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From "Abdita quae fuerat, tandem Cynosura refulget, . . ." To "Although thy neighbour have a handsom horse, . . ." |
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| Abdita quae fuerat, tandem Cynosura refulget, / Regalesque regit regia stella rates. . . . | ||
| Last Line: Te mare, te tellus, te tria regna colunt. Poem Title: [Untitled] Attributions: G. Stringer [Britannia Rediviva (1660)] Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Abhorr'd Abhorrers, horribly Abhorr'd! / Monsters more base than Africk can afford? . . . | ||
| Last Line: Does Vote abhorrers all to be Abhorr'd. Poem Title: Ahbhorrers Abhor'd. Contemporary Copies Notes: Poem appears in Rome Rhym'd to Death (1683) within a section (with continuous pagination) entitled "Poems on Several Occasions Written by the E. of R. Dr. Wild and others of the Choicest Modern Wits. The Second Part." HelpBack to top |
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| Abhorred Abhorrers, horribly Abhorred! / Monsters more base than Africk can afford? . . . | ||
| See Ahbhorrers Abhor'd. ("Abhorr'd Abhorrers, horribly Abhorr'd! . . .")
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| About, my Muse, and try if thou can'st find / What pow'rful Charm, rais'd that prodigious wind: . . . | ||
| Last Line: His breath grew short, and so was forc'd to blow. Poem Title: 4. In February. Attributions: Sir George Wharton [Wharton (1661a)] Poem Date:1660 Contemporary Copies Notes: In Wharton (1661a) this verse appears together with a number of other short poems under different headings, together prefaced by a note reading "Lastly, In Kalendarium Ecclesiasticum 1660. we meet with these several excellent and true Verses: And although they be fresh in each Man's Memory, the Year being but newly begun; yet, they being the works of the same Author, I adjudge it convenient to insert them here, they being not most unworthy the company of the rest." A further prose note on pages 62 and 63 follows this cluster of poems, and an epigraph reading "Multa renascentur, que jam cecidere, cadentq; / Quae nunc funct in honore, vocabula; si volet usus; / Quem pones arbitrium est, & vis, & norma loquendi. / Horat. de Art. Poet.". See also 1. Under the Regal Table. ("Where's now the Sultan? What remorseless Star . . .") , 2. Under the Table of Terms. ("Lo! here's a Trade surpasseth all the rest, . . .") , 3. In January. ("And is He gone indeed? then farewel He; . . .") , 5. In March. ("But where be those fine Juglers, did Address . . .") , 6. In April. ("O for a Besom now, to sweep the House, . . .") , 7. In May. ("What's to be done, now, all are grown so wise, . . .") , 8. In June. ("But 'tis the mode: Come, come, let's all comply; . . .") , 9. In July. ("Down then with Tythes, they are a burthen great, . . .") , 10. In August. ("Let's lay the Clergy by: what need we Priests . . .") , 11. In September. ("Let's sell the Church and Colledge-Lands: Away . . .") , 12. In October. ("Let's tear our Ribbons, burn our Richer Laces, . . .") , 13. In November. ("Or were they not, yet fool not over-fast; . . .") , and 14. In December. ("But now th' Apostates are restor'd their wits, . . .") . HelpBack to top |
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| About the husband-Oak the Vine / Thus wreaths to kiss his leavy face; . . . | ||
| Last Line: And flames material, soon expire. Poem Title: The Lover imbracing his Mistress. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| About the sweet bag of a Bee, / Two Cupids fell at odds; . . . | ||
| Last Line: And gave the Bag between them. Poem Title: The Bag of the Bee. Modern Ascriptions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1968)] Attributions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1648)] Henry Bold [Bold (1657)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Herrick (1968) 31 Notes: Variant Last Lines: "None then will wooe you." Bold (1657) The copy of this poem in Herrick (1648) contains an evident misprint in the second line of "ddos" for "odds" HelpBack to top |
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| Abs hinc AEthereas cessans volitare per auras / (Optatus) placide Tutus adesto Domi, . . . | ||
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A Panygyrick to His Royal Highness, ("Of a Just King, the Pow'rful Words declare . . .")
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| Absence in most that quenches Love / And cools their warm desire . . . | ||
| See Song 103. ("Bring back my comfort, and return; . . .")
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| Accipe pacato (Princeps celsissime) vultu, / Quae Tibi dat temula Musa togata manu . . . | ||
| Last Line: Pensari tanto qua potuere Bono. Poem Title: Ad Serenissimum Regem. Attributions: John Conant [Britannia Rediviva (1660)] Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Ad reditum CAROLI renovata est Anglia laeta, / Induit & vitam paene sepulta novam: . . . | ||
| Last Line: Sola est haec nostro digna marita Jove. Poem Title: [Untitled] Attributions: Richard Aldworth [Domiduca Oxoniensis (1662)] Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Adam of temper'd Clay was rais'd; / His body with rich Linnen cas'd; . . . | ||
| Last Line: She's cloath'd with native Miniver. Poem Title: The Adamite. 1659. Upon the loss of a Ladies Linnens; all her Shifts and Cloaths being stollen. Attributions: Thomas Shipman [Shipman (1683)] Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Add all to Man that Man's Perfection makes, / Woman has something still that strangely . . . | ||
| Last Line: Were you, ah! were you like him in your Love. Poem Title: To Dorolissa, On her being like my Lord Dorset. By the same. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Adeste Lusus, & Charitum sales: / Huc insequantur cum lepidis Jocis . . . | ||
| Last Line: Perpetuam bibimus Salutem. Poem Title: [Untitled] Attributions: Samuel Conduit [Domiduca Oxoniensis (1662)] Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Adieu! (fair Love) Adieu! / And yet, farewell! . . . | ||
| Last Line: I'le come and Quarter in thy peaceful Armes. Poem Title: Song XXXIII, King Charles I. in Prison. Attributions: Henry Bold [Bold (1664)] Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Adieu fond World, and all thy wiles, / Thy haughty frowns, & treacherous smiles, . . . | ||
| Last Line: But Heaven, and my own breast alone. Poem Title: The Fatigue. A Song. Modern Ascriptions: Thomas Flatman [Saintsbury (1921)] Attributions: Thomas Flatman [Flatman (1674)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Flatman (1674) 46 Saintsbury (1921) Notes: Variant Titles: "SONG. 58." Mock Songs (1675) Variant Last Lines: "But Heaven, and mine own breast alone." Mock Songs (1675) HelpBack to top |
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| Adieu my Cordelia, my dearest adieu, / No passion, more slighted, was ever more true; . . . | ||
| Last Line: Exild, and Outlaw'd, by a hard heart of Stone. Poem Title: Song. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Adieu thou cold companion of my bed, adieu, / And do not sue . . . | ||
| Last Line: So none are loosers by it. Poem Title: The Maids Complaint. Tune, Gerrards Mistress. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Adieu to my Title, of Saviour o'th Nation, / My Forty Commissions, and Spanish Black Bills, . . . | ||
| See Oates's Lamentation, ("A Due to my Title, of Saviour o'th Nation, . . .")
