Come, come, dear nymph, love's mart of blisses. Come, little infant, love me now. Marvell. III. 270. D. Daphnis must from Chloe part. Marvell. III. 266. Dear, do not your fair beauty wrong. May. III. 108. Dear quirister who from those shadows sends. Drummond. III. 57. Did you behold that glorious star, my dear. Prestwich. III. 300. Distill not poison in mine ears. John Hall. III. 299. Divers thy death do diversly bemoan. Ld. Surrey. II. 50. Do not conceal thy radiant eyes. Kinaston. III. 239. Do 'way your physic, I faint no more. Anon. II. 76. Down, stormy passions, down, no more. King. III. 93. Draw near. Stanley. III. 289.. Draw on sweet night best friend unto those cares. Anon. III. 116. Drink to me only with thine eyes. Jonson. II. 348. E. Early cheerful mounting lark. Davis. II. 338. 195. F. Faint amorist, what dost thou think. Sidney. II. 218, Fair Amynta art thou mad. Sedley. III. 372. Fame, honour, beauty, state, trains, blood, and birth. Digby. III. 154. Fear no more the heat o' th' sun. Shakspeare. II. · 3.15. Fierce tyrant death, that in thy wrath didst take. E. of Sterling. III. 26. Fine young folly, though you were. Habington. III. 178. From Tuscane came my lady's worthy race. Ld.Surrey. II. 46. Fuscus is free, and hath the world at will. Davis. II. 337. G. Gaze not on thy beauty's pride. Carew. III. 139. 344. Goodmorrow to the day so fair. Herrick. III. 284. Good muse rock me asleep. Breton. II. 251. Gorbo as thou cam'st this way. Drayton. II. 302. Great captain Medon wears a chain of gold. Davis. II. 336. Greensleeves was all my joy. Anon. III. 327. H. Hail, thou fairest of all creatures. Wither. III. 70. Happy is that state of his. Brathwayt. III. 83. Happy, oh happy he who not affecting. Anon. III. 117. Having interr'd her infant birth. Ld. Herbert of Cherbury. III. 34. He first deceas'd, she for a little tried. Wotton. II. 334. He that loves a rosy cheek. Carew. III. 137. He whose active thoughts disdain. Stanley. III. 287. Hear, ye virgins, and I'll teach. Herrick. III. 281. Hears not my Phillis, how the birds. Sedley. III. 375. Heart-tearing cares, and quivering fears. Wotton. II. 331. Hence all you vain delights Beaumont and Fletcher. III. 48. Hence away thou Syren leave me. Wither. III. 74. Here Celia for thy sake I part. Waller. III. 171. Here's to thee Dick, this whining love despise. Cowley. III. 253. Honest lover whosoever. Suckling. III. 217. How eager are our vain pursuits. Veel, III. 381. How happy a thing were a wedding. Flatman. III. 363. How I laugh at their fond wish. Gomersall. III. 150. How uneasy is his life. Cotton. III. 347. How we dally out our days. Gomersall. III. 151. Husband if thou wilt pure appear. Kendall. II. 200. I. I ask not one in whom all beauties grow. Cowley. III. 254. I being care, thou fliest me as ill fortune. Constable. I do confess thou'rt smooth and fair. Anon. III.325. I never stoop'd so low as they. Donne. II. 345. I pray thee love, love me no more. Drayton. II. 305. I prithee leave this peevish fashion. Brome. III. 273. I read how Salmacis sometime with sight. Turbervile. II. 151. I see there is no sort. Anon. II. 72. I tell thee Dick where I have been. Suckling. III. 221. I walk'd along a stream for pureness rare. Marlowe. II. 297. I weigh not fortune's frown or smile. Sylvester. II. 300. I with whose colours Myra drest her head. Ld. Brook. II. 234. I'll tell you whence the rose did first grow red. Anon. III. 313 If banish'd sleep and watchful care. Turbervile. II. 150. If ever sorrow spoke from soul that loves. Constable. If marriage life yield such content. Brathwayt. III. 81. 188. 90. If the quick spirits in your eye. Carew. III. 135. In hope a king doth go to war. Anon. III. 115. In Thetis' lap while Titan took his rest. Watson. II. 278. In thy fair breast, and once fair soul. Sir R. Howard. III. 278. In time the bull is brought to wear the yoke. Watson. II. 279: Insulting beauty, you mis-spend. E.of Rochester. III. 384. Invest my head with fragrant rose. Heath. III. 292 It chanc'd of late a shepherd swain. Davison. III. 15. K. Know Celia since thou art so proud. Carew. III. 141. Know then, my brethren, heaven is clear. Quarles. III. 96. L. Laid in my quiet bed to rest. Gifford. II. 175. 204. Like as the damask rose you see. Wastell. II. 325. Like the violet which alone. Habington. III. 181. Like to Diana in her summer-weed. Green. II. 164. Little think'st thou, poor ant, who there. Fleckno. III. 306. Look, Delia, how w' esteem the half-blown rose. Daniel. II. 286. Lord how you take upon you still. Cotton. III. 341. Lordly gallants tell me this. Wither. III. 67. Love and my mistress were at strife. Breton. II. 256. Love, brave virtue's younger brother. Crashaw. III. 198. Love in fantastic triumph sat. Behn. III. 339. Love in her sunny eyes does basking play. Cowley. Love is a region full of fires. Sir J.Beaumont. III. 44. M. Madam, withouten many words. Wyatt. II. 43. |