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A52865	The New academy of complements erected for ladies, gentlewomen, courtiers, gentlemen, scholars, souldiers, citizens, country-men, and all persons, of what degree soever, of both sexes : stored with variety of courtly and civil complements, eloquent letters of love and friendship : with an exact collection of the newest and choicest songs à la mode, both amorous and jovial / compiled by the most refined wits of this age.	Dorset, Charles Sackville, Earl of, 1638?-1706.; Sedley, Charles, Sir, 1639?-1701.; D'Avenant, William, Sir, 1606-1668.	1669 (1669)	Wing N529; ESTC R20160	138,272	292

for a slave Art thou here and heardst me rave Fly not sparkles from mine eye To shew my indignation nigh Am I not all foam and fire With voice as hoarse as a Town cryer How my back opes and shuts together With fury as old mens with weather Couldst thou not hear my teeth knack hither Thou nasty scurvy mungril Toad Mischief on thee light upon thee All the plagues that can confound thee Or did ever raign abroad Better a thousand lives it cost Than have brave Anger spilt or lost Song 133. PEace and silence be the guide To the Man and to the Bride If there be a Joy yet new In marriage let it fall on you That all the world may wonder If we should stay we should do worse And turn our blessings to a curse By keeping you asunder Another 134. JO Hymen Jo Hymen Jo Hymen Was wont to be still the old Song At high Nuptial Feasts Where the merry merry merry Guests With joy and good and wishes did throng But to this new Wedding new notes do I bring To rail at thee Hymen while sadly I sing Fie ô Hymen fie ô Hymen fie ô Hymen What hands and what hearts dost thou knit A widow that 's poor And a very very whore To an Heir that wants nothing but wit Yet thus far ô Hymen thy answer is made When his means are spent they may live by her trade Song 135. GIve me more love or more disdain The torrid or the frozen Zone Bring equal case unto my pain The temperate afford me none Either extream of love or hate Is sweeter than a calm estate Give me a storm if it be love Like Danae in a golden showre I swim in pleasure if it prove Disdain that torrent will devour My Vulture hopes And he 's possest Of heaven that 's but from hell releast Then crown my Joys or cure my pain Give me more love or more disdain Song 136. TEll me prithee faithless Swain Tell me prithee faithless Swain Why you did such passion feign On purpose to deceive me I no sooner lov'd again But you again to leave me Phillis we must blame our fate Phillis we must blame our fate Kindness bears a certain date And e're those Joys we tasted You in peevishness and state The time had almost wasted 'T was my love did yours destroy 'T was my love did yours destroy Strephon had I still been coy I know you still would prize me Think you dream'd you did enjoy And then you 'l not despise me Love like other native fires Love like other native fires Leaves what 's burnt and strait desires Fresh Objects to be choosing Repetition always tyres And all 's the worse for using Once again thy love pursue Once again thy love pursue And my scorns I will renew But passion doth so sway me That should I my sighs subdue My tears would soon betray me Sigh no more nor weep in vain Sigh no more nor weep in vain Nymph your Beauty soon will gain A more deserving Lover Slaves that once have broke their chains You hardly can recover Song 137. TEll me no more you love in vain Fair Celia you this passion feign Can those pretend to love that do Refuse what love perswades us too Who once has felt his active flame Dull Laws of Honor does disdain You would be thought his slave and yet You will not to his pow'r submit More cruel then those Beauties are Whose coyness wounds us with despair For all the kindness which you show Each Smile and Kiss which you bestow Are like those Cordials which we give To dying men to make them live And languish cut an hour in pain Be kinder Celia or Disdain Song 138. HOw happy art thou and I That never knew how to love There 's no such Blessings here beneath What e're there is above 'T is Liberty 't is Liberty Every wise man doth love Song 139. WHy should onely Man be ty'd To a foolish female thing When all Creatures else beside Birds and Beasts change every Spring Who would then to one be bound When so many may be found Why should I my self confine To the limits of one place When I have all Europe mine Where I list to run my race Who would the● to one be bound When so many may be found Would you think him wise that now Still one sort of meat doth eat When both Sea and Land allow Sundry sorts of other meat Who would then to one be bound When so many may be found E're old Saturn chang'd his throne Freedom reign'd and banisht strife Where was he that knew his own Or who call'd a woman wife Who would then to one bound When so many may be found Ten times happier are those men That enjoy'd those golden days Until time 's redress'd agen I will never Hymen praise Who is it would to one be bound When so many may be found Song 140. LOve's Empire as the world is wide All living creatures Lovers be And those which have no life beside Love by a secret sympathy Nay Gods themselves who limit destiny To Love's almighty Scepter subject be Under gilt Roo●s in humble Cells In Desarts and in Princes Courts This uncontrouled Power dwells Love unto every place resorts And all the world under his yoke does faint But he 's a Monarch that brooks no restraint Song 141. OH Chloris would the Gods allow We e're might love as we love now What greater Joys hath earth in store Or Heav'n it self to give us more For nothing sure so sweet can prove As pleasures of beginning Love But Love when to its heighth arriv'd Of all our Joys is shortest liv'd Its morning past it sets so soon That none can finde the afternoon And of that little time is lent Half in unkindness is mis-spent Since Fate to Love such short life gives And Love 's so tender whilst it lives Let us remove main fears away So to prevent its first decay For Love like blood let out before Will loose its power and cure no more Song 142. NO no thou all of red and white Thou hast not yet undone me quite For I have lost but half my heart Yet I confess the wound doth smart Then pretty thief oh steal no more But let me keep one part in store Sure half 's too much for thee of mine Unless I had some share in thine Though thou art fair and though thou' rt young And though thou hast a pretty tongue And every word that thou dost say Might lead a Princes heart astray Yet all those Traps will ne'r catch me I must have kinder Snares from thee 'Lass thou shalt see I can retreat And not lie conquer'd at thy feet 'T is true if I did keep the field At length I must be forc'd to yield Not like a Coward will I flie Nor like a fool will stay and die With half my heart I 'le march away Then t'other part not long will stay A heart divided knows no power Nor

