Missing Titles |
Klock | 42 | [G-i] | 099.00A.HE1 | * |
Ralph | 43 | [G-i] | 100.00A.HE1 | * |
TWHence | 96 | [N-o] | 117.00A.HE1 | * |
Mess | 186 | [Bb-i] | 025.00A.HE1 | * |
Bait | 190 | [Bb-i] | 027.00A.HE1 | * |
Under | 198 | [Cc-i] | 063.00A.HE1 | * |
Commun | 222 | [Ff-i] | 053.00A.HE1 | * |
ConfL | 226 | [Gg-i] | 056.00A.HE1 | * |
Press Variants |
Metem | 2 | [B-i] | 158.00A.013 | In the first East,* thou now begins to shine, |
Metem | 2 | [B-i] | 158.00A.017 | And see at night thy Westerne land of Myne,* |
Metem | 2 | [B-i] | 158.00A.019 | That before thee, one day beganne to bee,* |
Metem | 3 | [B-i] | 158.00A.031 | Great Destiny the Commissary* of God, |
Metem | 3 | [B-i] | 158.00A.034 | Our wayes and ends seest at one instant;* Thou |
Metem | 3 | [B-i] | 158.00A.036 | Ne'r* smiles nor frownes, O vouch-safe thou to looke |
Metem | 3 | [B-i] | 158.00A.050 | His right and due, a whole unwasted man may have.
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[CW: VI.*] |
Metem | 5 | [B-o] | 158.00A.083 | That apple grew, which this Soule did * |
Metem | 6 | [B-i] | 158.00A.096 | She thrusts* us out, and by them we are led |
Metem | 7 | [B-i] | 158.00A.111 | But snatch mee heavenly Spirit* from this vaine |
Metem | 7 | [B-i] | 158.00A.119 | As wrastlers, perfects* them; Not liberties |
Metem | 7 | [B-i] | 158.00A.130 | There through th'earths-pores,* and in a Plant hous'd her a new.
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[CW: XIV.] |
Metem | 8 | [B-o] | 158.00A.137 | To see the Prince,* and so fill'd the way |
Metem | 10 | [C-i] | 158.00A.187 | As his late house, and the first houre* speaks plaine, |
Metem | 11 | [C-i] | 158.00A.204 | So jolly, that it can move this soule;* Is* |
Metem | 14 | [C-i] | 158.00A.260 | This wretch;* So* hardly are ill habits left again.* |
Metem | 15 | [C-i] | 158.00A.280 | It's* rais'd, to be the Raisers instrument and food. |
Metem | 19 | [E-i] | 158.00A.365 | That they* revenge, and obsequies forget, |
Metem | 22 | [E-i] | 158.00A.427 | Abell had plac'd* end* all his losse, and feare* |
Hero | 40 | [F-o] | 083.00A.002 | Both whom one fire had burnt, one water drownd.* |
ElChange | 48 | [G-o] | 016.00A.018 | And yet allowes his ground more corne should beare;* |
Storm | 58 | [I-i] | 109.00A.044 | Then if the Sunne had drunke the sea before;* |
Storm | 58 | [I-i] | 109.00A.045 | Some coffin'd in their cabbins lye,'equally* |
Storm | 58 | [I-i] | 109.00A.054 | Shak'd with this ague, and the Hold and Wast* |
Storm | 58 | [I-i] | 109.00A.066 | Hell somewhat lightsome, and the'* Bermuda* calme. |
Storm | 59 | [I-i] | 109.00A.074 | That though thine absence sterve me,* 'I wish not thee. |
Calm | 59 | [I-i] | 110.00A.002 | A stupid calme, but nothing it,* doth swage. |
Calm | 59 | [I-i] | 110.00A.005 | Stormes chafe, and soone weare out themselves, or us;* |
Calm | 59 | [I-i] | 110.00A.007 | As steady'as* I can wish, that my thoughts were, |
Calm | 59 | [I-i] | 110.00A.009 | The sea is now. And,* as the Iles which wee |
BedfRef | 79 | [L-i] | 137.00A.008 | (Where a transcendent height, (as, lownesse mee)* |
BedfWrit | 84 | [M-o] | 138.00A.001 | T'have* written then, when you writ, seem'd to mee |
TWHail | 94 | [N-i] | 114.00A.015 | Before * thy grace got in the* Muses Schoole) |
SB | 98 | [O-i] | 124.00A.013 | I, though I brought no* fuell, had desire |
BedfDead | 111 | [P-i] | 143.00A.005 | That thankfullnesse your favours have begot* |
Sal | 116 | [Q-o] | 145.00A.042 | Of those faire creatures, which were made that da* |
EpEliz | 118 | [Q-i] | 107.00A.014 | This day, which might enflāe thy* self, Old Valentine.
