For some sleepy keys the Museum MS. reads, the sleeping keys; for yet forc't they are to go it has and yet are forc't to go; drinking to the odd Number of Nine for Number of Wine, as to which see below; turned her home for twirled her home; dear soul for rare soul. All these are possible, but beloved Africa, and the omission of the two half lines, "'tis not need The scarecrow unto mankind," are pure blunders.

Drinking to the odd Number of Nine. I introduce this into the text from the Museum manuscript as agreeing with the

"Well, I can quaff, I see, To th' number five Or nine"

of A Bacchanalian Verse (Hesperides 653), on which see Note. Dr. Grosart explains the Ashmole reading Wine by the Note "{oinos} and vinum both give five, the number of perfection"; but this seems too far-fetched for Herrick.

Kiss, so depart. By a strange freak Ashmole MS. writes Guesse, and the Museum MS. Ghesse; but the emendation Kiss (adopted both by Dr. Grosart and Mr. Hazlitt) cannot be doubted.

Well doing's the fruit of doing well. Seneca, de Clem. i. 1: Recte factorum verus fructus [est] fecisse. Also Ep. 81: Recte facti fecisse merces est. The latter, and Cicero, de Finib. II. xxii. 72, are quoted by Montaigne, Ess. II. xvi.

A Carol presented to Dr. Williams. From Ashmole MS. 36, 298. For Dr. Williams, see Note to Hesperides 146. This poem was apparently written in 1640, after the removal of the bishop's suspension.

His Mistress to him at his Farewell. From Add. MS. 11, 811, at the British Museum, where it is signed "Ro. Herrick".

Upon Parting. From Harleian MS. 6917, at the British Museum.

Upon Master Fletcher's Incomparable Plays. Printed in Beaumont and Fletcher's Works, 1647, and Beaumont's Poems, 1653.

The Golden Pomp is come. Ovid, "Aurea Pompa venit" (as in Hesperides 201).

To be with juice of cedar washed all over. Horace's "linenda cedro," as in Hesperides.

Evadne. See Note to Hesperides 575.

The New Charon. First printed in "Lachrymae Musarum. The tears of the Muses: exprest in Elegies written by divers persons of Nobility and Worth, upon the death of the most hopefull Henry, Lord Hastings.... Collected and set forth by R[ichard] B[rome]. London, 1649." This is the only poem which we know of Herrick's, written after 1648, and even in this Herrick uses materials already employed in "Charon and the Nightingale" in Hesperides.

Epitaph on the Tomb of Sir Edward Giles. First printed by Dr. Grosart from the monument in Dean Prior Church. Sir Edward Giles was the occupant of Dean Court and the magnate of the parish.



APPENDIX I.

HERRICK'S POEMS IN WITTS RECREATIONS.

Both Mr. Hazlitt and Dr. Grosart have slightly misrepresented the relation of Hesperides to the anthology known as Witts Recreations: Mr. Hazlitt by mistakes as to their respective contents; Dr. Grosart (after a much more careful collation) by taking down the date of the wrong edition. To put matters straight four editions have to be examined:—

I. "Witts Recreations. Selected from the finest Fancies of Moderne Muses, With a Thousand out Landish Proverbs. London. Printed for Humph. Blunden at ye Castle in Cornhill, 1640. 8vo."

This general title-page is engraved by W. Marshall. The Outlandish Proverbs were selected by George Herbert, and, like the first part, have a printed title-page of their own.

II. "Witts Recreations. Augmented with Ingenious Conceites for the wittie and Merrie Medicines for the Melancholie. London. Printed for Humph. Blunden: at ye Castle in Cornhill, 1641. 8vo."

In this, and subsequent editions, Marshall's title-page is re-engraved and the Outlandish Proverbs are omitted. The printed title-page reads: "Wit's Recreations. Containing 630 Epigrams, 160 Epitaphs. Variety of Fancies and Fantasticks, Good for Melancholly humours. London. Printed by Thomas Cotes," etc. The epigrams vary considerably from the selection in the previous edition.

III. "Witts Recreations refined. Augmented, with Ingenious Conceites for the wittie, and Merrie Medicines for the Melancholie...."

In the Museum copy of this edition the imprint to the engraved title has been cropped away. The printed title-page reads: "Recreation for Ingenious Head-peeces. Or, A Pleasant Grove for their Wits to walke in. Of Epigrams, 630: Epitaphs, 180: Fancies, a number: Fantasticks, abundance, Good for melancholy Humors. Printed by R. Cotes for H. B. London, 1645. 8vo." Two poems of Herrick's occur in the additional "Fancies and Fantasticks," first printed in this edition, viz.: The Description of a Woman (not contained in Hesperides), and the Farewell to Sack.

IV. "Witts Recreations refined. Augmented, with Ingenious Conceites for the wittie and Merrie Medicines for the Melancholie. Printed by M. S. sould by I. Hancock in Popes head Alley, 1650. 8vo."

The printed title-page reads: "Recreations for Ingenious Head-peeces. Or, A Pleasant Grove for their Wits to Walke in. Of Epigrams, 700: Epitaphs, 200: Fancies, a number: Fantasticks, abundance. With their Addition, Multiplication, and Division. London, Printed by M. Simmons," etc. In this edition many of the Epigrams are omitted and more than one hundred fresh ones added. Additions are also made to the Epitaphs and Fancies and Fantasticks. Of the new Epigrams and Poems no less than seventy-two had been printed two years earlier in Herrick's Hesperides, and ten others were added in 1654 from the same source.

Witts Recreations was again reprinted in 1663, 1667, and perhaps oftener. In 1817 it was issued as vol. ii. of a collection of Facetiae, of which Mennis and Smith's Musarum Deliciae and Wit Restor'd formed vol. i. On the title-page Witts Recreations is said to be printed from edition 1640, with all the wood engravings and improvements of subsequent editions, and in the preface it is explained to be "reprinted after a collation of the four editions, 1640, 41, 54, and 63, for the purpose of bringing together in one body all the various articles spread throughout, and not to be found in any one edition". This 1817 reprint was re-issued by Hotten in 1874, and this re-issue, as his references to pagination show, was the one used by Dr. Grosart. The date 1640 on the title-page may have caught his eye and led to his mistaken allusion to the "prior publication" of the Herrick poems in 1640, whereas Hesperides was published in 1648, and the editions of Witts Recreations which contain anything of his besides the Description of a Woman and A Farewell to Sack, in 1650, 1654, etc.

In the Notes to the present edition I have drawn attention to all variations in the text of the poems as printed by Herrick and the later editors, and now subjoin a complete list of the poems under the titles which they take in Witts Recreations, with their numbers in this edition.

1645 Edition.

128. A Farewell to Sack. [Not in Hesp.] The Description of a Woman.

1650 Edition Adds:—

123. A Tear sent to his M^is. 159. The Cruel Maid. 162. His Misery. 172. With a Ring to Julia. 200. On Gubbs. 206. On Bunce. 239. On Guesse. 241. On a Painted Madam. 310. On a Child. 311. On Sneape. 328. A Foolish Querie. 340. A Check to her Delay. 352. Nothing New. 357. Long and Lazy. 367. To a Stale Lady. 374. Gain and Gettings. 379. On Doll. 380. On Skrew. 381. On Linnit. 400. On Raspe. 407. On Himself. 408. Love and Liberty. 409. On Skinns. 428. On Craw. 434. On Jack and Jill. 517. Change. 534. To Julia. 572. On Umber. 600. Little and Loud. 616. Abroad with the Maids. 637. On Lungs. 640. On a Child. 644. On an Old Man, a Residentiary. 648. On Cob. 649. On Betty. 650. On Skoles. 661. Ambition. 666. On Zelot. 669. On Crab. 675. On Women's Denial. 676. Adversity. 693. On Tuck. 697. Adversity. 703. On Trigg. 711. Possessions. 735. Maids' Nays. 743. On Julia's Weeping. 752. No Pains No Gains. 761. Alvar and Anthea. 772. A Hymn to Bacchus. 776. Anger. 791. Verses. 795. On Bice. 796. On Trencherman. 797. Kisses. 832. On Punchin. 838. On a Maid. 840. Beauty. 846. Writing. 849. Satisfaction. 873. On Love. 881. ll. 13, 14, Sharp Sauce. 886. On Lulls. 902. Truth. 910. On Ben Jonson. 946. An Hymn to Love. 950. Leaven. 1025. On Boreman. 1084. On Love. 1085. On Gut. 1106. On Rump. 1119. Sauce for Sorrows. 1126. Of this Book.

1654 Edition Adds:—

49. Cherry Pit. 85. On Love. 92. The Bag of a Bee. 208. To make much of Time. 235. On an Old Batchelor. 238. Another. (On the Rose.) 253. Counsel not to Love. 260. How the Violets came blue. 337. A Vow to Cupid. 446. The Farewell to Love and to his Mistress.



APPENDIX II.

HERRICK'S FAIRY POEMS AND THE DESCRIPTION OF THE KING AND QUEENE OF FAYRIES PUBLISHED 1635.

The publisher's freak, by which Herrick's three chief Fairy poems ("The Fairy Temple; or, Oberon's Chapel," "Oberon's Feast," and "Oberon's Palace") are separated from each other, is greatly to be regretted. The last two, both dedicated to Shapcott, are distinctly connected by their opening lines, and "Oberon's Chapel," dedicated to Mr. John Merrifield, Herrick's other fairy-loving lawyer, of course belongs to the same group. All three were probably first written in 1626 and cannot be dissociated from Drayton's Nymphidia, published in 1627, and Sir Simeon Steward's "A Description of the King of Fayries clothes, brought to him on New-yeares day in the morning, 1626 [O. S.], by his Queenes Chambermaids". In 1635 there was published a little book of a dozen leaves, most kindly transcribed for this edition by Mr. E. Gordon Duff, from the unique copy at the Bodleian Library. It is entitled:—

"A Description of the King and Queene of Fayries, their habit, fare, their abode pompe and state. Beeing very delightfull to the sense, and full of mirth. [Wood-cut.] London. Printed for Richard Harper, and are to be sold at his shop, at the Hospitall gate. 1635."

Fol. 1 is blank; fol. 2 occupied by the title-page; ff. 3, 4 (verso blank) by a letter "To the Reader," signed: "Yours hereafter, If now approved on, R. S.," beginning: "Courteous Reader, I present thee here with the Description of the King of the Fayries, of his Attendants, Apparel, Gesture, and Victuals, which though comprehended in the brevity of so short a volume, yet as the Proverbe truely averres, it hath as mellifluous and pleasing discourse, as that whose amplitude contains the fulnesse of a bigger composition"; on fol. 5 (verso blank) occurs the following poem [spelling here modernised]:—

"Deep-skilled Geographers, whose art and skill Do traverse all the world, and with their quill Declare the strangeness of each several clime, The nature, situation, and the time Of being inhabited, yet all their art And deep informed skill could not impart In what set climate of this Orb or Isle, The King of Fairies kept, whose honoured style Is here inclosed, with the sincere description Of his abode, his nature, and the region In which he rules: read, and thou shalt find Delightful mirth, fit to content thy mind. May the contents thereof thy palate suit, With its mellifluous and pleasing fruit: For nought can more be sweetened to my mind Than that this Pamphlet thy contentment find; Which if it shall, my labour is sufficed, In being by your liking highly prized. "Yours to his power, "R. S."