Physitian or I shall suddenly expire Coy Mistriss Once I loved you but have learned more wit now than to follow such a blinde guide as Cupid I faith Widdow I am in love and 't is with you the untoward boy Cupid has wounded me 't is such a busie Urchin no person can be quiet for him He glides through the Isle of man in a minute gets into Middlesex and keeps his Christmass there till he 's fir'd out with heat and flames Scornful Girl Can you imagine I ever did intend to dote especially on that small stock of beauty of yours which serves only to convince me you are not extreamly ugly Exc●llent Beauty Painters Poets nor Players were ever guilty of half so many cruelties as you by the darts of your eyes do exercise on those that admire you most Dear Madam When I am absent from you I am sick of love but every visit gives somewhat of consolation to my passion Lady I am wholly yours it is your beauty that hath taken me from my self Madam Your Vertues are my meditations you and my thoughts are never absent Madam you are the admiration of the world like a fair picture you draw all mens eyes to see and wonder Fair Creature You are that rich Cabinet wherein Nature hath lockt up all her ra●ities Madam So to usurp an Authority is according to neither Law nor Reason Fair one This kiss from your inspiring hand will add to my former happiness Madam This Favor and you Crown your Servant Madam Your Beauty hath the Art to teach Christians to turn Idolaters Madam Be merciful or I am miserable your eyes are as the Ambassadors of life or death Divine Lady Could I be one of those wise men that rule the stars you might then conclude I might be able to govern my own affections Madam If there be a Heaven to reward vertues your name will be recorded in the Register of Saints Madam Your frowns are the emblems of death but your smiles give me a second being Madam To be absent from your service is a Torment since every of your Commands afford me a new Creation Madam I have pass'd my vows to confirm them I give you my heart and hand to continue yours till death Madam Confirm me in your favour with a smile Fair One I 'le pay the last tribute of my lips to your fair hands Madam Your heart is like pibble smooth but stoney Madam Continue constant and be assured I will rather loose my life than part with my resolutions of serving you Madam Since you are born into the world to be admir'd you should not eclipse your self from him that can live no longer than he serves you Most Divine Lady I could live an Age upon those Lips Madam I am real my love is white as Truth and innocent as Vertue Oh Madam Be like your self fair and not re●embling Narcissus benighted with the clouds of scorn Madam May heaven smile upon you farewel and prosper Madam You are all sweetness and I the admirer of your Vertu●s Oh let me ●ly into your bosom Madam Be not cruel but save that creature whose life depends on you who●● every power ownes not himsel● but you Madam You are a Deity to whom my heart presents its devotio● Madam My soul is in a ●lame and remains a Sacrifice till you shall please to accept it Madam May I become the scorn of time when I prove so monstrous as to give you the least occasion to repent your love Madam Oh let me confirm my happiness upon your Lip and study there by some new way of number to multiply my bliss Madam The treasuries of Grace and Nature were quite exhausted to accomplish your perfections Madam My language is as my Intentions plain and real he that makes use of golden words does it only to gild over the corruptions of his soul. Dear Madam I am ravished with the well-tuned Harmony of your pleasant voice Lady I return to you all your Vows be free as the Air you breath in Madam Can you be so unjust as to deem my language feigned I will sooner forget to eat than to honor you Madam Far be it from me to speak a language should displease your ear Farewel incomparable Mistriss Madam Had I a hundred hearts I should want room to entertain your love Madam Be assured I will either enjoy you or die a Martyr in your quarrel Madam for your sweet sake my meditations are loaded with Metaphors I am valiant witty and will be any thing to be yours Mistriss To be plain with you I love you but I want utterance and that is a good sign Sweet bit of beauty the delight of mine own soul I am come to visit thee and have brought with me a hundred thousand salutations Most resplendant Lady I am full of the fruits of love and should be proud if you would be pleased to participate Dear Mor●el of Modesty How I love you and so sincerely that I protest to make you Mistriss of my thoughts Lady of my returns and commit all my Moveables into your hands and upon the same I give you an earnest kiss in the high road to Matrimony My Dear Girl Thou hast catcht me my heart thou hast had before now here 's my hand Fair One Seal my pardon for my former rudeness and may I forget my love if I loose my civility hereafter Madam I owe all that I have to your Beauty it is the sole Commandress of my thoughts Dear Madam The breath of new blown Roses is not more sweet than yours I could kiss thee till I engender on thy lips Madam By your fair self I love you with as much true zeal as Anchorites do their prayers Dear Mistriss I am in paradice when I but dream of your perfections Fair Lady A thousand Cupids call me to kiss your hands Fairest By the Law of Love and Arms I may demand a kiss Madam You are the fairest Nature ever did design for wonder Madam The perfume of your sweet breath informs me your Mother fed on Roses when she bred you Madam I shall be more grateful than to slight those benefits you showre upon me Fair One You have taught me to despise my self I can do nothing but admire your Vertues If I am void of Reason Fairest creature suffer Love to be my Advocate that will not allow of limits Mistriss Be not angry if I tell you my love when once abused may turn into a fury Without doubt Madam if the Gods as Poets fancie created Beauty it was their Master-peice since they themselves are unable to oppose that force which they ordain'd Madam It is impossible any one should see your beauty and not become a captive Madam I shall forbear to talk of Beauty or of Vertue unless you are present Madam I should be ignorant of what is rare did not your Vertues instruct my understanding Madam They that diminish your worth or Beautie dare rob all that is good and sin against

