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A07365HOw many things as yet are deare alike to mee?
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A27342Cross,[ London: 1700?]
A29167Cross,[ London: 1693?]
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A36974She confess, thou sweet disposer of my Ioys?
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A51657Printed for J. Wright, J. Clark, W. Thackeray and T. Passenger,[ London]:[ 1683?]
A879551 sheet([ 1] p.) s.n.,[ London: 1699?]
A89391music s.n.,[ London: 1700?]
A01058Had I her fast betwixt mine a ● … es, Iudge you that thinke such sports were harmes, Wert any ha ● …?
A37015:[ 1698?]
A37015Cross,[ London?]
A92386T. Cross,[ London: 1700?]
A92386if to Love, it be a Pain: What is''t to be not Lov''d again?
A20692SHall I sue shall I seeke for grace?
A20692Shall I pray shall I proue?
A20692Shall I striue to a heauenly Ioy, with an earthly loue?
A36640Love and I, what can Love and I do more?
A36640what can Love and I do more?
A40247The Parson did his Conscience ask If He were fit for such a Task, And cou''d perform his Duty?
A37024HAve you seen Bat ╌ tle ╌ dore play, where the Shuttlecock fly''s to and fro one?
A37024Or, have you no ╌ ted an A ╌ pe ╌ ril- day, now rai ╌ ning, now shining, now warming, now storming?
A37024must the Love ╌ sick Damon dye?
A071993 Dido wept, but what of this?
A07199Fal showers of sweet de- light, What heauen hath beams that shine more bright?
A07199WElcome is the word, The best loue can af- ford: For what can better be?
A07199Welcome once againe, Though too much were in vaine: Yet how can loue exceed?
A04616Ma s eg li è a mor, per dio che cosa è quae le?
A04616SAmor non è the dun que è quel ch''io sento?
A04616Sa''mi a vog li a. ar de Se ri a, on de e''fi dolce og ni tor men tk?
A04616Se buona, on- de è effette as- pro mortale?
A096533 Diaphenia like to all things blessed, When all thy praises are expressed, Deare ioy, how I doe loue thee?
A09653But 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?
A09653For who regardeth the melodius charmes of Orpheus, or enchanting melodie of Arion?
A09653I doe:& c. 2 Diaphenia like the spreading Roses, That in thy sweetes, all sweetes incloses, Faire sweete how I doe loue thee?
A09653Still are you angry, and is there no relenting?
A09653Whose estate is like to mine?
A193431 Shall a frowne or angrie eye, Shall a word vnfitly placed?
A193432 Shall I woe her in dispight?
A19343Shall I tempt her with delight, Shall I laugh out her denying?
A19343Shall I turne her from her flying?
A19343Shall a shadow make me flie, As I were with Tygers chaced?
A19343Signatures: A- G²(-G2, blank?).
A36961Or the dazling Deity, For stooping to the lowly Main?
A36961Playford, John, 1623- 1686?
A36961What''s the gawdy lofty Sky The worse, for blessing Earth with Rain?
A36961why should I be blam''d, For letting poor Amintor woo me?
A28384Have you any work for a Tinker, Mistress?
A28384If any will say, shall we be wise than our Forefathers, to endeavour the discovery of that which they could never find out?
A28384MY Soul to God shall give good heed, And him alone attend, For why?
A28384MY Soul to God shall give good heed, And him alone attend, For why?
A28384MY Soul to God shall give good heed, And him alone attend, For why?
A37016Bethel, Bethel, where''s thy Loyalty?
A37016Justice, Justice, where''s thy Equity?
A37016Lon ╌ don, Lon ╌ don, where''s thy Loy ╌ al ╌ ty?
A37016London, London, where''s thy Loyalty?
A37016Playford, John, 1623- 1686?
A37016Robert, Robert, where''s thy Modesty?
A37016Then who would lose a Treasure For such a puny Pleasure?
A37016Udsbows, cries my Country- man John, Was ever the like before seen?
A66725Let that Bag of Guinneys be dost thou not make the best use of thy Chink?
A66725WHat ayles the old Fool?
A66725Why best, and wel — com thy Friend, at this time of day so near to thine end?
A66725Why dost thou not drink, and eat of the WHat ayles the old Fool?
A66725Why dost thou not drink, and eat of the best, and wel — com thy Friend, at this time of day so near to thine end?
A66725Why dost thou not make the best use of thy Chink?
A32750and what was your reason of your too much familiarity with my Wife, replyed the Inn- keeper?
A32750where art thou; speak?
A44855HOW long must Women wish in vain, a con — stant How long must Wo — men wish in vain a constant Love to find?
A44855JACK, whither so fast?
A44855No art can Fic — kle Man re — Love to find?
A44855S. WHY wonders beauteous Clo — ris, why, I''ve aim''d so oft at Po — e — try?
A44855To the Devil; where shou''d I?
A44855You 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?
A44855why shou''d we room — for Beau — ty make, which wi — ll not let us live?
A44855why wonders beauteous Clo — ris, why, I''ve aim''d so much at Po — e — try?
A66559IF my Lady bid beginne, Shall I say No''t is a sinne?
A66559If shee bidd mee Kisse and play, Shall I shrinke?
A66559Loves he Musick?
A66559WHat would any man desire?
A66559is he cold?
A66559shee''l gently scoole him''till he finde that heat does coole him, Is he Sad?
A66559then here''s a fire Is he hot?
A66559then here''s a pleasure, is hee poore?
A2069616 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?
A206968 Is that Loue?
A20696DOurò dun- que mo- ri- re?
A20696DOurò dunque morire?
A20696Dourò dunque morire?
A20696ERgonè diuini genitoris plectra resumis, Reddat vt attonitos iterum tua Musa Britannos?
A20696Haue I lost thee?
A20696LAdy if you so spight me, so spight me, Wherefore do you so oft, so oft kisse, kisse and delight mee?
A20696Lady if you so spight mee, so spight mee, Wherefore doe you, doe you so oft, doe you so oft, kisse, kisse and delight me?
A20696Pria che di nuouo io miri, Voibramata cagion de miei marti- ri mio perdu- to tesoro non potrò dirui pria ch''io mora io moro?
A20696io me- ro?
A37022Can nothing, can no ╌ thing warm me, can nothing, can nothing warm me?
A37022Fate, to urge a Fate, and Justice so se ╌ vere?
A37022Our Author has a famous Story chose, Whose Comick Theme no Person do''s expose, But the Knights- Errant; And pray where are those?
A37022Suppose I turn Gamester?
A37022What think''st of the Road then?
A37022Will nothing prefer me, what think''st of the Law?
A37022shall it be so, shall it be, shall it be, shall it be so?
A37022shall it be, shall it be, shall it be so?
A37022what dost thou, what dost thou, what dost thou mean?
A37022what dost thou, what dost thou, what dost thou mean?
A37022where 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?
A046132 Can a creature so excelling, Harbour scorne in beauties dwelling, All kinde pitty thence expelling?
A046132 VVomen what are they?
A046133 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?
A046133 VVomen what are they?
A046135 What shall I doe?
A04613CANTVS CAn modest plaine desire to the ioies of loue aspire?
A04613Can worthi- nesse procure more then har- di- nesse assure?
A04613Go then, all is one, Wilt thou needs be gone?
A04613WHat are they what are they, changing weather- cocks, that smallest puffes of lust haue power to turne to turne, women what are they?
A04613WHat are they, what are they, changing weather- cocks, that smallest puffes, that smallest puffes of lust hath power to turne, women what are they?
