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A jolly old toper, who could not forbear  Taylor, William  `The dropsical man'  No sooner are tapp'd but give up the ghost.  Yale  c.176  p. 84 
A lady wise as well as fair,  Swift, Jonathan  `An apology to my Lady Carteret, writ in Ireland' [pr. 1733 (Foxon S799; attr. Swift)]  The living luster, of your eyes?  Yale  c.176  p. 125 
A man of learning may disguise  Taylor, William  `A tale'  Found out a cleanlier lover, to lie by her.  Yale  c.176  p. 72 
Are these the crowns that grace the faithful head  Taylor, William  `Epilogue to The siege of Damascus [by John Hughes]'  And leave to future times, a never-dying name.  Yale  c.176  p. 16 
As I on purple tapestry lay  Hoadly, John, 1711_1776  `Anacreon ode the 8th'  Then strove to sleep and dream again.  Yale  c.176  p. 173 
As rival archers who contend for fame  Hoadly, John, 1711_1776  `Prologue to his play of Constancy approved or love in disguise'  Our only last request is you'll__excuse.  Yale  c.176  p. 178 
Be kind my dear Chloe, let's kiss and let's__love  *Walpole, Lady [Catherine]; Yonge, Sir William  `Bouts-rimes given to Sir William Young by Lady Walpole' [and filled up by him]  When he had no shame, and his Eve had no__fear.  Yale  c.176  p. 39 
Belinda with affected mien    `The rival sisters'  Her sister frowns in vain.  Yale  c.176  p. 152 
Cease, cease in epic strains to sing  Hoadly, John, 1711_1776  `Anacreon ode the 16'  Has pierced my soft and yielding heart | From Aurelia's eyes.  Yale  c.176  p. 124 
Cosmelia's charms inspire my lays  Pitt, Christopher, 1699_1748  `A copy of verses delivered to a lady (who painted) waking at Tunbridge'  Like Thisbe through the wall.  Yale  c.176  p. 6 
Dear Cos and Councillor I greet ye,    `An apology to my friend, occasioned by his misconstructing of my compliment to his learned heel in the foregoing poem'  Sheds out its specimen within.  Yale  c.176  p. 52 
Dear Martin Folkes, dear scholar brother friend  Byrom, John, 1692_1763  `A full and true account of a horrid and barbarous murder committed on Epping Forest on...the 10th Jan 1728 on the body of the Cam[bridge] coach'  I'm your humble servant and grand master.  Yale  c.176  p. 97 
Dear Smed, I read thy brilliant lines  Swift, Jonathan, 1667_1745  `His Grace [the Duke of Grafton]'s answer' [to `It was my Lord...', by Jonathan Smedley]  For then your horns shall be your pride.  Yale  c.176  p. 116 
Did sweeter sounds adorn my flowing tongue  Prior, Matthew, 1644_1721  `On charity' [ paraphrase of I Corinthians xiii]  Forever blessing and forever blest.  Yale  c.176  p. 135 
Fly careless nymph from thy pursuer fly    `Advice to Miss R[a]dc[li]ff[e] to avoid Dr. Ashenhurst, who was fond of her'  Plant anything but laurels on his brow.  Yale  c.176  p. 110 
Give ear fair creature to my hapless__love  Hoadly, John, 1711_1776  `A bouts-rimes, in imit[ation] of Thyrsis a youth'  'Tis joy to think thou art no other's__lot.  Yale  c.176  p. 160 
Grant me gentle love said I,  Congreve, William, 1670_1729  `Peti[ti]on'  For love, love, himself's no more.  Yale  c.176  p. 38 
Hail ancient book! most venerable code,  Tickell, Thomas, 1686_1740  `The hornbook' [pr. Dublin 1728 (Foxon T300)]  And at thy handle hang my crutches up.  Yale  c.176  p. 167 
Happy the man who free from cares  Pope, Alexander, 1688_1744  `An ode on solitude. Writ by...before he was twelve years old'  Tell where I lie.  Yale  c.176  p. 1 
Happy the worms, who spun their lives away,  Taylor, William  `A very gallant copy of verses...upon the fine ladies and their fine clothes, at a ball'  And burnt their web, their curious art had made.  Yale  c.176  p. 81 
Hear, all you friends of knighthood    `A ballad on Sir Wm Morgan [of Tredegar] losing the badge of his order' [knighted 1725, among George I's first Knights of Bath when he revived the order]  Whereon you build your glory.  Yale  c.176  p. 4 
Here lies our sovereign the king  Rochester, John Wilmot, 2nd earl, 1647_1680  `King Charles's epitaph'  Nor never did a wise one.  Yale  c.176  p. 180; see also `Here lives a great and might monarchà'. 
