First Line Index

First Line Author Title Last Line Library Shelfmark Folio

'Tis innocence and youth which makes `On a young lady: playing with a snake' A marble one, so warm'd would speak. Yale c.360/1 p. 179

'Tis true unknowing of the distant coast `Sylvia's complaint to Cato' [on the South Seas bubble, c. 1720] And be for once the gallant of the age. Yale c.360/1 p. 205

'Twas bright Augusta's nuptial morn Lockman, John, 1698_1771 `The sylph__a cantata, written by...on the occasion of the marriage of her Highness Augusta Princess of Saxe-Gotha with his royal Highness Frederick, Prince of Wales, on Tuesday April the 27__1736' Scorns the feeble hand of art. Yale c.360/1 p. 141

'Twas fancy that made Delia fair `On fancy in love' Narcissus and a pail of water. Yale c.360/1 p. 267

A beggar can bang a man of estate `A rencounter between a gentleman and a beggar' By heaven 'tis all a joke. Yale c.360/1 p. 217

A certain Presbyterian pair `The matrimonial consummation' The parson sung a psalm. Yale c.360/1 p. 223

Except [accept] a miracle instead of wit Young, Edward `Two lines wrote by a gentleman who borrowed a pencil of the Earl of Chesterfield' See two dull lines by Stanhope's pencil writ. Yale c.360/1 p. 125

Accursed wretch, whose impious pen blasphemes `An answer to a vile epitaph' Of envy, malice, infamy, and hate. Yale c.360/1 p. 305

Ah cried Arsenia, long in wedlock blest `Epigram' But in the third__alas__became a bride. Yale c.360/1 p. 127

Ah lovely Celia, why so coy `To a young lady who refused an offer of marriage' My former face, or former mind. Yale c.360/1 p. 281

Ah pretty fav'rite were thou blest with sense `To a lady's lapdog__wrote 1727' Thou lack'st his reason and he lacks thy place. Yale c.360/1 p. 35

Alexis saw me and I saw him `Some lines out of a poem on his royal Highness Frederick prince of Wales and Miss Vane, daughter of Ld Barnard and maid of honor to Queen Caroline' And got the likenesss of the father. Yale c.360/1 p. 253

All nature's works in Frederick does appear `On Miss Frederick, wrote at Tunbridge Wells__1733' Seems unregarded by herself alone. Yale c.360/1 p. 37

Appearance bubbles all mankind `Wrote on a window at Bury in Suffolk' And piety a bawd. Yale c.360/1 p. 295

As Anstis was trotting away from the chapter `On the Dukes of St. Albans, Marlborough, Kingston, and Portland being made Knights of the Garter__April 1741' So the King saves his money, and God save the King. Yale c.360/1 p. 127

As fierce invaders when they sack a state `To Mrs Briscoe on her coming to Tunbridge Wells in Kent for the recovery of her health__1713' Those gave a goddess life, and these restore. Yale c.360/1 p. 73

As Peyton's person and more lovely mind `Answer to the foregoing' [`Did Peyton's lovely person...'] Who are not proud to wear her pleasing chains. Yale c.360/1 p. 35

As when our eyes fix'd on some royal seat `To Mrs Brookes at Tunbridge Wells __1713' To make thee Queen of Rivers as before. Yale c.360/1 p. 77

At length the pompous yacht is come Brown, Rev. [ ] `Verses on his Majesty King George the first's safe arrival in England after having been to visit his German dominions in the year 1723' Thy fleets from ev'ry land can bring. Yale c.360/1 p. 183

Auspicious health appear'd divinely bright `On health' Find ease in chains, or anguish in a crown. Yale c.360/1 p. 181

Be kind my dear Chloe, let's kiss and let's__love `Bouts-rimes given by Lady Walpole to Sir William Young, Knt of the Bath and ___ and filled up by him' When he had no shame, and his Eve had no__fear. Yale c.360/1 p. 149

Before creating nature will'd `Riddle on nothing' Read, and you have it for your pains. Yale c.360/1 p. 45

Behold the Lilliputian throng `A riddle, on the jacks of a harpsichord or spinet' They mount, and as they mount, they sing. Yale c.360/1 p. 9

Beneath these moss-grown roots, this rustic cell West, Gilbert, 1703_1756 `Verses at the Hermitage at the earl of Westmoreland's in Kent...in the inside over the door' [attr. G. Lyttelton] What drawing room can boast so fair a train. Yale c.360/1 p. 259 (attr. G. Lyttelton)

Beneath this gravel, and these stones `Epitaph' [on John Tissey] And he replied, all flesh is grass. Yale c.360/1 p. 51

Between extremities on either side `On the new passing-house at Tunbridge Wells, 1713' That Sylvia's neck is not the whitest place. Yale c.360/1 p. 85

Boast not mistaken swain thy art B., A. `A copy of verses sent to Ensign William Farrell of the Second Regiment of Foot Guards, on Friday August 15__1740 when encamped on Hounslow Heath__by a lady unknown' Whom love has render'd blind. Yale c.360/1 p. 67

Bone and Skin, two millers thin Byrom, John, 1692_1763 `Made extempore by Mad Byron [sic] on two millers of Manchester (who were both very thin men) being tried and punished by the mayor (a very fat man) for ingrossing all the corn in a time of scarcity' That flesh and blood, won't bear it. Yale c.360/1 p. 157

Brave Walworth, knight, lord mayor that slew `Wrote under the effigy of Sir Wm Walworth Knt in Fishmonger's Hall London' A dagger to the city arms. Yale c.360/1 p. 165

Bright as the day, and as the morning fair `Epigram' Such Chloe is__and common as the air. Yale c.360/1 p. 89

Britons in me you may behold of late `A riddle on a man's beard' I'm without female aid, the product of the male. Yale c.360/1 p. 3

