| Poem No. | Ordinal Position | Abbr. | First Line | P. No. |
pp. -6 - -1 |
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pp. 220-223 |
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160a |
1 |
"Deigne at my hand this Crowne of prayer and praise" |
p. 1 |
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160b |
2 |
"Saluation vnto all that will is nigh" |
p. 1 |
|
160c |
3 |
"Immensitie cloystred in thy deare wombe" |
p. 2 |
|
160d |
4 |
"With his kynd mother who partakes thy woe" |
p. 2 |
|
160e |
5 |
"By miracles exceedinge power of man" |
p. 3 |
|
160f |
6 |
"Moyst with one drop of thy bloud my dry Soule" |
p. 3 |
|
160g |
7 |
"Salute the last and everlastinge daie" |
p. 4 |
|
162 |
8 |
"As due by manie titels I resigne" |
p. 5 |
|
163 |
9 |
"O my blacke Soule now thou art summoned" |
p. 5 |
|
164 |
10 |
"This is my plaies last Scene here Heauens apointe" |
p. 6 |
|
165 |
11 |
"At ye round earths imagined corners blowe" |
p. 6 |
|
166 |
12 |
"If poisonus Mineralls, And if that tree" |
p. 7 |
|
167 |
13 |
"Death bee not proud, though som%Te haue cald thee" |
p. 7 |
|
168 |
14 |
"Spitt in my face yee Iewes and peirce my side" |
p. 8 |
|
169 |
15 |
"Why are wee by all creatures waited on?" |
p. 8 |
|
145 |
16 |
"Faire, Great, and Good, since seeing yow wee see" |
pp. 9–11 |
|
142 |
17 |
" Madam / Here where by all, all Saincts Adored are" |
pp. 12–15 |
|
24 |
18 |
"Where is that holy fire which verse is said" |
pp. 16–18 |
|
35 |
19 |
"Image of her whome I loue, more then shee," |
pp. 18–19 |
|
50 |
20 |
"Noe Springe nor Summer beautie, hath such grace" |
pp. 19–21 |
|
17 |
21 |
"Marry and loue thy Flauia, for shee" |
pp. 21–23 |
|
11 |
22 |
"Fond woman which wouldst haue thy hvsband die" |
pp. 23–24 |
|
16 |
23 |
"Although thy hand, and faith, and good works too" |
pp. 24–25 |
|
18 |
24 |
"By our first strange and fatall interuiewe," |
pp. 25–27 |
|
13 |
25 |
"Natures lay Ideott I taught thee to loue" |
pp. 27–28 |
|
10 |
26 |
"Once and but once fownd in thy companie" |
pp. 28–31 |
|
19 |
27 |
"Heere take my Picture, though I bid farwell" |
p. 31 |
|
8 |
28 |
"Not that in colour it seemd like thy haire," |
pp. 32–35 |
|
12 |
29 |
"O let not mee serue soe as those men serue" |
pp. 35–37 |
|
14 |
30 |
"Till I haue peace with thee, warr other men. " |
pp. 37-38 |
|
109 |
31 |
"Thou which art I (tis nothinge to bee soe)" |
pp. 38-41 |
|
110 |
32 |
"Our storme is past and that stormes tyrannous rage" |
pp. 41-42 |
|
83 |
33 |
"Both robd of aire wee both lie in one grownd," |
p. 43 |
|
84 |
34 |
"Two by themselues, each other, loue, and feare" |
p. 43 |
|
85 |
35 |
"By childrens birth, and death, I am become" |
p. 43 |
|
86 |
36 |
"Out of a fired Ship, which by noe waie" |
p. 43 |
|
87 |
37 |
"Vnder an vndermind, and shott bruisd wall" |
p. 43 |
|
88 |
38 |
"I am vnable, yonder begger cryes" |
p. 43 |
|
89 |
39 |
"Your Mistrisse that yow follow whores still taxeth yow" |
p. 43 |
|
90 |
40 |
"Thy sinns, and haires may no man equall call" |
p. 44 |
|
93 |
41 |
"If in his studdie hee haue soe much care" |
p. 44 |
|
94 |
42 |
" Thy father all from thee by his last will" |
p. 44 |
|
96 |
43 |
"Like Esops fellowe=slaues O Mercury," |
p. 44 |
|
97 |
44 |
"Thy flattering picture Phrine, is like thee" |
p. 44 |
|
98 |
45 |
"Philo with twelue yeares studie hath been griued" |
p. 44 |
|
99 |
46 |