A04613WHat are they, what are they?
A04613Wilt thou needs be gone?
A04613beasts of Hiaenaes kinde, That speak those fairst, whō most they mean to swallow: We men what are wee?
A04613patient creatures most, That rather yeld thē striue gainst ought withstāding We men what are wee?
A04613rocks vpon the coast, Where on we suffer shipwracke at our landing: Women what are they?
A04613trees whose outward rinde, Makes shew for faire when inward hart is hallow: Women what are they?
A04613vertues stumbling blocks, stumbling blocks, whereat weake fooles doe fall, the wiser spurne, we men, what are we?
A04613we men, what are we?
A178801 O Griefe, how diuers are thy shapes wherein men languish?
A178802 O Fate, why shouldst thou take from KINGS their ioy, and treasure?
A17880And feastes in highest pompe turne funerall?
A17880How fit for peace was hee, and rosie beds?
A17880How fit to stand in troopes of iron heads?
A17880O Griefe, O Griefe, how diuers are thy shapes wherein men lan- guish?
A17880O Spirit full of hope why art thou fled From deedes of honour?
A17880O earthly state How doth thy greatnesse in a moment fall?
A17880O why should loue such two kinde harts dis- seuer, As nature neuer knit more faire or firme toge- ther?
A17880VVhat could the greatest artist, Nature, adde T''encrease his graces?
A17880VVhen time had with his circles made complete, His charmed rounds?
A17880What can to kinde youth more despightfull proue Then to be rob''d of one sole Brother?
A17880What gaine can he heape vp though showers of Crownes descend, Who for that good must change a brother and a friend?
A17880why''s that vertue dead VVhich dwelt so well in thee?
A42027FOol take up thy shaft again, if thy store thou profusely spend in vain; who can furnish thee with more?
A42027Fairest, we safely may this fear despise; How can she see our actions who wants eyes?
A42027Fie Chari ● ssa, whence so chang''d of late, As to become in love a reprobate?
A42027For how can thy pale sickly flame burn clere, When death and old despair inhabit here?
A42027How long dwel here?
A42027I saw when last I clos''d my eyes, Celinda stoopt t''anothers will, If specious apprehension kill, What would the truth without disguise?
A42027I. VVHy thy passion should it move, that I wisht thy Beauty less?
A42027Malicious Death, why with rude force Dost thou my Fair from me divorce?
A42027Or 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?
A42027Thou who alone Canst, yet wilt grant no ease; Why slight''st thou one To feed a new disease?
A42027VVHat if Night should betray us, and reveal to the light all the pleasure that we steal?
A42027VVHen 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?
A42027WHat means this stately TABLATVRE, The Ballance of thy streins?
A42027What tyrannick Mistress dare To one beauty love confine?
A42027Who unbounded as the aire All may court but none decline: Why should we the Heart deny As many objects as the Eye?
A42027Why then graves should we bedew, Why the ground with odours strew?
A42027if 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?
A42027when thy soft accents through mine ear, into my soul do fly; what Angel would not quit his sphere, to hear such harmony?
A20695HYmen, 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?
A20695HYmen, 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?
A20695HYmen, 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?
A20695I Sweete stay a while, why will you?
A20695O 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?
A20695O 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?
A20695Perhaps 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?
A20695SWeet stay a while, why will you rise?
A20695SWeet stay a while, why will you rise?
A20695SWeete stay a while, why will you rise?
A20695SWeete stay a while, why will you rise?
A20695Shall I speake, and ney- ther please, nor be free- ly heard?
A20695Shall I speake, and ney- ther please, nor be free- ly heard?
A20695Shall I speake, and ney- ther please, nor be free- ly heard?
A20695Shall I speake, and ney- ther please, nor be free- ly heard?
A20695Stereman, how stands the winde?
A20695Stormes calme at last, and why may not she leaue off her frowning?
A20695Stormes calme at last, and why may not shee leaue off her frow- ning?
A20695Stormes calme at last, and why may not shee leaue off her frowning?
A20695Stormes calme at last, and why may, why may not she leaue off, leaue off her frow- ning?
A20695Thou 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?
A20695Thou, 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?
A20695To whom shall I complaine me, When thus friends doe disdaine mee?
A20695V. SHall I striue with wordes to moue, when deedes re- ceiue not due re- gard?
A20695V. SHall I striue with wordes to moue, when deedes re- ceiue not due regard?
A20695V. SHall I striue with wordes to moue, when deedes re- ceiue not due regard?
A20695V. SHall I striue with wordes to moue, when deeds re- ceiue not due regard?
A20695What course?
A20695ex- pell, ex- pell thee?
A20695smooth, sailes full, and all things please?
A20695why doth this age expell thee?
A19841Ah 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?
A19841And therefore why had it not beene ynow, That Milton onely heard our melodie?
A19841Are Ioyes delights and deaths compassion showne, With one lyke face and one lamenting part?
A19841As if that loue did hould no part, But where thy beautie lies: And were not in my hart, Greater then in thy faire eyes?
A19841But she must borow others complements, To make her inward feelings knowne?
A19841But will you goe?
A19841CAn dolefull notes,& c. Can?
A19841CAn dolefull notes: CAn dolefull Notes to measur''d accents set, Expresse vnmeasur''d griefes that tyme forget?
A19841Dost thou withdraw thy grace, For that I should not loue: And think''st thou to remoue, M''affeictions with thy face?
A19841EYes 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?
A19841EYes looke no more: EYes looke no more, for what hath all the earth that''s worth the sight?
A19841Eares heare no more, for what can breath the voyce of true Delight?
A19841HAue all our passions: Haue all our passions certaine proper vents, And sorow none that is her owne?
A19841HAue all our passions: Haue all our passions certaine proper vents, And sorrow none that is her owne?
A19841O 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?
A19841Or art thou growne in league with those faire''eyes?
A19841TIme cru- ell Time canst thou sub- due that B ● ow?
A19841That conquers all but thee and thee t ● o stayes?
A19841Then doe so still although she makes no no man wayes?
A19841WHY canst thou not as others doe, Looke on me with vnwounding eyes?
A19841WHat delight can they enioy, Whose harts are not their owne?
A19841Why canst thou not as others doe?
A19841can dolefull notes, dolefull notes to measur''d accents set, Can?
A19841exempt 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?
A19841say 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?
A37506AS you came from the Holy Land, of Walsingham; Met you not with my true Love, by the way as you came?
A37506But sith your Grace in Forreign Coasts, among your Foes unkind; Must go to hazard life and limb, why should I stay behind?
A37506C ham zure they are not voolish, that made the Pass the trow; Why man?
A37506Did not these wicked treasons pass, when we together were; How that the King unworthy was, the Royal Crown to hear?
A37506Doth Company displease, ye sure, many a one; UUhere doth desire delight to live?
A37506Hey ho, hey ho, equal need?
A37506How can''st thou with a shameless face, deny a truth so stout; And here before his Royal Grace, so falsly face it out?
A37506How sweet a scent hath English ground, within my senses now?
A37506In this great distress, Quoth the Royal Lady, Who can now express, what will become of me?
A37506Is there a greater then our King, whom all men fear to see?
A37506Is there any faith in men that buried be?
A37506Is there any faith in strangers to be found, Is there any faith lies hidden in the ground?
A37506It is my 〈 ◊ 〉 which to near 〈 ◊ 〉 betwixt fire and frost?
A37506Tell me, who was thy Nurse?