This is followed (pp. 1-3) by: "A Description of the Kings [sic] of Fayries Clothes, brought to him on New-Yeares day in the morning, 1626, by his Queenes Chambermaids:—

"First a cobweb shirt, more thin Than ever spider since could spin. Changed to the whiteness of the snow, By the stormy winds that blow In the vast and frozen air, No shirt half so fine, so fair; A rich waistcoat they did bring, Made of the Trout-fly's gilded wing: At which his Elveship 'gan to fret The wearing it would make him sweat Even with its weight: he needs would wear A waistcoat made of downy hair New shaven off an Eunuch's chin, That pleased him well, 'twas wondrous thin. The outside of his doublet was Made of the four-leaved, true-loved grass, Changed into so fine a gloss, With the oil of crispy moss: It made a rainbow in the night Which gave a lustre passing light. On every seam there was a lace Drawn by the unctuous snail's slow pace, To which the finest, purest, silver thread Compared, did look like dull pale lead. His breeches of the Fleece was wrought, Which from Colchos Jason brought: Spun into so fine a yarn No mortal wight might it discern, Weaved by Arachne on her loom, Just before she had her doom. A rich Mantle he did wear, Made of tinsel gossamer. Beflowered over with a few Diamond stars of morning dew: Dyed crimson in a maiden's blush, Lined with humble-bees' lost plush. His cap was all of ladies' love, So wondrous light, that it did move If any humming gnat or fly Buzzed the air in passing by, About his neck a wreath of pearl, Dropped from the eyes of some poor girl, Pinched, because she had forgot To leave clean water in the pot."

The next page is occupied by a woodcut, and then (pp. 5, misnumbered 4, and 6) comes the variation on Herrick's "Oberon's Feast":—

"A DESCRIPTION OF HIS DIET.

"Now they, the Elves, within a trice, Prepared a feast less great than nice, Where you may imagine first, The Elves prepare to quench his thirst, In pure seed pearl of infant dew Brought and sweetened with a blue And pregnant violet; which done, His killing eyes begin to run Quite o'er the table, where he spies The horns of watered butterflies, Of which he eats, but with a little Neat cool allay of cuckoo's spittle. Next this the red-cap worm that's shut Within the concave of a nut. Moles' eyes he tastes, then adders' ears; To these for sauce the slain stags' tears, A bloated earwig, and the pith Of sugared rush he glads him with. Then he takes a little moth, Late fatted in a scarlet cloth, A spinner's ham, the beards of mice, Nits carbonadoed, a device Before unknown; the blood of fleas, Which gave his Elveship's stomach ease. The unctuous dew-laps of a snail, The broke heart of a nightingale O'ercome in music, with the sag And well-bestrutted bee's sweet bag. Conserves of atoms, and the mites, The silk-worm's sperm, and the delights Of all that ever yet hath blest Fairy-land: so ends his feast."

On the next page is printed: "Orpheus. Thrice excelling, for the finishment of this Feast, thou must music it so that the Deities may descend to grace it." This is succeeded by a page bearing a woodcut, then we have "The Fairies Fegaries," a poem occupying three more pages followed by another woodcut, and then "The Melancholly Lover's Song," and a third woodcut. The occurrence of the Melancholy Lover's Song (the well-known lines beginning: "Hence all you vain delights") in print in 1635 is interesting, as I believe that The Nice Valour, the play in which they occur, was not printed till 1647, and Milton's Il Penseroso, which they suggested, appeared in 1645. But the verses are rather out of place in the little Fairy-Book.



APPENDIX III.

POOR ROBIN'S ALMANACK.

Herrick's name has been so persistently connected with Poor Robert's Almanack that a few words must be said on the subject. There is, we are told, a Devonshire tradition ascribing the Almanack to him, and this is accepted by Nichols in his Leicestershire, and "accredited" by Dr. Grosart. The tradition apparently rests on no better basis than Herrick's Christian name, and of the poems in the issues of the Almanack which I have seen, it may be said, that, while the worst of them, save for some lack of neatness of turn, might conceivably have been by Herrick—on the principle that if Herrick could write some of his epigrams, he could write anything—the more ambitious poems it is quite impossible to attribute to the author of the Hesperides. But apart from opinion, the negative evidence is overwhelming. Of the three earliest issues in the British Museum, 1664, 1667 and 1669 (all in the annual collections of Almanacs, issued by the Stationers' Company, and all, it may be noted, bound for Charles II.), I transcribe the title-page of the first. "Poor Robin. 1664. An Almanack After a New Fashion wherein the Reader may see (if he be not blinde) many remarkable things worthy of Observation. Containing a two-fold Kalendar, viz. the Iulian or English, and the Roundheads or Fanaticks: with their several Saints daies and Observations, upon every month. Written by Poor Robin, Knight of the burnt Island and a well-willer to the Mathematicks. Calculated for the Meridian of Saffron Walden, where the Pole is elevated 52 degrees and 6 minutes above the Horizon. London: Printed for the Company of Stationers."

In the 1667 issue the paragraph about the Pole runs: "Where the Maypole is elevated (with a plumm cake on the top of it) 5 yards 3/4 above the Market Cross". The mention of Saffron Walden had apparently been ridiculed, and the author in this year joins in the laugh, and in 1669 omits the paragraph altogether. But what had Herrick at any time to do with Saffron Walden, and why should the poet, whose politics, apart from some personal devotion to Charles I., were distinctly moderate, mix himself up with an ultra-Cavalier publication? Also, if Herrick be "Poor Robin" we must attribute to him, at least, the greater part of the twenty-one "Poor Robin" publications, of which Mr. H. Ecroyd Smith gave a list in Notes and Queries, 6th series, vii. 321-3, e.g., "Poor Robin's Perambulation from the Town of Saffron Walden to London" (1678), "The Merrie Exploits of Poor Robin, the Merrie Saddler of Walden," etc. These have been generally assigned to William Winstanley, the barber-poet, on the ground of a supposed similarity of style, and from "Poor Robin" having been written under a portrait of him. Mr. Ecroyd Smith, however, attributes them to Robert Winstanley (born, 1646, at Saffron Walden), younger brother of Henry Winstanley, the projector of the Eddystone Lighthouse. He assigns the credit of the "identification" to Mr. Joseph Clark, F.S.A., of the Roos, Saffron Walden, but does not state the grounds which led Mr. Clark to his conclusion, in itself probable enough. In any case there is no valid ground for connecting Herrick either with the Almanack or with any of the other "Poor Robin" publications.



INDEX TO PERSONS MENTIONED.



Abdie, Lady. [See Soame, Anne.]

Alabaster, Doctor, II. 70.

Baldwin, Prudence, I. 152, 189, 251 II. 78.

Bartly, Arthur, II. 36.

Beaumont, Francis, II. 4, 276.

Berkley, Sir John, II. 63.

Bradshaw, Katharine, I. 116.

Bridgeman, I. 46.

Buckingham, Duke of, I. 123.

Carlisle, Countess of, I. 78.

Charles I., I. 28, 29, 74, 133, 198; II. 43, 87, 123, 202, 204, 207.

Charles II., I. 1, 105; II. 13, 66.

Cotton, Charles, the elder, II. 119.

Crew, Lady, I. 237; II. 128.

Crew, Sir Clipseby, I. 139, 201, 228, 248; II. 18.

Crofts, John, II. 83.

Denham, Sir John, II. 39.

Dorchester, Marquis of, II. 124, 125.

Dorset, Earl of, I. 235.

Falconbridge, Margaret, II. 81.

Falconbridge, Thomas, I. 226.

Finch, Elizabeth, II. 123.

Fish, Sir Edward, I. 191.

Fletcher, John, II. 4, 269.

Giles, Sir Edward, II. 272.

Gotiere [Gouter, Jacques], I. 47.

Hall, John, II. 122.

Hall, Joseph, Bishop of Exeter, I. 77.

Harmar, Joseph, II. 125.

Hastings, Henry, Lord, II. 270.

Heale, Sir Thomas, II. 98.

Henrietta Maria, I. 133.

Herrick, Bridget, I. 255.

Herrick, Elizabeth, I. 26, 182.

Herrick, Julia, II. 143.

Herrick, Mercy, II. 86.

Herrick, Nicholas, II. 161.

Herrick, Robert, Poem on his Father, I. 31.

Herrick, Robert, Poem to his Nephew, I. 188.

Herrick, Robert, I. 229; II. 153, 157, 159, 160, 164.

Herrick, Susanna, I. 243; II. 128.

Herrick, Thomas, I. 40; II. 129.

Herrick, William, I. 88.

Hopton, Lord, II. 136.

Jincks, J., II. 96.

Jonson, Ben, I. 188; II. 4, 11, 30, 109, 110.

Kellam, II. 112.

Kennedy, Dorothy, I. 50.

Lamiere, Nicholas, I. 105.

Lawes, Henry, II. 94, 270.

Lawes, William, II. 108.

Lee, Elizabeth, II. 16.

Lowman, Bridget, I. 176.

Merrifield, John, I. 111.

Mince [Mennis], Sir John, I. 244.

Norgate, Edward, I. 152.

Northly, Henry, I. 155.

Oulsworth, Michael, II. 159.

Parry, Sir George, II. 151.

Parsons, Dorothy, I. 234.

Parsons, Tomasin, II. 129.

Pemberton, Sir Lewis, I. 183.

Pembroke, Earl of, I. 177.

Porter, Endymion, I. 49, 87, 229; II. 33, 154.

Portman, Mrs., II. 156.

Potter, Amy, II. 91.

Potter, Grace, II. 133.

Prat, II. 46.

Ramsay, Robert, I. 85.

Richmond and Lennox, Duke of, I. 212.

Selden, John, I. 179.

Shakespeare, William, II. 276.

Shapcott, Thomas, I. 148, 204, 209.

Soame, Anne, I. 181.

Soame, Stephen, I. 250.

Soame, Sir Thomas, I. 220.

Soame, Sir William, I. 163.

Southwell, Sir Thomas, I. 63.

Southwell, Susanna, I. 243.

Steward, Sir Simeon, I. 157.

Stone, Mary, II. 71.

Stone, Sir Richard, I. 232.

Stuart, Lord Bernard, I. 109.

Swetnaham, Lawrence, II. 158.

Tracy, Lady. [See Lee, Elizabeth.]

Villars [Villiers], Lady Mary, I. 172.

Warr [or Weare], John, I. 57, 253.

Westmoreland, Earl of, I. 47, 125, 215.

Wheeler, Elizabeth, I. 55, 132; II. 153.

Wheeler, Penelope, I. 236.

Wickes, John, I. 165; II. 37, 150.

Willan, Leonard, II. 121.

Willand, Mary, I. 239.

Williams, John, Bishop of Lincoln, I. 62; II. 267.

Wilson, Dr. John, I. 47.

Wingfield, John, II. 8.

Yard, Lettice, I. 155.

York, Duke of, I. 134.



INDEX OF FIRST LINES.

A Bachelor I will, I. 14.

A crystal vial Cupid brought, II. 24.

A funeral stone, I. 35.

A golden fly one show'd to me, I. 233.

A gyges ring they bear about them still, II. 61.

A just man's like a rock that turns the wrath, I. 190.

A little mushroom table spread, I. 148.

A little saint best fits a little shrine, II. 59.

A long life's-day I've taken pains, II. 11.

A man prepar'd against all ills to come, I. 160.

A man's transgressions God does then remit, II. 196.

A master of a house, as I have read, II. 73.

A prayer that is said alone, II. 226.

A roll of parchment Clunn about him bears, II. 117.

A sweet disorder in the dress, I. 32.

A wanton and lascivious eye, II. 66.

A way enchased with glass and beads, I. 111.

A wearied pilgrim, I have wandered here, II. 157.

A willow garland thou didst send, I. 201.

About the sweet bag of a bee, I. 36.

Abundant plagues I late have had, II. 188.

Adverse and prosperous fortunes both work on, II. 182.

Adversity hurts none but only such, II. 47.

