to overthrow what we have cited out of that very treatise of Poetry? |
A49887 | Does it not reflect upon the Hero and the God too? |
A49887 | Et quidnam egregium prosternere moenia molli Structa Lyra? |
A49887 | For have we not examples of these Expressions and Figures in Sacred Writ, and the true Religion? |
A49887 | For how could any one write like Silius, without thinking on the particular Action and Name of Hannibal? |
A49887 | For pray what part of the subject of the Thebaid is either the Cause, or the Effect of the Massacre at Lemnos? |
A49887 | For this small number of good Women, how many bad ones are there, or at least such as bring a great deal of Mischief upon this Hero? |
A49887 | For where''s the difficulty to raise the Ramparts that were raised by a Harp? |
A49887 | From whence then proceed these grave and moderate Sentences, and these fine Moral Reflections? |
A49887 | Has he invoked the Deities to inspire him with that, with which''t is impossible they should inspire him? |
A49887 | His words are these: But who did ever in French Authors see The Comprehensive English Energy? |
A49887 | How comes it then that Pastorals please in spight of the falsity of the Characters, which ought always to shock us? |
A49887 | How comes it to pass that he never does this? |
A49887 | How could so many Redoubted Princes endure this Unworthy and Foolish exposing of a Child without the least necessity for it? |
A49887 | How deep thy sighs? |
A49887 | How far is this from the Maeonian Stile? |
A49887 | How many Gods and Machines does Virgil make use of to raise the storm, which casts Aeneas upon Carthage? |
A49887 | How many are there, that put a higher value on the Warlike Vertues of Achilles, and I will add even on those of Turnus, than on those of Aeneas? |
A49887 | How then comes it to pass that they judge thus? |
A49887 | How then could Aeneas dare to undertake his Settlement in Italy, which was then a business of the highest Consequence to him? |
A49887 | If that''s deny''d, What can be granted me? |
A49887 | If they are possess''d with the Sorrow, fear, and expectation of some dreadful thing? |
A49887 | Is it not that Virgil has prejudic''d every one for Theocritus, having done to no other the honour of imitating and copying him? |
A49887 | Is not this plainly the Design of Virgil? |
A49887 | Is this a Beginning? |
A49887 | Is this at all Probable? |
A49887 | Let him be arm''d like us, what Enterprize Dare he then undertake, all Hero as he is? |
A49887 | Lucius begins thus: How sad a task do your Commands impose That must renew unsufferable Woes? |
A49887 | May not a Man therefore put all these into one single Epopéa? |
A49887 | Milo asks Battus why he does not Reap as fast as he used to do? |
A49887 | Non socios, non ipsum absumere ferro Ascanium? |
A49887 | Now what Moral Goodness is there in all these Inclinations? |
A49887 | Now what, according to this account, can be more Great and Noble? |
A49887 | Or did this learned Philosopher take them for real Vertues? |
A49887 | Or is it not rather that the Learned have a taste that uses to nauseate what is Delicate and Genteel? |
A49887 | Or of any of the Adventures of Jason? |
A49887 | Or thou Hercules? |
A49887 | Pedius quid? |
A49887 | Protendensque manus, Agimus, pro Juppiter, inquit, Ante rates causam,& mecum confert ur Ulysses? |
A49887 | Quid feret hic tanto dignum promissor hiatu? |
A49887 | Quis talla fando, Myrmidonum, Dolopûmve, aut duri miles Vlyssel, Temperet à Lacrymis? |
A49887 | Quosve dabas gemitus, cum littora ferrere late Prospiceres ex arce summa? |
A49887 | Shall a French Man, or any Man now a days pretend that he is better qualified to Criticise upon Homer than Aristotle was? |
A49887 | Shall this Stranger go off so? |
A49887 | Should not Virgil have done his Hero rather than Turnus this Honour? |
A49887 | Statis? |
A49887 | The Dastardly off- spring of this infamous City? |
A49887 | The Quarrel of these two Brothers ended with their Deaths: which is an exact End? |
A49887 | This was an Ingenious Repartee: But upon what account does Agamemnon upbraid Pyrrhus for being born in an Island? |
A49887 | Upon devouring his very Brains? |
A49887 | Upon drinking the Blood that gush''d from him? |
A49887 | Upon such sure grounds as these he builds all his Notions; and having such Masters and Patterns to go by, Who can doubt of his Success? |
A49887 | V. Whether the Hero of the Poem ought to be an Honest Man, or no? |
A49887 | V. Whether the Hero of the Poem ought to be an honest Man, or no? |
A49887 | WHAT has he done, that''s worthy to be prais''d, But what another might, if Jove had pleas''d? |
A49887 | Was Aristotle ignorant of these continual Extravagancies of Achilles? |
A49887 | Was it only Fiction, that there was a Design of translating in Africk the Empire of the World, which was destin''d for Italy? |
A49887 | Was not this Hero brave enough to fight Turnus alone, and valiant enough to Conquer him? |
A49887 | What a Dust do I make? |
A49887 | What bold Attempts dost thou Excite poor Mortals too? |
A49887 | What can one think of those who take so much Delight and Pleasure in that which is the most shameful and criminal in our Passions? |
A49887 | What does gentle Pedius say? |
A49887 | What is more Usual and Proper among Warriours, than Anger, Heat, Passion, and Impatience of bearing the least Affronts and Disrespects? |
A49887 | What is to be done then in this case by a Prince so valiant as Aeneas, and so affectionate and tender towards his Subjects? |
A49887 | What more Natural and Usual Obstacle do they who take Voyages meet with than the Sea, the Winds, and the Storms? |
A49887 | What signifies? |
A49887 | What then are these Muses, and this Venus to which he addresses himself? |
A49887 | What? |
A49887 | When from thy Tower above Thou sawst the Phrygians in such order move, And heardst the tumult of the Clamorous Sea? |
A49887 | Where art thou Bacchus? |
A49887 | Where is there any need then of this foreign Assistance? |
A49887 | Who can resist thy sway? |
A49887 | Who is there but at first fight will take this Verse of Virgil for a Sentence, and for an Admonition to be just and pious? |
A49887 | Who would believe that this same Romantick Hero would fight at fifty cuffs with a Young Prince for the Wall? |
A49887 | Who would think then but this Hero was very well settled, and the Poem at an end? |
A49887 | Would he teach us that the Subject and Matter of a Poem ought not to be a Whole, and an Entire and Compleat Action, but only a part of an Action? |
A49887 | Would they have bestow''d one tear upon the Natural death of a person of his Age, who had so little to do in this Poem? |
A49887 | Ye brave young men, what equal gifts can we, What Recompence for such desert, decree? |
A49887 | [* Is it possible, that there should be any Souls here so fond of returning again upon the Earth, and of being imprisoned once more in a body?] |
A49887 | and who turn all infamous Amours into such Gallantries as an honest man and a generous Cavalier may reckon among his good Fortunes? |
A49887 | nor meet This fraud with fraud? |
A49887 | not burn this wicked Fleet? |
A49887 | on that day? |
A49887 | they said, Must we poor wearied Souls endure again The rage and fury of the Savage Main? |
A49887 | ubi infandae telluris alumni Bacchus& Alcides? |
A49887 | what a Dust do I make? |
A49887 | who make of them the most moving and tenderest Passages of their Poems? |
A49887 | — Quid, cum est Lucilius ausis, Primus in hunc operis componere carmina morem? |
A49887 | † But is she incensed against him? |
A49887 | † Improbe Amor quid non morta ● … pectora cogis? |
A49887 | † Quis Colchus, aut quis sedes incertae Scytha Commisit? |
A49887 | † Quo moriture tuis majoraque viribus audes? |
A49887 | ‡ Quid in eversa vidi crudelius urbe? |
A49887 | ‡ Vultis& his mecum pariter considere regnis? |
A36301 | And did not Nature,( if Nature did any thing) infuse into him this desire of knowledge, and so this corruption in him, into us? |
A36301 | And do we not with pleasure behold the painted shape of Monsters and Devils, whom true, we durst not regard? |
A36301 | And lastly, of these men which die the Allegoricall death of entring into Religion, how few are found fit for any shew of valiancy? |
A36301 | And o''er my limbs with thy dull setters creep? |
A36301 | And what reason is there to clog any woman with one man, be he never so singular? |
A36301 | Are chastity, temperance, and fortitude gifts of the minde? |
A36301 | Are not your wits pleased with those jests, which cozen your expectation? |
A36301 | Are these books which are written of the Jurisdiction of the Pope, to any better use than Physicians Lectures of Diseases, and of Medicines? |
A36301 | Are we not more delighted with seeing Birds, Fruits, and Beasts painted then we are with Naturals? |
A36301 | Besides, why should those things which belong to you, be imployed to preserve from diseases, or to procure long life? |
A36301 | But must you therefore have access to this secret place? |
A36301 | But was it fit that this fellow, should dare either to deride you, or( which is the greater injury) to teach you? |
A36301 | But why this in the Nose? |
A36301 | Can our Lucifer or his followers have any honour from that Star Lucifer, which is but Ve ● … us? |
A36301 | Can she be a good guide to us, which hath corrupted not us only but her self? |
A36301 | DId he know that our Age would deny the Devils possessing, and therefore provided by these to possesse men and kingdomes? |
A36301 | DOth it direct all the venom to the heart? |
A36301 | Do not men believe? |
A36301 | Do they hope to cure their diseases by talking and preaching as it were with charms and enchantments? |
A36301 | Doe you think to win our Lucifer to your part, by allowing him the honour of being of the Race of that Starre? |
A36301 | FOulness is Lothsome: can that be so which helps it? |
A36301 | For what should he doe? |
A36301 | Hath your raising up of the earth into heaven, brought men to that confidence, that they build new towres or threaten God again? |
A36301 | Have they so many advantages and means to hurt us( for, ever their loving destroyed us) that we dare not displease them, but give them what they will? |
A36301 | He therefore cryed out, What hath Nerius done? |
A36301 | How clear a witnesse of this liberality is Leo the tenth? |
A36301 | I Mean not of fals Alchimy beauty, for then the question should be inverted, Why are the falsest fairest? |
A36301 | IS it because it is nearer the earth? |
A36301 | IS it because others tending busily Churches preferment, neglect study? |
A36301 | If in Kissing or breathing upon her, the painting fall off, thou art angry, wilt thou be so, if it stick on? |
A36301 | If she should prostitute her self to a more unworthy man than thy self, how earnestly and justly wouldst thou exclaim? |