Busy, curious, thirsty fly Oldys, William, 1696_1761 `The fly' Will appear as short as one. Yale c.360/1 p. 275

By birth 'tis a bastard, incestuous in love `A true account of a monster called a Yahoo' 'Tis a priest, that fears neither God nor the devil. Yale c.360/1 p. 265

Cease, generous bard, to waste thy noble fire `To an anonymous poet, who undertook the defense of a person of distinction, unjustly attacked' What thanks are due to thy protecting Muse. Yale c.360/1 p. 177

Chaste Hippolyte, and Paris fair, Ulysses wise and sly, `An epitaph at Tunbridge on Richard de Clare, Earl of Gloucester, who deceased July the 14 A:D. 1262...Englished' Aeneas kind, fierce Hector, here jointly entomb'd lie. Yale c.360/1 p. 217

Chetwood as fame reports, thus spoke to Kate, `An epigram on Mrs. Clive the actress__late Miss Rafter__1740' [answered by `Thou that hast neither shame...'] I ne'er ask'd aught of God, and why should God of me. Yale c.360/1 p. 57

Clodio retiring to his room `On a lawyer who was shot in his posteriors while he was exposing them in Lincoln's Inn Gardens' We've fairly got in tail. Yale c.360/1 p. 307

Colley has tun'd again his fife `On the New Year's ode for the first of January 1735/6 composed by Colley Cibber poet laureate a pastoral' [satire] Not yet; ___'s death. Yale c.360/1 p. 103

Could but our tempers move like this machine `On a watch' And everlasting joy, when time shall be no more. Yale c.360/1 p. 121

Cries Celia to a reverend Dean `Epigram' They cannot find a priest. Yale c.360/1 p. 61

Dear Betty leave your nasty pages `On seeing the foregoing verses [`The muse this morn...', addressed to Betty Jeffreys]' It instructs the mind, and charms the sight. Yale c.360/1 p. 31

Dear, little, pretty, favorite ore Fielding, Henry, 1707_1754 `Verses addressed to a half-penny, which was given to a beggar by a lady and a gentleman [the author] who saw it gave him sixpence for it' Though he should keep me out of heaven. Yale c.360/1 p. 211

Dear Sally, emblem of thy chop-house ware `To pretty Sally at the Lamb...1732' Shrink, and become an undistinguish'd coal. Yale c.360/1 p. 109

Death at a cobbler's door oft made a stand Brathwaite, Richard, 1588_1673 `Death and the cobbler an epigram' The cobbler call'd for's awl, death brought his last. Yale c.360/1 p. 135

Desist, rash youth, for young thou seem'st to be, `To the author of the foregoing verses' [`Maria's charms...', on Miss Mary Turner] Will ever stoop her lot with thine to share. Yale c.360/1 p. 285

Did Peyton's lovely person and her mind agree `On Miss Peyton__wrote at Tunbridge Wells__1733' [answered by `As Peyton's person...'] Has grac'd the image, but defac'd the mind. Yale c.360/1 p. 35

Eyes that improve the luster of the day `Acrostic on Miss [Elizabeth] Vere [later Howard], daughter of Thomas Vere of the city of Norwich, esqr: written at Bury 1734' Envy itself must her bright name revere. Yale c.360/1 p. 61

Fair as creation in its pride `Acrostic on Miss Frances Jeffreys__Bath 1736' Stop muse and wonder, at untainted youth. Yale c.360/1 p. 17

Fair flower, be wise, nor fruitless bloom in vain `To Paloria on a single life...Tunbridge Wells__1727' And crown thy pleasure with a mother's joy. Yale c.360/1 p. 31

Farewell vain world, and thou its vainest part Ibbot, Benjamin, 1680_1725; Pope, Alexander `by D[r.] I[bbo]t finished by Mr. Pope' Inly she bleeds and pants her soul away. Yale c.360/1 p. 153

First in these lines shall young Britannia stand `Remarks on the ladies at Holt in Wiltshire__1731' My mistress kinder, or as old as thee. Yale c.360/1 p. 63

Fly careless nymph, from thy pursuer fly `Advice to Miss R[a]dc[li]ff[e] to avoid Dr. Ashenhurst' Plant anything but laurels on his brow. Yale c.360/1 p. 151

Forgive, dread Sir, an honest untaught muse Haddington, Thomas Hamilton, 7th earl, 1720?_1794 `On the death of Queen Caroline...November__20__1737 to the King' Not vain of knowledge, tho' by Clarke admir'd. Yale c.360/1 p. 93

Four winter months, our senate sits `Written in the reign of King Charles the 2nd' To squander it away. Yale c.360/1 p. 59

From Gotha, fair Augusta full of charms `Extempore verses on the arrival of Princess Augusta' [25 April 1736] A present princess, and a future queen. Yale c.360/1 p. 141

From weight of sordid venal cares `On Miss Talbot's conversing with a lawyer at Bath__1736' Of beauty and of sense. Yale c.360/1 p. 21

From Zembla's ever icy plain `Song sung at Stepney Feast' For a youth of brave toil, an age in repose. Yale c.360/1 p. 291

George came to the crown without striking a blow Philips, Ambrose, 1675_1749 Ah! quoth the Pretender, would I could do so. Yale c.360/1 p. 91

Germania late by Britain's aid could boast `To Mrs Colt__on her being born in Germany__wrote in 1713' And Colt perform what Marlbro' left undone. Yale c.360/1 p. 79

Give credit, but first well beware `Caution' Before thou trust them, who they are. Yale c.360/1 p. 263

God be thanked Andrews, Petit, d. 1711 `An extemporal grace on returning thanks after a scant supper of buttered wheat' But God be prais'd for all. Yale c.360/1 p. 65