Afflictions bring us joy in time to come, II. 182.

Afflictions they most profitable are, II. 174.

After the feast, my Shapcot, see, I. 204.

After the rare arch-poet, Jonson, died, I. 188.

After this life, the wages shall, II. 225.

After thy labour take thine ease, II. 163.

After true sorrow for our sins, our strife, II. 201.

Against diseases here the strongest fence, II. 162.

Ah, Ben! II. 110.

Ah, Bianca! now I see, II. 132.

Ah, cruel love! must I endure, I. 90.

Ah! Lycidas, come tell me why, I. 229.

Ah, me! I love; give him your hand to kiss, II. 91.

Ah, my Anthea! Must my heart still break, I. 27.

Ah, my Perilla! dost thou grieve to see, I. 8.

Ah, Posthumus! our years hence fly, I. 165.

Alas! I can't, for tell me how, II. 159.

All are not ill plots that do sometimes fail, II. 162.

All has been plundered from me but my wit, II. 90.

All I have lost that could be rapt from me, II. 212.

All things are open to these two events, I. 227.

All things decay with time: the forest sees, I. 25.

All things o'er-ruled are here, by chance, I. 248.

All things subjected are to fate, II. 7.

Along, come along, II. 148.

Along the dark and silent night, II. 214.

Although our sufferings meet with no relief, II. 163.

Although we cannot turn the fervent fit, II. 192.

Am I despised because you say, I. 75.

Among disasters that dissension brings, II. 75.

Among the myrtles as I walk'd, I. 132.

Among these tempests great and manifold, II. 147.

Among thy fancies tell me this, I. 162.

And as time past when Cato, the severe, II. 124.

And, cruel maid, because I see, I. 72.

And must we part, because some say, I. 57.

Angels are called gods; yet of them none, II. 224.

Angry if Irene be, I. 256.

Anthea bade me tie her shoe, I. 14.

Anthea, I am going hence, II. 95.

Anthea laugh'd, and fearing lest excess, II. 137.

Apollo sings, his harp resounds: give room, II. 269.

Art quickens nature; care will make a face, I. 120.

Art thou not destin'd? then with haste go on, II. 237.

As gilliflowers do but stay, I. 156.

As in our clothes, so likewise he who looks, I. 254.

As is your name, so is your comely face, II. 133.

As Julia once a-slumbering lay, I. 86.

As lately I a garland bound, I. 119.

As many laws and lawyers do express, II. 53.

As my little pot doth boil, II. 248.

As oft as night is banish'd by the morn, I. 29.

As shows the air when with a rainbow grac'd, I. 47.

As sunbeams pierce the glass, and streaming in, II. 231.

As thou deserv'st, be proud; then gladly let, I. 244.

As wearied pilgrims, once possessed, II. 16.

Ask me what hunger is, and I'll reply, II. 115.

Ask me why I do not sing, I. 164.

Ask me why I send you here, II. 6.

At draw-gloves we'll play, I. 122.

At my homely country seat, I. 191.

At post and pair, or slam, Tom Tuck would play, II. 46.

At stool-ball, Lucia, let us play, II. 45.

Attempt the end, and never stand to doubt, II. 137.

Away enchased with glass and beads, I. 111.

Away with silks, away with lawn, I. 193.

Bacchus, let me drink no more, I. 153.

Bad are the times. And worse than they are we, I. 198.

Be bold, my book, nor be abash'd, or fear, II. 11.

Be not dismayed, though crosses cast thee down. II. 137.

Be not proud, but now incline, I. 120.

Be the mistress of my choice, II. 36.

Be those few hours, which I have yet to spend, II. 241.

Beauty no other thing is than a beam, I. 39.

Beauty's no other but a lovely grace, II. 92.

Before man's fall the rose was born, II. 246.

Before the press scarce one could see, II. 107.

Begin to charm, and as thou strok'st mine ears, I. 81.

Begin with a kiss, II. 57.

Begin with Jove; then is the work half-done, I. 159.

Bellman of night if I about shall go, II. 182.

Besides us two, i' th' temple here's not one, I. 210.

Biancha let, I. 34.

Bid me to live, and I will live, I. 135.

Bind me but to thee with thine hair, II. 115.

Blessings in abundance come, I. 155.

Born I was to be old, I. 247.

Born I was to meet with age, I. 240.

Both you two have, I. 138.

Break off delay, since we but read of one, II. 63.

Breathe, Julia, breathe, and I'll protest, I. 84.

Bright tulips, we do know, I. 231.

Bring me my rosebuds, drawer, come, II. 6.

Bring the holy crust of bread, II. 103.

Brisk methinks I am, and fine, II. 134.

Burn or drown me, choose ye whether, II. 67.

But born, and like a short delight, I. 84.

By dream I saw one of the three, I. 192.

By hours we all live here; in Heaven is known, II. 240.

By so much virtue is the less, II. 66.

By the next kindling of the day, II. 88.

By the weak'st means things mighty are o'erthrown, II. 48.

By those soft tods of wool, II. 71.

By time and counsel do the best we can, I. 150.

Call me no more, I. 180.

Can I not come to Thee, my God, for these, II. 186.

Can I not sin, but thou wilt be, II. 193.

Care keeps the conquest; 'tis no less renown, II. 132.

Case is a lawyer that ne'er pleads alone, II. 127.

Charm me asleep, and melt me so, I. 117.

Charms that call down the moon from out her sphere, I. 122.

Charon, O Charon, draw thy boat to th' shore, II. 270.

Charon! O gentle Charon! let me woo thee, II. 58.

Cherry-ripe, ripe, ripe, I cry, I. 21.

Choose me your valentine, I. 36.

Christ, He requires still, wheresoe'er He comes, II. 192.

Christ, I have read, did to His chaplains say, II. 223.

Christ never did so great a work but there, II. 237.

Christ took our nature on Him, not that He, II. 238.

Christ was not sad, i' the garden, for His own, II. 227.

Christ, when He hung the dreadful cross upon, II. 228.

Clear are her eyes, I. 243.

Close keep your lips, if that you mean, II. 61.

Come, and let's in solemn wise, II. 99.

Come, Anthea, know thou this, II. 41.

Come, Anthea, let us two, II. 68.

Come, blitheful neat-herds, let us lay, II. 51.

Come, bring with a noise, II. 79.

Come, bring your sampler, and with art, I. 10.

Come, come away, I. 172.

Come down and dance ye in the toil, I. 9.

Come, guard this night the Christmas-pie, II. 80.

Come, leave this loathed country life, and then, I. 214.

Come, pity us, all ye who see, II., 216.

Come, sit we by the fire's side, II. 20.

Come, sit we under yonder tree, II. 15.

Come, skilful Lupo, now, and take, I. 46.

Come, sons of summer, by whose toil, I. 125.

Come, then, and like two doves with silv'ry wings, II. 2.

Come thou not near those men who are like bread, I. 5.

Come thou, who art the wine and wit, I. 238.

Come to me God; but do not come, II. 242.

Come with the spring-time forth, fair maid, and be, I. 176.

Command the roof, great Genius, and from thence, II. 55.

Confession twofold is, as Austine says, II. 244.

Conformity gives comeliness to things, II. 147.

Conformity was ever known, I. 28.

Conquer we shall, but we must first contend, II. 115.

Consider sorrows, how they are aright, II. 84.

Consult ere thou begin'st, that done, go on, II. 65.

Crab faces gowns with sundry furs; 'tis known, II. 37.

Cupid, as he lay among, I. 59.

Cynthius, pluck ye by the ear, I. 62.

Dark and dull night, fly hence away, II. 203.

Dead falls the cause if once the hand be mute, I. 154.

Dean Bourne, farewell; I never look to see, I. 33.

Dear God, II. 201.

Dear Perenna, prithee come, I. 110.

Dear, though to part it be a hell, I. 39.

Dearest of thousands, now the time draws near, II. 20.

Despair takes heart, when there's no hope to speed, II. 135.

Dew sat on Julia's hair, I. 226.

Did I or love, or could I others draw, I. 253.

Die ere long, I'm sure I shall, II. 151.

Discreet and prudent we that discord call, II. 64.

Display thy breasts my Julia—Here let me, I. 119.

Do with me, God, as Thou didst deal with John, II. 174.

Does fortune rend thee? Bear with thy hard fate, II. 87.

Down with the rosemary and bays, II. 104.

Down with the rosemary, and so, II. 129.

Dread not the shackles: on with thine intent, II. 144.

Drink up, II. 131.

Drink wine, and live here blitheful while ye may, II. 31.

Droop, droop no more, or hang the head, I. 6.

Drowning, drowning, I espy, II. 126.

Dry your sweet cheek, long drown'd with sorrow's rain, I. 131.

Dull to myself, and almost dead to these, II. 13.

Each must in virtue strive for to excel, I. 151.

Eaten I have; and though I had good cheer, I. 248.

Empires of kings are now, and ever were, I. 202.

End now the white loaf and the pie, II. 105.

Ere I go hence, and be no more, II. 260.

Every time seems short to be, I. 202.

Evil no nature hath; the loss of good, II. 207.

Examples lead us, and we likely see, II. 68.

Excess is sluttish: keep the mean; for why? II. 162.

Fain would I kiss my Julia's dainty leg, I. 175.

Fair and foul days trip cross and pile; the fair, I. 237.

Fair daffodils, we weep to see, I. 156.

Fair pledges of a fruitful tree, I. 220.

Fair was the dawn; and but e'en now the skies, I. 99.

Faith is a thing that's four-square; let it fall, II. 114.

Fame's pillar here, at last, we set, II. 165.

Farewell, thou thing, time past so known, so dear, I. 53.

Fat be my hind; unlearned be my wife, II. 116.

Fight thou with shafts of silver and o'ercome, I. 23.

Fill me a mighty bowl, II. 30.

Fill me my wine in crystal; thus, and thus, I. 234.

First, April, she with mellow showers, I. 26.

First, for effusions due unto the dead, I. 26.

First, for your shape, the curious cannot show, I. 237.

First, may the hand of bounty bring, II. 112.

First offer incense, then thy field and meads, I. 180.

Fled are the frosts, and now the fields appear, II. 27.

Fly hence, pale care, no more remember, II. 267.

Fly me not, though I be grey, I. 244.

Fly to my mistress, pretty pilfering bee, I. 124.

Fold now thine arms and hang the head, I. 56.

Fools are they who never know, I. 119.

For a kiss or two, confess, II. 130.

For all our works a recompense is sure, II. 93.

For all thy many courtesies to me, II. 83.

For being comely, consonant, and free, II. 8.

For brave comportment, wit without offence, II. 119

For civil, clean, and circumcised wit, I. 244.

For each one body that i' th' earth is sown, II. 236.

For my embalming, Julia, do but this, I. 161.

For my neighbour, I'll not know, I. 103.

For my part, I never care, I. 100.

For one so rarely tun'd to fit all parts, I. 152.

For punishment in war it will suffice, I. 165.

For sport my Julia threw a lace, I. 145.

For those, my unbaptised rhymes, II. 169.

For truth I may this sentence tell, II. 151.

Fortune did never favour one, I. 240.

Fortune no higher project can devise, I. 246.

Fortune's a blind profuser of her own, II. 45.

Fresh strewings allow, II. 69.

Frolic virgins once these were, I. 190.

From me my Sylvia ran away, II. 109.

From noise of scare-fires rest ye free, I. 151.

From the dull confines of the drooping West, II. 150.

From the temple to your home, II. 21.

From this bleeding hand of mine, I. 108.

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, I. 102.

Get up, get up for shame, the blooming morn, I. 82.

Give house-room to the best; 'tis never known, II. 116.

