First Line Index

As death patroll'd the western road, `An epitaph in Twickenham churchyard, in the tomb' Stopp'd short, and stole this worthy man away. Yale c.150 p. 139

At Westminster warehouse are now to be sold `Advertisement' [satire on Zachary Pearce, dean of Westminster] Be pleased to enquire of Zach'ry and Co. Yale c.150 p. 1

Behind an unfrequented glade Prior, Matthew, 1644_1721 `The turtle and sparrow' And knaves and prudes are six times married. Yale c.150 p. 79

Beneath this rough and rustic stone R., D. `Epitaph on Dancer' And as your pass it cry oh dear. Yale c.150 p. 126

Beneath this rugged stone doth lie `Epitaph on a termagant wife written by her husband' And send me anywhere but there. Yale c.150 p. 156

Cease, poets, cease each unavailing tear W., R. `Another [epitaph on Dancer]' More worth than all your incense o'er the dead. Yale c.150 p. 125

Could I like this your sleeve attend B., G. `An impromptu to Miss Traine's sleeve-knot' Unless you made this sleeve a breast-knot. Yale c.150 p. 147

Dancer the fav'rite of the fair C., Miss A. `Epitaph on Dancer' For lovely Catherina dropt a tear. Yale c.150 p. 125

Envy, that loves not merit, ne'er will spare `To Lady T[yrconnel]' And spare thy glorious father's honor'd name. Yale c.150 p. 53

For public service grateful nations raise `To the memory of John Martins gardener a native of Portugal who cultivated here with industry and success, the same ground under three masters, forty years' With leaf unfading under happier skies. Yale c.150 p. 62

Forbear__no scatter'd flowers are wanted here K., J. `Another [epitaph on Dancer]' Fair Kitty's, Fanny's Polly's tender tear. Yale c.150 p. 125

From earth we come, to earth we must return `An epitaph in Dinton church Wilts. Roger Earth, ob. 5 April 1634' But from this earth to heaven Earth's soul is gone. Yale c.150 p. 144

Garrick, no voice nor powers but thine, can tell C., E. `Addressed to David Garrick and sent to him on his quitting the stage' And gain thee plaudits in the realms divine. Yale c.150 p. 122

Greatness, with thy modest eye [part of the epitaph of Simeon Cufand in Basingstoke churchyard, d. 1638] Where such rare perfection found. Yale c.150 p. 5

Grieve not for me, my dearest dear `Inscription on a woman's tombstone in Herts supposed to be addressed to her husband' [answered by `I am not grieved...'] And in short time you'll come to I. Yale c.150 p. 114; see also `For me deceasedà'.

Had Eve in Paradise possess'd that look `On a beautiful lady' And adoration been the first offense. Yale c.150 p. 120

Here I lie entomb'd at my master's expense `The dog's answer' [to `The female who within this tomb...'] To show all my virtues, and his want of sense. Yale c.150 p. 39

Here lies at least a fathom deep `Epitaph on a sailor' And reach the port of heav'n at last. Yale c.150 p. 144

Here lies father mother sister and I Godfrey, John `Epitaph' And I be buried here. Yale c.150 p. 128

Here lies John Jones What young John Jones? Aye. Yale c.150 p. 77

Here lies Madam Wagg `Epitaph' With a pack in her hand. Yale c.150 p. 51

Here lies poor Dancer peace to her departed shade B., G. `Another [epitaph on Dancer]' And o'er her grave let fall one pitying tear. Yale c.150 p. 126

Here lies Sir John Calfe of high renown `Epitaph' [on Sir John Calfe; answered by `O cruel death...'] Who was thrice mayor of this our town. | Honor honor honor Yale c.150 p. 128

I am not griev'd, my dearest life `A wag going by wrote under' [answer to `Grieve not for me, my dearest dear...'] For I must go to bed to she. Yale c.150 p. 114