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| Admire not youth, despise not age, although / Some yong are grave, most old men children grow . . . | ||
| Last Line: Some yong are grave, most old men children grow Poem Title: 114 Age and Youth. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Admit (thou darling of mine eyes) / I have some Idoll lately fram'd: . . . | ||
| Last Line: To blind the world, but only thine. Poem Title: To his jealous Mistris. Modern Ascriptions: Thomas Carew [Carew (1949)] Attributions: Thomas Carew [Carew (1640)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Carew (1949) 110 HelpBack to top |
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| Ads Sacrament, sal Hogen Mogen States / Strike down der top sails unto puny Powers . . . | ||
| See The Scot. ("Uds Sacraments sal Hoghen Moghen States . . .")
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| Adventus, Rex Magne, tuus Civilia bella / Composuit, lassis & Pacem reddidt Anglis, . . . | ||
| Last Line: Et tuus hic Populus tecum certabit in Uno hoc. Poem Title: [Untitled] Attributions: Gualt. Pope [Domiduca Oxoniensis (1662)] Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Adversity hurts none, but onely such / Whom whitest Fortune dandled has too much. . . . | ||
| Last Line: Whom whitest Fortune dandled has too much. Poem Title: Adversity. Modern Ascriptions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1968)] Attributions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1648)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Herrick (1968) Notes: Variant Titles: "[Untitled]" New Help to Discourse (1684) HelpBack to top |
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| AEffraenis Phaethon currus Autiga negati, / Ab Jove perculsus, mergitur Eridano: . . . | ||
| Last Line: Diducas longos, & fine nube, dies. Poem Title: [Untitled] Attributions: Robert Walden [Britannia Rediviva (1660)] Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| AElia just four teeth had, if I told right, / One Cough ejected two, another two: . . . | ||
| Last Line: There's nothing left for the third Cough to doe. Poem Title: In AEliam. Epig. 20. Modern Ascriptions: R[obert] Fletcher [Fletcher (1970)] Attributions: R. Fletcher [R. Fletcher (1656)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Fletcher (1970) 35 Notes: Translation from Martial. HelpBack to top |
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| AEole cur cessas? cur gaudia nostra moraris? / Cur dubios animos speque metuque tenes? . . . | ||
| Last Line: Quod classi Dubris, pectora nostra tibi. Poem Title: [Untitled] Attributions: William Squire [Britannia Rediviva (1660)] Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| AEole, cui dedit in Ventos, & Flamina jura / Rex hominum, Divumque Pater, cui Sola potestas . . . | ||
| Last Line: Vivat, & illustri faciat Te prole parentem. Poem Title: [Untitled] Attributions: Nicholas Floyd [Domiduca Oxoniensis (1662)] Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| AEolus insertis versat minus aera ventis, / Nereus insurgit, Te veniente, minus. . . . | ||
| Last Line: Quis nollet tantae sceptra subire Deae? Poem Title: [Untitled] Attributions: Roland Laugharne [Domiduca Oxoniensis (1662)] Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Aere nam vacuo pendentia Mausolaea, / Laudibus immodicis Caris ad astra ferunt, . . . | ||
| Last Line: Laudibus immodicis Caris ad astra ferunt, Poem Title: [Untitled] Contemporary Copies Notes: Verses from Martial, Epigrammaton, Liber de Spectaculis, I. For an English translation, see [Untitled] ("The Mausolaea hanging in the Sky, . . .") HelpBack to top |
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| AEthiopesque Lacus quos siquis faucibus hausit / Aut furit, aut patitur mirum gravitate soporem. . . . | ||
| Last Line: Aut furit, aut patitur mirum gravitate soporem. Poem Title: [Untitled]. Contemporary Copies Notes: Attributed to Ovid (Metamorphoses, Book XV, lines 320-1) in New Help to Discourse (1684) . For an English translation of these lines, see [Untitled]. ("Who doth not know the AEthiopean Lake, . . .") HelpBack to top |
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| Afer hath sold his land and bought a horse, / Whereon he praunceth to the royal Burse, . . . | ||
| Last Line: Mounts a Gunnelly and on foot doth ride. Poem Title: 108 On Afer. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Afflictions plough the Heart of man, / Fits it for wisdoms seed, . . . | ||
| Last Line: And die to All but thee. Poem Title: POEM. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| African has a thousand pound in store, / Yet he desires, and hunts, and rakes for more: . . . | ||
| Last Line: But plenary content to none doth come. Poem Title: De Africano, Epig. 10. Modern Ascriptions: R[obert] Fletcher [Fletcher (1970)] Attributions: R. Fletcher [R. Fletcher (1656)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Fletcher (1970) 118 Notes: Translation from Martial. HelpBack to top |
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| After a blustring tedious night, / The winds now hush't, & the black tempest o're . . . | ||
| Last Line: And they whom heaven covers need no Tombe, Poem Title: Translate out of a Part of Petronius Arbiters Satyricon. Modern Ascriptions: Thomas Flatman [Saintsbury (1921)] Attributions: Thomas Flatman [Flatman (1674)] Modern Copies Flatman (1674) 35 Saintsbury (1921) HelpBack to top |
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| After a Breakfast, the last Sundays Eve, / By the Sun's Rise, the Blarney we did leave; . . . | ||
| Last Line: Who were out Private and the Publick Foes. Poem Title: A Land Voyage in Ireland. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| After a pretty amourous Discourse, / She does resist my Love with pleasing force, . . . | ||
| Last Line: Y'ad been more happy had you been less fair. Poem Title: The Imperfect Enjoyment. Modern Ascriptions: Sir George Etherege [Etherege (1963)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Etherege (1963) 7 HelpBack to top |
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| After Death, nothing is, and Nothing, Death, / The utmost Limits of a Gasp of Breath: . . . | ||
| Last Line: Dreams, Whimseys, and no more. Poem Title: Seneca's Troas, Act. 2. Chorus. Modern Ascriptions: John Wilmot, Second Earl of Rochester [Rochester (1999)] Attributions: John Wilmot, Second Earl of Rochester [Rochester (1680a)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Rochester (1999) 45 HelpBack to top |
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| After long practis'd Malice in the South, / Brutus (the Peoples Ear, the Peoples Mouth) . . . | ||
| Last Line: Perish ye with your Cause so I be out oth'way. Poem Title: Her Boreale, Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| After our Rites done to the King, we doe / Think some Devotions to be paid to you. . . . | ||
| Last Line: May pass as ware, 'tis only judgement here. Poem Title: The Prologue to the University, after the King's departure. A Priest discover'd as before. Attributions: William Cartwright [Cartwright (1651)] Contemporary Copies Notes: The Prologue to The Royall Slave. HelpBack to top |
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| After so many Concurring Petitions / From all Ages and Sexes, and all conditions, . . . | ||
| Last Line: Already you have had too much of his Prose. Poem Title: To the five Members of the Honourable House of Commons. The Humble Petition of the Poets. Modern Ascriptions: Sir John Denham [Denham (1928)] Attributions: Sir John Denham [Denham (1668)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Denham (1928) 128 Notes: External Links to Electronic Texts: Rump: Or an Exact Collection. An Electronic Edition. (University of Western Ontario) HelpBack to top |
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| After so many poorer scraps / Of Players, which nere had the mishaps, . . . | ||
| Last Line: Princes fight by thee, and Queens love. Poem Title: To Sir William D'avenant. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| After so many sad complaints to us, / The painful labouring Woman of this house, . . . | ||
