Have

you

felt the wool of the beaver ?
Or swan's down, ever ?
Or have smelt o' the bud o' the brier ?

Or the nard i' the fire ?
Or have tasted the bag o’ the bee ?

O, so white! O, so soft! O, so sweet is she!

A VISION OF BEAUTY.

FROM "THE NEW INN."
It was a beauty that I saw,
So pure, so perfect, as the frame
Of all the universe was lame
To that one figure, could I draw,
Or give least line of it a law!

A skein of silk without a knot,
A fair march made without a halt,
A curious form without a fault,
A printed book without a blot,
All beauty, and without a spot !

LOVE THE SLAYER.

THE SAD SHEPHERD."
Though I am young and cannot tell
Either what Death or Love is well,
Yet I have heard they both bear darts,
And both do aim at human hearts;
And then again I have been told

Love wounds with heat, as Death with cold;
So that I fear they do but bring
Extremes to touch and mean one thing.

As in a ruin we it call
One thing to be blown up, or fall,
Or to our end like way may have
By flash of lightning or a wave:
So Love's inflamed shaft or brand
May kill as soon as Death's cold hand,
Except Love's fires the virtues have,
To fright the frost out of the grave.

INDEX OF FIRST LINES.

In silk.........

After many scenes like these....

139
Alas! but Morison fell young..

265
All men are worms: but this no man.

12
And art thou born, brave babe ? blessed be thy birth 258
And must I sing? what subject shall I choose........

110
And shine as you exalted are..

268
And such a force the fair example had......

268
And why to me this, thou lame lord of fire.

216
Ask not to know this man. If fame should speak... 182
At court I met it, in clothes brave enough ....

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Away, and leave me, thou thing most abhorred. ..
A woman's friendship! God, whom I trust in ...... 180
Banks feels no lameness of his knotty gout...

19
Beauties, have ye seen this boy...

358
Be safe, nor fear thyself so good a fame.

40
Boast not these titles of your ancestors

305
Brave infant of Saguntum, clear...
But 'cause thou hear'st the mighty king of Spain..... 351
By those bright eyes, at whose immortal fires. ... 179

33

263

Call, noble Lucius, then for wine........
('amden, most reverend head, to whom I owe
Can beauty, that did prompt me first to write .........
Charis, guess, and do not miss........
Charis one day in discourse...

267

28

Cheveril cries out my verses libels are
Chuffe, lately rich in name, in chattels, goods.....
Cob, thou nor soldier, thief, nor fencer art
Come, leave the loathed stage....
Come, let us here enjoy the shade..
Come, my Celia, let us prove. ....
Come, with our voices let us war...
Courtling, I rather thou shouldst utterly

24
35
363
200
105
150
27

Did wiser Nature draw thee back ...

264
Do but consider this small dust

155
Do but look on her eyes ! they do light..

386
Does the Court Pucelle then so censure me.

238
Donne, the delight of Phæbus and each muse.......... 15
Don Surly, to aspire the glorious name..

17
Do, pious marble, let thy reader know

335
Do what you come for, captain, with your news ...... 61
Drink to me only with thine eyes. ..

109

Envious and foul Disease, could there not be.....
Ere cherries ripe ! and strawberries ! be gone......

199
48

298

Fair Fame, who art ordained to crown..
Fair friend, 'tis true your beauties move..

289
False world, good night! since thou hast brought ... 102
Farewell, thou child of my right hand, and joy.... 24
Father John Burges ....

250
Fine Madame Would-be, wherefore should you fear.. 31
Follow a shadow, it still flies you.

107
Fools, they are the only nation.

38.5
For all night-sins with others' wives unknown. 22
Forbear to tempt me, Prowle, I will not show.... 41
For his mind I do not care

149
For Love's sake, kiss me once again....

145
For what is life, if measured by the space..

265
From death and dark oblivion, near the same

185

Gipsy, new bawd, is turned physician.

23
Glad time is at his point arrived ......

353
Go now, and tell out days summed up with fears..... 266
Good and great God ! can I not think of Thee.. 129
Goodyere, I'm glad and grateful to report ...... 42
Great Charles, among the holy gifts of grace.. 255
Groine, come of age, his 'state sold out of hand. 71
Guilty, because I bade you late be wise........

21
Guilty, be wise ; and though thou know'st the crimes 19
Gut eats all day and lechers all the night...... 71
Hail, happy Genius of this ancient pile..

242
Hail, Mary, full of grace! it once was said.

259
Hang up those dull and envious fools...

152
Hardy, thy brain is valiant, 'tis confest.

12
Hear me, O God .........

135
He entered well, by virtuous parts.

265
Helen, did Homer never see.......

190
Here lies, to each her parents' ruth..

14
He that fears death, or mourns it, in the just

20
He that should search all glories of the gown. 232
High-spirited friend

190
His bought arms Mung' not liked; for his first day.. 26
Homer, thou hast thy wife dressed for the stall..... 40
How, best of kings, dost thou a sceptre bear..

7
How happy were the subject if he knew..

257
How I do love thee, Beaumont, and thy muse. 28
How like a column, Ratcliffe, left alone

49
How well, fair crown of your fair sex, might he....... 58

I am to dine, friend, where I must be weighed ......
I beheld her, on a day
I cannot bring my muse to drop vies
I cannot think there's that antipathy.....
I could begin with that grand form, Here lies
Idiot, last night I prayed thee but forbear...

247
138
369