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A flow'r that does with op'ning morn arise and flourishing the day att ev'ning dies  Prior, Matthew  Vanity of life  & makes us with reflective trouble see That all is destin'd which wee fancy free  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 207-09 
A kind of weight hangs heavy at my heart My flagging soul hangs under her own pitch  Anonymous  Melancholy  & some kind spirit knocks softly att my breast To tell me fate's att hand  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 51-52 
A long adieu to all that's bright Noble or brave in womankind  Flatman, Thomas  Elegy on Mrs K. Philips  Only distinguisht from the common croud By a hing'd coffin or a holland shroud  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 120-21 
A maid that art so fine To thee I still incline  Anonymous  An Italian song  That bonfires on a holy day Were never half so bright  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 131 
A sturdy villain striding stiff and bold As if the highest foe defy hee wou'd  Spenser, Edmund  Disdain  Wer bound about & voided from before & in his hand a mighty iron clubb hee bore  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 69-72 
A sullen damp has seiz'd my soul & I'me uneasy when alone  Anonymous  Conscience  This will a heavenly mansion for you gett Repent betimes before your sun is sett  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 21-26 
Accept brave Vernon in these honest lays That best reward thy joyfull country's praise  Anonymous  Porto bello  Vernon has spoil'd the Portobello fair & blow'd up all itts castles in the air  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p.i 
Ah silly soul what wilt thou say When hee whom earth & heavens obey  Anonymous  Judgement  When that great judge sett on his throne Examins strictly ev'ry one  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 171 
Albacinda drew the dart Albacinda peirc't my heart  Anonymous  A song  But 'tis hard fate that wee endure When only they that wound can cure  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 108 [bis] 
An happy soul and like to God himself Whom no vain glory macerates nor strife  Anonymous    Or wicked joys of that proud swelling pelf But leads a still poor & contented life  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 29 
And in his hand a bended bow was seen And many arrows under his right side  Spenser, Edmund  Description of death  Upon his head hee wore a helmet light Made of a dead man's skull which seem'd a gastly sight  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 8-9 
And therein sat a lady fresh and fair Makeing sweet solace to herself alone  Spenser, Edmund  Mirth  She cou'd devise & thousand ways invent To feed her foolish humour & vain jolliment  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 51 
Are you the chief whom men fam'd Scipio call Are you the much more famous Hannibal  Lee, Nathaniel  The interview of Hannibal & Scipio  Remember great Emilius slain by me & then think last what may thy fortune bee  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 88-91 
As when itt happ'neth that some lovely town Unto a barbarous beseiger falls  Drummond, William; of Hawthornden  Peace of mind  From this so high transcendent rapture springs That I all els defac't not envy kings  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 2-3 
Behold Alexis see this gloomy shade Which seems alone for sorrow's shelter made  Congreve, William  Shade  For fragrant myrtle & the blushing rose Here baleful yew with deadly cypress grows  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 45-46 
But oh beyond description happiest he Who ne're must sail on life's tumultuous sea  Prior, Matthew  Misery of life  Our hopes our joys our pleasures all are vain Our lott is sorrow & our portion pain  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 205 
But soon they heard a most melodious sound Of all that might delight a dainty ear  Spenser, Edmund  Harmony  Was there consorted in one harmony Birds voices instruments winds waters all agree  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 65 
But would you th'roughly purge the vicious stain Exert the man & lett no passion reigne  Anonymous  Life to come  Greed'ly indulge what pleasures now invite & sntach the present moments of delight  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 78-79 
By a just history the mind's improv'd For men are ever by example mov'd  Anonymous  History  & kindle in the soul an active fire & stirr the breast with emulous desire  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 77 
By music minds an equal temper know Nor swell too high nor sink too low  Anonymous  Musick  Our joys below itt can improve & antedate the bliss above  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 96-97 
Can you blame me If from retirement drawn & pleasing solitude  Anonymous    Are not my sorrows full? Can ought bee added? Are you not dead? Too sure  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 111 