| Last Line: The Profit ours, the Pleasure shall be yours. Poem Title: Prologue to the Parsons Wedding, Spoken by M. Marshall. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| After so many sad mis-haps, / Of drinking, riming, and of claps, . . . | ||
| Last Line: Full fair and soft he made her Arsely. Poem Title: To Sir. W. Davenant. Modern Ascriptions: Sir John Denham [Denham (1928)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Denham (1928) 313 HelpBack to top |
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| After such gloomy storms, and fatall jarrs, / (Beyond the rage and heats of Barons Wars . . . | ||
| Last Line: Laurels for Peace we all present to Thee. Poem Title: [Untitled] Attributions: James Vaughan [Britannia Rediviva (1660)] Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| After the Feast (my Shapcot) see, / The Fairie Court I give to thee: . . . | ||
| Last Line: He'll do no doubt; This flax is spun. Poem Title: Oberons Palace. Modern Ascriptions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1968)] Attributions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1648)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Herrick (1968) HelpBack to top |
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| After the pains of a desperate Lover, / When day and night I have sigh'd all in vain, . . . | ||
| Last Line: Ah what a Joy to hear it again. / [Refrain] Poem Title: Song 161. Refrain: Ah what a pleasure it is to discover / In her eyes pity, who causes my pain! Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| After the pangs of a desperate Lover, / When day and night I have sigh'd all in vain . . . | ||
| Last Line: Cho. Ah what a joy, &c. Poem Title: Song 229. Refrain: Cho. Ah what a joy, &c. Contemporary Copies Notes: Refrain begins: Cho. Refrain does not appear in full in Windsor Drollery (1672) HelpBack to top |
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| After the Princes birth, admired Queen, / Had you prov'd barren, you had fruitfull been; . . . | ||
| Last Line: Signes of more age found in you, but a mother. Poem Title: To the Queen, upon the birth of her first Daughter. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| After the rare Arch-Poet Johnson dy'd, / The Sock grew loathsome, and the Buskins pride, . . . | ||
| Last Line: Her Resurrection ha's again with Thee. Poem Title: Upon M. Ben. Johnson. Epig. Modern Ascriptions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1968)] Attributions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1648)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Herrick (1968) HelpBack to top |
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| After thy labour take thine ease, / Here with the sweet Pierides. . . . | ||
| Last Line: Not subject to corruption. Poem Title: The mount of the Muses. Modern Ascriptions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1968)] Attributions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1648)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Herrick (1968) HelpBack to top |
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| After twelve years of dark, and restless Night, / When Terrours raign, and walking Fiends affright; . . . | ||
| Last Line: God keep us Loyall, and GOD SAVE THE KING. Poem Title: [Untitled] Attributions: Thomas Smith [Britannia Rediviva (1660)] Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Again, / Thou witty Cruel Wanton now again, / Through ev'ry Vein, . . . | ||
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The Answer. ("Againe, / Thou witty Cruell Wanton now againe, . . .")
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| Againe, / Thou witty Cruell Wanton now againe, / Through ev'ry Veine, . . . | ||
| Last Line: Her glorious glorious name. Poem Title: The Answer. Modern Ascriptions: Richard Lovelace [Lovelace (1930)] Attributions: Richard Lovelace [Lovelace (1649)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Lovelace (1930) 83 Notes: This poem was written in answer to Sir THOMAS WORTLEY'S, Sonnet Answered. ("No more / Thou little winged Archer, now no more . . .") HelpBack to top |
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| Against a post a scholler chanc'd to strike, / At unawares his head, like will to like: . . . | ||
| Last Line: The title of a block-head is his due. Poem Title: 69 Good wits jump. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Against diseases here the strongest fence / Is the defensive vertue, Abstinence. . . . | ||
| Last Line: Is the defensive vertue, Abstinence. Poem Title: Abstinence. Modern Ascriptions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1968)] Attributions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1648)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Herrick (1968) HelpBack to top |
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| Against the Charmes our Ballocks have, / How weak all humane skill is? . . . | ||
| Last Line: And her C---t, a common shore. Poem Title: Song. Modern Ascriptions: John Wilmot, Second Earl of Rochester [Rochester (1999)] Attributions: John Wilmot, Second Earl of Rochester [Rochester (1680a)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Rochester (1999) 37 HelpBack to top |
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| Against the pains, and multitude of cares / That bring on age, and Silver all our hairs . . . | ||
| Last Line: Paul in the Morn, Hall in the Afternoon. Poem Title: The Good Bishop. Upon Bishop Hall's Balm of Gilead, presented to my Uncle Mr. Griff. Divall, 1652. Attributions: Thomas Shipman [Shipman (1683)] Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Age (Beauties tyrant) why dost thou, / Furrowe my brow? . . . | ||
| Last Line: To our graves, not Venus shrine. Poem Title: The complaint of an old Lady for the losse of her beauty. Attributions: Thomas Jordan [Jordan (1637)] Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Age Marmor, & pro solita tua humanitate, / (Ne inter Parentum Dolorem & Modestiam . . . | ||
| Last Line: Primo Resurrectionis. Poem Title: Johannis Trottii Epitaphium. Modern Ascriptions: Andrew Marvell [Marvell (1971)] Attributions: Andrew Marvell [Marvell (1681)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Marvell (1971) Notes: In Marvell (1971) the poem is introduced by a brief epigraph: "Charissimo Filio &c. / Pater & Mater &c. / funebrem tabulam curavimus." HelpBack to top |
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| Age is deformed, youth unkind, / Wee scorn their bodies, they our mind. . . . | ||
| Last Line: Wee scorn their bodies, they our mind. Poem Title: 112 Youth and Age. Contemporary Copies Notes: Poem is misnumbered "112" for "182" in Wits Recreations (1640) . HelpBack to top |
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| Ah Ben! / Say how, or when . . . | ||
| Last Line: Of such a wit the world sho'd have no more. Poem Title: An Ode for him. Modern Ascriptions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1968)] Attributions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1648)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Herrick (1968) HelpBack to top |
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| Ah Biancha! now I see, / It is Noone and past with me: . . . | ||
| Last Line: With my face towards the East. Poem Title: To Biancha. Modern Ascriptions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1968)] Attributions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1648)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Herrick (1968) HelpBack to top |
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| Ah! Celia, leave that cruel Art / Of killing with those conqu'ring eyes, . . . | ||
| Last Line: And I'le divorce my self from love. Poem Title: Song 234. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Ah! Celia, that I were but sure / Thy love, like mine, cou'd still endure; . . . | ||
| Last Line: And conqu'ring Him those spoils divide. Poem Title: The divided Heart. Modern Ascriptions: Sir George Etherege [Etherege (1963)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Etherege (1963) 25 HelpBack to top |
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| Ah Chloris! What came from those Eyes? / I fell the strange light'ning gone through my heart . . . | ||
| See An Old Shepheard Courts a young Nymph. ("Ah Cloris! What came from those Eyes? . . .")