Give if thou canst an alms; if not, afford, II. 193.

Give me a cell, II. 73.

Give me a man that is not dull, II. 146.

Give me honours! what are these, II. 191.

Give me one kiss, I. 246.

Give me that man that dares bestride, I. 35.

Give me the food that satisfies a guest, II. 82.

Give me wine, and give me meat, II. 18.

Give unto all, lest he, whom thou deni'st, II. 239.

Give Want her welcome if she comes; we find. II. 12.

Give way, and be ye ravish'd by the sun, I. 246.

Give way, give way now; now my Charles shines here, II. 43.

Give way, give way, ye gates and win, I. 223.

Glide, gentle streams, and bear, I. 51.

Glory be to the graces! II. 76.

Glory no other thing is, Tullie says, II. 50.

Go, happy rose, and interwove, I. 121.

Go hence, and with this parting kiss, I. 217.

Go hence away, and in thy parting know, II. 269.

Go I must; when I am gone, I. 250.

Go, perjured man; and if thou e'er return, I. 59.

Go on, brave Hopton, to effectuate that, II. 136.

Go, pretty child, and bear this flower, II. 189.

Go thou forth, my book, though late, II. 164.

Go, woo young Charles no more to look, II. 13.

God as He is most holy known, II. 174.

God, as He's potent, so He's likewise known, II. 222.

God, as the learned Damascene doth write, II. 227.

God bought man here with His heart's blood expense, II. 237.

God can do all things, save but what are known, II. 228.

God can't be wrathful; but we may conclude, II. 248.

God could have made all rich, or all men poor, II. 192.

God did forbid the Israelites to bring, II. 230.

God doth embrace the good with love, and gains, II. 237

God doth not promise here to man that He, II. 247.

God from our eyes, all tears hereafter wipes, II. 223.

God gives not only corn for need, II. 191.

God gives to none so absolute an ease, II. 234.

God had but one Son free from sin; but none, II. 222.

God has a right hand, but is quite bereft, II. 244.

God has four keys, which He reserves alone, II. 239.

God has His whips here to a twofold end, II. 175.

God hates the dual numbers, being known, II. 246.

God hath this world for many made, 'tis true, II. 234.

God hath two wings which He doth ever move, II. 171.

God, He refuseth no man, but makes way, II. 222.

God, He rejects all prayers that are slight, II. 173.

God hears us when we pray, but yet defers, II. 176.

God hides from man the reck'ning day, that he, II. 224.

God in His own day will be then severe, II. 226.

God, in the holy tongue, they call, II. 231.

God is above the sphere of our esteem, II. 170.

God is all forepart; for, we never see, II. 173.

God is all present to whate'er we do, II. 243.

God is all sufferance here, here He doth show, II. 194.

God is His name of nature; but that word, II. 223.

God is Jehovah called: which name of His, II. 232.

God is more here than in another place, II. 234.

God is not only merciful to call, II. 173.

God is not only said to be, II. 170.

God is so potent, as His power can, II. 229.

God is then said for to descend, when He, II. 245.

God loads and unloads, thus His work begins, II. 172.

God makes not good men wantons, but doth bring, II. 211.

God ne'er afflicts us more than our desert, II. 171.

God on our youth bestows but little ease, II. 229.

God pardons those who do through frailty sin, II. 176.

God scourgeth some severely, some He spares, II. 174.

God still rewards us more than our desert, II. 244.

God strikes His Church, but 'tis to this intent, II. 176.

God suffers not His saints and servants dear, II. 243.

God tempteth no one, as St. Aug'stine saith, II. 225.

God then confounds man's face when He not hears, II. 228.

God! to my little meal and oil, II. 221.

God, when for sin He makes His children smart, II. 174.

God, when He's angry here with anyone, II. 171.

God, when He takes my goods and chattels hence, II. 200.

God, who me gives a will for to repent, II. 247.

God, who's in heaven, will hear from thence, II. 227.

God will have all or none; serve Him, or fall, II. 187.

God's boundless mercy is, to sinful man, II. 172.

God's bounty, that ebbs less and less, II. 194.

God's evident, and may be said to be, II. 232.

God's grace deserves here to be daily fed, II. 222.

God's hands are round and smooth, that gifts may fall, II. 225.

God's prescience makes none sinful; but th' offence, II. 238.

God's present everywhere, but most of all, II. 236.

God's rod doth watch while men do sleep, and then, II. 74.

God's said our hearts to harden then, II. 246.

God's said to dwell there, wheresoever He, II. 232.

God's said to leave this place, and for to come, II. 231.

God's undivided, One in Persons Three, II. 232.

Goddess, I begin an art, I. 245.

Goddess, I do love a girl, I. 171.

Goddess of youth, and lady of the spring, I. 133.

Gold I have none, but I present my need, II. 209.

Gold I've none, for use or show, I. 109.

Gold serves for tribute to the king, II. 247.

Gone she is a long, long way, II. 93.

Good and great God! how should I fear, II. 245.

Good-day, Mirtello. And to you no less, I. 105.

Good morrow to the day so fair, I. 195.

Good precepts we must firmly hold, I. 235.

Good princes must be pray'd for; for the bad, I. 37.

Good speed, for I this day, I. 107.

Good things that come, of course, for less do please. I. 154.

Great cities seldom rest; if there be none, II. 144.

Great men by small means oft are overthrown, I. 227.

Grow for two ends, it matters not at all, II. 37.

Grow up in beauty, as thou dost begin, II. 129.

Hail holy and all-honoured tomb, II. 254.

Handsome you are, and proper you will be, II. 123.

Hang up hooks and shears to scare, II. 104.

Happily I had a sight, II. 140.

Happy's that man to whom God gives, II. 185.

Hard are the two first stairs unto a crown, II. 114.

Hast thou attempted greatness? then go on, II. 64.

Hast thou begun an act? ne'er then give o'er, II. 42.

Haste is unhappy: what we rashly do, II. 85.

Have, have ye no regard, all ye, II. 251.

Have I not blest thee? Then go forth, nor fear, I. 193.

Have ye beheld (with much delight), I. 203.

He that ascended in a cloud shall come, II. 227.

He that is hurt seeks help: sin is the wound, II. 226.

He that may sin, sins least: leave to transgress, I. 136.

He that will live of all cares dispossess'd, II. 129.

He that will not love must be, I. 127.

He who commends the vanquished, speaks the power, I. 252.

He who has suffered shipwreck fears to sail, II. 11.

He who wears blacks and mourns not for the dead, II. 148.

Health is no other, as the learned hold, II. 42.

Health is the first good lent to men, I. 50.

Hear, ye virgins, and I'll teach, I. 151.

Heaven is most fair; but fairer He, II. 227.

Heaven is not given for our good works here, II. 239.

Hell is no other but a soundless pit, II. 214.

Hell is the place where whipping-cheer abounds, II. 214.

Help me! help me! now I call, I. 10.

Help me, Julia, for to pray, II. 154.

Hence a blessed soul is fled, II. 9.

Hence, hence, profane, and none appear, II. 205.

Hence, hence, profane! soft silence let us have, I. 109.

Hence they have borne my Lord; behold! the stone, II. 255.

Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee, II. 17.

Her pretty feet, I. 243.

Here a little child I stand, II. 202.

Here a pretty baby lies, II. 26.

Here a solemn fast we keep, I. 212.

Here, here, I live, I. 214.

Here down my wearied limbs I'll lay, I. 153.

Here, here I live with what my board, I. 251.

Here I myself might likewise die, II. 82.

Here lies a virgin, and as sweet, II. 71.

Here lies Jonson with the rest, II. 109.

Here she lies, a pretty bud, I. 154.

Here she lies in bed of spice, II. 91.

Here we are all by day; by night we're hurl'd, I. 23.

Here we securely live and eat, I. 248.

Holyrood, come forth and shield, I. 222.

Holy water come and bring, II. 73.

Holy waters hither bring, II. 127.

Honour thy parents; but good manners call, II. 202.

Honour to you who sit, II. 76.

How am I bound to Two! God who doth give, II. 190.

How am I ravish'd! when I do but see, I. 174.

How can I choose but love and follow her, I. 227.

How dull and dead are books that cannot show, I. 177.

How fierce was I, when I did see, II. 117.

How long, Perenna, wilt thou see, I. 222.

How love came in I do not know, I. 27.

How rich a man is all desire to know, I. 161.

How rich and pleasing thou, my Julia, art, I. 34.

How well contented in this private grange, II. 136.

Humble we must be, if to heaven we go, II. 200.

I a dirge will pen to thee, II. 128.

I am holy while I stand, II. 30.

I am of all bereft, I. 216.

I am sieve-like, and can hold, I. 146.

I am zealless; prithee pray, II. 95.

I ask'd my Lucia but a kiss, II. 10.

I asked thee oft what poets thou hast read, I. 80.

I begin to wane in sight, I. 226.

I brake thy bracelet 'gainst my will, II. 48.

I bring ye love. What will love do? II. 135.

I burn, I burn; and beg of you, I. 60.

I call, I call: who do ye call? I. 139.

I can but name thee, and methinks I call, I. 163.

I cannot love as I have lov'd before, II. 72.

I cannot pipe as I was wont to do, II. 2.

I cannot suffer; and in this my part, I. 210.

I could but see thee yesterday, II. 89.

I could never love indeed, I. 228.

I could wish you all who love, I. 147.

I crawl, I creep; my Christ, I come, II. 221.

I dare not ask a kiss, II. 35.

I dislik'd but even now, I. 194.

I do believe that die I must, II. 195.

I do love I know not what, II. 7.

I do not love, nor can it be, I. 194.

I do not love to wed, I. 200.

I dreamed we both were in a bed, I. 22.

I dreamt the roses one time went, I. 7.

I dreamt, last night, Thou didst transfuse, II. 194.

I fear no earthly powers, I. 78.

I freeze, I freeze, and nothing dwells, I. 8.

I have a leaden, thou a shaft of gold, II. 163.

I have been wanton and too bold, I fear, II. 160.

I have beheld two lovers in a night, II. 263.

I have lost, and lately, these, I. 17.

I have my laurel chaplet on my head, II. 151.

I heard ye could cool heat, and came, I. 196.

I held Love's head while it did ache, I. 236.

I lately fri'd, but now behold, II. 111.

I make no haste to have my numbers read, II. 19.

I must, II. 133.

I played with Love, as with the foe, I. 255.

I press'd my Julia's lips, and in the kiss, II. 48.

I saw a fly within a bead, II. 86.

I saw about her spotless wrist, I. 78.

I saw a cherry weep, and why? I. 12.

I send, I send here my supremest kiss, II. 143.

I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers, I. 3.

I sing thy praise, Iacchus, II. 74.

I, who have favour'd many, come to be, I. 179.

I will be short, and having quickly hurl'd, II. 121.

I will confess, II. 118.

I will no longer kiss, II. 159.

I would to God that mine old age might have, II. 213.

I'll come, I'll creep, though Thou dost threat, II. 182.

I'll come to thee in all those shapes, I. 70.

I'll do my best to win when e'er I woo, I. 36.

I'll get me hence, II. 13.

I'll hope no more, II. 209.

I'll sing no more, nor will I longer write, II. 32.

I'll to thee a simnel bring, II. 43.

I'll write, because I'll give, I. 37.

I'll write no more of love; but now repent, II. 164.

I'm free from thee; and thou no more shalt bear, I. 18.

I'm sick of love, O let me lie, I. 197.

I've paid thee what I promis'd; that's not all, I. 209.

If accusation only can draw blood, I. 244.

If after rude and boisterous seas, I. 117.

If all transgressions here should have their pay, II. 175.

If anything delight me for to print, II. 190.