gaming For when I think upon 't Oh 't is so painful 'Cause Ladies have a trick To be disdainful Beauty shall court it self 'T is not worth speaking I 'le no more Amorous pangs No more heart-breaking Those that ne'r felt the smart Let them go try it I have redeem'd my heart Now I defie it Song 40. NO more no more I must give o're For Beauty is so sweet It makes me pine Distrust my mind And surfet when I see 't Forgive me love If I remove Unto some other sphear Where I may keep A Flock of Sheep And know no other care Song 41. CHloris farewel I now must go For if with thee I here do stay Thy eyes prevail upon me so I shall grow blinde and lose my way Fame of thy beauty and thy youth Amongst the rest me hither brought Finding this Fame fall short of truth Made me stay longer than I thought For I 'm engag'd by word and oath A servant to anothers will Yet for thy love would forfeit both Could I be sure to keep it still But what assurance can I take When thou fore-knowing this abuse For some more worthy Lovers sake Mayst leave me with so just excuse For thou may'st say 't was not my fault That thou didst thus unconstant prove Thou wert by my example taught To break thy oath to mend thy love No Chloris no I will return And raise thy story to that height That strangers shall at distance burn And she distrust me reprobate Then shall my Love this doubt displace And gain such trust that I may come And banquet sometimes on thy face But make my constant Meals at home Song 42. TO little or no purpose I spent many days In ranging the Park th' Exchange and th' Plays For ne'r in my Rambles till now did I prove So lucky to meet with the man I could love For oh how I am pleas'd when I think of this man That I finde I must love let me do what I can How long I shall love him I can no more tell Than had I Feavor when I should be well My passion shall kill me before I will show it And yet I would give all the world he did know it But oh how I sigh when I think he should woo me I cannot deny what I know would undo me Song 43. SHall I lie wasting in despair Die because a womans fair Or my cheeks make pale with care 'Cause anothers Rosie are Be she fairer than the day Or the flowery Meads in May If she be not so to me What care I how fair she be Shall I mine affections slack 'Cause I see a woman black Or my self with care cast down 'Cause I see a woman brown Be she blacker than the night Or the blackest Jet in sight If she be not so to me What care I how black she be Shall my foolish heart be pin'd 'Cause I see a woman kinde Or a well disposed Nature Joyned in a comely feature Be she kinde or meeker than Turtle-dove or Pellican If she be not so to me What care I how kinde she be Shall my foolish heart be burst 'Cause I see a woman curst Or a thwarting hoggish natu Joyned in as bad a feature Be she curst or fiercer then Brutish beasts or savage men If she be not so to me What care I how curst she be Shall a womans Vertues make Me to perish for her sake Or her merits value known Make me quite forget my own Be she with that goodness blest That may merit name of best If she seem not so to me What care I how good she be Shall a womans Vices make Me her Vertues quite forsake Or hsr faults to me made known Make me think that I have none Be she of the most accurst And deserve the name of worst If she be not so to me What care I how bad she be 'Cause her Fortunes seem too high Should I play the fool and die He that bears a noble minde If not outward help he finde Think what with them he would do That without them dares to woo And unless that minde I see What care I how great she be 'Cause her Fortunes seem too low Shall I therefore let her go He that bears an humble minde And with Riches can be kinde Think how kinde a heart he 'd have If he were some servile slave And if that same minde I see What care I how poor she be Great or good or kinde or fair I will ne'r the more despair If she love then believe I can die e'r she shall grieve If she slight me when I woo I can slight and bid her go If she be not fit for me What care I for whom she be Poor or bad or curst or black I will ne'r the more be slack If she hate me then believe She shall die e're I will grieve If she like me when I woo I can like and love her too For if she be fit for me What care I what others be Song 44. OH Chloris 't was unkindely done First to invade me with your eyes And when my yielding heart was won Then to begin your Tyrannies The generous Lion streight grows meek And gently spares the fawning chase But the submissive wretch may seek In vain for pity from that face Where while inchanting Syrens sing Th' allured Mariner is wrack't So whirling gulphs destruction bring And overwhelm what they attract Song 45. HElp help O help Divinity of Love Or Neptune will commit a rape Upon my Chloris she 's on his bosome And without a wonder cannot scape See see the winds grow drunk with joy and throngs So fast to see love's Argo and the wealth it bears That now the tackling and the sails they tear They fight they fight who shall convey Amintor's love into a bay And hurl whole Sea's at one another As if they would the welkin smoother Hold Bor●as hold he will not hear The Rudder cracks the Main-mast falls The Pilot swears the Skipper bawls A shore of Clouds in darkness fall To put out Chloris light withal Ye Gods where are ye are ye all asleep Or drunk with Nector why do you not keep A watch upon your Ministers of fate Tie up the winds or they will blow the Sea 's To heaven and drown your Deities A calm a calm Miracle of love The Sea-born Queen that sits above Hath heard Ami●tor's cryes And Neptune now must lose his prize Welcome welcome Chloris to the shore Thou shalt go to Sea no more We to Tempes Groves will go Where the calmer winds do blow And embark our hearts together Fearing neither Rocks nor weather But out-ride the storms of love And for ever constant prove Song 46. NOw now Lucatia now make haste If thou wilt see how strong thou art There needs but one frown more to waste The whole remainder of my heart Alas undone to fate I bow my head Ready to die now die And now now now am dead You look to

alas c. In Summer time or Winter She had her hearts desire I still did scorn to stint her From Sugar Sack or Fire The world went round about No cares we ever knew But now alas c. As we walked home together At midnight through the town To keep away the weather O're her I 'de cast my Gown No cold my Love should feel What e're the Heavens could do But now alas c. Like Doves we would be billing And clip and kiss so fast Yet she would be unwilling That I should kiss the last They 're Judas Kisses now Since she hath prov'd untrue For now alas c. To Maidens Vows and Swearing Henceforth no credit give You may give them the hearing But never them believe They are as false as fair Unconstant frail untrue For mine alas c. If ever Madam Nature For this false Lovers sake Another loving creature Like unto her would make Let her remember this To make the other true For this alas c. No riches now can raise me No want makes me despair No misery amaze me Nor yet for want I care I have lost a world it self My Earthly Heaven adieu Since she alas hath left me Falero lero loo Song 94. BE not proud pretty one for I must love thee Thou art fair but unkinde yet dost thou move me Red are thy lips and checks like rosie blushes The flame that 's from thine eyes burns me to ashes And on thy breast the place of Love's abiding Sits Cupid now enthron'd my pains deriding Song 95. THe silver Swan who living had no note Till death approach'd and lockt her silent throat Leaning her brest against a ●eedy shore She sung her first and last and sung no more Farewel all joys oh Death come close my eyes More geese than swans now live more fools than wise Song 96. On Cupid CVpid's no God a wanton Childe His Art 's too weak his Powr's too milde No active heat nor noble fire Feathers his Arrows with