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A certain old cook called his dog cuckold    `Cuckold'  To call a dog after a Christian's name.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 80v (rev.) 
A covetous priest did lay in store    `On a covetous priest'  Your gold is rose and gone.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 20v 
A fitter match hath never [could ne'er, would never have] been [seen]  Strode, William  `On a butcher marrying a tanner's daughter' [couplet]  The flesh is married to the skin.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 90v 
A godly maid by [with] one of her society    `On a maid got with child'  Like to the mother, so the daughter shared.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 89v (rev.) 
A lady lately that was fully sped    `On a jolly lady'  We'll to't each night for health each morn for pleasure.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 81 (rev.) 
A maid of the green sickness [I of] late      Keep the first letter of these several lines.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 87 (rev.) 
A maiden fair I dare not [will not] wed    `How to choose a wife'  Some fault remains amongst them all!  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 74 
A proper squire in lands as most men say    `On Mr. Amery Death commonly called Amery Day'  He sold his land to die a merry death.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 86 (rev.) 
A secret seldom seen, that women counsel keep    `Women prattlers'  Unless they wake their wits, and lull their tongues asleep.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 68 
A silly swain long time had loved a lass      Blushed, ran away and scorned him ever after.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 9 
A slow [soft] tongue betokens modesty    `Of a talking woman'  Both worse than fiends, both fit to live in hell.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 83v rev. 
A star [did late arise] of late appeared in Virgo's train    `On the blazing star' [c. 1623]  Charles sit thou fast and look unto thy wain.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 76v rev. 
A stranger coming to the town    `On the flower de luce'  The Frenchmen's harms within.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 20v 
A sunny bank in shade hath seldom been    `On one Sunnybank taken by Parret the proctor'  But they will prate and nothing secret keep.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 79 rev. 
A virtuous lady sitting in a muse  Harington, Sir John, of Kelston  `On a lady'  Sir lock it if you please, you keep the key.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 81v rev. 
A wife is like a garment used and torn    `A degree of females'  Selling at second had like broker's ware.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 33 
A woman always called her husband dear      That she may live and make her dear a buck.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 87 rev. 
A woman's love is like a [the] Syrian flower    `On women's love' [pr. Wits Recreations, 1640]  That buds and spreads and withers in an hour.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 84v 
Absence, hear [thou] my protestation  Hoskins or Hoskyns, John?  `A poem upon absence'  And so enjoy [her] and so miss her.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 39v 
Alas sweet youth and [what] is thy blood so staid    `On a bashful youth'  Unto those joys which shall forever last.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 54v 
All Christian men in my behalf,    `On Sir John Calfe, Anglice' [from Latin distich]  And at his father's years have worn fair horns.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 94v rev. 
All that have eyes [awake] now wake and weep  Morley, George (1597-1664)  `On the death of King James' [1625]  James the peaceful and the just.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 10 
All that hither chance to come    `On the Fleur de leys in Oxford'  The Frenchman's harms within.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 86 rev. 
All the Welshmen cry out oh    `On the death of David Gough a Welshman' [couplet translating Latin distich]  For the death of Davy Gough.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 94 rev. 
All worthy eyes, read this, that hither come    `On [Sir Walter Waller's] lady'  Ready to crown that life's a laurel tree.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 96 rev. 
All you that lovers be  Eliot, John?  `A description of women' [pr. John Eliot's Poems, 1658]  Their things are made of felt.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 80 rev. 
An unmarried man [vicar] in the nominative case    `On an unmarried man'  Brought them both to an ablative danger.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 79v 
And art thou born, brave babe? Blest be the day [thy birth]  Jonson, Ben  `Epigram on the Prince's birth [29 May 1630]  Sol will re-shine; if not, Charles hath a son.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 48 
And since our Phoebus hath his throne    `Of a bad prince'  The proud usurping charioteer.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 57 
And why to me this [thus] thou lame god [lord] of fire?  Jonson, Ben  `An execration upon Vulcan'  Thy wife's pox on thee, and Bess Broughton's too.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 22v 
And why to me this [thus] thou lame god [lord] of fire?  Jonson, Ben  `An execration upon Vulcan'  Thy wife's pox on thee, and Bess Broughton's too.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 78 rev. 
And you have offered too methinks, your pleasure    [answer to C229]  Just so you have showed no wit but proffered.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 57 
April's seal of virgin wax    `A maiden' [couplet]  Which nothing but impression lacks.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 70 
Are all diseases dead? Or will death say    `Upon the death of the Duke of Richmond and Lennox' [Ludovic Stuart, buried 17 Feb. 1623/4; opening of Parliament, 19 Feb.]  Nor time, nor death, could ever celebrate.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 24 
Are women fair? [Ay] yea passing fair to [look] see to.    `Women'  And yet so needful few can live without them.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 72 
As careful mothers [nurses] [do (or will or that) to sleep (or sleeping) lay] to [in or on] their beds do lay    `On the death of a child'  Nature my nurse laid me to bed betimes.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 99 rev. 
As I alone    `On a gentlewoman seen naked'  They would not last one day.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 65 
As the sweet sweat of roses in a still  Donne, John  [Elegy viii, `The comparison']  She and comparisons are odious.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 60v 
As virtuous men pass mildly away  Donne, John  `A valediction'  And makes me end where I begun.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 39 
At length by work of wondrous fate    `On the porter at Winchester'  As for the great rapping and oft coming in.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 94v rev. 
At Portsmouth, duke I [can] will no longer stay    `Charon and the Duke of Buckingham' [1628]  Adieu, I have no title to a tittle.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 19 
Barbus hath sworn and often hath said    `On one Barbus'  He wanted money and therefore meant to sell it.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 88 
Be dumb ye infant chimes; thump not your metal  Corbett, Richard  `On Tom of Christ Church'  We'll all be glad (Great Tom) to see thee hanged.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 46v 
Be not offended at our sad complaint  Wren, Mr.  `On Mr. Steevens fellow of St. John's in Oxford, an excellent musician'  We mourn our loss, but we commend your choice.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 97v rev. 
Beauty and lechery are things attractive    `Lust'  Does beat men's balls into the women's plackets.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 35v 
Before the sixth day of the next new year  Raleigh, Sir Walter  `A prognostication upon cards and dice'  Whose head is made of flesh and mouth of horn.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 77 rev. 
Bibax that while he lived, would often say    [on a drunkard]  For he has drunk himself as dry as dust.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 93 rev. 