A36301 | If then the valiant kill himself, who can excuse the Coward? |
A36301 | In what Kingdome have they corrected these humours which offend the Pope, either by their Incision or cauterising? |
A36301 | Is any habit of young men so fantastike, as in the hottest seasons to be double- gowned or hooded like our Elders? |
A36301 | Is he an Innovator thundred Ignatius? |
A36301 | Is it because the works of Venus want shadowing, covering, and disguising? |
A36301 | Is there so much mercy in this disease, that it provides that one should not smell his own stinck? |
A36301 | Must the old Proverb, that Old dogs bite sorest, be true in all kinde of dogs? |
A36301 | Nor is it because the delicatest blood hath the best spirits, for what is that to the flesh? |
A36301 | Or because that should pay purely, for which pure things are given, as Love, Honor, Iustice and Heaven? |
A36301 | Or do they out of this motion of the earth conclude, that there is no hell, or deny the punishment of sin? |
A36301 | Or do we lend them souls but for use, since they for our sakes, give their souls again, and their bodies to boot? |
A36301 | Or do we somewhat( in this dignifying of them) flatter Princes and great Personages that are so much governed by them? |
A36301 | Or doth a familiarity with greatness, and daily conversation and acquaintance with it breed a contempt of all greatness? |
A36301 | Or doth it seldom come into innocent hands, but into such as for former foulness you can not discern this? |
A36301 | Or if she also have a guide, shall any Creature have a better guide then we? |
A36301 | Or in o ● … ntation of the greatness of his Kingdome, which even division can not shake, doth he send us these which disagree with all the rest? |
A36301 | Or is it because bribing should not be discovered? |
A36301 | Or is there in true History no Precedent or Example of it? |
A36301 | Or knowing that our times should discover the Indies, and abolish their Idolatry, doth he send these to give them another for it? |
A36301 | Or perchance some die so, but are not therefore worthy the remembring or speaking of? |
A36301 | Painter, whose face is that I see? |
A36301 | SHall she be guide to all Creatures, which is her self one? |
A36301 | Shut thy purse- mouth, Old Trot, And let''s appeal; VVho''d without sauce taste so deform''d a Meal? |
A36301 | Spiritus ut major quam muliebris inest? |
A36301 | The affections of lust and anger, yea even to err is natural, shall we follow these? |
A36301 | Then in this idleness imagined in God, what could kill the world but it self, since out of it, nothing is? |
A36301 | To whom Lucifer said: And who are you? |
A36301 | VVhat wife like mine hath any Husband known? |
A36301 | VVhy are Courtiers sooner Atheists, then men of other conditions? |
A36301 | VVhy are Statesmen most incredulous? |
A36301 | VVhy die none for Love now? |
A36301 | VVhy doe Great men of all dependants, choose to preserve their little Pimps? |
A36301 | VVhy doe women delight much in Feathers? |
A36301 | VVhy doth not Gold soyle the Fingers? |
A36301 | VVhy doth the Pox so much affect to undermine the Nose? |
A36301 | WHo can doubt, Donne, where I a Poet bee? |
A36301 | WHy dost besiege mine eyes, untimely Sleep? |
A36301 | What cares he whether the earth travel, or stand still? |
A36301 | What good, what profit comes by all this? |
A36301 | What have you compassed even in Physick it self, of which we Iesuits are ignorant? |
A36301 | When will your valiant man die of necessity? |
A36301 | Who''s this, Painter? |
A36301 | Why Venus- Star only doth cast a shadow? |
A36301 | Why Venus- star only doth cast a shadow? |
A36301 | Why are New Officers least oppressing? |
A36301 | Why are new Officers least oppressing? |
A36301 | Why are statesmen most incredulous? |
A36301 | Why die none for Love now? |
A36301 | Why do Women delight much in Feathers? |
A36301 | Why do great men of all dependants, chuse to preserve their little Pimps? |
A36301 | Why doth not Gold soyl the fingers? |
A36301 | Why doth the Poxe soe much affect to undermine the Nose? |
A36301 | Why hath the common Opinion afforded Women Soules? |
A36301 | Why have Bastards best Fortune? |
A36301 | Why is Venus- star multinominous, called both Hesperus& Vesper? |
A36301 | Why is there more Variety of Green then of other Colours? |
A36301 | Why may not we relye upon the Wit of Women, when once, the Church delivered over her self to a Woman- Bishop? |
A36301 | Wil not this serve, Sleep? |
A36301 | Will he die when he is rich and happie? |
A36301 | do they not live just as they did before? |
A36301 | doth the minde so follow the temperature of the body, that because those complexions are aptest to change, the mind is therefore so? |
A36301 | have they not ever been only exercised in speculations, and in preparatory doctrins? |
A36301 | how earnestly did both Pelagius and the Pope strive by their letters to draw the Empress to their side? |
A36301 | how unable a guide is that which follows the temperature of our slimie bodies? |
A36301 | or this Baseness, Humility? |
A36301 | or to perfume her breath? |
A36301 | perchance such constitutions have the best wits, and there is no proportionable subject, for womens wit, but deceit? |
A36301 | shall I suffer this, when all my disciples have laboured all this while to prove to the world, that all the Popes before his time did use that name? |
A36301 | shall a wise man, which may not only not envy, but not pitty this Monster, do nothing? |
A36301 | to burnish her teeth? |
A36301 | to mend by shooing her uneven lameness? |
A36301 | vvhat Fool will call this Cowardlyness, Valour? |
A36301 | vvhy do they chain these slaves to the Gallies, but that they thrust their deaths, and would at every loose leap into the Sea? |
A36301 | was not the first Man, by the desire of knowledge, corrupted even in the whitest integrity of Nature? |
A36301 | what Sceliton on have they provided for the instruction of posterity? |
A36301 | what hath he or his followers put in execution? |
A36301 | what part, what member of this languishing body have they undertaken? |
A36301 | what state have they cut up into an Anatomy? |
A36301 | which are at least two hundred? |
A36301 | who forbids his beloved to gird in her waste? |
A36301 | why are Courtiers sooner Atheists then men of other conditions? |
A36301 | why dost cal me Cuckold? |
A36301 | why should we except Women? |
A36301 | wil not al this fright thee? |
A01793 | ( quoth hee) why did not I my selfe there keepe? |
A01793 | 14 COmfort thy selfe old Mops,& doe not weepe What need''st thou woman such a whyning keepe? |
A01793 | 18 RAlus why did''st thou hoyst and beare thy sayles soe high? |
A01793 | A man? |
A01793 | AMbitious girle, why altred I my state? |
A01793 | ANd praie now why is there noe likelyhood That Agus should doe his yong wife noe good? |
A01793 | ASke who they be? |
A01793 | And effer trink coot trynk? |
A01793 | And he noe honour which entrencheth growndes? |
A01793 | And therefore Tatlus, why art such a one, To thinke that Agus sonne, is not his sonne? |
A01793 | And what is hee that Serving- men should see, To gape, as waite? |
A01793 | And why? |
A01793 | Art rising Iynn? |
A01793 | Art turn''d from grimm- face''t Mars his valiaunce, To smiling Venus hir tempting daliaunce? |
A01793 | Awaie plaine foole: think''st Souldiers doe delight In such discourse? |
A01793 | But ear''ste tou me Zibb? |
A01793 | But harke thee Wart? |
A01793 | But now, nor gowne, nor nothing else you want, What can you aske? |
A01793 | But on the short: with which when shee dus meete On that shee feedes; and why? |
A01793 | But wilt a states- man serue? |
A01793 | CLow ● ● ● of late a Compleate Knight ● as made, Dares anie saie, his Sire got''s wealth by th''spade? |
A01793 | COtts pluttronells hir was appused bee Hir was a shent leman all worl was see Was not hir father effer wheare coot freez? |
A01793 | Can''st flatter man? |
A01793 | Cann Courtyers saie this is a goodly weather? |
A01793 | Cann Courtyers sighing by their Looues, thus saie? |
A01793 | Canst drabb, dice, drincke, or''s wenching luste fulfill? |
A01793 | Canst neither daunce, nor sing? |
A01793 | Canste hawke, hunte; or haste the hors- mans skill? |
A01793 | Deserues he honour which entrencheth Townes? |
A01793 | Did''st euer see mee in this pulling passe? |
A01793 | Did''st think that Eolus would ever prooue soe kinde? |
A01793 | Doe not they Woemen keepe? |
A01793 | Dordrecht:[ 1616?] |
A01793 | Dust heare me Poet- asse? |
A01793 | Dust''heare me Tom? |
A01793 | Faith Sam, what luck had''st thou soe well to speede? |
A01793 | Faith speake, deserueth not that glasse a knock That harbours apes, to giue such apes a mock? |
A01793 | Fare- well, I''le tell hir, sh''as a waggish man, Satire 30 I Could allowe your suite; but doe you her ●? |
A01793 | Fewe big- fast Lordes: push, of Lordes what doe I prate? |
A01793 | For doe you heare? |
A01793 | God morrowe Sir; How doe ye sir to daye? |
A01793 | HAng Tom: what hee? |
A01793 | HOw? |
A01793 | Harke Would by- wise? |
A01793 | Hast thou a legg more bigg then anie Oake? |
A01793 | Hast thou a paunch wherein may Armies h ● dd, As in the Gretian Horse long since there did? |
A01793 | He followe plowe? |
A01793 | He knowes inconstancie in loue''s a blott What''s in a booke to yeild delight to man? |
A01793 | He spake him faire, and tooke but what hee had, Then what need''st''weepe old girle? |
A01793 | How happs tha''st made me of a Dwarfish stature? |
A01793 | I Praie you speake is not this tyme growne straunge, When feeble woemen vnto warriours chaunge? |
A01793 | I faith,( but tell mee) sometimes dust not gesse That Iupiter vnto thy Mother had accesse? |
A01793 | I fayth Sir noe, Hee le be more constanter I hope then soe Has not he vowd''his thoughts too''th good ale pot ●? |
A01793 | I knowe you doe: Will you be silent then? |
A01793 | I praie, may but a man without authority Demaund what is become of this same Dorithie? |
A01793 | I tell thee th''art too Plaine: Why man? |
A01793 | I will not faith: good- lord y''are such a man, I hope you''le rest: hee will bee here a nan: Y''are such an other: whoo''d thinke you such a one? |
A01793 | I ● my boy Tom; wat zest? |
A01793 | I ● st cause the boie is such a chopping ladd? |
A01793 | I''de not ha thought you would haue vs''d mee soe, How is my colour? |
A01793 | I''m in a fine case to goe to hir sir: Fie Iohn: are not you sham''d to keepe this stirr? |
A01793 | Iames a man? |
A01793 | If lesse? |
A01793 | If not? |
A01793 | If sadd? |
A01793 | If this bee all? |
A01793 | If thou think''st soe? |
A01793 | Indeed- la sir I''le doo''t What I? |
A01793 | Is dubb a dubb Bellonas warlike noates, Chaung''d to fa la la, streind through shrill Evnukes throates? |
A01793 | Is hee a gull which bouzeth night by night With''s betters? |
A01793 | KNowe you not him with Peacock- spreading- plumes? |