How hard 'twill be to go school again  Steele, Sir Richard, 1672_1729  `Epilogue to Tamarlane...'  We'll teach our childen, what we learn'd from you.  Yale  c.176  p. 14 
How ill the motion with the music suits  *Philips, Ambrose? or Jeffreys, George?  `On a company of bad dancers to excellent music'  So Orpheus fiddled, and so danc'd the brutes.  Yale  c.176  p. 54 
How shall I now the nine invoke  Whyte, Laurence  `The broken mug' [attr. Jonathan Swift]  Lest it should into atoms fly.  Yale  c.176  p. 27 
How strangely doth the power of custom rule  Taylor, William  `Another of the same' [on fine ladies and their clothes]  Thus to convert, their old clothes into food.  Yale  c.176  p. 82 
How vain are mortal man's endeavors,  Arbuthnot, John, 1667_1734  `Quid nunc...said to be Mr. Pope's' [on the death of the Duke of Orleans]  Runs the same track it did before.  Yale  c.176  p. 24 
If ever I should chance to meet    `One of thousand, or a mistress for Mr. ___'  Such a girl__might kiss my arse.  Yale  c.176  p. 2 
Indulgent nature to each kind bestows    `On the bursar cutting down a row of trees' [Trinity College, Oxford (?)]  And bears a like antipathy to trees.  Yale  c.176  p. 63 
It is a common observation    `Ardua quam res opibus non tradere mores'  But frame their minds to what they've got.  Yale  c.176  p. 111 
It was my Lord the dext'rous shift,  Smedley, Jonathan, 1671_1729  `A petition to his Grace the Duke of Grafton' [answered by Swift's `Dear Smed...' pr. Dublin, 1724 (Foxon S498)]  To save my own and other souls.  Yale  c.176  p. 115 
Little Cupid one day  Hoadly, John, 1711_1776  `Anacreon ode the 40th burlesqued'  Sunt cetera, De.  Yale  c.176  p. 40 
Little girl in swaddling clothes,  *Yonge, Sir William; Pattison, William  `On Lord Hervey's daughter, a month old, in imitation of [Ambrose] Phillips'  Till she's in her bridal bed.  Yale  c.176  p. 69 
Long have you seen the Greek and Roman name    `Prologue to Busiris'  And 'tis your virtue swells into your eyes.  Yale  c.176  p. 62 
Most true it is I dare to say  *Pope, Alexander, 1688_1744; Bath, William Pulteney, earl  `A ballad. The discovery: or The squire turned ferret' [on Mary Toft; pr. 1727 (Foxon D328)]  He then might show his own.  Yale  c.176  p. 18 
My good masters give ear, and a story you'll hear,    `A ballad'  So 'tis proper that here we should leave 'em.  Yale  c.176  p. 184 
My muse, that moves but slowly... | On,  Lisle, Thomas, of Magdalen College, Oxford  `A tale by...[aged] 14 to my Lady Phillips'  Here's bon repos, and so good night.  Yale  c.176  p. 9 
My very good Dean, there are few that come here  Fownes, Sir William, d. 1735  [reply (attr. John Carteret, 2nd earl of Granville) to verses by Swift: `My very good lord...']  But have something to ask, or something to fear.  Yale  c.176  p. 3 
My very good Lord, 'tis a very hard task  Swift, Jonathan, 1667_1745  `Verses writ on a window, at Ld Carteret's [earl of Granville]'  That I should thus wait, who have nothing to ask.  Yale  c.176  p. 3 
No, no, for my virginity  Prior, Matthew, 1644_1721  `A true maid'  Rose, were you not extremely sick.  Yale  c.176  p. 181 
Old Horace says, a man who us'd to expose  Steele, Sir Richard, 1672_1729  `Prologue for Tamarlane acted by Mr. Newcome's school...'  After this ample petticoat, and hoop.  Yale  c.176  p. 13 
