Chapter 2

He that unburied lies wants not his hearse, For unto him a tomb's the universe".

823. _To the King upon his taking of Leicester._ May 31, 1645, a brief success before Naseby.

825. _'Twas Cæsar's saying._ Tiberius ap. Tacit. _Ann._ ii. 26: Se novies a divo Augusto in Germaniam missum plura consilio quam vi perfecisse.

830. _His Loss._ A reference to his ejection from Dean Prior.

837. _Mistress Amy Potter._ Daughter of Barnabas Potter, Bishop of Carlisle, Herrick's predecessor at Dean Prior.

839. _Love is a circle ... from good to good._ So Burton, III. i. 1, § 2: Circulus a bono in bonum.

844. TO HIS BOOK. _Make haste away._ Martial, III. ii. Ad Librum suum--Festina tibi vindicem parare, Ne nigram cito raptus in culinam Cordyllas madidâ tegas papyro, Vel thuris piperisque sis cucullus. _To make loose gowns for mackerel._ From Catullus, xcv. 1:--

At Volusi annales Paduam morientur ad ipsam, Et laxas scombris saepe dabunt tunicas.

846. _And what we blush to speak_, etc. Ovid, _Phaedra to Hipp._ 10: Dicere quae puduit scribere jussit amor.

849. _'Tis sweet to think_, etc. Seneca, _Herc. Fur._ 657-58: Quae fuit durum pati Meminisse dulce est.

851. _To Mr. Henry Lawes, the excellent composer of his lyrics._ Henry Lawes (1595-1662), the friend of Milton, admitted a Gentleman of the Chapel Royal, 1625. In the _Noble Numbers_ he is mentioned as the composer of Herrick's _Christmas Carol_ and the first of his two _New-Year's Gifts_. Lawes also set to music Herrick's _Not to Love_, _To Mrs. Eliz. Wheeler_ (Among the Myrtles as I walked), _The Kiss_, _The Primrose_, _To a Gentlewoman objecting to him his Grey Hairs_, and doubtless others.

852. _Maidens tell me I am old._ From Anacreon:

Λέγουσιν αἱ γυναῖκες Ἀνακρέων γέρων εἶ κ.τ.λ.

With a significant variation--"Ill it fits"--for μᾶλλον πρέπει.

859. _Master J. Jincks._ Not identified.

861. _Kings seek their subjects' good, tyrants their own._ Aristot. _Politics_, iii. 7: καλεῖν εἰώθαμεν τῶν μὲν μοναρχιῶν τὴν πρὸς τὸ κοινὸν ἀποβλέπουσαν συμφέρον βασιλείαν ... ἡ τυραννίς ἐστι μοναρχία πρὸς τὸ συμφέρον τὸ τοῦ μοναρχοῦντος.

869. _Sir Thomas Heale._ Probably a son of the Sir Thomas Hele, of Fleet, Co. Devon, who died in 1624. This Sir Thomas was created a baronet in 1627, and according to Dr. Grosart was one of the Royalist commanders at the siege of Plymouth. He died 1670.

872. _Love is a kind of war._ Ovid, _Ars Am._ II. 233, 34:--

Militiae species amor est: discedite segnes! Non sunt haec timidis signa tuenda viris.

873. _A spark neglected_, etc. Ovid, _Rem. Am._ 732-34:--

E minimo maximus ignis erit. Sic nisi vitaris quicquid renovabit amorem, Flamma redardescet quae modo nulla fuit.

874. _An Hymn to Cupid._ From Anacreon:--

Ὠναξ, ᾧ δαμάλης Ἔρως καὶ Νύμφαι κυανώπιδες πορφυρέη τ' Ἀφροδίτη συμπαίζουσιν ... γουνοῦμαί σε, κ.τ.λ.

885. _Naught are all women._ Burton, III. ii. 5. § 5.

907. _Upon Mr. William Lawes, the rare musician._ Elder brother of the more famous Henry Lawes; appointed a Gentleman of the Chapel Royal, 1602, and also one of Charles I.'s musicians-in-ordinary. When the Civil War broke out he joined the king's army and was killed by a stray shot during the siege of Chester, 1645. He set Herrick's _Gather ye rosebuds_ to music.

914. _Numbers ne'er tickle_, etc. Martial, I. xxxvi.:--

Lex haec carminibus data est jocosis, Ne possint, nisi pruriant, juvare.

918. _M. Kellam._ As yet unidentified. Dr. Grosart suggests that he may have been one of Herrick's parishioners, and the name sounds as of the west country.

920. _Cunctation in correction._ Is Herrick translating? According to a relief at Rome the lictors' rods were bound together not only by a red thong twisted from top to bottom, but by six straps as well.

922. _Continual reaping makes a land wax old._ Ovid, _Ars Am._ iii. 82: Continua messe senescit ager.

923. _Revenge._ Tacitus, _Hist._ iv. 3: Tanto proclivius est injuriae quàm beneficio vicem exsolvere; quia gratia oneri, ultio in quaestu habetur.

927. _Praise they that will times past._ Ovid, _Ars Am._ iii. 121:--

Prisca juvent alios: ego me nunc denique natum Gratulor; haec aetas moribus apta meis.

928. _Clothes are conspirators._ I can suggest no better explanation of this oracular epigram than that the tailor's bill is an enemy of a slender purse.

929. _Cruelty_. Seneca _de Clem._ i. 24: Ferina ista rabies est, sanguine gaudere et vulneribus; (i. 8), Quemadmodum praecisae arbores plurimis ramis repullulant [H. uses repullulate, -tion, 336, 794], et multa satorum genera, ut densiora surgant, reciduntur; ita regia crudelitas auget inimicorum numerum tollendo. Ben Jonson, _Discoveries_ (_Clementia_): "The lopping of trees makes the boughs shoot out quicker; and the taking away of some kind of enemies increaseth the number".

931. _A fierce desire of hot and dry._ Cp. note on 683.

932. _To hear the worst_, etc. Antisthenes ap. _Diog. Laert._ VI. i. 4, § 3: Ἀκούσας ποτὲ ὅτι Πλάτων αὐτὸν κακῶς λέγει Βασιλικὸν ἔφη καλῶς ποιοῦντα κακῶς ἀκούειν, quoted by Burton, II. iii. 7.

934. _The Bondman._ Cp. Exodus xxi. 5, 6: "And if the servant shall plainly say: I love my master, my wife, and my children: I will not go out free: Then his master shall bring him unto the judges; he shall also bring him to the door, or unto the doorpost; and his master shall bore his ear through with an awl, and he shall serve him for ever".

936. _My kiss outwent the bonds of shamefastness._ Cp. Sidney's _Astrophel and Stella_, sonnet 82. For _not Jove himself_, etc., cp. 10, and note.

938. _His wish._ From Martial, II. xc. 7-10:--

Sit mihi verna satur: sit non doctissima conjux: Sit nox cum somno, sit sine lite dies, etc.

939. _Upon Julia washing herself in the river._ Imitated from Martial, IV. xxii.:--

Primos passa toros et adhuc placanda marito Merserat in nitidos se Cleopatra lacus, Dum fugit amplexus: sed prodidit unda latentem, Lucebat, totis cum tegeretur aquis. Condita sic puro numerantur lilia vitro, Sic prohibet tenuis gemma latere rosas, Insilui mersusque vadis luctantia carpsi Basia: perspicuae plus vetuistis aquae.

940. _Though frankincense_, etc. Ovid, _de Medic. Fac._ 83, 84:--

Quamvis thura deos irataque numina placent, Non tamen accensis omnia danda focis.

947. _To his honoured and most ingenious friend, Mr. Charles Cotton._ Dr. Grosart annotates: "The translator of Montaigne, and associate of Izaak Walton"; but as the younger Cotton was only eighteen when _Hesperides_ was printed, it is perhaps more probable that the father is meant, though we may note that Herrick and the younger Cotton were joint-contributors in 1649 to the _Lacrymæ Musarum_, published in memory of Lord Hastings. For a tribute to the brilliant abilities of the elder Cotton, see Clarendon's _Life_ (i. 36; ed. 1827).

948. _Women Useless._ A variation on a theme as old as Euripides. Cp. _Medea_, 573-5:--

χρῆν γὰρ ἀλλοθέν ποθεν βροτοὺς παῖδας τεκνοῦσθαι, θῆλυ δ' οὐκ εἶναι γένος· χοὒτως ἂν οὐκ ἦν οὐδὲν ἀνθρώποις κακόν.

952. _Weep for the dead, for they have lost the light_, cp. Ecclus. xxii. 11.

955. _To M. Leonard Willan, his peculiar friend._ A wretched poet; author of "The Phrygian Fabulist; or the Fables of Æsop" (1650), "Astraea; or True Love's Mirror" (1651), etc.

956. _Mr. John Hall, Student of Gray's Inn._ Hall remained at Cambridge till 1647, and this poem, which addresses him as a "Student of Gray's Inn," must therefore have been written almost while _Hesperides_ was passing through the press. Hall's _Horæ Vacivæ, or Essays_, published in 1646, had at once given him high rank among the wits.

958. _To the most comely and proper M. Elizabeth Finch._ No certain identification has been proposed.

961. _To the King, upon his welcome to Hampton Court, set and sung._ The allusion can only be to the king's stay at Hampton Court in 1647. Good hope was then entertained of a peaceful settlement, and Herrick's ode, enthusiastic as it is, expresses little more than this.

_For an ascendent_, etc.: This and the next seven lines are taken from phrases on pp. 29-33 of the _Notes and Observations on some passages of Scripture_, by John Gregory (see note on N. N. 178). According to Gregory, "The Ascendent of a City is that sign which riseth in the Heavens at the laying of the first stone".

962. _Henry, Marquis of Dorchester._ Henry Pierrepoint, second Earl of Kingston, succeeded his father (Herrick's Newark) July 30, 1643, and was created Marquis of Dorchester, March, 1645. "He was a very studious nobleman and very learned, particularly in law and physics." (See Burke's _Extinct Peerages_, iii. 435.)

_When Cato, the severe, entered the circumspacious theatre._ The allusion is to the visit of Cato to the games of Flora, given by Messius. When his presence in the theatre was known, the dancing-women were not allowed to perform in their accustomed lack of costume, whereupon the moralist obligingly retired, amidst applause.

966. _M. Jo. Harmar, physician to the College of Westminster._ John Harmar, born at Churchdown, near Gloucester, about 1594, was educated at Winchester and Magdalen College, Oxford; was a master at Magdalen School, the Free School at St. Albans, and at Westminster, and Professor of Greek at Oxford under the Commonwealth. He died 1670. Wood characterises him as a butt for the wits and a flatterer of great men, and notes that he was always called by the name of Doctor Harmar, though he took no higher degree than M.A. But in 1632 he supplicated for the degree of M.B., and Dr. Grosart's note--"Herrick, no doubt, playfully transmuted 'Doctor' into 'Physician'"--is misleading. He may have cared for the minds and bodies of the Westminster boys at one and the same time.

_The Roman language.... If Jove would speak_, etc. Cp. Ben Jonson's _Discoveries_: "that testimony given by L. Aelius Stilo upon Plautus who affirmed, "Musas si latine loqui voluissent Plautino sermone fuisse loquuturas". And Cicero [in Plutarch, § 24] "said of the Dialogues of Plato, that Jupiter, if it were his nature to use language, would speak like him".

967. _Upon his spaniel, Tracy._ Cp. _supra_, 724.

971. _Strength_, etc. Tacitus, _Ann._ xiii. 19: Nihil rerum mortalium tam instabile ac fluxum est, quàm fama potentiae, non suâ vi nixa.

975. _Case is a lawyer_, etc. Martial, I. xcviii. Ad Naevolum Causidicum. Cùm clamant omnes, loqueris tu, Naevole, tantùm.... Ecce, tacent omnes; Naevole, dic aliquid.

977. _To his sister-in-law, M. Susanna Herrick._ Cp. _supra_, 522. The subject is again the making up of the book of the poet's elect.

978. _Upon the Lady Crew._ Cp. Herrick's Epithalamium for her marriage with Sir Clipsby Crew, 283. She died 1639, and was buried in Westminster Abbey.

979. _On Tomasin Parsons._ Daughter of the organist of Westminster Abbey: cp. 500 and Note.

983. _To his kinsman, M. Thomas Herrick, who desired to be in his book._ Cp. 106 and Note.

989. _Care keeps the conquest._ Perhaps jotted down with reference to the Governorship of Exeter by Sir John Berkeley: see Note to 745.

992. _To the handsome Mistress Grace Potter._ Probably sister to the Mistress Amy Potter celebrated in 837, where see Note.