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| Ah Chloris! that I now could sit / As unconcern'd, as when . . . | ||
| Last Line: What fortune they must see. Poem Title: Song 194. Contemporary Copies Notes: Variant Titles: "Song 251." Windsor Drollery (1672) Variant Last Lines: "What fortune they may see." Windsor Drollery (1672) HelpBack to top |
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| Ah Choridon, in vain you boast / You still do Cloris love; . . . | ||
| Last Line: Cloris was true, and I deserve the shame. Poem Title: A Song at the Duke's House, in the Fatal Jealousie. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Ah, Clelia, forbear to insult any more, / Lest you teach me to slight, whom you taught to adore; . . . | ||
| Last Line: Withdraw but your self, I shall perish alone. Poem Title: Advice to Clelia. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Ah Cloris! that I now could sit / As unconcern'd, as when . . . | ||
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| Ah Cloris! What came from those Eyes? / I fell the strange light'ning gone through my heart . . . | ||
| Last Line: Some branches of Cypress and Yew: / [Refrain] Poem Title: An Old Shepheard Courts a young Nymph. Refrain: Some Melancholly green I'le bring to thy Grave, / Where I'le sigh, if I can, and bid thee adieu. Contemporary Copies Notes: First line begins with speech prefix: "Shep." HelpBack to top |
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| Ah Cruel Bloody fate! / What canst thou now do more? . . . | ||
| Last Line: Obeys the Lawful Prince. Poem Title: Dagon's Fall. Tune, Philander, &c. Contemporary Copies Notes: The copy of this poem printed in Loyal Songs (1685) includes music. HelpBack to top |
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| Ah cruel bloody Tom! / What couldst thou hope for more, . . . | ||
| Last Line: Like him upity'd die. Poem Title: The Bully Whig; or the poor Whores Lamentation for the Apprehending Sir Thomas Armstrong. Tune, Ah, Cruel bloody Fate, &c. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Ah Cruel Eyes! that first enflam'd / my poor resistless heart; . . . | ||
| Last Line: I bid adieu to Love. Poem Title: A Song Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Ah, cruel Love! must I endure / Thy many scorns, and find no cure? . . . | ||
| See To Pansies. ("Ah, cruell Love! must I endure . . .")
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| Ah, cruell Love! must I endure / Thy many scorns, and find no cure? . . . | ||
| Last Line: What Love co'd ne'r be brought unto. Poem Title: To Pansies. Modern Ascriptions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1968)] Attributions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1648)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Herrick (1968) 74 HelpBack to top |
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| Ah cruel Nymph! how canst thou punish me / To such a barbarous degree, . . . | ||
| Last Line: Than 'twould for you to be more kind, and Love. Poem Title: To Lucinda. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Ah! fading Joy! / How quickly art thou past! . . . | ||
| Last Line: As none of all his Subjects undergo? / [Refrain] Poem Title: A Song. Refrain:Hark, hark! The Waters fall, / And with a murm'ring sound / Dash, dash upon the Ground, / To gentle Slumbers call. Contemporary Copies Notes: Variant Titles: "Song." Methinks the Poor Town (1673) HelpBack to top |
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| Ah happy Grove! dark and secure retreat, / Of Sacred silence, rests Eternal Seat; . . . | ||
| Last Line: And whilst they Live, their flames can never dye. Poem Title: The Grove. By the Earl of Roscommon. Attributions: Wentworth Dillon, Fourth Earl of Roscommon. [Poems by Several Hands (1685)] Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Ah, how long have I fed my desires, / With the hopes you'l be kinder at last? . . . | ||
| Last Line: But in spight of your scorn I must love you too well. Poem Title: A Song. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Ah how sweet are loves soft charmes! / That Virgins freely tender; . . . | ||
| Last Line: But kind Immortal Lovers. Poem Title: A Song. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Ah how sweet it is to love! / Ah how gay is young desire! . . . | ||
| Last Line: 'Tis but rain, and runs not clear. Poem Title: Song 60. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Ah lovely Amoret the care / Of all that know whats good or faire . . . | ||
| Last Line: And haste to catch the flying Game. Poem Title: A la Malade. Attributions: Edmund Waller [Waller (1645a)] Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Ah Lucasta, why so Bright! / Spread with early streaked light! . . . | ||
| Last Line: And tis both her Coarse and Tombe. Poem Title: TO LUCASTA. Ode Lyrick. Modern Ascriptions: Richard Lovelace [Lovelace (1930)] Attributions: Richard Lovelace [Lovelace (1649)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Lovelace (1930) 55 HelpBack to top |
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| Ah! Lycidas, come tell me why / Thy whilome merry Oate . . . | ||
| Last Line: Mean time, let Lycidas have leave to Pipe to thee. Poem Title: An Eclogue, or Pastorall between Endimion Porter and Lycidas Herrick,, set and sung. Modern Ascriptions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1968)] Attributions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1648)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Herrick (1968) Notes: First line begins with speech prefix: "Endym." HelpBack to top |
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| Ah me! I love, give him your hand to kiss / Who both your wooer, and your Poet is. . . . | ||
| See To Mistresse Amie Potter. ("Ai me! I love, give him your hand to kisse . . .")