A01793 | Knowe you not him? |
A01793 | LAminus, often times t''hast asked mee, Why Lambas hanged was? |
A01793 | LOrd, what meane you Gossipp? |
A01793 | Leauing old Madge at home to feed the Sow, Ka Tom too''s Father; Vather earste tou mee? |
A01793 | Let thy comparissons mount vp tooth''skye: Saie, what are Kinges but men? |
A01793 | Lond in harte? |
A01793 | MEtamorphiz''d Mick: where''s thy Target man? |
A01793 | MIlda? |
A01793 | Maz wiue Zibb- la, watt ze''st? |
A01793 | Must I bee serued thus? |
A01793 | My creditt Sir: my reputation''s deare, What greater blott could to my Credit bee? |
A01793 | My hart''s enflam''d to heare how Iack''s abus''d, Is hee a gull that ne''re wil bee at stand To- paye these Tailors all their whole demaund? |
A01793 | NOll has the skill to winn and woe a wife, Then why should Noll( praie) lead a single life? |
A01793 | Oh blame them not; for( faith la) doe ye heare? |
A01793 | Or cause hee is not hair''d like his old dadd? |
A01793 | Or thigh whose bone will bide a Canon stroake? |
A01793 | PRatus; thou art a Busie- bodie growne ● oo talkatiue''Pon matters not thy owne What though the Spanyard, Pope, and Divell plotts? |
A01793 | STeltus? |
A01793 | Satire 13 AS Iynn and Pegg did in their Couches lie, Thus did sweete Pegg yong Iynn instructifie, Why Iynn wutt ne''re leaue poring on a booke? |
A01793 | Satire 29 WHy Iohn quoth Nan, I praie nowe Iohn forbeare: You''le not a done, Ifaith I''le hitt your eare, whoo''d bee a Chamber- maide? |
A01793 | Satire 72. WHo would not follow Warrs that has his witt? |
A01793 | Shame you not to putt mee in this heate? |
A01793 | Shee''d rise and make hir readie: out alas, How will shee tie hir shoes and want hir glasse? |
A01793 | Shee''s sildome seeue the tale long grasse deuowre: And why? |
A01793 | So: Now hee''s well, but heare yee? |
A01793 | Speake great- smale- man, what would''st thinke on thy selfe? |
A01793 | T is great; I wondrous great, then how comes it That too''t my body thou soe I''ll did''st fitt? |
A01793 | T is true( Inraged- man) that at one stroake,( E''re now) thou hast made fall the sturdi''st Oake, But what is one Oakes fall? |
A01793 | That none expected but thou''dst sayle into the skye? |
A01793 | The cause why thou great Ioues high Throne hast kist, I pry thee tell whereon it doth consiste? |
A01793 | The imprint is fictitious: printed 1616? |
A01793 | Then faugh shee cries: out on t: what''s this dus smell? |
A01793 | These bee noe gulls I''me sure: but if they bee? |
A01793 | They knowe that asking, shall I enter in? |
A01793 | This Raine( alack) is to to badd for hay, Or thrice in one houre aske them what''s a clock? |
A01793 | To blabb, or tell a ● atling tale of thee, Should I gaine ought to saie thou louest Iohn? |
A01793 | To make his Beaste( while he gets vp) stand still, Hee dares not mount; Ridus how shall he doe? |
A01793 | To proue the same let''s to the Bee- hiue goe, Why did dame Nature giue the Bee a sting? |
A01793 | To see Death; what is hee that would not feare? |
A01793 | VVHy Matrita, what will it praie boote mee? |
A01793 | VVHy Tom quoth Tharsus th''art deceiued quite, I still continewe Courtier by this light Thou look''dst I should haue cal''d: Sir, doe yee heare? |
A01793 | VVHy how now drowsie Dick? |
A01793 | Vnmask''t, and sittith''boote without a fann, Speake: could you Iudge hir lesse then bee some man? |
A01793 | W ● lt wait on''s daughter? |
A01793 | WHat''s a gull, that Iack of gull''● ye is accus''d? |
A01793 | WHerein dus Ouids Eccho that sweete am''rous Nimph; Excell the Ladie Delphis our most heau''nly Imph? |
A01793 | WIdowes? |
A01793 | WIl t bee a Serving- man? |
A01793 | WIll Lestas loue his booke? |
A01793 | Well: what a this? |
A01793 | Were Nan noe wanton, shee''d my humor fitt, But Nan has wantonnes vnto hir witt, Yet Wealthus giue me Nan, for doe you heare? |
A01793 | What I( quoth hee?) |
A01793 | What chaung''d into a lisping Ladies fann? |
A01793 | What crying? |
A01793 | What he s he don''t? |
A01793 | What though thou neuer wast''foreseiged Towne With thunder- threatniug Gnnns to gunn it downe ● Or complete arm''d vppon a fitie steed? |
A01793 | What''s in a Souldiers minde''s in mine: then why To my great minde soe smale a man am I? |
A01793 | What, he yee brought it? |
A01793 | Where ● ouers put their loues, there doe you looke To bee inrouled, and put in my booke: i th''midle, and before,( cann I doe lesse?) |
A01793 | Why foole was thyne( as hissen was) too shorte? |
A01793 | Why horson foole, was''t not done in thy drinke? |
A01793 | Why leaden- harted- man, why hadst thou birth But to consume thy time in sprightfull mirth? |
A01793 | Why what''s Plaine dealing? |
A01793 | Wil''t please you taste( e''re goe) a cupp of beare? |
A01793 | Wilt Tom ka hee? |
A01793 | Wilt follow his yong sonn? |
A01793 | Y''are troubled sore: what he yee else te tend? |
A01793 | Yet faith quoth shee why should wee fre ● t at man? |
A01793 | Yet pre now ste: What eyles sweet Pynck to groane? |
A01793 | Yet watt yee what still makes them two to parte? |
A01793 | Yet what a this? |
A01793 | You long to heare hir deedes? |
A01793 | a Earthly man? |
A01793 | ah hah, there''s a Lasse: How''s thy humor? |
A01793 | awaie; awaie: will bee thy cheere, With this adition, What makes this Asse heere? |
A01793 | fie how I doe blowe? |
A01793 | he maie vse this word my For sure the wayte on him which watchfull eye But shall I tell you howe? |
A01793 | his Rapire is not guilt, Hee fight? |
A01793 | knowe you not him? |
A01793 | my deare Luste( quoth he,) what shall I saie? |
A01793 | praie forbeare, My husband noates your often comming here, Soe soone as euer hee is gott toth''Plowe, You are here: praie la- bee: what ayle you now? |
A01793 | s''harte this is ex''lent fine, Thou pul''st,& snul''st: a great peece matter why? |
A01793 | scorning they should paye a mite Or is hee one that letts a Shorditch wench The goul den entrailes of his purse to drench? |
A01793 | thou art deceiued quite, Or think''st it pleasing to a schollers taste? |
A01793 | what art thou madd? |
A01793 | what ayel''st t''ou foole to whyne? |
A01793 | what halfe a sleepe? |
A01793 | where''s thy braines stretch? |
A01793 | why Iohn? |
A10279 | ''t is an Abraham, say you presently, Did you ever heare the like? |
A10279 | ( answered hee) Darest thou so rashly offend the secrets of the gods, and the Fates interpreter? |
A10279 | ( as a Divell ● old me) and asking what that was? |
A10279 | ( replied I, my heart failing mee) and whither goe you Mistresse Death? |
A10279 | A bow- legged Tailour went insulting, I have neither wine nor water to answer for, for I ever eate more than I drinke, but why doe they say I steale? |
A10279 | After that I had a while beheld them, I made shew of administring redres unto them, but they perceiving that I counterfeited, said, What would you? |
A10279 | All my demands are untwisted, but this; I pray you tell mee if there bee any poore in Hell? |
A10279 | All quivered with curses and imprecations, of which demanding the reason? |
A10279 | Am I faithlesse in those things which I have promised, as you are dayly? |
A10279 | And doth there any d ● sooner, than hee that precipitates himselfe? |
A10279 | And how many were there that had no bread, and yet felt the temptations of the flesh? |
A10279 | And of what doe you condemne mee, when there was never beast of my condition more peaceable? |
A10279 | And then remembring this sentence, Tell mee with whom thou conversest, and I will tell thee what thou art? |
A10279 | And thou my Will, Is it possible that thou refusest to make a truce for one poore moment? |
A10279 | And what are you, said I, whom I neither know nor understand? |
A10279 | And when the tumult was appeased, the Divell continuing said, Is my Champion absent? |
A10279 | Another called himselfe a Cutter; he was asked whether of Stone or Marble? |
A10279 | Another perceiving one to peere out of an hole where hee had hid himselfe, asked what hee was? |
A10279 | Are there any Poets in Hell, said I? |
A10279 | Are they then allsaved? |
A10279 | But I pray you, Why doe you place Detractours, and Tell- tales, in the Van next to your owne person? |
A10279 | But a little farther espying an obscure Dungeon, in which was heard a great jangling and clattering of chaines; I asked what place that was? |
A10279 | But concerning Magistrates of whom thou beginnest to speake, Can it bee possible that there are any Judges in Hell? |
A10279 | But methinkes thou speakest not of England,( said the Interrogatresse) Canst thou bee unmindfull of thine owne Soyle? |
A10279 | But what is all this to the purpose, said I? |
A10279 | But what is shee( said I) with so many severall faces, that fights against them? |
A10279 | But what paines doe they suffer( said I, feeling my selfe galled?) |
A10279 | But, I pray you, on whom will they raise these new impositions? |
A10279 | But, how goes the credit of the world? |
A10279 | Can I doe lesse? |
A10279 | Can it be( said I overwhelmed with marvell) that so good a lesson should proceed from the mouth of so mischievous a Doctour? |
A10279 | Can you bee so brutish, that you can not understand the sense of these words? |
A10279 | Can you except against this? |
A10279 | Cloathes, weare they not? |
A10279 | Coridon, what folly possesses thee? |
A10279 | Counsellours and Lawyers, How doe they thrive? |
A10279 | Did I marry my selfe to bee reveng''d of an inconstant Mistresse? |
A10279 | Did I not tell thee that the eyes were made to see, but that it is for the understa ● ding to make election? |
A10279 | Did I suffer my selfe to bee masterd by my Wife? |
A10279 | Did you ever aske of God your Soules rest? |
A10279 | Divers Divels driving before them Vintners and Tailours, a Lawyer peeping out of his Tombe, asked whither they went? |
A10279 | Doe you envy my content? |
A10279 | Dost thou marke what extreame griefe shee suffers? |
A10279 | Doth Venice stand yet? |
A10279 | Every one wondering, asked the Porter who hee was? |
A10279 | First of all the body, growes it not every day nearer and nearer to its Tombe? |
A10279 | For can there bee a more notorious Divell than a Flatterer? |
A10279 | Give mee leave therefore I pray you to commiserate the like misfortune, and to mixe my teares with these womens; and wherefore, said hee? |
A10279 | Ha, sighed I, in a cold sweat, Will you not let me weare my Cloathes? |
A10279 | Hast thou not heard that I have power to execute my soveraigne decrees? |
A10279 | Have I beene a slave to my money? |
A10279 | Have I boasted unto people that are below mee? |
A10279 | Have I consumed it in banquets? |
A10279 | Have I enhaunc''d the price of lanthornes, inkehornes, or posthornes? |
A10279 | Have I esteemed them happy that consume their dayes in Princes Courts, for the vanity of a momentary looke? |
A10279 | Have I rebelled against the potent, or hoped to renew my youth? |
