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Missing Titles
Klock42[G-i]099.00A.HE1*
Ralph43[G-i]60.00A.HE1*
TWHence96[N-o]117.00A.HE1*
Mess186[Bb-i]025.00A.HE1*
Bait190[Bb-i]027.00A.HE1*
Under198[Cc-i]063.00A.HE1*
Commun222[Ff-i]053.00A.HE1*
ConfL226[Gg-i]056.00A.HE1*
Press Variants
Metem2[B-i]158.00A.013In the first East,* thou now begins to shine,
Metem2[B-i]158.00A.017And see at night thy Westerne land of Myne,*
Metem2[B-i]158.00A.019That before thee, one day beganne to bee,*
Metem3[B-i]158.00A.031Great Destiny the Commissary* of God,
Metem3[B-i]158.00A.034Our wayes and ends seest at one instant;* Thou
Metem3[B-i]158.00A.036Ne'r* smiles nor frownes, O vouch-safe thou to looke
Metem3[B-i]158.00A.050His right and due, a whole unwasted man may have.
CW:VI.*
Metem5[B-o]158.00A.083That apple grew, which this Soule did *
Metem6[B-i]158.00A.096She thrusts* us out, and by them we are led
Metem7[B-i]158.00A.111But snatch mee heavenly Spirit* from this vain
Metem7[B-i]158.00A.119As wrastlers, perfects* them; Not liberties
Metem7[B-i]158.00A.130There through th'earths-pores,* and in a Plant hous'd her a new.
[CW: XIV.]
Metem8[B-o]158.00A.137To see the Prince,* and so fill'd the way
Metem10[C-i]158.00A.187As his late house, and the first houre* speaks plaine,
Metem11[C-i]158.00A.204So jolly, that it can move this soule;* Is*
Metem14[C-i]158.00A.260This wretch;* So* hardly are ill habits left again.*
Metem15[C-i]158.00A.280It's* rais'd, to be the Raisers instrument and food.
Metem19[E-i]158.00A.365That they* revenge, and obsequies forget,
Metem22[E-i]158.00A.427Abell had plac'd* end* all his losse, and feare*
Hero40[F-o]083.00A.002Both whom one fire had burnt, one water drownd.*
ElChange48[G-o]016.00A.018And yet allowes his ground more corne should beare;*
Storm58[I-i]109.00A.044Then if the Sunne had drunke the sea before;*
Storm58[I-i]109.00A.045Some coffin'd in their cabbins lye,'equally*
Storm58[I-i]109.00A.054Shak'd with this ague, and the Hold and Wast*
Storm58[I-i]109.00A.066Hell somewhat lightsome, and the'* Bermuda* calme.
Storm59[I-i]109.00A.074That though thine absence sterve me,* 'I wish not thee.
Calm59[I-i]110.00A.002A stupid calme, but nothing it,* doth swage.
Calm59[I-i]110.00A.005Stormes chafe, and soone weare out themselves, or us;*
Calm59[I-i]110.00A.007As steady'as* I can wish, that my thoughts were,
Calm59[I-i]110.00A.009The sea is now. And,* as the Iles which wee
BedfRef79[L-i]137.00A.008(Where a transcendent height, (as, lownesse mee)*
BedfWrit84[M-o]138.00A.001T'have* written then, when you writ, seem'd to mee
TWHail94[N-i]114.00A.015Before * thy grace got in the* Muses Schoole)
SB98[O-i]124.00A.013I, though I brought no* fuell, had desire
BedfDead111[P-i]143.00A.005That thankfullnesse your favours have begot*
Sal116[Q-o]145.00A.042Of those faire creatures, which were made that da*
EpEliz118[Q-i]107.00A.014This day, which might enflāe thy* self, Old Valentine.
[CW: II]
EpEliz119[Q-i]107.00A.015Till now, Thou warmd'st* with multiplying loves
EpEliz119[Q-i]107.00A.019Thou mak'st a Taper* see
EpEliz119[Q-i]107.00A.041Since thou dost this day* in new glory shine,
EpEliz122[R-i]107.00A.091That neither would, nor needs forbeare,* nor stay,
EpEliz122[R-i]107.00A.095They pay, they give, they lend, and so let fall*
Eclog123[R-i]108.00A.HE1ECCLOGVE.*
Eclog126[R-i]108.00A.086An earnest lover, wise then, and before.*
Eclog126[R-i]108.00A.091aIdios. I knew*
Eclog126[R-i]108.00A.096At a great feast, having no Grace* to say,
Eclog127[R-i]108.00A.101But since I'am dead, and buried,* I could frame
Eclog127[R-i]108.00A.102No Epitaph, which might advance my fame*
Eclog127[R-i]108.00A.115The fire of these inflaming eyes, or of this loving heart.
[CW: II.*]
Eclog129[S-o]108.00A.148To us that come, thy inflaming eyes, to him, thy loving heart.
[CW: V.*]
Eclog130[S-i]108.00A.153Are dust, and wormes, 'tis* just
EpLin135[S-i]106.00A.004It nourseth sadnesse, and your body* print,
EpLin137[T-o]106.00A.076Thee of these chaines and robes which wee* put on
EpLin138[T-i]106.00A.095Wonders are wrought, for shee which had no maime,*
Har141[T-o]153.00A.031God is the glasse; as* thou when thou dost see
Har141[T-o]153.00A.035Though God be our true glass, through which we see*
Har142[T-i]153.00A.063For as, hee that would say, spirits are fram'd*
Har142[T-i]153.00A.068Are much entirer* then a million.
Har142[T-i]153.00A.076When they would exercise*, lacke time, and space.
Har142[T-i]153.00A.078For lack of time, his owne epitome*.