Birth of Pandora's box thou female sex    `Phyllis' tyranny translated out of Ariosto'  Rocked with the murmur of the river slept.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 63v 
Black cypress veils [cypresses] are shrouds [types] of night  Grange, John?  `Answer' [to L18]  You may be censured we go free.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 78 rev. 
Black maid complain not that I fly  King, Henry  [answer to S1145, W2373]  And then I will bequeath myself to thee.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 20v 
Born at the first to bring another forth    `On a lady dying in childbed'  Dying herself renews it in her seed.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 46 
Brag on old Christ Church, never fret or grieve    [on The marriage of the arts by Barten Holiday, Sunday 26 Aug. 1621; answered by I812]  That makes his sabbath less than Holiday.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 56v 
Bright Eous, tell thy master  T., W.  [on Mrs. Antonetta Lowr:]  On earth she gazed, in heaven now shines on thee.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 90 rev. 
But hark what hear I in the heavens? Methinks    `A description of thunder'  Had need for counters take the ocean sand.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 86v rev. 
By our first strange and fatal interview  Donne, John  Elegy XVI  Think it enough for me, t'have had thy love.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 32v 
Can Christendom's great champion sink away    `On the death of King James; [1625; first ten lines adapted from C40. Attr. Strode in Add. 14874]  And see a new sun rising in the east.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 46v 
Care the consuming canker of the mind      Denouncing worst to him that is his friend.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 14 
Celia hath been at cookery many a day    `Of Celia'  That flesh hath come from her half-raw, half-burned.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 80v rev. 
Chide not thy sprouting lip, nor kill  Strode, William  `On a blistered lip'  The root below cannot be dry.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 14 
Chloris [sat and sitting slept] sighed and sung and wept.    [pr. New ayres and dialogues, 1678]  They weeping hid them from the sun.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 38v 
Christ Church a marriage made before the King  Meredith, William?  [on Barten Holiday's Marriage of the arts, acted before James I at Woodstock, 1621; possibly by William Meredith, organist at New College, Oxford]  He offered twice or thrice to go away.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 57 
Come Echo I thee summon      This is a woman truly.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 73v 
Come follow, follow me; you fairy elves that be    `A song'  The glow-worm lights us home to bed.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 18v 
Come hither read my gentle friend    `On a shoemaker'  The man who made him soles at will.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 80v rev. 
Come see a petty miracle, where thought    `On the vanity of thought'  More swift, more light, more vain than vanity.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 47 
Cook Lorell would needs have the devil his guest  Jonson, Ben  [from The metamorphosed gypsies]  From whence it was called the devil's arse.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 16 
Dawson the butler's dead although I think  Corbett, Richard  `On John Dawson, butler of Christ Church' [1622]  My life for his John Dawson had been here.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 93 
Dear, why do you say you love  Ayton, Sir Robert?  `On his mistress' [attr. Ayton by his nephew Sir John A.]  Prove true, and say you cannot love.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 74 
Dearest thy tresses are not threads of gold  Carew, Thomas  `To his mistress'  Be goddess-like disposed, be good, be true.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 69 
Death and an honest cobbler fell at bate    `On a cobbler'  Honest Jack Cobbler here lies underlaid.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 93 rev. 
Death and the cobbler were long at a stand    `On a cobbler'  And ripped his soul from the upper leather.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 94 rev. 
Death took away Colemore in the midst of frost    `On Mr. Colemore'  Leaves not a coal more for to make a fire.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 86 rev. 
Declare thy grief wherewith thou art oppressed      May well be pitited but no way relieved.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 26v 
Down by the crystal streams      Have I sought thee all the day.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 19 
Down in a garden sits my dearest dear    `A song'  Be you the sun, I'll be the marigold.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 24v 
Drink to me only with thine eyes  Jonson, Ben  `A health to his mistress'  Not of itself but thee.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 21 
Dull sect, why make you fond opinion      Plainly begets a metempsychosis.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 47v 
Each greedy hand doth catch and pluck the flower    `A caveat for maids'  From lords to lackeys and at last to all.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 35v 
Earth, take my [mine] earth [body], Satan my sin I leave [my sin let Satan have]    `A will'  My flesh my sin my goods my soul I had.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 57 
Enjoy thy bondage, make thy prison know  Townley, Zouch  `To Felton in the Tower' [1628]  Stout Felton England's ransom here doth lie.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 14v 
Essex thy death's revenged; lo here I lie    `On Sir Walter Raleigh'  To say we two died of the same disease.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 95v rev. 
Fair Beatrice tucked [used to tuck] her coats up somewhat [so] high  Taylor, John, the Water Poet    And yet between them both a man was born.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 46v 
Fair lais strives to be the mirror of our age    `In Laidem'  Should be annoyed with such a beastly neighbor.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 70v 
Fair Philoclea being chastely bred    `On Philoclea'  Why that's not lost (quoth she) is given you.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 69v 
Fair soul, which wast not only as all souls be,  Donne, John  `Obsequies on the Ld Harrington brother to the Count. Of Bedford'  Behindhand yet hath spoke, and spoke his last.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 43 
Fair wench I cannot court thy [your] sprightly eyes    `A wooer'  Hark in the ear wench I can love thee soundly.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 75v 
Faustus stabbed Flora and would you know why    `On Faustus and Flora'  To give him the lie till he stabbed her again.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 80v rev. 
Fear not dear love that I'll reveal  Carew, Thomas    The world will find thy picture there.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 12 
Fie Susan fie woot never leave the trade      By lodging and relieving of the poor.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 64v 
Follow a shadow it still flies you  Jonson, Ben  `Women men's shadows'  Still the shadows of us men.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 75v 
Fond man, that canst believe her blood  Carew, Thomas  `A lover upon his mistress being let blood'  Shed all the blood, felt all the smart.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 64 
Four clerks of Oxford, doctors two and two  Corbett, Richard  `Iter boreale'  As Raleigh from his voyage and no more.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 2 
Friend if you will now show your skill    `To choose a wife'  And then what men can mend her.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 48v 
Galla will paund her maidenhead on this      To join unto it deserves her maidenhead.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 66v 
Go and count her better hours  Strode, William  `On a watch borrowed of [sent home to] his mistress'  Fair sun, that governs thee and me.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 49 
Go not without me for he only stands    `Written on a staff'  I cannot versify without a staff.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 47 
Good day Mirtello. And to you no less.    `A pastoral on [the birth of Charles II]'  We'll bless his face, then back to country pleasure.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 48 
Good folk[s] for gold [love]or [else for] hire  Drayton, Michael  `The crier' [pr. Poems 1619; set by Henry Bowman 1678]  Or send it home to me.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 20 
Great Apollo, gods divine  Cole, Richard, King's Coll., Cambr. (matr. 1615)  `On the death of Queen Anne' [1 March 1618/19]  Graces three and muses nine.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 100 rev. 