995. _We've more to bear our charge than way to go._ Seneca, Ep. 77: quantulumcunque haberem, tamen plus superesset viatici quam viae, quoted by Montaigne, II. xxviii.

1000. _The Gods, pillars, and men._ Horace's Mediocribus esse poetis Non homines, non di, non concessere columnae (_Ars Poet._ 373). Latin poets hung up their epigrams in public places.

1002. _To the Lord Hopton on his fight in Cornwall._ Sir Ralph Hopton won two brilliant victories for the Royalists, at Bradock Down and Stratton, January and May, 1643, and was created Baron Hopton in the following September. Originally a Parliamentarian, he was one of the king's ablest and most loyal servants.

1008. _Nothing's so hard but search will find it out._ Terence, _Haut._ IV. ii. 8: Nihil tam difficile est quin quaerendo investigari posset.

1009. _Labour is held up by the hope of rest._ Ps. Sallust, _Epist. ad C. Caes._: Sapientes laborem spe otii sustentant.

1022. _Posting to Printing._ Mart. V. x. 11, 12:--

Vos, tamen, o nostri, ne festinate, libelli: Si post fata venit gloria, non propero.

1023. _No kingdoms got by rapine long endure._ Seneca, _Troad._ 264: Violenta nemo imperia continuit dies.

1026. _Saint Distaff's Day._ "Saint Distaff is perhaps only a coinage of our poet's to designate the day when, the Christmas vacation being over, good housewives, with others, resumed their usual employment." (Nott.) The phrase is explained in dictionaries and handbooks, but no other use of it is quoted than this. Herrick's poem was pilfered by Henry Bold (a notorious plagiarist) in _Wit a-sporting in a pleasant Grove of New Fancies_, 1657.

1028. _My beloved Westminster._ As mentioned in the brief "Life" of Herrick prefixed to vol. i., all the references in this poem seem to refer to Herrick's courtier-days, between leaving Cambridge and going to Devonshire. He then, doubtless, resided in Westminster for the sake of proximity to Whitehall. It has been suggested, however, that the reference is to Westminster School, but we have no evidence that Herrick was educated there.

_Golden Cheapside._ My friend, Mr. Herbert Horne, in his admirably-chosen selection from the _Hesperides_, suggests that the allusion here is to the great gilt cross at the end of Wood Street. The suggestion is ingenious; but as Cheapside was the goldsmiths' quarter this would amply justify the epithet, which may indeed only refer to Cheapside as a money-winning street, as we might say Golden Lombard Street.

1032. _Things are uncertain._ Tiberius, in Tacitus, _Annal._ i. 72: Cuncta mortalium incerta; quantoque plus adeptus foret, tanto se magis in lubrico.

1034. _Good wits get more fame by their punishment._ Cp. Tacit. _Ann._ iv. 35, sub fin.: Punitis ingeniis gliscit auctoritas, etc., quoted by Bacon and Milton.

1035. _Twelfth Night: or King and Queen._ Herrick alludes to these "Twelfth-Tide Kings and Queens" in writing to Endymion Porter (662), and earlier still, in the "New-Year's Gift to Sir Simeon Steward" (319) he speaks--

"Of Twelfth-Tide cakes, of Peas and Beans, Wherewith ye make those merry scenes, Whenas ye choose your King and Queen".

Brand (i. 27) illustrates well from "Speeches to the Queen at Sudley" in Nichols' _Progresses of Queen Elizabeth_.

"_Melibœus._ Cut the cake: who hath the bean shall be king, and where the pea is, she shall be queen.

_Nisa._ I have the pea and must be queen.

_Mel._ I the bean, and king. I must command."

1045. _Comfort in Calamity._ An allusion to the ejection from their benefices which befel most of the loyal clergy at the same time as Herrick. It is perhaps worth noting that in the second volume of this edition, and in the last hundred poems printed in the first, wherever a date can be fixed it is always in the forties. Equally late poems occur, though much less frequently, among the first five hundred, but there the dated poems belong, for the most part, to the years 1623-1640. Now, in April 29, 1640, as stated in the brief "Life" prefixed to vol. i., there was entered at Stationers' Hall, "The severall poems written by Master Robert Herrick," a book which, as far as is known, never saw the light. It was probably, however, to this book that Herrick addressed the poem (405) beginning:--

"Have I not blest thee? Then go forth, nor fear Or spice, or fish, or fire, or close-stools here";

and we may fairly regard the first five hundred poems of _Hesperides_ as representing the intended collection of 1640, with a few additions, and the last six hundred as for the most part later, and I must add, inferior work. This is borne out by the absence of any manuscript versions of poems in the second half of the book. Herrick's verses would only be passed from hand to hand when he was living among the wits in London.

1046. _Twilight._ Ovid, _Amores_, I. v. 5, 6: Crepuscula ... ubi nox abiit, nec tamen orta dies.

1048. _Consent makes the cure._ Seneca, _Hippol._ 250: Pars sanitatis velle sanari fuit.

1050. _Causeless whipping._ Ovid, _Heroid._ v. 7, 8: Leniter ex merito quicquid patiare, ferendum est; Quae venit indignae poena, dolenda venit. Quoted by Montaigne, III. xiii.

1052. _His comfort._ Terence, _Adelph._ I. i. 18: Ego ... quod fortunatum isti putant, Uxorem nunquam habui.

1053. _Sincerity._ From Hor. _Ep._ I. ii. 54: Sincerum est nisi vas, quodcunque infundis acescit. Quoted by Montaigne, III. xiii.

1056. _To his peculiar friend, M. Jo. Wicks._ See 336 and Note. Written after Herrick's ejection. We know that the poet's uncle, Sir William Herrick, suffered greatly in estate during the Civil War, and it may have been the same with other friends and relatives. But there can be little doubt that the poet found abundant hospitality on his return to London.

1059. _A good Death._ August. _de Disciplin. Christ._ 13: Non potest malè mori, qui benè vixerit.

1061. _On Fortune._ Seneca, _Medea_, 176: Fortuna opes auferre non animum potest.

1062. _To Sir George Parry, Doctor of the Civil Law._ According to Dr. Grosart, Parry "was admitted to the College of Advocates, London, 3rd Nov., 1628; but almost nothing has been transmitted concerning him save that he married the daughter and heir of Sir Giles Sweet, Dean of Arches". I can hardly doubt that he must be identified with the Dr. George Parry, Chancellor to the Bishop of Exeter, who in 1630 was accused of excommunicating persons for the sake of fees, but was highly praised in 1635 and soon after appointed a Judge Marshal. If so, his wife was a widow when she came to him, as she is spoken of in 1638 as "Lady Dorothy Smith, wife of Sir Nicholas Smith, deceased". She brought him a rich dower, and her death greatly confused his affairs.

1067. _Gentleness._ Seneca, _Phoen._ 659: Qui vult amari, languidâ regnet manu. And Ben Jonson, _Panegyre_ (1603): "He knew that those who would with love command, Must with a tender yet a steadfast hand, Sustain the reins".

1068. _Mrs. Eliza Wheeler._ See 130 and Note.

1071. _To the Honoured Master Endymion Porter._ For Porter's patronage of poetry see 117 and Note.

1080. _The Mistress of all singular Manners, Mistress Portman._ Dr. Grosart notes that a Mrs. Mary Portman was buried at Putney Parish Church, June 27, 1671, and this was perhaps Herrick's schoolmistress, the "pearl of Putney".

1087. _Where pleasures rule a kingdom._ Cicero, _De Senect._ xii. 41: Neque omnino in voluptatis regno virtutem posse consistere. _He lives who lives to virtue._ Comp. Sallust, _Catil._ 2, s. fin.

1088. _Twice five-and-twenty (bate me but one year)._ As Herrick was born in 1591, this poem must have been written in 1640.

1089. _To M. Laurence Swetnaham._ Unless the various entries in the parish registers of St. Margaret's, Westminster, refer to different men, this Lawrence Swetnaham was the third son of Thomas Swettenham of Swettenham in Cheshire, married in 1602 to Mary Birtles. Lawrence himself had children as early as 1629, and ten years later was church-warden. He was buried in the Abbey, 1673.

1091. _My lamp to you I give._ Allusion to the Λαμπαδηφορία which Plato (_Legg._ 776B) uses to illustrate the succession of generations. So Lucretius (ii. 77): Et quasi cursores vitaï lampada tradunt.

1092. _Michael Oulsworth._ Michael Oulsworth, Oldsworth or Oldisworth, graduated M.A. from Magdalen College, Oxford, in 1614. According to Wood, "he was afterwards Fellow of his College, Secretary to Earl of Pembroke, elected a burgess to serve in several Parliaments for Sarum and Old Sarum, and though in the Grand Rebellion he was no Colonel, yet he was Governor of Old Pembroke, and Montgomery led him by the nose as he pleased, to serve both their turns". The partnership, however, was not eternal, for between 1648 and 1650 Oldisworth published at least eight virulent satires against his former master.

1094. _Truth--her own simplicity._ Seneca, _Ep._ 49: (Ut ille tragicus), Veritatis simplex oratio est.

1097. _Kings must be dauntless._ Seneca, _Thyest._ 388: Rex est qui metuit nihil.

1100. _To his brother, Nicholas Herrick._ Baptized April 22, 1589; a merchant trading to the Levant. He married Susanna Salter, to whom Herrick addresses two poems (522, 977).

1103. _A King and no King._ Seneca, _Thyest._ 214: Ubicunque tantùm honestè dominanti licet, Precario regnatur.

1118. _Necessity makes dastards valiant men._ Sallust, _Catil._ 58: Necessitudo ... timidos fortes facit.

1119. _Sauce for Sorrows._ Printed in _Witts Recreations_, 1650. _An equal mind._ Plautus, _Rudens_, II. iii. 71: Animus aequus optimum est aerumnae condimentum.

1126. _The End of his Work._ Printed in _Witts Recreations_, 1650, under the title: _Of this Book._ From Ovid, _Ars Am._ i. 773, 774:--

Pars superest caepti, pars est exhausta laboris: Hic teneat nostras anchora jacta rates.

1127. _My wearied bark_, etc. Ovid, _Rem. Am._ 811, 812:--

fessae date serta carinæ: Contigimus portum, quo mihi cursus erat.

1128. _The work is done._ Ovid, _Ars Am._ ii. 733, 734:--

Finis adest operi: palmam date, grata juventus, Sertaque odoratae myrtea ferte comae.

1130. _His Muse._ Cp. Note on 624.

NOBLE NUMBERS.

3. _Weigh me the Fire._ _2 Esdras_, iv. 5, 7; v. 9, 36: "Weigh me ... the fire, or measure me ... the wind," etc.

4. _God ... is the best known, not...._ _August. de Ord._ ii. 16: [Deus] scitur melius nesciendo.

5. _Supraentity_, τὸ ὑπερόντως ὄν, Plotinus.

7. _His wrath is free from perturbation._ August. _de Civ. Dei_, ix. 5: Ipse Deus secundum Scripturas irascitur, nec tamen ullâ passione turbatur. _Enchir. ad Laurent._ 33: Cum irasci dicitur Deus, non significatur perturbatio, qualis est in animo irascentis hominis.

9. _Those Spotless two Lambs._ "This is the offering made by fire which ye shall offer unto the Lord: two lambs of the first year without spot, day by day, for a continual burnt-offering." (Numb. xxviii. 3.)

17. _An Anthem sung in the Chapel of Whitehall._ This may be added to Nos. 96-98, and 102, the poems on which Mr. Hazlitt bases his conjecture that Herrick may have held some subordinate post in the Chapel Royal.

37. _When once the sin has fully acted been._ Tacitus, _Ann._ xiv. 10: Perfecto demum scelere, magnitudo ejus intellecta est.

38. _Upon Time._ Were this poem anonymous it would probably be attributed rather to George Herbert than to Herrick.

41. _His Litany to the Holy Spirit._ We may quote again from Barron Field's account in the _Quarterly Review_ (1810) of his cross-examination of the Dean Prior villagers for Reminiscences of Herrick: "The person, however, who knows more of Herrick than all the rest of the neighbourhood we found to be a poor woman in the 99th year of her age, named Dorothy King. She repeated to us, with great exactness, five of his _Noble Numbers_, among which was his beautiful 'Litany'. These she had learnt from her mother, who was apprenticed to Herrick's successor at the vicarage. She called them her prayers, which she said she was in the habit of putting up in bed, whenever she could not sleep; and she therefore began the 'Litany' at the second stanza:--

'When I lie within my bed,' etc."

Another of her midnight orisons was the poem beginning:--

"Every night Thou dost me fright, And keep mine eyes from sleeping," etc.

The last couplet, it should be noted, is misquoted from No. 56.