"Klockius. so deeply hath sworne, nere more to come" |
p. 44 |
|
103 |
47 |
"Why this Man gelded Martiall I mvse" |
p. 45 |
|
100 |
48 |
"Compassion in the world againe is bred," |
p. 45 |
|
82 |
49 |
"Tis the yeares midnight, and it is the daies;" |
p. 45-46 |
|
72 |
50 |
"Shees dead: and all which die" |
p. 47 |
|
62 |
51 |
"Where like a pillowe on a bed" |
pp. 47-50 |
|
63 |
52 |
"I haue done one brauer thinge" |
pp. 51-52 |
|
64 |
53 |
"I longe to talke with some old Louers Gost" |
pp. 52-53 |
|
65 |
54 |
"To what a cumbersome vnwildines," |
pp. 53-54 |
|
66 |
55 |
"Before I sigh my last gaspe, lett mee breath" |
pp. 54-56 |
|
67 |
56 |
"Who ever comes to shrowde mee, doe not harme" |
pp. 56-57 |
|
28 |
57 |
"When by thy scorne O murdresse I am dead," |
p. 57 |
|
26 |
58 |
"I fix myne eye on thine, and there" |
p. 58 |
|
29 |
59 |
"Hee is stark mad who euer saies" |
pp. 58-59 |
|
30 |
60 |
"Stand still and I will reade to thee" |
p. 60 |
|
46 |
61 |
"Tis true tis day, what though it bee?" |
p. 61 |
|
32 |
62 |
"I wonder by my troth, what thou and I," |
p. 62 |
|
73 |
63 |
"Thou art not soe blacke as my hart," |
p. 63 |
|
40 |
64 |
"I am two fooles I knowe" |
p. 63-64 |
|
41 |
65 |
"If yet I haue not all thy loue," |
pp. 64-65 |
|
55 |
66 |
"Loue any Deuill els but yow," |
pp. 66-67 |
|
38 |
67 |
"For every howre that thou wilt spare mee now" |
pp. 67-68 |
|
36 |
68 |
"Busie old foole, vnruly sun," |
pp. 68-69 |
|
34 |
69 |
"Now thou hast loud mee one whole daye," |
pp. 70 |
|
44 |
70 |
" Oh doe not dye, for I shall hate" |
p. 70-71 |
|
37 |
71 |
"I can loue both faire and browne;" |
p. 72 |
|
49 |
72 |
"My name engraud herein" |
pp. 73-75 |
|
43 |
73 |
"When I died last, And deare, I die" |
p. 76 |
|
61 |
74 |
"Who euer guesses, thinks, or dreames hee knowes" |
pp. 77-78 |
|
45 |
75 |
"Twice or thrice had I loued thee," |
pp. 78-79 |
|
54 |
76 |
"I scarce beleeue my loue to bee soe pure" |
pp. 79-80 |
|
39 |
77 |
" For Gods sake hold your tounge, and let mee loue" |
pp. 80-82 |
|
59 |
78 |
"Some that haue deeper digd loues myne then I" |
pp. 82-83 |
|
51 |
79 |
"Blasted with sighes, and sorrounded with teares" |
pp. 83-84 |
|
57 |
80 |
"Deare loue for nothing lesse then thee" |
pp. 84-85 |
|
60 |
81 |
"Marke but this Flea, and marke in this" |
pp. 85-86 |
|
75 |
82 |
"So so breake of this last lamentinge kisse" |
pp. 86-87 |
|
76 |
83 |
"For the first twentie yeeres, since yesterdaie" |
p. 87 |
|
47 |
84 |
"Take heed of lovinge mee;" |
pp. 87-88 |
|
48 |
85 |
"All kings, and all their fauorites" |
pp. 88-89 |
|
69 |
86 |
"Vppon this Primerose hill" |
pp. 89-90 |
|
68 |
87 |
"Littell thinkst thou, poore flowre;" |
pp. 90-92 |
|
71 |
88 |
"When I am dead, and Doctours know not why." |
pp. 92-93 |
|
70 |
89 |
"When my Graue is broke vp" |
pp. 93-94 |
|
74 |
90 |
"I neuer stoopd soe lowe as they," |
pp. 94-95 |
|
58 |
91 |
"Lett mee powre forth" |
pp. 95-96 |
|
52 |
92 |
"Ile tell thee now, deare loue, what thou shalt doe" |
pp. 96-98 |
|
31 |
93 |
"As vertuous men pass mildly awaie" |
pp. 98-99 |
|
25 |
94 |
"Send home my long strayd eies to mee," |
p. 100 |
|
27 |
95 |
"Come liue with mee, and bee my loue" |
p. 101 |
|
53 |
96 |
"Good wee mvst loue, and mvst hate ill" |
p. 102 |
|
56 |
97 |
"Some man vnworthy to bee possessour" |
p. 103 |
|
42 |
98 |
"Sweetest loue I doe not goe, for weariness of thee," |
p. 103-104 |
|
33 |
