Union First Line Index of English Verse

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


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'Tis said a man is counted wise, so long,    `An occasional prologue spoken at Newton Abbot by C. Preyo esqr. on Tuesday Feb. the 18. 1786 to the comedy of The beaux' strategem...'  If not O! take th'intention for the deed.  Yale  c.382  p. 28 
Alas! I'm in a woeful plight,    `The breeches'  Enroll'd amongst his happiest sons.  Yale  c.382  p. 62 
Alas! poor Brown, thy days are done,    `To the memory of Mr. Saml. Brown, a Cornish fiddler'  And die, oh die! A natural death.  Yale  c.382  p. 49 
Amongst the natives of the Scythian coast,    `Are sounds in sounding bodies found? No. Or is't the air that gives the sound? Yes'  To ev'ry dame her own distinguish'd crack.  Yale  c.382  p. 69 
By your honor's command    `A sailor in his Majesty's sloop the Tartar, being sentenc'd to the cat-o'-nine-tails, spoke the following lines to his commander'  O! Save me from that which has nine.  Yale  c.382  p. 36 
From the sad place where sorrow ever reigns,  Moore, Edward, 1712_1757  `Yarico to Inkle' [pr. 1736 (Foxon M434)]  And yet while you have power, my wrongs redress.  Yale  c.382  p. 1 
Hail, happy shores! And hail ye wanton waves,  *Seward, Anna; Hayley, William  `Royal bathing. A manuscript poem under this title has been handed about among the polite circles at Weymouth, and read with much applause. The author is not clearly ascertained, some who pretend to be in the secret naming Miss [Anna] Seward, others Mr. [  On charms such as in heav'n he never saw!  Yale  c.382  p. 52 
Historic muse awake!__and from the shade,    `The fatal conquest occasioned by the death of the brave Sir Richard Greenville, in the year 1595, after sustaining in the Revenge, an English man-of-war a fight of fifteen hours against the Spanish armada of 53 sail'  Preserv'd by time, from dark oblivion's shade.  Yale  c.382  p. 19 
How sweet the scene! How gaily drest!    `The landscape'  And let it be like this.  Yale  c.382  p. 40 
I went to church on Sabbath even,    `On Mr. I__d'  Since now our desks can pray, and pulpits talk.  Yale  c.382  p. 54 
Lesbia the fair, the gay, the young,    `Lesbia a tale in two cantos'  Then women will be women still.  Yale  c.382  p. 12 
Lo! My fair, the morning lazy,    `The year'  Christmas comes but once a year.  Yale  c.382  p. 64 
Muse! Sing in numbers real and trim,    `The barber'  When bald, or grown with age quite grizzle.  Yale  c.382  p. 67 
My first, however here abused,    `Charades' [herring]  And has been an archbishop.  Yale  c.382  p. 34 
My first is called or bad or good,    `[Charade] 2nd' [farewell]  With tears may often blind one.  Yale  c.382  p. 35 
O! ye Newtonians sure your wits were gone,    `Occasional prologue spoken by C. Preyo esqr. at Newton Abbot on the 27 March 1786 to the first part of Henry the 4th...'  They lowly bend and bid you all adieu.  Yale  c.382  p. 30 
Pengrowze, a lad in many a science blest,    `A western eclogue'  And I to Yealstone for my master's backy.  Yale  c.382  p. 45 
Phoebus obliquely shot his feeble ray,    `A pastoral dialogue address'd to Miss [blank]'  And Colinet pursued the beauteous maid.  Yale  c.382  p. 38 
Pleas'd with the music of my lay,    `To Miss ____.'  Fulfill the promise love has made.  Yale  c.382  p. 57 
Roger! If with thy magic glasses    `Lines occasioned by the intended demolition of Friar Bacon's study in Oxford'  The filth they leave__still points out where they crawl!  Yale  c.382  p. 33 
Thou calmly snug, sequester'd seat    `Ode to a little-house'  And wisdom's beam illumine ev'ry page.  Yale  c.382  p. 59 
To hunt, or not to hunt? That is the question__    `Parody of the soliloquy in Hamlet'  Propitious smile, and vanquish ev'ry doubt.  Yale  c.382  p. 58 
To the Polwhele, in friendship's grateful lays,    `To the translator of Theocritus...13 June [17]87 Gent[leman's] Mag[azine]'  And its own work assign'd to every day.  Yale  c.382  p. 51 
Trav'ler! If curious you would know    `Epitaph on my dog'  Himself the grand supreme in fame.  Yale  c.382  p. 48 
Up and down, round about, all the streets I paraded,    `Jacob Gawky's ramble to Bath tune__Alley Croker'  And you all to please__be my constant endeavor. | The pleasure &c.  Yale  c.382  p. 55 
We, the maids of Exon city,    `The Exeter maidens' petition, humbly addressed to the Hon. House of Commons'  We pay most frequently for him.  Yale  c.382  p. 41 
You that can grant or can refuse the pow'r,    `A sea chaplain's petition to the lieutenants in the wardroom, for the use of the quarter gallery by the Revd. Mr. Tucker. In the manner of Swift'  Your chaplain then without your groats will pray.  Yale  c.382  p. 31 
You will wonder, my friend, why I stay here so long,    `The power of the fair. A familiar epistle'  As was in beginning, is now, and shall be.  Yale  c.382  p. 26 
Your zeal for Mother Church is known,  P__e, Penelope  `The curate of ____ Church in Gloucestershire, who calls himself vice-rector, in the rector's absence took upon him to rebuke some...for coming to prayers in their pattens...Miss Penelope P__e...sent him the following epistle to the Revd. W. W___.'  Be questioned there about their pattens.  Yale  c.382  p. 36; see also `Your lealà'.