A10279 | Have I strived to reforme Nature, and contested with her in colouring and poudering my haire? |
A10279 | Have I sworne untruths? |
A10279 | Have they promis''d thee to come againe, when thou hast need of them? |
A10279 | Hellish worldlings, said he, What would you with mee? |
A10279 | Houses, decay they not? |
A10279 | How can that bee, said I, that mercy should condemne, since that condemnation is an action of Justice? |
A10279 | How is it that you complaine of dying suddenly, when since your very birth, since you beganne the course of your life, Death was alwayes with you? |
A10279 | How many are there, said another Divell? |
A10279 | How stands the state of Europe? |
A10279 | How understandest thou that, said he? |
A10279 | How, World- thrive( said I) are you here? |
A10279 | How? |
A10279 | How? |
A10279 | I am such an one, a Bookeseller; Is it possible, said I? |
A10279 | I must acknowledge, grave Father, said I, that your advice is excellent: but, what are you? |
A10279 | I that without offending in part, am defamed in all, and made guilty of those things I am altogether ignorant of? |
A10279 | I thinke you spoke of Lovers,( said I) and because I am as well sensible of that infirmity as of Poetry, I would willingly know if there bee many? |
A10279 | I understand you not, said I, what are they? |
A10279 | I wonder( said I to the Intruder) that thou hast not reckoned Women among Theeves, knowing they are of the same mystery? |
A10279 | If Abraham have done no such foppery, of what folly can you accuse him? |
A10279 | If there are men condemned for selling and printing the evill workes of others, what shall become of the Writers, and those that practice them? |
A10279 | If this Prophesie should bee fulfilled, Could there be a greater good desired? |
A10279 | Is hee not an handsome man? |
A10279 | Is it an action of valour to forsake this way, for feare of the dangers that are in it? |
A10279 | Is not Death the end of all things? |
A10279 | Is there any thing destroyes so quickly, as the cavils and circumventions of entangling Lawyers? |
A10279 | Knowest thou what the value of an houre is? |
A10279 | Knowest thou, said Death, what these are? |
A10279 | Leave all these informations, said the stoutest of them, and let us compound; Ha, ha, said hee, that read the inditement, Doe you demand composition? |
A10279 | Mortall( said one) Why dost thou afflict thy selfe, and labour for uncertaine riches? |
A10279 | Must I then die? |
A10279 | Of what sort have you most, of beautifull or deformed? |
A10279 | One of them said I, I never oversold, I never sold but that which was just, why am I thus afflicted? |
A10279 | Seeing so many men of divers conditions inhabit your clime, Are there none there of those Horse- leeches, those plagues to Kingdomes, Projectours,& c? |
A10279 | Seest thou not that all is vanished, and lost in times swiftnesse? |
A10279 | Seest thou that Buffoone and Sycophant? |
A10279 | Seest thou those waxe lights, torches, and the rest of the hearse, who would not say but that they light and accompany something? |
A10279 | Sleepe, represents it not to the life the death of living man? |
A10279 | Stand? |
A10279 | T is no time now to complaine, said a Divell, Have you not heard being on Earth this Proverbe, Happy is the Childs whose Father goes to the Divell? |
A10279 | Taking the left hand, I saw a number of old men, tearing their flesh, and lamenting bitterly, and inquiring what they were? |
A10279 | The Amorous, doth hee not steale with his eyes? |
A10279 | The Apothecary, with health and sickenesse? |
A10279 | The Astrologer with Heaven? |
A10279 | The Chirurgion, with blood? |
A10279 | The Dancer, with his feet? |
A10279 | The Eloquent with his tongue? |
A10279 | The Lawyer, doth he not steale his Clients goods, with his knowledge, when hee perverts the sense of the Law? |
A10279 | The Lover, doth hee not steale a Virgins honour, with her owne consent? |
A10279 | The Musician, with his voyce and fingers? |
A10279 | The Physician, with death? |
A10279 | The horne, hath it found its end in mee? |
A10279 | The powerfull with his armes? |
A10279 | The valiant, with his hands? |
A10279 | Thine eyes, have they not betraid thee? |
A10279 | Thinke you that all that are wedded are married? |
A10279 | To what purpose is it that thou knowest many things, if thou dost not make a right use of them? |
A10279 | Unhappy Creature, said I, What art thou? |
A10279 | Upon what spleen was this way made( said I)? |
A10279 | Upon what then is thy judgement founded, that thou thinkest her so accomplisht? |
A10279 | Well, said the Divell, would you have beleeved that Women had been so inventive and ingenious to perdition? |
A10279 | What a Ninny- hammer hee is growne? |
A10279 | What are you, Good man, said I? |
A10279 | What doe you meane by poore said the Devill? |
A10279 | What have I done unto you? |
A10279 | What have I done, that many others have not done a thousand times more? |
A10279 | What have the dayes that are already past said unto thee? |
A10279 | What is more ordinarily seene in the World than dying and buriall? |
A10279 | What is spoken of more in the Pulpit? |
A10279 | What is that principall Streets name( said I) whither you will carry me? |
A10279 | What is your Ladiship, said I, you that speake so imperiously, and presume to bee respected, in a place where all are equall? |
A10279 | What lookest thou on, said Death? |
A10279 | What mean you? |
A10279 | What now remaines of the pleasures of thy passed life, and of thy first yeares, which were so sweet and delightfull? |
A10279 | What say you? |
A10279 | Where,( said she)? |
A10279 | Wherefore dost thou so much afflict him? |
A10279 | Wherefore dost thou so much feare Death,( said another)? |
A10279 | Wherefore then doe your scoundrell Poets afflict mee? |
A10279 | Whither shall I goe? |
A10279 | Who is there now that will take into his protection a poore woman? |
A10279 | Why doe I live after the losse of so deare and loving a Companion? |
A10279 | Why let you mee not alone, dead, and at rest? |
A10279 | Why, a very foole would not have done it? |
A10279 | Why, answered Judas, doe you complaine of that? |
A10279 | Why? |
A10279 | Wilt thou comfort them? |
A10279 | Wilt thou then inferre that there is no Justice upon Earth? |
A10279 | Would you take that man for a Tailour? |
A10279 | Wouldst thou have him condemned that holds nothing of the World, when none are damned but such as covet and enjoy it? |
A10279 | Yes, answered hee,''t is I; Who would ever have thought it? |
A10279 | Yes,( said hee) if the story of Astrea bee true, didst thou ever heare it? |
A10279 | Yet least opinion might deceive me, I enquired of one that stood at the Porch, what the reason might bee, of that unaccustomed privacy? |
A10279 | You that are a Pilgrim of the other World, who aske what torments mee? |
A10279 | Your owne Diseases, and those of others, knocke they not at all houres at the Gates of your Soules, remembring them that they must dislodge? |
A10279 | a bad Companion? |
A10279 | a desolate Widow? |
A10279 | a false friend? |
A10279 | an envious man? |
A10279 | an unmercifull Creditour? |
A10279 | and hast thou examined the worth of time? |
A10279 | and helpe her in distresse? |
A10279 | and is there not enough to make knifehandles, and shooing- hornes? |
A10279 | and life, is it not maintain''d by the death of beasts? |
A10279 | and that it is for something that all this funerall pompe is made? |
A10279 | and what doe you here? |
A10279 | and what have these to doe with Deaths Judgement Hall? |
A10279 | no body to my thinking doth him any harme; Friend, my Friend, What Fury bewitches you? |
A10279 | or a sonne, brother, or kinsman, that wishes you dead to get your wealth? |
A10279 | or beleeve that I might rely on that man, who at my perswasion betraied his friend that trusted in him? |
A10279 | or beleeved in Witches and framers of Nativities? |
A10279 | or credit that there might bee built any sure foundation on the slippery Wheele of Fortune? |
A10279 | or given it to Curtezans? |
A10279 | or have I rebelled against my superiours with it? |
A10279 | or played away my estate? |
A10279 | or read of more in good Bookes, than the frailty of life, and certainty of Death? |
A10279 | or taken delight in Hereticall Controversies, to bee accounted witty? |
A10279 | or the price of a day? |
A10279 | said I, Are there Apparitours here? |
A10279 | said I, with what despaire is this poore man transported? |
A10279 | said he, Doe you not know me? |
A10279 | said the other, If there were not so many contrivers of weddings, would there bee so many dead and desperate men? |
A10279 | that seemes to weepe and bemoane you when you are sicke, and yet cares not if the Divell had you? |
A10279 | the increase of Grace, his favours, and inspirations? |
A10279 | thou hast given but one life and are there so many Deaths? |
A10279 | to promise gifts to him, from whom you desire riches, and to whom all things belong? |
A10279 | was ever Ebony so blacke as her eye- browes? |
A10279 | what enchantments and fetters for a free Soule? |
A10279 | what is this? |
A10279 | what lightenings and thunder shot from her eyes? |
A10279 | what unknowne pleasures is hee master of, that in all liberty possesses a faire wife, who had not beene made but for the love of man? |
A10279 | whether or no the fire of Raimundus Lullius was to bee understood of lime, or of the effective light of heat, and not the effective heat of fire? |
A10279 | who despise that learning that is above your reach: Finde you any Gallimaufries in my Predictions? |
A10279 | would you not have curses heere, where there are so many match- makers, Lawyers, and imprecatours? |
A46439 | ''T is Fustian all;''t is execrably bad: But if they will be Fools, must you be mad? |
A46439 | ( For every Noose compar''d to Hers is cheap) Is there no City Bridge from whence to leap? |
A46439 | ( Yet what smooth Sycophant by thee can gain? |
A46439 | 12 Father of Rome, say what detested Clime Taught Latian Shepherds so abhorr''d a Crime? |
A46439 | 12 Why shou''d''st thou, who art an Old Fellow, hope to out- live me, and be my Heir, who am much Younger? |
A46439 | 18 Call''st thou that Slave a Man? |
A46439 | 24 Mark the pointed Spears That from thy Hand on his pierc''d Back he wears? |
A46439 | Ah, says the Youth, if we unkindly part, Will not the Poor fond Creature break her Heart? |
A46439 | And Roses( while his lowd Applause they Sing,) Stand ready from his Sepulcher to spring? |
A46439 | And ruin''d 4 him, who Greater than the Great, The stubborn Pride of Roman Nobles broke; And bent their Haughty Necks beneath his Yoke? |
A46439 | And think''st thou, Iove himself, with patience then, Can hear a Pray''r condemn''d by wicked men? |
A46439 | And thy large Fields where Falcons may be tyr''d? |