Come then my soul I call thee by that name Thou busy thing from whence I know I am  Prior, Matthew  Man's being  & thence with liberty unbounded flyes Impatient to regain her native skyes  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 203-05 
Concerning poets there has been contest Whether they're made by art or nature best  Anonymous  Arrt & nature make a poet  But both ingredients joyntly must unite To make the happy character compleat  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 19-20 
Divine Euripides this tomb we see So fair is not a monument for thee  Heathcote, G  On Euripides  So much as thou for itt since all will own Thy name & lasting praise adorns the stone  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 109 
Doe pious marble let thy readers know What they & what their children owe  Quarles, Francis ?  Epitaph on Mr Drayton (poet)  His name that cannot fade shall bee An everlasting monument to thee  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 58 
Dreams are but interludes which fancy makes When monarch-reason sleeps this mimick wakes  Anonymous  Sleep & dreams  The nurses legends are for truths receiv'd & the man dreams but what the boy beleiv'd  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 72-73 
Entomb'd in earth here Plato's body lies Whose happy soul immortal bliss enjoys  Anonymous  Plato's epitaph  & well might hee deserve most high applause That liv'd so truely up to nature's laws  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 100 
Farewell a long farwell to all my greatness This is the state of man today hee putts forth  Shakespeare, William  Greatnes  Weary & old with service to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 75-76 
Farewell vain world upon whose restless stage 'Twixt love & hope I have fool'd out my age  Anonymous  Farwell  What wretched thing does in that center lye The hollow eccho will reply twas I  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 123-24 
Father of heaven and judge of all the earth Whose word call'd out this univers to birth  Prior, Matthew  A prayer  Afford me strength my weight of woe to beare & make my mind superior to my care  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 209-11 
First draw an arrant fop from top to toe Whose very looks att first sight shew him so  Villiers, George; 2nd Duke of Buckingham  Lord Arlington's picture  Let ev'ry nod of his & subtle wink Declare the fool wou'd talk but cannot think  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 56 
Fix me on some bleak precipice Where I ten thousand years may stand  Anonymous  Eternity  This moments ours; once dead his sin Man cannot expiate with tears  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 160-62 
For priests of all religions are the same Of whatsoe'er descent their godhead be  Anonymous  Preists  For 'tis their duty all the learned think T'espouse his cause by whom they eat & drink  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 46-47 
Forc'd by reflective reason I confess That human science is uncertain guess  Prior, Matthew  Human learning  Remember that the curst desire to know Offspring of Adam was thy source of woe  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 206-07 
From lasting and unclouded day From joys refin'd above allay  Philips, Katherine    Nor Caesar bee dictator there Nor shall Cornelia shed a tear  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 114-15 
From rosy bow'r where sleeps the god of love Hither yee little waiting cupids fly  D'Urfey, Thomas  Dispair  A thousand deaths I'le die Ere thus in vain adore  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 35-37 
From silent shades and the Elysian groves Where sad departed spirits mourn their loves  Anonymous  Bess o' Bedlam  While free from the law In their thoughts is as great as a king  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 6-8 
From small beginnings our misfortunes grow And little rubbs our feet doe overthrow  Anonymous  Misfortunes  A smile is quickly chang'd into a frown Low things goe up & lofty things goe down  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 92 
Give me my lute in thee some ease I find Euridice is dead  Davenant, Charles  Orpheus's song  But all my noble vers adore Itt has more graces then the queen of love  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 137-38 
Go to the wood-clad earth he must And there lye shrivel'd into dust  Anonymous  Mortality  Will never more return again Nor can bee catch't or overta'ne  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 108 [bis] 
Happy are they if any such there be Who live retir'd from worldly busynes free  Anonymous  A country life  More valueable then the syren's voice Pleasant to th'ear & hurtful to the heart  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 196 
Hard by the gates of hell her dwelling is There whereas all plagues & harms abound  Spenser, Edmund  Discord  The monuments whereof there 'bideing been As plain as att the first when they wer fresh & green  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 66-69 
Hence all ye vain delights As short as are the nights  Fletcher, John; or Middleton, Thomas  Melancholy  A look that's fastned to the ground A tongue chain'd upp without a sound  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 110-11 