A37506UUhere might I be plac''d, Gentle forrester tell me, Where should I procure, a Service in my care?
A37506What face so fair, that is not crackt with gold?
A37506What had''st thou for to Drink?
A37506What learning but with golden lines doth hold?
A37506What lull''d thee then asleep?
A37506What thing doth please thee most?
A37506What thing is that any gra ● ious Lord which you have lost?
A37506What wit so worth that hath in gold his wonder?
A37506When wast thou ● ors ●, Desire ● in pomp and pride of May, By whom( sweet Child) wast thou 〈 ◊ 〉?
A37506You 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?
A37506and a new way doth take, That sometime did love thee as her self, and her joy did thee make?
A37506he loves to live alone: Doth either time or Age, bring him into decay?
A37506sweet Speech, which likes me best, Tell me where is thy dwelling place?
A37506sweet Youth, and sugre ● joys, What was thy Meat and dainty Food?
A37506to gaze on beauty still: UUhom dost thou think to be thy Foe?
A37506unsavory Lovers teares, What Cradle wast thou rocked in?
A37506what 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?
A51044A Neighbour also said, he was Not fit to make a Constable:''T was askt him why?
A51044An Answer to a Song cal''d, Fairest Creature tell me true, shall my sighs never move thee?
A51044And when?
A51044At your heart, says she, And do you Love me there?
A51044But pray, Sir, tell me where?
A51044Come then, says Noll, VVe''l go my Doll, And see the House before; And then, says he ▪ VVhat then?
A51044Did we lye down, because''t was Night, And shall we rise for fear of light?
A51044FYe Phillis, fye, what love a Man?
A51044Hang 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?
A51044His Master askt him then, how it did eat?
A51044How poor?
A51044Indeed says Doll, But prethee say with who?
A51044LOve is a sickness full of woes, All remedy refusing; A plant that with most cutting grows, Most barren with least using: Why so?
A51044My 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?
A51044PRethee Damon, why so pale, Is''t Love has brought thee to''t?
A51044Suppose''t is day, what if it be, Must you therefore arise from me?
A51044To the Tune of, She lay all naked in her bed, WHy should''st thou say Arinda, I Have been untrue to thee?
A51044Truly forsooth I was never a Blab Of my Tongue: wou''d you a done it?
A51044VVell how is''t now?
A51044VVhat else?
A51044VVhat shall I think, when cruel Death appears, That may extenuate my fears?
A51044VVhat then?
A51044VVhy did you not cry out, you Drab, VVhen first you saw he begun it?
A51044VVhy did you not then sooner go You arrant Quean?
A51044VVhy, where was I, I''le know the truth?
A51044VVhy?
A51044What goods?
A51044What hast?
A51044When we d we?
A51044Where is''t?
A51044Who is''t, says he?
A51044Why so?
A51044Why, why, says Doll?
A51044Yes; Why shou''d he not?
A51044Your Husband, and please you Madam: VVhy, where you VVhore, forsooth she said, In the Truckle- bed at Hadham?
A36760Ah Francelia must I never?
A36760Alas what heart can make resistance, where Youth, Beauty, Wit and Virtue do appear?
A36760Always endure Diseases of the mind, Still forc''d to seek what he must never find?
A36760And can you, Madam, think it much that I Should for relief to th''Crystal Fountain fly?
A36760And what compassion should that Lover gain, Whose heart at once all Passions did sustain?
A36760Are the uncertain joys of man, But O how true?
A36760As 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?
A36760Be constanter and less Capricious, How long shall we weak Vessels teach you thus?
A36760But, 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?
A36760Consuming fire- brands in his Bosom wear?
A36760Did e''r my joys or suffrings find a tongue To boast your smiles, or do your honour wrong?
A36760Did not fore- knowledg tell us what they are, Who could know idle mirth from busie care?
A36760Do''t?
A36760Dost thou love her, and disobey her Will?
A36760HOw long, O dearer then my Soul?
A36760Has he not treated you with brisk intrigue?
A36760Hast thou observ''d the Infancy of day?
A36760His certain grief and never ceasing Care?
A36760How dazling was power and wealth at thy feet?
A36760How dear were the minutes when Passion was young, And plaid with the languishing Eyes and the Tongue?
A36760How vainly dost thou court the senseless Air, And to regardless Trees repeat thy pray''r?
A36760I do so shake — Ah, was it so with you?
A36760I 〈 … 〉 you would say now — since''t is thus, What''s th ● ir design to fool themselves and us?
A36760I. ALas how short?
A36760If Love''s requited with such rigid fate, What tortures can you find to punish Hate?
A36760If 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?
A36760If they should please, others would treat you thus, And mak''t a mode, then what becomes of us?
A36760Is''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?
A36760LOve without hope of Pity who can bear?
A36760Loss 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?
A36760Must I not see you?
A36760Must loss be added to compleat my pain?
A36760NOw to get off, gadzooks, what shall we do?
A36760O what Gowns?
A36760O where is the shape and the Meen, Whose presence has oft struck me dumb, Whose beauty I thought all Divine?
A36760Reform your selves, Reformers of the Stage, Blame not my Zeal, who can suppress their rage?
A36760She asks her marry''d friends what shall I do?
A36760Tell me — Why some in drunken frolicks spend the night To make one knock, and cry I love the white?
A36760Tell me, unkind and cruel as you are, Are you less beautiful, less chast or fair, If one poor kiss is wanting from your store?
A36760Tell me, why old sage Matron did of late, Mourn o''re her dog and let him lie in state?
A36760Tell me, why with such mighty cost and care Our jaunty youth to Masquerades repair?
A36760Then why should we fear the smooth Ocean of Love, Since padling and straining will keep us above?
A36760To one that''s cruel who would be confin''d, When Beauties are so num''rous and kind?
A36760WHat has our Poet done you look so big?
A36760WHence does this solemn sadness rise, Which all thy spirits has opprest, And like a dull contagious mist, Hangs heavy on Amintor''s Eyes?
A36760WIth a damn''d sullen fate let''s no longer conspire, To feed the fierce torments of fear and desire?
A36760Was ever hopeless love preserv''d so long?
A36760Was''t not enough to murther with disdain?
A36760What Vizards?
A36760What if I snatch one kiss or more?
A36760What then should be forgiv''n to o ● e that''s fill''d With Love, to which all other Passions yield?
A36760What''s of my Goddess become?
A36760When first thy Ambition was flatter''d, how sweet?
A36760Where can this World show true and solid joys?
A36760Where is the Crime?
A36760Why in such raptures they return back, What sport?
A36760Why others to fond husbands do pretend They heard a Sermon, when they met a friend?
A36760Why should dull custom or cold fear prevent Pleasures so sweet, and Joys so innocent?
A36760Why should the blessing be delay''d?
A36760Why should you now refuse to hear, What once you did invite?
A36760Why some make visits six hours longs to know The health of Shock or of my Ladies Toe?
A36760Why some with dull discourse and forc''d Grimaces, Take pains to be accounted serious asses?
A36760Why will you create Laws more severe, than Virtue, Man or Fate?
A36760Yet though you damn us all, we still Act on, But what dull sport one party makes alone?
A36760didst thou but see''t, When, Do you know me now?
A36760how false and vain?
A36760how fixed are His restless pain?
A36760how long Shall weak distrust my Passion wrong?
A36760what pleasures we have had, dear Jack?
A36760what would my ador''d Fidelia''s Love?
A178822 But why accuse I women that deceive?
A178822 Eyes that of earth are mortall made What can they view?