If, dear Anthea, my hard fate it be, I. 11.

If hap it must, that I must see thee lie, II. 123.

If I dare write to you, my lord, who are, I. 235.

If I have played the truant, or have here, II. 249.

If I kiss Anthea's breast, I. 71.

If I lie unburied, sir, II. 87.

If kings and kingdoms once distracted be, II. 161.

If little labour, little are our gains, II. 66.

If meat the gods give, I the steam, I. 24.

If men can say that beauty dies, I. 256.

If 'mongst my many poems I can see, I. 76.

If nature do deny, II. 26.

If nine times you your bridegroom kiss, II. 6.

If so be a toad be laid, II. 8.

If that my fate has now fulfil'd my year, II. 96.

If thou ask me, dear, wherefore, I. 234.

If thou be'st taken, God forbid, II. 251.

If thou hast found a honey comb, II. 109.

If war or want shall make me grow so poor, II. 179.

If well the dice run, let's applaud the cast, II. 18.

If well thou hast begun, go on fore-right, I. 154.

If when these lyrics, Caesar, you shall hear, I. 133.

If wholesome diet can re-cure a man, II. 148.

If ye fear to be affrighted, II. 152.

If ye will with Mab find grace, I. 252.

Immortal clothing I put on, II. 86.

Imparity doth ever discord bring, II. 85.

In a dream, Love bade me go, II. 20.

In all our high designments 'twill appear, II. 114.

In all thy need be thou possess'd, II. 57.

In battles what disasters fall, II. 111.

In desp'rate cases all, or most, are known, II. 89.

In doing justice God shall then be known, II. 243.

In God's commands ne'er ask the reason why, II. 248.

In God there's nothing, but 'tis known to be, II. 227.

In holy meetings there a man may be, I. 203.

In man ambition is the common'st thing, I. 23.

In numbers, and but these a few, II. 176.

In prayer the lips ne'er act the winning part, II. 178.

In sober mornings, do not thou rehearse, I. 5.

In the hope of ease to come, II. 143.

In the hour of my distress, II. 180.

In the morning when ye rise, II. 152.

In the old Scripture I have often read, II. 178.

In things a moderation keep, II. 77.

In this little urn is laid, II. 78.

In this little vault she lies, I. 61.

In this misfortune kings do most excel, II. 115.

In this world, the isle of dreams, II. 220.

In time of life I graced ye with my verse, I. 173.

In vain our labours are whatsoe'er they be, II. 223.

In ways to greatness, think on this, II. 33.

Instead of orient pearls of jet, I. 15.

Instruct me now what love will do, II. 155.

Is this a fast, to keep, II. 240.

Is this a life, to break thy sleep, II. 37.

It is sufficient if we pray, I. 71.

It was, and still my care is, II. 40.

Jacob God's beggar was; and so we wait, II. 228.

Jealous girls these sometimes were, I. 234.

Jehovah, as Boetius saith, II. 228.

Jove may afford us thousands of reliefs, I. 192.

Judith has cast her old skin and got new, I. 177.

Julia and I did lately sit, I. 20.

Julia, I bring, I. 78.

Julia, if I chance to die, I. 23.

Julia was careless, and withal, I. 13.

Julia, when thy Herrick dies, I. 233.

Justly our dearest Saviour may abhor us, II. 236.

Kindle the Christmas brand, and then, II. 105.

Kings must be dauntless; subjects will contemn, II. 160.

Kings must not oft be seen by public eyes, II. 42.

Kings must not only cherish up the good, II. 75.

Kings must not use the axe for each offence, II. 135.

Knew'st thou one month would take thy life away, II. 49.

Know when to speak for many times it brings, II. 146.

Labour we must, and labour hard, II. 225.

Laid out for dead, let thy last kindness be, I. 20.

Lasciviousness is known to be, II. 223.

Last night I drew up mine account, II. 210.

Lay by the good a while; a resting field, II. 113.

Learn this of me, where'er thy lot doth fall, I. 192.

Let all chaste matrons when they chance to see, I. 70.

Let but thy voice engender with the string, I. 127.

Let fair or foul my mistress be, II. 5.

Let kings and rulers learn this line from me, II. 126.

Let kings command and do the best they may, I. 174.

Let me be warm, let me be fully fed, I. 36.

Let me not live if I do not love, II. 157.

Let me sleep this night away, I. 251.

Let moderation on thy passions wait, II. 146.

Let not that day God's friends and servants scare, II. 220.

Let not thy tombstone e'er be lain by me, II. 101.

Let others look for pearl or gold, II. 190.

Let others to the printing press run fast, II. 141.

Let the superstitious wife, II. 103.

Let there be patrons, patrons like to thee, I. 49.

Let us now take time and play, II. 46.

Let us, though late, at last, my Silvia, wed, I. 6.

Let's be jocund while we may, II. 26.

Let's call for Hymen if agreed thou art, II. 77.

Let's live in haste; use pleasures while we may, I. 213.

Let's live with that small pittance that we have, II. 12.

Let's now take our time, II. 84.

Let's strive to be the best: the gods, we know it, II. 135.

Life of my life, take not so soon thy flight, I. 88.

Life is the body's light, which once declining, II. 5.

Like those infernal deities which eat, II. 88.

Like to a bride, come forth my book, at last, I. 92.

Like to the income must be our expense, I. 147.

Like will to like, each creature loves his kind, II. 147.

Lilies will languish; violets look ill, I. 49.

Little you are, for woman's sake be proud, II. 11.

Live by thy muse thou shalt, when others die, II. 9.

Live, live with me, and thou shalt see, I. 240.

Live with a thrifty, not a needy fate, I. 13.

Look how our foul days do exceed our fair, II. 169.

Look how the rainbow doth appear, I. 175.

Look in my book, and herein see, II. 108.

Look upon Sappho's lip, and you will swear, II. 131.

Lord do not beat me, II. 185.

Lord, I am like to mistletoe, II. 213.

Lord, I confess that Thou alone art able, II. 194.

Lord, Thou hast given me a cell, II. 183.

Lost to the world; lost to myself alone, II. 121.

Loth to depart, but yet at last each one, I. 176.

Love and myself, believe me, on a day, I. 19.

Love and the graces evermore do wait, II. 68.

Love bade me ask a gift, I. 124.

Love brought me to a silent grove, II. 97.

Love he that will, it best likes me, I. 195.

Love, I have broke, I. 215.

Love, I recant, I. 123.

Love in a shower of blossoms came, II. 102.

Love is a circle, and an endless sphere, II. 91.

Love is a circle that doth restless move, I. 13.

Love is a kind of war: hence those who fear, II. 100.

Love is a leaven; and a loving kiss, II. 120.

Love is a syrup, and whoe'er we see, II. 120.

Love is maintain'd by wealth; when all is spent, II. 41.

Love like a beggar came to me, II. 118.

Love like a gipsy lately came, I. 76.

Love, love begets, then never be, II. 64.

Love, love me now, because I place, II. 96.

Love on a day, wise poets tell, I. 131.

Love scorch'd my finger, but did spare, I. 33.

Love's a thing, as I do hear, I. 146.

Love's of itself too sweet; the best of all, II. 157.

Love-sick I am, and must endure, I. 72.

Maidens tell me I am old, II. 94.

Maids' nays are nothing, they are shy, II. 60.

Make haste away, and let one be, II. 92.

Make, make me Thine, my gracious God, II. 185.

Make me a heaven and make me there, I. 56.

Man is a watch, wound up at first, but never, I. 254.

Man is compos'd here of a twofold part, I. 191.

Man knows where first he ships himself, but he, I. 221.

Man may at first transgress, but next do well, II. 141.

Man may want land to live in, but for all, II. 84.

Man must do well out of a good intent, II. 112.

Man's disposition is for to requite, II. 114.

Many we are, and yet but few possess, I. 221.

May his pretty dukeship grow, I. 134.

Men are not born kings, but are men renown'd, II. 49.

Men are suspicious, prone to discontent, II. 113.

Men must have bounds how far to walk; for we, II. 132.

Men say y'are fair, and fair ye are, 'tis true, I. 122.

Mercy, the wise Athenians held to be, II. 225.

Methought I saw, as I did dream in bed, II. 139.

Methought last night love in an anger came, I. 18.

Mighty Neptune, may it please, I. 161.

Milk still your fountains and your springs, for why? II. 90.

Mine eyes, like clouds, were drizzling rain, II. 44.

Mop-eyed I am, as some have said, I. 120.

More discontents I never had, I. 21.

More white than whitest lilies far, I. 40.

Music, thou queen of heaven, care-charming spell, I. 128.

My dearest love, since thou wilt go, II. 153.

My faithful friend, if you can see, I. 97.

My God, I'm wounded by my sin, II. 173.

My God! look on me with thine eye, II. 175

My head doth ache, II. 9.

My Lucia in the dew did go, II. 58.

My many cares and much distress, II. 139.

My muse in meads has spent her many hours, I. 116.

My soul would one day go and seek, II. 101.

My wearied bark, O let it now be crown'd, II. 164.

My wooing's ended: now my wedding's near, I. 225.

Naught are all women: I say no, II. 102.

Need is no vice at all, though here it be, II. 48.

Nero commanded; but withdrew his eyes, II. 42.

Never my book's perfection did appear, I. 123.

Never was day so over-sick with showers, I. 62.

Next is your lot, fair, to be numbered one, I. 236.

Night hath no wings to him that cannot sleep, II. 195.

Night hides our thefts, all faults then pardon'd be, II. 8.

Night makes no difference 'twixt priest and clerk, II. 97.

No fault in women to refuse, I. 148.

No grief is grown so desperate, but the ill, II. 148.

No man comes late unto that place from whence, II. 31.

No man is tempted so but may o'ercome, II. 236.

No man so well a kingdom rules, as he, II. 155.

No man such rare parts hath, that he can swim, II. 121.

No more, my Sylvia, do I mean to pray, II. 2.

No more shall I, since I am driven hence, I. 164.

No news of navies burnt at seas, I. 157.

No trust to metals, nor to marbles, when, II. 272.

No wrath of men or rage of seas, II. 14.

Noah the first was, as tradition says, II. 233.

None goes to warfare but with this intent, I. 50.

Noonday and midnight shall at once be seen, I. 71.

Nor art thou less esteem'd that I have plac'd, II. 70.

Nor is my number full till I inscribe, I. 250.

Nor think that thou in this my book art worst, II. 159.

Not all thy flushing suns are set, I. 87.

Nothing can be more loathsome than to see, II. 10.

Nothing comes free-cost here; Jove will not let, I. 221.

Nothing hard or harsh can prove, II. 48.

Nothing is new, we walk where others went, I. 175.

Now if you love me, tell me, II. 150.

Now is the time for mirth, I. 97.

Now is the time, when all the lights wax dim, I. 22.

Now is your turn, my dearest, to be set, II. 81.

Now, now's the time, so oft by truth, I. 63.

Now, now the mirth comes, II. 145.

Now thou art dead, no eye shall ever see, II. 125.

O earth! earth! earth! hear thou my voice, and be, I. 21.

O Jealousy, that art, I. 213.

O Jupiter, should I speak ill, II. 61.

O Times most bad, II. 10.

O Thou, the wonder of all days! II. 196.

O years! and age! farewell, II. 189.

O you the virgins nine! II. 31.

Of all our parts, the eyes express, I. 152.

Of all the good things whatsoe'er we do, II. 255.

Of all those three brave brothers fall'n i' th' war, I. 212.

Of both our fortunes good and bad we find, II. 71.

Offer thy gift; but first the law commands, II. 122.

Oft bend the bow, and thou with ease shalt do, II. 55.

