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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A07365 | HOw many things as yet are deare alike to mee? |
A26590 | s.n.,[ London: 1700?] |
A27342 | Cross,[ London: 1700?] |
A29167 | Cross,[ London: 1693?] |
A29765 | 1 score( 1 sheet) s.n.,[ London? |
A36954 | 1 score( 1 sheet) s.n.,[ London: 1700?] |
A36969 | 1 score( 1 sheet) s.n.,[ London: 1700?] |
A36974 | She confess, thou sweet disposer of my Ioys? |
A51510 | : 1699?] |
A51657 | Printed for J. Wright, J. Clark, W. Thackeray and T. Passenger,[ London]:[ 1683?] |
A87955 | 1 sheet([ 1] p.) s.n.,[ London: 1699?] |
A89391 | music s.n.,[ London: 1700?] |
A01058 | Had I her fast betwixt mine a ● … es, Iudge you that thinke such sports were harmes, Wert any ha ● …? |
A37015 | :[ 1698?] |
A37015 | Cross,[ London?] |
A92386 | T. Cross,[ London: 1700?] |
A92386 | if to Love, it be a Pain: What is''t to be not Lov''d again? |
A20692 | SHall I sue shall I seeke for grace? |
A20692 | Shall I pray shall I proue? |
A20692 | Shall I striue to a heauenly Ioy, with an earthly loue? |
A36640 | Love and I, what can Love and I do more? |
A36640 | what can Love and I do more? |
A40247 | The Parson did his Conscience ask If He were fit for such a Task, And cou''d perform his Duty? |
A37024 | HAve you seen Bat ╌ tle ╌ dore play, where the Shuttlecock fly''s to and fro one? |
A37024 | Or, have you no ╌ ted an A ╌ pe ╌ ril- day, now rai ╌ ning, now shining, now warming, now storming? |
A37024 | must the Love ╌ sick Damon dye? |
A07199 | 3 Dido wept, but what of this? |
A07199 | Fal showers of sweet de- light, What heauen hath beams that shine more bright? |
A07199 | WElcome is the word, The best loue can af- ford: For what can better be? |
A07199 | Welcome once againe, Though too much were in vaine: Yet how can loue exceed? |
A04616 | Ma s eg li è a mor, per dio che cosa è quae le? |
A04616 | SAmor non è the dun que è quel ch''io sento? |
A04616 | Sa''mi a vog li a. ar de Se ri a, on de e''fi dolce og ni tor men tk? |
A04616 | Se buona, on- de è effette as- pro mortale? |
A09653 | 3 Diaphenia like to all things blessed, When all thy praises are expressed, Deare ioy, how I doe loue thee? |
A09653 | But she is& c. When did I erre in blindnesse, Or vex her with vnkindnesse, If my care did attend her alone, Why is she thus vntimely gone? |
A09653 | For who regardeth the melodius charmes of Orpheus, or enchanting melodie of Arion? |
A09653 | I doe:& c. 2 Diaphenia like the spreading Roses, That in thy sweetes, all sweetes incloses, Faire sweete how I doe loue thee? |
A09653 | Still are you angry, and is there no relenting? |
A09653 | Whose estate is like to mine? |
A19343 | 1 Shall a frowne or angrie eye, Shall a word vnfitly placed? |
A19343 | 2 Shall I woe her in dispight? |
A19343 | Shall I tempt her with delight, Shall I laugh out her denying? |
A19343 | Shall I turne her from her flying? |
A19343 | Shall a shadow make me flie, As I were with Tygers chaced? |
A19343 | Signatures: A- G²(-G2, blank?). |
A36961 | Or the dazling Deity, For stooping to the lowly Main? |
A36961 | Playford, John, 1623- 1686? |
A36961 | What''s the gawdy lofty Sky The worse, for blessing Earth with Rain? |
A36961 | why should I be blam''d, For letting poor Amintor woo me? |
A28384 | Have you any work for a Tinker, Mistress? |
A28384 | If any will say, shall we be wise than our Forefathers, to endeavour the discovery of that which they could never find out? |
A28384 | MY Soul to God shall give good heed, And him alone attend, For why? |
A28384 | MY Soul to God shall give good heed, And him alone attend, For why? |
A28384 | MY Soul to God shall give good heed, And him alone attend, For why? |
A37016 | Bethel, Bethel, where''s thy Loyalty? |
A37016 | Justice, Justice, where''s thy Equity? |
A37016 | Lon ╌ don, Lon ╌ don, where''s thy Loy ╌ al ╌ ty? |
A37016 | London, London, where''s thy Loyalty? |
A37016 | Playford, John, 1623- 1686? |
A37016 | Robert, Robert, where''s thy Modesty? |
A37016 | Then who would lose a Treasure For such a puny Pleasure? |
A37016 | Udsbows, cries my Country- man John, Was ever the like before seen? |
A66725 | Let that Bag of Guinneys be dost thou not make the best use of thy Chink? |
A66725 | WHat ayles the old Fool? |
A66725 | Why best, and wel — com thy Friend, at this time of day so near to thine end? |
A66725 | Why dost thou not drink, and eat of the WHat ayles the old Fool? |
A66725 | Why dost thou not drink, and eat of the best, and wel — com thy Friend, at this time of day so near to thine end? |
A66725 | Why dost thou not make the best use of thy Chink? |
A32750 | and what was your reason of your too much familiarity with my Wife, replyed the Inn- keeper? |
A32750 | where art thou; speak? |
A44855 | HOW long must Women wish in vain, a con — stant How long must Wo — men wish in vain a constant Love to find? |
A44855 | JACK, whither so fast? |
A44855 | No art can Fic — kle Man re — Love to find? |
A44855 | S. WHY wonders beauteous Clo — ris, why, I''ve aim''d so oft at Po — e — try? |
A44855 | To the Devil; where shou''d I? |
A44855 | You say she''s false, I''m sure she''s kind, I''le take, I''le take her — Bo — dy, you her Mind; who, who, who has the better Bar — gain? |
A44855 | why shou''d we room — for Beau — ty make, which wi — ll not let us live? |
A44855 | why wonders beauteous Clo — ris, why, I''ve aim''d so much at Po — e — try? |
A66559 | IF my Lady bid beginne, Shall I say No''t is a sinne? |
A66559 | If shee bidd mee Kisse and play, Shall I shrinke? |
A66559 | Loves he Musick? |
A66559 | WHat would any man desire? |
A66559 | is he cold? |
A66559 | shee''l gently scoole him''till he finde that heat does coole him, Is he Sad? |
A66559 | then here''s a fire Is he hot? |
A66559 | then here''s a pleasure, is hee poore? |
A20696 | 16 Loue makes earth the water drinke, Loue to earth makes water sincke, And if dumbe things be so wittie, Shall a heauenly Grace want pittie? |
A20696 | 8 Is that Loue? |
A20696 | DOurò dun- que mo- ri- re? |
A20696 | DOurò dunque morire? |
A20696 | Dourò dunque morire? |
A20696 | ERgonè diuini genitoris plectra resumis, Reddat vt attonitos iterum tua Musa Britannos? |
A20696 | Haue I lost thee? |
A20696 | LAdy if you so spight me, so spight me, Wherefore do you so oft, so oft kisse, kisse and delight mee? |
A20696 | Lady if you so spight mee, so spight mee, Wherefore doe you, doe you so oft, doe you so oft, kisse, kisse and delight me? |
A20696 | Pria che di nuouo io miri, Voibramata cagion de miei marti- ri mio perdu- to tesoro non potrò dirui pria ch''io mora io moro? |
A20696 | io me- ro? |
A37022 | Can nothing, can no ╌ thing warm me, can nothing, can nothing warm me? |
A37022 | Fate, to urge a Fate, and Justice so se ╌ vere? |
A37022 | Our Author has a famous Story chose, Whose Comick Theme no Person do''s expose, But the Knights- Errant; And pray where are those? |
A37022 | Suppose I turn Gamester? |
A37022 | What think''st of the Road then? |
A37022 | Will nothing prefer me, what think''st of the Law? |
A37022 | shall it be so, shall it be, shall it be, shall it be so? |
A37022 | shall it be, shall it be, shall it be so? |
A37022 | what dost thou, what dost thou, what dost thou mean? |
A37022 | what dost thou, what dost thou, what dost thou mean? |
A37022 | where are now, where are now, where are now those flow ╌ r''y Groves, where Zephir''s fragrant winds did play? |
A37022 | ╌ te, and Jus ╌ tice so se ╌ vere? |
A37022 | ╌ where, where are now, where are now, where are now those Flow ╌ r''y Groves, where Zephir''s fragrant winds did play? |
A04613 | 2 Can a creature so excelling, Harbour scorne in beauties dwelling, All kinde pitty thence expelling? |
A04613 | 2 VVomen what are they? |
A04613 | 3 Ten thousand times farewell, yet stay a while, Sweet kisse me once, sweet kisses time beguile: I haue no power to moue, How now, am I in loue? |
A04613 | 3 VVomen what are they? |
A04613 | 5 What shall I doe? |
A04613 | CANTVS CAn modest plaine desire to the ioies of loue aspire? |
A04613 | Can worthi- nesse procure more then har- di- nesse assure? |
A04613 | Go then, all is one, Wilt thou needs be gone? |
A04613 | WHat are they what are they, changing weather- cocks, that smallest puffes of lust haue power to turne to turne, women what are they? |
A04613 | WHat are they, what are they, changing weather- cocks, that smallest puffes, that smallest puffes of lust hath power to turne, women what are they? |
A04613 | WHat are they, what are they? |
A04613 | Wilt thou needs be gone? |
A04613 | beasts of Hiaenaes kinde, That speak those fairst, whō most they mean to swallow: We men what are wee? |
A04613 | patient creatures most, That rather yeld thē striue gainst ought withstāding We men what are wee? |
A04613 | rocks vpon the coast, Where on we suffer shipwracke at our landing: Women what are they? |