Great heart, who taught thee so to die    `On Sir Walter Raleigh'  We died; thou only livdst that day.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 98v 
Greece likeneth man to an inverted tree  Marsham, J.  `On Mr. Wm. Blagrave fellow of St. John's Oxon'  Doth spring afresh in the Elysian field.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 96v rev. 
Happy are the foul that are so honored    `To his mistress'  But naught can well express you but a [heart].  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 76 
Hard hearted foolish maids, whose high swollen pride  T., W.  `A neglected lover angry with the female sex'  May a base dildo cure your languishment.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 69v 
Hast thou been dead a month and can I be    `An elegy on Mr. Thomas Washington's death' [in Spain, 1623]  I'll come a pilgrim to weep o'er thy tomb.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 92v rev. 
Have I renounc'd my faith or basely sold  Corbett, Richard  `On Mrs. Mallet'  At once to wish the devil and her farewell.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 25 
Having to do of late 'mongst all the laws    `In uxorem causidici'  I missed my suit and she missed her desire.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 11 
He is stark mad who ever says  Donne, John  `Song'  But after one such love, can love no more.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 40 
He that had youth and frineds and so much wit    `On Mr. Fran: Beaumont'  Wit's a disease, consumes men in few years.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 93v rev. 
He that will court a lass that is coy      Mad girls love wild men.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 69v 
He that will write an elegy for thee  Corbett, Richard  `Upon the most famous Dr. Donne once dean of Paul's'  He must be dead first: let't alone for me.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 87v rev. 
He that's imprisoned in this narrow room    `Berkeley his epitaph' [on Sir Robert Berkeley, 1616, tablet in Canterbury Cathedral]  Whose virtue must outlive his epitaph.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 99 rev. 
Hence all you vain delights,  *Fletcher, John; King, Henry (answer?)  [from the Nice Valor, III. i. Pr. A description of the King and Queen of fairies, 1635; Wit restor'd, 1658]  There's nothing dainty sweet, save melancholy.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 84 rev. 
Her for a mistress I would fain enjoy    `A mistress' [from Ausonius, epigram 78]  Hang her, she's good for nothing but a wife.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 75v 
Her hair but thin in all they are but three    `On the praise of a gentlewoman'  So large a mark as whoso shoots may hit.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 73 
Here kind he lies who troubled with a wife    `On one troubled with a curst wife'  Will make his brother Peter keep her out.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 57 
Here lies a man (oh foul unhappy lot)    `On Mr. Denne of All S: killed with a jug' [?Henry Denne, B. A Feb. 1562/3, Fellow of All Souls in 1564]  Thy love to liquor would have saved his skull.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 78 rev. 
Here lies a man that when a' was born he cried    `On one born and cried' [couplet]  Told three-score years and ten felt sick and died.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 88 rev. 
Here lies a thief nay there thou liest    `An epitaph on one that robbed the Pope...Sir Oratio Palausen...Palavicini'  He is no thief that doth rob Antichrist.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 89 rev. 
Here lies crafty Joan deny it who can    `On Joan Trueman who had a running issue in her leg'  Whilst one leg stood still the other was running.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 89 rev. 
Here lies Dick Pinner, O cruel death  Bastard, Thomas  `Upon a pinner' [pr. Bastard's Chrestoleros, 1598]  He made better dust; than thou canst make of him.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 80v rev. 
Here lies Doctor [Hall] Holland doctor of the chair    `On Doctor [Hall or] Holland doctor of the chair' [couplet]  Whom Mors took napping as Mosse took his mare.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 77v rev. 
Here lies Doctor Ryves Balliol College master    `On a doctor who took the University lands and plastered the schools'  That brake the university's head and gave the schools a plaster.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 81v rev. 
Here lies Gregory Crumwell who loved a bum well    `On Gregory Crumwell'  Half to his basterd and half to his whore.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 88 rev. 
Here lies he who by learning and his wit    `On the L. Treasurer Buckhurst, who died at the Council Table swearing falsely against Sir J. Levenson' [1608]  Was fain to take his death upon't 'twas so.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 96 rev. 
Here lies Hobbinall, our shepherd whilere  Raleigh, Sir Walter  `Upon Sir R[obert] C[ecil] Lord Treasurer'  In spite of his tarbox, he died of the scab.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 79 rev. 
Here lies interred within this cave    `On Charles the Porter of Lincoln's Inn'  They need not fear but Charls will soon unlock.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 11 
Here lies John Broker a maker of bellows    `On Jo: Broker a bellowsmaker of Oxon'  He that made bellows could not make breath.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 93v rev. 
Here lies John Cooker maker of bellows    `On John Cooker' [pr. Camden's Remains 1605]  He that made bellows could not make breath.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 88v 
Here lies John Hall the capper    `On John Hall of Cambridge' [with answer, I53; also answered by J118]  Live by the bell when you die by the rope.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 89 rev. 
Here lies John Hobson enwrapped in mold    `On John Hobson'  To tear up his hair and grub up his lice.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 86v rev. 
Here lies John Hobson enwrapped in mold    `On John Hobson'  To tear up his hair and grub up his lice.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 88 rev. 
Here lies little Robin who justly was reckoned    `On the late L. Treas. Sr R[obert] C[ecil]' [d. 24 May 1612. Trs. from Latin]  Great pity the pox should cozen the halter.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 95v rev. 
Here lies Moore and no more but he    `On one Moore' [couplet]  More and no more how can that be.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 96 rev. 
Here lies old Owen that lately did die    [couplet on the butler of Christ Church]  Did you not know him, no more did I.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 95 rev. 
Here lies Richard a Preen    [pr. Camden's Remaines, 1605]  And he that will die aafter him may.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 88 rev. 
Here lies Sir John Skinner lowly in ground    `On Sr Jo: Skinner'  For he had no issue but one in his leg.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 93 rev. 
Here lies Sir John Spencer an ell under ground    `On Sr. John Spencer' [1610]  And goods are committed into the Lord's hands.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 95 rev. 