desire 'T is not his Bow or Shaft 't is Venus Eye Makes him ado●'d and crowns his Deity Song 97. MY Lodging it is on the cold ground And very hard is my fare But that which troubles me most is The unkindness of my Dear Yet still I cry O turn Love And I prethee Love turn to me For thou art the man that I long for And alack what remedy I 'le crown thee with Garlands of straw then And I 'le marry thee with a Rush Ring My frozen hopes shall thaw then And merrily we will sing Oh turn to me my dear Love And I prethee Love turn to me For thou art the man that alone canst Procure my liberty But if thou wil harden thy heart still And be deaf to my pit ful moan Then I must endure the smart still And tumble in straw all alone Yet still I cry Oh turn Love And I prethee Love turn to me For thou art the man that alone art The cause of my misery Song 98. AMong Rose-buds slept a Bee Wak'd by Love who could not see His soft finger that was stung Then away poor Cupid flung First he ran then flew about And to Venus thus cry'd out Help Mother help Oh I 'm undone A Scorpion hath stung her Son 'T was a serpent it could flie For 't had wings as well as I Countrey swains call this a Bee But oh this hath mu●thered me Son said Venus if the sting Of a Flie such torment bring Think oh think on all those hearts Pierced by thy burning darts Song 96. HE deserved much better than so In the thick Woods to be lost Where the Nut-trees grew so low As if they had been nipt with the Frost Oh whither whither my Love dost thou go Song 100. ABout the sweet bag of a Bee Two Cupids fell at ods And whose the pretty prize should be They vow'd to ask the Gods Which Venus hearing thither came And for their boldness stript them And taking thence from each his flame With rods of Mirtle whipt them Which done to still their wanton cryes And quiet grown sh' had seen them She kist and dry'd their Dove-like eyes And gave the Bag between them Song 101. See See CHloris my Chloris comes in yonder bark Blow gently winds for if ye sink that Ark You 'l drown the world with tears and at one breath Give to us all an universal death Hark hark how Arion on a Dolphin plays To my sweet Shepherdess his Roundelayes See how the Syreus flock to wait upon her As Queen of Love and they her Maids of Honor. Behold great Neptune's risen from the deep With all his Tritons and begins to sweep The rugged waves into a smoother form Not leaving one small wrinckle of a storm Mark how the winds stand still and on her gaze See how her beauty doth the fish amaze The Whales have beg'd this boon of winde and weather That on their backs they may convey her thither And see she Lands just like the rising Sun That leaves the bryny lake when night is done Fly fly Amintor to thy envy'd bliss And let not th' earth rob thee of her greeting Kiss Song 102. ALas poor Cupid art thou blind Canst not thy bow and Arrows find Thy Mother sure the wanton plays And lays 'em up for Holy days Then Cupid mark how kind I 'le be Because thou once wert so to me I 'le arm thee with such powerful darts Shall make thee once more God of hearts My Chloris arms shall be thy Bow Wh●●h none but Love can bend you know He● precious hairs shall make the string Which of themselves wound every thing Then take but arrows from her eyes And all you shoot at surely dies Song 103. BRing back my comfort and return For well th●u know'st that I that I In such a vigorous passion burn That missing thee I die Return return insult no more Return return and me restore To those sequestred joys I had before Song 104. I Love thee for thy fickleness And grant inconstancy For hadst thou been a constant Lass Then thou hadst ner lov'd me I love thee for thy wantonness And for thy Drollery For if thou hadst not lov'd sport Then thou hadst ne'r lov'd me I love thee for thy Poverty And for thy want of Coin For if thou hadst been worth a Groat Then thou hadst ne r been mine I love thee for thy ugliness And for thy foolery For if thou hadst been fair or wise Then thou hadst ne'r lov'd me Then let me have thy heart a while And thou shalt have my money I 'le part with all the wealth I have T' enjoy a Lass so bonny Song 105. THy love is cha●te they tell thee so But how young Souldier shalt thou know Do by her As by thy Sword Take no friends word But try her 'T will raise her Honor one step higher Fame has her tryal at Loves bar Deisy'd Venus from a Star Shoots her lustre She had never been Goddess't If

gazing fed and Fancy dies In the Cradle where it lies Let us all ring Fancy's Knell Ding Dong Bell Ding Dong Bell. Song 120. YOu that chuse not by the view Chance as fair and chuse as true Since this fortune falls to you Be content and seek no new If you be well pleas'd with this And hold your fortune for your bliss Turn you where your Lady is And claim her with a loving Kiss Song 121. UNder the Green-wood tree Who love● to lie with me And turn his merry Note Unto the sweet Birds throat Come hither come hither come hither Here shall he see No enemy But Winter and rough weather Who doth Ambition shun And loves to live i' th Sun Seeking the food he eats And pleas'd with what he gets Come hither come hither come hither Here shall he see No enemy But Winter and rough weather Song 122. WHat shall he have that kill'd the Deer His Leather-skin and Horns to wear Then sing him home the rest shall bear this burthen Take thou no scorn To wear the Horn It was a Crest e're thou wast born Thy Fathers Father wore it And thy Father bore it The Horn the Horn the lusty Horn Is not a thing to laugh to scorn Song 123. WEdding is great Iuno's Crown O blessed bond of boord and bed 'T is Hymen peoples every Town High Wedlock then be honored Honor high Honor and Renown To Hymen God of every Town Song 124. A Tripe well broil'd cannot be ill Broil her hot burn her not Turn the Tripe Gill For a Tripe well broil'd cannot be ill Song 125. HOw long shall I pine for love How long shall I sue in vain How long like the Turtle-Dove Shall I heavily thus complain Shall the sails of my love stand still Shall the grifts of my hope be unground Oh fie oh fie oh fie Let the mill let the mill go round Think me still In my Fathers mill Where I have oft been found-a Thrown on my back On a well fill'd sack While the mill has still gone round-a Prethee Sirrah try thy skill And again let the mill go round-a The young one the old one The fearful the bold one The lame one though ne'r so unsound-a The Jew and the Turk Have leave for to work The whilst that the mill goes round-a Song 126. TAke her and hug her Then turn her and tug her And turn her again Boy again Then if she mumble Or if her tail grumble Kiss her amain Boy amain Do thy endeavour To take off her feavour Then her disease no longer will raign If nothing will serve her Then thus to preserve her Swinge her amain Boy amain Give her cold Jelly To take up her belly And once a day Swinge her again If she stand all these pains Then knock out her brains Her disease no longer will raign Song 127. COme fill with wine this lusty bowl 'T wil scatter sorrows from my soul 'T wil stif●le care that inward foe 'T is the Antipodes to woe 'T wil rescue old age from the grave 'T wil make a Fr●eman of a Slave 'T wil vigour and ripe fancie bring T wil hoise a Beggar to a King Lo how it glows and sparkles there Brighter than a spangled sphear And how it bubles from the deep Leaping to surprize my lip Rich juice since thou dost court my taste I 'le meet a kiss with equal haste Go then go mingle with my blood Thus swallow I thy wealthy flood 'T is vanish't and I see the shore Not wasted thither by an Oar Oh fill 't again and ●ill it high Oh let me be but drunk and die Seas heapt on Seas cannot asswage This eager thirst this violent rage Were half the Globe fill'd to the top I 'de drink 't and eat the earth for sop But hah by all the Gods ●reel My Brain is Traytor to my will My Vitals stop my spirits sink Come then I 'le sleep and dream of drink We that Bacchus do adore Chor. Envy not the Misers store Nor the charms nor sweets of Love Nor the state of Gods above Song 128. 