A04613 | trees whose outward rinde, Makes shew for faire when inward hart is hallow: Women what are they? |
A04613 | vertues stumbling blocks, stumbling blocks, whereat weake fooles doe fall, the wiser spurne, we men, what are we? |
A04613 | we men, what are we? |
A17880 | 1 O Griefe, how diuers are thy shapes wherein men languish? |
A17880 | 2 O Fate, why shouldst thou take from KINGS their ioy, and treasure? |
A17880 | And feastes in highest pompe turne funerall? |
A17880 | How fit for peace was hee, and rosie beds? |
A17880 | How fit to stand in troopes of iron heads? |
A17880 | O Griefe, O Griefe, how diuers are thy shapes wherein men lan- guish? |
A17880 | O Spirit full of hope why art thou fled From deedes of honour? |
A17880 | O earthly state How doth thy greatnesse in a moment fall? |
A17880 | O why should loue such two kinde harts dis- seuer, As nature neuer knit more faire or firme toge- ther? |
A17880 | VVhat could the greatest artist, Nature, adde T''encrease his graces? |
A17880 | VVhen time had with his circles made complete, His charmed rounds? |
A17880 | What can to kinde youth more despightfull proue Then to be rob''d of one sole Brother? |
A17880 | What gaine can he heape vp though showers of Crownes descend, Who for that good must change a brother and a friend? |
A17880 | why''s that vertue dead VVhich dwelt so well in thee? |
A42027 | FOol take up thy shaft again, if thy store thou profusely spend in vain; who can furnish thee with more? |
A42027 | Fairest, we safely may this fear despise; How can she see our actions who wants eyes? |
A42027 | Fie Chari ● ssa, whence so chang''d of late, As to become in love a reprobate? |
A42027 | For how can thy pale sickly flame burn clere, When death and old despair inhabit here? |
A42027 | How long dwel here? |
A42027 | I saw when last I clos''d my eyes, Celinda stoopt t''anothers will, If specious apprehension kill, What would the truth without disguise? |
A42027 | I. VVHy thy passion should it move, that I wisht thy Beauty less? |
A42027 | Malicious Death, why with rude force Dost thou my Fair from me divorce? |
A42027 | Or when the kiss thou gav''st me last My soul stole in its breath, What life would sooner be embrac''d Then so desir''d a death? |
A42027 | Thou who alone Canst, yet wilt grant no ease; Why slight''st thou one To feed a new disease? |
A42027 | VVHat if Night should betray us, and reveal to the light all the pleasure that we steal? |
A42027 | VVHen I lie burning in thine eye, or freezing in thy brest, what Martyrs in wish''d flames that die, are half so pleas''d or blest? |
A42027 | WHat means this stately TABLATVRE, The Ballance of thy streins? |
A42027 | What tyrannick Mistress dare To one beauty love confine? |
A42027 | Who unbounded as the aire All may court but none decline: Why should we the Heart deny As many objects as the Eye? |
A42027 | Why then graves should we bedew, Why the ground with odours strew? |
A42027 | if I should say that she the store of Natures graces doth comprize, the Love and wonder of all Eyes, who will not guess the Beauty I adore? |
A42027 | when thy soft accents through mine ear, into my soul do fly; what Angel would not quit his sphere, to hear such harmony? |
A20695 | HYmen, O Hymen, mine of trea- sores more diuine, what di- e- tie is like to thee, to thee, that freest from mor- ta- li- tie? |
A20695 | HYmen, O Hymen, myne of treasures more de- uine, what di- e- tie, what di- e- tie is like to thee, that free- est from mor- ta- li- tie? |
A20695 | HYmen, O Hymen, myne of treasures more di- uine, what di- e- tie is like, is like to thee, that freest from mor- ta- li- tie? |
A20695 | I Sweete stay a while, why will you? |
A20695 | O Happy, happy dayes, who can, who can containe, but swell with proud disdaine, when seas, when seas are smooth, sailes full, and all things please? |
A20695 | O happy dayes, happy dayes, who can containe, but swell with proud disdain, when seas are smooth, seas are smooth, sailes full, and all things please? |
A20695 | Perhaps you will aske me, why I that haue trauailed many countries, and ought to haue some experience, doth not vnder goe this busines my selfe? |
A20695 | SWeet stay a while, why will you rise? |
A20695 | SWeet stay a while, why will you rise? |
A20695 | SWeete stay a while, why will you rise? |
A20695 | SWeete stay a while, why will you rise? |
A20695 | Shall I speake, and ney- ther please, nor be free- ly heard? |
A20695 | Shall I speake, and ney- ther please, nor be free- ly heard? |
A20695 | Shall I speake, and ney- ther please, nor be free- ly heard? |
A20695 | Shall I speake, and ney- ther please, nor be free- ly heard? |
A20695 | Stereman, how stands the winde? |
A20695 | Stormes calme at last, and why may not she leaue off her frowning? |
A20695 | Stormes calme at last, and why may not shee leaue off her frow- ning? |
A20695 | Stormes calme at last, and why may not shee leaue off her frowning? |
A20695 | Stormes calme at last, and why may, why may not she leaue off, leaue off her frow- ning? |
A20695 | Thou canst not dye, and therefore li- uing, therefore liuing tell me where is thy seate, is thy seate, thy seate, Why why, doth this age expell thee? |
A20695 | Thou, thou canst not dye, and therefore liuing tell me, tell me, where is thy seate, thy seate, where is thy seate, why doth this age expell thee? |
A20695 | To whom shall I complaine me, When thus friends doe disdaine mee? |
A20695 | V. SHall I striue with wordes to moue, when deedes re- ceiue not due re- gard? |
A20695 | V. SHall I striue with wordes to moue, when deedes re- ceiue not due regard? |
A20695 | V. SHall I striue with wordes to moue, when deedes re- ceiue not due regard? |
A20695 | V. SHall I striue with wordes to moue, when deeds re- ceiue not due regard? |
A20695 | What course? |
A20695 | ex- pell, ex- pell thee? |
A20695 | smooth, sailes full, and all things please? |
A20695 | why doth this age expell thee? |
A19841 | Ah yes t is more, more is desire, There where it wounds and pines: As fire is farre more fire, Where it burnes then where it shines? |
A19841 | And therefore why had it not beene ynow, That Milton onely heard our melodie? |
A19841 | Are Ioyes delights and deaths compassion showne, With one lyke face and one lamenting part? |
A19841 | As if that loue did hould no part, But where thy beautie lies: And were not in my hart, Greater then in thy faire eyes? |
A19841 | But she must borow others complements, To make her inward feelings knowne? |
A19841 | But will you goe? |
A19841 | CAn dolefull notes,& c. Can? |
A19841 | CAn dolefull notes: CAn dolefull Notes to measur''d accents set, Expresse vnmeasur''d griefes that tyme forget? |
A19841 | Dost thou withdraw thy grace, For that I should not loue: And think''st thou to remoue, M''affeictions with thy face? |
A19841 | EYes looke no more, for what hath all the earth that''s Cloth thee my hart, with blacke darke thoughts and thinke but worth the sight? |
A19841 | EYes looke no more: EYes looke no more, for what hath all the earth that''s worth the sight? |
A19841 | Eares heare no more, for what can breath the voyce of true Delight? |
A19841 | HAue all our passions: Haue all our passions certaine proper vents, And sorow none that is her owne? |
A19841 | HAue all our passions: Haue all our passions certaine proper vents, And sorrow none that is her owne? |
A19841 | O then why, Should shee fly, From him to whom her sight, Doth ad so much aboue her might: Why should not shee, Still Ioy to raigne in mee? |
A19841 | Or art thou growne in league with those faire''eyes? |
A19841 | TIme cru- ell Time canst thou sub- due that B ● ow? |
A19841 | That conquers all but thee and thee t ● o stayes? |
A19841 | Then doe so still although she makes no no man wayes? |
A19841 | WHY canst thou not as others doe, Looke on me with vnwounding eyes? |
A19841 | WHat delight can they enioy, Whose harts are not their owne? |
A19841 | Why canst thou not as others doe? |
A19841 | can dolefull notes, dolefull notes to measur''d accents set, Can? |
A19841 | exempt from Scieth or Bow, From Loue and yeeres vn- sub- iect her for her cru- el- ties, Being mer- ci- lesse like thee that to de- cayes? |
A19841 | say will you? |
A37506 | ''t is all in Latine, and Vools no Latine know: Here not our Wathers wise men, and they did like it well? |
A37506 | AS you came from the Holy Land, of Walsingham; Met you not with my true Love, by the way as you came? |
A37506 | But sith your Grace in Forreign Coasts, among your Foes unkind; Must go to hazard life and limb, why should I stay behind? |
A37506 | C ham zure they are not voolish, that made the Pass the trow; Why man? |
A37506 | Did not these wicked treasons pass, when we together were; How that the King unworthy was, the Royal Crown to hear? |
A37506 | Doth Company displease, ye sure, many a one; UUhere doth desire delight to live? |
A37506 | Hey ho, hey ho, equal need? |