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| Ah me poor King! I'm now a captive made / To one that hath no living, land, or trade. . . . | ||
| Last Line: And as he went he calls for purse of gold. Poem Title: He takes me his Prospective Glass. Contemporary Copies Notes: A part of The Loves of Hero and Leander: ("Leander being fresh and gay, . . .") From the separately-paginated "The Loves of HERO AND LEANDER: A mock Poem: With Marginal Notes, and other choice Pieces of DROLLERY." Poem introduced by a short verse tag: "My passion shall appear in print, / Make ready Press good Hedger, / Say that Cawphetua saw a dint; / And fell in love with beggar." HelpBack to top |
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| Ah me! the little Tyrant Theefe! / As once my heart was playing, . . . | ||
| Last Line: There proudly sits inthroned. Poem Title: A loose SARABAND. Set by Mr. Henry Lawes. Modern Ascriptions: Richard Lovelace [Lovelace (1930)] Attributions: Richard Lovelace [Lovelace (1649)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Lovelace (1930) 33 HelpBack to top |
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| Ah my Anthea! Must my heart still break? / (Love makes me write, what shame forbids to speak.) . . . | ||
| Last Line: The rest Ile speak, when we meet both in bed. Poem Title: To Anthea. Modern Ascriptions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1968)] Attributions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1648)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Herrick (1968) 24 HelpBack to top |
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| Ah my Perilla! do'st thou grieve to see / Me, day by day, to steale away from thee? . . . | ||
| Last Line: Still in the coole, and silent shades of sleep. Poem Title: To Perilla. Modern Ascriptions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1968)] Attributions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1648)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Herrick (1968) 9 HelpBack to top |
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| Ah! Pardon, Madam, if I ever thought / Your smallest favors could too dear be bought; . . . | ||
| Last Line: Is not the smallest Trophy of your eyes. Poem Title: The Submission. Modern Ascriptions: Sir Charles Sedley [Sedley (1928)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Sedley (1928) 14 HelpBack to top |
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| Ah Posthumus! Our yeares hence flye, / And leave no sound; nor piety, . . . | ||
| Last Line: Farre more then night bewearied. Poem Title: His age, dedicated to his peculiar friend, M. John Wickes, under the name of Posthumus. Modern Ascriptions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1968)] Attributions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1648)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Herrick (1968) Notes: First line begins with number prefix: "1." HelpBack to top |
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| Ah Raleigh, when thou didst thy Breath resign / To trembling James, would I had quitted mine. . . . | ||
| Last Line: No Poysonous Serpent on the Earth shall live. Poem Title: BRITANNIA and RALEIGH. Attributions: Andrew Marvell [Poems on Affairs of State Pt1 (1689)] Contemporary Copies Notes: First line begins with speech prefix: "Brit." HelpBack to top |
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| Ah, Silvia! your Beauty, when mixed with disdain, / Compels me to love you, though ever in vain: . . . | ||
| See A Dialogue between Strephon, Amyntas, and Sylvia. ("Ah, Sylvia! your Beauty, when mix't with disdain, . . .")
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| Ah surra, is't a come to this? / That all our Weez-men do zo miss? . . . | ||
| Last Line: All custen voke beware. Poem Title: V. The Clown. Modern Ascriptions: Alexander Brome [Brome (1982)] Attributions: Alexander Brome [Brome (1664); Brome (1668)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Brome (1982) 194 Notes: This poem appears within a section of Brome (1664) and Brome (1668) entitled "BALLADS.". According Roman R. Dubinski in Brome (1982) , this poem is written in the dialect of the West Country. HelpBack to top |
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| Ah, Sylvia! your Beauty, when mix't with disdain, / Compels me to love you, though ever in vain: . . . | ||
| Last Line: Pray' what is't to us, that are bound to conceal it! / [Refrain] Poem Title: A Dialogue between Strephon, Amyntas, and Sylvia. Made for the Academy in St. Bartholomew Lane. Refrain:What a Riddle is Love, if thought on aright? / 'Tis Mirth mix't with Sorrow, and Pain with Delight: / 'Tis a pleasant Disease, and a delicate Smart; / At once the Vexation, and Joy of the Heart. / Yet we must love while we have Breath; / For not to love, is worse than Death. Contemporary Copies Notes: First line begins with speech prefix: "Str." HelpBack to top |
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| Ai me! I love, give him your hand to kisse / Who both your wooer, and your Poet is. . . . | ||
| Last Line: Wooers have Tongues of Ice, but burning hearts. Poem Title: To Mistresse Amie Potter. Modern Ascriptions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1968)] Attributions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1648)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Herrick (1968) HelpBack to top |
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| Aid me Bellona while the dreadful fight / Betwixt a Nation and two Whales I write: . . . | ||
| See
The battell of the Summer Islands. ("Aide me Bellona while the dreadfull fight . . .")
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| Aide me Bellona while the dreadfull fight / Betwixt a Nation and two Whales I write: . . . | ||
| Last Line: I am diverted from the promis'd fight. Poem Title: The battell of the Summer Islands. Canto I. What fruit they have, and how heaven smiles / Upon those late discover'd Isles. Attributions: Edmund Waller [Waller (1645a)] Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Alack, good young Lord Hastings, is he dead? / He's rise again, as sure as buried. . . . | ||
| Last Line: Hallelujah in Heav'n, with Charles our King. Poem Title: And Elegie On the much lamented death of the Lord Hastings. Attributions: Edward Standish [Lachrymae Musarum (1650)] Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Alas, how pleasant are their dayes / With whom the Infant Love yet playes! . . . | ||
| Last Line: In a Field Sable a Lover Gules. Poem Title: The Unfortunate Lover. Modern Ascriptions: Andrew Marvell [Marvell (1971)] Attributions: Andrew Marvell [Marvell (1681)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Marvell (1971) HelpBack to top |
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| Alas I can't, for tell me how / Can I be gamesome (aged now) . . . | ||
| Last Line: Ye quake for cold to looke on me. Poem Title: To his Girles who would have him sportfull. Modern Ascriptions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1968)] Attributions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1648)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Herrick (1968) HelpBack to top |
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| Alas how long shall I and my maidenhead lie: / In a cold bed all the night long! . . . | ||
| See
Song 39. ("Alass how long shall I and my maidenhead lie: . . .")
