Union First Line Index of English Verse

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


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'Tis mine to wound the gift of nature,  Harris, Dorothea, sr.  `A riddle'  And guess my name the man who dare.  Yale  fc.124  p. 41 
All hail to the day, the glorious day,    `Sung when hardly sensible in the night, to [?]ly music invented at the time'  To revel in bliss, and fear no decay.  Yale  fc.124  p. 132 
Amid the terrors of this awful night,    `Written during a storm 1790'  As now; and wake to everlasting joy!  Yale  fc.124  p. 55 
And shall I pass this bright auspicious morn,    `To the Revd. Wm. Cornwallis on his birthday__old style the 18th of March 1792 aged forty'  By age respected and by youth rever'd.  Yale  fc.124  p. 75 
Awake dull eyes, and let me see,  Cornwallis, Mary  `Hymn altered from one of Dorrington's meditations...August 12th 1795'  Be evermore adored.  Yale  fc.124  p. 114 
Before your eyes Duns Scotus see,    `Duns Scotus his hibernaculum'  Nor leave your food for learning's sake.  Yale  fc.124  p. 53 
Day walks at length his golden road      Where is thine house__the tomb.  Yale  fc.124  p. 87 
Do you not mark my child    `To Miss Caroline Frances Cornwallis upon her birthday the 12th of July 1797'  Which offers to thy hopes a glorious prize.  Yale  fc.124  p. 42 
From all decanal cares at last set free,  Cornwallis, Mary  `The wish 1768 by Dr. Zachary Pearce when he resigned the deanery of Westminster'  Heav'n is the gold refin'd, earth but the drop. | Amen  Yale  fc.124  p. 133 
Hail! thou dear cot, in which my tranquil days    `The cottage'  Thro' life's perplexing and deceitful ways.  Yale  fc.124  p. 98 
Hail, to this auspicious morn,    `Address to Miss Cornwallis__on her birthday July the 28th 1791'  The day, on which my girl was born.  Yale  fc.124  p. 5 
How sweet the moon's resplendent light,    `Thoughts by moonlight'  Nor wish to break her sweet repose.  Yale  fc.124  p. 3 
If daring man his God blasphemes,  Cornwallis, Mary  `St. Evremond sur l'existence de Dieu...translated by...1790'  He deprecates th'almighty Pow'r.  Yale  fc.124  p. 69 
In ancient days, we read that patient youth,    `Lines written on the reading the poetic composition of a young Westminster scholar__which discovered strong indications of genius but a deficiency of judgment'  The weak presumption with unfeign'd remorse.  Yale  fc.124  p. 104 
In vain the boist'rous ocean,  Cornwallis, Mary  `St Evremond...translated by...1791'  And ever grumbling, murm'ring he is seen.  Yale  fc.124  p. 70 
My Caroline demands a song,  Cornwallis, Mary  `Written on the afternoon of Caroline's birthday 12th July'  Remember what I sing.  Yale  fc.124  p. 105 
My thoughts on contemplation's wing,      And usher in eternity!  Yale  fc.124  p. 9 
Of sense and good nature as much as you please  Harris, Dorothea, sr.  `A receipt for a good husband...1778'  And Hymen himself shall pronounce it a heat.  Yale  fc.124  p. 39 
O dearest, best beloved! Permit the muse    `August the 20th, 1791'  And hearts by sympathy united here.  Yale  fc.124  p. 13 
O say my soul how greatly thou art blest,    `Elegy__written the 28th of Decr. 1791'  Where truth and innocence have naught to fear.  Yale  fc.124  p. 73 
On Wittersham's retir'd plains,  Cornwallis, Sarah  `The oak and the bramble__by...aged twelve years'  Thy breath's to me contagious!  Yale  fc.124  p. 70 
Soon as pale Cynthia, queen of night,  Cornwallis, Mary  `Written for Caroline Cornwallis's birthday aged 7 years...supposed scene in the Midsummer night's dream'  We will pass it in dancing and singing and mirth.  Yale  fc.124  p. 108 
Sweet soother of life's cares, when the rude storm    `Address to Hope__Gent[leman's] Mag[azine]'  And wounded seeks the medicine which can heal.  Yale  fc.124  p. 131 
The muse in haste has snatch'd her lyre  Cornwallis, Mary  `Written the morning of Caroline [Cornwallis]'s birthday July 12'  And heart hereafter meet your view.  Yale  fc.124  p. 113 
The nineteenth of May recorded once did stand,  Cornwallis, Mary  `Song__the first of June...1794'  For God this country and their King.  Yale  fc.124  p. 115 
The smiles of joy, the tears of woe,      There's nothing calm but heav'n.  Yale  fc.124  p. 71 
The smiling morn leads on the day,    `On a birthday. Copied for E. C.'  And comfort to thy heart.  Yale  fc.124  p. 44 
The smiling morn leads on the day  Cornwallis, Mary  `Written on the morning of Caroline [Cornwallis]'s birthday the 12th of July'  And comfort to thy heart.  Yale  fc.124  p. 44 (`copied for E. C.') 
The solemn stillness of the night, invites    `1792.__evening thoughts April 25th'  Or [Greek:] zon short, or [Greek:] kleos long.  Yale  fc.124  p. 83 
Thou pretty little fluttering thing!  Young, Miss P.  `Song by...addressed to her canary bird, when she was seized with lameness in the West Indies'  And smile upon my adverse day!  Yale  fc.124  p. 54 
Thy numbers Pope, have giv'n immortal fame,  Cornwallis, Mary  `Lucilla a true story...1791'  And crown their virtue with eternal life.  Yale  fc.124  p. 119 
Unmark'd by sorrow, and unknown to care,    `To Miss Cornwallis on her birthday July 28th [17]92'  To seek those realms no pains or cares invade.  Yale  fc.124  p. 87 
Unwilling, dear Sir, that your lines so gallant,    `Translated and sent with [`With hasty steps...']'  And Keeper to Argus be join'd!  Yale  fc.124  p. 106 
Upon this tree you plainly see    `Dream of advice for a Valentine: a tree bearing a number of shrivelled hearts, one plump one in the midst'  The rest are all hobgoblins.  Yale  fc.124  p. 132 
Whene'er to pass the pensive hour,  Cornwallis, Mary  `The laurel bower. April 15th 1792'  To violate thy shade, to peace and wisdom dear.  Yale  fc.124  p. 82 
With grateful heart my song I'll raise,    `Hymn__the 17th of Jany. 1792'  How apt the best to fail.  Yale  fc.124  p. 74 
With hair dishevell'd, drown'd in tears,  Harris, Dorothea, sr.  `On Mary Magdelene...1778'  Shall guide thee safe to heav'n.  Yale  fc.124  p. 39 
With hasty steps the shades of night advance;    `Written by Monsieur Charles Simonde of Geneva, and returned with our dog Keeper who had followed him to Mr. Lettice's the beginning of May 1793...translated'  Return, O happy Keeper to thy home!  Yale  fc.124  p. 107