A37506 | How can''st thou with a shameless face, deny a truth so stout; And here before his Royal Grace, so falsly face it out? |
A37506 | How sweet a scent hath English ground, within my senses now? |
A37506 | In this great distress, Quoth the Royal Lady, Who can now express, what will become of me? |
A37506 | Is there a greater then our King, whom all men fear to see? |
A37506 | Is there any faith in men that buried be? |
A37506 | Is there any faith in strangers to be found, Is there any faith lies hidden in the ground? |
A37506 | It is my 〈 ◊ 〉 which to near 〈 ◊ 〉 betwixt fire and frost? |
A37506 | Tell me, who was thy Nurse? |
A37506 | UUhere might I be plac''d, Gentle forrester tell me, Where should I procure, a Service in my care? |
A37506 | What face so fair, that is not crackt with gold? |
A37506 | What had''st thou for to Drink? |
A37506 | What learning but with golden lines doth hold? |
A37506 | What lull''d thee then asleep? |
A37506 | What thing doth please thee most? |
A37506 | What thing is that any gra ● ious Lord which you have lost? |
A37506 | What wit so worth that hath in gold his wonder? |
A37506 | When wast thou ● ors ●, Desire ● in pomp and pride of May, By whom( sweet Child) wast thou 〈 ◊ 〉? |
A37506 | You move me much, my fair,( quoth he) your suit I fain would shun ▪ But what will you perform and do, to have this matter done? |
A37506 | and a new way doth take, That sometime did love thee as her self, and her joy did thee make? |
A37506 | he loves to live alone: Doth either time or Age, bring him into decay? |
A37506 | sweet Speech, which likes me best, Tell me where is thy dwelling place? |
A37506 | sweet Youth, and sugre ● joys, What was thy Meat and dainty Food? |
A37506 | to gaze on beauty still: UUhom dost thou think to be thy Foe? |
A37506 | unsavory Lovers teares, What Cradle wast thou rocked in? |
A37506 | what state so high, but gold could lying it under, What thought so sweet, but Gold doth better seafo ●, And what rule better then the golden reason? |
A37506 | ● hy is my Lord and Soveraign King, so griev''d in mind? |
A51044 | A Neighbour also said, he was Not fit to make a Constable:''T was askt him why? |
A51044 | An Answer to a Song cal''d, Fairest Creature tell me true, shall my sighs never move thee? |
A51044 | And when? |
A51044 | At your heart, says she, And do you Love me there? |
A51044 | But pray, Sir, tell me where? |
A51044 | Come then, says Noll, VVe''l go my Doll, And see the House before; And then, says he ▪ VVhat then? |
A51044 | Did we lye down, because''t was Night, And shall we rise for fear of light? |
A51044 | FYe Phillis, fye, what love a Man? |
A51044 | Hang him Molly,''T is but a folly ● ow to dispute it, we must give it ore; Let him leave thee, And I''le receive thee; What woud''st thou have more? |
A51044 | His Master askt him then, how it did eat? |
A51044 | How poor? |
A51044 | Indeed says Doll, But prethee say with who? |
A51044 | LOve is a sickness full of woes, All remedy refusing; A plant that with most cutting grows, Most barren with least using: Why so? |
A51044 | My Mother yet did ne''re repent, That she married was so soon: Then have not I my time misspent, That thus have lain so long alone? |
A51044 | PRethee Damon, why so pale, Is''t Love has brought thee to''t? |
A51044 | Suppose''t is day, what if it be, Must you therefore arise from me? |
A51044 | To the Tune of, She lay all naked in her bed, WHy should''st thou say Arinda, I Have been untrue to thee? |
A51044 | Truly forsooth I was never a Blab Of my Tongue: wou''d you a done it? |
A51044 | VVell how is''t now? |
A51044 | VVhat else? |
A51044 | VVhat shall I think, when cruel Death appears, That may extenuate my fears? |
A51044 | VVhat then? |
A51044 | VVhy did you not cry out, you Drab, VVhen first you saw he begun it? |
A51044 | VVhy did you not then sooner go You arrant Quean? |
A51044 | VVhy, where was I, I''le know the truth? |
A51044 | VVhy? |
A51044 | What goods? |
A51044 | What hast? |
A51044 | When we d we? |
A51044 | Where is''t? |
A51044 | Who is''t, says he? |
A51044 | Why so? |
A51044 | Why, why, says Doll? |
A51044 | Yes; Why shou''d he not? |
A51044 | Your Husband, and please you Madam: VVhy, where you VVhore, forsooth she said, In the Truckle- bed at Hadham? |
A36760 | Ah Francelia must I never? |
A36760 | Alas what heart can make resistance, where Youth, Beauty, Wit and Virtue do appear? |
A36760 | Always endure Diseases of the mind, Still forc''d to seek what he must never find? |
A36760 | And can you, Madam, think it much that I Should for relief to th''Crystal Fountain fly? |
A36760 | And what compassion should that Lover gain, Whose heart at once all Passions did sustain? |
A36760 | Are the uncertain joys of man, But O how true? |
A36760 | As Aesop''s Cat drest like a Lady, this At first surpris''d, now where''s the gaudy Miss You saw, and knew, and left her in a trice? |
A36760 | Be constanter and less Capricious, How long shall we weak Vessels teach you thus? |
A36760 | But, O a long farewel to all this sort, Which Musick, Scenes, nor Preface ca n''t support, Or if they cou''d, who cares a farthing for''t? |
A36760 | Consuming fire- brands in his Bosom wear? |
A36760 | Did e''r my joys or suffrings find a tongue To boast your smiles, or do your honour wrong? |
A36760 | Did not fore- knowledg tell us what they are, Who could know idle mirth from busie care? |
A36760 | Do''t? |
A36760 | Dost thou love her, and disobey her Will? |
A36760 | HOw long, O dearer then my Soul? |
A36760 | Has he not treated you with brisk intrigue? |
A36760 | Hast thou observ''d the Infancy of day? |
A36760 | His certain grief and never ceasing Care? |
A36760 | How dazling was power and wealth at thy feet? |
A36760 | How dear were the minutes when Passion was young, And plaid with the languishing Eyes and the Tongue? |
A36760 | How vainly dost thou court the senseless Air, And to regardless Trees repeat thy pray''r? |
A36760 | I do so shake — Ah, was it so with you? |
A36760 | I 〈 … 〉 you would say now — since''t is thus, What''s th ● ir design to fool themselves and us? |
A36760 | I. ALas how short? |
A36760 | If Love''s requited with such rigid fate, What tortures can you find to punish Hate? |
A36760 | If they but grin, a jest is understood, All laugh outright and cry — I''gad that''s good; When will our damn''d dull silly rogues do so? |
A36760 | If they should please, others would treat you thus, And mak''t a mode, then what becomes of us? |
A36760 | Is''t justice to impose upon the heart Law less desires of love, and then To call that Passion sin, And for relief add torments to the smart? |
A36760 | LOve without hope of Pity who can bear? |
A36760 | Loss of the highest blessing Love could give, When you said yes, alass I did believe; And after such a loss, who''d wish to live? |
A36760 | Must I not see you? |
A36760 | Must loss be added to compleat my pain? |
A36760 | NOw to get off, gadzooks, what shall we do? |
A36760 | O what Gowns? |
A36760 | O where is the shape and the Meen, Whose presence has oft struck me dumb, Whose beauty I thought all Divine? |
A36760 | Reform your selves, Reformers of the Stage, Blame not my Zeal, who can suppress their rage? |
A36760 | She asks her marry''d friends what shall I do? |
A36760 | Tell me — Why some in drunken frolicks spend the night To make one knock, and cry I love the white? |
A36760 | Tell me, unkind and cruel as you are, Are you less beautiful, less chast or fair, If one poor kiss is wanting from your store? |
A36760 | Tell me, why old sage Matron did of late, Mourn o''re her dog and let him lie in state? |
A36760 | Tell me, why with such mighty cost and care Our jaunty youth to Masquerades repair? |
A36760 | Then why should we fear the smooth Ocean of Love, Since padling and straining will keep us above? |
A36760 | To one that''s cruel who would be confin''d, When Beauties are so num''rous and kind? |
A36760 | WHat has our Poet done you look so big? |
A36760 | WHence does this solemn sadness rise, Which all thy spirits has opprest, And like a dull contagious mist, Hangs heavy on Amintor''s Eyes? |
A36760 | WIth a damn''d sullen fate let''s no longer conspire, To feed the fierce torments of fear and desire? |
A36760 | Was ever hopeless love preserv''d so long? |
A36760 | Was''t not enough to murther with disdain? |
A36760 | What Vizards? |
A36760 | What if I snatch one kiss or more? |
A36760 | What then should be forgiv''n to o ● e that''s fill''d With Love, to which all other Passions yield? |
A36760 | What''s of my Goddess become? |
A36760 | When first thy Ambition was flatter''d, how sweet? |
A36760 | Where can this World show true and solid joys? |
A36760 | Where is the Crime? |
A36760 | Why in such raptures they return back, What sport? |
A36760 | Why others to fond husbands do pretend They heard a Sermon, when they met a friend? |