Old Zoilus the sourest Dame Critice bore    `The session of critics' [pr. 1737 (Foxon S225)]  For his edicts declare much spite and no wit.  Yale  c.176  p. 106 
Pan assist my homely song    `On a cow t[ur]d'  And by thee mankind increases.  Yale  c.176  p. 85 
Parent of arts, whose skillful hand first taught  Lyttelton, George Lyttelton, 1st baron, 1709_1793  `Blenheim' [pr. 1728 (Foxon L330)]  And other Blenheims, shall adorn the land.  Yale  c.176  p. 88 
Pious Belinda goes to prayers  Cowper, William, 1731_1800  `Song'  Or I of her a sinner.  Yale  c.176  p. 38; see also `Pious Selindaà'. 
Quoth John to his teacher good Sir if you please  Taylor, William  `Quoth John to his teacher'  But a sourheaded saint will be ever vexation.  Yale  c.176  p. 159 
Raise veiny marble from its bed below,    `A receipt for a running frush in a horse's foot'  It may do good__at least will do no harm.  Yale  c.176  p. 138 
Sir R[obert] his merit and interest to show    `On Sr. R. W[alpol]e being made Knight of the Garter' [ 26 May 1726]  Odd numbers are lucky, he looks for a third.  Yale  c.176  p. 7 
Some say that Seignior Bononcini  Byrom, John, 1692_1763  `The contest'  'Twixt Tweedledum and Tweedledee.  Yale  c.176  p. 3 
Sylvius thy art does claim more noble lays  Bedford, Wriothsley Russell, 3rd duke, 1708_1732  `Verses writ by the present duke of Bedford, at 13 years of age, on Mr. Whood's drawing Mr. Taylor's picture very like'  And Van Dyck own himself by thee outdone.  Yale  c.176  p. 162 
The entertainment we present today,  Taylor, William  `Prologue to Tamarlane [at Mr. Newcome's school]'  You see we are but men__and men may err.  Yale  c.176  p. 79 
The little god of love I found  Hoadly, John, 1711_1776  `Anacreon ode the 59'  Him, fanning with his wings a wound of his own making.  Yale  c.176  p. 114 
The race of critics dull judicious rogues,    `Epilogue [to Edward Young's Busiris]. Spoken by Mr[s]. Oldfield'  Let Nicolini act it if he can.  Yale  c.176  p. 64 
The snow which lately chill'd the fields  Hoadly, John, 1711_1776  `Horace Lib. IV ode vii'  To free his dear Perithous from chains.  Yale  c.176  p. 42 
They tell me gentlemen, 'tis now in vogue  Hoadly, John, 1711_1776  `Epilogue [to Constancy approved]'  To vie with any he that treads this stage.  Yale  c.176  p. 179 
Tho' plagued with algebraic lectures,  Littleton, Edward, of King's College, Cambridge  `A letter from Cambridge to a young gentleman [Henry Archer] at Eton school'  He is a madman, if he feigns__  Yale  c.176  p. 56 
Tho' the mountains and forests be cover'd with snow,  Jessop, Miss [ ]  `A copy of verses wrote by...being stopped in her journey, by the great snows at Nottingham'  Resolve to live happy in spite of the devil.  Yale  c.176  p. 71 
Two bulls there were of high renown,    `The bull feast'  Reel'd as they lov'd home to their lodgings.  Yale  c.176  p. 48 
Two nymphs the most renown'd Sir    `The compe[ti]tion, or the rival nymphs'  And stretch'd their lordship's ears.  Yale  c.176  p. 153 
Under this stone, reader, survey  Evans, Abel, 1679_1737  `Sr. John Vanbrugh's epitaph'  Laid many a heavy load on thee.  Yale  c.176  p. 71; see also `Reader beneath this stoneà', `Lie heavy on himà'. 