Here lies Sir Steven Some with his head full low    `On Sr Steven Some that used this word: Before God you shall go' [couplet]  To whom death came and told him before God you shall go.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 94 rev. 
Here lies ten in the hundred    `On an usurer'  But his soul is damned.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 95v rev. 
Here lies (the Lord have mercy upon her)    `Upon one of the maids of honor to Queen Elizabeth' [pr. Camden's Remaines, 1623]  And died a maid, more's the pity.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 93v rev. 
Here lies the man, that madly slain    [epitaph, pr. Camden's Remaines, 1605]  One life to lose another to live.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 93v rev. 
Here lieth he who was born and cried,    `On one that lived ingloriously' [couplet; pr. Camden's Remaines, 1605]  Told threescore year, fell sick and died.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 95 rev. 
Here Milossa surrender'd up his ghost    `On a drunkard'  A place most fit for such a damned crew.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 93 rev. 
Here six foot deep    `An epitaph upon one who died in the act of venery'  And first that found the way.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 94v rev. 
Here uninterred, suspends, though not to save  Cholmley, Henry?  `Jo. Felton's epitaph'  Contend, to reach his body to his soul.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 12v 
Here worthy of a better chest    `On Mr. Ben Stone of New College'  Too good a Stone to be engraved.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 77 rev. 
How do I thank thee death, and bless thy power  Corbett, Richard  `On the death of the Lady Arabella [Stuart]' [d. 27 Sept. 1615]  And what my birthright claimed, my death hath paid.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 99v rev. 
Hydrus the horse courser that cunning mate    `On a horse courser'  If that his gelding be not under five.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 91 rev. 
I cannot bend the bow, wherein to shoot I sue,  Raleigh, Sir Walter  `To the Lady Bendbow'  This shaft, must have a notch, whereat my lady laughed.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 85 rev. 
I know not how our Oxford wits do date    `Ch. Ch. called bread eaters' [on Christ Church losing the proctorship, 1625]  Tis said in Oxford, that Bred-a is lost.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 60 
I muse who first it was who sought to vex    `A learned woman'  They'll find out the philosopher's rare stone.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 72 
I muse why Venus hath such fiery holed    `In Venerem et Vulcanum'  I think that Vulcan once there blowed his coals.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 10 
I need no trophies to adorn my hearse  Castlehaven, Mervyn, 2nd earl?  `The L. of Castlehaven [Mervyn, 2nd earl, executed 1631] on himself and his lady'  That first gives horns and then cuts off his head?  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 87v rev. 
ICUR good Monsieur Carr    [libel on Somerset, 1613 or later]  Hath broke your back.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14 (attr. Sir Walter Raleigh)  f. 49 
I that my country did betray    `On the Duke of Buckingham' [1628]  Expect my spotted soul amongst the just.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 13 
I that so oft have robbed, am now bid stand,  Clavell, John  `Clavell to King James I' [John Clavell, condemned 30 Jan. 1625/6]  His mercy far exceeds severity.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 81v rev. 
I took the wall one thrust me proudly by    `In superbum' [epigram; pr. A help to discourse, 1623]  The wall's the subjects' but the way's the king's.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 76 
I'd praise thy valor but Mars 'gins to frown    `On Sir Walter Waller' [knighted 1622?]  Angels tune requiems to his blessed soul.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 96 rev. 
I'll neither judge the soul, nor yet commend    `On one drowned in a well himself'  Jonas from out the whale, thee from the well.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 24 
I'll tell you how at first the rose grew red    [pr. Wit's recreations, 1640]  They only flourish in your livery.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 68 
If for a grace, or if for some mislike    `on a gentlewoman that painted her face'  Your glove's perfumed; your lips and cheeks are painted.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 81v rev. 
If from glove you take the letter G    `On a pair of gloves' [couplet]  Then glove is love, and love I sen to thee.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 84 rev. 
If gentleness could tame the fates or wit  Corbett, Richard  `On Mr. Henry Boling his death' [pr. 1647]  And says our sins are greater than our wits.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 97v rev. 
If I freely may discover  Jonson, Ben  [song in Poetaster II.ii]  Nor her peevishness annoy me.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 21 
If idle travellers ask, who lies here    `Epitaph on the Duke of Buckingham' [1628]  Mix England's shame, and there's his epitaph.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 15 
If love loves truth then women do not love      To have fair women false than none at all.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 10v 
If Mary be the marigold      She's neither good for dog nor me.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 58v 
If shadows are [be] a [the] picture's excellence  Poole, Walton?  `On a gentlewoman [Beatrice Brydges, Mrs. Henry Poole?] that thought herself not fair because her...hair and eyes were black'  The black mark would I hit but not the white.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 82 rev. 
If so he died then I am much in doubt    `On one that died with tobacco'  How so much breath ta'en in could drive breath out.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 94 rev. 
If thou beest, for to be found    `One in prison writ for his friend'  May thy epicedium sing.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 71v 
Ill busied man, why shouldst thou take such care  King, Henry  `Man's misery' [pr. Poems, 1657]  Are but as tears shed for thy funeral.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 46 
Immodest death that would not once confer    `Thomas earl of Dorset lo: treasurer' [d. 19 April 1608]  Was fain perfoce to take a deadly blow.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 95v rev. 
Immortal man of glory, whose stout hand    `John Felton: no fellony' [acrostic and anagram]  The prize of patriot to a British son.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 12v 
In every house in every place, as every one ca tell    `Of nobody'  An enemy I to nobody am, let nobody go to the devil.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 21 
In great St Helen's here lies Sir John    [on Sir John Spencer]  But by his own faith, and so do the Turks.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 95 rev. 
In hell of late there fell a great disorder    `On [Sir Antony] Ben recorder of London and his clerk' [1618]  If hell were pleased to bring his clerk unto him.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 94 rev. 
Is death so great a gamester that he throws  Browne, William, of Tavistock  `Elegy on his wife's death'  Shall send his peaceful dove to fetch thee forth.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14 (attr. Donne)  f. 36v 
Is not Christ's church a glorious vine    `Upon Dr. [William] Goodwin dean of Christ Church in Oxford' [d. 11 June 1620]  Since Goodwin's sent for to a heavenly feast.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 80 rev. 
It is mad world grown      And wear it on their faces.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 40v 
It seems that nature when she first did fancy    `On the praise of a black wench'  Vouchsafe me to be your familiar.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 86 rev. 
Jerusalem's curse shall never light on me  Stone, Benjamin?  `On the death of one Stone' [pr. Wits recreations 1640]  For here a stone upon a stone shall be.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 85v rev. 