A36760 | Why should dull custom or cold fear prevent Pleasures so sweet, and Joys so innocent? |
A36760 | Why should the blessing be delay''d? |
A36760 | Why should you now refuse to hear, What once you did invite? |
A36760 | Why some make visits six hours longs to know The health of Shock or of my Ladies Toe? |
A36760 | Why some with dull discourse and forc''d Grimaces, Take pains to be accounted serious asses? |
A36760 | Why will you create Laws more severe, than Virtue, Man or Fate? |
A36760 | Yet though you damn us all, we still Act on, But what dull sport one party makes alone? |
A36760 | didst thou but see''t, When, Do you know me now? |
A36760 | how false and vain? |
A36760 | how fixed are His restless pain? |
A36760 | how long Shall weak distrust my Passion wrong? |
A36760 | what pleasures we have had, dear Jack? |
A36760 | what would my ador''d Fidelia''s Love? |
A17882 | 2 But why accuse I women that deceive? |
A17882 | 2 Eyes that of earth are mortall made What can they view? |
A17882 | 2 How are my powres sore- spoke? |
A17882 | 2 Lost is our freedome, When we submit to women so: Why doe wee neede them, When in their best they worke our woe? |
A17882 | 2 Should I agrieu''d then wish thee were lesse fayre? |
A17882 | 2 When did I erre in blindnesse? |
A17882 | 3 Is my sond sight deceiued? |
A17882 | 3 Soule is the Man; for who will so The body name? |
A17882 | 3 What ill finde you now in this; Or who can complaine? |
A17882 | 4 If it he, alas, what then? |
A17882 | 4 What Hagge did then my powers forespeake, That neuer yet such taine did feele? |
A17882 | Alas how soone is this loue growne To such a spreading height in rise, As with it all must shadowed be? |
A17882 | And whence can all this grow? |
A17882 | Can I seeke loue when hope is gone? |
A17882 | Can true loue yeeld such delay, conuer- ting ioy to pain? |
A17882 | Can you churlish proue? |
A17882 | Cum priuilegio, London:[ 1617?] |
A17882 | FIre that must flame is with apt fuell fed, Flowers that wil thriue in sunny soyle are bred; How can a hart feele heate that no hope findes? |
A17882 | Forgetting I was euer borne? |
A17882 | How blest is he that may so liue and dye? |
A17882 | How can I better, after pensiuenesse, Then with light straynes of Musicke, made to moue Sweetly with the wide- spreading plumes of loue? |
A17882 | How rich in her, how happy should I liue? |
A17882 | I, to whose trust and care you durst commit Your pined health, when Arte despayr''d of it? |
A17882 | If my cares seru''d her alone; Why is shee thus vntimely gone? |
A17882 | If sparkes of vertue shin''d not in you then, So well how could you winne the hearts of men? |
A17882 | Is that a friend that straight can play the foe? |
A17882 | Is''t not more ioy strong Holds to force with swords, Then womens weakenesse take with lookes or words? |
A17882 | O did euer voice so sweet but only fain? |
A17882 | O what can yeeld ease to a minde, toy in nothing that can finde? |
A17882 | O who in such an age could wish to liue, When none can haue or hold but such as giue? |
A17882 | O why had Nature power at once to frame Deceit and Beauty, traitors both to Loue? |
A17882 | O why inuen- ted Na- ture light? |
A17882 | Or can I liue when Loue is dead? |
A17882 | Or can hee loue on whom no comfort shines? |
A17882 | Or vexe her with vnkindnesse? |
A17882 | SHall I come sweet Loue to thee, When the eu''ning beames are set? |
A17882 | SHall I then hope when faith is fled? |
A17882 | SLeepe angry beauty, sleep, and feare not me; For who a sleeping Ly- on dares prouoke? |
A17882 | Shall my wounds onely weepe and hea vngaged goe? |
A17882 | Shall not ex- cluded be? |
A17882 | Should I for all your ancient loue to me ▪ Endow''d with waighty fauours, silent be? |
A17882 | THink''st thou to se- duce me then with words that haue no mea- ning? |
A17882 | There is no wisedome Can alter ends by Fate prefixt; O why is the good of man with euill mixt? |
A17882 | To be thine, what canst thou more? |
A17882 | WHat is it all that men possesse a- mong themselues conuersing? |
A17882 | WHy presumes thy pride on that that must so priuate be? |
A17882 | Was it alone for beauties sake, That her grac''t words might better take? |
A17882 | Were not women made for men? |
A17882 | What sight can more con- tent a louers minde, Then beauty seeming harmlesse if not kinde? |
A17882 | What, or how had housen bin, But for them that dwell therein? |
A17882 | Who can vsurp heau''ns light alone? |
A17882 | Who loues on such conditi- on? |
A17882 | Why should I lan- guish hating light? |
A17882 | Will you finde no fained lett? |
A17882 | X What meanes this folly? |
A17882 | XI WHat meanes this folly now to braue it so, And then to vse submission? |
A17882 | XII O Loue where are thy shafts? |
A17882 | XIII What is it that men possesse? |
A17882 | XIIII Are you what your? |
A17882 | XVI Shall I come sweet loue? |
A17882 | YOur faire lookes vrge my de- sire, Calme it sweet with loue, If Loue Stay, ô why will you re- tire? |
A17882 | Your merits, and my gratitude forbid That eyther should in Lethean Gulfe lye hid But how shall I this worke of fame expre ● ● e? |
A17882 | fixe one smile on thee, where were despaire? |
A17882 | of too much blisse? |
A17882 | or doe I Cupid spye Close ayming at his breast, by whom defined I dye? |
A17882 | or stand onely mute? |
A17882 | what strange distaste is this? |
A17882 | 〈 … 〉 ARe you what your faire lookes expresse? |
A17882 | 〈 … 〉 O Loue, where are thy Shafts, thy Quiuer and thy Bow? |
A56293 | A thing, a thing, so vile, and so short ╌ liv''d, that Venus Joys, as well as Sin? |
A56293 | Art thou the warmth in Spring that Zephire breaths, Painting the Meads, and whistling thro''the Leaves? |
A56293 | Beauteous Flow''rs why do we spread, up ╌ on the Mo ╌ nu ╌ ments of the Dead? |
A56293 | Can he take de ╌ light in killing? |
A56293 | Can he take de ╌ light in killing? |
A56293 | Can nothing, can no ╌ thing warm me, can nothing, can no ╌ thing warm me? |
A56293 | Cou''d this lovely Charming Maid think Mir ╌ til ╌ lo wou''d deceive her? |
A56293 | Did you not see my Love as he past by you? |
A56293 | Fate affords no o ╌ ther way, but De ╌ ny ╌ ing, we poor, poor Females do? |
A56293 | Have I o''recome all re ╌ al Foes, and shall this Phantom me op ╌ pose? |
A56293 | How can we e''re be Poor, when ev''╌ ry Blessing that we use, be ╌ gets a thousand more? |
A56293 | How can we e''re be Poore? |
A56293 | How oft has Envy at his Ayrs been found T''admire, enchanted with the Blissful sound? |
A56293 | How shou''d I know more than you? |
A56293 | How were they born without a Parent''s Pain? |
A56293 | I dye, Look, that Face de ╌ ceive? |
A56293 | I glow, I glow, I glow, but''t is with hate, why must I burn, why must I burn, why, why must I burn for this in ╌ grate? |
A56293 | I''de refuse the Throne of Jove, shou''d power ╌ or Ma ╌ jesty, shou''d not enjoy e''m? |
A56293 | Mars flinch''d at the Glass, and I threw''t in his Face, Was ever Heroe bolder? |
A56293 | Nay what do you mean? |
A56293 | Nobler Wines why do ╌ we pour? |
A56293 | Noi ╌ sy nothing, stalking Shade, by what Witchcraft wert thou made, thou emp ╌ ty cause of so ╌ lid Harms? |
A56293 | Not Kiss you at all, not Kiss you at all, not at no Kissing at all, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no Kissing at all? |
A56293 | Or ar''t thou Friendship, yet a nobler Flame, That can a dearer way make Souls the same? |
A56293 | Or ar''t thou Love, that Mind to Mind imparts, The endless Concord of agreeing Hearts? |
A56293 | Or ar''t thou rather, which dos all transcend, The Centre where at last the Blest ascend; The Seat where Halelujah''s never end? |
A56293 | Or in thy Sacred Raptures hear The Musick of Heavens warbling Sphere? |
A56293 | Or, say ye Pow''rs, say, say ye Pow''rs my Peace to Crown, shall I, shall I, shall I Thaw my self or drown? |
A56293 | Return, return, revolting Rebells; return, where d''ye go, where d''ye go, where d''ye go, d''ye know? |
A56293 | Since then we can such Treasures raise, let''s no Expence re ╌ suse; in Love let''s lay out all our Days, how can we e''re be Poore? |
A56293 | Sup ╌ pose I turn Gamester? |
A56293 | The happy Season that all Grief exiles, When God is Pleas''d, and the Creation smiles? |
A56293 | WHat can we, what can we poor Fe ╌ males do; when What can we, can we poor Fa ╌ males do; when Pressing, Teasing, Pressing, Teasing Lovers sue? |
A56293 | WHo, who can from Joy ╌ refrain? |
A56293 | What art thou? |
A56293 | What can we, what can Pressing, Teasing, Pressing, Teasing Lovers sue? |
A56293 | What can we, what can we poor, poor Females do? |
A56293 | What term of Sorrow Preference dare contend? |
A56293 | What think''st of the Road then? |
A56293 | What, what makes the Spring re ╌ tire, what, what, what, what makes the Spring re ╌ tire, and Groves their Songs de ╌ cline? |