Oft have I heard both youths and virgins say, I. 187.

Old wives have often told how they, I. 19.

On, as thou hast begun, brave youth, and get, I. 188.

On with thy work, though thou be'st hardly press'd, II. 137.

One ask'd me where the roses grew, I. 19.

One birth our Saviour had; the like none yet, II. 231.

One ear tingles, some there be, II. 160.

One feeds on lard, and yet is lean, I. 216.

One man repentant is of more esteem, II. 235.

One more by thee, love, and desert have sent, I. 239.

One night i' th' year, my dearest beauties, come, II. 23.

One of the five straight branches of my hand, I. 256.

One only fire has hell; but yet it shall, II. 239.

One silent night of late, I. 30.

Only a little more, I. 103.

Open thy gates, II. 212.

Or look'd I back unto the time hence flown, II. 39.

Orpheus he went, as poets tell, II. 82.

Other men's sins we ever bear in mind, II. 66.

Our bastard children are but like to plate, II. 139.

Our crosses are no other than the rods, II. 97.

Our honours and our commendations be, I. 150.

Our household gods our parents be, II. 29.

Our mortal parts may wrapp'd in sear-clothes lie, I. 251.

Our present tears here, not our present laughter, II. 201.

Out of the world he must, who once comes in, I. 251.

Paradise is, as from the learn'd I gather, II. 229.

Pardon me, God, once more I Thee entreat, II. 212.

Pardon my trespass, Silvia, I confess, II. 116.

Part of the work remains; one part is past, II. 164.

Partly work and partly play, II. 142.

Paul, he began ill, but he ended well, II. 234.

Permit me, Julia, now to go away, I. 72.

Permit mine eyes to see, II. 210.

Ph[oe]bus! when that I a verse, I. 152.

Physicians fight not against men; but these, II. 29.

Physicians say repletion springs, II. 121.

Play I could once; but gentle friend, you see, I. 103.

Play, Ph[oe]bus, on thy lute, I. 190.

Play their offensive and defensive parts, II. 211.

Please your grace, from out your store, II. 25.

Ponder my words, if so that any be, II. 111.

Praise they that will times past; I joy to see, II. 114.

Prat, he writes satires, but herein's the fault, II. 46.

Prayers and praises are those spotless two, II. 171.

Predestination is the cause alone, II. 237.

Prepare for songs; He's come, He's come, II. 204.

Preposterous is that government, and rude, I. 246.

Preposterous is that order, when we run, II. 49.

Princes and fav'rites are most dear, while they, II. 67.

Prue, my dearest maid, is sick, I. 152.

Puss and her 'prentice both at drawgloves play, II. 75.

Put off thy robe of purple, then go on, II. 249.

Put on thy holy filletings, and so, II. 106.

Put on your silks, and piece by piece, I. 22.

Rapine has yet took nought from me, II. 219.

Rare are thy cheeks, Susanna, which do show, I. 243.

Rare is the voice itself: but when we sing, II. 161.

Rare temples thou hast seen, I know, I. 111.

Reach with your whiter hands, to me, I. 232.

Read thou my lines, my Swetnaham; if there be, II. 158.

Readers, we entreat ye pray, II. 85.

Reproach we may the living, not the dead, II. 19.

Rise, household gods, and let us go, I. 138.

Roaring is nothing but a weeping part, II. 226.

Roses at first were white, I. 130.

Roses, you can never die, II. 154.

Sabbaths are threefold, as St. Austine says, II. 233.

Sadly I walk'd within the field, I. 88.

Sappho, I will choose to go, II. 83.

Science in God is known to be, II. 222.

Sea-born goddess, let me be, I. 174.

See and not see, and if thou chance t'espy, I. 37.

See how the poor do waiting stand, I. 175.

Seeing thee, Soame, I see a goodly man, I. 220.

See'st thou that cloud as silver clear, I. 174.

See'st thou that cloud that rides in state, II. 86.

See'st thou those diamonds which she wears, I. 163.

Shall I a daily beggar be, II. 138.

Shall I go to Love and tell, II. 90.

Shame checks our first attempts; but when 'tis prov'd, II. 200.

Shame is a bad attendant to a state, I. 227.

Shapcot! to thee the fairy state, I. 148.

She by the river sat, and sitting there, II. 63.

She wept upon her cheeks, and weeping so, II. 62.

Should I not put on blacks when each one here, II. 108.

Show me thy feet, show me thy legs, thy thighs, I. 193.

Shut not so soon; the dull-ey'd night, I. 203.

Sick is Anthea, sickly is the spring, II. 149.

Sin is an act so free, that if we shall, II. 238.

Sin is the cause of death; and sin's alone, II. 238.

Sin leads the way, but as it goes it feels, II. 200.

Sin never slew a soul unless there went, II. 238.

Sin no existence; nature none it hath, II. 229.

Sin once reached up to God's eternal sphere, II. 207.

Since, for thy full deserts, with all the rest, I. 191.

Since shed or cottage I have none, II. 150.

Since to the country first I came, I. 228.

Sing me to death; for till thy voice be clear, I. 190.

Sinners confounded are a twofold way, II. 236.

Sitting alone, as one forsook, I. 60.

Smooth was the sea, and seem'd to call, II. 116,

So good luck came, and on my roof did light, I. 124.

So long it seem'd, as Mary's faith was small, II. 233.

So long you did not sing or touch your hue, I. 119.

So look the mornings when the sun, II. 85.

So looks Anthea, when in bed she lies, I. 39.

So smell those odours that do rise, I. 181.

So smooth, so sweet, so silv'ry is thy voice, I. 25.

So soft streams meet, so springs with gladder smiles, I. 93.

Some ask'd me where the rubies grew, I. 28.

Some parts may perish, die thou canst not all, I. 252.

Some salve to every sore we may apply, II. 92.

Some would know, I. 12.

Sorrows divided amongst many, less, II. 48.

Sorrows our portion are: ere hence we go, II. 196.

Sound teeth has Lucy, pure as pearl, and small, II. 29.

Speak, did the blood of Abel cry, II. 235.

Spend, harmless shade, thy nightly hours, II. 110.

Spring with the lark, most comely bride, and meet, II. 16.

Stand by the magic of my powerful rhymes, II. 98.

Stand forth, brave man, since fate has made thee here, II. 63.

Stand with thy graces forth, brave man, and rise, I. 226.

Stately goddess, do thou please, I. 178.

Stay while ye will, or go, I. 102.

Still take advice; though counsels, when they fly, II. 146.

Still to our gains our chief respect is had, I. 175.

Store of courage to me grant, I. 189.

Stripes justly given yerk us with their fall, II. 148.

Studies themselves will languish and decay, II. 144.

Suffer thy legs but not thy tongue to walk, II. 172.

Suspicion, discontent, and strife, I. 58.

Sweet Amarillis, by a spring's, I. 55.

Sweet are my Julia's lips, and clean, II. 95.

Sweet, be not proud of those two eyes, I. 74.

Sweet Bridget blush'd, and therewithal, I. 255.

Sweet country life, to such unknown, II. 33.

Sweet [OE]none, do but say, II. 81.

Sweet virgin, that I do not set, I. 182.

Sweet western wind, whose luck it is, I. 128.

Take mine advice, and go not near, II. 98.

Tears most prevail; with tears, too, thou mayst move, II. 107.

Tears quickly dry, griefs will in time decay, II. 115.

Tears, though they're here below the sinner's brine, II. 29.

Tell if thou canst, and truly, whence doth come, I. 196.

Tell me, rich man, for what intent. II. 244.

Tell me, what needs those rich deceits, II. 101.

Tell me, young man, or did the muses bring, II. 122.

Tell that brave man, fain thou wouldst have access, II. 125.

Tell us, thou clear and heavenly tongue, II. 207.

Temptations hurt not, though they have access II. 196.

Thanksgiving for a former, doth invite, II. 181

Th' art hence removing (like a shepherd's tent), I. 235.

Th' 'ast dar'd too far; but, fury, now forbear, I. 100.

That Christ did die, the pagan saith, II. 245.

That flow of gallants which approach, II. 47.

That for seven lusters I did never come, I. 31.

That happiness does still the longest thrive, II. 81.

That hour-glass which there you see, I. 52.

That little, pretty, bleeding part, II. 279.

That love last long, let it thy first care be, I. 232.

That love 'twixt men does ever longest last, II. 157.

That manna, which God on His people cast, II. 224.

That morn which saw me made a bride, I. 136.

That prince must govern with a gentle hand, II. 153.

That prince takes soon enough the victor's room, I. 136.

That prince who may do nothing but what's just, II. 162.

That princes may possess a surer seat, I. 203.

That there's a God we all do know, II. 243.

The bad among the good are here mixed ever, II. 229.

The blood of Abel was a thing, II. 235.

The body is the soul's poor house or home, II. 98.

The body's salt, the soul is; which when gone, II. 162.

The bound almost now of my book I see, II. 140.

The doctors in the Talmud, say, II. 235.

The factions of the great ones call, II. 101.

The fire of hell this strange condition hath, II. 235.

The gods require the thighs, II. 60.

The gods to kings the judgment give to sway, I. 136.

The hag is astride, II. 27.

The Jews their beds and offices of ease, II. 233.

The Jews, when they built houses, I have read, II. 230.

The less our sorrows here and suff'rings cease, II. 214.

The lictors bundled up their rods; beside, II. 113.

The longer thread of life we spin, II. 224.

The May-pole is up, II. 46.

The mellow touch of music most doth wound, I. 12.

The mountains of the Scriptures are, some say, II. 226.

The only comfort of my life, II. 149.

The person crowns the place; your lot doth fall, II. 128.

The power of princes rest in the consent, II. 155.

The readiness of doing doth express, II. 92.

The repetition of the name made known, II. 229.

The rose was sick, and smiling died, II. 44.

The saints-bell calls, and, Julia, I must read, II. 7.

The same who crowns the conquerer, will be, II. 227.

The seeds of treason choke up as they spring, I. 9.

The shame of man's face is no more, II. 228.

The strength of baptism that's within, II. 247.

The sup'rabundance of my store, II. 220.

The tears of saints more sweet by far, II. 224.

The time the bridegroom stays from hence, II. 225.

The twilight is no other thing, we say, II. 148.

The Virgin Mary was, as I have read, II. 232.

The Virgin Mother stood at a distance, there, II. 230.

The work is done, now let my laurel be, II. 249.

The work is done: young men and maidens, set, II. 164.

Then did I live when I did see, II. 140.

There is no evil that we do commit, II. 233.

There's no constraint to do amiss, II. 239.

These fresh beauties (we can prove), I. 16.

These springs were maidens once that lov'd, I. 225.

These summer-birds did with thy master stay, I. 189.

These temporal goods God, the most wise, commends, II. 234.

Things are uncertain, and the more we get, II. 144.

This axiom I have often heard, II. 39.

This crosstree here, II. 253.

This day is yours, great Charles! and in this war, II. 87.

This day, my Julia, thou must make, II. 83.

This I'll tell ye by the way, II. 152.

This is my comfort when she's most unkind, II. 151.

This is the height of justice: that to do, II. 14.

This rule of manners I will teach my guests, II. 137.

This stone can tell the story of my life, II. 128.

Those ends in war the best contentment bring, II. 144.

Those garments lasting evermore, II. 242.

Those ills that mortal men endure, I. 192.

Those possessions short-liv'd are, II. 50.

Those saints which God loves best, II. 175.

Those tapers which we set upon the grave, II. 230.

Thou art a plant sprung up to wither never, I. 122.

Thou art to all lost love the best, I. 132.

Thou bid'st me come away, II. 186.

Thou bid'st me come; I cannot come; for why? II. 186.