54. _Spew out all neutralities._ From the message to the Church of the Laodiceans, Rev. iii. 16.

59. _A Present by a Child._ Cp. "A pastoral upon the Birth of Prince Charles" (_Hesperides_ 213), and Note.

63. _God's mirth: man's mourning._ Perhaps founded on Prov. i. 26: "I also will laugh at your calamity; I will mock when your fear cometh".

65. _My Alma._ The name is probably suggested by its meaning "soul". Cp. Prior's _Alma_.

72. _I'll cast a mist and cloud._ Cp. Hor. I. _Ep._ xvi. 62: Noctem peccatis et fraudibus objice nubem.

75. _That house is bare._ Horace, _Ep._ I. vi. 45: Exilis domus est, ubi non et multa supersunt.

77. _Lighten my candle_, etc. The phraseology of the next five lines is almost entirely from the Psalms and the Song of Solomon.

86. _Sin leads the way._ Hor. _Odes_, III. ii. 32: Raro antecedentem scelestum Deseruit pede Poena claudo.

88. _By Faith we ... walk ..., not by the Spirit._ 2 Cor. v. 7: "We walk by faith, not by sight". 'By the Spirit' perhaps means, 'in spiritual bodies'.

96. _Sung to the King._ See Note on 17.

_Composed by M. Henry Lawes._ See _Hesperides_ 851, and Note.

102. _The Star-Song._ This may have been composed partly with reference to the noonday star during the Thanksgiving for Charles II.'s birth. See _Hesperides_ 213, and Note.

_We'll choose him King._ A reference to the Twelfth Night games. See _Hesperides_ 1035, and Note.

108. _Good men afflicted most._ Taken almost entirely from Seneca, _de Provid._ 3, 4: Ignem experitur [Fortuna] in Mucio, paupertatem in Fabricio, ... tormenta in Regulo, venenum in Socrate, mortem in Catone. The allusions may be briefly explained for the unclassical. At the siege of Dyrrachium, Marcus Cassius Scæva caught 120 darts on his shield; Horatius Cocles is the hero of the bridge (see Macaulay's _Lays_); C. Mucius Scævola held his hand in the fire to illustrate to Porsenna Roman fearlessness; Cato is Cato Uticensis, the philosophic suicide; "high Atilius" will be more easily recognised as the M. Atilius Regulus who defied the Carthaginians; Fabricius Luscinus refused not only the presents of Pyrrhus, but all reward of the State, and lived in poverty on his own farm.

109. _A wood of darts._ Cp. Virg. _Æn._ x. 886: Ter secum Troius heros Immanem aerato circumfert tegmine silvam.

112. _The Recompense._ Herrick is said to have assumed the lay habit on his return to London after his ejection, perhaps as a protection against further persecution. This quatrain may be taken as evidence that he did not throw off his religion with his cassock. Compare also 124.

_All I have lost that could be rapt from me._ From Ovid, III. _Trist._ vii. 414: Raptaque sint adimi quae potuere mihi.

123. _Thy light that ne'er went out._ Prov. xxxi. 18 (of 'the Excellent Woman'): "Her candle goeth not out by night". _All set about with lilies._ Cp. _Cant. Canticorum_, vii. 2: Venter tuus sicut acervus tritici, vallatus liliis.

_Will show these garments._ So Acts ix. 39.

134. _God had but one son free from sin._ Augustin. _Confess._ vi.: Deus unicum habet filium sine peccato, nullum sine flagello, quoted in Burton, II. iii. 1.

136. _Science in God._ Bp. Davenant, _on Colossians_, 166, _ed._ 1639; speaking of Omniscience: Proprietates Divinitatis non sunt accidentia, sed ipsa Dei essentia.

145. _Tears._ Augustin. _Enarr. Ps._ cxxvii.: Dulciores sunt lacrymae orantium quàm gaudia theatorum.

146. _Manna._ Wisdom xvi. 20, 21: "Angels' food ... agreeing to every taste".

147. _As Cassiodore doth prove._ Reverentia est enim Domini timor cum amore permixtus. Cassiodor. _Expos. in Psalt._ xxxiv. 30; quoted by Dr. Grosart. My clerical predecessor has also hunted down with much industry the possible sources of most of the other patristic references in _Noble Numbers_, though I have been able to add a few. We may note that Herrick quotes Cassiodorus (twice), John of Damascus, Boethius, Thomas Aquinas, St. Bernard, St. Augustine (thrice), St. Basil, and St. Ambrose--a goodly list of Fathers, if we had any reason to suppose that the quotations were made at first hand.

148. _Mercy ... a Deity._ Pausanias, _Attic._ I. xvii. 1.

153. _Mora Sponsi, the stay of the bridegroom._ Maldonatus, _Comm. in Matth._ xxv.: Hieronymus et Hilarius moram sponsi pœnitentiae tempus esse dicunt.

157. _Montes Scripturarum._ See August. _Enarr. in Ps._ xxxix., and passim.

167. _A dereliction._ The word is from Ps. xxii. 1: Quare me dereliquisti? "Why hast Thou forsaken me?" Herrick took it from Gregory's _Notes and Observations_ (see infra), p. 5: 'Our Saviour ... in that great case of dereliction'.

174. _Martha, Martha._ See Luke x. 41, and August. _Serm._ cii. 3: Repetitio nominis indicium est dilectionis.

177. _Paradise._ Gregory, p. 75, on "the reverend Say of Zoroaster, Seek Paradise," quotes from the Scholiast Psellus: "The Chaldæan Paradise (saith he) is a Quire of divine powers incircling the Father".

178. _The Jews when they built houses._ Herrick's rabbinical lore (cp. 180, 181, 193, 207, 224), like his patristic, was probably derived at second hand through some biblical commentary. Much of it certainly comes from the _Notes and Observations upon some Passages of Scripture_ (Oxford, 1646) of John Gregory, chaplain of Christ Church, a prodigy of oriental learning, who died in his 39th year, March 13, 1646. Thus in his Address to the Reader (3rd page from end) Gregory remarks: "The Jews, when they build a house, are bound to leave some part of it unfinished in memory of the destruction of Jerusalem," giving a reference to Leo of Modena, _Degli Riti Hebraici_, Part I.

180. _Observation. The Virgin Mother_, etc. Gregory, pp. 24-27, shows that Sitting, the usual posture of mourners, was forbidden by both Roman and Jewish Law "in capital causes". "This was the reason why ... she stood up still in a resolute and almost impossible compliance with the Law.... They sat ... after leave obtained ... to bury the body."

181. _Tapers._ Cp. Gregory's _Notes_, p. 111: "The funeral tapers (however thought of by some) are of the same harmless import. Their meaning is to show that the departed souls are not quite put out, but having walked here as the children of the Light are now gone to walk before God in the light of the living."

185. _God in the holy tongue._ J. G., p. 135: "God is called in the Holy Tongue ... the Place; or that Fulness which filleth All in All".

186, 187, 188, 189, 197. _God's Presence, Dwelling_, etc. J. G., pp. 135-9: "Shecinah, or God's Dwelling Presence". "God is said to be nearer to this man than to that, more in one place than in another. Thus he is said to depart from some and come to others, to leave this place and to abide in that, not by essential application of Himself, much less by local motion, but by impression of effect." "With just men (saith St. Bernard) God is present, _in veritate_, in deed, but with the wicked, dissemblingly." "He is called in the Holy Tongue, Jehovah, He that is, or Essence." "He is said to dwell there (saith Maimon) where He putteth the marks ... of His Majesty; and He doth this by His Grace and Holy Spirit."

190. _The Virgin Mary._ J. G., p. 86: "St. Ephrem upon those words of Jacob, This is the House of God, and this is the Gate of Heaven. This saying (saith he) is to be meant of the Virgin Mary ... truly to be called the House of God, as wherein the Son of God ... inhabited, and as truly the Gate of Heaven, for the Lord of heaven and earth entered thereat; and it shall not be set open the second time, according to that of Ezekiel (xliv. 2): I saw (saith he) a gate in the East; the glorious Lord entered thereat; thenceforth that gate was shut, and is not any more to be opened (_Catena Arab._ c. 58)."

192. _Upon Woman and Mary._ The reference is to Christ's appearance to St. Mary Magdalene in the Garden after the Resurrection, John xx. 15, 16.

193. _North and South._ Comp. _Hesper._ 429. _Observation_. J. G., pp. 92, 93: "Whosoever (say the Doctors in Berachoth) shall set his bed N. and S., shall beget male children. Therefore the Jews hold this rite of collocation ... to this day.... They are bound to place their ... house of office in the very same situation ... that the uncomely necessities ... might not fall into the Walk and Ways of God, whose Shecinah or dwelling presence lieth W. and E."

195. _Noah the first was_, etc. Cp. Gregory, _Notes_, p. 28.

201. _Temporal goods._ August., quoted by Burton, II. iii. 3: Dantur quidem bonis, saith Austin, ne quis mala aestimet, malis autem ne quis nimis bona.

203. _Speak, did the blood of Abel cry_, etc. Cp. Gregory's _Notes_, pp. 118: "But did the blood of Abel speak? saith Theophylact. Yes, it cried unto God for vengeance, as that of sprinkling for propitiation and mercy."

204. _A thing of such a reverend reckoning._ Cp. Gregory, 118-9: "The blood of Abel was so holy and reverend a thing, in the sense and reputation of the old world, that the men of that time used to swear by it".

205. _A Position in the Hebrew Divinity._ From Gregory's _Notes_, pp. 134, 5: "That old position in the Hebrew Divinity ... that a repenting man is of more esteem in the sight of God than one that never fell away".

206. _The Doctors in the Talmud._ From Gregory's _Notes_, _l.c._: "The Doctors in the Talmud say, that one day spent here in true Repentance is more worth than eternity itself, or all the days of heaven in the other world".

207. _God's Presence._ Again from Gregory's Notes, pp. 136 sq.

208. _The Resurrection._ Gregory's _Notes_, pp. 128-29, translating from a Greek MS. of Mathæus Blastares in the Bodleian: "The wonder of this is far above that of the resurrection of our bodies; for then the earth giveth up her dead but one for one, but in the case of the corn she giveth up many living ones for one dead one".

243. _Confession twofold is._ August, in Ps. xxix. _Enarr._ ii. 19: Confessio gemina est, aut peccati, aut laudis.

254. _Gold and frankincense._ St. Matt. ii. 11. St. Ambrose. Aurum Regi, thus Deo.

256. _The Chewing the Cud._ Cp. Lev. xi. 6.

258. _As my little pot doth boil_, etc. This far-fetched little poem is an instance of Herrick's habit of jotting down his thoughts in verse. In cooking some food for a charitable purpose he seems to have noticed that the boiling pot tossed the meat to and fro, or "waved" it (the priest's work), and that he himself was giving away the meat he lifted off the fire, the "heave-offering," which was the priest's perquisite. This is the confusion or "level-coil" to which he alludes.

NOTES TO ADDITIONAL POEMS.

_The Description of a Woman_. Printed in _Witts Recreations_, 1645, and contained also in Ashmole MS. 38, where it is signed: "Finis. Robert Herrick." Our version is taken from _Witts Recreations_, with the exception of the readings _show_ and _grow_ (for _shown_ and _grown_, in ll. 15 and 16). The Ashmole MS. contains in all thirty additional lines, which may or may not be by Herrick, but which, as not improving the poem, have been omitted in our text in accordance with the precedent set by the editor of _Witts Recreations_.

_Mr. Herrick: his Daughter's Dowry._ From Ashmole MS. 38, where it is signed: "Finis. Robt. Hericke."

_Mr. Robert Herrick: his Farewell unto Poetry._ Printed by Dr. Grosart and Mr. Hazlitt from Ashmole MS. 38. I add a few readings from Brit. Mus. Add. MS. 22, 603, where it is entitled: _Herrick's Farewell to Poetry_. The importance of the poem for Herrick's biography is alluded to in the brief "Life" prefixed to vol. i.

For _some sleepy keys_ the Museum MS. reads, _the sleeping keys_; for _yet forc't they are to go_ it has _and yet are forc't to go_; _drinking to the odd Number of Nine_ for _Number of Wine_, as to which see below; _turned her home_ for _twirled her home_; _dear soul_ for _rare soul_. All these are possible, but _beloved Africa_, and the omission of the two half lines, "'tis not need The scarecrow unto mankind," are pure blunders.

_Drinking to the odd Number of Nine_. I introduce this into the text from the Museum manuscript as agreeing with the

"Well, I can quaff, I see, To th' number five Or nine"

of _A Bacchanalian Verse_ (_Hesperides_ 653), on which see Note. Dr. Grosart explains the Ashmole reading _Wine_ by the Note "_οἶνος_ and _vinum_ both give five, the number of perfection"; but this seems too far-fetched for Herrick.