John Hall is alive and lives in hope.    `Answer' [to H854]  To live by the bell when thou shalt die by the rope.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 89 rev. 
Justice of late hath lost her wits    [on Sir Nicholas Hyde's becoming Lord Chief Justice, 5 Feb. 1627]  She now is lapped up in a hide.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 49 
Keep station nature and rest heaven sure  King, Henry  `On Prince Henry's death'  And glory of our day set in his night.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 46 
Kiss me sweet and wary lover  Jonson, Ben  `Of kissing'  What there number is bepined.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 42 
Knewst thou whose these ashes were    `Mr. Washington's epitaph' [Prince Charles's page, died in Spain 1623]  Renew the letters with his tears.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 91 rev. 
Know thou that treadst on learning Smith inurned    `On Mr. J. Smith of Magdalen College Oxon' [chaplain to the Earl of Pembroke; d. 1624]  We shall fall down and sleep with him in dust.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 100v rev. 
Ladies that wear black cypress veils  Corbett, Richard  `To the ladies of the new dress' [answered by B378]  Which lady's censured, which goes free.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 78 rev. 
Lately and late for late it was at night      That there is signum and signature both.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 24v 
Lawyers themselves maintain, the common weal    `Upon the praise and dispraise of lawyers' [equivocal verses]  And love, they want, not keeping amity.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 87 rev. 
Light fingered wretch to deep his hands in ure    `On a stealer of candles'  To steal such things as need must come to light.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 86v rev. 
Little lute when I am gone  Corbett, Richard    To pay on me, not thinstrument.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 71 
Lo here I lie stretched out both hands and feet  Stone, Benjamin, New Coll., Oxford  `Ben Stone his epitaph made by himself'  Myself a tombstone to myself will be.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 98v 
Love compared to a game at tables; where the die  Ayton, Sir Robert  `Love compared to a game at tables'  Do what you can they will be bearing men.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 89v rev. 
Love is a fiend, a fire, a heaven, a hell    `The definition of love' [couplet]  Where pleasure, pain, grief, and repentance dwell.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 14 
Love is sickness full of woe    `Of love'  If not enjoyed, sighing cries, Hey, ho?  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 20 
Love, or do not say you do    `Of love'  Will not lie unless with you.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 82 rev. 
Luscus thy cock doth tread thy neighbor's hen.    `In Gallinam Lusci uxorem'  But erelong they may prove cock o' th' game.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 64v 
Madam be cover'd why stand you bare    `A song'  For open breast breeds secret horns.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 19v 
Man is as a glass, life is as water    `On the frailty of man'  So runs the water out.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 89v rev. 
March with his wind hath struck a cedar tall    `On Queen Anne's death' [2 March 1618/19, buried 13 May]  And yet sad May, must lose her flower of flowers.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 87 rev. 
Marry and love thy Flavia, for she  Donne, John  `In Flaviam' [Elegy II; pr. 1633]  For things in fashion every man will wear.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 29v 
Men die, and human kind doth pass away    `Of care' [couplet]  Yet care, that makes them die, doth ever stay.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 14 
Methinks with Lynus Kate deserves a place    [couplet]  Since to her music stones do move apace.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 71 
Might I a wife choose pleasing to my mind    `The choosing of a wife'  T'have lov'd so sweet an armful of content.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 74v 
Mrs. Marina startles to see a frog    `On Mrs. Marina'  Yet fears she not what flesh can do unto her.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 80 rev. 
Much meat doth gluttony procure    `On tobacco' [pr Wits recreations, 1640]  And roast meat in a pipe.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 85v rev. 
Muse go present these harmless lines, these many      Conceive my meaning and conceal it ever.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 32 
My love is made of nature's purest mold    `To a young gentlewoman'  But 't joys me most to think what is below.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 74 
My mistress hath a precious eye    `In the praise of his mistress'  She is all sweet sir-reverence.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 73 
Nature hath found a gem without compare    `On a righ'  The ring the world is but you the jewel are.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 60 
Nature in this [same] small volume [was] went about  Browne, William, of Tavistock  `On the death of a young gentlewoman'  Threw dust upon it and shut up the book.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 100v rev. 
Nature made all her creatures but this stone      A stone should speak then no no tears express.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 46v 
Nature waxing old began  Juxon, William  `On the death of Prince Henry'  That no man cares to live, now Henry's dead.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 99v rev. 
Nature's idea physic's rare perfection    `On the praise of [tobacco]'  The heavens by this time had been died black.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 19 
Naught under heaven so strongly doth allure      Their harden'd heart enviourned with cruelty.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 14 
Nine days are past and yet the wonders new    `Verses not upon Edgerly the carrier's wife but Edgerly's wife the carrier'  Than the demands for hackneys though they tire.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 76 
No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace  Donne, John  `Elegy autumnal' [pr. Poems, 1633]  I shall ebb on with them that homeward go?  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 38 
Not dead; not born, not christened not begot    [epitaph on a woman named Not]  Which whilst thou readest, yet thou readest not.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 87v rev. 
Not kiss? By Jove I must and make impression    `A paradox of a painted face' [pr. Poems of Pembroke and Rudyard, 1660]  So it were warm, and soft, and could but move.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14 (attr. Donne)  f. 83 rev. 
Not love nor fate do I accuse  Brome, Richard  `A song'  For which offence I fall and die.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 84v rev. 
Not that I my mistress wish    `On the choice of his mistress'  To cry her wit, will sell her ware...[incomplete].  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 67v 
Not that in color it was like thy hair  Donne, John  `The chain' [pr. Poems, 1635]  Because 'tis cordial I would 'twere at thy heart.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 30v 
Oh cruel death, at night, noon and morning    `On tenant Sharbroth'  Thrust tenant out, and scarce give Sharbroth warning.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 88 rev. 
Oh cruel Tom be not so vile as Cain    `On Tom that broke a bell' [couplet]  By thee a bell was broke by him was slain.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 89v rev. 
Oh heaven's great powers, why did you bring to light    `On woman' [cf. O484, O489]  To be a spiteful thing that's true to no man.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 81 rev. 
Oh heavens great thanks be to your powers divine    `In praise of a woman' [cf. O486, O488]  She is no spiteful thing, nor so to no man.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 81 rev. 