'T Is late and cold stir up the fire Sit close and draw the Table nigher Be merry and drink wine that 's old A hearty Medicine 'gainst a Cold Your Beds of wanton Doun the best Where you shall tumble to your rest I could wish you Wenches too But I am dead and cannot do Call for the best the House may ring Sack White and Clarret let them bring And drink apace while breath you have Youl'l finde but cold drink in the Grave Plover Partridge for your Dinner And a Capon for the sinner You shall finde ready when you are up And your Horse shall have his sup Welcome welcome are ye all From Master high to servant small Song 129. COme let us be friends and most friendly agree For the Pimp the Punck the Doctor are three Which cannot but thrive when united they be The Pimp brings in custom the Punk she gets treasure Of which the Physician is sure of his measure For work which she makes him in sale of her pleasure For which when she fails by Diseases and Pain The Doctor new Vamps and Upsets her again Song 130. FEar not Dear Love that I 'le reveal Those hours of pleasure we two steal No eye shall see nor yet the Sun Descry what thou and I have done No ear shall hear our love but we Silent as the night will be The God of Love himself whose Dart Did first wound mine and then thy heart Shall never know that we can tell What sweets in stoln embraces dwell This onely means may finde it out If when I die Physicians doubt What caus'd my death and there to view Of all their Judgements which was true Rip up my heart Oh then I fear The world will see thy Picture there Song 131. ARm arm arm arm the Scouts are all come in Keep your Ranks close now your Honors win Behold from yonder Hill the Foe appears Bowes Bills Glaves Arrows Shields Swords Pikes and Spears Like a dark Wood he comes or Tempest pouring O view the Wings of Horse the Meadows scouring The Vant-guard marches bravely hark the Drums-Dub-dub They meet they meet and now the Battel comes See how the Arrows flie That darken all the Skie Hark how the Trumpets sound Hark how the Hills abound Tara tara tara Hark how the Horses charge In boys In boys in Tara tara The Battel totters Now the wounds begin O how they cry O how they die Room for the valiant Memnon arm'd with thunder See how he breaks the Ranks asunder They flie they flie Eumenes has the Chase And brave Polibius makes good his place To the Plains to the Woods To to the Rocks to the Floods They flie for succor follow follow follow Hey hey Hark how the Souldiers hollow Brave Diocles is dead And all his souldiers fled The Battel 's won and lost That many a life hath cost Song 131. A Curse upon thee

she accords me the blessing And her eyes twinkle 'twixt pleasure and pain Ah what a Joy Oh beyond all expressing Ah what a Joy to hear it again Chor. Ah what c. Song 162. CAlm was the Evening and clear was the Skie And new budding Flowers did spring When all alone went Amintas and I To hear the sweet Nightingale sing I sate and he laid him down by me And scarcely his breath he could draw But when with a fear He began to come near He was dasht with a ah ah ah He blusht to himself and lay still ●or a while And his modesty curb'd his desire But streightly convinc'd all his fears with a smile And added new flames to his fire Ah Silvia said he you are cruel To keep your poor Lover in awe Then once more he prest With his hands to my brest But was dasht with a ah ah ah I knew 't was his passions caus'd all his fear And therefore I pitied his case I whisper'd him softly there 's no body near And laid my check close to his face But as he grew bolder and bolder A shepherd came by us and saw And just as our bliss Began with a kiss He burst out with ha ha ha ha Song 163. WHen I sickles hang by the wall And Dick the shepherd blows his nail And Tom bears Log into the Hall And Milk comes frozen home in pail When blood is nipt and ways be foul Then nightly sings the staring Owl Tu-whit to-who a merry Note While greasie Ione doth keel the pot When all aloud the winde doth blow And coffing drowns the Parsons saw And Birds sits brooking in the snow And Marrians Nose looks red and raw When roasted Crabs hiss in the bowl Then nightly sings the staring Owl Tu-whit to-who a merry Note While greasie Ione doth keel the po● Song 164. TAke oh take those lips away That so sweetly were forsworn And those eyes the break of day Lights that do mislead the morn But my kisses bring again Seals of Love but seal'd in vain Song 165. SIgh no more Ladies sigh no more Men were deceivers ever One foot in sea and one on shore To one thing constant never Then sigh not so But let them go And be you blith and bonny Converting all your sounds of woe Into hey Nony nony Sing no more Ditties sing no more Of dumps so dull and heavy The fraud of men were ever so Since Summer first was leavy Then sigh not so But let them go And be you blithe and bony Converting all your sounds of woe Into hey Nony nony Song 166. A Maid I dare not tell her name For fear I should disgrace her Tempted a young man for to come One night and to embrace her But at the door he made a stop He made a stop he made a stop But she lay still and snoring said The Latch pull up the Latch pull up This young man hearing of her words Pull'd up the Latch and enter'd And in the place unfortunately To her Mothers Bed he venter'd But the poor maid was sore afraid And almost dead and almost dead But she lay still and snoring said The Truckle-bed the Truckle-bed Unto the Truckle-bed he went But as the youth was going Th' unlucky Cradle stood in 's way And almost spoil'd his wooing When after that the maid he spy'd The maid he spy'd the maid he spy'd But she lay still and snoring said The other side the other side Unto the other side he went To shew the love he meant her Pull'd off his Cloaths couragiously And falls to th' work he was sent for But the poor Maid made no reply Made no reply made no reply But she lay still and snoring said A little too high a little too high This lusty Lover was half asham'd Of her gentle admonition He thought to charge her home as well As any Girl could wish him O now my Love I 'm right I know I 