God works wonders now and then Harington, Sir John, 1561_1612 `An epitaph by the famous Ben Jonson [!] on Justice Randal of ____ in Surrey' Here lies a lawyer an honest man. Yale c.360/1 p. 159 (attr. B. Jonson)

Granting he did unchristian priest `To Dean Swift, occasioned by the following lines [`Thus Steele, who own'd...'] in his satire on Doctor D.' For ribald wit, to the profoundest hell. Yale c.360/1 p. 279

Grave, yet not prudish, modest yet polite `A character of a young lady' If free, not forward, if sedate not sad. Yale c.360/1 p. 119

Great God whom heav'nly host revere Brown, Rev. [ ] `By the Rev. Mr. Brown' And in the Lord rejoice. Yale c.360/1 p. 193

Great Steele the friend is dead; oh empty name `To the memory of Sir Richard Steele knt. who deceas'd in September 1729. Inscribed to the right honorable Sir Robert Walpole' How just and warm his zeal, how like your own. Yale c.360/1 p. 275

Grieve not for me, for why my race is run `Epitaph on John Russell he decd March__22__1735__aetatis 45' With what just reason can you then complain. Yale c.360/1 p. 325

Happy the man who free from care `The country retirement__written extempore on reading the second epode in Horace' And dies, lamented by his friends. Yale c.360/1 p. 269

Hark, from the tombs, I hear a doleful sound `An epitaph in Beaconsfield churchyard, in Bucks' Where shortly you must lie. Yale c.360/1 p. 151

He made a pun: and to his friend he cried `Elegy on Mr John Tissey. a not-able punster 1732' While puns are puns, or punning men have breath. Yale c.360/1 p. 49

He was an humble obsequious son `An inscription in Thame church in Oxfordshire on Robert Crews who died Jan 7__1731__aetatis 60' Hath scarce been found, or left behind his fellow. Yale c.360/1 p. 171

Hear all ye friends to knighthood `On Sir William Morgan of Tredegar, Knight of the Bath, being robbed of his badge of that order' Whereon you build your glory. Yale c.360/1 p. 171

Henceforth ye learned sots, henceforth forbear `On Miss Fanny Robinson written on a window at Hockrel' And we forget we ever were undone. Yale c.360/1 p. 295

Here lays the actress Mrs. Clive Sheldon, Captain [ ] `Epitaph by...on the false report of Mrs Clive's death' No more she'll play, no more she'll swive. Yale c.360/1 p. 325

Here lies a man who lov'd his horse `On a tombstone in the churchyard at T[h]ame in Oxfordshire on Joseph Rigby...' In honor to his name. Yale c.360/1 p. 161

Here lies John Button, heavens and poles, `Epitaph [on John Button]' Are graves become but Button-holes. Yale c.360/1 p. 69

Here lies one Foot, whose death may thousands save `Epitaph on Mr. Foot' For death himself has now one Foot i' th' grave. Yale c.360/1 p. 251

Here lies the good old knight Sir Harry `An epitaph on the monument of Sir Harry Leigh and his paramour, on which were their effigies. His laying at length, and hers kneeling' He lies along, and she is kneeling. Yale c.360/1 p. 159; see also `Here doth lieà'.

Here lieth one that was born and cried `Epitaph from Camden' Liv'd several years and then he died. Yale c.360/1 p. 51; see also `Here lieth/lies heà'.

Here lieth wrapt in clay `Epitaph [in] St. Michael's, in old London [on William Wray]' I have no more to say. Yale c.360/1 p. 167

Here lig I Martin Eltinbrode `A Scotch epitaph' [Edinburgh churchyard] And ye were Martin Eltinbrode. Yale c.360/1 p. 69

Hereunder lieth a man of fame `The epitaph on Sr W: Walworth, in St Michael's church in Crooked Lane, in old London' Thirteen hundred, fourscore and three odd. Yale c.360/1 p. 165

High as thy genius, on the wings of fame Hesse, J. A. `Acrostic on Handel__1738' Lending such helps, your better part can give. Yale c.360/1 p. 93

Hopeless we own is thy distress Nugent, [ ] `To Lady Lucy Manners, grieved at being censured by some of her own sex' The maid whom every man must love. Yale c.360/1 p. 59

How blest could I in Chloe's heart `Writ in a lady's pocketbook' Another fool might do the same. Yale c.360/1 p. 295

How brimful of nothing's the life of a beau `The life of a beau, a song. Sung by Mrs. Clive at the Theater-Royal in Drury Lane' Such, such is the life of a beau. Yale c.360/1 p. 71; see also `What life is so happyà'.

Howe'er the cause, fantastic may appear `On love' The effect is real, and the pain sincere. Yale c.360/1 p. 191

I that had carried a hundred bodies brave `An epitaph on a sexton at St. Edmundsbury' May I be porter to the gates of heaven. Yale c.360/1 p. 231

If there's delight in love, 'tis when I see That heart which others bleed for, bleed for me. Yale c.360/1 p. 181

If true good sense without a spark of pride `On Micajah Perry__alderman of London__wrote 1741 before the election of the 9th Parliament of Great Britain' And Perry chose by ev'ry patriot vote. Yale c.360/1 p. 179

In hoary age with youthful raptures fir'd `Sent to Miss Dolly Anguish, with Dryden's Fables' But bless that being which your beauty gave. Yale c.360/1 p. 299

In Indian climes, while injur'd Britons rot `To the author of the poem, entitled Consummation__1741' Repair our loss, and fill our isle again. Yale c.360/1 p. 231

In London stands a famous pile Ward, Edward, 1667_1731 `On the remarkable rise of the South Sea and other stocks in the year 1720' Consists in scraps of paper. Yale c.360/1 p. 199

In this most solemn mournful hour `On the death of Dr. Lambert. Master of St. John's Coll__Cambridge' To guard the place where Lambert lies. Yale c.360/1 p. 227