How does my constant grief deface The pleasures of this happy place  Anonymous  Sorrow  & winds in consort joyning Raise sadly pleasing dreams  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 109 [bis] - 110 
How fondly does man persue imaginary pleasures Which like the evening shadows  Anonymous  Vanity  Sad accounts wee find ourselves poorer Then when wee first sett out  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 87-88 
I drank I lik't it not 'twas rage 'twas noise An airy scene of transitory joys  Prior, Matthew  Drinking  To a wild sonet or a wanton air Offence & torture to the sober ear  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 202-03 
I ha' been studying how to compare This lonesome prison to the pop'lous world  Shakespeare, William; and Tate, Nahum  King Richard 2nd in prison  With nothing shall bee pleas'd till wee bee eas'd With being nothing  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 84-85 
I'll range the shady bower Gather all the sweetest flowers  Anonymous  Dispair  I'le seek some dismal distant shore & never think of woman more  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 14-16 
If Heav'n the grateful liberty would give That I might chuse my method how to live  Pomfret, John  A happy life  For sure no minutes bring us more content Then those in pleasing useful studys spent  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 54-55 
If I thought that gold had power To prolong my life one hour  Anonymous  Gold-useles  Life in toiles why shou'd wee wast Since wee'r sure to die att last  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 10 
In a close lane as I persu'd my journey I spy'd a wrinkled hagg with age grown double  Otway, Thomas  A hagg  With diff'rent-colour'd raggs black red white yellow And seem'd to speak variety of wretchednes  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 76-77 
In silent night when mortals be at rest And bathe their molten limbs in slothful sleep  More, Henry  Human misery  The sighs & groans of weary sleeping beast Seem'd as if sleep ittself their spirits did molest  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 127-31 
In these gay thoughts the loves and graces shine And all the writer lives in evry line  Pope, Alexander  On Voiture the French witt  Have humour witt a native ease & grace No matter for the rules of time & place  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 186-88 
In those cold climates where the sun appears Unwillingly & hides his face with tears  Sheffield, John; Earl of Mulgrave, Marquess of Normanby, Duke of Buckingham  Temple of death  There come in crouds doom'd to one common grave The young the old the monarch & the slave  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 63-64 
In what dark silent grove Profan'd by no unholy love  Anonymous  Repentance  & that the mighty in command Pale cowards there must stand  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 168-70 
In wishing nothing we enjoy still most For even our wish is in possession lost  Anonymous    Wee toss & turn about our feavrish will When all our case must come by lyeing still  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 175 
It is decreed nor shall thy fate O Rome Resist my vow tho' hills wer sett on hills  Jonson, Ben  Speech of Cataline  To bee deny'd when I stood candidate To bee commander in the Pontic warr  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 82 
It must be done my soul but 'tis a strange A dismal & misterious change  Norris, John  The separation  With what a dreadful curiosity Doth she launch out into the sea of vast eternity  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 165-66 
It must be so; Plato thou reason'st well Else whence this pleasing hope this fond desire  Addison, Joseph  Eternity (Cato speaks)  The wide th'unbounded prospect lyes before me But shadows clouds & darknes rest upon itt  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 92 
Kulnazatz my reindeer Wee have a long journey to goe  Anonymous  A winter Lapland song  The waters from her purer limbs New clearnes takes  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 185-86 
Lament your friends with sorrow moderate They are not lost but gon before where fate  Anonymous  Death  & meet att the same inn by several ways & in another world shall see new days  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 34 
Law physic and divinity Be'ng in dispute cou'd not agree  Anonymous  Law phisic & divinity  But if men fools & knaves will bee They'l bee ass-ridden by all three  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 98-99 
Let the dreadful engines of eternal will The thunder roar & crooked lightning kill  D'Urfey, Thomas  The mad-man  Where guarded by a troop of loves The fair Lucinda sleeping lay  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 42-43 
Let the dreadful engines of eternal will The thunder roar & crooked lightning kill  D'Urfey, Thomas  The mad-lover  & not one of 'um proves right & so I fairly bid 'um & the world good-night  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 94-96 