A56293 | What, what, what, what makes the Spring re ╌ tire, what, what, what, what makes the Spring re ╌ tire, and Groves their Songs de ╌ cline? |
A56293 | What? |
A56293 | When e''╌ ry Blessing that we use, be ╌ gets a thousand more? |
A56293 | Who, who can from Joy ╌ refrain, this Gay, ╌ this pleas ╌ ing, shining Wondrous Day? |
A56293 | Why do we precious Ointments show''r? |
A56293 | Why how now Sir Clown, why how now, what makes you so bold? |
A56293 | Why this trem ╌ bling, why this trem ╌ bling too all o''re? |
A56293 | Will nothing prefer me, what think''st of the Law? |
A56293 | Yes you may kiss me kindly still, and kindly still, and I will not re ╌ bell? |
A56293 | You must not, you shall not de ╌ ny; you must not, you shall not de ╌ Fie, fie, fie, fie; O fie, fie, fie, fie, nay what do you mean? |
A56293 | all, why no, no, no, no, no Kissing at all? |
A56293 | can he take de ╌ light in Killing? |
A56293 | can nothing, can nothing warm me? |
A56293 | come, come Bathe with us, come, come Bathe a Na ╌ ked Foe? |
A56293 | cou''d Corin ╌ na be afraid, she by him shou''d be betray''d? |
A56293 | ea ╌ se the Lo ╌ ver''s smart? |
A56293 | how a ╌ la ╌ s, how a ╌ las think you that I can bear the wounds of which you die? |
A56293 | how glad ╌ ly we be ╌ leive, when the Heart is too too willing; can that look, that face deceive? |
A56293 | how glad ╌ ly we be ╌ lieve, when the Heart it too too willing; can that Look, that Face deceive? |
A56293 | nay what do you mean? |
A56293 | not Kiss you at all; why no, why no not at all? |
A56293 | shall I, shall I, shall I Thaw my self or drown? |
A56293 | shall I, shall I, shall I Thaw my self, or drown? |
A56293 | the slave that from her Wit, or Beau ╌ ty flyes, bear? |
A56293 | thou Divine Mysterious thing? |
A56293 | took''st thou offence At Discords here, and fled''st from hence? |
A56293 | what a sad, what a sad, sa ╌ d Fate is mine? |
A56293 | what deep Groans torment the Air, Is Nature sunk into Despair; Or does the trembling Earth descry A fit of Falling- Sickness nigh? |
A56293 | what dost thou, what dost thou, what dost thou mean? |
A56293 | what dost thou, what dost thou, what dost thou mean? |
A56293 | what wou''d you, what wou''d you do? |
A56293 | what wou''d you, what wou''d you, what wou''d you do? |
A56293 | what''s that to Love and me? |
A56293 | where are now, where are now, where are now those flow ╌''ry Groves, where Zephir''s fragrant Winds did play? |
A56293 | why, why must I burn for this in ╌ grate? |
A56293 | — where, where are now, where are now, where are now those flow ╌''ry Groves, where Zephir''s fragrant Winds did play? |
A43142 | ''T is I, your Husband, said Saleware, do n''t you know my voice? |
A43142 | Alexander when a woman was brought to him one evening, demanded of her why she came so late? |
A43142 | Art well? |
A43142 | But what think you of his Opinion? |
A43142 | CAst our Nabs and Cares away, This is beggars Holiday, In the world look out and see, Where''s so happy a King as he? |
A43142 | Can there be no remedy for this Vice? |
A43142 | Could you not finde some other way to abuse me, but by this the most insufferable? |
A43142 | Dearest, said he, what is the matter? |
A43142 | Do you not wonder that there should be so many Pick- Pockets about t ● e st ● eets, notwithstanding that there is a Watch in every corner? |
A43142 | How are Painters call''d cunning Fellows? |
A43142 | How are Players said to be Philosophical? |
A43142 | How are Trumpeters said to be subject to sickly Distempers? |
A43142 | How are great Eaters said to be the most valiant men? |
A43142 | How comes it to pass that tall men for the most part are not wise? |
A43142 | How doth a Drunka ● d make himself known to the sober men of this life? |
A43142 | How is a Cook said to be a man of the worst digestion? |
A43142 | How may Coblers be said to be good men? |
A43142 | How may a Fool resemble a wise Man? |
A43142 | How may a man use Tobacco that it may do him good? |
A43142 | How should a man behave himself to his Friends? |
A43142 | Lucullus being asked one day by his Servant, whom he had invited to his feast, seeing so much meat prepared? |
A43142 | Of all things that you know which do you esteem most precious? |
A43142 | On whom ought not benefits to be bestowed? |
A43142 | Q. Wherefore is it that we are for the most part ill conceited of them that have their Hair of one colour and their Beard of another? |
A43142 | Tradewel seeing his man in so great a confusion, could not but smile to himself, asking him what was the matter? |
A43142 | What Employments, or Places of Command have any of this Society of Drunkards at Sea- service? |
A43142 | What Orders have they amongst them for their better Government? |
A43142 | What Spice doth a City- Sergeant love best? |
A43142 | What are the Companiens of Bacchus? |
A43142 | What are the Customes of this Learned Society of Drunkards, which they have ordained like the Laws of the Medes and Persians, to be unalterable? |
A43142 | What are their Civil Officers, who is their Mayor- Domo or Grand Steward? |
A43142 | What are their Martial Preferments; who amongst them is Colonel of a Regiment? |
A43142 | What are their Penal Statutes, Forfeitures and W ● its? |
A43142 | What difference is there betwixt a Drunkard and a Brewers- horse drawing of a Dray laden with full barrels of Beer? |
A43142 | What distinction do you make betwixt a Friend and a Foe? |
A43142 | What do several sorts of Colours signifie? |
A43142 | What harm then( said he) can your consent to my proposals do to your Husbands friendship or your Honesty? |
A43142 | What is a Drunkard like? |
A43142 | What is a Prodigal like? |
A43142 | What is an idle Justice of Peace like? |
A43142 | What is the Diet so much esteemed of by Citizens wives? |
A43142 | What is the pleasure of Drunkenness? |
A43142 | What is their Writ of, By what Right? |
A43142 | What may a Taylor be chiefly commend ● for? |
A43142 | What may a good Client be compared to? |
A43142 | What may a sample fellow in good Cloaths be compared to? |
A43142 | What men are dangerous in a Common- wealth? |
A43142 | What other Officers, have they in Respect and Dignity, Civil or Martial? |
A43142 | What said the Drunkard to those that pe ● swaded him to pay his money, and not to put himself to so publike disgrace as to sit in the Stocks? |
A43142 | What was the Opinion of Pythagoras concerning wild Fowl? |
A43142 | What''s he that hath a fine wit in jest? |
A43142 | What''s the best remedy for a woman that''s troubled with the falling sickness? |
A43142 | What''s the first Commodity a young Shop- keeper puts off? |
A43142 | Where''s the Nation lives so free, And so merry as do we? |
A43142 | Whether doest thou profess thy self a Knave or a Fool? |
A43142 | Whether is a fault committed in Drunkenness to be punished or remitted? |
A43142 | Which of the two is more sufferable a Tyrant, or a Hangman? |
A43142 | Who are Tenants in Dower? |
A43142 | Who are those that draw death out of which others preserve life? |
A43142 | Who is Admiral amongst them of the narrow Seas? |
A43142 | Who is Camp Master? |
A43142 | Who is Captain of a foot Company? |
A43142 | Who is Clerk of the Kitching? |
A43142 | Who is Corporal of the Field? |
A43142 | Who is Drum Major? |
A43142 | Who is Foreman of the Jury? |
A43142 | Who is Gentleman of a Company? |
A43142 | Who is Lanspresado? |
A43142 | Who is Marshal of the Field? |
A43142 | Who is Master of a Ship? |
A43142 | Who is Master- Gunner? |
A43142 | Who is Masters Mate? |
A43142 | Who is Mr. Comptroler? |
A43142 | Who is Mr. of the Ceremonies? |
A43142 | Who is Mr. of the Ordnance? |
A43142 | Who is Oliver, or Master of the Novelties? |
A43142 | Who is Principal Secretary? |
A43142 | Who is Proctor? |
A43142 | Who is Pyrat of the Narrow Seas? |
A43142 | Who is Register? |
A43142 | Who is Sutler? |
A43142 | Who is Swabber? |
A43142 | Who is Tenant amongst them in Fee- simple? |
A43142 | Who is Tenant at Will? |
A43142 | Who is Trumpetter? |
A43142 | Who is a Free- holder? |
A43142 | Who is a Mr. of Misrule? |
A43142 | Who is a good Navigator? |
A43142 | Who is an Intelligencer? |
A43142 | Who is an expert Geometrician? |
A43142 | Who is an old Souldier? |
A43142 | Who is he that shudies Cosmography? |
A43142 | Who is he that studies the Metaphysicks? |
A43142 | Who is publlick Notary? |
A43142 | Who is the Cook? |
A43142 | Who is the Ensign- Bearer? |
A43142 | Who is the Vice- Admiral? |
A43142 | Why are Carpenters said to be civil, well informed, and governed men as any in a Common- wealth? |
A43142 | Why are Carriers said to be wise men? |
A43142 | Why are Citizens Wives so affected with Hats? |
A43142 | Why are Fidlers compared to Camelions? |
A43142 | Why are Glasiers said to be good Arbitrators? |
A43142 | Why are Musquetiers of all other Souldiers said to be the most lazy? |
A43142 | Why are Printers said to be the most lawless men in a Kingdom? |