Har142[T-i]153.00A.081As when an* Angell down from heav'n doth flue,
Har143[T-i]153.00A.085Yet when he's* come, we know he did repaire
Har143[T-i]153.00A.095Yet without doubt, hee doth distinctly see*
Har143[T-i]153.00A.097So, in short liv'd good men, is'not* understood
Har143[T-i]153.00A.103Before by deeds* they are diffus'd and spred,
Har143[T-i]153.00A.108In heav'n, the other might securely'have* pac'd
Har143[T-i]153.00A.110Which the whole world, or man, the abridgment hath.*
Har144[T-o]153.00A.118Onely great circles, then* can,* be our scale:
Har146[V-i]153.00A.189And so in that capacitie remove*
Har146[V-i]153.00A.190All jealousies* 'twixt Prince and subjects love,
Har147[V-i]153.00A.210Of which he gave thee the vicariate,*
ElAut151[V-i]050.00A.011Faire eyes, who askes more heate* then comes from hence,
ElAut151[V-i]050.00A.019Here dwells he, though he sojourne ev'ry where,*
Henry155[Aa-o]152.00A.047Would ease us* much, doth he grudge misery;
Lit177[Aa-o]184.00A.107Divorce* thou sinne in us, or bid it die,
Lit180[Aa-o]184.00A.159Glorifiedst* Povertie,
Lit181[Aa-o]184.00A.164Which is still* the agonie of pious wits,
Lit184[Aa-o]184.00A.224To'admit the like of majestie divine*,
Lit184[Aa-o]184.00A.231Which well*, if we starve, dine,
Mess186[Bb-i]025.00A.024Or prove as false as thou art now.
[CW: A*]
Noct187[Bb-i]082.00A.005The worlds whole sap is sunk:*
Noct187[Bb-i]082.00A.006The generall balme th'hydroptique earth hath drunk,*
Noct187[Bb-i]082.00A.007Whither*, as to the beds-feet life is shrunk,
Noct187[Bb-i]082.00A.009Compar'd with mee, who am* their Epitaph.
Noct187[Bb-i]082.00A.013In whom love wrought new Alchimie*.
Bait190[Bb-i]027.00A.004With silken lines, and silver hookes.*
Bait190[Bb-i]027.00A.020With strangling snare, or windowie net:*
Appar191[Bb-i]028.00A.005And thee* fain'd vestall in worse armes shall see;
Appar191[Bb-i]028.00A.012Bath'd in* a cold quicksilver sweat wilt lye
ValMourn193[Cc-o]031.00A.006No teare-floods, nor sigh-tempests* move,
SGo196[Cc-o]033.00A.018Lives a woman true, and faire.
[CW: If*]
WomCon197[Cc-o]034.00A.HE1Womans constancy.*
Anniv213[Ee-o]048.00A.007Only our love hath no decay;*
FirAn236[Hh-o]155.00A.020And so the world had fits; it joy'd, it mourn'd;*
FirAn236[Hh-o]155.00A.024Well, when alas, thou'rt in a Lethargie.*
FirAn236[Hh-o]155.00A.031Thou hast forgot thy name* thou hadst; thou wast
FirAn238[Hh-i]155.00A.088M The sicknes of the World*
FirAn238[Hh-i]155.00A.091M Impossibility of health*
FirAn238[Hh-i]155.00A.091There is no health; Physitians* say that wee,
FirAn239[Hh-i]155.00A.104But accessory, and principall in ill;*
FirAn239[Hh-i]155.00A.113When as,* the Sunne and man* did seeme to strive,
FirAn239[Hh-i]155.00A.115When,* Stagge, and Raven, and the long-liv'd tree,
FirAn239[Hh-i]155.00A.117When if a slow* pac'd starre had stolen away
FirAn239[Hh-i]155.00A.122Mans growth confess'd, and recompenc'd* the meat;*
FirAn239[Hh-i]155.00A.123So spacious* and large, that every Soule
FirAn239[Hh-i]155.00A.125And when the very stature,* thus erect,
SecAn261[L-o]157.00A.045M A iust estimation* of this world.
SecAn273[N-o]157.00A.384M Of essentiall joy in this life and in the next.*
SecAn273[N-o]157.00A.411Is built, as rise and fall, to more and lesse: *
SecAn273[N-o]157.00A.412Alas, 'tis but a casuall happinesse. *
SecAn273[N-o]157.00A.413Hath ever any man to'himselfe assign'd*
[CW: This]
LovDeity281[Oo-o]064.00a.020To ungod this child againe, it could not bee*
Fun285[Oo-o]067.00A.003That subtile wreath of haire, which crowns* my arms;
Fun285[Oo-o]067.00A.005For'tis my outward Soule,*
Fun285[Oo-o]067.00A.014Can better do'it; Except* she meant that I
Fun285[Oo-o]067.00A.020If into others hands these Reliques* came;
[CW: As]
ElExpost301[Qq-o]022.00A.045May he without remorse* deny God thrice,
Lam322[TT-i]187.00A.368Black as an Ocean colour'd had our skinne:*
Sat1326[TT-i]001.00A.029That when thou meet'st one, with enquiring eyes*
Sat1326[TT-i]001.00A.032So high or low, dost raise thy formall hat:*
Sat1326[TT-i]001.00A.040Of* thy plumpe muddy whore, or prostitute boy
Sat1326[TT-i]001.00A.041Hate vertue, though shee be naked, and bare:*
Sat1326[TT-i]001.00A.050Charitably warn'd* of thy sinnes, dost repent
Sat1327[TT-i]001.00A.059And sooner may a gulling weather-Spie*
Sat1327[TT-i]001.00A.084Yonder well favoured youth?* Which? Oh, 'tis hee
[CW: And]
 

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