Oh let me weep in English who'll deny    `On the death of C. Longland's unfortunately slain'  He's slain I'll weep for I can say no more.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 47v 
Oh that such wisdom that could steer a state    `On Sir Rob: Cecil e[arl] of Salisbury' [1612]  Dreads not the whole world the next epitaph?  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 96v rev. 
Oh what a fault, nay what a sin    `On his mistress that had the smallpox'  And mere formality.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 11v 
Oh when will Cupid show such art  Strode, William  `Song'  Two hearts alike there seldom be.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 25v 
Oh why should passion quell my mind      That she will fall, even with a touch.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 85 rev. 
Oh wretched man oh worst than thrice accurst    `Women dispraised'  First placed her with the damned ones below.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 72v 
On yonder mountain's foot, as I my lambs are keeping    `A song'  Views with remorse the pleasure's left behind.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 24v 
Once and but once found in thy company  Donne, John  `Elegy' [pr. 1633]  T'embalm thy father's corpse, what, will he die?  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 34v 
Once I stole to my sweetheart's bed    `On a fainthearted lover'  Faint heart fair lady ne'er shall kiss.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 48v 
One mind in two divided yet not parted    `On true friendship'  Two minds yet having both one perfection.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 79v rev. 
One stone sufficeth, see what death can do,    `On a whore' [couplet]  Her that in life was not content with two.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 94v rev. 
Our gallants of tobacco well esteem    `On tobacco'  But send it out with a disdainful puff.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 19 
Our life is but the eve of death    `Another upon the vanity of life'  Die once to God, and then thou diest no more.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 101 rev. 
Peter, resign thy keys, for Charles the great  Anderson, Henry (adm. Lincoln's Inn 1628)  `On Charles the porter of Lincolns Inn by...'  With bearded rays shall be the new Charles' wain.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 13v 
Philomel was wooed by a lively youth    `An epitaph on Philomel'  Yet held her peace when up went smock and all.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 80v rev. 
Phoenix Jane dies, a Phoenix born, we're sad    `On Q. Jane who had a phoenix for her crest and died in childbed of K. Edward' [couplet; translation from Latin]  That no one age two Phoenixes e'er had.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 97v rev. 
Pity that pains had not been saved    `On one Stone'  To guard a stone to be engraved.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 85v rev. 
Plough with thy pen such furrows in my heart    [couplet]  That love may live and sorrow soon depart.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 61 
Preserve thy sighs unthrifty girl  Davenant, Sir William  `D'Avenant when he went to war' [pr. Works, 1673]  Cn have no heart to fight.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 71 
Read fair maid and know the heart    `To his mistress'  The world shall pay ye back again.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14 (attr. Morley)  f. 57v 
Reader repent, 'tis not enough to weep    `On a prince untimely born 1629'  But death possession of a glorious throne.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 46 
Reader stand still [and gaze, look, read,] lo here I am    `The epitaph' [on the Duke of Buckingham, 1628; cf. Y209]  You will believe two kings before one slave.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 15v 
Reader what difference makes it now,    `On John King'  Twixt great King John and poor John King.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 97 rev. 
Reader wonder think it none  Fletcher, Giles?  `On Prince Henry' [1612; pr. Camden's Remaines, 1623]  Melt themselves to tears and die.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 99 rev. 
Renowned Spenser, lie a thought more near  Basse, William  `On Mr. Shakespeare' [pr. Donne's Poems, 1633]  Honor hereafter to be laid by thee.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 98v rev. 
Rex and Grex [agree both in] alike do [are of a] [have or make both one] sound    `The Duke [of Buckingham]'s motto is Fidei coticula crux' [pr. POAS, iii, 1704]  That Dux bears Crux, and Crux not Dux again.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 13 
Sacred be the Sabbath    `On one Munday that hanged himself'  Munday hath hanged himself.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 18v 
St. John's is governed only by a P.    `Upon a nonresident President' [of St. John's College, Oxford]  The vice in President's room by statute is.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 79v rev. 
Say little one canst thou love me      Yet evermore pluck me to thee.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 21 
Sextus upon a spleen did rashly swear    `In Sextum'  He wore the old so long, till it was new.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 80 rev. 
Shall I examine heaven, and call the gods  T., W[illiam?]  `Upon a gentlewoman who had lived thirty-five years a virgin'  Of virgin power, can keep you ever so.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 70 
Shall I weep or shall I sing    `Love lamenting'  Because that man no faith can keep.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 29 
She that hath beauty and yet wanteth pity    `On a beautiful pitiful woman' [couplet]  Is like a prick-song-lesson without a ditty.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 32 
Since so my eyes are subject to your sight  Sidney, Sir Philip  [from the Arcadia]  In whose chief part your worths implanted be?  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 9 
Skelton some rhymes, good Elderton a ballad    `Madame Mallet unmasked'  Thou art thy own fine fool, the people's jest.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14 (attr. F. Smith, Christ Church Oxford)  f. 26 
Sleep (next society, and true friendship  Roe, Sir John?  `A satire to Sir Nicholas Smith anno 1602' [pr. Donne's Poems, 1669]  Things worth thy truth reading. Dear Nick good night.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 27 
Solon was granted rich as he was wise    `Of the Athenian Solon'  He always carried a sort of scabs about him.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 79v rev. 
Some may perhaps account my time misspent    `An apology'  Wherein to recreate his weary mind.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 48v 
Some say the duke was gracious virtuous good    [on the murder of the duke of Buckingham, 22 Aug. 1628; pr. Wit restored, 1658]  Why! Felton then hath made the duke his debtor.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 19 
Some's muse of Mars and fierce Belona sings    `The contented life'  I'll ever bless the moment [she was born].  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 21v 
Spend thy time some other way      Repentance comes, when time is past.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 49 
Stay stranger know if good thou be,  Anderson, Sir R.  `Sir R. Anderson's epitaph upon his sister the L[ady] Vane'  Pray thine with hers may bear a part.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 97 rev. 
Stephen lies here under this stone    `On Stephen a corncutter'  Unless with death to cut his toes.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 89 rev. 
Still to be neat still to be dressed  Jonson, Ben  `On a spruce lady' [Epicoene I.i]  They please mine eye but not my heart.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 12 
Susan's well sped and wears a velvet hood      Who fell so oft before she was a wife.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 37v 
Sweet was thy life    `On a hopeful Oxford Student'  Yet diest thou never.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 97v rev. 