A178822 How are my powres sore- spoke?
A178822 Lost is our freedome, When we submit to women so: Why doe wee neede them, When in their best they worke our woe?
A178822 Should I agrieu''d then wish thee were lesse fayre?
A178822 When did I erre in blindnesse?
A178823 Is my sond sight deceiued?
A178823 Soule is the Man; for who will so The body name?
A178823 What ill finde you now in this; Or who can complaine?
A178824 If it he, alas, what then?
A178824 What Hagge did then my powers forespeake, That neuer yet such taine did feele?
A17882Alas how soone is this loue growne To such a spreading height in rise, As with it all must shadowed be?
A17882And whence can all this grow?
A17882Can I seeke loue when hope is gone?
A17882Can true loue yeeld such delay, conuer- ting ioy to pain?
A17882Can you churlish proue?
A17882Cum priuilegio, London:[ 1617?]
A17882FIre 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?
A17882Forgetting I was euer borne?
A17882How blest is he that may so liue and dye?
A17882How can I better, after pensiuenesse, Then with light straynes of Musicke, made to moue Sweetly with the wide- spreading plumes of loue?
A17882How rich in her, how happy should I liue?
A17882I, to whose trust and care you durst commit Your pined health, when Arte despayr''d of it?
A17882If my cares seru''d her alone; Why is shee thus vntimely gone?
A17882If sparkes of vertue shin''d not in you then, So well how could you winne the hearts of men?
A17882Is that a friend that straight can play the foe?
A17882Is''t not more ioy strong Holds to force with swords, Then womens weakenesse take with lookes or words?
A17882O did euer voice so sweet but only fain?
A17882O what can yeeld ease to a minde, toy in nothing that can finde?
A17882O who in such an age could wish to liue, When none can haue or hold but such as giue?
A17882O why had Nature power at once to frame Deceit and Beauty, traitors both to Loue?
A17882O why inuen- ted Na- ture light?
A17882Or can I liue when Loue is dead?
A17882Or can hee loue on whom no comfort shines?
A17882Or vexe her with vnkindnesse?
A17882SHall I come sweet Loue to thee, When the eu''ning beames are set?
A17882SHall I then hope when faith is fled?
A17882SLeepe angry beauty, sleep, and feare not me; For who a sleeping Ly- on dares prouoke?
A17882Shall my wounds onely weepe and hea vngaged goe?
A17882Shall not ex- cluded be?
A17882Should I for all your ancient loue to me ▪ Endow''d with waighty fauours, silent be?
A17882THink''st thou to se- duce me then with words that haue no mea- ning?
A17882There is no wisedome Can alter ends by Fate prefixt; O why is the good of man with euill mixt?
A17882To be thine, what canst thou more?
A17882WHat is it all that men possesse a- mong themselues conuersing?
A17882WHy presumes thy pride on that that must so priuate be?
A17882Was it alone for beauties sake, That her grac''t words might better take?
A17882Were not women made for men?
A17882What sight can more con- tent a louers minde, Then beauty seeming harmlesse if not kinde?
A17882What, or how had housen bin, But for them that dwell therein?
A17882Who can vsurp heau''ns light alone?
A17882Who loues on such conditi- on?
A17882Why should I lan- guish hating light?
A17882Will you finde no fained lett?
A17882X What meanes this folly?
A17882XI WHat meanes this folly now to braue it so, And then to vse submission?
A17882XII O Loue where are thy shafts?
A17882XIII What is it that men possesse?
A17882XIIII Are you what your?
A17882XVI Shall I come sweet loue?
A17882YOur faire lookes vrge my de- sire, Calme it sweet with loue, If Loue Stay, ô why will you re- tire?
A17882Your merits, and my gratitude forbid That eyther should in Lethean Gulfe lye hid But how shall I this worke of fame expre ● ● e?
A17882fixe one smile on thee, where were despaire?
A17882of too much blisse?
A17882or doe I Cupid spye Close ayming at his breast, by whom defined I dye?
A17882or stand onely mute?
A17882what strange distaste is this?
A17882〈 … 〉 ARe you what your faire lookes expresse?
A17882〈 … 〉 O Loue, where are thy Shafts, thy Quiuer and thy Bow?
A56293A thing, a thing, so vile, and so short ╌ liv''d, that Venus Joys, as well as Sin?
A56293Art thou the warmth in Spring that Zephire breaths, Painting the Meads, and whistling thro''the Leaves?
A56293Beauteous Flow''rs why do we spread, up ╌ on the Mo ╌ nu ╌ ments of the Dead?
A56293Can he take de ╌ light in killing?
A56293Can he take de ╌ light in killing?
A56293Can nothing, can no ╌ thing warm me, can nothing, can no ╌ thing warm me?
A56293Cou''d this lovely Charming Maid think Mir ╌ til ╌ lo wou''d deceive her?
A56293Did you not see my Love as he past by you?
A56293Fate affords no o ╌ ther way, but De ╌ ny ╌ ing, we poor, poor Females do?
A56293Have I o''recome all re ╌ al Foes, and shall this Phantom me op ╌ pose?
A56293How can we e''re be Poor, when ev''╌ ry Blessing that we use, be ╌ gets a thousand more?
A56293How can we e''re be Poore?
A56293How oft has Envy at his Ayrs been found T''admire, enchanted with the Blissful sound?
A56293How shou''d I know more than you?
A56293How were they born without a Parent''s Pain?
A56293I dye, Look, that Face de ╌ ceive?
A56293I 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?
A56293I''de refuse the Throne of Jove, shou''d power ╌ or Ma ╌ jesty, shou''d not enjoy e''m?
A56293Mars flinch''d at the Glass, and I threw''t in his Face, Was ever Heroe bolder?
A56293Nay what do you mean?
A56293Nobler Wines why do ╌ we pour?
A56293Noi ╌ sy nothing, stalking Shade, by what Witchcraft wert thou made, thou emp ╌ ty cause of so ╌ lid Harms?
A56293Not 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?
A56293Or ar''t thou Friendship, yet a nobler Flame, That can a dearer way make Souls the same?
A56293Or ar''t thou Love, that Mind to Mind imparts, The endless Concord of agreeing Hearts?
A56293Or ar''t thou rather, which dos all transcend, The Centre where at last the Blest ascend; The Seat where Halelujah''s never end?
A56293Or in thy Sacred Raptures hear The Musick of Heavens warbling Sphere?
A56293Or, say ye Pow''rs, say, say ye Pow''rs my Peace to Crown, shall I, shall I, shall I Thaw my self or drown?
A56293Return, return, revolting Rebells; return, where d''ye go, where d''ye go, where d''ye go, d''ye know?
A56293Since 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?
A56293Sup ╌ pose I turn Gamester?
A56293The happy Season that all Grief exiles, When God is Pleas''d, and the Creation smiles?
A56293WHat 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?
A56293WHo, who can from Joy ╌ refrain?
A56293What art thou?
A56293What can we, what can Pressing, Teasing, Pressing, Teasing Lovers sue?
A56293What can we, what can we poor, poor Females do?
A56293What term of Sorrow Preference dare contend?
A56293What think''st of the Road then?
A56293What, what makes the Spring re ╌ tire, what, what, what, what makes the Spring re ╌ tire, and Groves their Songs de ╌ cline?
A56293What, what, what, what makes the Spring re ╌ tire, what, what, what, what makes the Spring re ╌ tire, and Groves their Songs de ╌ cline?
A56293What?
A56293When e''╌ ry Blessing that we use, be ╌ gets a thousand more?
