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Have you felt the wool of the beaver?
Or swan's down, ever?

Or have smelt o' the bud o' the brier?
Or the nard i' the fire?

Or have tasted the bag o' the bee?

O, so white! O, so soft! O, so sweet is she!

A VISION OF BEAUTY.

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FROM THE NEW INN."

It was a beauty that I saw,
So pure, so perfect, as the frame
Of all the universe was lame
To that one figure, could I draw,
Or give least line of it a law!

A skein of silk without a knot,
A fair march made without a halt,
A curious form without a fault,
A printed book without a blot,
All beauty, and without a spot!

LOVE THE SLAYER.1

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FROM THE SAD SHEPHERD."

Though I am young and cannot tell
Either what Death or Love is well,

Yet I have heard they both bear darts,
And both do aim at human hearts;

And then again I have been told

1 This song was set to music by Nicholas Launeare, and inserted in the compilation of Ayres and Dialogues by Henry Lawes, 1353. — G.

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Love wounds with heat, as Death with cold;
So that I fear they do but bring
Extremes to touch and mean one thing.

As in a ruin we it call

One thing to be blown up, or fall,

Or to our end like way may have

By flash of lightning or a wave:
So Love's inflamed shaft or brand
May kill as soon as Death's cold hand,
Except Love's fires the virtues have,
To fright the frost out of the grave.

INDEX OF FIRST LINES.

After many scenes like these...

Alas! but Morison fell young..

139

265

All men are worms: but this no man. In silk........ 12
And art thou born, brave babe? blessed be thy birth 258
And must I sing? what subject shall I choose........ 110
And shine as you exalted are.........

And such a force the fair example had..

And why to me this, thou lame lord of fire...

268

268

216

Ask not to know this man. If fame should speak... 182
At court I met it, in clothes brave enough.....
Away, and leave me, thou thing most abhorred......

33

A woman's friendship! God, whom I trust in......... 180

Banks feels no lameness of his knotty gout..

19

Beauties, have ye seen this boy....

358

Be safe, nor fear thyself so good a fame....

40

Boast not these titles of your ancestors

305

Brave infant of Saguntum, clear......................

263

But 'cause thou hear'st the mighty king of Spain..... 351

By those bright eyes, at whose immortal fires.......... 179

Call, noble Lucius, then for wine......

267

Camden, most reverend head, to whom I owe

11

Can beauty, that did prompt me first to write........ 178

Charis, guess, and do not miss.....

144

Charis one day in discourse....

146

Cheveril cries out my verses libels are.

28

Chuffe, lately rich in name, in chattels, goods......... 24

Cob, thou nor soldier, thief, nor fencer art

Come, leave the loathed stage....

Come, let us here enjoy the shade.
Come, my Celia, let us prove....
Come, with our voices let us war...

35

363

200

105

150

Courtling, I rather thou shouldst utterly

.... 27

Did wiser Nature draw thee back.
Do but consider this small dust

Do but look on her eyes! they do light...
Does the Court Pucelle then so censure me..
Donne, the delight of Phoebus and each muse.
Don Surly, to aspire the glorious name........................
Do, pious marble, let thy reader know

Do what you come for, captain, with your news ...... 61
Drink to me only with thine eyes......

109

Envious and foul Disease, could there not be.......... 199
Ere cherries ripe! and strawberries! be gone..........

264

155

386

238

15

17

335

48

Fair Fame, who art ordained to crown.

298

Fair friend, 'tis true your beauties move....

289

False world, good night! since thou hast brought... 102
Farewell, thou child of my right hand, and joy.

24

Father John Burges

250

Fine Madame Would-be, wherefore should you fear..

31

Follow a shadow, it still flies you..

107

Fools, they are the only nation

For all night-sins with others' wives unknown
Forbear to tempt me, Prowle, I will not show.....

For his mind I do not care ..........
For Love's sake, kiss me once again.......
For what is life, if measured by the space..

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Gipsy, new bawd, is turned physician.

23

Glad time is at his point arrived....

353

Go now, and tell out days summed up with fears..... 266

Good and great God! can I not think of Thee..

129

Goodyere, I'm glad and grateful to report...
Great Charles, among the holy gifts of grace...
Groine, come of age, his 'state sold out of hand.
Guilty, because I bade you late be wise.......
Guilty, be wise; and though thou know'st the crimes 19
Gut eats all day and lechers all the night............... 71

Hail, happy Genius of this ancient pile.

42

255

71

21

242

Hail, Mary, full of grace! it once was said..

259

Hang up those dull and envious fools..

152

Hardy, thy brain is valiant, 'tis confest.
Hear me, O God.....

12

135

He entered well, by virtuous parts..

265

Helen, did Homer never see......................
Here lies, to each her parents' ruth...

He that fears death, or mourns it, in the just
He that should search all glories of the gown.
High-spirited friend.

His bought arms Mung' not liked; for his first day.. 26
Homer, thou hast thy wife dressed for the stall.......
How, best of kings, dost thou a sceptre bear.......
How happy were the subject if he knew....

190

14

20

232

190

40

7

257

How I do love thee, Beaumont, and thy muse..........
How like a column, Ratcliffe, left alone

28

49

How well, fair crown of your fair sex, might he....... 58

I am to dine, friend, where I must be weighed........ 247
I beheld her, on a day

138

I cannot bring my muse to drop vies

369

I cannot think there's that antipathy...

38

I could begin with that grand form, Here lies

368

Idiot, last night I prayed thee but forbear..

30

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