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[CW: II] |
EpEliz | 119 | [Q-i] | 107.00A.015 | Till now, Thou warmd'st* with multiplying loves |
EpEliz | 119 | [Q-i] | 107.00A.019 | Thou mak'st a Taper* see |
EpEliz | 119 | [Q-i] | 107.00A.041 | Since thou dost this day* in new glory shine, |
EpEliz | 122 | [R-i] | 107.00A.091 | That neither would, nor needs forbeare,* nor stay, |
EpEliz | 122 | [R-i] | 107.00A.095 | They pay, they give, they lend, and so let fall* |
Eclog | 123 | [R-i] | 108.00A.HE1 | ECCLOGVE.* |
Eclog | 126 | [R-i] | 108.00A.086 | An earnest lover, wise then, and before.* |
Eclog | 126 | [R-i] | 108.00A.091a | Idios. I knew* |
Eclog | 126 | [R-i] | 108.00A.096 | At a great feast, having no Grace* to say, |
Eclog | 127 | [R-i] | 108.00A.101 | But since I'am dead, and buried,* I could frame |
Eclog | 127 | [R-i] | 108.00A.102 | No Epitaph, which might advance my fame* |
Eclog | 127 | [R-i] | 108.00A.115 | The fire of these inflaming eyes, or of this loving heart.
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[CW: II.*] |
Eclog | 129 | [S-o] | 108.00A.148 | To us that come, thy inflaming eyes, to him, thy loving heart.
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[CW: V.*] |
Eclog | 130 | [S-i] | 108.00A.153 | Are dust, and wormes, 'tis* just |
EpLin | 135 | [S-i] | 106.00A.004 | It nourseth sadnesse, and your body* print, |
EpLin | 137 | [T-o] | 106.00A.076 | Thee of these chaines and robes which wee* put on |
EpLin | 138 | [T-i] | 106.00A.095 | Wonders are wrought, for shee which had no maime,* |
Har | 141 | [T-o] | 153.00A.031 | God is the glasse; as* thou when thou dost see |
Har | 141 | [T-o] | 153.00A.035 | Though God be our true glass, through which we see* |
Har | 142 | [T-i] | 153.00A.063 | For as, hee that would say, spirits are fram'd* |
Har | 142 | [T-i] | 153.00A.068 | Are much entirer* then a million. |
Har | 142 | [T-i] | 153.00A.076 | When they would exercise*, lacke time, and space. |
Har | 142 | [T-i] | 153.00A.078 | For lack of time, his owne epitome*. |
Har | 142 | [T-i] | 153.00A.081 | As when an* Angell down from heav'n doth flye, |
Har | 143 | [T-i] | 153.00A.085 | Yet when he's* come, we know he did repaire |
Har | 143 | [T-i] | 153.00A.095 | Yet without doubt, hee doth distinctly see* |
Har | 143 | [T-i] | 153.00A.097 | So, in short liv'd good men, is'not* understood |
Har | 143 | [T-i] | 153.00A.103 | Before by deeds* they are diffus'd and spred, |
Har | 143 | [T-i] | 153.00A.108 | In heav'n, the other might securely'have* pac'd |
Har | 143 | [T-i] | 153.00A.110 | Which the whole world, or man, the abridgment hath.* |
Har | 144 | [T-o] | 153.00A.118 | Onely great circles, then* can,* be our scale: |
Har | 146 | [V-i] | 153.00A.189 | And so in that capacitie remove* |
Har | 146 | [V-i] | 153.00A.190 | All jealousies* 'twixt Prince and subjects love, |
Har | 147 | [V-i] | 153.00A.210 | Of which he gave thee the vicariate,* |
ElAut | 151 | [V-i] | 050.00A.011 | Faire eyes, who askes more heate* then comes from hence, |
ElAut | 151 | [V-i] | 050.00A.019 | Here dwells he, though he sojourne ev'ry where,* |
Henry | 155 | [X-i] | 152.00A.047 | Would ease us* much, doth he grudge misery; |
Lit | 177 | [Aa-o] | 184.00A.107 | Divorce* thou sinne in us, or bid it die, |
Lit | 180 | [Aa-o] | 184.00A.159 | Glorifiedst* Povertie, |
Lit | 181 | [Aa-o] | 184.00A.164 | Which is still* the agonie of pious wits, |
Lit | 184 | [Aa-o] | 184.00A.224 | To'admit the like of majestie divine*, |
Lit | 184 | [Aa-o] | 184.00A.231 | Which well*, if we starve, dine, |
Mess | 186 | [Bb-i] | 025.00A.024 | Or prove as false as thou art now.