Like hermit poor in pensive place obscure I mean to spend my days of endles doubt  Raleigh, Sir Walter  Dispair  & att my gate dispair shall linger still To lett in death when love & fortune will  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 119-20 
Man makes his fate according to his mind The weak low spirit fortune makes her slave  Anonymous    But she's a drudge when hector'd by the brave  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 115 
Many reports of Zeno's death has fame Spread thro' th'enquireing world; some say the flame  Anonymous  Epitaph on Zeno  & then as if admonish't by the fall I come hee cry'd what needs my fate to call  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 101-02 
Methought some heavenly vision did descend That said my greif & woes shou'd quickly end  Anonymous  Death  In vain I strive in vain man's help implore Ther's none will waft me to the long'd for shore  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 87 
Music's the language of the bless'd above No voice but musick's can express  Anonymous  Musick  Musick shall then exert itts pow'r & sound survive the ruins of the world  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 39-41 
My soul when thou and I Shall on our frighted death bed lye  Anonymous  The parting  The very silence of the room Will represent a tomb  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 156-57 
My time O ye muses was happily spent When Phebe went with me whereever I went  Byrom, John  The melancholy shepherd  No, deity, bid the dear nimph to return For ne're was poor shepherd so sadly forlorn  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 104-07 
New doth the sun appear The mountain's snows decay  Drummond, William; of Hawthornden  On the Spring  & there att that immortal sun's bright rays Deck thee with flowrs which fear not rage of days  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 1 
No common height the muse must soar That wou'd thy fame in numbers try  Newcomb, Thomas  On Dr Burnets theory  Whose fate unmov'd as you persue Wee start & tremble but to view  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 116-18 
No longer Orpheus shall thy sacred strains Lead stones & trees & beasts along the plains  Anonymous  On Orpheus  Yee mortals idly for your sons yee moan If thus a goddes cou'd not save her own  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 108 
Nor could the winter's cold nor pouring rain Nor scorching heat or sicknes tame this man  Anonymous  On Zeno's cloak  For day & night by restles study charm'd The labour of his mind his body warm'd  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 101 
Nor you ye blest immortals with disdain Look on an idle poet that can raise  Anonymous  Part of a Pindarick ode (being Pindar's praise of a private life)  Shows what wee ought to hate & what to love & to itts proper use chains upp each flying hour  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 3-4 
Northward beyond the mountains we will go Where rocks lye cover'd with eternal snow  Anonymous  Contentment  Wee to ourselves will all our wishes grant & nothing coveting can nothing want  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 85 
Not the soft whispers of the southern wind That play thro' trembling trees delight me more  Anonymous  Praise of Vers  As to the weary swain with cares oppress't Beneath the sylvan shades refreshing rest  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 44 
Now measur'd out my days 'tis here I rest That is my body but my soul his guest  Overbury, Sir Thomas  Sir Thomas Overbury's epitaph  Only this dust shall here in pawn remain That when the world's dissolv'd she'l come again  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 54 
O Dorset I am rais'd I'm all on fire And if my strength cou'd answer my desire  Anonymous  On King William  Then fir'd with fame & eager of renown Resolves to end the war  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 52-53 
O we must change the scene In which the past delights of love wer tasted  Otway, Thomas  Poverty  Want is the scorn of ev'ry wealthy fool & witt in raggs is turn'd to ridicule  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 80-81 
O'er this marble drop a tear Here lyes fair Rosalind  Monck, Mary  Epitaph on Rosalind  All mankind was pleas'd with her & she with all mankind  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 52 
Of all the causes which conspire to blind Man's erring judgement & misguid the mind  Anonymous  Pride  For as in bodys thus in souls wee find What wants in blood & spirits swell'd with wind  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 97 
Oh solitude my sweetest choice Places devoted to the night  Philips, Katherine  Solitude  When their hard fate makes them endure Such woes as only death can cure  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 38-39 
Poets of all men have the hardest game Their best endeavours can no favours claim  Sedley, Sir Charles  Epilogue to Mulbery Garden  No poet can from this one comfort faill The best ne're pleas'd nor worst displeas'd you all  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 138-39 