Sweetest love I do not go  Donne, John  `Song' [pr. 1633]  Alive, ne'er parted be.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 42v 
Talk but of bawdry and Christiana spits and spawls  Cartwright, William  `The chaste whore'  Her mouth doth water for to hear of it.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 54v 
Tell what is love? It is a sacred fire      Loves truly, none, and falsely, but himself.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 10v 
Temptation bred those love attracting hours    `Dr. C. to's mistress'  Nay one half hour I would gladly die.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14 (attr. Dr. C.)  f. 60 
The beard thick or thin upon lip or chin  Wormstry, J?  `A song on beards' [attr. Wormstry in BL Add. 30982]  And scorns the help of art.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 17v 
The bow is not yet bent,      With shaft or oar in hand.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 20v 
The cripple neither sits nor stands he cries    `On a cripple' [cf. I51, I85, I92, N320]  What doth he then if he say true he lies.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 85v rev. 
The devil men say in Devonshire died of late    `On Devonshire [d. 3 April 1606] and the Lady Rich'  That Devonshire died and left the devil rich.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 89 rev. 
The five and twentieth of [November] December    `On Mr. Pricke of Christ Church'  Because the Pricke was laid beneath the stone.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 86 rev. 
The holy ghost that shows the church her way  Windsor, Thomas, 6th baron  `Upon the Prince his birthday being the 29th of May; [1630]  Must keep it holy for the prince his birth.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 48 
The King and the court desirous of sport    `On the King's being at Woodstock' [1622; pr. Wit restored, 1658]  He handled it more than his text.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 81 rev. 
The one and twentieth day of June    [couplet]  John Fiddler went out of tune.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 54v 
The only way to make a Welsh thirst for bliss    `On a Welshman'  But a place in heaven to feed upon the moon.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 85 rev. 
The radiant color of Tom Feltham's nose    `On Tho: Feltham's [etc.] nose' [pr. Wits recreations, 1640]  Argal the King must have Tom Feltham's nose.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 84v rev. 
The silent swan which living had no note      More geese than swans live now, more fools than wise.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 83v rev. 
The W is double woe      Then God defend me from a wife.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 85v rev. 
The W is double woe      Then God defend me from a wife.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 86 rev. 
The wit hath long beholding been  Strode, William  `A song of caps' [pr. John Phillips, Sportive wit, 1656, and Edward Philips, Mysteries of love and eloquence, 1658]  Is now the sign of high degree.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 16v 
The world's grown child again, no figleaf here    `On a gentlewoman putting on a fair smock'  Being once but touched in bleeding lover's heart.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 77v rev. 
The worst is told, the best is hid  Hoskins, Mrs. John  `Mrs. Hoskins to his Majesty for her husband' [extract from M355]  He erred but once; once King forgive.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 88 rev. 
There is a certain idle kind of creature    `Poetica fictio de mulieris origine'  and this is it that now we call a lady.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 72 
There is a writer which I know    `A riddle' [letter M]  His eye will be an oh again.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 64 
There was a locksmith died of late    `On the death of a locksmith'  Because he doth intend to break the lock.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 85 rev. 
These thievish maladies that stole him hence    `Upon one that died upn the yellow jaundice'  His curtain drawn and seen no more.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 45v 
This is the sweet and pleasant month of May    `On Nathaniel Field suspected for too much familiarity with his mistress Lady May'  Or else poor Field will burn in midst of May.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 52 
This silken wreath, which circles in mine arm  Carew, Thomas  `A ribbon' [pr. Poems, 1640]  This makes my arm your prisoner, that my heart.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 73v 
This sword is mine, and will Laertes' son,    `Upon Ajax who killed himself'  But to himself; and Ajax, Ajax killed.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 91 rev. 
This will keep your hand from burning    `On a pair of gloves sent to his mistress'  To shade my heart from your fair eyes.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 20v 
Thou that by ruin dost repair    `To Broutes the bell-founder' [pr. Parnassus biceps, 1656]  Our manners wait upon thy cunning.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14 (attr. Corbett)  f. 88v rev. 
Thou, which art I, 'tis nothing to be so  Donne, John  `Description of a storm in the island voyage 1597 sent to Mr. Chr: Brooke' [pr. Poems, 1633]  That though thy absence starve me, I wish not thee.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 41 
Till I have peace with thee, war other men  Donne, John  `Elegy' [not in early editions of his poems]  More glorious service, staying to make men.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 33v 
Tis not yet May, nor yet are April showers  Cole, Richard, King's Coll., Cambr. (matr. 1615)  [on the death of Queen Anne, 1 March 1618/19]  Will mar their tunes and drown the smiling flowers.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 100 rev. 
Tis so he is dead, and if to speak't again  Duppa, Brian?  `On Mr. Bolden and Mr. Duppa' [by Duppa on Henry Boling?]  Whether to you I were dead or he.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 97v rev. 
To die is nature's debt if aught remain    `One running died suddenly'  Death need not stay for him, he stay for death.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 45v 
Tom coming near the Italian coast    `On Tom Coryat'  His feet stunk out of cry.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 79 rev. 
Tonsorius only lives by cutting hair    `In tonsorium'  For he must stand to beggars whilst they set.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 81 rev. 
Treason is like a Basiliscus eye    [couplet on `treason'; cf. T3315]  First seeing kills, first being seen doth die.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 89v rev. 
True, death no stranger, when I sleep I take    `Upon the death of Doctor Barker'  For other passions here enough to weep.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 15v 
Twas to invite this guest God sent this star.    `On [the death of Queen Anne, 1618/19] not long after the appearing of the comet'  Like this day's sun they only set to rise.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 99v rev. 
Two were to run one died in the place    `Runners'  Though that he stirred not yet he ran his race.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 52 
Under these stones lies Justis Jones    `On Justice Jones' [William, d. 1640]  But now her is dead is clothed with frieze.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 89 rev. 
Venus, I hear thou roamest about      Kiss me, and take him, in my breast.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 68 
Virtue and grace lives both in a place  Jonson, Ben?  `On the angel' [at Basingstoke? or Oxford? in Ben Jonson's Jests, 6th ed, 1760]  May chance to spy a whore.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 86 rev. 
Wants he a grave whom heaven covers, was he    `On Felton hanged in chains' [1628]  And then his requiem's sung by heavenly choirs.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 76v rev. 
We are a game at cards; the council deal      Still worse; and why prerogative's the trump.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 11v 
We madams that do fucus use      In our painted faces F.U.C.U.S.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 10 
We use a maidenhead to call    `On a maidenhead'  Till putting in do put it out.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 86v rev. 