I am tho' small yet when entire I once contain'd all humankind. Yale c.150 p. 52

I know my dear cuz you'll rejoice when I tell ye `A letter from Miss Feathertop Fashion in town to her friend Miss Cherry Beanblossom in ___shire' Subscribing myself your affectionate friend. Yale c.150 p. 106

I march'd three miles through scorching sand, Swift, Jonathan, 1667_1745 (attr.) `Spoken extempore by...on his curate's complaints of hard duty' [spurious] What mortal else could e'er go through it. Yale c.150 p. 78

I'll tell you a wonderful riddle `A riddle' Yet without it no mortal can live. Yale c.150 p. 36

I'm confined in a case of wonderful make `Riddle' But that no man can see me till my owner is dead. Yale c.150 p. 8

If you're a clever guesser and discreet `Riddle' But a plain simple honest artless story. Yale c.150 p. 2

In a morn when I rise, I open my eyes `A riddle' I fear you would easily guess me. Yale c.150 p. 23

John Gilpin was a citizen Cowper, William, 1731_1800 `The facetious history of John Gilpin, to the tune of Chevy Chase' May I be there to see! Yale c.150 p. 168

King George in a fright Which his conduct exhibit at home. Yale c.150 p. 123

Man! Woman! Thing! For somewhat sure thou art! `A dialogue between death and a Macaroni' Go, wretch, to those like thee, and there repeat thy tale. Yale c.150 p. 105

Man's life is like a winter's day `Another [epitaph]' The longest life but sups and goes to bed. Yale c.150 p. 77; see also `The longest lifeà'.

Meek modest and mild `Epitaph' And it pleas'd God to take her. Yale c.150 p. 127

Often 'tis said, and not in jest `Proposal to the east wind' And no more curses paid to thee. Yale c.150 p. 12

O cruel death more subtle than a fox Tarlton, Richard `Underneath [the tombstone of John Calfe] a wag wrote as followeth' [answer to `Here lies Sir John Calfe'] And worn among his brethren horns, horns, horns. Yale c.150 p. 128

O cruel death, why wert thou so unkind `Epitaph in Willingham churchyard in Cambridgeshire' Which would have been more grateful to me the survivor. Yale c.150 p. 120

O cruel tyrant death thou hast cut down Greenwood, Dr. [ ] `Epitaph by...on his wife' Never let blisters be applied to a lying-in woman's back. Yale c.150 p. 112

O Stanley give ear to a husband's petition `Petition of David Garrick to the Secretary of the Customs requesting him to solicit the commissioners on behalf of his afflicted wife' [satire] And pass my life__and think with Crewe. Yale c.150 p. 61

On Monday it rain'd a great part of the day, `Tunbridge epistle. From Lady Margaret to the Countess of Bxxx' And this is the humor and wit of the age. Yale c.150 p. 50

Once on a time a mother fly, `A fable by a young gentleman in his tenth year' Are sure reveng'd some time or other. Yale c.150 p. 145

Reader behold a genuine son of earth Madan, Martin, 1725_1790 `Epitaph on a fox hunter' [William Abbey, huntsman at Cottesmore] Leap o'er time's narrow bounds and reach the skies. Yale c.150 p. 76

She was, but I want words to tell you what `Epitaph' Ask, what a wife sh'd be, and she was that. Yale c.150 p. 77

Simple I am 'tis own'd and e'en my name `Riddle' And more than once preserv'd a nation's glory. Yale c.150 p. 113

So the first man from paradise was driv'n, Young, Sir William `Impromptu on being sent out of a room for affronting a lady' His Eve went with him,__mine is left behind. Yale c.150 p. 121; see also `Thus Adam look'dà'.