_Kiss, so depart._ By a strange freak Ashmole MS. writes _Guesse_, and the Museum MS. _Ghesse_; but the emendation _Kiss_ (adopted both by Dr. Grosart and Mr. Hazlitt) cannot be doubted.

_Well doing's the fruit of doing well._ Seneca, _de Clem._ i. 1: Rectè factorum verus fructus [est] fecisse. Also _Ep._ 81: Recte facti fecisse merces est. The latter, and Cicero, _de Finib._ II. xxii. 72, are quoted by Montaigne, _Ess._ II. xvi.

_A Carol presented to Dr. Williams._ From Ashmole MS. 36, 298. For Dr. Williams, see Note to _Hesperides_ 146. This poem was apparently written in 1640, after the removal of the bishop's suspension.

_His Mistress to him at his Farewell._ From Add. MS. 11, 811, at the British Museum, where it is signed "Ro. Herrick".

_Upon Parting._ From Harleian MS. 6917, at the British Museum.

_Upon Master Fletcher's Incomparable Plays._ Printed in Beaumont and Fletcher's Works, 1647, and Beaumont's Poems, 1653.

_The Golden Pomp is come._ Ovid, "Aurea Pompa venit" (as in _Hesperides_ 201).

_To be with juice of cedar washed all over._ Horace's "linenda cedro," as in _Hesperides_.

_Evadne._ See Note to _Hesperides_ 575.

_The New Charon._ First printed in "Lachrymae Musarum. The tears of the Muses: exprest in Elegies written by divers persons of Nobility and Worth, upon the death of the most hopefull Henry, Lord Hastings.... Collected and set forth by R[ichard] B[rome]. _London_, 1649." This is the only poem which we know of Herrick's, written after 1648, and even in this Herrick uses materials already employed in "Charon and the Nightingale" in _Hesperides_.

_Epitaph on the Tomb of Sir Edward Giles._ First printed by Dr. Grosart from the monument in Dean Prior Church. Sir Edward Giles was the occupant of Dean Court and the magnate of the parish.

APPENDIX I.

HERRICK'S POEMS IN WITTS RECREATIONS.

Both Mr. Hazlitt and Dr. Grosart have slightly misrepresented the relation of _Hesperides_ to the anthology known as _Witts Recreations_: Mr. Hazlitt by mistakes as to their respective contents; Dr. Grosart (after a much more careful collation) by taking down the date of the wrong edition. To put matters straight four editions have to be examined:--

I. "Witts Recreations. Selected from the finest Fancies of Moderne Muses, With a Thousand out Landish Proverbs. _London. Printed for Humph. Blunden at ye Castle in Cornhill, 1640._ 8vo."

This general title-page is engraved by W. Marshall. The Outlandish Proverbs were selected by George Herbert, and, like the first part, have a printed title-page of their own.

II. "Witts Recreations. Augmented with Ingenious Conceites for the wittie and Merrie Medicines for the Melancholie. _London. Printed for Humph. Blunden: at ye Castle in Cornhill, 1641._ 8vo."

In this, and subsequent editions, Marshall's title-page is re-engraved and the Outlandish Proverbs are omitted. The printed title-page reads: "Wit's Recreations. Containing 630 Epigrams, 160 Epitaphs. Variety of Fancies and Fantasticks, Good for Melancholly humours. _London. Printed by Thomas Cotes_," etc. The epigrams vary considerably from the selection in the previous edition.

III. "Witts Recreations refined. Augmented, with Ingenious Conceites for the wittie, and Merrie Medicines for the Melancholie...."

In the Museum copy of this edition the imprint to the engraved title has been cropped away. The printed title-page reads: "Recreation for Ingenious Head-peeces. Or, A Pleasant Grove for their Wits to walke in. Of Epigrams, 630: Epitaphs, 180: Fancies, a number: Fantasticks, abundance, Good for melancholy Humors. _Printed by R. Cotes for H. B. London, 1645._ 8vo." Two poems of Herrick's occur in the additional "Fancies and Fantasticks," first printed in this edition, viz.: _The Description of a Woman_ (not contained in _Hesperides_), and the _Farewell to Sack_.

IV. "Witts Recreations refined. Augmented, with Ingenious Conceites for the wittie and Merrie Medicines for the Melancholie. _Printed by M. S. sould by I. Hancock in Popes head Alley, 1650._ 8vo."

The printed title-page reads: "Recreations for Ingenious Head-peeces. Or, A Pleasant Grove for their Wits to Walke in. Of Epigrams, 700: Epitaphs, 200: Fancies, a number: Fantasticks, abundance. With their Addition, Multiplication, and Division. _London, Printed by M. Simmons_," etc. In this edition many of the Epigrams are omitted and more than one hundred fresh ones added. Additions are also made to the Epitaphs and Fancies and Fantasticks. Of the new Epigrams and Poems no less than seventy-two had been printed two years earlier in Herrick's _Hesperides_, and ten others were added in 1654 from the same source.

_Witts Recreations_ was again reprinted in 1663, 1667, and perhaps oftener. In 1817 it was issued as vol. ii. of a collection of _Facetiæ_, of which Mennis and Smith's _Musarum Deliciæ_ and _Wit Restor'd_ formed vol. i. On the title-page _Witts Recreations_ is said to be printed from edition 1640, with all the wood engravings and improvements of subsequent editions, and in the preface it is explained to be "reprinted after a collation of the four editions, 1640, 41, 54, and 63, for the purpose of bringing together in one body all the various articles spread throughout, and not to be found in any one edition". This 1817 reprint was re-issued by Hotten in 1874, and this re-issue, as his references to pagination show, was the one used by Dr. Grosart. The date 1640 on the title-page may have caught his eye and led to his mistaken allusion to the "prior publication" of the Herrick poems in 1640, whereas _Hesperides_ was published in 1648, and the editions of _Witts Recreations_ which contain anything of his besides the _Description of a Woman_ and _A Farewell to Sack_, in 1650, 1654, etc.

In the Notes to the present edition I have drawn attention to all variations in the text of the poems as printed by Herrick and the later editors, and now subjoin a complete list of the poems under the titles which they take in _Witts Recreations_, with their numbers in this edition.

1645 Edition.

128. A Farewell to Sack. [Not in _Hesp._] The Description of a Woman.

1650 Edition Adds:--

123. A Tear sent to his M^is. 159. The Cruel Maid. 162. His Misery. 172. With a Ring to Julia. 200. On Gubbs. 206. On Bunce. 239. On Guesse. 241. On a Painted Madam. 310. On a Child. 311. On Sneape. 328. A Foolish Querie. 340. A Check to her Delay. 352. Nothing New. 357. Long and Lazy. 367. To a Stale Lady. 374. Gain and Gettings. 379. On Doll. 380. On Skrew. 381. On Linnit. 400. On Raspe. 407. On Himself. 408. Love and Liberty. 409. On Skinns. 428. On Craw. 434. On Jack and Jill. 517. Change. 534. To Julia. 572. On Umber. 600. Little and Loud. 616. Abroad with the Maids. 637. On Lungs. 640. On a Child. 644. On an Old Man, a Residentiary. 648. On Cob. 649. On Betty. 650. On Skoles. 661. Ambition. 666. On Zelot. 669. On Crab. 675. On Women's Denial. 676. Adversity. 693. On Tuck. 697. Adversity. 703. On Trigg. 711. Possessions. 735. Maids' Nays. 743. On Julia's Weeping. 752. No Pains No Gains. 761. Alvar and Anthea. 772. A Hymn to Bacchus. 776. Anger. 791. Verses. 795. On Bice. 796. On Trencherman. 797. Kisses. 832. On Punchin. 838. On a Maid. 840. Beauty. 846. Writing. 849. Satisfaction. 873. On Love. 881. ll. 13, 14, Sharp Sauce. 886. On Lulls. 902. Truth. 910. On Ben Jonson. 946. An Hymn to Love. 950. Leaven. 1025. On Boreman. 1084. On Love. 1085. On Gut. 1106. On Rump. 1119. Sauce for Sorrows. 1126. Of this Book.

1654 Edition Adds:--

49. Cherry Pit. 85. On Love. 92. The Bag of a Bee. 208. To make much of Time. 235. On an Old Batchelor. 238. Another. (On the Rose.) 253. Counsel not to Love. 260. How the Violets came blue. 337. A Vow to Cupid. 446. The Farewell to Love and to his Mistress.

APPENDIX II.

HERRICK'S FAIRY POEMS AND THE DESCRIPTION OF THE KING AND QUEENE OF FAYRIES PUBLISHED 1635.

The publisher's freak, by which Herrick's three chief Fairy poems ("The Fairy Temple; or, Oberon's Chapel," "Oberon's Feast," and "Oberon's Palace") are separated from each other, is greatly to be regretted. The last two, both dedicated to Shapcott, are distinctly connected by their opening lines, and "Oberon's Chapel," dedicated to Mr. John Merrifield, Herrick's other fairy-loving lawyer, of course belongs to the same group. All three were probably first written in 1626 and cannot be dissociated from Drayton's _Nymphidia_, published in 1627, and Sir Simeon Steward's "A Description of the King of Fayries clothes, brought to him on New-yeares day in the morning, 1626 [O. S.], by his Queenes Chambermaids". In 1635 there was published a little book of a dozen leaves, most kindly transcribed for this edition by Mr. E. Gordon Duff, from the unique copy at the Bodleian Library. It is entitled:--

"A | Description | of the King and Queene of | Fayries, their habit, fare, their | abode pompe and state. | Beeing very delightfull to the sense, and | full of mirth. | [Wood-cut.] London. | _Printed for Richard Harper, and are to be sold | at his shop, at the Hospitall gate._ 1635."

Fol. 1 is blank; fol. 2 occupied by the title-page; ff. 3, 4 (verso blank) by a letter "To the Reader," signed: "Yours hereafter, If now approved on, R. S.," beginning: "Courteous Reader, I present thee here with the Description of the King of the Fayries, of his Attendants, Apparel, Gesture, and Victuals, which though comprehended in the brevity of so short a volume, yet as the Proverbe truely averres, it hath as mellifluous and pleasing discourse, as that whose amplitude contains the fulnesse of a bigger composition"; on fol. 5 (verso blank) occurs the following poem [spelling here modernised]:--

"Deep-skilled Geographers, whose art and skill Do traverse all the world, and with their quill Declare the strangeness of each several clime, The nature, situation, and the time Of being inhabited, yet all their art And deep informèd skill could not impart In what set climate of this Orb or Isle, The King of Fairies kept, whose honoured style Is here inclosed, with the sincere description Of his abode, his nature, and the region In which he rules: read, and thou shalt find Delightful mirth, fit to content thy mind. May the contents thereof thy palate suit, With its mellifluous and pleasing fruit: For nought can more be sweetened to my mind Than that this Pamphlet thy contentment find; Which if it shall, my labour is sufficed, In being by your liking highly prized. "Yours to his power, "R. S."

This is followed (pp. 1-3) by: "A Description of the Kings [sic] of Fayries Clothes, brought to him on New-Yeares day in the morning, 1626, by his Queenes Chambermaids:--

"First a cobweb shirt, more thin Than ever spider since could spin. Changed to the whiteness of the snow, By the stormy winds that blow In the vast and frozen air, No shirt half so fine, so fair; A rich waistcoat they did bring, Made of the Trout-fly's gilded wing: At which his Elveship 'gan to fret The wearing it would make him sweat Even with its weight: he needs would wear A waistcoat made of downy hair New shaven off an Eunuch's chin, That pleased him well, 'twas wondrous thin. The outside of his doublet was Made of the four-leaved, true-loved grass, Changed into so fine a gloss, With the oil of crispy moss: It made a rainbow in the night Which gave a lustre passing light. On every seam there was a lace Drawn by the unctuous snail's slow pace, To which the finest, purest, silver thread Compared, did look like dull pale lead. His breeches of the Fleece was wrought, Which from Colchos Jason brought: Spun into so fine a yarn No mortal wight might it discern, Weaved by Arachne on her loom, Just before she had her doom. A rich Mantle he did wear, Made of tinsel gossamer. Beflowered over with a few Diamond stars of morning dew: Dyed crimson in a maiden's blush, Lined with humble-bees' lost plush. His cap was all of ladies' love, So wondrous light, that it did move If any humming gnat or fly Buzzed the air in passing by, About his neck a wreath of pearl, Dropped from the eyes of some poor girl, Pinched, because she had forgot To leave clean water in the pot."

The next page is occupied by a woodcut, and then (pp. 5, misnumbered 4, and 6) comes the variation on Herrick's "Oberon's Feast":--

"A DESCRIPTION OF HIS DIET.