A43142 | Why are Saylors so seldom rich? |
A43142 | Why are Scriveners said to be hard- hearted Fellows? |
A43142 | Why are Smiths of all other Trades said to be the most irregular and wicked? |
A43142 | Why are Tapsters said to be well esteemed? |
A43142 | Why are Taylors like Woodcocks? |
A43142 | Why are bitter Almonds eaten in the time of tipling, said to preserve for a good space of time from Drunkenness? |
A43142 | Why are not Women so soon Drunk; but old folks suddenly oovercome with Wine? |
A43142 | Why are they called unfortunate men? |
A43142 | Why are those that wear long hair in the readiest way to make Fryars? |
A43142 | Why did Nature allow of Mercury? |
A43142 | Why did the Ancients paint Fortune with a double fore- head, the one side bald, and the other hairy; and why also blind? |
A43142 | Why do Foot- boys for the most part wear linnen stockings? |
A43142 | Why do Lawyers- Clerks write such wide Lines? |
A43142 | Why do fat men love their ease so much? |
A43142 | Why do many hold that there is a World in the Moon? |
A43142 | Why do the Women in Newgate beg singing? |
A43142 | Why do the eyes of a 〈 ◊ 〉 for the most part water? |
A43142 | Why do those that are drunk in beholding of one thing think that they see many? |
A43142 | Why do we usually say that the Philosophers- stone and need to turn all Metals into Gold? |
A43142 | Why had a Barber more reason to be honest and trusty than another Trade? |
A43142 | Why have Hosts usually such red Noses? |
A43142 | Why have many men no Beards? |
A43142 | Why is Prison a good Instrument of Reformation? |
A43142 | Why is a Barber said to be such an active man? |
A43142 | Why is a Cholerick man said to be no wiser than an Horse? |
A43142 | Why is a Hangman said to be one of a contemplative life? |
A43142 | Why is a Midwife so commendable a Trade? |
A43142 | Why is a Miller said to be the fittest Husband for a Scold? |
A43142 | Why is a Tooth- drawers said to be an unconscionable Trade? |
A43142 | Why is he that draws Beer not called a Drawer, as well as he that draws wine? |
A43142 | Why is it better to fall into the Claws of Crows and Ravens than of Flatterers? |
A43142 | Why is it said to be no Charity to give a blind man an Almes? |
A43142 | Why may Tobacco shops be said for to be such dangerous places for to come into? |
A43142 | Why so silent? |
A43142 | Why, did you promise only to delude? |
A43142 | Would you be serv''d so your self? |
A30923 | ''T is wretched sure to be a Pow''r Divine; And not the Ioys of happy Lovers know: Wou''dst thou, my Dearest, be an Angel now? |
A30923 | ART thou then absent, O thou dear And only Subject of my Flame? |
A30923 | Ah, foolish Swain, what ● renzy haunts thy mind? |
A30923 | Ah, whither from a wretched Lover run? |
A30923 | Ah, why would''st thou assist my Enemy, Who was himself almost too strong for me? |
A30923 | Am I deluded? |
A30923 | And is it not the very same with me, To slight my Love, when I must absent be? |
A30923 | And is this truly so? |
A30923 | And must I dye? |
A30923 | And now, alas, what can she doe, Or speak or shew, How very much she is oblig''d to you? |
A30923 | And shall my injur''d Soul stand Mute, and live, Whilst that another reaps what she can give? |
A30923 | And since kind Fate has giv''n me such a Lott, Think you I''ll hazard what''s so hardly got? |
A30923 | Are these fair Objects that appear But shadows of that noble frame, For which I do all other form disclaim? |
A30923 | As soon as born, why did''st thou not give order To be proclaim''d the World''s great Emperour? |
A30923 | But found the task too great for my weak Quill, For who is he that artfully can tell? |
A30923 | But what do''s most your Poetry commend? |
A30923 | But whither is he gone? |
A30923 | But who''d not therefore Blessed Michael be,''Cause Devils are Angels too as well as he? |
A30923 | Call ye me this the breeding of the Town, Which my young Master bragg''d when he came down? |
A30923 | Can Wedlock e''er endure so great a Curse, As putting Husbands out to th''Wife to Nurse? |
A30923 | Can any happiness compare with mine? |
A30923 | Can you a faithfull Shepherd see, Who languishes in pain, And yet so cruel- hearted be, To let him sue in vain? |
A30923 | Canst thou no ease, no moderation ● ind? |
A30923 | Did I for this forsake my Country Ease, My Liberty, my Bacon, Beans, and Pease? |
A30923 | Did I not Vow by all the Pow''rs above, None but Galaecia shou''d but obtain my Love? |
A30923 | Did we for this knock off their Spanish Fetters, To make''em able to abuse their Betters? |
A30923 | Do''s Love alone a cruel Master prove? |
A30923 | FOnte Caballino Ianam cùm cerno lavatam, An Sappho est, inquam, quae rediviva canit? |
A30923 | For who can evidence but that may be No meer privation, but an Enemy? |
A30923 | For why should Gutter swallow all up, When many a dry Soul wish''d a gullup? |
A30923 | Gray hairs are fitter for the Grave, Than for the Bridal Bed; What pleasure can a Lover have, In a wither''d Maiden- head? |
A30923 | Have Dreams such power to deceive? |
A30923 | How from thy Omnipresence can he hide, Since ev''ry- where thy Spirit do''s reside? |
A30923 | How gladly wou''d he act them o''er again? |
A30923 | How ioyfully ● he heav''nly Host above, Proclaim to Man, glad tydings of thy Love? |
A30923 | How long in mournful Silence has my Sighs Bemoan''d thy Absence? |
A30923 | How shall the slaves to Labour born, and Toil, When Your kind Person shall refresh the Isle, Wonder with joy to see each other smile? |
A30923 | How soft will be his strain, When he shall find His own strange Story acted o''er again? |
A30923 | How well are all your Hero''s toyls and fights, His long laborious Days, and restless Nights, Re- paid with Glory by your charming Pen? |
A30923 | How will you now your Passions vent, To her you long your Heart have lent? |
A30923 | I know not where to end this happy Theam; But is it real? |
A30923 | I''d rather fall to Foes a noble prey, Than squeek my Soul out under Lock and Key ● What''s this? |
A30923 | I. ALas, why mad''st thou such a Vow, Which thou wilt never pay, And promise that from very now, Till everlasting day? |
A30923 | If envious Fate must strike the Heart, My better part, Why shou''d this liveless lump of Clay Delay To mount the Skies to follow thee away? |
A30923 | If large, who wou''d not rowl in what he loves? |
A30923 | Is God so kind, so mercifull a God, So soon to cast away his angry Rod? |
A30923 | Is he alone? |
A30923 | Is it of Wealth so proud they are become? |
A30923 | Is there no end of the hard Tasks of Love? |
A30923 | Is this an Argument,''cause Beggars Eat, Therefore you''ll fast, and go without your Meat? |
A30923 | Is this the much- fam''d Friend to th''Muses, Who thus their Helicon abuses? |
A30923 | Is this the recompence which you intend Now to bestow on your so early Friend? |
A30923 | M. But how shall we of this assured be? |
A30923 | M. How so, we pray? |
A30923 | Minerva''s easie, while her Garment flows, Dress her in Armour, and how stiff she goes? |
A30923 | Must sighs& sorrow still distract my Mind? |
A30923 | NO more, he''s gone, with Angel''s Wings he fled, What Mortal Art cou''d keep him from the Dead? |
A30923 | No Gresham Engine my lean Corps to squeese? |
A30923 | No Owl, no Cat, to end my wofull days? |
A30923 | Now He''s in Grave, I will be brave, The Ladies shall adore me; I''ll Court and Kiss, what hurt''s in this? |
A30923 | Or cam''st not vailed in an Angel''s Shrine, Or took the Nature of a Seraphin? |
A30923 | Or else to instance in their proper sphere, Pale and corrupted Wine turns Vinegar, Will they beyond it therefore praise small Beer? |
A30923 | Or has a real Love usurp''d thy Breast? |
A30923 | Or hatch such treachery to undermine The best of Kings on Earth, nay pull him down From his own Regal and Establish''d Throne? |
A30923 | Or is thy Face, which thou do''st thus disguise, In Mourning for the Murthers of thine Eyes? |
A30923 | Say, my Clarinda, for what Discontent, Keep thy all Rosie Cheeks so strict a Lent? |
A30923 | See how yon Vine untrim''d neglected lyes; What wilt thou ne''er repent? |
A30923 | Shall I but name the other charming Bliss, That wou''d conveigh our Souls to Paradise? |
A30923 | Shall I, with fruitless cries, disturb my Lambs, Or, with my quer''lous groans, a ● ● right their Dams? |
A30923 | Shall a true Diamond of less value be, Because abroad some Counterfeits we see? |
A30923 | Stay here, my Muse, and of these let us learn, The loss of our deceased Friend to Mourn: Learn did I say? |
A30923 | TO tune thy praise, what Muse shall I invoke, what Quire? |
A30923 | Then Three- heart rending sighs she drew, Deeper than ever Poet''s Fiction knew; And cruel, cruel Thyrsis said, Why thus unkind to an enamour''d Maid? |
A30923 | Then, my dear Cowley, dye, For why shou''d foolish I, Or foolish Sympathy, Wish thee to live? |
