Sidor som bilder

Good-morrow to the day so fair. Herrick. III. 310.
Good Muse, rock me as eep. Breton. II. 281,
Gorbo, as thou cam'st this way. Drayton. II. 337..
Great Captain Medon wears a chain of gold. Davis,
Greensleeves was all my joy. Anon. II. 394.

II. 370.

H. Hail, thou fairest of all creatures. Wither. III. 88, Happy is that state of his. Brathwait. III. 105 Happy, oh happy he who, not affecting. Anon, IļI.

143 Having interr'd her infant birth. Ld. Herbert of

Cherbury. III. 42. He first deceas'd; she for a little tried, Wotton, 11.

368. He that loves a rosy cheek. Carew. III. 163, He whose active thoughts disdain. Stanley. III. 314, Hear, ye virgins, and I'll teach. Herrick. III. 307. Hears not my Phillis, how the birds. Sedley. III. 395. Hence all you vain delights. Beaumont and Fletcher,

III. 63. Hence, away, thou Syren, leave me. Wither. III. 93. Here, Cælia, for thy sake I part. Waller. III. 196. Here's to thee, Dick !-this whining love despise.

Cowley, 'IIL. 279. Honest lover whosoever. Suckling. III. 244. How eager are our vain pursuits. Veel. III. 401. How happy a thing were a wedding. Flatman. III.

383 How uneasy is his life. Cotton. III. 367. How we dally out our days. Gomersall. III, 176. Husband | if thou wilt pure appear. Kendall. 11.. 230.

I. I ask not one in whom all beauties grow. Cowley.

III. 280. I being Care, thou Ajest me as ill fortune. Constable. 11. 306,

I I cannot eat but little meat. Still, II. 188.

I do confess thou’rt smooth and fair. Anon. III. 348. I felt my heart, and found a fame. Lluellyn. III.

370. I find it true that some have said. Willoby. II. 375. I in these flowery meads would be. Walton. III. 127. I laugh sometimes with little lust. Gascoigne. II. 175. I loath that I did love. Ld. Vaux. II. 85. I love thee, Cornwall, and will ever. Freeman. III.

113. I made a posy, while the day ran by. Herbert. III.

125 I muse and marvel in my mind. Scot. II. 124. I must alledge, and thou canst tell. Gascoigne. II.

178. I must not grieve my love, whose eyes would read.

Daniel. II. 320. I never stoop'd so low as they. Donne. II. 385. I never yet could see that face. Cowley. III. 285. I once may see when years shall wreak my wrong.

Daniel. II. 318. I pray thee leave, love me no more. Drayton. II. 340. 1 prithee leave this peevish fashion. Brome. III. 299. I read how Salmacis, sometime, with sight. Turber.

vile. II. 181. I see there is no sort. Anon. II. 102. I tell thee, Dick, where I have been. Suckling. III.

248. I walk'd along a stream, for pureness rare. Marlowe. I weigh not Fortune's frown or smile. Sylvester. II.

331. 1, with whose colours Myra drest her head. Ld. Brook

II. 264. I'll tell you whence the rose did first grow red. Anon,

Ill. 338. If all the world and love were young. Raleigh. II. 220. If banish'd sleep, and watchful care. Turbervile, II.

180, If ever Sorrow spoke from soul that loves. Constable

II. 328.

II. 305.

If marriage life yields such content. Brathwait. III.

103, If mine eyes do e'er declare. Cowley. III. 282. If the quick spirits in your eye. Carew. III. 161. If this be love, to draw a weary breath. Daniel. II.

317. If thou like her flowing tresses. Prestwich. III. 329. If truth may take no trusty hold. John Hall. II. 120. In a grove most rich of shade. Sidney. II. 249. In Bowdoun, on black monunday. Clapperton. 11.127. In court to serve decked with fresh array. Wyatt. II.

48. In going to my naked bed, as one that would have

slept. Edwards. II. 141. In hope a king doth go to war. Anon. III. 141. In the merry month of May. Breton. II. 280. In Thetis' lap while Titan took his rest. Watson. II.