In this repose the secrets of your mind `Verses wrote by a young gentleman on a pocket-book which he gave to his sister' Our vows are perjur'd, and our sighs a jest. Yale c.360/1 p. 299

Indulgent nature to each kind bestows `Epigram wrote by a young student of Oxford on the bursar of St John's College, cutting down a fine row of elm trees' And bears the like antipathy to trees. Yale c.360/1 p. 37

It is thought Mr. Sandys had small reason to boast Taylor, William `On the motion in the House of Commons against Sir Robert Walpole__Friday February 13__1740/1' As if God had sent meat, and the devil sent cooks. Yale c.360/1 p. 91

It's found in most countries, yet not in earth, nor sea `A riddle on the letter M' And always in its proper place, where you may it find. Yale c.360/1 p. 1

John Palfreyman which lieth here `Epitaph [on a basket maker] in Grantham churchyard' Also his father when he dies. Yale c.360/1 p. 231

Let busy rumor, and fantastic fame `To a lady on her complaint that she was censured' But makes herself a witness to thy charms. Yale c.360/1 p. 81

Let much mistaken young recall `On a lady's falling on her face as she was dancing in a public assembly__1741' In private__on her back. Yale c.360/1 p. 225

Life is a jest and all things show it Gay, John, 1685_1732 `Epitaph on Gay's monument in Westminster Abbey, wrote by himself' I thought so once, but now I know it. Yale c.360/1 p. 161

Like a long snake, my slender body moves `Riddle on a lace' But leave 'em when his absence brings on night. Yale c.360/1 p. 115

Little siren of the stage Philips, Ambrose, 1675_1749 `To Signiora Cuzzoni' Leave the Britons, rough and free. Yale c.360/1 p. 181

Long take the crown for it belongs to thee `On Miss Long' And pray fair goddess, whose are more than thine. Yale c.360/1 p. 305

Long, thro' domestic feuds and party rage `Verses occasioned by the united address of both Houses of Parliament to the King__November__21__1739' And o'er the spacious mead, triumphant reign. Yale c.360/1 p. 255

Lovely is her shape and air `Acrostic on Miss Lamborn of Hackney__1741' None can give so sweet a zest. Yale c.360/1 p. 315

Madam to you these tuneless lines I send `Sent to a young lady' And in the lambent flames as just expire. Yale c.360/1 p. 19

Majestic is my look, and tho' my name `A riddle made extempore by a gentleman on a piece of money' That he who dares but imitate me, dies. Yale c.360/1 p. 113

Man whilst alone in Eden mourn'd his state `Acrostic, in praise of marriage' Eve only could content the happy man. Yale c.360/1 p. 33

Mankind from Adam have been women's fools `Epigram' No[t] left us women or not threaten'd hell. Yale c.360/1 p. 211

Maria's charms have won my heart `On Miss Mary Turner of Devonshire Square without Bishopsgate__London__1741/2 rara avis in terra' [answered by `Desist, rash youth...'] Her easy chains to wear Sir. Yale c.360/1 p. 283

Master Kent being desir'd for the speaker to plan `On Kent the surveyor laying out the gardens of Arthur Onslow esqr__Speaker of the House of Commons' And call'd all his trees back__to order. Yale c.360/1 p. 249

May the girl that I love `The wish' And her hair be as black as the devil. Yale c.360/1 p. 213

Mild as the lamb, harmless as the dove `Written on a window' True as the turtle, is the maid I love. Yale c.360/1 p. 9

Most gracious sovereign Lord, our King `A humorous address to King George the 2d. on his accession to the throne of Great Britain June the 11__1727 written by the chaplain of the Orford man of war' [printed: Foxon S13] We're Orford's crew,__and that's enough. Yale c.360/1 p. 269

Muse see thy favorite darling child `On Miss Betty Jeffreys on seeing her dance wrote in the ballroom at Bath 1736' [answered by `The muse this morn...'] And rise the mirror of her age. Yale c.360/1 p. 27

My shape, nor I nor any can reveal `Riddle on echo' I tho' untaught, can talk of all your arts. Yale c.360/1 p. 119

Ne gay attire, ne marbled hall West, Gilbert, 1703_1756 `Father Francis's prayer to St Agnes' [attr. G. Lyttelton] Mine house shall prove an hermitage. Yale c.360/1 p. 259

No hero ever met success `On Mrs Artis (late Miss Pearse of Enfield) making the cockades for all the officers of Colonel Cholmondeley's regiment, against a review__1741' Fair Artis makes the cockades. Yale c.360/1 p. 169

Of low, inglorious, reptile race Doughty, Miss [ ] `A riddle on a louse' Explain ye connoisseurs my name. Yale c.360/1 p. 215

Of the proud Austrian line, the last is laid here `An epitaph on the late emperor of Germany Charles the VI, who deceased, October the 20__1740 translated from the French' No treasure, no council, no army, no friend. Yale c.360/1 p. 219

Often 'tis said, and not in jest `To the east wind__April 1736' [on Princess Augusta's landing at Greenwich] And no more curses paid to thee. Yale c.360/1 p. 137

O royal King, if you'll these faults forgive To royal gin and brandy show the way. Yale c.360/1 p. 53

O sleep! Thou flatterer of happy minds Congreve, William, 1670_1729 `Address to sleep' The wretch by fortune, or by love undone. Yale c.360/1 p. 319

O spotless paper, fair and white Pilkington, Laetitia (Van Lewen), 1712?_1750 `Verses by Miss Talbot...a young lady of 12 years of age' [disowned, and attributed to `Miss Van Lewen', by Catherine Talbot] That which destroys, shall make thee live. Yale c.360/1 p. 19

O thou that labor'st in this rugged mine Madan, Judith (Cowper), 1702_1781 `Wrote by...in her brother's Coke upon Littleton' When tenants in fee-simple, stuff thy coffers. Yale c.360/1 p. 157; see also `O thou who laborestà'.

