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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!

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FROM 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

1 This song was set to music by Nicholas Launeare, and inserted in the compilation of Ayres and Dialogues by Henry Lawes, 1353.-G.

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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.

After many scenes like these.....

Alas! but Morison fell young..

139

265

12

All men are worms: but this no man. In silk......
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..

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

And why to me this, thou lame lord of fire.........
Ask not to know this man. If fame should speak...
At court I met it, in clothes brave enough....
Away, and leave me, thou thing most abhorred..
A woman's friendship! God, whom I trust in.........................

Banks feels no lameness of his knotty gout..
Beauties, have ye seen this boy.

Be safe, nor fear thyself so good a fame.

Boast not these titles of your ancestors

Brave infant of Saguntum, clear........

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But 'cause thou hear'st the mighty king of Spain..... 351

By those bright eyes, at whose immortal fires.......... 179

Call, noble Lucius, then for wine.........

267

Camden, most reverend head, to whom I owe

11

Can beauty, that did prompt me first to write...... 178
Charis, guess, and do not miss...

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Charis one day in discourse...

144
146

Cheveril cries out my verses libels are

Chuffe, lately rich in name, in chattels, goods....

Cob, thou nor soldier, thief, nor fencer art.

28

24

35

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

386

Does the Court Pucelle then so censure me..
Donne, the delight of Phoebus and each muse........

Don Surly, to aspire the glorious name..
Do, pious marble, let thy reader know
Do what you come for, captain, with your news
Drink to me only with thine eyes.....

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

238

15

17

335

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61

109

199

48

Fair Fame, who art ordained to crown....

Fair friend, 'tis true your beauties move...

298

289

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

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Fine Madame Would-be, wherefore should you fear.. 31

Follow a shadow, it still flies you..

107

Fools, they are the only nation.

For all night-sins with others' wives unknown.

Forbear to tempt me, Prowle, I will not show....
For his mind I do not care

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For what is life, if measured by the space...
From death and dark oblivion, near the same

265

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

grace..

Good and great God! can I not think of Thee..
Goodyere, I'm glad and grateful to report...
Great Charles, among the holy gifts of
Groine, come of age, his 'state sold out of hand.
Guilty, because I bade you late be wise..
Guilty, be wise; and though thou know'st the crimes
Gut eats all day and lechers all the night............... 71

19

129

42

255

71

21

Hail, happy Genius of this ancient pile.....
Hail, Mary, full of grace! it once was said.

242

259

Hang up those dull and envious fools..
Hardy, thy brain is valiant, 'tis confest...
Hear me, O God .....

152

12

135

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

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

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

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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...

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I could begin with that grand form, Here lies

368

Idiot, last night I prayed thee but forbear..

30

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