Account, The 53 INDEX OF TITLES Acme and Septimius out of Catullus, Adventures of Five hours, The 440 Against Fruition 98 Age 53 All-over, Love 90 Anacreon, Elegie upon 59 Balcarres, Upon the Death of the Bathing in the River 150 Broghills, Ode, Upon occasion of a Called Inconstant 103 Change, The 76 Christs Passion 402 Chronicle, The 39 Clad all in White, 77 Coldness 113 Counsel 94, 139 Crashaw, On the Death of Mr. 48 Ah! what advice can I receive, 139 As Men in Groen-land left beheld As soon hereafter will I wagers lay As to a Northern People (whom the As water fluid is, till it do grow, 113 Awake, and with attention hear 211 Beauteous Ortygia, the first breathing Beauty, thou wild fantastick Ape 116 Beneath this gloomy shade 86 By 'Heaven I'll tell her boldly that Chear up my Mates, the wind does Come, Doctor, use thy roughest Come let's go on, where Love and Youth does call 142 Coy Nature, (which remain'd, though Cruel disease! Ah, could it not suffice Curse on this Tongue, that has my INDEX OF FIRST LINES Hoc tibi de Nato ditissima Mater egeno I Hope, of all Ills that men endure ΠΙΟ I Wonder what the Grave and Wise I Wonder what those Lovers mean, Liberal Nature did dispence 51 Love from Times wings hath stoln Love in her Sunny Eyes does basking Margarita first possest 39 No; thou'rt a fool, I'll swear, if e're No; to what purpose should I speak Not Winds to Voyagers at Sea 182 Now by my Love, the greatest Oath Now sure, within this twelve month Oft am I by the Women told 53 Or I'm a very Dunce, or Woman- Pardon, my Lord, that I am come Philosophy the great and only Heir Pindar is imitable by none 178 Queen of all Harmonious things 157 See where she sits, and in what She Loves, and she confesses too So Angels love; so let them love Some blind themselves, 'cause pos- Some dull Philos'opher when he So Men, who once have cast the Truth away 78 Some, others may with safety tell 99 Strange and unnatural! lets stay and see 192 Take heed, take heed, thou lovely Maid 92 Teach me to Love? go teach thy self more wit 101 Tell me, O tell, what kind of thing is wit 16 The Devil take those foolish men 102 The fish around her crowded, as they do 150 The Play, great Sir, is done; yet needs must fear 32 The Sacred Tree midst the fair Orchard grew 45 The thirsty Earth soaks up the Rain 51 Then like some wealthy Island thou shalt ly 114 These full two hours now have I gazing been 123 They say you're angry, and rant mightilie 108 Thou hadst to my Soul no title or pretence 127 Thou rob'st my Days of bus'ness and delights 89 Thou worst estate even of the sex that's worst 129 Though all thy gestures and dis courses be 145 Though you be absent here, I needs must say 70 Thy Maid? ah, find some nobler theame 138 Tir'ed with the rough denials of my Prayer 107 'Tis a strange kind of Ign'orance this in you 141 Tis folly all, that can be said 413 'Tis mighty Wise that you would now be thought 86 'Tis true, I'have lov'd already three or four 96 'Tis very true, I thought you once as fair 74 'Tis well, 'tis well with them (say I) 90 To this great Ship which round the Globe has run 453 To whom now Pyrrha, art thou kind 37 Underneath this Myrtle shade 56 Unhurt, untoucht did I complain 132 Vandike is Dead; but what Bold Muse shall dare 24 Vast bodies of Philosophie 188 We allow'd You Beauty, and we did submit 404 Welcome, great Sir, with all the joy that's due 22 Well then; I now do plainly see 87 We're ill by these Grammarians us'd 209 What have we done? what cruel passion mov'd thee 147 What Mines of Sulphur in my breast do ly 120 What new-found Witchcraft was in thee 81 What shall I do to be for ever known 15 What shall we say, since silent now is He 20 When all the Stars are by thee told CAMBRIDGE: PRINTED BY JOHN CLAY, M.A. AT THE UNIVERSITY PRESS. |