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A wretched and too solitary he
To help to bear't away.
Yale
c.548
And must I go and must I be no more
Norris, John, 1657_1711
`The complaint of Adam turned out of Paradise'
I'd even lose myself since I've lost Thee.
Yale
c.548
As spring in showers make fading flowers smile,
Wycherley, William, 1640_1715
Born both to guide the war and rule the peace.
Yale
c.548
Behold in less than half a span
`On the death of Doctor John Reignolds'
Truth's champion, and the c[h]urch's glory.
Yale
c.548
Come fair Astara let us for awhile
Chudleigh, Lady Mary, 1656_1710
`A dialogue between Alexis and Astara'
The further 'tis removed from joys of sense.
Yale
c.548
Come friends and lend your help let's now inter
`His epitaph' [on John Reignolds]
To wrong his ashes by a proud compare.
Yale
c.548
Farewell poor world I must be gone
`The pilgrim's farewell to the world'
In leaving thee my Lord I meet.
Yale
c.548
For these few hours of life allotted me
Cowley, Abraham, 1618_1667
I'll thank for that and go away content.
Yale
c.548
Is this thy bravery man is this thy pride
Cowley, Abraham, 1618_1667
`The plagues of Egypt']
Whom the red river cannot mend the Red Sea must destroy.
Yale
c.548
It must be done my soul but a st[range]
Norris, John, 1657_1711
`George upon death'
With horror they resign'd to the untried abyss.
Yale
c.548
No longer could good David quiet bear
Small streaming clouds he does for wings dis[?]....
Yale
c.548 (incomplete)
Rare Fox (well [con]ferr'd with patience) lived a life
`On the death of W. Fox'
Most thrives the Fox that most of all is cursed.
Yale
c.548
Read in the progress of this blessed story
`A poem on the death of Bishop Ridley who was burnt Oct. 16 1555 to ashes in the reign of Queen Mary'
And in the flames he seal'd it with his blood.
Yale
c.548
Scarce had Aurora harbinger of day
Neville, Henry, 1620_1694
`An ep[ithalamium]...finis Mr. Nevill'
Accept the offering which it brings to you.
Yale
c.548
So here the man who stirr'd Rome's common shore
`On the death of Bale'
His life was death his death eternal life.
Yale
c.548
This day allows Thy praise O Lord
Norris, John, 1657_1711
`A poem of the fifth of November'
Stay with me here or take me home.
Yale
c.548
Thus died the Prince of life thus he
Norris, John, 1657_1711
`On Christ's death and passion'
Supports for th'utmost faith in Thee.
Yale
c.548
Well have I thought on't and I find
Norris, John, 1657_1711
`The retirement'
'Twill not be short because it's all my own.
Yale
c.548; see also `Well I haveĆ '.
When I my precious hours did vainly spend
Norris, John, 1657_1711
`The young man's looking-glass Octr. 12 1711'
That sweetens life and can perfume the grave.
Yale
c.548
Wife and servant are the same
Chudleigh, Lady Mary, 1656_1710
You must be proud if you'd be wise.
Yale
c.548
Would but indulgent fortune send
Chudleigh, Lady Mary, 1656_1710
`The wish'
Nor once desire a happier state.
Yale
c.548