O thou who rival wits conspire to praise Melmurth, [ ] `On Miss Fanny Jeffreys...written by...at Bath__1736' Than regions vast of barren climes command. Yale c.360/1 p. 25

On the fair banks of gentle Thames `On the sight of some divine poems done by Mrs [Elizabeth] (Singer) [Rowe]' And my devotion rise on her seraphic wings. Yale c.360/1 p. 187

On whether side soe'er I am `A cube' I still appear to be the same. Yale c.360/1 p. 263

Once in a lone and secret hour of night `Lothario's triumph o'er Calista' Within her rising bosom all was calm.... Yale c.360/1 p. 247 (incomplete)

One morning more we may indulge delight `On Miss How's leaving Tunbridge' When How departs all pleasure's at an end. Yale c.360/1 p. 289

Our days until our life doth end `A motto' In labors and in hopes we spend. Yale c.360/1 p. 315

Our hearts unequal to the pain `And why do preachers of the age imagine a vain thing' Lest age or sickness find us. Yale c.360/1 p. 225

Poet 'tis true I must confess `On seeing the two following lines...Condemn me fate to the eternal pain | To see share, ride, and dance and prate in vain' For it ne'er gave a moment's pain. Yale c.360/1 p. 13

Poet we see thro' your design `Answer to the author of [`O thou who rival wits...'] by a lady' That you stand fairest to be blest. Yale c.360/1 p. 25

Quoth the shrieve to the judge, since on you my dependence Whaley, [ ] `On James Mackerel esqr...desiring Sir Laurence Carter...to excuse his attendance, who answered in a pet, that he did not care if he did not see him till the last grand assize' For there your good Lordship can have no commission. Yale c.360/1 p. 227

Reader! Remember, in this vault does lie `An epitaph of Queen Caroline' [d. 20 Nov. 1737] In glory bright__and as an angel there. Yale c.360/1 p. 101

Sally, as the chops you turn `An anacreontic to pretty Sally at the Lamb 1732' Oh the thought is ecstasy. Yale c.360/1 p. 111

Says Apollo to Bacchus, for a frolic let's fly `Apollo, Bacchus and the Graces in Vauxhall Gardens' They open'd the scene and enchanted mankind. Yale c.360/1 p. 163

Senators with plebeians lost their breath May, Thomas, 1595_1660 `A translation from Lucan' To cut the infant's new-spun thread of life. Yale c.360/1 p. 167

Shadrach lies here, who made both sexes happy `Epitaph on Shadrach Johnson...noted for being the father of many children and also for brewing good beer' The women with love-toys, the men with nappy. Yale c.360/1 p. 249

She can with charms release the lovesick mind `On a lady' And whom she will in amorous fetters bind. Yale c.360/1 p. 301

She first departed: he for one day tried `On a gentleman who died the next day after his lady' To live without her, lik'd it not, and died. Yale c.360/1 p. 33 (`departed'); see also `The first deceasedà'.

Sir Robert his merit and interest to show `Epigram on Sir Robert Walpole, Knt of the Bath being made a knt of the Order of the Garter' Odd numbers are lucky, he waits for a third. Yale c.360/1 p. 177

Sir Thomas de Veil thinks it proper to tell `On Sir Thomas De Veil, when first knighted signing his name Sir Thomas De Veil' As witness his writing Sir Thomas de Veil. Yale c.360/1 p. 319

So much dear Pope, thy English Iliad charms `On Pope's translation of Homer' Who 'twas translated Homer into Greek. Yale c.360/1 p. 219

Some people ask what has this Haddock done `On Admiral Haddock's tak[ing] one ship when cruising in the Mediterranean sea__against the Spaniards. 1739' He cruises, takes their ships__how many__one. Yale c.360/1 p. 59

Stay Christian stay, nor let thy haste profane Paterson, John `An epitaph on a young lady [Mrs. R. P.]' And op'ning heaven the newborn angel hails. Yale c.360/1 p. 123 (incomplete)

Stay wretched swain, lie here, and here lament Hopkins, Charles, 1664?_1700? `On the death of Delia' To sing her death, and then no more to sing. Yale c.360/1 p. 287 (incomplete?)

Suppose yourself, as well you may `To a lady who inquired the cause of the moon's eclipse' Between the faithful and the fair. Yale c.360/1 p. 73

Sure naught but disappointment could engage `To the author of the verses on Miss Reade' [`When Hobert's air...'] She's far too bright for thee, thou empty man. Yale c.360/1 p. 263

Surpassing all the joys of Jove above `The motto to consummation a poem' Is consummation in the act of love. Yale c.360/1 p. 221

Sweet bird that sings on yonder spray `Verses at the Hermitage on one side of the shrine' In solitude itself is blest. Yale c.360/1 p. 261

Sylvia the pride and glory of the well `A copy of verses, wrote at Bristol Hot Well__1736 on Miss Woodward' A set of water-drinking souls to love. Yale c.360/1 p. 15

Take, take my dry books, for I'll study no more `On the celebrated Miss Betty Tatton [later Viscountess Ashbrook], written 1739' In thee, all her charms united, we find. Yale c.360/1 p. 55

The Dean must die with idiots to maintain `On Dean Swift's leaving his fortune to build an hospital for idiots' Perish the idiots__and long live the Dean. Yale c.360/1 p. 301

The Dean to idiots, leaves his boundless store `On the same' [Swift's leaving his fortune to build an hospital for idiots] Be wise the rich,__consider thus the poor. Yale c.360/1 p. 301

The doctor puts the case so odd `Epigram occasioned by the dispute between Dr. Stebbing and Mr Foster on the subject of heresy' But oh! the Church has none. Yale c.360/1 p. 241