A46439 | And to his Honour''s lazy Levée run? |
A46439 | And was not t''other 24 Stripling forc''d to fly, Who, coldly, did his Patron''s Queen deny; And pleaded Laws of Hospitality? |
A46439 | And when his throbbing Lust extends the Vein, Have wherewithall his Whores to entertain? |
A46439 | And who wou''d not chuse to be lov''d better, rather than to be more esteem''d? |
A46439 | And why wou''d''st thou these mighty Morsels chuse, Of Words unchaw''d, and fit to choak the Muse? |
A46439 | And with one Crime content their Lust to Sin? |
A46439 | Apulian Farms for the Rich Soil admir''d? |
A46439 | Are not his Manes blest, such Praise to have? |
A46439 | Are we depriv''d of Will? |
A46439 | Art Thou to learn that in Another''s Gold Lie Charms resistless? |
A46439 | Art thou of ev''ry other Death bereft, No Knife, no Ratsbane, no kind Halter left? |
A46439 | Art thou so stupid grown, To think a Rich Man''s Faults can be unknown? |
A46439 | At length by Caesar the grand Question''s put: My Lords, your Judgment: Shall the Fish be cut? |
A46439 | Base Prostitute, thus dost thou gain thy Bread? |
A46439 | Be sur ● to turn the Penny, lye and swear, Ti ● wholsom sin: But Iove, thou say''st, will hear? |
A46439 | Because his Thunder splits some burly T ● ee, And is not darted at thy House and Thee? |
A46439 | Besides, whom can''st Thou think so much thy Friend ▪ Who dares appear thy Business to defend? |
A46439 | Born free, and not be bold? |
A46439 | Born, with the Curse and Anger of the Gods, And that indulgent Genius he defrauds? |
A46439 | But how did he return, this haughty Brave Who whipt the Winds, and made the Sea his Slave? |
A46439 | But how hard to make a Man appear a Fool, a Blockhead, or a Knave, without using any of those opprobrious terms? |
A46439 | But how return''d he, let us ask again? |
A46439 | But is none worthy to be made a Wife In all this Town? |
A46439 | But is one day of Ease too much to borrow? |
A46439 | But prithee tell me,(''t is a small Request) With what ill thoughts of Iove art thou possest? |
A46439 | But shall I not return? |
A46439 | But shall the Villain scape? |
A46439 | But tell me, Sir, what Perfume strikes the Air From your most Rev''rend Neck o''regrown with Hair? |
A46439 | But thou art nobly born;''t is true; go boast Thy Pedigree, the thing thou valu''st most: Besides thou art a Beau: What''s that, my Child? |
A46439 | But what avails the Rigour of their Doom? |
A46439 | But what of those lewd Miscreants must become, Who Preach Morality and Shake the Bum? |
A46439 | But where''s that Roman? |
A46439 | But who can Youth, let loose to Vice, restrain? |
A46439 | But why these frightful Wrinckles in thy Prime? |
A46439 | But, to thy Fortune be not thou a Slave; For what hast thou to fear beyond the Grave? |
A46439 | But, to what End these ways of sordid Gain? |
A46439 | But, what''s thy fulsom Parable to me? |
A46439 | But, when they praise me, in the Neighbourhood, When the pleas''d People take me for a God, Shall I refuse their Incense? |
A46439 | By Heav''n I never cou''d endure his sight; But say, how came his Monstrous Crimes to Light? |
A46439 | Call''st 18 thou that Slave a Man? |
A46439 | Call''st thou that Slave a Man? |
A46439 | Can He a Son to soft Remorse incite, Whom 6 Goals, and Blood, and Butchery delight? |
A46439 | Can They preach up Equality of Birth, And tell Us how we all began from Earth? |
A46439 | Can''st thou no other Master understand ▪ Than 20 him that freed thee, by the P ● aetor''s Wand? |
A46439 | Canst thou restore old Manners, or retrench Rome''s Pride, who com''st transparent to the Bench? |
A46439 | Consequently, what pleasure, what Entertainment can be rais''d from so pitiful a Machine? |
A46439 | Cou''d A ● inous Guests, with- hold From Scorn or Rage? |
A46439 | Cou''d he do this, and is my Muse controll''d By Servile Awe? |
A46439 | Cou''d such rude Lines a Roman Mouth become, Were any Manly Greatness left in Rome? |
A46439 | Did Famine to this Monst''rous Fact compell, Or did the Miscreants try this Conj''ring Spell, In time of Drought to make the Nile to swell? |
A46439 | Did I complain but now, and justly too, That the same Wine is not allow''d to you? |
A46439 | Did I for this abandon Wife and Bed? |
A46439 | Do I not see your Dropsy- Belly swell? |
A46439 | Do Scales and Fins bear Price to this Excess? |
A46439 | Do the Strings Answer to thy Noble hand? |
A46439 | Effeminate Roman, shall such Stuff prevail To tickle thee, and make thee wag thy Tail? |
A46439 | Ever a Glutton, at another''s Cost, But in whose Kithin dwells perpetual Frost? |
A46439 | Flatt''rers forsake him too; for who would kill Himself, to be Remembred in a Will? |
A46439 | For can the Glory of the swistest pace Procure him Food? |
A46439 | For does there Breath a Man, who can reject A general Fame, and his own Lines neglect? |
A46439 | For how can we possibly imagine this to be, since Varro, who was contemporary to Cicero, must consequently be after Lucilius? |
A46439 | For who wou''d Virtue for her self regard, Or We d, without the Portion of Reward? |
A46439 | For whom thy hoorded Bags in silence sleep? |
A46439 | Free, what and fetter''d with so many Chains? |
A46439 | From whence then comes Quintilian''s vast Estate? |
A46439 | Gave you, Crispinus, you this mighty Sum? |
A46439 | Good Lord, they Cry, what Ethiop Lips he has, How foul a Snout, and what a hanging Face? |
A46439 | Gracchus,''t is said, gave to his Trumpeter Four Hundred Sesterce''s — For what? |
A46439 | Great Son of Troy, who ever prais''d a Beast For being of a Race above the rest, But rather meant his Courage, and his Force? |
A46439 | HAS Winter caus''d thee, Friend, to change thy Seat, And seek, in 1 Sabine Air, a warm retreat? |
A46439 | Hadst thou full power( Rage asks no more) to kill, Or measure out his Torments by thy Will; Yet what cou''dst thou, Tormentor, hope to gain? |
A46439 | Hard set before, what cou''d the Ombites do? |
A46439 | Has he not Slaves about him? |
A46439 | Has not Virgil chang''d the Manners of Homer''s Hero''s in his Aeneis? |
A46439 | Hast thou not, yet, propos''d some certain End, To which thy Life, thy ev''ry Act may tend? |
A46439 | He lards with flourishes his long Harangue;''T is fine, say''st thou; what to be Prais''d and Hang? |
A46439 | He values not what they can say, or do; For who will dare a Mony''d Man to sue? |
A46439 | Hear''st thou the News, my Friend? |
A46439 | Him will I chuse: What him, of humble Birth, Obscure, a Foundling, and a Son of Earth? |
A46439 | Him, do''st thou mean, who, spight of all his store, Is ever Craving, and will still be Poor? |
A46439 | His Theme, as Fate wou''d have''t, was Fornication, And as i''th''fury of his Declamation, He cry''d, Why sleeps the Iulian Law, that aw''d This Vice? |
A46439 | Hold, hold; are all thy empty Wishes such? |
A46439 | How can they pay their Priests too much respect, Who Trade with Heav''n and Earthly Gains neglect? |
A46439 | How dare 19 you then your high Extraction plead? |
A46439 | How dear, how pleasant is a Childless Friend? |
A46439 | How little then to my poor share will fall? |
A46439 | How many Acres near the City Walls, Or new- built Palaces his own he calls? |
A46439 | How mightily wou''d Trebius be improv''d, How much a Friend to Virre, how belov''d? |
A46439 | How shall such Hypocrites Reform the State, On whom the Brothels can Recriminate? |
A46439 | How wou''d our Mountain Sires, return''d from Plow Or Battel, such a Silken Judge allow? |
A46439 | How, replies one, can any be more free? |
A46439 | I paid last Bout, and you must quit the Score:"Poor five 5 Sestertia have been all my Gains,"And what is that for such detested Pains? |
A46439 | IS this thy daily course? |
A46439 | If Horace refus''d the pains of Numbers, and the loftiness of Figures, are they bound to follow so ill a Precedent? |
A46439 | If Odours to thy Ashes he refuse, Or buys Corrupted Cassia from the Iews? |
A46439 | If then thy Lawful Spouse thou canst not love, What reason shou''d thy Mind to Marriage move? |
A46439 | If they had enter''d empty- handed, had they been ever the less Satyres? |
A46439 | In 4 C ● dar Tablets worthy to appear; That need not Fish, or Franckincense to fear? |
A46439 | In Nature''s Race, shou''d''st thou demand of me My 12 Torch, when I in course run after thee? |
A46439 | Iove grant me length of Life, and Years good store? |
A46439 | Is it for this they study? |
A46439 | Is not my Fortune at my own Command? |
A46439 | Is the Grande Sophos of Persius, and the Sublimity of Iuvenal to be circumscrib''d, with the meanness of Words and vulgarity of Expression? |
A46439 | Is the fault of Horace to be made the Virtue, and Standing Rule of this Poem? |
A46439 | Is this the All observing Age cou''d Gain, Or hast Thou known the World so long in vain? |
A46439 | Is thy Pallat sore? |
A46439 | Is''t not enough we shou''d our selves undo, But that our Children we must Ruin too? |
A46439 | Lies not the Turf more lightly on his Grave? |
A46439 | Mirth in Misery? |
A46439 | Must we not Wish, for fear of wishing Ill? |
A46439 | My Fellow Citizen I must commend, For what''s a Fleet to a bequeathing Friend? |
A46439 | My Friends Disgrace, And be the first lewd unthrift of my Race? |
A46439 | Non tu, in triviis, indocte, solebas, stridenti, miserum, stipula, disperdere carmen? |
A46439 | Not receive The loud Applauses which the Vulgar give? |
A46439 | Not wag my Finger, he replies? |
A46439 | Now ask, for whom her Friends and Fame she lost? |
A46439 | Now tell me truly, wou''dst thou change thy Fate To be, like him, first Minister of State? |
A46439 | Now what''s his End, O Charming Glory, say What rare fifth Act, to Crown this huffing Play? |
A46439 | Now, when she Sues? |
A46439 | Of such a Practise when 5 Vlysses told, What think you? |
A46439 | Old Virro did the Fatal Secret hear,( But Curse on Fame that bore it to his Ear) What soft Address his wooing did begin? |
A46439 | One will not do, hard Labour''d and hard Fed, How then shall Hungry two expect their Bread? |
A46439 | Or by the sound to judge of Gold and Brass; What piece is Tinkers Metal, what will pass? |
A46439 | Or can he Feast on Praise? |
A46439 | Or on such 〈 … 〉 a Quail forego? |
A46439 | Or rather, what disreputation is it to Horace, that Iuvenal Excels in the Tragical Satyre, as Horace does in the Comical? |
A46439 | Or that Male- Harlot, or that unfledg''d Boy, Eager to Sin, before he can enjoy? |
A46439 | Or were the Fruits and Flowers, which they offer''d, any thing of kin to Satyre? |
A46439 | Or which, of our Forefathers far''d so well As on seven Dishes at a private Meal? |
A46439 | Or who in Meroe, when the Breast reclin''d, Hangs o''re the Shoulder to the Child behind, And bigger than the Boy? |
A46439 | Pay, Sir, for what? |
A46439 | Pour Oyl; and pour it with a plenteous hand, Upon my Sallads, Boy: Shall I be fed With sodden Nettles, and a sing''d Sow''s head? |