'm right I know I 'm right I know But she lay still and snoring said A little too low a little too low Though by mistakes at length this youth His business so well tended He hot the mark so cunningly He defi'd the world to mend it O now my Love I 'm right I swear I 'm right I swear I 'm right I swear But she lay still and snoring said O there O there O there O there Song 167. I Can love for an hour When I 'm at leisure He that loves half a day Sins without measure Cupid come tell me what What art had thy Mother To make me love one Face More than another Men to be thought more wise Daily endeavor To make the world believe They can love ever Ladies believe them not They will deceive you For when they have their wills Then they will leave you Men cannot feast themselves VVith your sweet Features They love variety Of charming Creatures Too much of any thing Sets them a cooling Though they can nothing do They will be fooling Song 168. TOm and Will were Shepherds swains They lov'd and liv'd together VVhen fair Pastor● grac'd their Plains Alas why came she thither For though they fed two several Flocks They had but one desire Pastoras Eyes and amber Locks Sat both their hearts on fire Tom came of honest gentle Race By Father and by Mother Will was noble but alas He was a younger brother Tom was toysom Will was sad No Huntsman nor no Fowler Tom was held a proper Lad But Will the better Bowler Tom would drink her Health and swear The Nation could not want her Will could take her by the ear And with his voice inchant her Tom kept always in her sight And ne'r forgat his duty Will was witty and could write Smooth Sonnets on her Beauty Thus did she exercise her skill When both did dote upon her She graciously did use them still And still preserv'd her honor So cunning and so fair a she And of so sweet behavior That Tom thought he and Will thought he Was chiefly in her favor Which of those two she loved most Or whether she lov'd either 'T is thought they 'l finde it to their cost That she indeed lov'd neither For to the Court Pastora's gone ' Thad been no Court without her The Queen among her train had none Was half so fair about her Tom hung his Dog and threw away His Sheep-crook and his Wallet Will burst his Pipes and curst the day That e're he made a Sonnet Song 169. LAwn as white as driven Snow Cypress as black as e're was Crow Gloves as sweet as Damask Roses Masks for Face● and for Noses Bugle-bracelets Neck-lace Amber Perfume for a Ladies Chamber Golden Quoifs and Stomachers For my Lads to give their Dears Pins and Poaking-sticks of steel Come buy of me Come Come buy come buy Buy Lads or else your Lasses cry Come buy Will you buy any Tape Or Lace for your Cape My dainty Duck my Dear-a Any Silk any Thread Any Toys for your

head Of the new'st and fin'st fin'st wear-a Come to the Pedler Money 's a medler That doth utter all mens ware-a Song 170. FEar no more the heat o●th ' Sun Nor the furious Winters rages Thou thy worldly task hast done Home art gone and take thy wages Golden Lads and Girls all must As Chimney-sweepers come to dust Fear no more the frown o' th' Great Thou art past the Tyrants strook Care no more to cloath and eat To thee the Reed is as the Oak The Scepter Learning Physick must All follow thee and come to dust Fear no more the Lightning flash Nor th'all-dreaded Thunder-stone Fear no slander Censure rash Thou hast finisht Joy and Mone All Lovers young all Lovers must Consign to thee and come to dust No Exorciser harm thee Nor no witchcraft charm thee Ghost unlaid forbear thee Nothing ill come near thee Quiet consummation have And renowned be thy Grave Song 171. A Young man lately in our Town He went to bed one night He had no sooner laid him down But was troubled with a Sprite So vigorously this Spirit stood Let him do what he can Oh then he said It must be laid By a woman not a man A handsom Maid did undertake And into th' Bed she leapt And to allay the Spirits power Full close to him she crept She having such a guardian care Her office to discharge She opened wide her Conjuring-book And laid her leaves at large Her office she did well perform VVithin a little space Then up she rose and down he lay And durst not shew his face She took her leave and away she went VVhen she had done the deed Saying if 't chance to come again Then send for me with speed Song 172. 'T Is a merry 〈◊〉 we live All our work is brought unto us Still are getting never give For their cloaths all men do wooe us Yet unkinde they blast our names With aspersions of dishonor For which we make bold with their Dames When we take our measure on her Song 173. HElp Love or else I sink for know He best can help that causeth wo Help then and with thy smoother Palm The fury of my passions calm Succeeding tears in Billows rise As there were Seas met in my eyes My ●ighs united proudly grown As the four windes combin'd in one Hark how they roar my sighs and tears Sure have conspir'd to tempt my fears See how they swell now they are met And ev'n a tempest do beget It shakes my Barque her ribs do crack And now I fear a dismal wrack Help Love for pity then I pray E're my poor heart be cast away Song 174. MAke ready fair Lady to night And stand at the door below For I will be there To receive you with care And with your true Love you shall go And when the stars twinkle so bright Then down to the door will I creep To my Love I will flie E're the Jealous can spie And leave my old Daddy asleep Song 175. ONce was I sad T●ll I grew to be mad But I 'le never be sad again boys I courted a Riddle She fancied a Fiddle The tune does still run in my brain boys The Gittarn the Lute The Pipe and the Flute Are the new Alamode for the Nan boys With Pistol and Dagger The women out-swagger The Blades with the Mu●● and the Fan boys All the town is run mad And the Hectors do pad Besides their false Dice and the Slur-boys The new formed Cheat●● With their acts and debates Have brought the old to a Demur boys Men stand upon thorns To pull out their horns And to cuckold themselves in grain-boys When to wear um before Does make their heads sore But behind they do suffer no pain-boys The Papist the Presbyter And Prestor Iohn Are much discontented we see boys For all their Religion No Mahomets Pidgeon Can make 'um be madder than we boys There is a mad fellow Clad always 〈◊〉 yellow And sometim● his Nose is blew boys He cheated th● devil Which was very ev●● To him and to all his Crew boys And whilst we are thus mad My Princess is glad To laugh at the world and at me boys 'Cause I can't apprehend What she please to command But it is not my self you see boys Song 176. STay shut the Gate T'other quart faith 't is not so late As your thinking The Stars which you see In the Hemisphere be Are but studs in our Cheeks by good drinking The Suns gone to tipple all night in the Sea boys To morrow he 'l blush that he 's paler than we boys Drink wine give him water 't is Sack makes us the boys Fill up the Glass To the next merry Lad let it pass Come away with 't Let 's set foot to foot And give our mindes to 't 'T is H●●etical Six that doth