Pythagoras embracing magic art Hunted for praise of men without desert  Anonymous  On Pythagoras  Thou beatst the soul of my dear freind I fear Nothing more certain for his voice I hear  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 102 
Reader since it is the fashion To bestow some salutation  More, Henry  Dr Moor's to the reader  Nor doe thou reader rashly brand My rhimes 'fore thou them understand  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 132-35 
Reader stay and tho' I have no more to say  Anonymous  Epitaph on Philip Gray  For if such men as hee cou'd die What surety of life have you & I  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 88 
Reader wonder think it none Tho' I speak & am a stone  Fletcher, Giles, the younger ?  Epitaph on P. Henry (suppos'd to ha' been poison'd)  All that read wou'd by & by Melt themselves to tears & dye  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p.v 
Retir'd from ev'ry mortal's sight The pensive Damon lay  Tate, Nahum  Dispair  Att last so deep a sigh hee drew As bore his life away  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 83-84 
Say queen of birds when soaring starry height Whose tomb itt was or'e which thou tookst thy flight  Anonymous  Another [i.e. epitaph on Plato]  The soul of Plato to Olympus flys Whose body here in native Athens lyes  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 100 
Seek not to know tomorrow's doom That is not ours which is to come  Anonymous  Tomorrow  Hee who secure within can say Tomorrow doe thy worst for I have liv'd today  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 49-50 
Seek not to know what must not be reveal'd Joys only blow where fate is most conceal'd  Anonymous  Fate unknown  All must submit to their appointed doom Fate & misfortune will too quickly come  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 11 
She's gone! The beauty of our isle is fled Our joy cutt off the great Maria dead  Anonymous  On Queen Mary 2nds death  Least Albion's enemyes with impious breath Profane our sighs & triumph in her death  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 57-58 
Since all great souls still make their own content Wee to ourselves may all our wishes grant  Anonymous    For nothing coveting wee nothing want  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 149 
Since all the world's so gay and free Why shou'd not wee?  Anonymous  Pleasure  Nay she too in the grave Shall lie like us despis'd  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 30-32 
Since decaying age had sunk him low And all the native majesty was lost  Anonymous    & leave the weary body to enjoy An honourable rest from care & sicknes  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 113 
Sleep on my love in thy cold bed Never to bee disquieted  Anonymous  Death  Divided with but half a heart Till wee shall meet & never part  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 124-25 
Soft charmer of our cares whose kind relief Gives us each night a respite from our grief  Anonymous  A dream  And least the joy should bee too quickly past Renew the dream each night to make itt last  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 32-34 
Some few by temp'rance taught approaching slow To distant fate by easy journys goe  Anonymous  Old age  Still quitting ground by unperceiv'd decay & steal myself from life & melt away  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 47-48 
Still in our ears Andromache complains & still in sight the fate of Troy remains  Anonymous  On Homer  Whose birth cou'd more then one poor realm adorn For all the world is proud that hee was born  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 108 
Still sacred shade thy writings shall be read 'Till even arts are with their founders dead  Beckingham, Charles  On Mr Row  Oblivion is the common mortal's doom But thou shall't live when dead & flourish in thy toumb  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 57 
Stranger whoe'er thou art that passest by Within this tomb a noble pair doth ly  Anonymous  On Polemo & Crates (bur'yd together)  Both equal in their praise both equal freinds Both liv'd alike & both had equal ends  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 101 
Stripp'd of their green our groves appear Our vales lye buryed deep in snow  Motteux, Peter Anthony  Winter quarters  When Damon's gon can ease or pleasure bring Winter brings Damon winter is my spring  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 189-90 
Such was Democritus The witty & wise & grace of Elis City  Anonymous  On Democritus  The first that e're I read who cou'd att once supply Serious delight & sportive gravity  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 102-03 
Sweet are the charms of her I love more fragrant than the damask rose Soft as the down of turtle dove gentle as wind when zephir blows  Booth, Barton    Love will the univers controul when dieing seasons loose their name Divine aboads shall oun his pow'r when time & death shall bee no more  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p.iii 
