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ELLIOTT, Jane (18th Century), cxxvi
FLETCHER, John (1576-1625), CIV
GAY, John (1688-1732), CXXX
GOLDSMITH, Oliver (1728-1774), CXXXVIII
GRAY, Thomas (1716-1771), CXVII, CXX, CXXIII, CXL, CXLII,
HERBERT, George (1593-1632), LXXIV
HERRICK, Robert (1591-1674?), LXXXII, LXXXVIII, XCII, XCIII,
XCVI, CIX, CX
HEYWOOD, Thomas (1649?), LII
HOOD, Thomas (1798-1845), CCXXIV, CCXXXI, CCXXXV
JONSON, Ben (1574-1637), LXXIII, LXXVIII, XC
KEATS, John (1795-1821), CLXVI, CLXVII, CXCI, CXCIII, CXCVIII,
LAMB, Charles (1775-1835), CCXX, CCXXXIII, CCXXXVII
LINDSAY, Anne (1750-1825), CLII
LODGE, Thomas (1556-1625), XVI
LOGAN, John (1748-1788), CXXVII
MARLOWE, Christopher (1562–1593), V
MARVELL, Andrew (1620-1678), LXV, CXI, CXIV
MICKLE, William Julius (1734-1788), CLIV
MILTON, John (1608-1674), LXII, LXIV, LXVI, LXX, LXXI, LXXVI,
LXXVII, LXXXV, CXII, CXIH, CXV
MOORE, Thomas (1780-1852), CLXXXV, CCI, CCXVII, CCXXI, CCXXV
NAIRN, Carolina (1766-1845), CLVII
PHILIPS, Ambrose (1671-1749), CXXI
ROGERS, Samuel (1762–1855), CXXXV, CXLV
SCOTT, Walter (1771-1832), CV, CLXX, CLXXXII, CLXXXVI, CXCII,
CXCIV, CXCVI, CCIV, CCXXX, CCXXXIV, CCXXXVI, CCXXXIX, CCLXIII
- 1726), CLXIII
SEWELL, George (-
XII, XIII, XIV, XVIII, XIX, XX, XXIII, XXVI, XXVII, XXVIII, XXIX,
SHELLEY, Percy Bysshe (1795-1822), CLXXII, CLXXVI, CLXXXIV,
+ SOUTHEY, Robert (1774-1843), CCXVI, CCXXVIII
THOMSON, James (1700-1748), CXXII, CXXXVI
VAUGHAN, Henry (1621-1695), LXXV
WALLER, Edmund (1605-1687), LXXXIX, XCV
WITHER. George (1588-1667), CIII
WOLFE, Charles (1791-1823), CCXVIII
WORDSWORTH, William (1770-1850), CLXXIV, CLXXVII, CLXXVIII,
WOTTON, Henry (1568-1639), LXXII, LXXXIV
UNKNOWN IX, XVII, XL, LXXX, LXXXVI, XCI, XCIV, XCVII, CVI,
INDEX OF FIRST LINES
Absence, hear thou my protestation.
All thoughts, all passions, all delights
And is this-Yarrow?- This the Stream
And thou art dead, as young and fair
And wilt thou leave me thus
Ariel to Miranda :— Take .
Art thou pale for weariness.
Art thou poor, yet hast thou golden slumbers
As it fell upon a day..
As I was walking all alane .
A slumber did my spirit seal
As slow our ship her foamy track
A sweet disorder in the dress
At the corner of Wood Street, when daylight appears
A wet sheet and a flowing sea
A widow bird sate mourning for her Love
Bards of Passion and of Mirth
Index of First Lines
Behold her, single in the field.
Being your slave, what should I do but tend
Bid me to live, and I will live.
Blest pair of Sirens, pledges of Heaven's joy
Call for the robin-redbreast and the wren .
Crabbed Age and Youth
Cupid and my Campaspe play'd .
Cyriack, whose grandsire, on the royal bench
Daughter of Jove, relentless power.
Doth then the world go thus, doth all thus move
Earl March look'd on his dying child
Fair Daffodils, we weep to see
Fair pledges of a fruitful tree.
Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing
Fear no more the heat o' the sun.
For ever, Fortune, wilt thou prove
Four Seasons fill the measure of the year
From Stirling Castle we had seen
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may
Hail to thee, blithe Spirit
Happy the man, whose wish and care
How sleep the Brave who sink to rest.
I am monarch of all I survey.
I arise from dreams of Thee
I dream'd that as I wander'd by the way
If aught of oaten stop or pastoral song
If doughty deeds my lady please
I fear thy kisses, gentle maiden
If Thou survive my well-contented day
If women could be fair, and yet not fond.
I have had playmates, I have had companions
I heard a thousand blended notes
I met a traveller from an antique land
I'm wearing awa', Jean.
In a drear-nighted December.
In the downhill of life, when I find I'm declining.
In the sweet shire of Cardigan
I remember, I remember
I saw where in the shroud did lurk
It is a beauteous evening, calm and free