slay wit Then ●ang up good Faces let 's drink till our Noses Gives freedom to speak what our fancy disposes Beneath whose protection now under the Rose is Drink off your Bowl 'T will enrich both your head and your soul With Canary For a Carbuncle'd Face Saves a tedious race And the Indies about us we carry No Helicon like to the Juice of good wine is For Phoebus had never had wit that divine is Had his face not been bow-dy'd as thine is and mine is This must go round Off with your H●ts till the Pavement be crown'd With your Beavers A Red-coated Face Frights a Serjeant and 's Mace Whilst the Constable trembles to shivers In state march our Faces like some of the Quorum While the whores do fall down the vulgar ador 'um And our Noses like Link-boys run shining before ' um Song 177. MAy I finde a woman fair And h●r minde as clear as air If her beauty go alone T is to me as if 't were none May I finde a woman rich And not of too high a pitch If that pride should cause disdain Tell me Lover where 's thy gain May I finde a woman wise And her falshood not disguise Hath she wit as she hath will Double arm'd she is to ill May I finde a woman kinde And not wavering like the winde How should I call that love mine When 't is his and his and thine May I finde a woman true There is Beauties fairest hue There is Beauty Love and Wit Happy he can compass it Song 178. I Courted a Lass my folly Was the cause of her disdaining I courted her thus What shall I Sweet Dolly d● for thy dear loves obtaining But another had dallied with Dolly That Dolly for all her feigning Had got such a mountain above her valley That Dolly went home complaining Song 179. GOod People give ear Whilst a story I tell Of twenty black Tradesmen Were brought up in Hell On purpose poor People To Rob of their due There 's none shall be noozed If you finde but one true The first was a Coyner That Stampt in a mold The second a Voucher To put

Shall salvage things more freedom have Than Nature unto woman gave The Swan the Turtle and the Sparrow Bill and Kiss then take the Marrow They Bill and Kiss what then they do Come Bill and Kiss and I 'le shew you Song 225. PHillis on the new made hay Phillis on the new made hay In a wanton posture lay Thinking no shepherd nigh her But Amintas came that way And threw himself down by her Hotly he pursu'd the game Hotly he pursu●d the game She cry'd pish and fie for shame I vow you shall not do it But the youth soon overcame And eagerly fell to it When alas to vex her more When alas to vex her more He e'r she began gave o're For such was the adventure He made his complement at door And could not stay to enter In great rage she flung away In great rage she flung away He asham'd and breathless lay But though he had displeas'd her He rally●d and renew'd the fray And manfully appeas'd her Song 226. COme Iack let 's drink a Pot of Ale And I shall tell thee such a tale Will make thine ears to ring My Coyn is spent my time is lost And I this onely fruit can boast That once I saw my King But this doth most afflict my minde I went to Court in hope to finde Some of my friends in place And walking there I had a sight Of all the Crew but by this light I hardly knew one face S'life of so many noble Sparks Who on their bodies bear the marks Of their integrity And suffer'd ruine of Estate It was my base unhappy fate That I not one could see Not one upon my life among My old acquaintance all along At Truro and before And I suppose the place can show As few of those whom thou didst know At York or Marston Moor. But truly there are swarms of those Whose chins are beardless yet their Nose And backsides still wear Muffs Whilst the old rusty Cavalier Retires or dares not once appear For want of Coin and Cuffs When none of those I could discry Who better far deserv'd then I I calmly did reflect Old servants they by rule of state Like Almanacks grow out of date What then can I expect Troth in contempt of fortunes frown I 'le get me fairly out of town And in a Cloyster pray That since the Stars are yet unkinde To Royalists the King may finde More faith●ul friends than thay Song 227. I Marvel Dick that having been So long abroad and having seen The world as thou hast done Thou shouldst acquaint me with a tale As old as Nectar and as stale As that of Priest and Nun. Are we to learn what is a Court A Pageant made for fortunes sport Where merits scarce appear For bashful merits only dwels In Camps in Villages and Cells Alas it comes not there Desert is nice in its address And merit oft times doth oppose Beyond what guilt would do But they are sure of their demands That come to Court with Golden hands And brazen faces too The King indeed doth still profess To give his party soon redress And cherish honesty But his good wishes prove in vain Whose service with the servants gain Not always doth agree Ah Princes be they ne'r so wise Are fain to see with others eyes But seldom hear at all And Courtiers finde their interest In time to feather well their Nest Providing for their fall Our comfort doth on him depend Things when they are at worst will mend And let us but reflect On our condition 'tother day When none but Tyrants bore the sway What did we then expect Mean while a calm retreat is best But discontent if not supprest May breed Disloyalty This is the constant Note I 'le sing I have been faithful to my King And so shall live and die Song 228. 'T Was then we had a thriving Trade When Lackies brought our work unto us The Ladie with her Am'rous blade Then did Complement and woo us But now the world 's turn'd upside down The Righteous too are monstrous wicked The Vest the Tunick and the Gown Hang all upon the feeble Ticket And when a Dun is sent like Lords They swear and swagger at their Taylor But nor their Swords Nor Damme words Shall Hector Constable or Goaler Song 229. PHillis I pray Why did you say That I did not adore you I durst not sue As other's do Nor talk of love before you Should I make known My flame you 'd frown No tears could e're appease you 'T is better I Should silent die Than talking to displease you Song 230. COme Chloris hie we to the Bower To sport us e're the day be done Such is thy power That every slower Will ope to thee as to the Sun And if a slower but chance to die With my sighs blast or mine eyes rain Thou canst revive it with thine eye And with thy breath make sweet again The wanton Suckling and the Vine Will strive for th' honour who first may With their green Arms incircle thine To keep the burning Sun away Song 131. THough I am young and cannot tell Either what Love or Death is well And then again I have been told Love wounds with heat and Death with cold Yet I have hear'd they doth bear Darts And both do aim at humane hearts So that I fear they do but bring Extreams to touch and mean one thing Song 132. UPon the Change where Merchants meet 'Twixt Cornhil and Threadneedle-street Where Wits of ev'ry size are hurl'd To treat of all things in the world I saw a folded Paper fall And upon it these words were writ Have at all Thought I if have at all it be For ought I know 't is have