A56293Who, who can from Joy ╌ refrain, this Gay, ╌ this pleas ╌ ing, shining Wondrous Day?
A56293Why do we precious Ointments show''r?
A56293Why how now Sir Clown, why how now, what makes you so bold?
A56293Why this trem ╌ bling, why this trem ╌ bling too all o''re?
A56293Will nothing prefer me, what think''st of the Law?
A56293Yes you may kiss me kindly still, and kindly still, and I will not re ╌ bell?
A56293You 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?
A56293all, why no, no, no, no, no Kissing at all?
A56293can he take de ╌ light in Killing?
A56293can nothing, can nothing warm me?
A56293come, come Bathe with us, come, come Bathe a Na ╌ ked Foe?
A56293cou''d Corin ╌ na be afraid, she by him shou''d be betray''d?
A56293ea ╌ se the Lo ╌ ver''s smart?
A56293how a ╌ la ╌ s, how a ╌ las think you that I can bear the wounds of which you die?
A56293how glad ╌ ly we be ╌ leive, when the Heart is too too willing; can that look, that face deceive?
A56293how glad ╌ ly we be ╌ lieve, when the Heart it too too willing; can that Look, that Face deceive?
A56293nay what do you mean?
A56293not Kiss you at all; why no, why no not at all?
A56293shall I, shall I, shall I Thaw my self or drown?
A56293shall I, shall I, shall I Thaw my self, or drown?
A56293the slave that from her Wit, or Beau ╌ ty flyes, bear?
A56293thou Divine Mysterious thing?
A56293took''st thou offence At Discords here, and fled''st from hence?
A56293what a sad, what a sad, sa ╌ d Fate is mine?
A56293what deep Groans torment the Air, Is Nature sunk into Despair; Or does the trembling Earth descry A fit of Falling- Sickness nigh?
A56293what dost thou, what dost thou, what dost thou mean?
A56293what dost thou, what dost thou, what dost thou mean?
A56293what wou''d you, what wou''d you do?
A56293what wou''d you, what wou''d you, what wou''d you do?
A56293what''s that to Love and me?
A56293where are now, where are now, where are now those flow ╌''ry Groves, where Zephir''s fragrant Winds did play?
A56293why, 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?
A43142Alexander when a woman was brought to him one evening, demanded of her why she came so late?
A43142Art well?
A43142But what think you of his Opinion?
A43142CAst our Nabs and Cares away, This is beggars Holiday, In the world look out and see, Where''s so happy a King as he?
A43142Can there be no remedy for this Vice?
A43142Could you not finde some other way to abuse me, but by this the most insufferable?
A43142Dearest, said he, what is the matter?
A43142Do 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?
A43142How are Painters call''d cunning Fellows?
A43142How are Players said to be Philosophical?
A43142How are Trumpeters said to be subject to sickly Distempers?
A43142How are great Eaters said to be the most valiant men?
A43142How comes it to pass that tall men for the most part are not wise?
A43142How doth a Drunka ● d make himself known to the sober men of this life?
A43142How is a Cook said to be a man of the worst digestion?
A43142How may Coblers be said to be good men?
A43142How may a Fool resemble a wise Man?
A43142How may a man use Tobacco that it may do him good?
A43142How should a man behave himself to his Friends?
A43142Lucullus being asked one day by his Servant, whom he had invited to his feast, seeing so much meat prepared?
A43142Of all things that you know which do you esteem most precious?
A43142On whom ought not benefits to be bestowed?
A43142Q. 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?
A43142Tradewel seeing his man in so great a confusion, could not but smile to himself, asking him what was the matter?
A43142What Employments, or Places of Command have any of this Society of Drunkards at Sea- service?
A43142What Orders have they amongst them for their better Government?
A43142What Spice doth a City- Sergeant love best?
A43142What are the Companiens of Bacchus?
A43142What are the Customes of this Learned Society of Drunkards, which they have ordained like the Laws of the Medes and Persians, to be unalterable?
A43142What are their Civil Officers, who is their Mayor- Domo or Grand Steward?
A43142What are their Martial Preferments; who amongst them is Colonel of a Regiment?
A43142What are their Penal Statutes, Forfeitures and W ● its?
A43142What difference is there betwixt a Drunkard and a Brewers- horse drawing of a Dray laden with full barrels of Beer?
A43142What distinction do you make betwixt a Friend and a Foe?
A43142What do several sorts of Colours signifie?
A43142What harm then( said he) can your consent to my proposals do to your Husbands friendship or your Honesty?
A43142What is a Drunkard like?
A43142What is a Prodigal like?
A43142What is an idle Justice of Peace like?
A43142What is the Diet so much esteemed of by Citizens wives?
A43142What is the pleasure of Drunkenness?
A43142What is their Writ of, By what Right?
A43142What may a Taylor be chiefly commend ● for?
A43142What may a good Client be compared to?
A43142What may a sample fellow in good Cloaths be compared to?
A43142What men are dangerous in a Common- wealth?
A43142What other Officers, have they in Respect and Dignity, Civil or Martial?
A43142What 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?
A43142What was the Opinion of Pythagoras concerning wild Fowl?
A43142What''s he that hath a fine wit in jest?
A43142What''s the best remedy for a woman that''s troubled with the falling sickness?
A43142What''s the first Commodity a young Shop- keeper puts off?
A43142Where''s the Nation lives so free, And so merry as do we?
A43142Whether doest thou profess thy self a Knave or a Fool?
A43142Whether is a fault committed in Drunkenness to be punished or remitted?
A43142Which of the two is more sufferable a Tyrant, or a Hangman?
A43142Who are Tenants in Dower?
A43142Who are those that draw death out of which others preserve life?
A43142Who is Admiral amongst them of the narrow Seas?
A43142Who is Camp Master?
A43142Who is Captain of a foot Company?
A43142Who is Clerk of the Kitching?
A43142Who is Corporal of the Field?
A43142Who is Drum Major?
A43142Who is Foreman of the Jury?
A43142Who is Gentleman of a Company?
A43142Who is Lanspresado?
A43142Who is Marshal of the Field?
A43142Who is Master of a Ship?
A43142Who is Master- Gunner?
A43142Who is Masters Mate?
A43142Who is Mr. Comptroler?
A43142Who is Mr. of the Ceremonies?
A43142Who is Mr. of the Ordnance?
A43142Who is Oliver, or Master of the Novelties?
A43142Who is Principal Secretary?
A43142Who is Proctor?
A43142Who is Pyrat of the Narrow Seas?
A43142Who is Register?
A43142Who is Sutler?
A43142Who is Swabber?
A43142Who is Tenant amongst them in Fee- simple?
A43142Who is Tenant at Will?
A43142Who is Trumpetter?
A43142Who is a Free- holder?
A43142Who is a Mr. of Misrule?
A43142Who is a good Navigator?
A43142Who is an Intelligencer?
A43142Who is an expert Geometrician?
A43142Who is an old Souldier?
A43142Who is he that shudies Cosmography?
A43142Who is he that studies the Metaphysicks?
A43142Who is publlick Notary?
A43142Who is the Cook?
A43142Who is the Ensign- Bearer?
A43142Who is the Vice- Admiral?
A43142Why are Carpenters said to be civil, well informed, and governed men as any in a Common- wealth?
A43142Why are Carriers said to be wise men?
A43142Why are Citizens Wives so affected with Hats?
A43142Why are Fidlers compared to Camelions?
A43142Why are Glasiers said to be good Arbitrators?