Wentworth wants worth, and Snow doth melt away    `Wentworth, Snow; Bird and Potter which would have overthrown the university in a lawsuit' [1611; pr. A. Wood, Modius salium, 1751]  Bird's wings are clipp'd and Potter's turned to clay.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 89v rev. 
Were my thoughts lovesick I could then compare    `On a gair bracelet sent by a gentlewoman'  As to leave yours, and make her hair a star.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 74v 
What hanged and drowned? Oh most prodigious fate  Lanc., Francis (1621)  `On the untimely death of my dog Drunkard Feb. 15, 1621'  He that dies drunkard truly dies a hog.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 100v rev. 
What is our life? The play of passion      Where we do die in earnest not in jest.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 101 rev. 
What Madam Visna will you make your womb    `In Visnam'  So shall your shame diminish, joy increase.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 9 
What more anger yet? 'twas but an organist    [4 lines, on W2255]  Such foolish jigs upon an holy day.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 57 
When blusterous storms of strife arise      You shall in it a question find.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 13 
When doom of death by judgement foreappointed    `On the beheading of Mary Q. of Scots'  Without a head may never more be seen.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 100 rev. 
When I can pay my parents or my king  Corbett, Richard  `To the duke of Buckingham'  Begin with bribe and finish with betraying.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 9v 
When I passed Paul's and travelled in the walk  Corbett, Richard  `On Dr. Ravis bishop of London' [d. 1609]  Thou shalt not change deeds with him for his tomb.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 98 rev. 
When Phoebus willing for to take some ease    `On a gentlewoman'  Her prompt knee bows that they might kiss together.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 74v 
When Titan sought his lovely love to wed    `Upon a gentlewoman deceived'  Sigh'd and sid, Oh nose thou didst me wrong.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 80v rev. 
Where women love and place delight    `Women'  Sweet music with high joy our hearts doth raise.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 34 
Whither so fast? Is human pity fled  T., W[illiam?]  `Upon Antonetta the wife of Mr. Lowr'  These watchful tapers and my tears shall keep.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 90 rev. 
Who would live in other's breath    `Upon one Sands' [pr. Camden's Remains, 1605, and Wits recreations, 1640]  Sandys I was but now am dust.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 94 rev. 
Whoop Holiday! Why then 'twill ne'er be better  Heylin, Peter  `On Christ Church play [The marriage of the arts, by Barten Holiday, revised for a second performance] at Woodstock' [26 Aug. 1621; ascribed to Heylin by Wood in Annals, ed. Gutch, 1796]  Ito write a Persean censure on his play.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 55 
Why cruel death so soon did honest Owen catch    `Epitaphium upon the death of the butler of Christ Church in Oxford'  Though th' butler's dead the keys are left behind.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14 (attr. Corbett)  f. 95 rev. 
Why how now Christ Church blades what all a-mort    `On the loss of C[hrist] Church proctorship, when Mr. Payne stood' [1625]  It is said in Oxon that Bred-a is lost.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 59 
Why how now friend! Tell me what change is this  Morton, Thomas  `An answer to a letter of Cap: Cary to Cap: To: Morton out of Breda'  Yet fare-you-well good Ferdinando Cary.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 61v 
Why lovely boy why fliest thou me  Rainolds, Henry  [answered by B379, B382. Pr. with John Wilson's music, Select ayres, 1669]  There then should need no shade but I.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 20 
Why slightest thou her whom I approve  King, Henry  `To one that misjudged his mistress' [pr. King's poems, 1657; Parnassus biceps, 1656; and Poems of Pembroke and Rudyard, 1660]  To love by judgment, not by sense.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 67 
Wine and women I forswear    `On the Lord Paget...122 years old'  And these few things have made me old.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 77 rev. 
Within this marble casket lies    `On the death of an infant' [pr. Stowe's Survey of London, 1618, and Camden's Remaines, 1623; attr. G. Morley in BL Add. 30982]  But showed and put it up again.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 96v rev. 
Withhold thy fiery steeds great god of light  T., William  `In the distaste of England's licentious libellers'  He'll raise his head, and shake them into dust.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 52v 
Women complain they never are at ease    `Pulices mulierum'  Because they have a well to give them drink.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 64v 
Women the centers are the lines are men    `On his mistress' globe'  And love gives leave for only one to venture.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 89 rev. 
Write this with angels' quills in sacred roll    [on `Mrs. Antonetta Lowr:'  Shall only joy me, that I had a wife.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 90 rev. 
Wrong not dear [sweet] empress [mistress] of my heart  Ayton, Sir Robert  [cf. O1317, P67]  May challenge double pity.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 19 
Ye sons of Antichrist your father dear    `The falling o[f] the church on the Papists at Oreb'  And to their cost at length they thither come. Cetera desunt.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 24 
Ye violets which first appear  Wotton, Sir Henry  `Sir Henry Wotton upon the La. Eliz: of Bohemia' [with only one remaining of `Two othere staves added by another', beg. `Ye glorious trifles of the East']  Th'eclipse and glory of her kind?  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 68v 
Yet were bidentals sacred, and the place  Eliot, John?  [on the duke of Buckingham, 1628]  So Caesar and the greatest Henry died.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14 (attr. William Juxon)  f. 15 
Yonder about the midst he there lies    `One slain with a fall from a hayloft' [`Horseman of New Coll:' Oxford (Malone 19)  Omnis caro faenum est.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 30 
You men of Britain, wherefore gaze you so  James I, King of England  `King James upon the blazing star 1618'  By those that will believe what he dares fear.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 77 rev. 
You nimble dreams with cobweb wings.  Hoskins or Hoskyns, John  `On dreams' [attr. Hoskins in MS. Chetham 8012)]  And make her swear her dreams are true.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 94 
You say I lie; I say you lie judge whether    `To a gentlewoman' [couplet]  But if we both lie let us lie together.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 85v 
You say you love me, ev'n as I love you    `To a sycophant'  I hate, I love thee as mine enemy.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 47 
You wish me to a wife rich fair and young  Harington, Sir John  `A refusal of a learned wife' [pr. Epigrams, 1618]  The learned scholar not the learned wife.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 87 rev. 
You women that do London love so well    `Counsel for ladies to depart the city according to the King's proclamation' [20 Nov. 1622]  Lest honest Adam pay for Eve's offence.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 54 
Your bold petition, mortals, I have seen    `A gracious answer...' [to I697, I937]  Timely repent, lest you untimely die.  Bodley  Eng. poet. e. 14  f. 49v