"Now they, the Elves, within a trice, Prepared a feast less great than nice, Where you may imagine first, The Elves prepare to quench his thirst, In pure seed pearl of infant dew Brought and sweetened with a blue And pregnant violet; which done, His killing eyes begin to run Quite o'er the table, where he spies The horns of watered butterflies, Of which he eats, but with a little Neat cool allay of cuckoo's spittle. Next this the red-cap worm that's shut Within the concave of a nut. Moles' eyes he tastes, then adders' ears; To these for sauce the slain stags' tears, A bloated earwig, and the pith Of sugared rush he glads him with. Then he takes a little moth, Late fatted in a scarlet cloth, A spinner's ham, the beards of mice, Nits carbonadoed, a device Before unknown; the blood of fleas, Which gave his Elveship's stomach ease. The unctuous dew-laps of a snail, The broke heart of a nightingale O'ercome in music, with the sag And well-bestrutted bee's sweet bag. Conserves of atoms, and the mites, The silk-worm's sperm, and the delights Of all that ever yet hath blest Fairy-land: so ends his feast."

On the next page is printed: "Orpheus. Thrice excelling, for the finishment of this Feast, thou must music it so that the Deities may descend to grace it." This is succeeded by a page bearing a woodcut, then we have "The Fairies Fegaries," a poem occupying three more pages followed by another woodcut, and then "The Melancholly Lover's Song," and a third woodcut. The occurrence of the _Melancholy Lover's Song_ (the well-known lines beginning: "Hence all you vain delights") in print in 1635 is interesting, as I believe that _The Nice Valour_, the play in which they occur, was not printed till 1647, and Milton's _Il Penseroso_, which they suggested, appeared in 1645. But the verses are rather out of place in the little Fairy-Book.

APPENDIX III.

POOR ROBIN'S ALMANACK.

Herrick's name has been so persistently connected with _Poor Robert's Almanack_ that a few words must be said on the subject. There is, we are told, a Devonshire tradition ascribing the _Almanack_ to him, and this is accepted by Nichols in his _Leicestershire_, and "accredited" by Dr. Grosart. The tradition apparently rests on no better basis than Herrick's Christian name, and of the poems in the issues of the _Almanack_ which I have seen, it may be said, that, while the worst of them, save for some lack of neatness of turn, might conceivably have been by Herrick--on the principle that if Herrick could write some of his epigrams, he could write anything--the more ambitious poems it is quite impossible to attribute to the author of the _Hesperides_. But apart from opinion, the negative evidence is overwhelming. Of the three earliest issues in the British Museum, 1664, 1667 and 1669 (all in the annual collections of Almanacs, issued by the Stationers' Company, and all, it may be noted, bound for Charles II.), I transcribe the title-page of the first. "Poor Robin. 1664. An Almanack After a New Fashion wherein the Reader may see (if he be not blinde) many remarkable things worthy of Observation. Containing a two-fold Kalendar, viz. the Iulian or English, and the Roundheads or Fanaticks: with their several Saints daies and Observations, upon every month. Written by Poor Robin, Knight of the burnt Island and a well-willer to the Mathematicks. Calculated for the Meridian of Saffron Walden, where the Pole is elevated 52 degrees and 6 minutes above the Horizon. London: Printed for the Company of Stationers."

In the 1667 issue the paragraph about the Pole runs: "Where the Maypole is elevated (with a plumm cake on the top of it) 5 yards ¾ above the Market Cross". The mention of Saffron Walden had apparently been ridiculed, and the author in this year joins in the laugh, and in 1669 omits the paragraph altogether. But what had Herrick at any time to do with Saffron Walden, and why should the poet, whose politics, apart from some personal devotion to Charles I., were distinctly moderate, mix himself up with an ultra-Cavalier publication? Also, if Herrick be "Poor Robin" we must attribute to him, at least, the greater part of the twenty-one "Poor Robin" publications, of which Mr. H. Ecroyd Smith gave a list in _Notes and Queries_, 6th series, vii. 321-3, _e.g._, "Poor Robin's Perambulation from the Town of Saffron Walden to London" (1678), "The Merrie Exploits of Poor Robin, the Merrie Saddler of Walden," etc. These have been generally assigned to William Winstanley, the barber-poet, on the ground of a supposed similarity of style, and from "Poor Robin" having been written under a portrait of him. Mr. Ecroyd Smith, however, attributes them to Robert Winstanley (born, 1646, at Saffron Walden), younger brother of Henry Winstanley, the projector of the Eddystone Lighthouse. He assigns the credit of the "identification" to Mr. Joseph Clark, F.S.A., of the Roos, Saffron Walden, but does not state the grounds which led Mr. Clark to his conclusion, in itself probable enough. In any case there is no valid ground for connecting Herrick either with the _Almanack_ or with any of the other "Poor Robin" publications.

INDEX TO PERSONS MENTIONED.

Abdie, Lady. [_See_ Soame, Anne.]

Alabaster, Doctor, II. 70.

Baldwin, Prudence, I. 152, 189, 251 II. 78.

Bartly, Arthur, II. 36.

Beaumont, Francis, II. 4, 276.

Berkley, Sir John, II. 63.

Bradshaw, Katharine, I. 116.

Bridgeman, I. 46.

Buckingham, Duke of, I. 123.

Carlisle, Countess of, I. 78.

Charles I., I. 28, 29, 74, 133, 198; II. 43, 87, 123, 202, 204, 207.

Charles II., I. 1, 105; II. 13, 66.

Cotton, Charles, the elder, II. 119.

Crew, Lady, I. 237; II. 128.

Crew, Sir Clipseby, I. 139, 201, 228, 248; II. 18.

Crofts, John, II. 83.

Denham, Sir John, II. 39.

Dorchester, Marquis of, II. 124, 125.

Dorset, Earl of, I. 235.

Falconbridge, Margaret, II. 81.

Falconbridge, Thomas, I. 226.

Finch, Elizabeth, II. 123.

Fish, Sir Edward, I. 191.

Fletcher, John, II. 4, 269.

Giles, Sir Edward, II. 272.

Gotiere [Gouter, Jacques], I. 47.

Hall, John, II. 122.

Hall, Joseph, Bishop of Exeter, I. 77.

Harmar, Joseph, II. 125.

Hastings, Henry, Lord, II. 270.

Heale, Sir Thomas, II. 98.

Henrietta Maria, I. 133.

Herrick, Bridget, I. 255.

Herrick, Elizabeth, I. 26, 182.

Herrick, Julia, II. 143.

Herrick, Mercy, II. 86.

Herrick, Nicholas, II. 161.

Herrick, Robert, Poem on his Father, I. 31.

Herrick, Robert, Poem to his Nephew, I. 188.

Herrick, Robert, I. 229; II. 153, 157, 159, 160, 164.

Herrick, Susanna, I. 243; II. 128.

Herrick, Thomas, I. 40; II. 129.

Herrick, William, I. 88.

Hopton, Lord, II. 136.

Jincks, J., II. 96.

Jonson, Ben, I. 188; II. 4, 11, 30, 109, 110.

Kellam, II. 112.

Kennedy, Dorothy, I. 50.

Lamiere, Nicholas, I. 105.

Lawes, Henry, II. 94, 270.

Lawes, William, II. 108.

Lee, Elizabeth, II. 16.

Lowman, Bridget, I. 176.

Merrifield, John, I. 111.

Mince [Mennis], Sir John, I. 244.

Norgate, Edward, I. 152.

Northly, Henry, I. 155.

Oulsworth, Michael, II. 159.

Parry, Sir George, II. 151.

Parsons, Dorothy, I. 234.

Parsons, Tomasin, II. 129.

Pemberton, Sir Lewis, I. 183.

Pembroke, Earl of, I. 177.

Porter, Endymion, I. 49, 87, 229; II. 33, 154.

Portman, Mrs., II. 156.

Potter, Amy, II. 91.

Potter, Grace, II. 133.

Prat, II. 46.

Ramsay, Robert, I. 85.

Richmond and Lennox, Duke of, I. 212.

Selden, John, I. 179.

Shakespeare, William, II. 276.

Shapcott, Thomas, I. 148, 204, 209.

Soame, Anne, I. 181.

Soame, Stephen, I. 250.

Soame, Sir Thomas, I. 220.

Soame, Sir William, I. 163.

Southwell, Sir Thomas, I. 63.

Southwell, Susanna, I. 243.

Steward, Sir Simeon, I. 157.

Stone, Mary, II. 71.

Stone, Sir Richard, I. 232.

Stuart, Lord Bernard, I. 109.

Swetnaham, Lawrence, II. 158.

Tracy, Lady. [_See_ Lee, Elizabeth.]

Villars [Villiers], Lady Mary, I. 172.

Warr [_or_ Weare], John, I. 57, 253.

Westmoreland, Earl of, I. 47, 125, 215.

Wheeler, Elizabeth, I. 55, 132; II. 153.

Wheeler, Penelope, I. 236.

Wickes, John, I. 165; II. 37, 150.

Willan, Leonard, II. 121.

Willand, Mary, I. 239.

Williams, John, Bishop of Lincoln, I. 62; II. 267.

Wilson, Dr. John, I. 47.

Wingfield, John, II. 8.

Yard, Lettice, I. 155.

York, Duke of, I. 134.

INDEX OF FIRST LINES.

A Bachelor I will, I. 14.

A crystal vial Cupid brought, II. 24.

A funeral stone, I. 35.

A golden fly one show'd to me, I. 233.

A gyges ring they bear about them still, II. 61.

A just man's like a rock that turns the wrath, I. 190.

A little mushroom table spread, I. 148.

A little saint best fits a little shrine, II. 59.

A long life's-day I've taken pains, II. 11.

A man prepar'd against all ills to come, I. 160.

A man's transgressions God does then remit, II. 196.

A master of a house, as I have read, II. 73.

A prayer that is said alone, II. 226.

A roll of parchment Clunn about him bears, II. 117.

A sweet disorder in the dress, I. 32.

A wanton and lascivious eye, II. 66.

A way enchased with glass and beads, I. 111.

A wearied pilgrim, I have wandered here, II. 157.

A willow garland thou didst send, I. 201.

About the sweet bag of a bee, I. 36.

Abundant plagues I late have had, II. 188.

Adverse and prosperous fortunes both work on, II. 182.

Adversity hurts none but only such, II. 47.

Afflictions bring us joy in time to come, II. 182.

Afflictions they most profitable are, II. 174.

After the feast, my Shapcot, see, I. 204.

After the rare arch-poet, Jonson, died, I. 188.

After this life, the wages shall, II. 225.

After thy labour take thine ease, II. 163.

After true sorrow for our sins, our strife, II. 201.

Against diseases here the strongest fence, II. 162.

Ah, Ben! II. 110.

Ah, Bianca! now I see, II. 132.

Ah, cruel love! must I endure, I. 90.

Ah! Lycidas, come tell me why, I. 229.

Ah, me! I love; give him your hand to kiss, II. 91.

Ah, my Anthea! Must my heart still break, I. 27.

Ah, my Perilla! dost thou grieve to see, I. 8.

Ah, Posthumus! our years hence fly, I. 165.

Alas! I can't, for tell me how, II. 159.

All are not ill plots that do sometimes fail, II. 162.

All has been plundered from me but my wit, II. 90.

All I have lost that could be rapt from me, II. 212.

All things are open to these two events, I. 227.

All things decay with time: the forest sees, I. 25.

All things o'er-ruled are here, by chance, I. 248.

All things subjected are to fate, II. 7.

Along, come along, II. 148.

Along the dark and silent night, II. 214.

Although our sufferings meet with no relief, II. 163.

Although we cannot turn the fervent fit, II. 192.

Am I despised because you say, I. 75.

Among disasters that dissension brings, II. 75.

Among the myrtles as I walk'd, I. 132.

Among these tempests great and manifold, II. 147.

Among thy fancies tell me this, I. 162.

And as time past when Cato, the severe, II. 124.

And, cruel maid, because I see, I. 72.

And must we part, because some say, I. 57.

Angels are called gods; yet of them none, II. 224.

Angry if Irene be, I. 256.

Anthea bade me tie her shoe, I. 14.

Anthea, I am going hence, II. 95.

Anthea laugh'd, and fearing lest excess, II. 137.

Apollo sings, his harp resounds: give room, II. 269.

Art quickens nature; care will make a face, I. 120.

Art thou not destin'd? then with haste go on, II. 237.

As gilliflowers do but stay, I. 156.

As in our clothes, so likewise he who looks, I. 254.

As is your name, so is your comely face, II. 133.

As Julia once a-slumbering lay, I. 86.