The eye that can a pitying tear refuse `On Miss Barbara Bartlet who died of the smallpox in November__1741__aetatis 19' To thy cold marble, is that stone it views. Yale c.360/1 p. 247 and p. 323

The fence of a city, and heart of a wood `A rebus on Sir Robert Walpole, Knt of the Garter' Is the name of the man, that's honest and good. Yale c.360/1 p. 89

The glasses crown'd, the absent female name `The Tunbridge toasts__in the year__1713' And by himself drink each forbidding toast. Yale c.360/1 p. 81

The heart of the loaf, and the head of the spring `A rebus on Oliver Cromwell' Is the name of the man, that beheaded the king. Yale c.360/1 p. 1

The King, (God bless him) let's all address him He got from his Parliament. Yale c.360/1 p. 227

The King observing with judicious eyes Trapp, Joseph, 1679_1747 `An epigram on King George the first sending a regiment to be quartered at Oxford and presenting the University of Cambridge with a library' [of Bishop John Moore, 1715; in answer to `The king to Oxford', by Sir William Browne] How much that loyal body wanted learning. Yale c.360/1 p. 163

The line of Vere, so long renown'd in arms Montagu, Charles `An epitaph on the Duchess of St. Albans' They rose in valor, and in beauty set. Yale c.360/1 p. 215

The meekest of creatures inheriting earth `Rebus on Miss Lamborn of Hackney [later Brooksbank] 1741' Contending to clasp the fair nymph in his arms. Yale c.360/1 p. 263 and 321 (incomplete)

The muse this morn, surpris'd to find `An answer to the foregoing [`Muse see thy favorite...', on Miss Betty Jeffreys; answered by `To you my guide...' and `Dear Betty leave...'] And wonder'd at the flame. Yale c.360/1 p. 29

The old Egyptians hid their wit *Brereton, Jane? or Norris, Henry? `On the picture [by William Hoare] of Beau Nash at full length, being placed in Lovelace's Assembly Room at Bath between the busts of Sr Isaac Newton and Mr. Pope' But folly's at full length. Yale c.360/1 p. 131

The pavement of the boundless main `Rebus on Mr Sandford' Clear as the stream, deep as the sea. Yale c.360/1 p. 89

The world is a city full of crooked streets `An old epitaph in the churchyard at Stoke near to Guildford' The rich would live, the poor must surely die. Yale c.360/1 p. 325

There was a man bespoke a thing `Riddle on a coffin' Whether he had it, yea or no. Yale c.360/1 p. 124

There was a thing on earth which scripture doth record `A riddle on the prophet Balaam's ass' Nor dwell in bliss, where blessed souls remain. Yale c.360/1 p. 3

This Sheffield rais'd, the sacred dust below Pope, Alexander, 1688_1744 `The epitaph at first designed for Dryden's monument in Westminster Abbey erected by John Sheffield Duke of Buckingham' Was Dryden once, the rest who does not know. Yale c.360/1 p. 315

Thou stranger, which for Rome, in Rome here seekest Spenser, Edmund, 1552?_1599 `The ruins of old Rome by [Rene du] Bellay, [baron de LaLande]__translated by...' And that is flitting, doth abide and stay. Yale c.360/1 p. 145

Thou that hast neither shame nor sense `Answer to the author of the foregoing scurrilous rhymes' [`Chetwood as fame...'] And still be Kitty's foe. Yale c.360/1 p. 57

Tho' to the human eye I ne'er appear'd `Riddle on nothing' Virgins you'll be and ever must remain. Yale c.360/1 p. 213

Thrice happy pair: whom e'en a very crown `To King William the 3d: and Queen Mary the 2d crown'd April the 11__1689' And come and curse they ever rebels were. Yale c.360/1 p. 147

Thus I to beauteous Delia pray'd `The fatal request' Her smiles too surely kill. Yale c.360/1 p. 125

Thus Steele, who own'd what others writ Swift, Jonathan, 1667_1745 [excerpt from `A libel on Dr. Delany' by Jonathan Swift; answered by `Granting he did...'] Withdrew, to starve and die in Wales. Yale c.360/1 p. 279

Thy duty is a steady thing Cowper, William, 1731_1800 `On a Jacobite parson and poet to the Revd. Dr. T.' While thou hast choice of two. Yale c.360/1 p. 303

Thy verses are eternal, O my friend `Epigram' For he that reads 'em, reads 'em to the[no?] end. Yale c.360/1 p. 35

Thy works, my friend, are monuments of taste `To Mr Roubiliac the sculptor on his marrying Miss Smart' [daughter of Dr. Smart of Chelsea, m. Jan. 1741/42] That you be turn'd to marble with the thought. Yale c.360/1 p. 297

Tindal give o'er, thou ne'er wilt gain thy ends `On Doctor Cockburn and Doctor Conybeare's answers to Doctor Tindal's book wrote by a lady' Whilst cock and coney are the Church's friends. Yale c.360/1 p. 231

'Tis said, that the soldiers so lazy are grown `An epigram on the soldiery' Or a greater consumption of powder. Yale c.360/1 p. 219

To dignities, as none should e'er ascend `On Henry Bromley esqr [1st baron Montfort], member of Parliament for Cambridgeshire, being created a peer__1741' Tho' silent I, all Cambridgeshire would tell. Yale c.360/1 p. 123

To learned Mead, thus Hanmer spoke Murray, William `Epigram, on Shakespeare's pointing to a blank scroll on his monument [in Westminster Abbey]' Snatch'd up a charcoal, and wrote. Yale c.360/1 p. 133

To the Earl says the Countess__what makes you so dull `A dialogue, on William Pulteney esqr being created Earl of Bath__1742' Had you been plain Madam, and I been plain Will. Yale c.360/1 p. 323