A46439 | Riddle me this, and guess him if you can, Who bears a Nation in a single Man? |
A46439 | STill shall I hear, and never quit the Score, Stun''d with hoarse 1 Codrus Theseid, o''re and o''re? |
A46439 | Say, Goat, for whom this Mass of Wealth you heap? |
A46439 | Say, do''st thou yet the Roman Harp command? |
A46439 | Say, dost thou know 5 Vectidius? |
A46439 | Say, in what nasty Cellar, under Ground, Or what Church- Porch your Rogueship may be found? |
A46439 | Say, shou''d a Shipwrack''d Saylor sing his woe, Woud''st ▪ thou be mov''d to pity, or bestow An Alms? |
A46439 | Say, thundring Mars, from whence the Nettle sprung, Whose Venom first thy Noble Offspring stung? |
A46439 | Say, wou''d''st thou bear all this, to raise thy store From Six i''th''Hundred, to Six Hundred more? |
A46439 | Say, woud''st thou hinder me from this Expence? |
A46439 | Says 21 Phaedria to his Man, Believe me, Friend, To this uneasie Love I''le put an End: Shall I run out of all? |
A46439 | Shall I my Houshold Gods, and Genius, cheat, To make him rich, who grudges me my Meat? |
A46439 | Shall I my own, and her Desires refuse? |
A46439 | Shall I the Neighbours Nightly rest invade At her deaf Doors, with some vile Serenade? |
A46439 | Shall Perjury Grow Rich and Safe, and shall the Cheat be free? |
A46439 | Shall he be pla ●''d above me at the Board, In Purple Cloath''d ▪ and lolling like a Lord? |
A46439 | Shall this Man''s Elegies and t''others Play Unpunish''d Murther a long Summer''s day? |
A46439 | Shall we( cries one) permit This lewd Ro ● ancer and his Bantring Wit? |
A46439 | Shou''d''st thou demand of me, my Torch,& c. Why shou''d''st thou, who art an Old Fellow, hope to out- live me, and be my Heir, who am much Younger? |
A46439 | Some may, perhaps, demand what Muse can yield Sufficient strength for such a spacious Field? |
A46439 | Such is the Poet''s Lot: What luckier Fate Does on the Works of Grave Historians wait? |
A46439 | Such wrongs, what Wishing Woman cou''d have born? |
A46439 | Suppose I dip''d among the worst, and Stai ● s chose? |
A46439 | TELL me why, saunt''ring thus from Place to Place, I meet thee( Nevolus) with a Clouded Face? |
A46439 | Tell me, my Friend, from whence hadst thou the skill, So nicely to distinguish Good from Ill? |
A46439 | Than the unbounded Freedom of their Tongues? |
A46439 | That Bete, and Radishes will make thee roar? |
A46439 | That State- Court trick is now too open laid, Who now admires the 17 part old Brutus Play''d? |
A46439 | That he may loll at ease; and pamper''d high, When I am laid, may feed on Giblet Pye? |
A46439 | That, void of Care, he lolls supine in state, And leaves his Bus''ness to be done by Fate? |
A46439 | The Baits of Gifts, and Money to despise, And look on Wealth with undesirng Eyes? |
A46439 | The Poor dare nothing tell, but flatt''ring News: But shall I speak? |
A46439 | The Rakehells too pretend to Learning — Why? |
A46439 | The Rents of Five fair Houses I receive; What greater Honours can the Purple give? |
A46439 | The very Kinds are different: For what has a Pastoral Tragedy to do with a Paper of Verses Satirically written? |
A46439 | These are not Dishes for thy dainty Tooth: What, hast thou got an Ulcer in thy Mouth? |
A46439 | They swear, and such good Palates you shou''d trust, Who doubts the Relish of the first free gust? |
A46439 | Think''st thou one Man, is for one Woman meant? |
A46439 | Think''st thou thy Master, or thy Friends to cheat? |
A46439 | This to Me? |
A46439 | Thou can''st not wag thy Finger, or begin The least light motion, but it tends to si ● ▪ How''s this? |
A46439 | Thus Brib''d, thou thus bespeak''st him, tell me Friend( For I love Truth, nor can plain Speech offend,) What says the World of me and of my Muse? |
A46439 | Thus dost thou feed their Ears, and thus art fed? |
A46439 | Thy Fruitful Vineyards on Campanian Hills? |
A46439 | To Morrow early in Quirinus Vale I must attend — Why? |
A46439 | To have our Ancestors in Paint or Stone Preserv''d as Reliques, or, like Monsters, shewn? |
A46439 | To pass the Poets of Patrician Blood, What is''t the common Reader takes for good? |
A46439 | To what dir ● 〈 ◊ 〉 can we assign these Crimes, But to that reigning Atheism of the Times? |
A46439 | To whom is this Advice and Censure due? |
A46439 | Varillus cries, shall I fear Sextus Doom, Whose Haunches are the common Sink of Rome? |
A46439 | WHat''s the advantage, or the real Good, In traceing from the Source our ancient Blood? |
A46439 | Was it an Ease and Pleasure, cou''d''st thou say( Where Nature''s Law forbids) to force my way To the digested Meals of yesterday? |
A46439 | Were she to follow her own Lord to Sea, What doubts and scruples wou''d she raise to stay? |
A46439 | What Age so many Summer- Seats did see? |
A46439 | What Banquers loaded that Imperiall Board? |
A46439 | What Bribe hast thou prepar''d, To pull him, thus unpunish''d, by the Beard? |
A46439 | What Day''s so Sacred, but its Rest''s profan''d By violent Robbers, or by Murders stain''d? |
A46439 | What Fury wou''d possess thee with a Wife? |
A46439 | What Harvest rises from this labour''d Ground? |
A46439 | What House secure from noise the poor can keep, When ev''n the Rich can scarce afford to sleep? |
A46439 | What Musick, or Enchanting Voice, can chear A Stupid, Old, Impenetrable Ear? |
A46439 | What Oaths what Promises to draw me in? |
A46439 | What Poems think you soft? |
A46439 | What Revolution can appear so strange, As such a Leacher, such a Life to change? |
A46439 | What Scene so De ● art, or so full of Fright, As tow''ring Houses tumbling in the Night, And Rome on Fire beheld by its own Blazing Light? |
A46439 | What Sot attends My Brother, who Carves to my best of Friends? |
A46439 | What Two, Two Sons, thou Viper, in one day? |
A46439 | What Woman will not use the Poys''ning Trade, When Caesar''s Wife the Precedent has made? |
A46439 | What Youth, what Beauty, cou''d th''Adult''rer boast? |
A46439 | What age so large a Crop of Vices bore, Or when was Avarice extended more? |
A46439 | What aim''st thou at, and whither tends thy Care, In what thy utmost Good? |
A46439 | What care our Drunken Dames to whom they spread? |
A46439 | What conscious 3 Shrine, what Cell by thee unsought, Where Love''s dark Pleasures might be sold and bought? |
A46439 | What did the mighty Pompey''s Fall beget? |
A46439 | What does gentle ▪ 7 Pedius say? |
A46439 | What if I bring A Nobler Verse? |
A46439 | What if Men talk, and whispers go about, Pointing the Malice and its Author out? |
A46439 | What in the Conduct of our Life appears So well design''d, so luckily begun, But, when we have our wish, we wish undone? |
A46439 | What is the Charge, and who the Evidence( The Saviour of the Nation and the Prince?) |
A46439 | What made 30 Ventidius rise, and 31 Tullus Great, But their kind Stars, and hidden Pow''r of Fate? |
A46439 | What matter then how stately is the Arch Where his tir''d Mules flow with their Burden march? |
A46439 | What matter then how thick and long the Shade Through which by sweating Slaves he is convey''d? |
A46439 | What more Effectual to Revenge their Wrongs? |
A46439 | What more were Praefects then? |
A46439 | What proofs? |
A46439 | What room is left for Romans, in a Town Where Grecians Rule, and Cloaks control the Gown? |
A46439 | What shall I say, when rough December Storms? |
A46439 | What then remains? |
A46439 | What think you wou''d Pythagoras have sed Of such a Feast, or to what Desart fled? |
A46439 | What think you, Ponticus, your self might do, Shou''d any Slave, so lewd, belong to you? |
A46439 | What was the Face, for which she cou''d sustain To be call''d Mistress to so base a Man? |
A46439 | What well- fed Off''ring to appease the God, What pow''rful Present, to procure a Nod, Hast thou in store? |
A46439 | What''s Rome to me, what bus''ness have I there, I who can neither Lye nor falsly Swear? |
A46439 | What''s more prepost''rous than to see A Merry Beggar? |
A46439 | What, are you Dumb? |
A46439 | What, says his Lord? |
A46439 | What, start at this? |
A46439 | When Frosts, and Snow, have crampt their Naked Arms What Comforts without Money can I bring? |
A46439 | When Lust it self strikes thy Flint- Heart in vain?) |
A46439 | When does Haughty he, Descend to take a Glass once touch''d by thee? |
A46439 | When were the Dice with more Profusion thrown? |
A46439 | Where did you whet your Knife to Night, he cries, And shred the Leeks that in your Stomach rise? |
A46439 | Where does he resort? |
A46439 | Where now that labour''d Niceness in thy Dress, And all those Arts that did the Spark express? |
A46439 | Where we see the Success of the Battel, from the very beginning of it? |
A46439 | Where ● s all thy Father left? |
A46439 | Which of the two wou''d thy wi ● e Head declare The trustier Tutor to an Orphan Heir? |
A46439 | Whither wou''dst thou to chuse a Wi ● e resort, The Park, the Mall, the Play- house, or the Court? |
A46439 | Who Nobler could, or plainer things presage? |
A46439 | Who can behold that rank Old Letcher keep His Son''s Corrupted Wife, 18 and hope to sleep? |
A46439 | Who cheats for Half- pence, and who doffs his Coat, To save a Farthing in a Ferry- Boat? |
A46439 | Who eats and drinks with his Domestick Slaves; A verier Hind than any of his Knaves? |
A46439 | Who ever brought to his rich Daughter''s Bed The Man that poll''d but Twelve- pence for his Head? |
A46439 | Who ever nam''d a poor Man for his Heir ▪ Or call''d him to assist the Judging Chair? |
A46439 | Who fears, in Country Towns, a House''s fall, Or to be caught betwixt a riven Wall? |
A46439 | Who on a Friend so hopeless, such a Name As Father, wou''d a 〈 ◊ 〉 He ● bestow? |
A46439 | Who sees not now through the Lord''s thin disguise That long seem''d Fools to prove at last more wise? |
A46439 | Who stares in Germany at watchet Eyes? |
A46439 | Who taught the Parrot Human Notes to try, Or with a Voice endu''d the chatt''ring Pye? |
A46439 | Who wou''d expect the Daughter shou''d be other Than Common Punk, if 7 Larga be the Mother? |
A46439 | Who wou''d not Envy them, that Age of Bliss, That sees with Shame the Luxury of This? |
A46439 | Who wou''d not then swear Nevolus had sped, And Golden Show''rs were dropping on his Head? |
A46439 | Who, 36 Catiline, can boast a Nobler Line, Than thy lewd Friend Cethegus his, and thine? |
A46439 | Who, the Wretch Whose Lands beyond the Sabines largely stretch; Cover the Country; that a sailing Kite Can scarce o''reflye''em, in a day and night? |
A46439 | Whom midst the Alps do hanging throats surprize? |
A46439 | Whose windy Beans have stuff''t your Guts, and where Have your black Thumbs been dipt in Vinegar? |
A46439 | Why have I Learn''d, say''st thou, if thus confin''d ▪ I choak the Noble Vigour of my Mind? |
A46439 | Why hire they not the Town, not ev''ry thing, Since such as they have Fortune in a String? |