As lately I a garland bound, I. 119.

As many laws and lawyers do express, II. 53.

As my little pot doth boil, II. 248.

As oft as night is banish'd by the morn, I. 29.

As shows the air when with a rainbow grac'd, I. 47.

As sunbeams pierce the glass, and streaming in, II. 231.

As thou deserv'st, be proud; then gladly let, I. 244.

As wearied pilgrims, once possessed, II. 16.

Ask me what hunger is, and I'll reply, II. 115.

Ask me why I do not sing, I. 164.

Ask me why I send you here, II. 6.

At draw-gloves we'll play, I. 122.

At my homely country seat, I. 191.

At post and pair, or slam, Tom Tuck would play, II. 46.

At stool-ball, Lucia, let us play, II. 45.

Attempt the end, and never stand to doubt, II. 137.

Away enchased with glass and beads, I. 111.

Away with silks, away with lawn, I. 193.

Bacchus, let me drink no more, I. 153.

Bad are the times. And worse than they are we, I. 198.

Be bold, my book, nor be abash'd, or fear, II. 11.

Be not dismayed, though crosses cast thee down. II. 137.

Be not proud, but now incline, I. 120.

Be the mistress of my choice, II. 36.

Be those few hours, which I have yet to spend, II. 241.

Beauty no other thing is than a beam, I. 39.

Beauty's no other but a lovely grace, II. 92.

Before man's fall the rose was born, II. 246.

Before the press scarce one could see, II. 107.

Begin to charm, and as thou strok'st mine ears, I. 81.

Begin with a kiss, II. 57.

Begin with Jove; then is the work half-done, I. 159.

Bellman of night if I about shall go, II. 182.

Besides us two, i' th' temple here's not one, I. 210.

Biancha let, I. 34.

Bid me to live, and I will live, I. 135.

Bind me but to thee with thine hair, II. 115.

Blessings in abundance come, I. 155.

Born I was to be old, I. 247.

Born I was to meet with age, I. 240.

Both you two have, I. 138.

Break off delay, since we but read of one, II. 63.

Breathe, Julia, breathe, and I'll protest, I. 84.

Bright tulips, we do know, I. 231.

Bring me my rosebuds, drawer, come, II. 6.

Bring the holy crust of bread, II. 103.

Brisk methinks I am, and fine, II. 134.

Burn or drown me, choose ye whether, II. 67.

But born, and like a short delight, I. 84.

By dream I saw one of the three, I. 192.

By hours we all live here; in Heaven is known, II. 240.

By so much virtue is the less, II. 66.

By the next kindling of the day, II. 88.

By the weak'st means things mighty are o'erthrown, II. 48.

By those soft tods of wool, II. 71.

By time and counsel do the best we can, I. 150.

Call me no more, I. 180.

Can I not come to Thee, my God, for these, II. 186.

Can I not sin, but thou wilt be, II. 193.

Care keeps the conquest; 'tis no less renown, II. 132.

Case is a lawyer that ne'er pleads alone, II. 127.

Charm me asleep, and melt me so, I. 117.

Charms that call down the moon from out her sphere, I. 122.

Charon, O Charon, draw thy boat to th' shore, II. 270.

Charon! O gentle Charon! let me woo thee, II. 58.

Cherry-ripe, ripe, ripe, I cry, I. 21.

Choose me your valentine, I. 36.

Christ, He requires still, wheresoe'er He comes, II. 192.

Christ, I have read, did to His chaplains say, II. 223.

Christ never did so great a work but there, II. 237.

Christ took our nature on Him, not that He, II. 238.

Christ was not sad, i' the garden, for His own, II. 227.

Christ, when He hung the dreadful cross upon, II. 228.

Clear are her eyes, I. 243.

Close keep your lips, if that you mean, II. 61.

Come, and let's in solemn wise, II. 99.

Come, Anthea, know thou this, II. 41.

Come, Anthea, let us two, II. 68.

Come, blitheful neat-herds, let us lay, II. 51.

Come, bring with a noise, II. 79.

Come, bring your sampler, and with art, I. 10.

Come, come away, I. 172.

Come down and dance ye in the toil, I. 9.

Come, guard this night the Christmas-pie, II. 80.

Come, leave this loathed country life, and then, I. 214.

Come, pity us, all ye who see, II., 216.

Come, sit we by the fire's side, II. 20.

Come, sit we under yonder tree, II. 15.

Come, skilful Lupo, now, and take, I. 46.

Come, sons of summer, by whose toil, I. 125.

Come, then, and like two doves with silv'ry wings, II. 2.

Come thou not near those men who are like bread, I. 5.

Come thou, who art the wine and wit, I. 238.

Come to me God; but do not come, II. 242.

Come with the spring-time forth, fair maid, and be, I. 176.

Command the roof, great Genius, and from thence, II. 55.

Confession twofold is, as Austine says, II. 244.

Conformity gives comeliness to things, II. 147.

Conformity was ever known, I. 28.

Conquer we shall, but we must first contend, II. 115.

Consider sorrows, how they are aright, II. 84.

Consult ere thou begin'st, that done, go on, II. 65.

Crab faces gowns with sundry furs; 'tis known, II. 37.

Cupid, as he lay among, I. 59.

Cynthius, pluck ye by the ear, I. 62.

Dark and dull night, fly hence away, II. 203.

Dead falls the cause if once the hand be mute, I. 154.

Dean Bourne, farewell; I never look to see, I. 33.

Dear God, II. 201.

Dear Perenna, prithee come, I. 110.

Dear, though to part it be a hell, I. 39.

Dearest of thousands, now the time draws near, II. 20.

Despair takes heart, when there's no hope to speed, II. 135.

Dew sat on Julia's hair, I. 226.

Did I or love, or could I others draw, I. 253.

Die ere long, I'm sure I shall, II. 151.

Discreet and prudent we that discord call, II. 64.

Display thy breasts my Julia--Here let me, I. 119.

Do with me, God, as Thou didst deal with John, II. 174.

Does fortune rend thee? Bear with thy hard fate, II. 87.

Down with the rosemary and bays, II. 104.

Down with the rosemary, and so, II. 129.

Dread not the shackles: on with thine intent, II. 144.

Drink up, II. 131.

Drink wine, and live here blitheful while ye may, II. 31.

Droop, droop no more, or hang the head, I. 6.

Drowning, drowning, I espy, II. 126.

Dry your sweet cheek, long drown'd with sorrow's rain, I. 131.

Dull to myself, and almost dead to these, II. 13.

Each must in virtue strive for to excel, I. 151.

Eaten I have; and though I had good cheer, I. 248.

Empires of kings are now, and ever were, I. 202.

End now the white loaf and the pie, II. 105.

Ere I go hence, and be no more, II. 260.

Every time seems short to be, I. 202.

Evil no nature hath; the loss of good, II. 207.

Examples lead us, and we likely see, II. 68.

Excess is sluttish: keep the mean; for why? II. 162.

Fain would I kiss my Julia's dainty leg, I. 175.

Fair and foul days trip cross and pile; the fair, I. 237.

Fair daffodils, we weep to see, I. 156.

Fair pledges of a fruitful tree, I. 220.

Fair was the dawn; and but e'en now the skies, I. 99.

Faith is a thing that's four-square; let it fall, II. 114.

Fame's pillar here, at last, we set, II. 165.

Farewell, thou thing, time past so known, so dear, I. 53.

Fat be my hind; unlearned be my wife, II. 116.

Fight thou with shafts of silver and o'ercome, I. 23.

Fill me a mighty bowl, II. 30.

Fill me my wine in crystal; thus, and thus, I. 234.

First, April, she with mellow showers, I. 26.

First, for effusions due unto the dead, I. 26.

First, for your shape, the curious cannot show, I. 237.

First, may the hand of bounty bring, II. 112.

First offer incense, then thy field and meads, I. 180.

Fled are the frosts, and now the fields appear, II. 27.

Fly hence, pale care, no more remember, II. 267.

Fly me not, though I be grey, I. 244.

Fly to my mistress, pretty pilfering bee, I. 124.

Fold now thine arms and hang the head, I. 56.

Fools are they who never know, I. 119.

For a kiss or two, confess, II. 130.

For all our works a recompense is sure, II. 93.

For all thy many courtesies to me, II. 83.

For being comely, consonant, and free, II. 8.

For brave comportment, wit without offence, II. 119

For civil, clean, and circumcised wit, I. 244.

For each one body that i' th' earth is sown, II. 236.

For my embalming, Julia, do but this, I. 161.

For my neighbour, I'll not know, I. 103.

For my part, I never care, I. 100.

For one so rarely tun'd to fit all parts, I. 152.

For punishment in war it will suffice, I. 165.

For sport my Julia threw a lace, I. 145.

For those, my unbaptised rhymes, II. 169.

For truth I may this sentence tell, II. 151.

Fortune did never favour one, I. 240.

Fortune no higher project can devise, I. 246.

Fortune's a blind profuser of her own, II. 45.

Fresh strewings allow, II. 69.

Frolic virgins once these were, I. 190.

From me my Sylvia ran away, II. 109.

From noise of scare-fires rest ye free, I. 151.

From the dull confines of the drooping West, II. 150.

From the temple to your home, II. 21.

From this bleeding hand of mine, I. 108.

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, I. 102.

Get up, get up for shame, the blooming morn, I. 82.

Give house-room to the best; 'tis never known, II. 116.

Give if thou canst an alms; if not, afford, II. 193.

Give me a cell, II. 73.

Give me a man that is not dull, II. 146.

Give me honours! what are these, II. 191.

Give me one kiss, I. 246.

Give me that man that dares bestride, I. 35.

Give me the food that satisfies a guest, II. 82.

Give me wine, and give me meat, II. 18.

Give unto all, lest he, whom thou deni'st, II. 239.

Give Want her welcome if she comes; we find. II. 12.

Give way, and be ye ravish'd by the sun, I. 246.

Give way, give way now; now my Charles shines here, II. 43.

Give way, give way, ye gates and win, I. 223.

Glide, gentle streams, and bear, I. 51.

Glory be to the graces! II. 76.

Glory no other thing is, Tullie says, II. 50.

Go, happy rose, and interwove, I. 121.

Go hence, and with this parting kiss, I. 217.

Go hence away, and in thy parting know, II. 269.

Go I must; when I am gone, I. 250.

Go, perjured man; and if thou e'er return, I. 59.

Go on, brave Hopton, to effectuate that, II. 136.

Go, pretty child, and bear this flower, II. 189.

Go thou forth, my book, though late, II. 164.

Go, woo young Charles no more to look, II. 13.

God as He is most holy known, II. 174.

God, as He's potent, so He's likewise known, II. 222.

God, as the learned Damascene doth write, II. 227.

God bought man here with His heart's blood expense, II. 237.

God can do all things, save but what are known, II. 228.

God can't be wrathful; but we may conclude, II. 248.

God could have made all rich, or all men poor, II. 192.

God did forbid the Israelites to bring, II. 230.

God doth embrace the good with love, and gains, II. 237

God doth not promise here to man that He, II. 247.

God from our eyes, all tears hereafter wipes, II. 223.

God gives not only corn for need, II. 191.

God gives to none so absolute an ease, II. 234.

God had but one Son free from sin; but none, II. 222.

God has a right hand, but is quite bereft, II. 244.

God has four keys, which He reserves alone, II. 239.

God has His whips here to a twofold end, II. 175.

God hates the dual numbers, being known, II. 246.

God hath this world for many made, 'tis true, II. 234.

God hath two wings which He doth ever move, II. 171.

God, He refuseth no man, but makes way, II. 222.

God, He rejects all prayers that are slight, II. 173.

God hears us when we pray, but yet defers, II. 176.

God hides from man the reck'ning day, that he, II. 224.

God in His own day will be then severe, II. 226.

God, in the holy tongue, they call, II. 231.

God is above the sphere of our esteem, II. 170.

God is all forepart; for, we never see, II. 173.

God is all present to whate'er we do, II. 243.

God is all sufferance here, here He doth show, II. 194.

God is His name of nature; but that word, II. 223.

God is Jehovah called: which name of His, II. 232.

God is more here than in another place, II. 234.

God is not only merciful to call, II. 173.

God is not only said to be, II. 170.

God is so potent, as His power can, II. 229.

God is then said for to descend, when He, II. 245.

God loads and unloads, thus His work begins, II. 172.

God makes not good men wantons, but doth bring, II. 211.

God ne'er afflicts us more than our desert, II. 171.

God on our youth bestows but little ease, II. 229.

God pardons those who do through frailty sin, II. 176.

God scourgeth some severely, some He spares, II. 174.

God still rewards us more than our desert, II. 244.

God strikes His Church, but 'tis to this intent, II. 176.