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[CW: A*] |
Noct | 187 | [Bb-i] | 082.00A.005 | The worlds whole sap is sunke:* |
Noct | 187 | [Bb-i] | 082.00A.006 | The generall balme th'hydroptique earth hath drunk,* |
Noct | 187 | [Bb-i] | 082.00A.007 | Whither*, as to the beds-feet life is shrunke, |
Noct | 187 | [Bb-i] | 082.00A.009 | Compar'd with mee, who am* their Epitaph. |
Noct | 187 | [Bb-i] | 082.00A.013 | In whom love wrought new Alchimie*. |
Bait | 190 | [Bb-i] | 027.00A.004 | With silken lines, and silver hookes.* |
Bait | 190 | [Bb-i] | 027.00A.020 | With strangling snare, or windowie net:* |
Appar | 191 | [Bb-i] | 028.00A.005 | And thee* fain'd vestall in worse armes shall see; |
Appar | 191 | [Bb-i] | 028.00A.012 | Bath'd in* a cold quicksilver sweat wilt lye |
ValMourn | 193 | [Cc-o] | 031.00A.006 | No teare-floods, nor sigh-tempests* move, |
SGo | 196 | [Cc-o] | 033.00A.018 | Lives a woman true, and faire.
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[CW: If*] |
WomCon | 197 | [Cc-o] | 034.00A.HE1 | Womans constancy.* |
Anniv | 213 | [Ee-o] | 048.00A.007 | Only our love hath no decay;* |
FirAn | 236 | [Hh-o] | 155.00A.020 | And so the world had fits; it joy'd, it mourn'd;* |
FirAn | 236 | [Hh-o] | 155.00A.024 | Well, when alas, thou'rt in a Lethargie.* |
FirAn | 236 | [Hh-o] | 155.00A.031 | Thou hast forgot thy name* thou hadst; thou wast |
FirAn | 238 | [Hh-i] | 155.00A.088 | M The sicknes of the World* |
FirAn | 238 | [Hh-i] | 155.00A.091 | M Impossibility of health* |
FirAn | 238 | [Hh-i] | 155.00A.091 | There is no health; Physitians* say that wee, |
FirAn | 239 | [Hh-i] | 155.00A.104 | But accessory, and principall in ill;* |
FirAn | 239 | [Hh-i] | 155.00A.113 | When as,* the Sunne and man* did seeme to strive, |
FirAn | 239 | [Hh-i] | 155.00A.115 | When,* Stagge, and Raven, and the long-liv'd tree, |
FirAn | 239 | [Hh-i] | 155.00A.117 | When if a slow* pac'd starre had stolne away |
FirAn | 239 | [Hh-i] | 155.00A.122 | Mans growth confess'd, and recompenc'd* the meat;* |
FirAn | 239 | [Hh-i] | 155.00A.123 | So spacious* and large, that every Soule |
FirAn | 239 | [Hh-i] | 155.00A.125 | And when the very stature,* thus erect, |
SecAn | 261 | [L-o] | 157.00A.045 | M A iust estimation* of this world. |
SecAn | 273 | [N-o] | 157.00A.384 | M Of essentiall joy in this life and in the next.* |
SecAn | 273 | [N-o] | 157.00A.411 | Is built, as rise and fall, to more and lesse: * |
SecAn | 273 | [N-o] | 157.00A.412 | Alas, 'tis but a casuall happinesse. * |
SecAn | 273 | [N-o] | 157.00A.413 | Hath ever any man to'himselfe assign'd*
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[CW: This] |
LovDeity | 281 | [Oo-o] | 064.00a.020 | To ungod this child againe, it could not bee* |
Fun | 285 | [Oo-o] | 067.00A.003 | That subtile wreath of haire, which crowns* my arme; |
Fun | 285 | [Oo-o] | 067.00A.005 | For'tis my outward Soule,* |
Fun | 285 | [Oo-o] | 067.00A.014 | Can better do'it; Except* she meant that I |
Fun | 285 | [Oo-o] | 067.00A.020 | If into others hands these Reliques* came;
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[CW: As] |
ElExpost | 301 | [Qq-o] | 022.00A.045 | May he without remorse* deny God thrice, |
Lam | 322 | [TT-i] | 187.00A.368 | Black as an Ocean colour'd had our skinne:* |
Sat1 | 326 | [TT-i] | 001.00A.029 | That when thou meet'st one, with enquiring eyes* |
Sat1 | 326 | [TT-i] | 001.00A.032 | So high or low, dost raise thy formall hat:* |
Sat1 | 326 | [TT-i] | 001.00A.040 | Of* thy plumpe muddy whore, or prostitute boy |
Sat1 | 326 | [TT-i] | 001.00A.041 | Hate vertue, though shee be naked, and bare:* |
Sat1 | 326 | [TT-i] | 001.00A.050 | Charitably warn'd* of thy sinnes, dost repent |
Sat1 | 327 | [TT-i] | 001.00A.059 | And sooner may a gulling weather-Spie* |
Sat1 | 327 | [TT-i] | 001.00A.084 | Yonder well favoured youth?* Which? Oh, 'tis hee
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[CW: And] |