A46439 | Why lays he claim to Hercules his Strain, Yet dares be Base, Effeminate, and Vain? |
A46439 | Why name you Virgil with such Fops as these? |
A46439 | Why prithee what am I? |
A46439 | Why shou''d soft 1 Eabius impudently bear Names gain''d by Conquests in the Gallic War? |
A46439 | Why shou''d we offer to confine free Spirits to one Form, when we can not so much as confine our Bodies to one Fashion of Apparel? |
A46439 | Why stand''st thou picking? |
A46439 | Will He, who saw the Souldier''s Mutton Fist, And saw Thee maul''d, appear within the List; To witness Truth? |
A46439 | Will Trebius Fat of this? |
A46439 | Will they be satisfy''d to think on Spring? |
A46439 | Will you not now, the pair of Sages praise, Who the same End pursu''d, by several Ways? |
A46439 | Will you, a bold Intruder, ever learn To know your Basket, and your Bread discern? |
A46439 | With what Companion Cobler have you fed, On old Ox- cheeks, or He- Goats tougher Head? |
A46439 | With what Impatience must the Muse behold The Wife by her procuring Husband sold? |
A46439 | Wou''d not Donn''s Satires, which abound with so much Wit, appear more Charming, if he had taken care of his Words, and of his Numbers? |
A46439 | Wou''d not they Rejoyce, and Laugh, such Secrets to betray? |
A46439 | Wou''d starving 7 Ladas, had he leave to chuse, And were not frantick, the Rich Gout refuse? |
A46439 | Wou''dst thou prefer him to some Man? |
A46439 | Would''st thou become her Drudge who dost enjoy, A better sort of Bedfellow, thy Boy? |
A46439 | Wouldst thou be in thy turn by him ador''d? |
A46439 | Wouldst thou become his Patron and his Lord? |
A46439 | Yet still some Profit from their Pains may rise: But tell me, Priest, if I may be so bold, What are the Gods the better for this Gold? |
A46439 | Yet why shou''d''st thou, old covetous Wretch, aspir ● To be my Heir, who might''st have been my Sire? |
A46439 | Your yellow Skin? |
A46439 | already ask for more? |
A46439 | and hope to go to Heav''n? |
A46439 | and to be read With languishing regards, and bending Head? |
A46439 | and what I well deserve, Why did not I more honourably starve? |
A46439 | need these stupendious Times A 10 Censer or Aruspex for such Crimes? |
A46439 | to grow pale, And miss the Pleasures of a Glorious Meal; For this, in Rags accouter''d, they are seen, And made the May- game of the publick spleen? |
A46439 | ● o what end ▪ Art thou of Bethlem''s Noble College free ▪ Stark, staring mad; that thou wou''d''st tempt the Sea? |
A15623 | ''T was planted there for them and not for vs: What though it help them of diseases there? |
A15623 | ( Oh Vanity) our country yeelds enough, VVhat need we Grecian or Arabian stuffe? |
A15623 | A cruell foe? |
A15623 | A plague confound thee; looke here how this sits, Zounds''t is a mile too wide; where were thy wits? |
A15623 | A rash beginning, but he sped so ill, D''yee thinke he held on this presumption still? |
A15623 | And be their owne case false, and all amisse, They''le proue it true; How? |
A15623 | And for the greefe s ● e suffers vvith her friends, Hovv can the villaine make the vvhore amends? |
A15623 | And hauing drunk it, whilst their heads were steddy They bad the Hostler make their horses ready Nay( quoth the Hostesse) what needs al this hast? |
A15623 | And how should we giue each of them his fame Who liuing, being two, had but one name? |
A15623 | And if a Deed of such great wonder die, Dost thou suppose by a few Carued stones, Scarcely enough to couer all thy bones To be immortall? |
A15623 | And if that be a fault did not the subiect and your ignorances, require me to be in that sort faulty? |
A15623 | And of those huge Colossi what remaines? |
A15623 | And pray you iudge now, is not that Law vaine? |
A15623 | And since there''s some that doe this Art misuse, Wilt therefore thou the Art it selfe abuse? |
A15623 | And sit there not of Dunces pretty store, From Sunne to Sunne at euery tradesman dore? |
A15623 | And them e''ne of their dearest Iewels spoyle? |
A15623 | And then at night come lurk about his house, Where, be it but the stirring of a mouse He doth obserue it: wherefore doth he so? |
A15623 | And to erect it on some common stall, For to be gaz''d on, to no end at all? |
A15623 | And what haue you obserued to haue bin The vsuall associats of this sinne? |
A15623 | And what may I then of those Peasants deeme, The which of wisdome make so small esteeme? |
A15623 | And wherefore should the shame of this lewd, crew Betide them, vnto whom true honors due? |
A15623 | And wherefore should they make so much ado, To haue both hands and seales to witnes too? |
A15623 | And which way comes that foule disease to vs We call the French, so vile and odious: I st not by Lust? |
A15623 | And why boast men of strength that lasts no longer? |
A15623 | Are all men ignorant what comes by lust, Excepting those tht were themselues vniust? |
A15623 | As those who are in euery matter led, By Parasites and Apes: where is their head? |
A15623 | BVt of that Passion how mist I to tell, The same that brings her Pedigree from hell? |
A15623 | Be with your states Content, for do you know VVether you wish be for your good or no? |
A15623 | Because we see that men are drunke with wine, Shall we contemne the liquor of the Vine? |
A15623 | Breed not such- like desires, Children begotten by vncertaine Syres? |
A15623 | But I forget my selfe, wherefore am I So tedious in my owne Apologie? |
A15623 | But as there''s vertue where the Diuil''s precisest, So ther''s much knowledge where a fool''s the wisest, But what meane I? |
A15623 | But cald, Our horses Ostler quickly, and our wands, And sirra Tapster water for our hands:( Quoth t''other) you le be ruled yet I thinke? |
A15623 | But how is he a Coward some will aske? |
A15623 | But how now; wast not you( saies one) that late So humbly beg''d a boone at beauties gate? |
A15623 | But if a weake and feeble man should take These instruments of Mars; what would they make, For his aduantage? |
A15623 | But say it bide a while, what faire renowne, Can in a peece of carued Marble be? |
A15623 | But say it were, Will the Ambitious- minded- man forbeare To be Ambitious, if he once fulfill His longing thoughts? |
A15623 | But shall I care what others thinke or say? |
A15623 | But that which he himselfe hath wallawed in? |
A15623 | But then perceiuing they began to stay, Quoth Guts, my bullies, harke ye, what d''ye say? |
A15623 | But there must needs be some men prone there to, Or how a diuell shall our sharker doe? |
A15623 | But tush what''s freedome? |
A15623 | But what can wee, Apply aright and not instructed be, By Gods good inspiration? |
A15623 | But what did he? |
A15623 | But what is this, that men are so inclind And subiect to it? |
A15623 | But what need I goe farther to relate, The frailty I haue seene in Mans estate? |
A15623 | But what? |
A15623 | But where''s your vnderstanding, oh you men? |
A15623 | But whether runnes my ouer- sawcy Pen? |
A15623 | But why are they so earnest then? |
A15623 | But why i th''street? |
A15623 | But why in Beauty should men glory so? |
A15623 | But wilt thou swagger with him for it? |
A15623 | COme then Inuention, and call Iudgement in, Knowledge, and Reason, fie where haue you bin? |
A15623 | Can all the world,( and that is large enough) A match for Hector or Achilles show: Haue we a Champion strong enough to weild This Buckler? |
A15623 | Can they not name all tooles for workemanship? |
A15623 | Can you this morning on a rasher feed? |
A15623 | Could''st thou not be contented by thy will, At least to thinke that she were honest still? |
A15623 | Dare ye the Churches patrimony sell For filthy lucre, in despite of Law Sacred or humane? |
A15623 | Dare you buy''t of them? |
A15623 | Do they not see those they haue soundest deem''d, And for their constants writers still esteem''d, All wauering in assertions? |
A15623 | Doe we not see I say? |
A15623 | Doe you suppose that it deserues no blame, To make a Scar- crow of the Regall Name? |
A15623 | Doth it not others reputations foyle? |
A15623 | Doth not I say that Landlord hardly deale? |
A15623 | For being ill? |
A15623 | For most haue well deseru''d it, but as how? |
A15623 | For should he, That must on ● arth Iehouahs Viceroy be? |
A15623 | For what i st else, when they are prais''d for many Goodly conditions, that had neuer any? |
A15623 | For what is this same passion We call lust, I st not a Brutish longing and vniust, And foule desire of the soule, to gaine Some euill pleasure? |
A15623 | God made all the man, Why should he haue but part allow''d him than? |
A15623 | Hast thou perceiued it I say? |
A15623 | He can not they conclude: strong reasons why, Know none how market goes but such as buy? |
A15623 | How are our limbs so weake and feeble growne? |
A15623 | How are you grown so sencelesse and so blind, For to affect vaine shaddowes and let slide, The true substance, as a thing vnspide? |
A15623 | How is he seru''d? |
A15623 | How soone could I if I had an intention For to contriue or plot a damn''d inuention Get golden heapes? |
A15623 | Huge fat Curm ● dgeons? |
A15623 | Hunger or thirst or cold or heat or paine? |
A15623 | I meane their will, their reason, and their sence, What is become of their intelligence? |
A15623 | I''ue heard of such; what are they? |
A15623 | If in an Age you can not find out wheither Are you so much as sure that he is either? |
A15623 | If of Trades they write, Haue they not all tearms and words as right As if he had seru''d an Apprentiship? |
A15623 | If they be best I le sweare the best be naught: Moreouer there be many doe suppose, It is a signe of courage; what meane those? |
A15623 | In briefe, his liking thus he marreth quight, And there he loath''s where once he tooke delight; But wherefore? |
A15623 | Indeed t is true, I let him scot- free passe, What should I doe vnto him? |
A15623 | Is his heart proud or humble? |
A15623 | Is it not weakenesse when some petty losses, Some hindrance in preferment, or such crosses Shall make men greeue? |
A15623 | Is she not still as willing for to please; As louing toe, as in her former daies? |
A15623 | Is she not wary With whom she walks, or speaks, or where to tarie? |
A15623 | Is there a man so strong, that he forbeares Choller or Fury, when by chance he heares, Himselfe reuil''d, reproched and disgrac''d? |
A15623 | It dries superfluous moistures; doth''t? |
A15623 | It was a noble care in them indeed; but how Are we become such Dwarfes and Pigmies now? |
A15623 | May not the Country think themselues a prey These Rauens liue on? |
A15623 | Much I shall leaue vnpaid doe what I can: Should I be then vnthankefull? |
A15623 | NOw swift- deuouring, bald and ill fac''t Time, Dost not thou blush to see thy selfe vncloak''t? |
A15623 | Nay he of whom you haue most triall, when You see him dying, will you trust him then? |