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| Alas poor Cupid art thou blind? / Canst not thy bow and Arrows find? . . . | ||
| Last Line: And all you shoot at surely dies. Poem Title: Song 102. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Alas poor silly Barnaby how men do thee molest, / In City Town and Countrey, they never let thee rest: . . . | ||
| Last Line: But cannot you look to their mault man and let Barnaby alone. Poem Title: To the tune of Pip my Cock. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Alas, What has this poor Animal done, / That she stands thus before the rising Sun, . . . | ||
| Last Line: The direful operations of your ungodly hate. Poem Title: The Devil pursued: Or, The right Saddle laid upon the right Mare. A Satyr upon Madam Celliers standing in the Pillory, By a Person of Quality. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Alas what is like to become of the Plot, / Now Tony is dead, and Titus is got . . . | ||
| Alas what shall I do, I have taken on me now / To make a Song, I vow; O wo is me: . . . | ||
| Last Line: And that's my Apologie. Poem Title: A late Song by a person of quality. Contemporary Copies Notes: Variant Titles: "An excellent SONG." Grammatical Drollery (1682) The title of this poem in Grammatical Drollery (1682) includes an evident misprint, with "SGNG" set for "SONG". This poem appears in Grammatical Drollery (1682) within a section entitled "POEMS and SONGS." In Grammatical Drollery (1682) , the lines of this poem have each been broken into two. HelpBack to top |
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| Alas! what thing can hope Death's Hand to escape, / When Mother Plot her self is brought to Crape? . . . | ||
| Last Line: A Plot, a Mother Plot without a Name. Poem Title: On the Death of the Plot. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Alass how long shall I and my maidenhead lie: / In a cold bed all the night long! . . . | ||
| Last Line: And when found, 'tis lost even then. Poem Title: Song 39. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Alass what is like to become of the Plot, / Now Tony is dead, and Titus is got . . . | ||
| Last Line: And the Doctor was eas'd both in body and mind, [refrain] Poem Title: Cupid turn Musqueteer. Tune, Cavalily man. Refrain: Which no body can deny. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Alastrus hath nor coyn, nor spirit nor wit, / I thinke hee's only then for Bedlam fit. . . . | ||
| Last Line: I thinke hee's only then for Bedlam fit. Poem Title: 51 On Alastrus. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| ALEXIS! ah ALEXIS! can it be / Though so much wet and drie . . . | ||
| Last Line: I move in mine owne Element. Poem Title: AMYNTOR from beyond the Sea to ALEXIS. A Dialogue. Modern Ascriptions: Richard Lovelace [Lovelace (1930)] Attributions: Richard Lovelace [Lovelace (1649)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Lovelace (1930) 101 HelpBack to top |
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| Alexis, instead of a Tear and a Kiss, / Wou'd yesterday Hector me out of a Bliss; . . . | ||
| Last Line: He melted away --- The Youth's Business was done. / [Refrain] Poem Title: Love's Martyr. Refrain:But I, for his sake, I will never again / Make Wounds that admit a self-cure to their Pain. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Algernon Sidney fills this Tomb; / An Atheist, by declaiming Rome: . . . | ||
| Last Line: Where Pope and Devil have nought to do. Poem Title: An EPITAPH. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| All are not Martyr Souldiers, blood and goare, / To will to fight is Souldier confessor, . . . | ||
| Last Line: You shall Ana-cares unto your nose. Poem Title: In Daphnem Ciufidicum.. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| All are not ill Plots, that doe sometimes faile; / Nor those false vows, which oft times don't prevaile. . . . | ||
| Last Line: Nor those false vows, which oft times don't prevaile. Poem Title: Plots not still prosperous. Modern Ascriptions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1968)] Attributions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1648)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Herrick (1968) HelpBack to top |
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| All Blots I cannot from my Manners wipe, / Nor say I walk unrightly when I slip: . . . | ||
| Last Line: My Love will find a Tally for 'em all. Poem Title: From Ovid Amorum, l.2. El. 4. and Lucretius l.4. That he loves Women of all sorts and sizes. By Mr. R---- Contemporary Copies Notes: In Poems by Several Hands (1685) , this poem is followed by a note that reads "The foregoing Elegy, having been publish'd imperfect, is here Printed from the best Copy." HelpBack to top |
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| All buildings are but monumentes of death, / All clothes but winding sheets for our last knell, . . . | ||
| Last Line: All that we have is but deaths livery. Poem Title: 474 Fatum Supremum. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| All cry out of E and A, / That are born of Eva, . . . | ||
| Last Line: That are born of Eva, Poem Title: [Untitled] Contemporary Copies Notes: Answers the question posed in New Help to Discourse (1684) , "What two Letters are those, that at our entrance into the world we all try out upon? / A. A and E, as the Poet explains in this verse / Clamant A, vel quotquot nascuntur ab Eva," These Latin verses appear in Lotario de' Conti di Segni's De Miseria Condicionis Humane (ca. 1190). HelpBack to top |
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| All dainty meats I do defie, / Which feed men fat as swine, . . . | ||
| Last Line: And roast-meat in a pipe. Poem Title: 131 On a Tobacconist. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| All day do I sit inventing, / While I live to single alone, . . . | ||
| Last Line: For the Old are to cold to Lust. Poem Title: A woers Expostulations. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| All day like one that's in disgrace, / He resteth in some secret place, . . . | ||
| Last Line: Where he will both live and die. Poem Title: Riddle 16. Contemporary Copies Notes: The riddle concludes: "Resolution / A Candle." HelpBack to top |
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| All hail fair fruit! may every crab-tree bear / Such blossoms, and so lovely every year! . . . | ||
| See
On the happy Memory of Alderman Hoyle that hang'd himself. ("All haile fair fruit! may every crab-tree bear . . .")