Well for mankind had Adam been so dull    `On Mr Jervoise refusing the Lady Sidley a breakfast at Bath'  He by stupidity had sav'd his race.  Yale  c.176  p. 26 
Were I invited to a nectar feast    `Sylvia'  Let who would meet the beauty of the sky.  Yale  c.176  p. 37 
What god, what genius did the pencil move  Pope, Alexander, 1688_1744  `To Sir Godfrey Kneller on his painting for Mr. Pope, the statues of Apollo, Venus, and Hercules'  And strong as Hercules.  Yale  c.176  p. 70 
When Butler (needy wretch) was yet alive  Wesley, Samuel, 1691_1739  `On Mr. [Samuel] Butler's bust erected in Westminster Abbey'  He ask'd for bread, and he receiv'd a stone.  Yale  c.176  p. 39; see also `While/Whilst Butlerà'. 
When Israel's daughters mourn'd their past offenses  Pope, Alexander, 1688_1744  `An epigram' [on the Richmond daughters]  As decent to repent in as to sin in.  Yale  c.176  p. 35 
When Taplow walks the streets, the paviers cry  Evans, Abel, 1679_1737  `On Mr. Taplow, a very fat gentleman'  We thank you Sir and throw their rammers by.  Yale  c.176  p. 7 
When the bright sun his middle station held,  Hoadly, John, 1711_1776  `To the ever sacred and immortal memory of our late sovereign George the 1st'  But with my joys transported woke and rose.  Yale  c.176  p. 174 
When the north wind with his airy forces  Watts, Isaac, 1674_1748  `The day of judgment'  While our hosannas, all along the passage | Shout the Redeemer.  Yale  c.176  p. 67; see also `When the fierceà'. 
When treacherous Hermes, and adulterous Jove  Taylor, William  `On a copy painted by a young lady from Carlo Dolce's Madonna'  The virgin hand, that drew the virgin face.  Yale  c.176  p. 68 
When wise Ulysses from his native coast,  Pope, Alexander, 1688_1744  `Argos Ulysses' dog'  Own'd his returning l[or]d__look'd up and died.  Yale  c.176  p. 36 
When York to heaven shall lift a serious eye    `On the bench of judges'  And think of love and politics no more.  Yale  c.176  p. 122 
While she pretends to make the graces known  Waller, Edmund, 1606_1687  `On a lady who writ in praise of Mira'  Is by her glass instructed how to write.  Yale  c.176  p. 124 
Whilst ancient dames and heroes in us live,  Hoadley, Benjamin, 1676_1761  `Prologue to All for love, spoken to his grace the Duke of Marlborough'  The memory of past actions great and good.  Yale  c.176  p. 181 (attr. B. S.) 
Whilst I was lov'd by thee, and on thy breast    `Horace lib. III ode ix'  Yet with my Horace would I live and die.  Yale  c.176  p. 46 
You lads, and lasses that live at Longleat,  Sheeres, Sir Henry, d. 1710  `A ballad upon a gentleman sitting, on a lady's Cremona fiddle'  He must first make a better, or kiss my bum-fiddle. | Derry [down &c.]  Yale  c.176  p. 163 
Your strains in every breast such ardors raise    `To Sr Richard Steele on his Conscious lovers, by a young lady'  Or is the age with real Bevills blest?  Yale  c.176  p. 44