Some strollers invited by Warwickshire Earl, Garrick, David, 1717_1779 [on his slights at Warwick Castle] But a plague on your family dinner. Yale c.150 p. 30

Stay reader and own before you go past her `Written on the back side of the tomb by a lady' [comment on `Here I lie entomb'd...'] Let her be entomb'd and he lie in a ditch. Yale c.150 p. 39

The female who within this tomb is laid `Epitaph on Mr. Bateman's dog at Old Windsor' [answered by `Here I lie entomb'd...'] I know of few so good who have but two. Yale c.150 p. 38

The sultans, by their laws are made `On the Duchess of Norfolk and her company...[dressing nineteen dishes without any attendant for their dinner]' Are good for something when they please. Yale c.150 p. 33

There is a thing 'twixt head and foot `A riddle' And some have none at all. Yale c.150 p. 150

This is in every timber `A riddle' Come tell it if you can. Yale c.150 p. 143

This little babe into the world did peep `Epitaph' So fell asleep. Yale c.150 p. 39

This silent grave it doth embrace `Epitaph' Martha's care, and Mary's better part. Yale c.150 p. 13; see also `Here lies interr'dà', `She/The dame that takesà', `She who hereà'.

Tho' young he was `Another [epitaph] upon an upright stone on the north side of the church of Town-malling in Kent' That sweeps us all away. Yale c.150 p. 39

Three persons sat down in a tavern to play `A riddle' Who guesses this riddle is surely no ninny. Yale c.150 p. 3

To fast for our sins, why it's decent enough But I wish it would give us a stomach to fight. Yale c.150 p. 127

To titles I am born and with pride too I sing `A riddle' [`on a sirreverence given me...'] That no mortal can live with or without me. Yale c.150 p. 2

To various turns and many shifts inured `A riddle' And tho' I hold the reins I never guide. Yale c.150 p. 148

Two gibbets revers'd and the moon in full view [on the name Lloyd] With pitchfork upright a cheese cut in two. Yale c.150 p. 8

Under this stone lies Katherine Gray `Epitaph on a woman who sold earthenware' She in her shop may be again. Yale c.150 p. 3; see also `Beneath this stoneà'.

What beauties, with a grace may do; `Enigma by a lady at Oxford' What 'tis by all means what's I mean. Yale c.150 p. 45

What makes thy face so fair and bright A blooming contradiction. Yale c.150 p. 115

What poignant sorrows did her soul transfix Knight, J. `On the death of Tanetta, Miss F. Pettiward's favorite dormouse' And bring yourself Tanetta back to life. Yale c.150 p. 124

When I was young and debonair Lyttelton, George Lyttelton, 1st baron, 1709_1803 `Impromptu by...on Miss Brown' The fairest girl to me, is Brown. Yale c.150 p. 120

When Neville the stout Earl of Warwick lived here Garrick, David, 1717_1779 `An inscription on the gateway...on [the Earl of Warwick's] inviting some of his friends to see his castle and take a family dinner' He gives us some books and we read 'em. Yale c.150 p. 31

Where the broad pathway fronts yon ancient seat Lovibond, Edward, 1724_1775 `On converting the late Mr. Wooddesson's into a poorhouse and cutting down the trees in front of it' Receiving misery is receiving thee. Yale c.150 p. 64

Why Madam must I tell this idle tale `The tale written to Mrs. ___ at her request' We met as lovers and we parted friends. Yale c.150 p. 17

With God's good leave this is my last will `Blacksmith's will' [25 July 1723] Seal'd and deliver'd in the presence of I. B. Yale c.150 p. 40

With monks and with hermits I chiefly reside `An enigma' [silence] And when talk'd of, I am instantly fled. Yale c.150 p. 138

Would heaven indulgent grant my wish, Chandler, Mary, 1687_1745 `The wish of...' I'd quit the world, nor wish a tear. Yale c.150 p. 14

Ye muses aid me to congratulate By all the blessings, that on earth are found. Yale c.150 p. 56

Union First Line Index of English Verse

13^th-19^th Century (bulk 1500-1800)

Union First Line Index of English Verse

13th-19th Century (bulk 1500-1800)

13^th-19^th Century (bulk 1500-1800)