To thee, the author of my pining care Poole, Miss [ ] `Verses supposd to be wrote by...and addressed to Peter Delme esqr...1724' Bless thy desires, and crown with joy thy youth. Yale c.360/1 p. 309

To you my guide, tho' unknown friend Jeffreys, Betty `A supposed answer of...[to `The muse this morn...']' Fair fruit from out the rudest vine. Yale c.360/1 p. 29

To[o] plain dear youth these telltale eyes `The generous confession a song given me by Nancy Giles 1742' To strive with love and you. Yale c.360/1 p. 321

Tremendous league, say where is now thy dread `An extempore on the death of the emperor Charles the 7th...10__January 1744/5' Bellisle is taken, and the emperor dead. Yale c.360/1 p. 319

True wit is like the brilliant stone Newcomb, Thomas `On wit written on a window at Mileham' And sparkles while it wounds. Yale c.360/1 p. 297

Under this dust `An epitaph [on Moll Batchellor, an old piewoman at Oxford]' In hopes that her paste shall be rais'd. Yale c.360/1 p. 161; see also `Beneath this dustà', `Here lies Dickà', `Beneath in the dustà'.

Underneath this stone doth lie Jonson, Ben, 1573_1637 `Epitaph on a lady [the Lady Elizabeth L.H.]' To as much beauty as could live. Yale c.360/1 p. 185

Unhappy England, still in forty-one Hanbury Williams, Sir Charles, 1708_1759 `On Sir Robert Walpole Knt. of the Garter, being obliged by the popular clamor, to resign the office of Prime Minister__in the year 1741' And perish'd by a villain that he knew. Yale c.360/1 p. 317

Unhurt untouch'd, I'm black and__blue Rudge, Mrs. [ ] `A riddle on a slate given me by Mrs Rudge' The labor of as many__hours. Yale c.360/1 p. 149

Untaught, unskill'd we paint each noble sound `Riddle on the alphabet' And the young mind for long duration close. Yale c.360/1 p. 117

Upon a sunshine summer's day D'Urfey, Thomas, 1653_1723 `Rural innocence betrayed' In tears to turn her wheel about. Yale c.360/1 p. 195

Upon a time there stroll'd to town `An epigrammatical tale__on Alexander Pope esqr' While there is pride you'll have A. Pope. Yale c.360/1 p. 273

Vain project vain for you to try Earle, Dr. [ ] `To the dissenting ministers, preaching against Popery' The haughty gown, presume to make a joke. Yale c.360/1 p. 253

Vain were the thought t'instruct the verse to flow `On the death of Queen Caroline 1737' And life gush'd out, as he disclos'd the wound. Yale c.360/1 p. 97

We have long been employ'd `A riddle on a seal' Of our worthies still hanging in chains. Yale c.360/1 p. 5

Weep, weep no more like those that vainly deem `An epitaph in Thames Ditton churchyard__Surrey' And all its gilded pleasures only pain. Yale c.360/1 p. 281

Welcome, fair princess, to the shore `To her Highness, Augusta, Princess of Saxe Gotha on her landing at Greenwich, Sunday April the 25 1736' Glad homage pay to thee. Yale c.360/1 p. 139

Well for mankind, had Adam been so dull `On Mr Jervoise's refusing Lady Sidley a breakfast at Bath' He by stupidity, had sav'd his race. Yale c.360/1 p. 159

Well Tunbridge I have seen thee thro' and thro' `On Tunbridge Wells in Kent__1736' And with the season, the dull farce complete. Yale c.360/1 p. 11

What artist's hand, dear Madam, yet was seen `To Doctor Gardiner's lady, complaining of her picture drawn by Heins of Norwich 1732' Can ne'er be drawn but by a hand divine. Yale c.360/1 p. 103; see also `Justly to copyà'.

What could our gracious king do more `To the Duke of Argyll on his disgrace__May__1740` Thus to lose what virtue gain'd. Yale c.360/1 p. 43

What Gallia's fleets could never do `On Sir W bowing to Miss Buncomb at Bath, 1736' Submits to your bright eyes. Yale c.360/1 p. 23

What guards the city from the foe `A rebus, on Miss Wallace' The fairest fair one's name afford. Yale c.360/1 p. 89

What innocence is said to wear `A rebus on Miss White' Speak her who of my heart is queen. Yale c.360/1 p. 87

What on the steeple's turn'd by wind `A rebus on the Lady Vane, wife of Lord Vane' Gives name to her who's fair and kind. Yale c.360/1 p. 89

When all was wrapt in dark midnight Mallet, David, 1705?_1765 `William and Margaret, a ballad' And word spake never more. Yale c.360/1 p. 241

When Arria pull'd the dagger from her side `Paetus and Arria' [Martial, ep. I.xiii] I die by that which Paetus must receive. Yale c.360/1 p. 241

When Artimesia sings, my ravish'd ear `Verses wrote at Tunbridge Wells__1733' And with her sprightly wit, enslaves my heart. Yale c.360/1 p. 37

When Caesar died he brav'd each killing wound Winchilsea, Anne Finch, countess, 1666_1720 `Verses said to be wrote by Lady Anne Howard third daughter of Charles earl of Carlisle' Where blushes rose in scorn of human race. Yale c.360/1 p. 151

When first the seals the good Lord King resign'd `On Lord Hardwicke being appointed Lord High Chancellor of Great Britain in the room of Lord Talbot deceased' His years no less may yield the world surprise. Yale c.360/1 p. 221

When high the greatest monarch's fame was blown `To Mrs Colt, at Tunbridge Wells 1713' He only could command, but you inspire. Yale c.360/1 p. 77

When Hobert's air, and captivating eyes `Satire on Miss Reade [later Willis], late of Hackney, wrote at Bath__1741' [answered by `Sure naught but disappointment...'] And quit the Mammon of unrighteousness. Yale c.360/1 p. 257