God suffers not His saints and servants dear, II. 243.

God tempteth no one, as St. Aug'stine saith, II. 225.

God then confounds man's face when He not hears, II. 228.

God! to my little meal and oil, II. 221.

God, when for sin He makes His children smart, II. 174.

God, when He's angry here with anyone, II. 171.

God, when He takes my goods and chattels hence, II. 200.

God, who me gives a will for to repent, II. 247.

God, who's in heaven, will hear from thence, II. 227.

God will have all or none; serve Him, or fall, II. 187.

God's boundless mercy is, to sinful man, II. 172.

God's bounty, that ebbs less and less, II. 194.

God's evident, and may be said to be, II. 232.

God's grace deserves here to be daily fed, II. 222.

God's hands are round and smooth, that gifts may fall, II. 225.

God's prescience makes none sinful; but th' offence, II. 238.

God's present everywhere, but most of all, II. 236.

God's rod doth watch while men do sleep, and then, II. 74.

God's said our hearts to harden then, II. 246.

God's said to dwell there, wheresoever He, II. 232.

God's said to leave this place, and for to come, II. 231.

God's undivided, One in Persons Three, II. 232.

Goddess, I begin an art, I. 245.

Goddess, I do love a girl, I. 171.

Goddess of youth, and lady of the spring, I. 133.

Gold I have none, but I present my need, II. 209.

Gold I've none, for use or show, I. 109.

Gold serves for tribute to the king, II. 247.

Gone she is a long, long way, II. 93.

Good and great God! how should I fear, II. 245.

Good-day, Mirtello. And to you no less, I. 105.

Good morrow to the day so fair, I. 195.

Good precepts we must firmly hold, I. 235.

Good princes must be pray'd for; for the bad, I. 37.

Good speed, for I this day, I. 107.

Good things that come, of course, for less do please. I. 154.

Great cities seldom rest; if there be none, II. 144.

Great men by small means oft are overthrown, I. 227.

Grow for two ends, it matters not at all, II. 37.

Grow up in beauty, as thou dost begin, II. 129.

Hail holy and all-honoured tomb, II. 254.

Handsome you are, and proper you will be, II. 123.

Hang up hooks and shears to scare, II. 104.

Happily I had a sight, II. 140.

Happy's that man to whom God gives, II. 185.

Hard are the two first stairs unto a crown, II. 114.

Hast thou attempted greatness? then go on, II. 64.

Hast thou begun an act? ne'er then give o'er, II. 42.

Haste is unhappy: what we rashly do, II. 85.

Have, have ye no regard, all ye, II. 251.

Have I not blest thee? Then go forth, nor fear, I. 193.

Have ye beheld (with much delight), I. 203.

He that ascended in a cloud shall come, II. 227.

He that is hurt seeks help: sin is the wound, II. 226.

He that may sin, sins least: leave to transgress, I. 136.

He that will live of all cares dispossess'd, II. 129.

He that will not love must be, I. 127.

He who commends the vanquished, speaks the power, I. 252.

He who has suffered shipwreck fears to sail, II. 11.

He who wears blacks and mourns not for the dead, II. 148.

Health is no other, as the learned hold, II. 42.

Health is the first good lent to men, I. 50.

Hear, ye virgins, and I'll teach, I. 151.

Heaven is most fair; but fairer He, II. 227.

Heaven is not given for our good works here, II. 239.

Hell is no other but a soundless pit, II. 214.

Hell is the place where whipping-cheer abounds, II. 214.

Help me! help me! now I call, I. 10.

Help me, Julia, for to pray, II. 154.

Hence a blessed soul is fled, II. 9.

Hence, hence, profane, and none appear, II. 205.

Hence, hence, profane! soft silence let us have, I. 109.

Hence they have borne my Lord; behold! the stone, II. 255.

Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee, II. 17.

Her pretty feet, I. 243.

Here a little child I stand, II. 202.

Here a pretty baby lies, II. 26.

Here a solemn fast we keep, I. 212.

Here, here, I live, I. 214.

Here down my wearied limbs I'll lay, I. 153.

Here, here I live with what my board, I. 251.

Here I myself might likewise die, II. 82.

Here lies a virgin, and as sweet, II. 71.

Here lies Jonson with the rest, II. 109.

Here she lies, a pretty bud, I. 154.

Here she lies in bed of spice, II. 91.

Here we are all by day; by night we're hurl'd, I. 23.

Here we securely live and eat, I. 248.

Holyrood, come forth and shield, I. 222.

Holy water come and bring, II. 73.

Holy waters hither bring, II. 127.

Honour thy parents; but good manners call, II. 202.

Honour to you who sit, II. 76.

How am I bound to Two! God who doth give, II. 190.

How am I ravish'd! when I do but see, I. 174.

How can I choose but love and follow her, I. 227.

How dull and dead are books that cannot show, I. 177.

How fierce was I, when I did see, II. 117.

How long, Perenna, wilt thou see, I. 222.

How love came in I do not know, I. 27.

How rich a man is all desire to know, I. 161.

How rich and pleasing thou, my Julia, art, I. 34.

How well contented in this private grange, II. 136.

Humble we must be, if to heaven we go, II. 200.

I a dirge will pen to thee, II. 128.

I am holy while I stand, II. 30.

I am of all bereft, I. 216.

I am sieve-like, and can hold, I. 146.

I am zealless; prithee pray, II. 95.

I ask'd my Lucia but a kiss, II. 10.

I asked thee oft what poets thou hast read, I. 80.

I begin to wane in sight, I. 226.

I brake thy bracelet 'gainst my will, II. 48.

I bring ye love. What will love do? II. 135.

I burn, I burn; and beg of you, I. 60.

I call, I call: who do ye call? I. 139.

I can but name thee, and methinks I call, I. 163.

I cannot love as I have lov'd before, II. 72.

I cannot pipe as I was wont to do, II. 2.

I cannot suffer; and in this my part, I. 210.

I could but see thee yesterday, II. 89.

I could never love indeed, I. 228.

I could wish you all who love, I. 147.

I crawl, I creep; my Christ, I come, II. 221.

I dare not ask a kiss, II. 35.

I dislik'd but even now, I. 194.

I do believe that die I must, II. 195.

I do love I know not what, II. 7.

I do not love, nor can it be, I. 194.

I do not love to wed, I. 200.

I dreamed we both were in a bed, I. 22.

I dreamt the roses one time went, I. 7.

I dreamt, last night, Thou didst transfuse, II. 194.

I fear no earthly powers, I. 78.

I freeze, I freeze, and nothing dwells, I. 8.

I have a leaden, thou a shaft of gold, II. 163.

I have been wanton and too bold, I fear, II. 160.

I have beheld two lovers in a night, II. 263.

I have lost, and lately, these, I. 17.

I have my laurel chaplet on my head, II. 151.

I heard ye could cool heat, and came, I. 196.

I held Love's head while it did ache, I. 236.

I lately fri'd, but now behold, II. 111.

I make no haste to have my numbers read, II. 19.

I must, II. 133.

I played with Love, as with the foe, I. 255.

I press'd my Julia's lips, and in the kiss, II. 48.

I saw a fly within a bead, II. 86.

I saw about her spotless wrist, I. 78.

I saw a cherry weep, and why? I. 12.

I send, I send here my supremest kiss, II. 143.

I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers, I. 3.

I sing thy praise, Iacchus, II. 74.

I, who have favour'd many, come to be, I. 179.

I will be short, and having quickly hurl'd, II. 121.

I will confess, II. 118.

I will no longer kiss, II. 159.

I would to God that mine old age might have, II. 213.

I'll come, I'll creep, though Thou dost threat, II. 182.

I'll come to thee in all those shapes, I. 70.

I'll do my best to win when e'er I woo, I. 36.

I'll get me hence, II. 13.

I'll hope no more, II. 209.

I'll sing no more, nor will I longer write, II. 32.

I'll to thee a simnel bring, II. 43.

I'll write, because I'll give, I. 37.

I'll write no more of love; but now repent, II. 164.

I'm free from thee; and thou no more shalt bear, I. 18.

I'm sick of love, O let me lie, I. 197.

I've paid thee what I promis'd; that's not all, I. 209.

If accusation only can draw blood, I. 244.

If after rude and boisterous seas, I. 117.

If all transgressions here should have their pay, II. 175.

If anything delight me for to print, II. 190.

If, dear Anthea, my hard fate it be, I. 11.

If hap it must, that I must see thee lie, II. 123.

If I dare write to you, my lord, who are, I. 235.

If I have played the truant, or have here, II. 249.

If I kiss Anthea's breast, I. 71.

If I lie unburied, sir, II. 87.

If kings and kingdoms once distracted be, II. 161.

If little labour, little are our gains, II. 66.

If meat the gods give, I the steam, I. 24.

If men can say that beauty dies, I. 256.

If 'mongst my many poems I can see, I. 76.

If nature do deny, II. 26.

If nine times you your bridegroom kiss, II. 6.

If so be a toad be laid, II. 8.

If that my fate has now fulfil'd my year, II. 96.

If thou ask me, dear, wherefore, I. 234.

If thou be'st taken, God forbid, II. 251.

If thou hast found a honey comb, II. 109.

If war or want shall make me grow so poor, II. 179.

If well the dice run, let's applaud the cast, II. 18.

If well thou hast begun, go on fore-right, I. 154.

If when these lyrics, Cæsar, you shall hear, I. 133.

If wholesome diet can re-cure a man, II. 148.

If ye fear to be affrighted, II. 152.

If ye will with Mab find grace, I. 252.

Immortal clothing I put on, II. 86.

Imparity doth ever discord bring, II. 85.

In a dream, Love bade me go, II. 20.

In all our high designments 'twill appear, II. 114.

In all thy need be thou possess'd, II. 57.

In battles what disasters fall, II. 111.

In desp'rate cases all, or most, are known, II. 89.

In doing justice God shall then be known, II. 243.

In God's commands ne'er ask the reason why, II. 248.

In God there's nothing, but 'tis known to be, II. 227.

In holy meetings there a man may be, I. 203.

In man ambition is the common'st thing, I. 23.

In numbers, and but these a few, II. 176.

In prayer the lips ne'er act the winning part, II. 178.

In sober mornings, do not thou rehearse, I. 5.

In the hope of ease to come, II. 143.

In the hour of my distress, II. 180.

In the morning when ye rise, II. 152.

In the old Scripture I have often read, II. 178.

In things a moderation keep, II. 77.

In this little urn is laid, II. 78.

In this little vault she lies, I. 61.

In this misfortune kings do most excel, II. 115.

In this world, the isle of dreams, II. 220.

In time of life I graced ye with my verse, I. 173.

In vain our labours are whatsoe'er they be, II. 223.

In ways to greatness, think on this, II. 33.

Instead of orient pearls of jet, I. 15.

Instruct me now what love will do, II. 155.

Is this a fast, to keep, II. 240.

Is this a life, to break thy sleep, II. 37.

It is sufficient if we pray, I. 71.

It was, and still my care is, II. 40.

Jacob God's beggar was; and so we wait, II. 228.

Jealous girls these sometimes were, I. 234.

Jehovah, as Boëtius saith, II. 228.

Jove may afford us thousands of reliefs, I. 192.

Judith has cast her old skin and got new, I. 177.

Julia and I did lately sit, I. 20.

Julia, I bring, I. 78.

Julia, if I chance to die, I. 23.

Julia was careless, and withal, I. 13.

Julia, when thy Herrick dies, I. 233.

Justly our dearest Saviour may abhor us, II. 236.

Kindle the Christmas brand, and then, II. 105.

Kings must be dauntless; subjects will contemn, II. 160.

Kings must not oft be seen by public eyes, II. 42.

Kings must not only cherish up the good, II. 75.

Kings must not use the axe for each offence, II. 135.

Knew'st thou one month would take thy life away, II. 49.

Know when to speak for many times it brings, II. 146.

Labour we must, and labour hard, II. 225.

Laid out for dead, let thy last kindness be, I. 20.

Lasciviousness is known to be, II. 223.

Last night I drew up mine account, II. 210.

Lay by the good a while; a resting field, II. 113.

Learn this of me, where'er thy lot doth fall, I. 192.

Let all chaste matrons when they chance to see, I. 70.

Let but thy voice engender with the string, I. 127.

Let fair or foul my mistress be, II. 5.

Let kings and rulers learn this line from me, II. 126.

Let kings command and do the best they may, I. 174.

Let me be warm, let me be fully fed, I. 36.

Let me not live if I do not love, II. 157.

Let me sleep this night away, I. 251.

Let moderation on thy passions wait, II. 146.

Let not that day God's friends and servants scare, II. 220.