Thou cam'st to cure me, doctor, of my cold, I. 121.

Thou gav'st me leave to kiss, I. 178.

Thou had'st the wreath before, now take the tree, I. 188.

Thou hast made many houses for the dead, II. 95.

Thou hast promis'd, Lord, to be, II. 179.

Thou knowest, my Julia, that it is thy turn, I. 247.

Thou mighty lord and master of the lyre, II. 100.

Thou sail'st with others in this Argus here, I. 26.

Thou say'st I'm dull; if edgeless so I be, II. 157.

Thou sayest Love's dart, II. 90.

Thou say'st my lines are hard, I. 173.

Thou say'st thou lov'st me, Sappho; I say no, II. 98.

Thou see'st me, Lucia, this year droop, II. 126.

Thou sent'st to me a true love-knot, but I, I. 217.

Thou shall not all die; for while love's fire shines, I. 179.

Thou, thou that bear'st the sway, II. 100.

Thou who wilt not love, do this, I. 93.

Though a wise man all pressures can sustain, I. 72.

Though by well warding many blows we've pass'd, II. 45.

Though clock, II. 55.

Though frankincense the deities require, II. 117.

Though from without no foes at all we fear, II. 114.

Though good things answer many good intents, I. 137.

Though hourly comforts from the gods we see, I. 137.

Though I cannot give thee fires, I. 161.

Though long it be, years may repay the debt, II. 31.

Though thou be'st all that active love, II. 245.

Thousands each day pass by, which we, II. 39.

Three fatal sisters wait upon each sin, II. 172.

Three lovely sisters working were, I. 20.

Thrice, and above, bless'd, my soul's half, art thou, I. 40.

Thrice happy roses, so much grac'd to have, II. 60.

Through all the night, II. 187.

Thus I, I. 222.

Thy azure robe I did behold, I. 80.

Thy former coming was to cure, II. 248.

Thy sooty godhead, I desire, II. 14.

Till I shall come again let this suffice, I. 183.

Time is the bound of things where e'er we go, II. 71.

Time was upon, II. 178.

'Tis a known principle in war, I. 147.

'Tis but a dog-like madness in bad kings, II. 115.

'Tis evening, my sweet, I. 245.

'Tis hard to find God, but to comprehend, II. 171.

'Tis heresy in others: in your face, I. 225.

'Tis liberty to serve one lord; but he, II. 103.

'Tis much among the filthy to be clean, II. 147.

'Tis never, or but seldom known, II. 80.

'Tis no discomfort in the world to fall, II. 147.

'Tis not a thousand bullocks' thighs, I. 24.

'Tis not every day that I, II. 51.

'Tis not greatness they require, I. 24.

'Tis not the food but the content, I. 154.

'Tis not the walls or purple that defends, II. 53.

'Tis said as Cupid danc'd among, II. 49.

'Tis still observ'd that fame ne'er sings, II. 55.

'Tis still observ'd those men most valiant are, II. 134.

'Tis the chyrurgeon's praise and height of art, II. 84.

'Tis worse than barbarous cruelty to show, I. 251.

To a love feast we both invited are, II. 191.

To all our wounds here, whatsoe'er they be, II. 238.

To an old sore a long cure must go on, II. 138.

To bread and water none is poor, I. 38.

To conquered men, some comfort 'tis to fall, I. 60.

To fetch me wine my Lucia went, I. 234.

To find that tree of life whose fruits did feed, I. 74.

To gather flowers Sappha went, II. 62.

To get thine ends lay bashfulness aside, I. 7.

To him who longs unto his Christ to go, II. 222.

To his book's end this last line he'd have placed, II. 165.

To house the hag, you must do this, II. 104.

To join with them who here confer, II. 255.

To me my Julia lately sent, I. 14.

To-morrow, Julia, I betimes must rise, I. 127.

To mortal men great loads allotted be, II. 51.

To my revenge, and to her desperate fears, I. 107.

To print our poems, the propulsive cause, I. 211.

To read my book the virgin shy, I. 5.

To safeguard man from wrongs, there nothing must, I. 81.

To seek of God more than we well can find, II. 192.

To sup with thee thou did'st me home invite, II. 78.

To this white temple of my heroes, here, I. 232.

To work a wonder, God would have her shown, II. 231.

Touch but thy lyre, my Harry, and I hear, II. 94.

Trap of a player turn'd a priest now is, II. 155.

Tread, sirs, as lightly as you can, II. 28.

True mirth resides not in the smiling skin, II. 172.

True rev'rence is, as Cassiodore doth prove, II. 224.

True to yourself and sheets, you'll have me swear, I. 171.

Trust me, ladies, I will do, I. 222.

Truth, by her own simplicity is known, II. 160.

Truth is best found out by the time and eyes, II. 108.

Tumble me down, and I will sit, II. 41.

'Twas but a single rose, I. 61.

'Twas Caesar's saying: kings no less conquerors are, II. 88.

'Twas not love's dart, I. 201.

Twice has Pudica been a bride, and led, I. 225.

Twilight, no other thing is, poets say, II. 96.

'Twixt kings and subjects there's this mighty odds, I. 12.

'Twixt kings and tyrants there's this difference known, II. 96.

'Twixt truth and error there's this difference known, II. 144.

Two instruments belong unto our God, II. 244.

Two of a thousand things are disallow'd, I. 10.

Two parts of us successively command, I. 171.

Two things do make society to stand, II. 93.

Under a lawn, than skies more clear, I. 29.

Upon her cheeks she wept, and from those showers, I. 256.

Ursley, she thinks those velvet patches grace, I. 248.

Virgins promis'd when I died, I. 52.

Virgins, time past, known were these, I. 77.

Want is a softer wax, that takes thereon, II. 108.

Wantons we are, and though our words be such, II. 19.

Wanton wenches do not bring, II. 160.

Wash clean the vessel, lest ye sour, II. 149.

Wash your hands, or else the fire, II. 80.

Wassail the trees, that they may bear, II. 80.

Water, water I desire, I. 23.

Water, water I espy, I. 75.

We are co-heirs with Christ; nor shall His own, II. 246.

We blame, nay we despise her pains, II. 98.

We credit most our sight; one eye doth please, II. 108.

We merit all we suffer, and by far, II. 243.

We pray 'gainst war, yet we enjoy no peace, II. 81.

We trust not to the multitude in war, II. 112.

We two are last in hell; what may we fear, I. 38.

Weep for the dead, for they have lost this light, II. 121.

Weigh me the fire; or canst thou find, II. 170.

Welcome! but yet no entrance, till we bless, I. 155.

Welcome, great Caesar, welcome now you are, II. 123.

Welcome, maids-of-honour, I. 101.

Welcome, most welcome to our vows and us, I. 28.

Welcome to this my college, and though late, II. 129.

Well may my book come forth like public day, Dedication.

Were I to give the baptism, I would choose, I. 32.

What can I do in poetry, I. 164.

What! can my Kellam drink his sack, II. 112.

What, conscience, say, is it in thee, I. 210.

What fate decreed, time now has made us see, II. 66.

What God gives, and what we take, II. 202.

What here we hope for, we shall once inherit, II. 200.

What I fancy I approve, I. 11.

What is a kiss? Why this, as some approve, II. 18.

What is't that wastes a prince? example shows, II. 162.

What need we marry women, when, II. 120.

What needs complaints, II. 141.

What now we like, anon we disapprove, I. 240.

What offspring other men have got, II. 42.

What others have with cheapness seen and ease, II. 161.

What sweeter music can we bring, II. 202.

What though my harp and viol be, II. 199.

What though the heaven be lowering now, I. 236.

What though the sea be calm? Trust to the shore, I. 104.

What times of sweetness this fair day foreshows, I. 52.

What was't that fell but now, I. 90.

What will ye, my poor orphans, do, II. 19.

What wisdom, learning, wit or wrath, I. 57.

What's got by justice is established sure, II. 141.

What's that we see from far? the spring of day, I. 139.

Whatever comes, let's be content withal, II. 187.

Whatever men for loyalty pretend, II. 163.

Whatsoever thing I see, II. 65.

When a daffodil I see, I. 45.

When a man's faith is frozen up, as dead, II. 196.

When after many lusters thou shalt be, II. 36.

When age or chance has made me blind, I. 38.

When all birds else do of their music fail, II. 57.

When as in silks my Julia goes, II. 77.

When as Leander young was drown'd, I. 49.

When Chub brings in his harvest, still he cries, II. 157.

When fear admits no hope of safety, then, II. 163.

When first I find those numbers thou dost write, II. 125.

When flowing garments I behold, II. 138.

When I a ship see on the seas, II. 214.

When I a verse shall make, II. 11.

When I behold a forest spread, I. 254.

When I behold Thee, almost slain, II. 252.

When I consider, dearest, thou dost stay, I. 243.

When I departed am, ring thou my knell, I. 138.

When I did go from thee, I felt that smart, I. 50.

When I go hence, ye closet-gods, I fear, II. 30.

When I love (as some have told), II. 1.

When I of Villars do but hear the name, I. 172.

When I shall sin, pardon my trespass here, II. 206.

When I through all my many poems look, I. 117.

When I thy parts run o'er, I can't espy, I. 9.

When I thy singing next shall hear, I. 25.

When Julia blushes she does show, I. 150.

When Julia chid, I stood as mute the while, I. 70.

When laws full powers have to sway, we see, II. 12.

When man is punished, he is plagued still, II. 211.

When my date's done, and my grey age must die, I. 47.

When my off'ring next I make, I. 197.

When one is past, another care we have, I. 20.

When once the sin has fully acted been, II. 178.

When once the soul has lost her way, II. 243.

When out of bed my love doth spring, I. 193.

When some shall say, Fair once my Silvia was, I. 24.

When that day comes, whose evening says I'm gone, I. 15.

When thou dost play and sweetly sing, I. 178.

When Thou wast taken, Lord, I oft have read, II. 251.

When times are troubled then forbear; but speak, II. 155.

When to a house I come and see, II. 136.

When to thy porch I come, and ravish'd see, II. 154.

When we 'gainst Satan stoutly fight, the more, II. 213.

When well we speak and nothing do that's good, II. 247.

When what is lov'd is present, love doth spring, I. 13.

When winds and seas do rage, II. 215.

When with the virgin morning thou dost rise, I. 159.

When words we want, Love teacheth to indite, II. 92.

Whene'er I go, or whatsoe'er befalls, II. 86.

Whene'er my heart love's warmth but entertains, I. 47.

Where God is merry, there write down thy fears, II. 191.

Where love begins, there dead thy first desire, II. 100.

Where others love and praise my verses, still, I. 80.

Where pleasures rule a kingdom, never there, II. 157.

Whether I was myself, or else did see, II. 156.

While Fates permit us let's be merry, I. 215.

While leanest beasts in pastures feed, I. 93.

While, Lydia, I was loved of thee, I. 85.

While the milder fates consent, I. 46.

While thou didst keep thy candour undefil'd, I. 5.

White as Zenobia's teeth, the which the girls, II. 62.

White though ye be, yet, lilies, know, I. 89.

Whither dost thou whorry me, I. 197.

Whither, mad maiden, wilt thou roam? I. 4.

Whither? say, whither shall I fly, I. 48.

Who after his transgression doth repent, II. 84.

Who begs to die for fear of human need, II. 95.

Who forms a godhead out of gold or stone, I. 147.

Who may do most, does least; the bravest will, II. 150.

Who plants an olive but to eat the oil? II. 151.

Who, railing, drives the lazar from his door, II. 46.

Who read'st this book that I have writ, II. 32.

Who violates the customs, hurts the health, II. 147.

Who will not honour noble numbers when, II. 81.

