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A man may live thrice Nestor's life. Norton. II, 108. A neighbour mine not long ago there was. Sidney.
II. 227. A silly shepherd woo’d, but wist not. Anon. II.
394. A time there was, and divers there be yet. Anon.
III. 119. A vale thére is, enwrapt with dreadful shades. South
well. Il. 168. A woman's face is full of wiles. Gifford. II. 174. About the sweet bag of a bee. Herrick. III. 312. Adieu, desert, how art thou spent. Anon. II. 67. Ah me. Wither. III. 78, Ah when will this long weary day have end. Spenser.
II, 207. All ye that grieve to think my death so near. Watson.
II. 281. Am I despis'd because you say. Herrick. III. 283. Amarantha sweet and fair. Lovelace. III. 248. Amaryllis I did woo. Wither. III, 67. Amongst the myrtles as I walk'd. Carew. III. 138. And would you see my mistress' face. Campion. III.
20. Anger in hasty words or blows. Waller. III. 166. Another scorns the homespun thread of rhymes. Hall.
April is past, then do not shed. Kinaston. III. 241.
field. II. 320.
192. Away with these self-loving lads. Ld. Brook. II. 236.
B. Beauties, have ye seen a toy. Jonson. II. 349. Beauty clear and fair. Beaumont and Fletcher. III. 51. Beauty, sweet love, is like the morning dew. Daniel.
II. 289. Because í breathe not love to every one, Sidney. II.
225. Before my face the picture hangs. Wastell. II. 323. Being your slave what should I do but tend. Shak
speare. II. 317. Beware, fair maid, of mighty courtiers' oaths. Syl.
vester. II. 299. Blame not my lute though it do sound. John Hall.
II. 92Blessings as rich and fragrant crown your heads.
Vaughan. III. 304. Blow, blow thou winter wind. Shakspeare. II. 307.
Chaste lovely Laura 'gan disclose. Cotton. III. 348. Chloris farewell, I now must go. Waller. III. 164: Chloris I cannot say your eyes. Sedley. III. 367. Choose the darkest part o'th'grove, Dryden. III. 352. Come and let us live, my dear. Crashaw. III. 197. Come away, come away death. Shakspeare. II. 313. Come Chloris, hie we to the bower. Anon. III. 388.
Come, come, dear nymph, love's mart of blisses.
Chapman. II. 264. Come, little infant, love me now. Marvell. III. 270. Come live with me, and be my dear. Raleigh. 11.195. Come live with me, and be my love. Marlowe. II. 296. Come my Celia, let us prove. Jonson. II. 347. Come, O come, I brook no stay. Cartwright, III. 210. Come spur away. Randolph. III. 185. Cælia jealous lest I did. Hannay. III. 109. Cruel you be who can say nay. Puttenham. II. 136. Cupid abroad was lated in the night. Green. II. 161. Cupid and my Campaspe play'd. Lylie. II. 213. Cupid I scorn to beg the art. Fane, III. 386. Cupid once was weary grown. Anon. III. 389.
D. Daphnis must from Chloe part. Marvell. III. 266. Dear, do not your fair beanty wrong. May. III. 108. Dear quirister who from those shadows sends. Drum
mond. III. 57. Did you behold that glorious star, my dear. Prestwich.
III. 300. Distill not poison in mine ears. John Hall. III. 299. Divers thy death do diversly bemoan. Ld. Surrey.
II. 50. Do not conceal thy radiant eyes. Kinaston. III. 239. Do 'way your physic, I faint no more. Anon. II. 76. Down, stormy passions, down, no more. King. III. 93. Draw near. Stanley. III. 289. Draw on sweet night best friend unto those cares.
Anon. III. 116. Drink to me only with thine eyes. Jonson. II. 348.
E. Early cheerful mounting lark. Davis. II. 338. Even such is time, which takes in trust. Raleigh. II.
Faint amorist, what dost thou think. Sidney. II. 218, Fair Amynta art thou mad. Sedley. III. 372.
Fame, honour, beauty, state, trains, blood, and birth,
Digby. III. 154. Fear no more the heat o'th'sun. Shakspeare. II. 315. Fierce tyrant death, that in thy wrath didst take,
E. of Sterling. III. 26. Fine young folly, though you were. Habington. III.
178. From Tuscane came my lady's worthy race. Ld.Sur
rey. II. 46. Fuscus is free, and hath the world at will. Davis. II.
G. Gaze not on thy beauty's pride. Carew. III. 139. Get you gone, you will undo me. Sedley. III. 370. Give me a heart where no impure. Habington. III, 183, Give place, ye lovers, here before. Ld.Surrey. I1.52. Give place you ladies, and be gone. Anon. II. 69. Go and catch a falling star. Donne. II. 344. Go, lovely rose. Waller. III. 168. Go soul, the body's guest. Raleigh. II. 185. Good huswife provides, ere sickness do come. Tusser.
117. Having interr'd her infant birth. Ld. Herbert of
Cherbury. III. 34. He first deceas'd, she for a little tried. Wotton. II. 334. He that loves a rosy cheek. Carew. III. 137. He whose active thoughts disdain. Stanley, III. 287.
Hear, ye virgins, and I'll teach. Herrick. III. 281. Hears not my Phillis, how the birds. Sedley. III. 375. Heart-tearing cares, and quivering fears. Wotton. II.
331. Hence all you vain delights. Beaumont and Fletcher.
III. 48. Hence away thou Syren leave me. Wither. III. 74. Here Celia for thy sake I part. Waller. III. 171. Here's to thee Dick, this whining love despise. Cow
ley. III. 253. Honest lover whosoever. Suckling. III. 217. How eager are our vain pursuits. Veel, III. 381. How happy a thing were a wedding. Flatman. III. - 363. How I laugh at their fund wish. Gomersall. III.150. How uneasy is his life. Cotton. III. 347. How we dally out our days. Gomersall. III. 151. Husband if thou wilt pure appear. Kendall. II. 200.
I ask not one in whom all beauties grow. Cowley. III.
254. I being care, thou fliest me as ill fortune. Constable.
II. 276. I do confess thou’rt smooth and fair. Anon. III.325. I felt my heart and found a flame. Lluellyn. III. 350. I find it true that some have said. Willoby. II. 341. I in these flowery meads would be. Walton. III. 101. I laugh sometimes with little lust. Gascoigne, II. 142. I made a posy while the day ran by. Herbert. III.99. I muse and marvell in my mind. Scot. II. 96. I must alledge, and thou canst tell. Gascoigne. Il.145. I must not grieve my love whose eyes would read.
Daniel. II. 289. I never stoop'd so low as they. Donne. II. 345. I never yet could see that face. Cowley. III. 259. I once may see when years shall wreck my wrong.
Daniel. Il. 288. I pray thee love, love me no more. Drayton. II. 305 I prithee leave this peeyish fashion. Brome. III. 273.