Take wing my soul & upwards bend thy flight To thy originary feilds of light  Norris, John  The elevation  'Tis true but don't of folly past complain But joy to see those bless't abodes again  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 172-73 
Tell me O great all-knowing God What period  Anonymous  The prayer  Or lett me by a dull disease Or weakned by a feeble age decay  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 152-53 
Tell why so much of wrangling breath is spent When man's the poor & wretched argument  Anonymous  Man's folly  And tho' in ambuscade the mischeif lyes Kill me itt may but shall not me surprize  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 93-94 
That darksome cave they enter where they find The cursed man low sitting on the ground  Spenser, Edmund  Dispair  & hid his face thro' which his hollow eyne Lookt deadly dull & stared as astound  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 64-65 
The graces for a temple safe and strong 'Gainst all decays of time in search full long  Anonymous  On Aristophanes  After much pains & difficult to please Found out the soul of Aristophanes  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 103 
The greatest knowledge we can ever gain From studying nature books or men  Anonymous  Knowledge  & my great victory enjoy & not as now still labour on & die  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 173-74 
The soul 'tis true condemn'd awhile by fate To this dull prison greives the pressing weight  Anonymous  The soul  She spurns her cage & takes unbounded flight To Heav'n her blisful home & to ethereal light  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 44-45 
The squadrons soon begin the tragic play And with their smoky cannon banish day  Anonymous  A sea-fight  Born under diff'rent starrs one fate they have The ship their coffin & the sea their grave  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 56-57 
The ways of Heav'n are dark and intricate Puzzled in mazes and perplex't in errors  Addison, Joseph  Provydence  Nor sees with how much art the windings run Nor where the regular confusion ends  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 91 
There the sun with glorious ray Chaseing shady night away  Anonymous  Elyzium  Trees that ever fruit doe bear But allways in the blossom are  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 109 
These eyes are made so killing That all who look must die  Anonymous  Beauty  'Tis fatal to come near me For death is in my eye  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 41-42 
These were my breast inspir'd with equal flame Like them in beauty shou'd bee like in flame  Anonymous  Description of the country  Rich industry sitts smileing on the plain & peace & plenty tell a George's reigne  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 59 
This tomb be thine Anacreon all around Let ivy wreath let flowrets deck the ground  Anonymous  On Anacreon  So will thy ashes yet a pleasure know If any pleasure reach the shades below  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 107-08 
This way the queen will come this is the way To Julius Caesar's ill-erected tower  Shakespeare, William; and Tate, Nahum  The parting of Richard 2nd & his queen Isabella  One more Ile take farewel my love My royal constant dear farwel for ever  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 190-95 
Thrice happy he who by some shady grove Farr from the clam'rous world doth live his own  Drummond, William; of Hawthornden  Solitude  The world is full of envy troubles slights Woods harmles shades have only true delights  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 1-2 
Thus to Glaucus spake Divine Sarpedon since hee did not find  Anonymous  Sarpedon's speech to Glaucus  & bravely on till they or wee or all A common sacrifice to honour fall  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 122-23 
Time where didst thou inter those years O where which I have seen decease  Anonymous  The review  & teacheth me that each new day Did only vary sin  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 167-68 
Tis not on store of sprightly wine Nor plenty of delicious meats  Anonymous  A freind  Tis not on these wee for content depend So much as on the shadow of a freind  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 109-108 [bis] 
Tis to the vulgar death too harsh appears The ill wee feel is only in our fears  Garth, Sir Samuel; Dryden, John  Death  Where now is Homer who possess't the throne The immortal work remains the mortal author's gon  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 61-62 
To be or not to be that is the question To die to sleep perchance to dream  Shakespeare, William  Futurity  & makes us rather bear those ills wee have Then fly to others that wee know not of  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 74-75 
Try then O man the moments to deceive That from thy birth attend thee to thy grave  Prior, Matthew  Pleasure  In vain on silken beds I sought repose & restles oft from purple couches rose  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 200-01 