Who with a little cannot be content, II. 12.

Whom should I fear to write to if I can, I. 77.

Whose head befringed with bescattered tresses, II. 257.

Why do not all fresh maids appear, I. 128.

Why do ye weep, sweet babes? Can tears, I. 129.

Why dost thou wound and break my heart, II. 158.

Why I tie about thy wrist, I. 159.

Why, madam, will ye longer weep, I. 237.

Why should we covet much, when as we know, II. 134.

Why so slowly do you move, II. 93.

Why this flower is now call'd so, I. 16.

Why wore th' Egyptians jewels in the ear? II. 178.

Will ye hear what I can say, I. 173.

Wilt thou my true friend be? II. 2.

With blameless carriage, I lived here, I. 48.

With golden censors and with incense here, II. 208.

Woe, woe to them, who by a ball of strife, I. 29.

Women, although they ne'er so goodly make it, II. 41.

Words beget anger; anger brings forth blows, II. 107.

Would I see lawn, clear as the heaven and thin? I. 197.

Would I woo, and would I win, II. 106.

Would ye have fresh cheese and cream? I. 229.

Would ye oil of blossoms get? II. 54.

Wrinkles no more are or no less, I. 179.

Wrongs, if neglected, vanish in short time, II. 75.

Ye have been fresh and green, I. 136.

Ye may simper, blush, and smile, I. 89.

Ye pretty housewives, would ye know, I. 204.

Ye silent shades, whose each tree here, I. 211.

You are a lord, an earl; nay more, a man, I. 215.

You are a tulip seen to-day, I. 108.

You ask me what I do, and how I live, II. 138.

You have beheld a smiling rose, I. 90.

You may vow I'll not forget, II. 268.

You say I love not 'cause I do not play, I. 16.

You say to me-wards your affection's strong, I. 61.

You say you're sweet; how should we know, I. 139.

You see this gentle stream that glides, II. 54.

Young I was, but now am old, I. 18.



APPENDIX OF EPIGRAMS, etc.



NOTE.

Herrick's coarser epigrams and poems are included in this Appendix. A few decent, but somewhat pointless, epigrams have been added.



APPENDIX OF EPIGRAMS.

5. [TO HIS BOOK.] ANOTHER.

Who with thy leaves shall wipe, at need, The place where swelling piles do breed; May every ill that bites or smarts Perplex him in his hinder parts.

6. TO THE SOUR READER.

If thou dislik'st the piece thou light'st on first, Think that of all, that I have writ, the worst: But if thou read'st my book unto the end, And still do'st this and that verse, reprehend; O perverse man! if all disgustful be, The extreme scab take thee, and thine, for me.

41. THE VINE.

I dreamt this mortal part of mine Was metamorphos'd to a vine; Which crawling one and every way Enthrall'd my dainty Lucia. Methought, her long small legs and thighs I with my tendrils did surprise; Her belly, buttocks, and her waist By my soft nerv'lets were embrac'd; About her head I writhing hung, } And with rich clusters, hid among } The leaves, her temples I behung: } So that my Lucia seem'd to me Young Bacchus ravish'd by his tree. My curls about her neck did crawl, And arms and hands they did enthrall: So that she could not freely stir, All parts there made one prisoner. But when I crept with leaves to hide Those parts, which maids keep unespy'd, Such fleeting pleasures there I took, That with the fancy I awoke; And found, ah me! this flesh of mine More like a stock than like a vine.

64. ONCE POOR, STILL PENURIOUS.

Goes the world now, it will with thee go hard: The fattest hogs we grease the more with lard. To him that has, there shall be added more; Who is penurious, he shall still be poor.

99. UPON BLANCH.

Blanch swears her husband's lovely; when a scald Has blear'd his eyes: besides, his head is bald Next, his wild ears, like leathern wings full spread, Flutter to fly, and bear away his head.

109. UPON CUFFE. EPIG.

Cuffe comes to church much: but he keeps his bed Those Sundays only whenas briefs are read. This makes Cuffe dull; and troubles him the most, Because he cannot sleep i' th' church free cost.

Briefs.—Letters recommending the collection of alms.

110. UPON FONE A SCHOOLMASTER. EPIG.

Fone says, those mighty whiskers he does wear Are twigs of birch, and willow, growing there: If so, we'll think too, when he does condemn Boys to the lash, that he does whip with them.

126. UPON SCOBBLE. EPIG.

Scobble for whoredom whips his wife; and cries He'll slit her nose; but blubb'ring, she replies, Good sir, make no more cuts i' th' outward skin, One slit's enough to let adultry in.

129. UPON GLASCO. EPIG.

Glasco had none, but now some teeth has got; Which though they fur, will neither ache or rot. Six teeth he has, whereof twice two are known Made of a haft that was a mutton bone. Which not for use, but merely for the sight, He wears all day, and draws those teeth at night.

131. THE CUSTARD.

For second course, last night, a custard came To th' board, so hot as none could touch the same: Furze three or four times with his cheeks did blow Upon the custard, and thus cooled so; It seem'd by this time to admit the touch, But none could eat it, 'cause it stunk so much.

135. UPON GRYLL.

Gryll eats, but ne'er says grace; to speak the truth, Gryll either keeps his breath to cool his broth, Or else, because Gryll's roast does burn his spit, Gryll will not therefore say a grace for it.

148. UPON STRUT.

Strut, once a foreman of a shop we knew; But turn'd a ladies' usher now, 'tis true: Tell me, has Strut got e're a title more? No; he's but foreman, as he was before.

163. UPON JOLLY'S WIFE.

First, Jolly's wife is lame; then next loose-hipp'd: Squint-ey'd, hook-nos'd; and lastly, kidney-lipp'd.

171. UPON PAGGET.

Pagget, a schoolboy, got a sword, and then He vow'd destruction both to birch and men: Who would not think this younker fierce to fight? Yet coming home, but somewhat late (last night), Untruss, his master bade him; and that word Made him take up his shirt, lay down his sword.

183. UPON PRIG.

Prig now drinks water, who before drank beer; What's now the cause? we know the case is clear; Look in Prig's purse, the chev'ril there tells you Prig money wants, either to buy or brew.

Chevril, kid.

184. UPON BATT.

Batt he gets children, not for love to rear 'em; But out of hope his wife might die to bear 'em.

188. UPON MUCH-MORE. EPIG.

Much-more provides and hoards up like an ant, Yet Much-more still complains he is in want. Let Much-more justly pay his tithes; then try How both his meal and oil will multiply.

199. UPON LUGGS. EPIG.

Luggs, by the condemnation of the Bench, Was lately whipt for lying with a wench. Thus pains and pleasures turn by turn succeed: He smarts at last who does not first take heed.

200. UPON GUBBS. EPIG.

Gubbs calls his children kitlings: and would bound, Some say, for joy, to see those kitlings drown'd.

206. UPON BUNCE. EPIG.

Money thou ow'st me; prethee fix a day For payment promis'd, though thou never pay: Let it be Dooms-day; nay, take longer scope; Pay when th'art honest; let me have some hope.

221. GREAT BOAST SMALL ROAST.

Of flanks and chines of beef doth Gorrell boast He has at home; but who tastes boil'd or roast? Look in his brine-tub, and you shall find there Two stiff blue pigs'-feet and a sow's cleft ear.

222. UPON A BLEAR-EY'D WOMAN.

Wither'd with years, and bed-rid Mumma lies; Dry-roasted all, but raw yet in her eyes.

233. NO LOCK AGAINST LETCHERY.

Bar close as you can, and bolt fast too your door, To keep out the letcher, and keep in the whore; Yet quickly you'll see by the turn of a pin, The whore to come out, or the letcher come in.

237. UPON SUDDS, A LAUNDRESS.

Sudds launders bands in piss, and starches them Both with her husband's and her own tough fleam.

239. UPON GUESS. EPIG.

Guess cuts his shoes, and limping, goes about To have men think he's troubled with the gout; But 'tis no gout, believe it, but hard beer, Whose acrimonious humour bites him here.

242. UPON A CROOKED MAID.

Crooked you are, but that dislikes not me: So you be straight where virgins straight should be.

261. UPON GROYNES. EPIG.

Groynes, for his fleshly burglary of late, Stood in the holy forum candidate; The word is Roman; but in English known: Penance, and standing so, are both but one.

Candidate, clothed in white.

272. UPON PINK, AN ILL-FAC'D PAINTER. EPIG.

To paint the fiend, Pink would the devil see; And so he may, if he'll be rul'd by me; Let but Pink's face i' th' looking-glass be shown, And Pink may paint the devil's by his own.

273. UPON BROCK. EPIG.

To cleanse his eyes, Tom Brock makes much ado, But not his mouth, the fouler of the two. A clammy rheum makes loathsome both his eyes: His mouth, worse furr'd with oaths and blasphemies.

277. LAUGH AND LIE DOWN.

Y'ave laughed enough, sweet, vary now your text! And laugh no more; or laugh, and lie down next.

292. UPON SHARK. EPIG.

Shark, when he goes to any public feast, Eats to one's thinking, of all there, the least. What saves the master of the house thereby When if the servants search, they may descry In his wide codpiece, dinner being done, Two napkins cramm'd up, and a silver spoon?

305. UPON BUNGY.

Bungy does fast; looks pale; puts sackcloth on; Not out of conscience, or religion: Or that this younker keeps so strict a Lent, Fearing to break the king's commandement: But being poor, and knowing flesh is dear, He keeps not one, but many Lents i' th' year.

311. UPON SNEAPE. EPIG.

Sneape has a face so brittle, that it breaks Forth into blushes whensoe'er he speaks.

315. UPON LEECH.

Leech boasts, he has a pill, that can alone With speed give sick men their salvation: 'Tis strange, his father long time has been ill, And credits physic, yet not trusts his pill: And why? he knows he must of cure despair, Who makes the sly physician his heir.

317. TO A MAID.

You say, you love me! that I thus must prove: It that you lie, then I will swear you love.

326. UPON GREEDY. EPIG.

An old, old widow Greedy needs would wed, Not for affection to her or her bed; But in regard, 'twas often said, this old Woman would bring him more than could be told. He took her; now the jest in this appears, So old she was, that none could tell her years.

357. LONG AND LAZY.

That was the proverb. Let my mistress be Lazy to others, but be long to me.

358. UPON RALPH. EPIG.

Curse not the mice, no grist of thine they eat; But curse thy children, they consume thy wheat.

361. UPON MEASE. EPIG.

Mease brags of pullets which he eats: but Mease Ne'er yet set tooth in stump or rump of these.

363. UPON PASKE, A DRAPER.

Paske, though his debt be due upon the day Demands no money by a craving way; For why, says he, all debts and their arrears Have reference to the shoulders, not the ears.

368. UPON PRIGG.

Prigg, when he comes to houses, oft doth use, Rather than fail, to steal from thence old shoes: Sound or unsound be they, or rent or whole, Prigg bears away the body and the sole.

369. UPON MOON.

Moon is a usurer, whose gain, Seldom or never knows a wain, Only Moon's conscience, we confess, That ebbs from pity less and less.

372. UPON SHIFT.

Shift now has cast his clothes: got all things new; Save but his hat, and that he cannot mew.

Mew, change feathers.

373. UPON CUTS.

If wounds in clothes Cuts calls his rags, 'tis clear His linings are the matter running there.

374. GAIN AND GETTINGS.

When others gain much by the present cast, The cobblers' getting time is at the last.

379. UPON DOLL. EPIG.

Doll, she so soon began the wanton trade, She ne'er remembers that she was a maid.

380. UPON SKREW. EPIG.

Skrew lives by shifts; yet swears by no small oaths For all his shifts he cannot shift his clothes.