When Hulse for some trifling unorthodox jests `On William Cheselden esqr, surgeon to the late Queen Caroline' Now damn you (says he) who says I'm a fool. Yale c.360/1 p. 209

When I first the Lord Holdernesse saw Montagu, Miss [ ], b. 1719 `on the Earl of Holdernesse then about 15 years of age wrote by Miss Montagu daughter of Lady Mary Wortley Montagu a young lady about 14 years of age at Tunbridge Wells' That woman won't always be kind. Yale c.360/1 p. 251

When Israel first provok'd the living Lord Dorset, Charles Sackville, 6th earl, 1638_1706 `An epigram on King James the 2d. who abdicated the throne December the 23 anno Christi MDCLXXXVIII' Than little Jordan can compare to Thames. Yale c.360/1 p. 91; see also next.

When Orpheus went down to the regions below Green, Molly? `Answer to the foregoing [`When Orpheus went down... | Such power has music in Hell'] in 20 minutes__1740' And swore she'd be happier in hell. Yale c.360/1 p. 39

When Orpheus went down to the regions below Lisle, Thomas, of Magdalen College, Oxford `Song on the entertainment of Orpheus and Euridice. 1739 by a lady' [answered by `When Orpheus... | And swore she'd be happier in Hell'] Such pow'r has music in hell. Yale c.360/1 p. 39

When satire strives to blast the fair one's fame `To Richard Nash esqr. at Bath__1736' With equal ardor you proclaim that praise. Yale c.360/1 p. 31

When Shakespeare flourish'd in Eliza's age Hardwicke, Philip Yorke, 2nd earl, 1720_1790 `A prologue, spoke by the Hon Mr Joseph Yorke, when The fall of Saguntum a tragedy was acted by the young gentlemen of Mr Newcome's School at Hackney, March the 18, 19, and 20__1740/41' And deathless fame, posterity repays. Yale c.360/1 p. 291

When the rough hazards of the war are o'er D., Z. `Lines by...in Flanders' And justly own I'm overpaid in her. Yale c.360/1 p. 325

When Tottenham's temple, Sylvia's presence bless'd `On the marriage of Miss Sheldon of Tottenham, wrote by a gentleman of Oriel College__Oxon' Each little twinkling star presumes it shines. Yale c.360/1 p. 115

When Venus sad, saw Philip Sidney slain James I, king of England, 1566_1621 `On the death of Sir Philip Sidney__1586. Written by King James the 6 of Scotland, and first of England' What had he done, if he had liv'd this while. Yale c.360/1 p. 217

When wit and charming beauty meet `Song' You first attack'd my passions, now my mind. Yale c.360/1 p. 267

Whether affairs of policy or love `On Queen Caroline being left sole regent of the realm during the absence of his Majesty's King George the 2d: 1732' Than gave fresh matter, for his people's joy. Yale c.360/1 p. 121

While Spain's proud dons, beneath a woman's sway Hoadly, John, 1711_1776 `An epilogue, spoken by Mr Lacy in the character of Candace__when the fall of Sagantum, a tragedy was acted at Mr Newcome's School at Hackney 1740/41' And lead the van to humble Spain's proud queen. Yale c.360/1 p. 311

While those who breathe Parnassus' air `On pretty Sally the waiting maid at the sign of the Lamb...1732' To draw her heav'nly image at full length. Yale c.360/1 p. 105

Why is man so thoughtless grown `To the Lord Cutts, at the siege of Namur' Drops in the ditch, despairs and dies. Yale c.360/1 p. 189

Why will you strive to make the fair `Verses made on Dr. Thomas Secker Bishop of Bristol giv[ing] advice to Miss Talbot, when at Bath__1736' Thy eloquence can fail. Yale c.360/1 p. 21

Worthy John Lovekyn, stockfishmonger of London here is laid `Epitaph in St Michael's, Crooked Lane in old London' His flesh to earth, his soul to God went straight. Yale c.360/1 p. 167

Would thou hadst beauty less, or virtue more For nothing's uglier than a pretty whore. Yale c.360/1 p. 91

Ye candidates, who boast of honor dear Lockman, John, 1698_1771 `On the four candidates [Lord Sundon, Sir Charles Wager, Admiral Vernon, Charles Edwin] to represent the city of Westminster in Parliament__May__1741' Alas! they've hobbled in the dark too long. Yale c.360/1 p. 305

Ye dealers in riddles, who keep such a pother Wright, Dr. [ ] `One morning I dreamed of a riddle, which was What is like a serpent, with its mouth at the tail' [1740] A little, for these have their mouths in their tails. Yale c.360/1 p. 67

Ye woods and wilds, serene and blest retreats `Love to Delia' Draw all my glory, challenge all my fame. Yale c.360/1 p. 285 (var.)

You youthful charming ladies fair `Historical ballad on Miss Susanna Holworthy 1721' Her death is our undoing. Yale c.360/1 p. 233

You'd have me say, here lies T: U. `Epitaph on an old covetous usurer' And he's gone to receive it. Yale c.360/1 p. 301

Young Strephon, debonair and free `A more fatal request' The pox ensu'd the grant. Yale c.360/1 p. 125

Your Pulteney and Shippen, and such folks may rave `Wrote when Queen Caroline, was appointed Regent' Tho' none in her administration. Yale c.360/1 p. 17

Your tale's absurd, quite out of modern taste `Epigram to the author of Pamela...wrote 1741' Since priests and females, prove there's no such truth. Yale c.360/1 p. 93

Zealous for Britain, and to teach it sense `An epigram on the set of French actors who first opened...with a French play entitled L'Embarras de richesse...' Return'd them cashless to their native shore. Yale c.360/1 p. 105

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)