Twas at the royal feast for Persia won By Philip's warlike son  Dryden, John  Alexander's feast  On the brave earth expos'd hee lyes With not one freind to close his eyes  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 12-14 
Underneath this sable hearse Lies the subject of all verse  Browne, William  Epitaph on C. of Pembroke  Shall turn statue and become Both her mourner and her tomb  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 126 
Unhappy wit like most mistaken things Attones not for that envy which itt brings  Anonymous  Witt  The fame with pains wee gain but loose with ease Sure some to vex but never all to please  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 97-98 
Wake wake Quevira our soft rest must cease & fly together with our country's peace  Dryden, John  On the conquest of Mexico  Where bounteous nature never feels decay & op'ning budds drive falling fruits away  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 5 
War's fatal alarms and the noise of great fights Shall never entice me from safer delights  Anonymous  On a peacefull life  To glory by dangers I ne're will aspire But laugh att the bubbles mankind doth admire  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 5 
Welcome thou soft retreat Where th'injur'd man may fortify  Anonymous  The tomb  & when I'me lost in death's cold night Who will remember now I write  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 154-55 
Well whate'er sins by turns have sway'd me Ambition never reach't my heart  Anonymous  A private life  These afford a lasting pleasure Without guilt & without measure  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 199-200 
Well-sounding verses are the charm we use Heroic thoughts & vertue to infuse  Anonymous  Praise of poetry  By the loud trumpet which our courage aids Wee learn that sound as well as sense pervades  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 19 
What high perfections grace the human mind In flesh imprison'd & to earth confin'd  Anonymous  The human mind  Can look beyond the stream of time & see The stagnant ocean of eternity  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 77-78 
What madness is the pomp the noise the splendor The frantick glory of this foolish life  Anonymous  Human life  Life's nothing but a dull repetition A vain fantastick dream ther's an end of't  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 81 
What place is here What scenes appear  Anonymous  Woodstock Park  Cristal floods With wild variety surprize  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 109 [bis] 
When I go musing all alone Thinking of divers things foreknown  Anonymous  Melancholy  No gemm no treasure like to this 'Tis my delight my crown my bliss  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 26-29 
When my face it is thin and my cheeks do look pale When my forehead hath wrinkles and my eysight doth fail  Anonymous  The old woman's wish  Our life's but a vapour our body's but clay O let me live well tho I live but one day  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 17-18 
When night the drowsy swain and traveller cease Their dayly toil and sooth their limbs with ease  Anonymous  Night  & brings descending thro' the silent air A swift forgetfulnes of human care  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 48-49 
When Shakespeare Jonson Fletcher rul'd the stage They took so bold a freedom with the age  Scroope, Sir Carr  Usefulnes of satyrical verses  So when a vice ridiculous is made Our neighbours shame keeps us from growing bad  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 20-21 
When the still night with peaceful poppies crown'd Had spread her shady pinions or'e the ground  Garth, Sir Samuel  Sleep  Sleep shakes itts drowsy wings or'e mortal eyes Mirmillo is the only wretch itt flyes  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 99-100 
Where have I wander'd in what way Horrid as night  Anonymous  The wanderer  If thou bee there tho' the seas roar I shall no gentler calm implore  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 162-65 
Where is that fool philosophy That bedlam reason & that beast dull sense  Anonymous  God's greatnes  But who th'allmighty fear deride Pale death & meet with triumph in the tomb  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 158-60 
Wisdom's an evenness of soul A steddy temper which no cares controul  Anonymous  On wisdom  No passions ruffle no desires inflame Still constant to ittself & still the same  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 53 
With him went danger cloth'd in ragged weed Made of a bear's skin that him more dreadful made  Spenser, Edmund  Danger  & with the terror of his countenance bold Full many did affray that els fain enter would  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 60 
Yet take thy bent my soul another sense Indulge add musick to magnificence  Prior, Matthew  Musick  Condemn'd eternal changes to persue Tir'd with the last & eager still for new  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 201-02 
Your present fair nun Has your vassal undone  Brown, Thomas  Thanks to a nun  Let it bee what itt will I'le swear like a dragon Or gamester that loses & has not a ragg on  U. Leeds, Brotherton  Lt 15  p. 103-04