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| All Hail Great Prince! whom ev'ry Miracle, / Preserv'd for Universal Rule, . . . | ||
| Last Line: And for Your Glorious Magnitude the seanted Globe want room. Poem Title: To His Sacred Majesty King James II. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| All hail (my Masters!) I must now implore / Your Ticket, for a twelve moneths recreation: . . . | ||
| Last Line: My Guts conspire, indeed, but not my Brain. Poem Title: 7. In January. Attributions: Sir George Wharton [Wharton (1661a)] Poem Date:1659 Contemporary Copies Notes: In Wharton (1661a) this verse appears together with a number of other short poems under different headings, together prefaced by a note reading "In Kalendarium Ecclesiasticum, 1659. these following Pithy and Prophetique Verses are to be found." See 1. On the Moons Eclipse in April. ("Now have amongst ye, you that stand . . .") , 2. On the Moons Eclipse in October. ("Quick work and crafty! (He that sways . . .") , 3. On the Suns Eclipse in November. ("What noise is this? methinks I hear . . .") , 4. Under the Regal Table. ("Sacred's the name of King, and full of splendour, . . .") , 5. Under the Table of Terms. ("Thanks, busie-Term-time! thou bringst work to do . . .") , 6. Under the Tide-Table. ("The Sea hath fits, much like this giddy age; . . .") , 8. In February. ("I honour all that have a Soveraign Power, . . .") , 9. In March. ("I pray for Kings, and think't a pious Deed: . . .") , 10. In April. ("I'm hugely taken with the Golden Train, . . .") , 11. In May. ("I reverence Justice (on the meanest seat) . . .") , 12. In June. ("I love the Ministry, all but the name, . . .") , 13. In July. ("I like the Comm'nalty (that Sov'raign Pow'r) . . .") , 14. In August. ("I own the Camp, where Gallantry commands, . . .") , 15. In September. ("I hug the Souldier, dreads no violent end, . . .") , 16. In October. ("I fancie well, our great Metropolis, . . .") , 17. In November. ("But O the Country, free from jarring-strife, . . .") , 18. In December. ("Thus (in an humour purely innocent) . . .") , and 19. His Conclusion. ("Thus have our melting eyes, England beheld . . .") . HelpBack to top |
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| All hail to London fair Town, / Hail to the Mayor and the Shrieves; . . . | ||
| Last Line: And weary your Patience out. Poem Title: Hue-and-Song after Patience Ward. The Same Tune. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| All hail to the days / That merits more praise . . . | ||
| See
A SONG. ("All haile to the dayes . . .")
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| All haile fair fruit! may every crab-tree bear / Such blosoms, and so lovely every year! . . . | ||
| Last Line: Be it still said they leap fair for their lives. Poem Title: On the happy Memory of Alderman Hoyle that hang'd himself. Modern Ascriptions: R[obert] Fletcher [Fletcher (1970)] Attributions: R. Fletcher [R. Fletcher (1656)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Fletcher (1970) 140 Notes: External Links to Electronic Texts: Rump: Or an Exact Collection. An Electronic Edition. (University of Western Ontario) HelpBack to top |
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| All haile to the dayes / That merits more praise . . . | ||
| Last Line: To drive the cold Winter away. Poem Title: A SONG. Refrain:To drive the cold Winter away. Contemporary Copies Notes: Variant First Lines: "All hail to the days, . . ." Loyal Garland (1673) HelpBack to top |
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| All has been plundered from me, but my wit; / Fortune her selfe can lay no claim to it. . . . | ||
| Last Line: Fortune her selfe can lay no claim to it. Poem Title: His Losse. Modern Ascriptions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1968)] Attributions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1648)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Herrick (1968) HelpBack to top |
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| All in the Land of Bembo, and of Bubb, / Frank Harris help me, on this pocky rub. . . . | ||
| Last Line: In your own Doublets, sure compleat. Poem Title: Canto the Second, or rather, canto the first. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| All in the Land of Essex, / Near Colchester the Zealous, . . . | ||
| Last Line: Even according to the Letter? Poem Title: News from Colchester. Or, A Proper new Ballad of certain Carnal passages betwixt a Quaker and a Colt, at Horsfly near Colchester in Essex. To the Tune of, Tom of Bedlam. Modern Ascriptions: Sir John Denham [Denham (1928)] Attributions: Sir John Denham [Denham (1668)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Denham (1928) 91 Notes: External Links to Electronic Texts: Rump: Or an Exact Collection. An Electronic Edition. (University of Western Ontario) HelpBack to top |
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| All in the grave alike are made, / The Scepter, and the Sith and Spade. . . . | ||
| Last Line: The Scepter, and the Sith and Spade. Poem Title: [Untitled] Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| All in vain, / Turn again, / Why should I love her? . . . | ||
| Last Line: Till I have reason. Poem Title: Song 75. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| All joy unto that happy pair, / Which this day united are, . . . | ||
| Last Line: Yet they in Heav'n do fill a sphear. Poem Title: Song 195. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| All joyes attend you; May your vertues be / Beautifi'd with true felicity. . . . | ||
| Last Line: Love you in prose better than any man. Poem Title: [Untitled] Attributions: Thomas Jordan [Jordan (1680)] Contemporary Copies Notes: In Jordan (1680) appears within a prose letter entitled "To the worthiest of Ladyes", within a section entitled "EPISTLES Quient, AND COMPENDIOUS". HelpBack to top |
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| All men do err because that men they be, / And men with beauty blinded cannot see. . . . | ||
| See
The errors of Lovers. ("All men doe erre because that men they be, . . .")
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| All men doe erre because that men they be, / And men with beauty blinded cannot see. . . . | ||
| Last Line: And men with beauty blinded cannot see. Poem Title: The errors of Lovers. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| All my past Life is mine no more, / The flying hours are gone; . . . | ||
| Last Line: 'Tis all that Heav'n allows. Poem Title: Love and Life, a Song. Modern Ascriptions: John Wilmot, Second Earl of Rochester [Rochester (1999)] Attributions: John Wilmot, Second Earl of Rochester [Rochester (1680a); Poems by Several Hands (1685)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Rochester (1999) 25 Notes: Variant Titles: "Love and Life, a Song by the same Author." Poems by Several Hands (1685) HelpBack to top |
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| All on a weeping Monday, / With a fat Bulgarian Sloven, . . . | ||
| Last Line: Or thou hadst not quitted Calice. Poem Title: To Sir John Mennis being invited from Calice to Bologne to eat a Pig. Modern Ascriptions: Sir John Denham [Denham (1928)] Attributions: Sir John Denham [Denham (1668)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Denham (1928) 100 HelpBack to top |
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| All other Ages since our Age excels. / And conqu'ring Rome to so much greatness swells, . . . | ||
| Last Line: Favour and Pension make a Laureate. Poem Title: Temporibus nostris Aetas. By the same. Out of Martial. Lib. 8. Epigr. 56. Attributions: John Evelyn [Poems by Several Hands (1685)] Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| All Poets Hippocrene admire, / And pray to water to inspire . . . | ||
| Last Line: Die he with thirst that dost repine. Poem Title: A Song upon a Winepot. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| All the flatteries of Fate, / And the glory of the State, . . . | ||
| Last Line: Be interr'd with the Dirge of this desolate Quire. Poem Title: A Song. Contemporary Copies Notes: Variant Titles: "Song 18." Windsor Drollery (1672) Variant Last Lines: "To be interr'd with the Dirge of th'disconsolate Quire." Windsor Drollery (1672) HelpBack to top |