A30923 | This, if he were but half so blest to know, What would not the oblig''d Amyntas do? |
A30923 | Thy humble Presents fading are, and poor, Not lasting as their bright and shining Ore. Alas, what shall I do? |
A30923 | Thyrsis( alas) had heard The Maid repeat her Woe: Thyrsis the consequence too fear''d; Ah, why do''st thou my Passion know? |
A30923 | To bouze Old Wine, mad Pindar wonted, Till by a Vintner being affronted, The peevish Cur( what could be ruder?) |
A30923 | To see Lambs skip o''re Hills is pretty sport, But who wou''d justle with them in their Court? |
A30923 | Unhappy Nymph, whom wouldst thou coyl ● shun? |
A30923 | V. But why? |
A30923 | VVhat Tower do''s not impious Arms VVeary, with continual harms? |
A30923 | VVhat shall he do? |
A30923 | WHat equal Thanks? |
A30923 | WHat fitter Subject could be for thy Wit? |
A30923 | WHere shall I ● ind a close conceal''d Abode? |
A30923 | WHy do you vex me with continual fears, And force out needless Tears? |
A30923 | Want ye a sign? |
A30923 | Was it a Phantasme only that I saw? |
A30923 | What Angel is not wishing to be Thee? |
A30923 | What Anthem''s this, sweet Angels, that you sing Unto us Men? |
A30923 | What Gifts of thine canst thou believe will take, Since City- Youths can so much richer make? |
A30923 | What Grief in Neighb''ring States shall not be known, Now the soft link of Amity is gone? |
A30923 | What Grief shall not the Foreign Reg ● ons shew? |
A30923 | What Pallace is not quickly brought, By Prince''s Wickedness, to nought? |
A30923 | What Wit for Subject could there be more fit Than thine for this, by which thou''st nobly shew''d Thy Soul with Loyal Sentiments endew''d? |
A30923 | What can not Greatness, Wit, and Beauty doe, Such constant Bliss is to Your Presence due, As if their Spring but Prophesy''d of You? |
A30923 | What crowds of Weeping Loves wilt Thou create, When in thy Lines they find their Pictur''d Fate? |
A30923 | What ease shall Natives, what delight possess, Who from blest You derive their Happiness? |
A30923 | What hellish Fiend inrag''d cou''d more have done? |
A30923 | What in the World most fair appears, Yea ev''n laughter turns to tears; And all the Iewels which we prize, Melt in these Pendents of the Eyes? |
A30923 | What is the crime has bin committed"By this poor Liquor, how endited? |
A30923 | What shall I do then? |
A30923 | What shall I farther add? |
A30923 | What sign or token may we find or see? |
A30923 | What stupid Enemy to Wit and Sence, Dares to dispute your Sexes Excellence? |
A30923 | What though their Tale more numerous appear? |
A30923 | What various Chances Fortune brings? |
A30923 | What, was there none but Charles the First, the Great And most indulgent worthiest Potentate, To vent their rage upon? |
A30923 | When did you know the Lad did love"True Claret, and rebellious prove?" |
A30923 | Where ease the Burthens of my lab''ring Breast? |
A30923 | Where is grave Madge, and brisk Grimalkin now, Before whose Feet our Race was wo nt to bow? |
A30923 | Who can expect the Body e''er shou''d thrive, And lack its natural preservative? |
A30923 | Whose praise on Water thus is wasted, Claret the Puppy never tasted: What the Devil was his humour, To raise so scandalous a rumour? |
A30923 | Why do you tell me I shall surely dye, Since Courteous Heav''n, and I, Both in one resolution do comply? |
A30923 | Why had I ever Charms, or why are they so quickly gone? |
A30923 | Why shou''d you question that most sacred Vow, Which in sincerity I made but now? |
A30923 | Why was I ever Young? |
A30923 | Why was not Beauty long? |
A30923 | Will he be reconcil''d to sinfull Men? |
A30923 | Will not thy Love one minutes rest allow? |
A30923 | With what vain Dreams, said he, art thou possest? |
A30923 | Would I propose to hide me from thy sight, In an Egyptian Darkness, and thick Night? |
A30923 | Yet what just Praise deserv''dly due can be To Aged Men, that they from Vice are free, Since''t is not choice, but meer necessitie? |
A30923 | a pissing Candles latter end, My dear beloved Country- Save- all Friend? |
A30923 | and is it come to this? |
A30923 | and is there no relief? |
A30923 | and shall my Eyes, Together with my Souls bright Faculties, Be cheated with the Worlds gay Vanities? |
A30923 | are thine Eyes upwards bent? |
A30923 | but why Name I this great impossibility? |
A30923 | can God be friends agen? |
A30923 | do I only rave? |
A30923 | do ye glad tydings bring? |
A30923 | hazard the event? |
A30923 | or some airy Dream? |
A30923 | or whither shall he fly? |
A30923 | what Gratitude is due, Industrious Friend from all this Isle to you? |
A30923 | what Mercy can ye boast If the poor Secretary''s frighted Ghost Shou''d chance to touch upon the Stygian Coast? |
A30923 | what do I do? |
A30923 | what is this Antick shape? |
A30923 | what say? |
A30923 | where find out Rest? |
A30923 | where is all that Grandeur now? |
A30923 | who''d be of Old mad Timon''s mind,( Because he did) to hate Mankind? |
A30923 | why do''st thou thus delight To torture me? |
A30923 | why thus my suff''rings ● light? |
A30923 | why would''st thou come down, Rather so lowly, than with great Renown? |
A30923 | wil''t thou near learn to know, What happiness in Solitude do''s grow? |
A30923 | wilt ne''er be wise? |
A52865 | ''Cause her Fortunes seem too high, Should I play the fool and die? |
A52865 | A Curse upon thee for a slave, Art thou here, and heardst me rave? |
A52865 | A widow that''s poor, And a very very whore, To an Heir that wants nothing but wit? |
A52865 | ALL in vain, Turn again, Why should I love her? |
A52865 | ALas poor Cupid art thou blind? |
A52865 | Alas poor Cupid, art thou blind? |
A52865 | Am I not all foam and fire? |
A52865 | And let us but reflect On our condition''tother day, When none but Tyrants bore the sway, What did we then expect? |
A52865 | Any Silk, any Thread, Any Toys for your head, Of the new''st, and fin''st, fin''st wear- a? |
A52865 | Are we to learn what is a Court? |
A52865 | Art thou not sensible how thou hast made me become a scorn and by- word to all that know me? |
A52865 | At the Crowning of our King, Thus we ever dance and sing, Wher''e''s the Nat''on lives so free, And so merry as do we? |
A52865 | BY Heaven I''le tell her boldly that''t is she, Why ● ● ● uld she asham''d or angry be, That she''s belov''d by me? |
A52865 | Be not thou so foolish nice, As to be invited twice; VVhat should women more incite, Than their own sweet appetite? |
A52865 | But if your Palms are anointed with gold Then you shall seem Like a Queen Of fifteen, Though you are threescore year old? |
A52865 | But prithee Celia, what design Led thy fair hands unto my bre ● t, Was it a love to thine own shrine, Or pity to a thing opprest? |
A52865 | But shee''s a whore, yet sure I lie, May there not be degrees of chastity? |
A52865 | But who did thus your heart surprize? |
A52865 | But yet I fear my Ienny''s face, VVill cause more men to woo, Which I shall take for a disgrace, But what''s that to you? |
A52865 | CAst our Caps and Care away, This is Beggars Holiday, In the world look out and see, Where''s so happy a King as he? |
A52865 | Can Kings command then more than we, Who of all Laws Commanders be? |
A52865 | Can nothing bribe thee, can no charms, Force thee from thy Tython''s Arms? |
A52865 | Can you think me so weak, as to exchange the Flower of my Youth, for a bundle of Snow, or rotten Dirt? |
A52865 | Canst not thy bow and Arrows find? |
A52865 | Compell''d to love by parts divine, I follow them whom Angels tend, Then tell me, can my love decline Whose lowest object do''s ascend? |
A52865 | Do you hold intelligence with heaven? |
A52865 | Do''s my love thy love destroy? |
A52865 | Dost thou not know the world brands thee for a Whore, a notorious Strumpet? |
A52865 | E''re old Saturn chang''d his throne, Freedom reign''d and banisht strife, Where was he that knew his own, Or who call''d a woman wife? |
A52865 | Evening I Am the Ev''ning dark as night, Jack- with- the- lanthorn, bring a light, Iack Whither? |
A52865 | FAir Mistriss I would gladly know, What thing it is you cherish so, What instrument and from whence bred, Is that you call a Maiden- head? |
A52865 | FOnd love, what dost thou mean, To court an idle folly? |
A52865 | Fairest Lady, WHat can there be to compose an accomplished minde, that you want? |
A52865 | Fie ô Hymen, fie ô Hymen, fie ô Hymen, What hands and what hearts dost thou knit? |
A52865 | Fly not sparkles from mine eye, To shew my indignation nigh? |
A52865 | Friends, why do ye chide, And stern my drinking tide? |
A52865 | From you came? |
A52865 | GOod Simon, how comes it your Nose looks so red, And your cheeks, and lips, look so pale? |
A52865 | HAste sluggish morn, why dost thou stay, This is Venus Holiday? |
A52865 | HAve you any work for the Sow- gelder, ho? |
A52865 | HOw long shall I pine for love? |
