This life of ours is like a rose. E. of Sterling. III. 28. This world a hunting is. Drummond. III. 61. Think not 'cause men flattering say. Carew. III. 132. Thou art not fair for all thy red and white. Sylvester. II. 301. Thou art pretty but inconstant. Anon. III. 319. Thou blushing rose, within whose virgin leaves. Fanshaw. III. 194. Thou ever youthful god of wine. Nabbes. III. 212. Thou silent moon that look'st so pale. Anon. III. 323. Thou youthful goddess of the morn. Sherburne. III. 236. Though when I lov'd thee thou wert fair. Stanley. III. 286. Though winds do rage as winds were wood. Tusser. H. 117. Though you be absent here I needs must say. Cowley. III. 254. Thrice happy he who by some shady grove. Drummond. III. 59. Thy beauty subject of my song I make. Smith. II. 342. Time I ever must complain. Hagthorpe. III. 112. Time is a feather'd thing. Mayne. III. 156. 'Tis mirth that fills the veins with blood. Beaumont and Fletcher. III. 46. 'Tis now since I sat down before. Suckling. III. 219. 'Tis very true I thought you once as fair. Cowley. III. 255. To carve our loves in myrtle rinds. Cartwright. III. 204. To die dame nature did man frame. Yloop. II. 122. To love unlov'd it is a pain. Scot. II. 95. To these whom death again did wed. Crashaw. III. 200. To this my song give ear who list. Anon. II. 73. Tune on my pipe the praises of my love. Green. II. U. Unclose those eye-lids and outshine. Glapthorne. III. 215. Under the green-wood tree. Shakspeare. II. 316. W. Walking in a shadowy grove. Belchier. III. 39. Wantons, 'tis not your sweet eyings. Wither. III.68. We that have known no greater state. Heywood.III.24. Weep no more, nor sigh, nor groan. Beaumont and Fletcher. III. 49. Well then, I now do plainly see. Cowley. III. 258. What bird so sings, yet so does wail. Lylie. II. 211. What is th' existence of man's life. King. III. 91. What makes Admetus sad? whate'er it be. Anon. III. 118. What pleasures have great princes. Anon. II. 357. What shall become of man so wise. Sedley. III. 378. What sudden chance or change is this. Willoby. II, 339. What thing is beauty nature's dearest minion. Anon. III. 122. What though with figures I should raise. Nabbes. III. 214. When all is done and said. Ld. Vaux. II. 58. When as thine eye hath chose the dame. Shakspeare. II. 317. When Cupid scaled first the fort. Ld. Vaux. II. 55When daisies pied and violets blue. Shakspeare. II. 309. When, dearest beauty, thou shalt pay. Stanley. III. 291. When I by thy fair shape did swear. Lovelace. III. 250. When I go musing all alone. Burton. III. 6.. When I to you of all my woes complain. Davison, III. II. When I was fair and young, then favour graced me. E. of Oxford. II. 137. When icicles hang by the wall. Shakspeare. II. 311. When love with unconfined wings. Lovelace. III. 251. When May is in his prime. Edwards. II. 111. When May is in his prime, and youthful spring. · Watson. II. 277. When nature heard men thought her old. D'Avenant. III. 161. When on my sick bed I languish. Flatman. III. 364. When Phoenix shall have many makes. Turbervile. II. 154. When the monthly-horned queen. Mennis and Smith. III. 358. When the sad ruin of that face. Beedome. III. 242. When the straight columns on whose well-knit chine. Delaune. III. 244. When to her lute Corinna sings. Campion. III. 19. When wert thou born, Desire. E. of Oxford. II. 139. When whispering strains do softly steal. Strode. III. 148. When women first dame nature wrought. Edwards. II. 109. When you the sun-burnt pilgrim see. Carew. III. 136. Whence comes my love, oh heart disclose. Harrington. II. 284. Where Cupid's fort hath made a way. Anon. II. 355. Where seething sighs and sower sobs. Ld. Vaux. II.60. Where the bee sucks there lurk I. Shakspeare. II. 313. Where wit is over-rul'd by will. Davison. III. 12. While I listen to thy voice. Waller. III. 177. Who is it that this dark night. Sidney. II. 226. Why fearest thou thy outward foe. Anon. II. 65. U. Unclose those eye-lids and outshine. Glapthorne. III. 215. Under the green-wood tree. Shakspeare. II. 316. W. Walking in a shadowy grove. Belchier. III. 39. Wantons, 'tis not your sweet eyings. Wither. III. 68. We that have known no greater state. Heywood. III.24. Weep no more, nor sigh, nor groan. Beaumont and Fletcher. III. 49. Well then, I now do plainly see. Cowley. III. 258. What bird so sings, yet so does wail. Lylie. II. 211. What is th' existence of man's life. King. III. 91. What makes Admetus sad? whate'er it be. Anon. III. 118. What pleasures have great princes. Anon. II. 357. What shall become of man so wise. Sedley. III. 378. What sudden chance or change is this. Willoby. II. 339. What thing is beauty nature's dearest minion. Anon. III. 122. What though with figures I should raise. Nabbes. III. 214. When all is done and said. Ld. Vaux. II. 58. When as thine eye hath chose the dame. Shakspeare. II. 317. When Cupid scaled first the fort. Ld. Vaux. II. 55. When daisies pied and violets blue. Shakspeare. II. 309. When, dearest beauty, thou shalt pay. Stanley. III. 291. When I by thy fair shape did swear. Lovelace. III. 250. When I go musing all alone. Burton. III. 6.. When I to you of all my woes complain. Davison, III. 11. When I was fair and young, then favour graced me. E, of Oxford. II. 137. When icicles hang by the wall. Shakspeare. II. 311. |