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INDEX OF FIRST LINES

OF MINOR POEMS.

A Gentle Shepheard borne in Arcady.
A mighty Lyon, Lord of all the wood
A Shepeheards boye (no better doe him call)
After at sea a tall ship did appeare
After long stormes and tempests sad assay
After so long a race as I haue run

Ah Colin, whether on the lowly plaine
Ah for pittie, wil rancke Winters rage

Ah whither, Loue, wilt thou now carrie mee? .
Ah why hath nature to so hard a hart

All that is perfect, which th'heauen beautefies
All that which Aegypt whilome did deuise
An hideous Dragon, dreadfull to behold
And ye, braue Lord, whose goodly personage
Arion, when through tempests cruel wracke
As Diane hunted on a day

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As that braue sonne of Aeson, which by charmes
As then, no winde at all there blew

At last so faire a Ladie did I spie

At length, euen at the time, when Morpheus

Ay me, to whom shall I my case complaine

Be nought dismayd that her vnmoued mind
Being my selfe captyued here in care.
Being one day at my window all alone
Bellay, first garland of free Poësie

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Beside the fruitfull shore of muddie Nile

Calme was the day, and through the trembling ayre

Colin my deare, when shall it please thee sing.

Colin, well fits thy sad cheare this sad stownd

Collyn I see by thy new taken taske.

Come forth ye Nymphes come forth, forsake your watry bowres
Comming to kisse her lyps, (such grace I found)

Cuddie, for shame hold vp thy heauye head

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I but once loued before, and shee forsooth was a Susanne

I loy to see how in your drawen work

I saw a fresh spring rise out of a rocke

I saw a Phoenix in the wood alone

I saw a riuer swift, whose fomy billowes

I saw a spring out of a rocke forth rayle

I saw a Wolfe vnder a rockie caue

I saw a Woman sitting on a beast

I saw an vgly beast come from the sea

I saw in secret to my Dame.

I saw new Earth, new Heauen, sayde Saint John

I saw raisde vp on pillers of Iuorie

I saw raysde vp on yuorie pillers tall

I saw the Bird that can the Sun endure

I saw the birde that dares beholde the Sunne.

I sing of deadly dolorous debate

If so be goods encrease, then dayly encreaseth a goods friends

If the blinde furie, which warres breedeth oft.

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Loue is a thing more fell, than full of Gaule, than of Honny

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Magnificke Lord, whose vertues excellent
Mark when she smiles with amiable cheare
Mars shaming to haue giuen so great head

Maruell not, what I meane to send these Verses at Euensong
Men call you fayre, and you doe credit it

Me thought I saw the graue, where Laura lay

More then most faire, full of the liuing fire

Most glorious Lord of lyfe, that on this day
Most happy letters fram'd by skilfull trade
Most Noble Lord the pillar of my life.
Much richer then that vessell seem'd to bee
My hungry eyes through greedy couetize
My loue is lyke to yse, and I to fyre

My Song thus now in thy Conclusions.

Ne may I, without blot of endlesse blame
New yeare forth looking out of Ianus gate

Noble Alexander, when he came to the tombe of Achilles
No otherwise than raynie cloud, first fed
Nor the swift furie of the flames aspiring

Not the like Virgin againe, in Asia, or Afric, or Europe

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One day I wrote her name vpon the strand

One day, whiles that my daylie cares did sleepe

Our merry dayes, by theeuish bit are pluckt, and torne away

Penelope for her Vlisses sake

Piers, I haue piped erst so long with payne

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Rapt with the rage of mine owne rauisht thought
Receiue most noble Lord a simple taste
Receiue most Noble Lord in gentle gree
Redoubted Lord, in whose corageous mind
Rehearse to me ye sacred Sisters nine.
Remembraunce of that most Heroicke spirit
Renowmed Lord, that for your worthinesse
Retourne agayne my forces late dismayd
Rudely thou wrongest my deare harts desire

See how the stubborne damzell doth depraue.

See yee the blindefoulded pretie God, that feathered Archer

Shall I then silent be or shall I speake ?

She, whose high top aboue the starres did sore

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Soone said, soone writ, soon learnd: soone trimly done in prose, or verse

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That same is now nought but a champian wide

That which I eate, did I ioy, and that which I greedily gorged

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The shepheards boy (best knowen by that name)
The souerayne beauty which I doo admyre
The weary yeare his race now hauing run
The world that cannot deeme of worthy things
Then all astonied with this mighty ghoast
Then all astonned with this nightly ghost
Then did a sharped spyre of Diamond bright
Then did appeare to me a sharped spire
Then heauenly branches did I see arise
Then I behelde the faire Dodonian tree
Then might I see vpon a white horse set

Then was the faire Dodonian tree far seene

There grewe an aged Tree on the greene

These heapes of stones, these old wals which ye see

These pleasant dayes, and Monthes, and yeares, by stelth do passe apace

They that in course of heauenly spheares are skild
Thilke same Kidde (as I can well deuise)

This holy season fit to fast and pray

Thomalin, why sytten we soe.

Those prudent heads, that with theire counsels wise
Thou stranger, which for Rome in Rome her seekest
Thou that at Rome astonisht dost behold
Thrise happie she, that is so well assured

Through armes and vassals Rome the world subdu'd
To all those happy blessings which ye haue
To be wize, and eke to Loue

To looke vpon a worke of rare deuise.
To praise thy life, or waile thy worthie death.
To thee that art the sommers Nightingale
To you right noble Lord, whose carefull brest.
Toward the sea turning my troubled eye

Trust not the treason of those smyling lookes .

Venemous tongue, tipt with vile adders sting.

Vertue sendeth a man to Renowne, Fame lendeth Aboundaunce
Vnhappie Verse, the witnesse of my vnhappie state

Vnquiet thought, whom at the first I bred

Vnrighteous Lord of loue, what law is this

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What guyle is this, that those her golden tresses

What might I call this Tree? A Laurell? O bonny Laurell

What time the Romaine Empire bore the raine
When I behold that beauties wonderment

When I behold this tickle trustles state
When my abodes prefixed time is spent
When stout Achilles heard of Helens rape

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