A43142Why are Musquetiers of all other Souldiers said to be the most lazy?
A43142Why are Printers said to be the most lawless men in a Kingdom?
A43142Why are Saylors so seldom rich?
A43142Why are Scriveners said to be hard- hearted Fellows?
A43142Why are Smiths of all other Trades said to be the most irregular and wicked?
A43142Why are Tapsters said to be well esteemed?
A43142Why are Taylors like Woodcocks?
A43142Why are bitter Almonds eaten in the time of tipling, said to preserve for a good space of time from Drunkenness?
A43142Why are not Women so soon Drunk; but old folks suddenly oovercome with Wine?
A43142Why are they called unfortunate men?
A43142Why are those that wear long hair in the readiest way to make Fryars?
A43142Why did Nature allow of Mercury?
A43142Why did the Ancients paint Fortune with a double fore- head, the one side bald, and the other hairy; and why also blind?
A43142Why do Foot- boys for the most part wear linnen stockings?
A43142Why do Lawyers- Clerks write such wide Lines?
A43142Why do fat men love their ease so much?
A43142Why do many hold that there is a World in the Moon?
A43142Why do the Women in Newgate beg singing?
A43142Why do the eyes of a 〈 ◊ 〉 for the most part water?
A43142Why do those that are drunk in beholding of one thing think that they see many?
A43142Why do we usually say that the Philosophers- stone and need to turn all Metals into Gold?
A43142Why had a Barber more reason to be honest and trusty than another Trade?
A43142Why have Hosts usually such red Noses?
A43142Why have many men no Beards?
A43142Why is Prison a good Instrument of Reformation?
A43142Why is a Barber said to be such an active man?
A43142Why is a Cholerick man said to be no wiser than an Horse?
A43142Why is a Hangman said to be one of a contemplative life?
A43142Why is a Midwife so commendable a Trade?
A43142Why is a Miller said to be the fittest Husband for a Scold?
A43142Why is a Tooth- drawers said to be an unconscionable Trade?
A43142Why is he that draws Beer not called a Drawer, as well as he that draws wine?
A43142Why is it better to fall into the Claws of Crows and Ravens than of Flatterers?
A43142Why is it said to be no Charity to give a blind man an Almes?
A43142Why may Tobacco shops be said for to be such dangerous places for to come into?
A43142Why so silent?
A43142Why, did you promise only to delude?
A43142Would 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?
A30923ART thou then absent, O thou dear And only Subject of my Flame?
A30923Ah, foolish Swain, what ● renzy haunts thy mind?
A30923Ah, whither from a wretched Lover run?
A30923Ah, why would''st thou assist my Enemy, Who was himself almost too strong for me?
A30923Am I deluded?
A30923And is it not the very same with me, To slight my Love, when I must absent be?
A30923And is this truly so?
A30923And must I dye?
A30923And now, alas, what can she doe, Or speak or shew, How very much she is oblig''d to you?
A30923And shall my injur''d Soul stand Mute, and live, Whilst that another reaps what she can give?
A30923And since kind Fate has giv''n me such a Lott, Think you I''ll hazard what''s so hardly got?
A30923Are these fair Objects that appear But shadows of that noble frame, For which I do all other form disclaim?
A30923As soon as born, why did''st thou not give order To be proclaim''d the World''s great Emperour?
A30923But found the task too great for my weak Quill, For who is he that artfully can tell?
A30923But what do''s most your Poetry commend?
A30923But whither is he gone?
A30923But who''d not therefore Blessed Michael be,''Cause Devils are Angels too as well as he?
A30923Call ye me this the breeding of the Town, Which my young Master bragg''d when he came down?
A30923Can Wedlock e''er endure so great a Curse, As putting Husbands out to th''Wife to Nurse?
A30923Can any happiness compare with mine?
A30923Can you a faithfull Shepherd see, Who languishes in pain, And yet so cruel- hearted be, To let him sue in vain?
A30923Canst thou no ease, no moderation ● ind?
A30923Did I for this forsake my Country Ease, My Liberty, my Bacon, Beans, and Pease?
A30923Did I not Vow by all the Pow''rs above, None but Galaecia shou''d but obtain my Love?
A30923Did we for this knock off their Spanish Fetters, To make''em able to abuse their Betters?
A30923Do''s Love alone a cruel Master prove?
A30923FOnte Caballino Ianam cùm cerno lavatam, An Sappho est, inquam, quae rediviva canit?
A30923For who can evidence but that may be No meer privation, but an Enemy?
A30923For why should Gutter swallow all up, When many a dry Soul wish''d a gullup?
A30923Gray hairs are fitter for the Grave, Than for the Bridal Bed; What pleasure can a Lover have, In a wither''d Maiden- head?
A30923Have Dreams such power to deceive?
A30923How from thy Omnipresence can he hide, Since ev''ry- where thy Spirit do''s reside?
A30923How gladly wou''d he act them o''er again?
A30923How ioyfully ● he heav''nly Host above, Proclaim to Man, glad tydings of thy Love?
A30923How long in mournful Silence has my Sighs Bemoan''d thy Absence?
A30923How shall the slaves to Labour born, and Toil, When Your kind Person shall refresh the Isle, Wonder with joy to see each other smile?
A30923How soft will be his strain, When he shall find His own strange Story acted o''er again?
A30923How well are all your Hero''s toyls and fights, His long laborious Days, and restless Nights, Re- paid with Glory by your charming Pen?
A30923How will you now your Passions vent, To her you long your Heart have lent?
A30923I know not where to end this happy Theam; But is it real?
A30923I''d rather fall to Foes a noble prey, Than squeek my Soul out under Lock and Key ● What''s this?
A30923I. ALas, why mad''st thou such a Vow, Which thou wilt never pay, And promise that from very now, Till everlasting day?
A30923If 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?
A30923If large, who wou''d not rowl in what he loves?
A30923Is God so kind, so mercifull a God, So soon to cast away his angry Rod?
A30923Is he alone?
A30923Is it of Wealth so proud they are become?
A30923Is there no end of the hard Tasks of Love?
A30923Is this an Argument,''cause Beggars Eat, Therefore you''ll fast, and go without your Meat?
A30923Is this the much- fam''d Friend to th''Muses, Who thus their Helicon abuses?
A30923Is this the recompence which you intend Now to bestow on your so early Friend?
A30923M. But how shall we of this assured be?
A30923M. How so, we pray?
A30923Minerva''s easie, while her Garment flows, Dress her in Armour, and how stiff she goes?
A30923Must sighs& sorrow still distract my Mind?
A30923NO more, he''s gone, with Angel''s Wings he fled, What Mortal Art cou''d keep him from the Dead?
A30923No Gresham Engine my lean Corps to squeese?
A30923No Owl, no Cat, to end my wofull days?
A30923Now He''s in Grave, I will be brave, The Ladies shall adore me; I''ll Court and Kiss, what hurt''s in this?
A30923Or cam''st not vailed in an Angel''s Shrine, Or took the Nature of a Seraphin?
A30923Or else to instance in their proper sphere, Pale and corrupted Wine turns Vinegar, Will they beyond it therefore praise small Beer?
A30923Or has a real Love usurp''d thy Breast?
A30923Or hatch such treachery to undermine The best of Kings on Earth, nay pull him down From his own Regal and Establish''d Throne?
A30923Or is thy Face, which thou do''st thus disguise, In Mourning for the Murthers of thine Eyes?
A30923Say, my Clarinda, for what Discontent, Keep thy all Rosie Cheeks so strict a Lent?