99 |
"Goe and catch a falling starre," |
pp. 104-105 |
|
106 |
100 |
"The Sun=beames, in the East are spred," |
pp. 106-108 |
|
xxx |
100b |
missing |
|
pp. 109-124 |
149 |
101 |
"Man is the World, and death th'Ocean," |
p. 125 |
|
150 |
102 |
"Death I recant, and say vnsaid by mee" |
pp. 125-128 |
|
152 |
103 |
"Looke to mee fayth; and looke to my fayth God;" |
pp. 128-130 |
|
xxx |
103b |
missing |
|
pp. 131-134 |
153 |
104 |
"Faire soule, which wast, not onely,'as all soules bee," |
pp. 135-139 |
|
185 |
105 |
"Lett Mans Soule bee a Sphere, and then in this" |
pp. 140-141 |
|
183 |
106 |
"Tamely fraile bodie abstaine to daie; to daie " |
pp. 141-143 |
|
181 |
107 |
"Since Christ embracd the Crosse itt selfe, dare I" |
pp. 143-145 |
|
182 |
108 |
"Sleep sleep old Svnne, thou canst not haue repast" |
pp. 145-146 |
|
114 |
109 |
"All haile Sweete Poett, more full of more strong fire" |
pp. 146-147 |
|
115 |
110 |
"Haste thee harsh verse, as fast as thy lame measure" |
pp. 147-148 |
|
116 |
111 |
"Pregnant againe with the old twyns Hope and Feare" |
p. 148 |
|
117 |
112 |
"Att once from hence my lynes, and I depart," |
pp. 148-149 |
|
120 |
113 |
"Thy friend, whome thy desartes to thee enchaine" |
p. 149 |
|
124 |
114 |
"O thou which to search out the secrett partes" |
p. 150 |
|
126 |
115 |
"Is not thy sacred hvnger of science" |
p. 150-151 |
|
113 |
116 |
"Like one who in her widdowhood doth professe" |
pp. 151-153 |
|
122 |
117 |
"If as myne is, thy life a slumber bee," |
pp. 153-154 |
|
125 |
118 |
"Of that short roule of freinds writt in my hart" |
p. 154 |
|
127 |
119 |
"Blest are your North partes. for all this longe time" |
pp. 154-155 |
|
161 |
120 |
"See S.r how as the Suns hott Masculine flame" |
pp. 155-156 |
|
111 |
121 |
"Here is no more newes then vertue: I may as well" |
pp. 156-157 |
|
112 |
122 |
"S.r More then kisses letters mingle Soules;" |
pp. 157-159 |
|
129 |
123 |
"After those reuerend Papers, whose Soule is" |
pp. 159-161 |
|
130 |
124 |
"Who makes the past, A patterne for next yeare," |
pp. 161-163 |
|
140 |
125 |
"Man is a lump, where all Beasts kneaded bee" |
pp. 163-165 |
|
133 |
126 |
"Mad paper staie; And grudge not here to burne" |
pp. 165-167 |
|
134 |
127 |
"Reason is our Soules left hand, Fayth her right," |
pp. 167-168 |
|
136 |
128 |
"Honor is so sublime perfection," |
pp. 169-171 |
|
137 |
129 |
"Yow haue refind mee; and to worthiest thinges" |
pp. 171-173 |
|
138 |
130 |
"To haue written then, when yow writt, seemd to mee" |
pp. 174-176 |
|
139 |
131 |
"This twylight of two yeares; not past, nor next" |
pp. 177[178]-179[180] |
|
143 |
132 |
"Though I bee dead and buried, yett I haue" |
pp. 179[180]-180[181] |
|
141 |
133 |
"Man to Gods Image Eue to mans was made," |
pp. 180[181]-183[184] |
|
187 |
134 |
"How sitts this citie, late most populous," |
pp. 183[184]-198[199] |
|
184 |
135 |
"Father of Heauen, and him, by whom" |
pp. 199[200]-208[209] |
|
|
136 |
noncan |
Verses made of ye Lord Chancellor Viscount Saynt Albans |
pp. 208[209]-214[215] |
|
137 |
noncan |
Verses made by Sr Iohn Luson of the lady: M: Cooke. |
pp. 215[216]-216[217] |
|
138 |
noncan |
"Cruel beauty that engagest" |
pp. 216[217]-217[218] |
|
139 |
noncan |
"I sought in court where Cupids starrs appeere" |
pp. 217[218]-218[219] |
|
140 |
noncan |
To my good Angell Assistant.| |
pp. 218[219]-219[220] |