at me And if the consequence be true It may as well be have at you Then listen pray to what I shall In bri●f declare what 's written there Have at all I am a Courtier who in sport Do come from the Vtopian Court To whisper softly in your ear How high we are and what we were To tell you all would be too much But here and there a little touch Have at all I was not many years ago In tatter'd trim from top to toe But now my ruin'd robes are burn'd My rags are all to Ribons turn'd My patches into Pieces fall I cogg a Dy swagger and lie Have at all Upon my Pantalonian Pate I wear a Milleners estate But when he duns me at the Court I shew him a Protection for 't Whilst he doth to protesting fall And then I cry Dam-me you lie Have at all Since Venus shav'd off all my hair A powder'd Perriwig I wear Which brings me in the Golden Girls Wh●ch I procure for Lords and Earls When Love doth for a Cooler call My fancy drives at maids and wives Have at all My Lodgings never are in quiet Another duns me for my Diet I had of him in fifty three Which I forget so doth not he I call him sawcy fellow

in those Nations where they yet adore 85 Amarillis told her Swain 92 A womans rule should be in such a fashion 120 A pox on the Jayler and on his fat Jowls ibid. Amintas he once went astray 122 All in vain turn again why should I love her 129 All the Materials are the same 133 Among Rose-buds slept a Bee 147 About the sweet bag of a Bee ib. Alas poor Cupid art thou blind 148 A Tripe well broyl'd cannot be ill 157 Arm Arm Arm arm the Scouts are all come in 161 A curse upon thee for a slave 162 A silly poor Shepherd was folding his Sheep 174 After the pangs of a desperate lover 178 A maid I dare not tell her name 181 A young man lately in our town 185 A King lives not a braver life 295 A maiden fair I dare not wed 196 Ah Chloris that I now could sit 207 All Joy unto the happy pair ib. A maiden of late whose name was sweet Kate. 212 At dead low ebb of night when none 217 A Beggar got a Bayliff a Bayliff got a Y●oman 233 Ah Celia leave that cruel art 245 A Beggar a Beggar a Beggar I 'le be 263 B BReak Break distracted heart 87 Beyond the malice of abusive fate 89 Be thou that art my better part 96 Bess black as charcoal was found in a dark hole 103 Be gone be gone thou perjur'd man 107 Be not proud pretty one for I must love thee 145 Bring back my comforts and return 149 Bright Aurelia I do owe. 152 Beauty and Love once fell at odds 153 Brightest since your pittying eye 154 Bright Cynthia scorns alone to wear horns 214 By Heaven I 'le tell her boldly that 't is she 236 Be not thou so foolish nice 237 Bonny Kate Kenny Kate lay thy leg o're me 257 C CAll for the master Oh this is fine 94 Courtiers Courtiers think it no scorn 103 Chloris it is not in your power 105 Celemana of my heart none shall e're bereave you 106 Chloris farewel I now must go 110 Commit thy Ship unto the winde 137 Cast your caps and care away 142 Cupids no God a wanton childe 146 Chloris my Chloris comes in yonder Bark 148 Chloris when e're you do intend 151 Come fill with wine this lusty bowl 159 Come let us be friends and most mendly agree 160 Calm was the Evening and clear was the skie 179 Come hither sweet melancholy 193 Chloris forbear a while do not o'rejoy me 204 Come away bring on the bride 217 Charon O Charon thou wafter of the soul 221 Come Iack le ts drink a pot of Ale 238 Come Chloris hie we to the bower 241 Cook Laurel would have the Devil his guest 246 D DEar give me a thousand kisses 109 Down in a Garden sate my dearest love 125 Drink to me boy here 's to thee boy 150 Disputes daily arise and errors grow bolder 154 Dear love let me this ev'ning die 253 F FAirest Nymph my delay shames me a lover 85 Fine young folly though you wear 96 Fair Phydelia tempt no more 123 Fly Oh fly sad sighs and bear 133 Fear not dear love that I 'le reveal 160 Fear not my Genius 270 Fond love what dost thou mean 171 Fain would I wake you sweet but fear 172 From the fair Lavinian shore 177 Fear no more the heat o' th' Sun 185 Fair mistriss I would gladly know 220 Farewel fond Love under whose childish whip 291 G GOod Simon how comes it your Nose looks sored 119 Good Susan be as secret as you can ib. Give me more love or more disdain 163 Good people give ear whilst a story I tell 190 Go happy heart for thou shalt lie 206 Gaze not on thy beauties pride 232 Go with thy staff the Sea divide 262 Go treacherous hopes by whose uncertain fire 265 H HElp Help Oh Help divinity of love 114 Hang sorrow cast away care 117 Have you any work for a Tinker ib. Have you observ'd the wench in the street 118 How merrily looks the man that hath Gold 119 He that will win a widows heart 121 How happy and free is the plunder 130 He that marries a merry Lass 136 He deserved much better than so 147 He that will look for a swallows nest 155 How long shall I pine for love 158 How happy art thou and I 165 He that a Tinker a Tinker will be 174 Help love or else I sink for know 116 Have you any work for a Sowgelder Ho 197 Haste sluggish morn why dost thou stay 202 Hold Hold thy Nose to the pot Tom Tom. 223 Hang fear and cast away care 258 I I Dote I dote but am a sot to show it 98 If any so wise is that Sack he despises 118 If she be not kinde as fair 121 In the merry month of May 125 I 'm sick of love Oh let me lie 131 I feed a flame within which so torments me 132 I keep my Horse I keep my Whore 1●5 I won ' not go to 't I mun not go to 't ib. I lov'd a lass a fair one 143 I love thee for thy sickleness 149 I am the Evening dark as night 150 Jo Hymen Jo Hymen Jo Hymen 162 In faith 't is true I am in love 169 I happy saw and faithful lov'd ib. I can love for an hour when I 'm at leasure 182 I courted a lass my folly 190 In love away yu do me wrong 166 I am a Rogue and a stout one 198 If she be fair I fear the rest 231 I le sing you a sonnet that ne'r was in print 234 I marvel Dick that having been 239 I went to the Alehouse as an honest woman shoo'd 257 I dream'd we both were in a bed 264 L LEt Votaries rearing up Altar and Shrine 88 Look see how unregarded now 108 Little love serves my turn 't is so enflaming 109 Ladies though to your conquering eyes 121 Love is a sower delight a sugred grief 127 Last night I dreamed of my Love 131 Like to the falling of a Star 137 Like a ring without a finger ib. Love and Wenches are toys 154 Loves empire as the world is wide 166 Let the Bells ring and the boys sing 173 Lawn as white as driven Snow 184 Let 's have a dance upon the heath 201 Look out bright eyes and bless the Air 222 Love I must tell thee I 'le no longer be 251 Love is a Bauble no man is able 252 M MMy Lodging it is on the cold ground 146 Make ready fair Lady to night 187 May I finde a woman fair 189 My Muse denies to Apollogize 201 N NEver more will I protest 102 Now fie on foolish Love it not besits ib. No more no more I must giive o're 109 Now Now Lucatia now make haste 115 No No thou all of red and white 167 Now that the Spring hath fill'd our veins 175 Now by my love the greatest oath that is 127 No man loves fiery passion can approve 213 Now I confess I am