A30923See how yon Vine untrim''d neglected lyes; What wilt thou ne''er repent?
A30923Shall I but name the other charming Bliss, That wou''d conveigh our Souls to Paradise?
A30923Shall I, with fruitless cries, disturb my Lambs, Or, with my quer''lous groans, a ● ● right their Dams?
A30923Shall a true Diamond of less value be, Because abroad some Counterfeits we see?
A30923Stay here, my Muse, and of these let us learn, The loss of our deceased Friend to Mourn: Learn did I say?
A30923TO tune thy praise, what Muse shall I invoke, what Quire?
A30923Then 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?
A30923Then, my dear Cowley, dye, For why shou''d foolish I, Or foolish Sympathy, Wish thee to live?
A30923This, if he were but half so blest to know, What would not the oblig''d Amyntas do?
A30923Thy humble Presents fading are, and poor, Not lasting as their bright and shining Ore. Alas, what shall I do?
A30923Thyrsis( alas) had heard The Maid repeat her Woe: Thyrsis the consequence too fear''d; Ah, why do''st thou my Passion know?
A30923To bouze Old Wine, mad Pindar wonted, Till by a Vintner being affronted, The peevish Cur( what could be ruder?)
A30923To see Lambs skip o''re Hills is pretty sport, But who wou''d justle with them in their Court?
A30923Unhappy Nymph, whom wouldst thou coyl ● shun?
A30923V. But why?
A30923VVhat Tower do''s not impious Arms VVeary, with continual harms?
A30923VVhat shall he do?
A30923WHat equal Thanks?
A30923WHat fitter Subject could be for thy Wit?
A30923WHere shall I ● ind a close conceal''d Abode?
A30923WHy do you vex me with continual fears, And force out needless Tears?
A30923Want ye a sign?
A30923Was it a Phantasme only that I saw?
A30923What Angel is not wishing to be Thee?
A30923What Anthem''s this, sweet Angels, that you sing Unto us Men?
A30923What Gifts of thine canst thou believe will take, Since City- Youths can so much richer make?
A30923What Grief in Neighb''ring States shall not be known, Now the soft link of Amity is gone?
A30923What Grief shall not the Foreign Reg ● ons shew?
A30923What Pallace is not quickly brought, By Prince''s Wickedness, to nought?
A30923What 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?
A30923What can not Greatness, Wit, and Beauty doe, Such constant Bliss is to Your Presence due, As if their Spring but Prophesy''d of You?
A30923What crowds of Weeping Loves wilt Thou create, When in thy Lines they find their Pictur''d Fate?
A30923What ease shall Natives, what delight possess, Who from blest You derive their Happiness?
A30923What hellish Fiend inrag''d cou''d more have done?
A30923What 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?
A30923What is the crime has bin committed"By this poor Liquor, how endited?
A30923What shall I do then?
A30923What shall I farther add?
A30923What sign or token may we find or see?
A30923What stupid Enemy to Wit and Sence, Dares to dispute your Sexes Excellence?
A30923What though their Tale more numerous appear?
A30923What various Chances Fortune brings?
A30923What, was there none but Charles the First, the Great And most indulgent worthiest Potentate, To vent their rage upon?
A30923When did you know the Lad did love"True Claret, and rebellious prove?"
A30923Where ease the Burthens of my lab''ring Breast?
A30923Where is grave Madge, and brisk Grimalkin now, Before whose Feet our Race was wo nt to bow?
A30923Who can expect the Body e''er shou''d thrive, And lack its natural preservative?
A30923Whose praise on Water thus is wasted, Claret the Puppy never tasted: What the Devil was his humour, To raise so scandalous a rumour?
A30923Why do you tell me I shall surely dye, Since Courteous Heav''n, and I, Both in one resolution do comply?
A30923Why had I ever Charms, or why are they so quickly gone?
A30923Why shou''d you question that most sacred Vow, Which in sincerity I made but now?
A30923Why was I ever Young?
A30923Why was not Beauty long?
A30923Will he be reconcil''d to sinfull Men?
A30923Will not thy Love one minutes rest allow?
A30923With what vain Dreams, said he, art thou possest?
A30923Would I propose to hide me from thy sight, In an Egyptian Darkness, and thick Night?
A30923Yet 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?
A30923a pissing Candles latter end, My dear beloved Country- Save- all Friend?
A30923and is it come to this?
A30923and is there no relief?
A30923and shall my Eyes, Together with my Souls bright Faculties, Be cheated with the Worlds gay Vanities?
A30923are thine Eyes upwards bent?
A30923but why Name I this great impossibility?
A30923can God be friends agen?
A30923do I only rave?
A30923do ye glad tydings bring?
A30923hazard the event?
A30923or some airy Dream?
A30923or whither shall he fly?
A30923what Gratitude is due, Industrious Friend from all this Isle to you?
A30923what Mercy can ye boast If the poor Secretary''s frighted Ghost Shou''d chance to touch upon the Stygian Coast?
A30923what do I do?
A30923what is this Antick shape?
A30923what say?
A30923where find out Rest?
A30923where is all that Grandeur now?
A30923who''d be of Old mad Timon''s mind,( Because he did) to hate Mankind?
A30923why do''st thou thus delight To torture me?
A30923why thus my suff''rings ● light?
A30923why would''st thou come down, Rather so lowly, than with great Renown?
A30923wil''t thou near learn to know, What happiness in Solitude do''s grow?
A30923wilt ne''er be wise?
A52865''Cause her Fortunes seem too high, Should I play the fool and die?
A52865A Curse upon thee for a slave, Art thou here, and heardst me rave?
A52865A widow that''s poor, And a very very whore, To an Heir that wants nothing but wit?
A52865ALL in vain, Turn again, Why should I love her?
A52865ALas poor Cupid art thou blind?
A52865Alas poor Cupid, art thou blind?
A52865Am I not all foam and fire?
A52865And let us but reflect On our condition''tother day, When none but Tyrants bore the sway, What did we then expect?
A52865Any Silk, any Thread, Any Toys for your head, Of the new''st, and fin''st, fin''st wear- a?
A52865Are we to learn what is a Court?
A52865Art thou not sensible how thou hast made me become a scorn and by- word to all that know me?
A52865At 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?
A52865BY 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?
A52865Be not thou so foolish nice, As to be invited twice; VVhat should women more incite, Than their own sweet appetite?
A52865But if your Palms are anointed with gold Then you shall seem Like a Queen Of fifteen, Though you are threescore year old?
A52865But 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?
A52865But shee''s a whore, yet sure I lie, May there not be degrees of chastity?
A52865But who did thus your heart surprize?
A52865But 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?
A52865CAst our Caps and Care away, This is Beggars Holiday, In the world look out and see, Where''s so happy a King as he?
A52865Can Kings command then more than we, Who of all Laws Commanders be?
A52865Can nothing bribe thee, can no charms, Force thee from thy Tython''s Arms?
A52865Can you think me so weak, as to exchange the Flower of my Youth, for a bundle of Snow, or rotten Dirt?
A52865Canst not thy bow and Arrows find?
A52865Compell''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?
A52865Do you hold intelligence with heaven?
A52865Do''s my love thy love destroy?
A52865Dost thou not know the world brands thee for a Whore, a notorious Strumpet?
A52865E''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?
A52865Evening I Am the Ev''ning dark as night, Jack- with- the- lanthorn, bring a light, Iack Whither?
A52865FAir 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?
A52865FOnd love, what dost thou mean, To court an idle folly?