308. In thy fair breast, and once fair soul. Howard. III.

304 In time the bull is brought to wear the yoke. Watson. In working well, if travel you sustain. Grimoald. II.

70. Insulting beauty, you mis-spend. E. of Rochester,

II. 309.

III. 404.

Invest my head with fragrant rose. Heath. III. 319. It chanc'd of late a shepherd's swain. Davison. III,


K. Know, Celia, since thou art so proud. Carew. III. 167. Know then, my brethren, heaven is clear. Quarles.

III, 122.

L. Ladies, fly from Love's smooth tale. Carew, III, 169. Laid in my quiet bed to rest. Gifford. II. 210. Let those complain that feel Love's cruelty. Beaumont

and Fletcher, III. 67.

III. 333;

Like as the culver, on the bared bough. Spenser. Il

234. Like as the damask rose you see, Wastell. II. 359Like the violet, which alone. Habington. III. 206. Like to Diana in her summer-weed. Green. II. 197, Like to the falling of a star. Beaumont. III. 69. Little think'st thou, poor ant, who' there, Fleckno. Look, Delia, how w' esteem the half-blown rose.

Daniel. II. 316. Lord! how you take upon you still. Çotton. III. 361. Lordly gallants, tell me this. Wither. III. 86. Love and my Mistress were at strite. Breton. II, 286. Love, brave Virtue's younger brother. Crashaw. III.

225 Love in fantastic triumph sat. Behn. III. 359. Love in her sunny eyes does basking play. Cowley.

III. 282, Love is a region full of fires. Sir J. Beaumont. III.

59. Love is a sickness full of woes. Daniel, II. 324. Love is the blossom where there blows. G, Fletcher,

III. 55.

Love not me for comely grace. Anon. III. 142,
Love still has something of the sea. Sedley. III. 391.
Love, that liveth and reigneth in my thought, E, of

Surrey. II. 67.
Love, when 'tis true, needs not the aid. Sedley. III.

388. Love's sooner felt than seen; his substance thio.

P. Fletcher, III. 51. .

M. Madam, withouten many words. Wyatt. II. 44. Margarita first possess'd. Cowley. III. 287. Mark how the bashful Morn in vain. Carew. HII. 166. Mark, Ostella, when the Spring. Tatham. III. 257. Mark, when she smiles with amiable cheer. Spenser.

II. 234.

Martial, the things that do attain. E. of Surrey. II.58.

III. 255.

III. 214.

II. 402.

Melancholy hence and get. Shirley. III. 129,
Mine own John Poins ! since ye delight to know.

Wyatt, II, 49.
Mirth, and nuptial joys betide. Baron. III. 357
Morpheus, the humble god that dwells. Denham.
Mournful Muses, sorrow's minions. Breton. II. 285,
Muse, be a bride-maid! dost not hear. Randolph.
My golden locks time hath to silver turn'd. Anon.
My heedless heart, which Love yet never knew.

Watson. II. 310.
My love, I cannot thy rare beauties place. Smith. II.

My lute awake, perform the last, Anon. II. 94.
My lute, be as thou wert, when thou did grow.

Drummond. III. 74.
My Muse by thee restor'd to life, Davison. III. 16.
My once dear love, hapless that I no more. King.
My Phillis hath the morning sun. Dyer. II, 186.
My shag-hair Cyclops, come, let's ply. Lylie. II.

My true love hath my heart, and I have his. Sidney.
My wanton Muse, that whilom us'd to sing. Raleigh.

II. 218.
My wife, if thou regard mine ase. Kendall. II. 228.

ÍII. 119.

Íl. 263

Naked Love did to thine eye. Sherburne. III. 259,

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No, Cynthia; never think I can. Howard. III. 395.
No more, no more of this! I vow. Brome. II. 300.
No victor, when in battle spent. D'Avenant. III. 183.
Not, Celia, that I justei am. Sedley, III. 386.
Not long ago, as I at supper sat. Breton. Il. 274,
Not stayed state, but feeble stay. Yloop. II. 149.
Not the Phænix in his death. Habington. III, 205.


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