A15623 | Nay what mistery Are they not learn''d in? |
A15623 | No danger feare yet? |
A15623 | No,''t wil mend my sport; But what if I my self should hap to stray, Out of my bounds into my Satyrs way? |
A15623 | Now diuers doe affirme such men as be Hasty,( so they tearme this infirmitie) Are the best natur''d: who that lesson taught? |
A15623 | Now what do you vnto these Gallants say, Were they not pretty witty ones I pray? |
A15623 | Now what would men haue more? |
A15623 | Now wherein is it think ye? |
A15623 | Of cruell bloudy fraies? |
A15623 | Oh no? |
A15623 | Oh that I knew but how to laugh in Rime? |
A15623 | Oh''t is apparant let them not shroud neere yee? |
A15623 | Or are you on a sodaine waxen old? |
A15623 | Or brooke, to haue your Soueraigne so abus''d? |
A15623 | Or can such puffes so Humberkinlike set, Into a Pulpit once in seauen yeare get? |
A15623 | Or do they not deserue the name of treasures? |
A15623 | Or else remember he did still behold And see vs when we sin''d; for who so bold, Vnlesse depriu''d of grace then to offend? |
A15623 | Or else what creature is there if he be In bone and flesh of the same quantity, So fraile as Man? |
A15623 | Or if that they could number''d be by any, Count his disease and what hath so many? |
A15623 | Or in their vnderstanding be so dull As to obserue on idle short- heeld trull? |
A15623 | Or so reuil''d, or scorn''d? |
A15623 | Or thinke they no man can describe a sin? |
A15623 | Or to speake more plaine, A furious burning passion, whose hot fumes Corrupts the vnderstanding, and consumes The very flesb of man? |
A15623 | Or who can say( in Conscience I think none) That this mans words, and deeds,& thoughts are one? |
A15623 | Or, is''t not hence this common Prouerbe growes, T is a wise child that his oane father knowes? |
A15623 | Ot do they thinke, because they can not vse it, That those which may haue Knowledge wil refuse it? |
A15623 | Others there are,( but few) who hauing store, Neglect their wealth, and rather would be poore; And why? |
A15623 | Our beastly, vaine, and too excessiue care To please the belly? |
A15623 | Out on such Asses; hovv could he for shame, So leaue a vvoman to beare all the blame? |
A15623 | Pedants dare yee? |
A15623 | Pluck out those Vipers that for feare of harme Their chilled spirits in your bosomes warme: D''ye not perceiue their stings? |
A15623 | Preserue thy fame? |
A15623 | Reade it, weekely, daily, yea and howerly toe: what though it bee thine owne? |
A15623 | SOft now; what Pasion''s this that followes next? |
A15623 | Said: That''s his sonne that ● s owner of the grounds That on this pleasant beechs mountaines bounds, D''ye marke me ne ghbors? |
A15623 | Should he to whom his soueraigne Lord hath giuen A Countenance for to behold the Heauen? |
A15623 | Should he, I say, blot out this manly grace, And groueling turne to earth his blubber''d face? |
A15623 | So either hauing drunke a good carouse, Downe come the Gallants to discharge the house, But taking leaue, oh what d''yee thinke they mist? |
A15623 | So they are answer''d; But how can men be, So ouer- borne with this infirmitie? |
A15623 | Strange Generations, beds so oft defilde; That many a father scarcely knowes his childe? |
A15623 | Sure t was saies he: but then how comes it now You carpe at loue thus in a Satyrs vaine? |
A15623 | Tell me i st not base? |
A15623 | That these from study being tane away, For some employments in the Publike weale, A man would be ashamed to reueale Their simple carriage? |
A15623 | The loue of men some striue for to attaine, And they haue iust their labour for their paine ▪ For what''s the fauour or the loue of Men? |
A15623 | Then Chamberlaine one cals aloud, dost heare? |
A15623 | Then by their actions, who gather can They haue more knowledge then another man? |
A15623 | Then why should gay clothes be delighted in, Since they are but a badge of our first sinne? |
A15623 | They are not cruell? |
A15623 | They think I meane him, then suppose I strike: Now whose endeauors thinke you prosper should, If the euent of thinges were as these would? |
A15623 | They vse their Pleasures not as pleasures now, Or Recreations as''t were fit, but how? |
A15623 | Thinke not on Death; with many such like words, Such as their vnderstanding best affoords: But where is now become this peoples wit? |
A15623 | Thinkes he those wil not grim enough appeare, Vnlesse he apprehend them first by feare? |
A15623 | Thrice valiant Champions whereby should one gather They haue a thought of God that''s good? |
A15623 | Through them it is men thinke you couetous, They make your groues and walks grow scandalous, But how wil you discerne them? |
A15623 | To what end comes his paine and vathers cost? |
A15623 | To what end were it, if I( as some do) had appareld my mind in darke Parables, that few or none might haue vnderstood mee? |
A15623 | To whom do we now our contentions lay, Who are so much term''d Puritans as they That feare God most? |
A15623 | VVhat are such I pray? |
A15623 | VVhat can a guilded Tombe then profit thee? |
A15623 | VVhat doth their knowledges esteeme more fit Then death to thinke on; chiefly when men be About to put off their Mortal ● tie? |
A15623 | Vnto this melting Passion? |
A15623 | Vor why? |
A15623 | Vulgar Repute, what is thereby acquired? |
A15623 | Was it not you that to a female Saint Indited your Aretophels complaint, With many doleful Sonnets, wa''st not you? |
A15623 | Wast not his Conscience that had priuy beene Vnto the fact? |
A15623 | We see t is true; If once they entreat of wars? |
A15623 | What are your braines dry, or yourblood growne cold? |
A15623 | What can they not in our owne language find, Words of sufficient force t''expresse their mind? |
A15623 | What find you heere wherein you doe delight, Or what''s to seeing that''s worth the sight? |
A15623 | What hath it lengthen''d life or maintain''d health Or hath it brought thee more encrease of wealth? |
A15623 | What if''t be true they say? |
A15623 | What is the cause I say they doe contemne,( Or can not vse) things hauing gained them? |
A15623 | What made him to surmise He was still tortur''d in such hellish wise That furies did to his appearance scorch His liuing body with a burning torch? |
A15623 | What may I terme that vile and shamefull act, But this; The execution of an ill, Out of set purpose and with a good will, In spight of Reason? |
A15623 | What meane our wealthy Vsurers to hoord More vp for others then they can affoord Vnto themselues? |
A15623 | What mind are they in who suppose to raise, By such a vanity an endlesse praise? |
A15623 | What need I here the lewd presumptions tell Of Papists in these daies? |
A15623 | What reason haue you for''t els? |
A15623 | What wil the breath of fame auaile you, when You lye in dust and molded vp in clay? |
A15623 | What''s Honor? |
A15623 | What? |
A15623 | What? |
A15623 | When men shall so their worthy sex disgrace, To giue their bodies in a deed vncleane, With a foule nasty prostituted queane? |
A15623 | Where are those wondrous high Pyramides, That were admired at in former daies? |
A15623 | Where finde you him that dares be absolute, Or alwaies in his sayings resolute? |
A15623 | Where is their iudgements? |
A15623 | Where shall you him so well resolued find, That wants a wandring and a wauering mind? |
A15623 | Who is so mad to tel them that, not I? |
A15623 | Who is so sottish as to build Saluation On such a feeble tottering foundation As Man? |
A15623 | Who wonders at it? |
A15623 | Why is''t so glorious, and so much desired? |
A15623 | Why send we for them to those Countries thus? |
A15623 | Why should a man go put himselfe to paine, As some haue done, a iourney for to faine? |
A15623 | Why will he so his liberties foregoe To be a slaue to such a monstrous foe? |
A15623 | You will say To poison men''t were ill, then what are they That by false doctrine fraught with errors foule, Seeke to enuenome and infect the soule? |
A15623 | a daw; The worst of fooles; I pray what were I lesse, If I had don''t to his vnworthinesse? |
A15623 | and to the eye Seemes she not yet to haue that modesty, Thou didst commend her for? |
A15623 | are these no pleasures? |
A15623 | are they men; How dar''st thou then to speake, Such B ● asphemy to say mankinde is weake? |
A15623 | at first I must confesse, I was a little mou''d, who could be lesse? |
A15623 | but e''ne Smoke and Idle 〈 ◊ 〉 ▪ A thing consisting onely in a name? |
A15623 | doth not that Lord, That to his Tenant grudges to afford, What Loue and Conscience giues? |
A15623 | doth the heauens thy endeauors blesse And wouldst thou therefore liue for to possesse The Ioy thou hast? |
A15623 | for they esteeme such gaine a losse, And their high Spirits scorne such earthly drosse ▪ How then? |
A15623 | hah? |
A15623 | how may''t be defin''d? |
A15623 | is it no weakenesse when, Aduersitie shall so disquiet men That they should not with patience sustaine, Or vndetgoe a little crosse and paine? |
A15623 | know you where Or when, he hates, or loues, or standes in feare? |
A15623 | looke; Try if thou hast not all this while mistooke: Is not thy wife still faire? |
A15623 | none I thinke; and why? |
A15623 | of scars? |
A15623 | of wounds? |
A15623 | oh''t is the health of some great Peere His Maisters, or his Friend he counteth deare; What then? |
A15623 | or Sir Aiax seauen- fold- Shield? |
A15623 | or by whom? |
A15623 | or he that takes, The common profit to himselfe, and makes His owne good of it, when he knowes thereby Many a poore man''s brought to Beggery? |
A15623 | or so misnam''d? |
A15623 | or to declare his minde? |
A15623 | or why? |
A15623 | say an Asse Had strooke me with his heeles; how should I qui ● The harme he doth me? |
A15623 | show should I hope that this I plead, Will worke in them that shall but barely read What I haue writ? |
A15623 | tell me, I think no, Do Commons of Three halfe- pence feed them so? |
A15623 | then what''s the fact? |
A15623 | was not the cause within His owne bad selfe? |
A15623 | what can they tell How long''t will stand, before''t be razed downe? |
A15623 | what pretence Haue you for to excuse this vild offence? |
A15623 | what should we say? |
A15623 | which in them bred, They haue deriu''d from predecessors dead? |
A15623 | who then can by their powers, Into the Aire hurle Palaces and Towers? |
A15623 | who then iustly can Be forced to rely, or trust in Man Whose thoughts are changing, and so oft amisse, That by himselfe, himselfe deceiued is? |
A15623 | yea and how hee feedes Try him a month, a yeare, an age, and when You haue so tride him; say, what is he then? |
A15623 | you would blame my wit If I should kill him; If I went to law Who would not count me the most asse? |
A15623 | ● s Reason in you growne so great a stranger, To suffer an affection of such danger To settle in you? |