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| All the materials are the same / Of Beauty and Desire, . . . | ||
| Last Line: And gives moisture to her Palm. / [Refrain] Poem Title: Song 82. Refrain: Then tell me what those creatures are, / That would be thought both chaste & fair. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| All these fair Letters in one golden Book, / What Cynick might be blam'd to unclasp and look! . . . | ||
| Last Line: What Cynick might be blam'd to unclasp and look! Poem Title: [Untitled] Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| All things are open to these two events, / Or to Rewards, or else to Punishments. . . . | ||
| Last Line: Or to Rewards, or else to Punishments. Poem Title: Reward and punishments. Modern Ascriptions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1968)] Attributions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1648)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Herrick (1968) HelpBack to top |
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| All things decay with Time: The Forrest sees / The growth, and down-fall of her aged trees: . . . | ||
| Last Line: Droops, dies, and falls without the cleavers stroke. Poem Title: All things decay and die. Modern Ascriptions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1968)] Attributions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1648)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Herrick (1968) 23 HelpBack to top |
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| All things have favour, though some very small, / Nay a box on the eare hath no smell at all. . . . | ||
| Last Line: Nay a box on the eare hath no smell at all. Poem Title: 333 Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| All things o'r-rul'd are here by Chance; / The greatest mans Inheritance. . . . | ||
| Last Line: Serves but for place of Buriall. Poem Title: Large Bounds doe but bury us. Modern Ascriptions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1968)] Attributions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1648)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Herrick (1968) HelpBack to top |
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| All things subjected are to Fate; / Whom this Morne sees most fortunate, . . . | ||
| Last Line: The Ev'ning sees in poore estate. Poem Title: Change common to all: Modern Ascriptions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1968)] Attributions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1648)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Herrick (1968) HelpBack to top |
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| All things submit themselves to your command, / Fair Celia, when it does not Love withstand; . . . | ||
| Last Line: Forgoing Sense, for a Fatastick Name. Poem Title: To Celia. Modern Ascriptions: John Wilmot, Second Earl of Rochester [Rochester (1999)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Rochester (1999) 8 Notes: Appears within the separately paginated "Second Part" of Collection of Poems (1672) . HelpBack to top |
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| All this with Indignation have I hurl'd / At the pretending part of the proud World, . . . | ||
| See Satyr. ("Were I (who to my cost already am . . .")
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| All Vows do their obliging vertue lose, / Which are extroted by prevailing Foes. . . . | ||
| Last Line: The joyful Tidings they return'd again! Poem Title: The Recantation. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| All ye that love, or who pretends, / Come listen to my Sonnet, . . . | ||
| Last Line: But that's no lovers wonder. Poem Title: The Cotsal Sheapheards. To the Tune of Amarillis told her Swain. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| All you that desire to merry be, / Come listen unto me, . . . | ||
| Last Line: With oh brave Arthur, &c. Poem Title: A SONG. Refrain:Which is Oh brave Arthur, &c. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| All you that for Parliament Members do stand, / For Country, Burrough, or City; . . . | ||
| Last Line: They'l conspire against horse and man. Poem Title: VI. On a Butchers Dog that bit a Commanders Mare, that stood to be Knight of a Shire. Modern Ascriptions: Alexander Brome [Brome (1982)] Attributions: Alexander Brome [Brome (1664); Brome (1668)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Brome (1982) 199 Notes: This poem appears within a section of Brome (1664) and Brome (1668) entitled "BALLADS.". HelpBack to top |
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| All you that Wit and Beauty know, / Give ear to me, and I will shew . . . | ||
| Last Line: The witty fair one is the best. Poem Title: The happy Adventure, or the Witty Lady: A story. Tune, Wert thou much fairer then thou art. Attributions: Thomas Jordan [Jordan (1663a); Jordan (1663b); Jordan (1663c)] Contemporary Copies Notes: In Jordan (1663b) and Jordan (1663c) , appears within a separately paginated section entitled "Songs." HelpBack to top |
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| All you that would no longer / To a Monarch be subjected, . . . | ||
| Last Line: On the Bridg or Tower discover. / [Refrain] Poem Title: Another. The price of Annarchie. To the tune of Mad Tom. Attributions: Thomas Weaver [Weaver (1654)] Refrain: Come, come away, bring your gold, bring your jewels / Your silver shap't or molten; / If the King you'd have down, / And advance to the Crown / Five Members and Kimbolton. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Along, come along, / Let's meet in a throng . . . | ||
| Last Line: For Canary. Poem Title: The Tinkers Song. Modern Ascriptions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1968)] Attributions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1648)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Herrick (1968) HelpBack to top |
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| Alpha nor Omega will Coa espy, / Till she ascend up the corner'd Pi. . . . | ||
| Last Line: Till she ascend up the corner'd Π. Poem Title: 381 In Coam. Contemporary Copies In Wits Recreations (1640) , the first lines are printed as "Α nor Ω will Coa espy, / Till she ascend up the corner'd Π." |
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| Although no Art the Fire of Love can tame, / 'Tis oft extinguish't by an equal flame. . . . | ||
| Last Line: 'Tis oft extinguish't by an equal flame. Poem Title: Distich. Contemporary Copies Notes: Appears within the separately paginated "Second Part" of Collection of Poems (1672) . HelpBack to top |
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| Although our suffering meet with no reliefe, / An equall mind is the best sauce for griefe. . . . | ||
| Last Line: An equall mind is the best sauce for griefe. Poem Title: Sauce for sorrowes. Modern Ascriptions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1968)] Attributions: Robert Herrick [Herrick (1648)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Herrick (1968) Notes: Page 396 has been mispaginated in Herrick (1648) . HelpBack to top |
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| Although Propriety be Crost, / By those that cry't up most, . . . | ||
| Last Line: He silence Loves, or Gentle Sounds. Poem Title: A New-years Gift. Modern Ascriptions: William Cartwright [Cartwright (1951)] Attributions: William Cartwright [Cartwright (1651)] Contemporary Copies Modern Copies Cartwright (1951) 526 HelpBack to top |
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| Although they seeme us onely to affect, / 'Tis thier content, not ours, they most respect: . . . | ||
| Last Line: Staight that I were a women I would wish. Poem Title: 324 On women. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Although Thirsites have a filthy face, / And staring eyes, and little outward grace: . . . | ||
| Last Line: Nature her selfe, is not more naturall. Poem Title: 452 On Thirsites. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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| Although thy neighbour have a handsom horse, / Matchlesse for comly shape, for hue and course . . . | ||
| Last Line: And sell his wife to any willingly. Poem Title: 76 Of Charidemus. Contemporary Copies HelpBack to top |
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