A52865 | HOw merrily looks The man that hath Gold; He seemeth but twenty, Though threescore year old? |
A52865 | Hast thou no sense of thy own filthy deformity? |
A52865 | Have I not lov ● d thee much and long, A tedious twelve hours space? |
A52865 | Have you any Brauches to spade, Or e''re a fair Maid, That would be a Nun? |
A52865 | Have you any Lambs in your holts, To cut for the stone? |
A52865 | Have you not seen the Stars retreat, When Sol salutes our Hemisphere? |
A52865 | Her Kerchief was of holland clear Bound low upon her brow, I se whisper''d something in h ● r ear, ● ut what''s that to you? |
A52865 | How begot? |
A52865 | How did I spend my time in making Encomiums upon thy Beauty, Vertues, and thy Person that I once so much admired? |
A52865 | How long like the Turtle- Dove, Shall I heavily thus complain? |
A52865 | How long shall I sue in vain? |
A52865 | I Courted a Lass, my folly Was the cause of her disdaining, I courted her thus; What shall I Sweet Dolly, d ● for thy dear loves obtaining? |
A52865 | I have too much, And yet my folly''s such, I can not hold but must have t''other touch; Here''s a health to the King; How now? |
A52865 | Ienny daintily could mow, But what''s that to you? |
A52865 | In love, with what? |
A52865 | In these unbridled times, who would not strive To free his neck from all prerogative? |
A52865 | Is it a spirit, or the treasure Lovers loose in height of pleasure? |
A52865 | Is she kinde, as she is fair? |
A52865 | Lady, it is you that I adore, and can you then imagine I would injure you, you that I would gladly make my own, and be proud of such a Purchase? |
A52865 | Madam, Can you be so unjust as to deem my language feigned? |
A52865 | Madam, What crime of mine hath raised your angry frowns? |
A52865 | May I finde a woman kinde, And not wavering like the winde? |
A52865 | May I finde a woman rich, And not of too high a pitch; If that pride should cause disdain, Tell me, Lover, where''s thy gain? |
A52865 | My Horn goes too high, too low, Have you any Pigs, Calves, or Colts? |
A52865 | No no, what means that wanton smile, But, onely to beguile? |
A52865 | Now a beard is a thing, That commands in a King, Be his Scepter ne''r so fair? |
A52865 | OH Anis quoth he, well Thomas quoth she, What wouldst thou say man unto me? |
A52865 | OH Chloris, would the Gods allow We e''re might love as we love now, What greater Joys hath earth in store? |
A52865 | Oh let this woful life expire, Why should I wish Evadne''s fire, Sad Portia''s Doals, or Lucrece Knife, To rid me of a loathed life? |
A52865 | One Kiss more, and so farewel, Fie, no more, I prethee fool give o''re, Why cloudst thou thus thy beams? |
A52865 | Or Heav''n it self, to give us more? |
A52865 | Or can you divine, or dive into the hidden mysteries, or secret cabinet of a Deity? |
A52865 | Or can you imagine I can fear Death it self, when I am inspired by the thoughts of you? |
A52865 | Or my cheeks make pale with care,''Cause anothers Rosie are? |
A52865 | Or that those eyes, Which look like friends, are onely spies? |
A52865 | PHillis I pray, Why did you say, That I did not adore you? |
A52865 | SHall I lie wasting in despair, Die because a womans fair? |
A52865 | STrephon, what envious cloud hath made All o''re thy face this sullen shade? |
A52865 | See, see, already Charons Boat, Who grimly asks why all this stay? |
A52865 | Shall my foolish heart be pin''d,''Cause I see a woman kinde, Or a well disposed Nature, Joyned in a comely feature? |
A52865 | Shall salvage things more freedom have, Than Nature unto woman gave? |
A52865 | Shall the grifts of my hope be unground? |
A52865 | Shall the sails of my love stand still? |
A52865 | Shall thy black barque those guilty spirits stow, That kill themselves for love? |
A52865 | Shall time release him, say? |
A52865 | Since these are so merry, why should we take care? |
A52865 | Sir, How have my actions rendred me suspected? |
A52865 | Song 116. WHo is Silvia? |
A52865 | Stain to thy Sex, HAth modesty now forsook thee, that thou durst abuse that affection, that adored thee? |
A52865 | Still do I cry,& c. Come buy, come buy a Horn- book, Who buys my Pins or Needles? |
A52865 | Suspitious Sir, WHat occasion have I given you to retain any evil or doubtful thoughts of my love or modesty? |
A52865 | TEll me gentle S ● rephon, why You from my embraces fly? |
A52865 | TEll me no more you love, in vain Fair Celia, you this passion feign; Can those pretend to love, that do Refuse what love perswades us too? |
A52865 | TEll me, where is Fancy bred, Or in the heart, or in the head? |
A52865 | THy love is cha ● te, they tell thee so, But how young Souldier shalt thou know? |
A52865 | That all our Swains commend her? |
A52865 | The Mayor of the Towu with his Ruff on, What a pox is he better than we? |
A52865 | The Sun sets alway in the West, Is not the Popes Religion b ● st? |
A52865 | Then pray be not so fond, Think you that women can, Rest satisfy''d with Complements, The froathy part of man? |
A52865 | Then why should we study to love, and look pale, And make long Addresses to what will grow stale? |
A52865 | They minde not poor Lovers who walk above On the decks of the world, in storms of love? |
A52865 | This Soldier loves, and fain would die to win, Shall he go on? |
A52865 | Vngrateful man, HAth my love to you deserved no better than your scorns? |
A52865 | WAke all ye dead, what Ho, what Ho; How soundly they sleep whose pillars lie low? |
A52865 | WHat creatures on earth, Can boast freer mirth, Less envy''d and loved than we? |
A52865 | WHat shall he have that kill''d the Deer? |
A52865 | WHy should I not dally( my Dear) in thine eye, And chase the dull hours away? |
A52865 | WHy should onely Man be ty''d To a foolish female thing, When all Creatures else beside, Birds and Beasts change every Spring? |
A52865 | WHy should we not laugh and be jolly, Since all the world is mad? |
A52865 | WHy shouldst thou swear I am forsworn, Since thine I vow''d to be? |
A52865 | Wedded to Virginity? |
A52865 | What Lovers pass, and in Elizium raign? |
A52865 | What i st I would not do To purchase one sweet smile? |
A52865 | What is she? |
A52865 | What mean you by this Riddle Sir, she said, I pray expound it: Then I thus began, Are not men made for Maids, and Maids for men? |
A52865 | What pray then can a King have more, Than one that doth provide his store? |
A52865 | What''s he that having such a wife, That on her would not dote? |
A52865 | When Age shall come, at whose command Those Troops of Beauty''s must disband: A Tyrants strength once took away, What slave''s so dull as to obey? |
A52865 | Whither? |
A52865 | Whither? |
A52865 | Who calls the Ferry- man of Hell? |
A52865 | Who is it would to one be bound, When so many may be found? |
A52865 | Who was it? |
A52865 | Who would not this face admire, Who would not this Saint adore? |
A52865 | Who would not this sight desire, Though he thought to see no more? |
A52865 | Who would the ● to one be bound, When so many may be found? |
A52865 | Who would then to one be bound, When so many may be found? |
A52865 | Who would then to one be bound, When so many may be found? |
A52865 | Who would then to one bound, When so many may be found? |
A52865 | Why do you sigh, and sob, and keep Time to my tears, whilst I do weep; Can you have sense, or do you prove, What crucifixions are in love? |
A52865 | Why should I Thither fly, And not enjoy her? |
A52865 | Why should I my self confine To the limits of one place, When I have all Europe mine, Where I list to run my race? |
A52865 | Why should we then dote on, One with a fools Coat on, Whose Coffers are cram''d, Yet he will be damn''d E''re he''l do a good act, or a wise one? |
A52865 | Why then should we study to love and look pale, And make long Addresses, but never prevail? |
A52865 | Why then should we study to love, and look pale, And make long Addresses to what will grow stale? |
A52865 | Why then should we study to love, and looke pale, And make long Addresses to what will grow stale? |
A52865 | Wicked and wretched Woman, HAst thou forgot all goodness, that thou da ● est lift up thy adulterous eyes to behold the Christal light? |
A52865 | Will you buy any Tape, Or Lace for your Cape, My dainty Duck, my Dear- a? |
A52865 | Worthy Lady, CAn you think I can live, and want your love? |
A52865 | Would you believe that there can rest Deceit within that brest? |
A52865 | Would you think him wise that now Still one sort of meat doth eat, When both Sea and Land allow Sundry sorts of other meat? |
A52865 | how nourished? |
A52865 | love will quench those flames; Do you fear I may be guilty of extravagancies, love will teach me to be solid; Are you afraid of want? |
A52865 | why came she thither? |
A52865 | why do you not keep A watch upon your Ministers of fate? |
A52865 | wilt thou forget the Vertuous Wife of thy bosome, for a Strumpet that is not onely disloyal, but impudent? |