A52865Fairest Lady, WHat can there be to compose an accomplished minde, that you want?
A52865Fie ô Hymen, fie ô Hymen, fie ô Hymen, What hands and what hearts dost thou knit?
A52865Fly not sparkles from mine eye, To shew my indignation nigh?
A52865Friends, why do ye chide, And stern my drinking tide?
A52865From you came?
A52865GOod Simon, how comes it your Nose looks so red, And your cheeks, and lips, look so pale?
A52865HAste sluggish morn, why dost thou stay, This is Venus Holiday?
A52865HAve you any work for the Sow- gelder, ho?
A52865HOw long shall I pine for love?
A52865HOw merrily looks The man that hath Gold; He seemeth but twenty, Though threescore year old?
A52865Hast thou no sense of thy own filthy deformity?
A52865Have I not lov ● d thee much and long, A tedious twelve hours space?
A52865Have you any Brauches to spade, Or e''re a fair Maid, That would be a Nun?
A52865Have you any Lambs in your holts, To cut for the stone?
A52865Have you not seen the Stars retreat, When Sol salutes our Hemisphere?
A52865Her 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?
A52865How begot?
A52865How did I spend my time in making Encomiums upon thy Beauty, Vertues, and thy Person that I once so much admired?
A52865How long like the Turtle- Dove, Shall I heavily thus complain?
A52865How long shall I sue in vain?
A52865I 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?
A52865I 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?
A52865Ienny daintily could mow, But what''s that to you?
A52865In love, with what?
A52865In these unbridled times, who would not strive To free his neck from all prerogative?
A52865Is it a spirit, or the treasure Lovers loose in height of pleasure?
A52865Is she kinde, as she is fair?
A52865Lady, 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?
A52865Madam, Can you be so unjust as to deem my language feigned?
A52865Madam, What crime of mine hath raised your angry frowns?
A52865May I finde a woman kinde, And not wavering like the winde?
A52865May 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?
A52865My Horn goes too high, too low, Have you any Pigs, Calves, or Colts?
A52865No no, what means that wanton smile, But, onely to beguile?
A52865Now a beard is a thing, That commands in a King, Be his Scepter ne''r so fair?
A52865OH Anis quoth he, well Thomas quoth she, What wouldst thou say man unto me?
A52865OH Chloris, would the Gods allow We e''re might love as we love now, What greater Joys hath earth in store?
A52865Oh 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?
A52865One Kiss more, and so farewel, Fie, no more, I prethee fool give o''re, Why cloudst thou thus thy beams?
A52865Or Heav''n it self, to give us more?
A52865Or can you divine, or dive into the hidden mysteries, or secret cabinet of a Deity?
A52865Or can you imagine I can fear Death it self, when I am inspired by the thoughts of you?
A52865Or my cheeks make pale with care,''Cause anothers Rosie are?
A52865Or that those eyes, Which look like friends, are onely spies?
A52865PHillis I pray, Why did you say, That I did not adore you?
A52865SHall I lie wasting in despair, Die because a womans fair?
A52865STrephon, what envious cloud hath made All o''re thy face this sullen shade?
A52865See, see, already Charons Boat, Who grimly asks why all this stay?
A52865Shall my foolish heart be pin''d,''Cause I see a woman kinde, Or a well disposed Nature, Joyned in a comely feature?
A52865Shall salvage things more freedom have, Than Nature unto woman gave?
A52865Shall the grifts of my hope be unground?
A52865Shall the sails of my love stand still?
A52865Shall thy black barque those guilty spirits stow, That kill themselves for love?
A52865Shall time release him, say?
A52865Since these are so merry, why should we take care?
A52865Sir, How have my actions rendred me suspected?
A52865Song 116. WHo is Silvia?
A52865Stain to thy Sex, HAth modesty now forsook thee, that thou durst abuse that affection, that adored thee?
A52865Still do I cry,& c. Come buy, come buy a Horn- book, Who buys my Pins or Needles?
A52865Suspitious Sir, WHat occasion have I given you to retain any evil or doubtful thoughts of my love or modesty?
A52865TEll me gentle S ● rephon, why You from my embraces fly?
A52865TEll 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?
A52865TEll me, where is Fancy bred, Or in the heart, or in the head?
A52865THy love is cha ● te, they tell thee so, But how young Souldier shalt thou know?
A52865That all our Swains commend her?
A52865The Mayor of the Towu with his Ruff on, What a pox is he better than we?
A52865The Sun sets alway in the West, Is not the Popes Religion b ● st?
A52865Then pray be not so fond, Think you that women can, Rest satisfy''d with Complements, The froathy part of man?
A52865Then why should we study to love, and look pale, And make long Addresses to what will grow stale?
A52865They minde not poor Lovers who walk above On the decks of the world, in storms of love?
A52865This Soldier loves, and fain would die to win, Shall he go on?
A52865Vngrateful man, HAth my love to you deserved no better than your scorns?
A52865WAke all ye dead, what Ho, what Ho; How soundly they sleep whose pillars lie low?
A52865WHat creatures on earth, Can boast freer mirth, Less envy''d and loved than we?
A52865WHat shall he have that kill''d the Deer?
A52865WHy should I not dally( my Dear) in thine eye, And chase the dull hours away?
A52865WHy should onely Man be ty''d To a foolish female thing, When all Creatures else beside, Birds and Beasts change every Spring?
A52865WHy should we not laugh and be jolly, Since all the world is mad?
A52865WHy shouldst thou swear I am forsworn, Since thine I vow''d to be?
A52865Wedded to Virginity?
A52865What Lovers pass, and in Elizium raign?
A52865What i st I would not do To purchase one sweet smile?
A52865What is she?
A52865What 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?
A52865What pray then can a King have more, Than one that doth provide his store?
A52865What''s he that having such a wife, That on her would not dote?
A52865When 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?
A52865Whither?
A52865Whither?
A52865Who calls the Ferry- man of Hell?
A52865Who is it would to one be bound, When so many may be found?
A52865Who was it?
A52865Who would not this face admire, Who would not this Saint adore?
A52865Who would not this sight desire, Though he thought to see no more?
A52865Who would the ● to one be bound, When so many may be found?
A52865Who would then to one be bound, When so many may be found?
A52865Who would then to one be bound, When so many may be found?
A52865Who would then to one bound, When so many may be found?
A52865Why 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?
A52865Why should I Thither fly, And not enjoy her?
A52865Why should I my self confine To the limits of one place, When I have all Europe mine, Where I list to run my race?
A52865Why 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?
A52865Why then should we study to love and look pale, And make long Addresses, but never prevail?
A52865Why then should we study to love, and look pale, And make long Addresses to what will grow stale?
A52865Why then should we study to love, and looke pale, And make long Addresses to what will grow stale?
A52865Wicked and wretched Woman, HAst thou forgot all goodness, that thou da ● est lift up thy adulterous eyes to behold the Christal light?
A52865Will you buy any Tape, Or Lace for your Cape, My dainty Duck, my Dear- a?
A52865Worthy Lady, CAn you think I can live, and want your love?
A52865Would you believe that there can rest Deceit within that brest?
A52865Would you think him wise that now Still one sort of meat doth eat, When both Sea and Land allow Sundry sorts of other meat?
A52865how nourished?
A52865love 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?
A52865why came she thither?
A52865why do you not keep A watch upon your Ministers of fate?
A52865wilt thou forget the Vertuous Wife of thy bosome, for a Strumpet that is not onely disloyal, but impudent?