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Good-morrow to the day so fair. Herrick. III. 310.
143. Having interr'd her infant birth. Ld Herbert of Cher
bury. III. 42. He first deceas’d; she for a little tried. Wotton. II.
368. He that loves a rosy cheek. Carew. III. 163. He whose active thoughts disdain. Stanley. III. 314. Hear, ye virgins, and I'll teach. Herrick. III. 307. Hears not my Phillis, how the birds. Sedley. III. 395. Hence all you vain delights. Beaumont and Fletcher.
III. 63. Hence, away, thou Syren, leave me. Wither. III. 93. Here, Cælia, for thy sake I part. Waller. III. 196. Here's to thee, Dick !--this whining love despise. Cow
ley. III. 279. Honest lover whosoever. Suckling. III. 244. How eager are our vain pursuits. Veel. III. 401. How happy a thing were a wedding. Flatman. III.
383. How uneasy is his life. Cotton. III. 367. How we dally out our days. Gomersall. III. 176. Husband ! if thou wilt pure appear. Kendall. II. 230.
I ask not one in whom all beauties grow. Cowley. III.
280. I being Care, thou fliest me as ill fortune. Constable.
I do confess thou’rt smooth and fair. Anon. III. 348.
I made a posy, while the day ran by. Herbert. III.
125. I muse and marvel in my mind. Scot. II. 124. I must alledge, and thou canst tell. Gascoigne. II,
178. I must not grieve my love, whose eyes would read. Da.
niel. II, 320. I never stoop'd so low as they. Donne. II. 385. I never yet could see that face. Cowley. III. 285. I once may see when years shall wreak my wrong. Da
niel. II. 318. I pray thee leave, love me no more. Drayton. II. 340. I prithee leave this peevish fashion. Brome, III. 299. I read how Salmacis, sometime, with sight. Turbervile.
II. 181. I see there is no sort. Anon. II. 102. I tell thee, Dick, where I have been. Suckling. III.
248. I walk'd along a stream, for pureness rare. Marlowe.
II. 328. I weigh not Fortune's frown or smile. Sylvester. II.
331. I, with whose colours Myra drest her head. Ld Brook.
II. 264. I'll tell you whence the rose did first grow red. Anon.
III, 338. If all the world and love were young. Raleigh. II. 220. If banish'd sleep, and watchful care. Turbervile. II.
180. If ever Sorrow spoke from soul that loves. Constable.
If marriage life yields such content. Brathwait. III.
103. If mine eyes do e'er declare. Cowley. III. 282. If the quick spirits in your eye. Carew. III. 161. If this be love, to draw a weary breath. Daniel. II,
317. If thou like her flowing tresses. Prestwich. III. 329. If truth may take no trusty hold. John Hall. II. 120. In a grove most rich of shade. Sidney. II. 249. In Bowdoun, on black monunday. Clapperton. II. 127. In court to serve decked with fresh array. Wyatt. II.
48. In going to my naked bed, as one that would have slept.
Edwards. II. 141. In hope a king doth go to war. Anon. III. 141. In the merry month of May. Breton. II. 280. In Thetis' lap while Titan took his rest. Watson. II.
308. In thy fair breast, and once fair soul. Howard. III.
304. In time the bull is brought to wear the yoke. Watson. In working well, if travel you sustain. Grimoald. II, Insulting beauty, you mis-spend. E. of Rochester. III.
404. Invest my head with fragrant rose. Heath. III. 319. It chanc'd of late a shepherd's swain. Davison. III.
Know, Celia, since thou art so proud. Carew. III. 167. Know then, my brethren, heaven is clear. Quarles. III.
L. Ladies, fly from Love's smooth tale. Carew. III. 169. Laid in my quiet bed to rest. Gifford. II. 210. Let those complain that feel Love's cruelty. Beaumont
and Fletcher. III. 67.
Like as the culver, on the bared bough. Spenser. II.
234. Like as the damask rose you see. Wastell. II. 359. Like the violet, which alone. Habington. III. 206. Like to Diana in her summer-weed. Green. II. 197. Like to the falling of a star. Beaumont. III. 69. Little think'st thou, poor ant, who there. Fleckno. III.
Look, Delia, how westeem the half-blown rose. Da
niel. II, 316. Lord! how you take upon you still. Cotton. III. 361. Lordly gallants, tell me this. Wither. III. 86. Love and my Mistress were at strife. Breton. II. 286. Love, brave Virtue's younger brother. Crashaw. III.
225. Love in fantastic triumph sat. Behn. III. 359. * Love in her sunny eyes does basking play. Cowley. III.
282. Love is a region full of fires. Sir J. Beaumont. III.
59. Love is a sickness full of woes. Daniel, II. 324. Love is the blossom where there blows. G. Fletcher.
III. 55. Love not me for comely grace. Anon. III. 142. Love still has something of the sea. Sedley. III. 391. Love, that liveth and reigneth in my thought. E. of Sur
rey. II. 67. Love, when 'tis true, needs not the aid. Sedley. III. Love's sooner felt than seen; his substance thin. P.
Fletcher. III. 51.
M. Madam, withouten many words. Wyatt. II. 44. Margarita first possess'd. Cowley, III. 287. Mark how the bashful Morn in vain. Carew. III. 166. Mark, Ostella, wher the Spring Tatham. III. 257. Mark, when she smiles with amiable cheer. Spenser. II. • 234. Martial, the things that do attain. E. of Surrey. II. 58.
Melancholy hence! and get. Shirley. III. 129.
son. II. 310.
mond. III. 74.