Let not thy tombstone e'er be lain by me, II. 101.

Let others look for pearl or gold, II. 190.

Let others to the printing press run fast, II. 141.

Let the superstitious wife, II. 103.

Let there be patrons, patrons like to thee, I. 49.

Let us now take time and play, II. 46.

Let us, though late, at last, my Silvia, wed, I. 6.

Let's be jocund while we may, II. 26.

Let's call for Hymen if agreed thou art, II. 77.

Let's live in haste; use pleasures while we may, I. 213.

Let's live with that small pittance that we have, II. 12.

Let's now take our time, II. 84.

Let's strive to be the best: the gods, we know it, II. 135.

Life of my life, take not so soon thy flight, I. 88.

Life is the body's light, which once declining, II. 5.

Like those infernal deities which eat, II. 88.

Like to a bride, come forth my book, at last, I. 92.

Like to the income must be our expense, I. 147.

Like will to like, each creature loves his kind, II. 147.

Lilies will languish; violets look ill, I. 49.

Little you are, for woman's sake be proud, II. 11.

Live by thy muse thou shalt, when others die, II. 9.

Live, live with me, and thou shalt see, I. 240.

Live with a thrifty, not a needy fate, I. 13.

Look how our foul days do exceed our fair, II. 169.

Look how the rainbow doth appear, I. 175.

Look in my book, and herein see, II. 108.

Look upon Sappho's lip, and you will swear, II. 131.

Lord do not beat me, II. 185.

Lord, I am like to mistletoe, II. 213.

Lord, I confess that Thou alone art able, II. 194.

Lord, Thou hast given me a cell, II. 183.

Lost to the world; lost to myself alone, II. 121.

Loth to depart, but yet at last each one, I. 176.

Love and myself, believe me, on a day, I. 19.

Love and the graces evermore do wait, II. 68.

Love bade me ask a gift, I. 124.

Love brought me to a silent grove, II. 97.

Love he that will, it best likes me, I. 195.

Love, I have broke, I. 215.

Love, I recant, I. 123.

Love in a shower of blossoms came, II. 102.

Love is a circle, and an endless sphere, II. 91.

Love is a circle that doth restless move, I. 13.

Love is a kind of war: hence those who fear, II. 100.

Love is a leaven; and a loving kiss, II. 120.

Love is a syrup, and whoe'er we see, II. 120.

Love is maintain'd by wealth; when all is spent, II. 41.

Love like a beggar came to me, II. 118.

Love like a gipsy lately came, I. 76.

Love, love begets, then never be, II. 64.

Love, love me now, because I place, II. 96.

Love on a day, wise poets tell, I. 131.

Love scorch'd my finger, but did spare, I. 33.

Love's a thing, as I do hear, I. 146.

Love's of itself too sweet; the best of all, II. 157.

Love-sick I am, and must endure, I. 72.

Maidens tell me I am old, II. 94.

Maids' nays are nothing, they are shy, II. 60.

Make haste away, and let one be, II. 92.

Make, make me Thine, my gracious God, II. 185.

Make me a heaven and make me there, I. 56.

Man is a watch, wound up at first, but never, I. 254.

Man is compos'd here of a twofold part, I. 191.

Man knows where first he ships himself, but he, I. 221.

Man may at first transgress, but next do well, II. 141.

Man may want land to live in, but for all, II. 84.

Man must do well out of a good intent, II. 112.

Man's disposition is for to requite, II. 114.

Many we are, and yet but few possess, I. 221.

May his pretty dukeship grow, I. 134.

Men are not born kings, but are men renown'd, II. 49.

Men are suspicious, prone to discontent, II. 113.

Men must have bounds how far to walk; for we, II. 132.

Men say y'are fair, and fair ye are, 'tis true, I. 122.

Mercy, the wise Athenians held to be, II. 225.

Methought I saw, as I did dream in bed, II. 139.

Methought last night love in an anger came, I. 18.

Mighty Neptune, may it please, I. 161.

Milk still your fountains and your springs, for why? II. 90.

Mine eyes, like clouds, were drizzling rain, II. 44.

Mop-eyed I am, as some have said, I. 120.

More discontents I never had, I. 21.

More white than whitest lilies far, I. 40.

Music, thou queen of heaven, care-charming spell, I. 128.

My dearest love, since thou wilt go, II. 153.

My faithful friend, if you can see, I. 97.

My God, I'm wounded by my sin, II. 173.

My God! look on me with thine eye, II. 175

My head doth ache, II. 9.

My Lucia in the dew did go, II. 58.

My many cares and much distress, II. 139.

My muse in meads has spent her many hours, I. 116.

My soul would one day go and seek, II. 101.

My wearied bark, O let it now be crown'd, II. 164.

My wooing's ended: now my wedding's near, I. 225.

Naught are all women: I say no, II. 102.

Need is no vice at all, though here it be, II. 48.

Nero commanded; but withdrew his eyes, II. 42.

Never my book's perfection did appear, I. 123.

Never was day so over-sick with showers, I. 62.

Next is your lot, fair, to be numbered one, I. 236.

Night hath no wings to him that cannot sleep, II. 195.

Night hides our thefts, all faults then pardon'd be, II. 8.

Night makes no difference 'twixt priest and clerk, II. 97.

No fault in women to refuse, I. 148.

No grief is grown so desperate, but the ill, II. 148.

No man comes late unto that place from whence, II. 31.

No man is tempted so but may o'ercome, II. 236.

No man so well a kingdom rules, as he, II. 155.

No man such rare parts hath, that he can swim, II. 121.

No more, my Sylvia, do I mean to pray, II. 2.

No more shall I, since I am driven hence, I. 164.

No news of navies burnt at seas, I. 157.

No trust to metals, nor to marbles, when, II. 272.

No wrath of men or rage of seas, II. 14.

Noah the first was, as tradition says, II. 233.

None goes to warfare but with this intent, I. 50.

Noonday and midnight shall at once be seen, I. 71.

Nor art thou less esteem'd that I have plac'd, II. 70.

Nor is my number full till I inscribe, I. 250.

Nor think that thou in this my book art worst, II. 159.

Not all thy flushing suns are set, I. 87.

Nothing can be more loathsome than to see, II. 10.

Nothing comes free-cost here; Jove will not let, I. 221.

Nothing hard or harsh can prove, II. 48.

Nothing is new, we walk where others went, I. 175.

Now if you love me, tell me, II. 150.

Now is the time for mirth, I. 97.

Now is the time, when all the lights wax dim, I. 22.

Now is your turn, my dearest, to be set, II. 81.

Now, now's the time, so oft by truth, I. 63.

Now, now the mirth comes, II. 145.

Now thou art dead, no eye shall ever see, II. 125.

O earth! earth! earth! hear thou my voice, and be, I. 21.

O Jealousy, that art, I. 213.

O Jupiter, should I speak ill, II. 61.

O Times most bad, II. 10.

O Thou, the wonder of all days! II. 196.

O years! and age! farewell, II. 189.

O you the virgins nine! II. 31.

Of all our parts, the eyes express, I. 152.

Of all the good things whatsoe'er we do, II. 255.

Of all those three brave brothers fall'n i' th' war, I. 212.

Of both our fortunes good and bad we find, II. 71.

Offer thy gift; but first the law commands, II. 122.

Oft bend the bow, and thou with ease shalt do, II. 55.

Oft have I heard both youths and virgins say, I. 187.

Old wives have often told how they, I. 19.

On, as thou hast begun, brave youth, and get, I. 188.

On with thy work, though thou be'st hardly press'd, II. 137.

One ask'd me where the roses grew, I. 19.

One birth our Saviour had; the like none yet, II. 231.

One ear tingles, some there be, II. 160.

One feeds on lard, and yet is lean, I. 216.

One man repentant is of more esteem, II. 235.

One more by thee, love, and desert have sent, I. 239.

One night i' th' year, my dearest beauties, come, II. 23.

One of the five straight branches of my hand, I. 256.

One only fire has hell; but yet it shall, II. 239.

One silent night of late, I. 30.

Only a little more, I. 103.

Open thy gates, II. 212.

Or look'd I back unto the time hence flown, II. 39.

Orpheus he went, as poets tell, II. 82.

Other men's sins we ever bear in mind, II. 66.

Our bastard children are but like to plate, II. 139.

Our crosses are no other than the rods, II. 97.

Our honours and our commendations be, I. 150.

Our household gods our parents be, II. 29.

Our mortal parts may wrapp'd in sear-clothes lie, I. 251.

Our present tears here, not our present laughter, II. 201.

Out of the world he must, who once comes in, I. 251.

Paradise is, as from the learn'd I gather, II. 229.

Pardon me, God, once more I Thee entreat, II. 212.

Pardon my trespass, Silvia, I confess, II. 116.

Part of the work remains; one part is past, II. 164.

Partly work and partly play, II. 142.

Paul, he began ill, but he ended well, II. 234.

Permit me, Julia, now to go away, I. 72.

Permit mine eyes to see, II. 210.

Phœbus! when that I a verse, I. 152.

Physicians fight not against men; but these, II. 29.

Physicians say repletion springs, II. 121.

Play I could once; but gentle friend, you see, I. 103.

Play, Phœbus, on thy lute, I. 190.

Play their offensive and defensive parts, II. 211.

Please your grace, from out your store, II. 25.

Ponder my words, if so that any be, II. 111.

Praise they that will times past; I joy to see, II. 114.

Prat, he writes satires, but herein's the fault, II. 46.

Prayers and praises are those spotless two, II. 171.

Predestination is the cause alone, II. 237.

Prepare for songs; He's come, He's come, II. 204.

Preposterous is that government, and rude, I. 246.

Preposterous is that order, when we run, II. 49.

Princes and fav'rites are most dear, while they, II. 67.

Prue, my dearest maid, is sick, I. 152.

Puss and her 'prentice both at drawgloves play, II. 75.

Put off thy robe of purple, then go on, II. 249.

Put on thy holy filletings, and so, II. 106.

Put on your silks, and piece by piece, I. 22.

Rapine has yet took nought from me, II. 219.

Rare are thy cheeks, Susanna, which do show, I. 243.

Rare is the voice itself: but when we sing, II. 161.

Rare temples thou hast seen, I know, I. 111.

Reach with your whiter hands, to me, I. 232.

Read thou my lines, my Swetnaham; if there be, II. 158.

Readers, we entreat ye pray, II. 85.

Reproach we may the living, not the dead, II. 19.

Rise, household gods, and let us go, I. 138.

Roaring is nothing but a weeping part, II. 226.

Roses at first were white, I. 130.

Roses, you can never die, II. 154.

Sabbaths are threefold, as St. Austine says, II. 233.

Sadly I walk'd within the field, I. 88.

Sappho, I will choose to go, II. 83.

Science in God is known to be, II. 222.

Sea-born goddess, let me be, I. 174.

See and not see, and if thou chance t'espy, I. 37.

See how the poor do waiting stand, I. 175.

Seeing thee, Soame, I see a goodly man, I. 220.

See'st thou that cloud as silver clear, I. 174.

See'st thou that cloud that rides in state, II. 86.

See'st thou those diamonds which she wears, I. 163.

Shall I a daily beggar be, II. 138.

Shall I go to Love and tell, II. 90.

Shame checks our first attempts; but when 'tis prov'd, II. 200.

Shame is a bad attendant to a state, I. 227.

Shapcot! to thee the fairy state, I. 148.

She by the river sat, and sitting there, II. 63.

She wept upon her cheeks, and weeping so, II. 62.

Should I not put on blacks when each one here, II. 108.

Show me thy feet, show me thy legs, thy thighs, I. 193.

Shut not so soon; the dull-ey'd night, I. 203.

Sick is Anthea, sickly is the spring, II. 149.

Sin is an act so free, that if we shall, II. 238.

Sin is the cause of death; and sin's alone, II. 238.

Sin leads the way, but as it goes it feels, II. 200.

Sin never slew a soul unless there went, II. 238.

Sin no existence; nature none it hath, II. 229.

Sin once reached up to God's eternal sphere, II. 207.

Since, for thy full deserts, with all the rest, I. 191.

Since shed or cottage I have none, II. 150.

Since to the country first I came, I. 228.

Sing me to death; for till thy voice be clear, I. 190.

Sinners confounded are a twofold way, II. 236.

Sitting alone, as one forsook, I. 60.

Smooth was the sea, and seem'd to call, II. 116,

So good luck came, and on my roof did light, I. 124.

So long it seem'd, as Mary's faith was small, II. 233.

So long you did not sing or touch your hue, I. 119.

So look the mornings when the sun, II. 85.

So looks Anthea, when in bed she lies, I. 39.

So smell those odours that do rise, I. 181.

So smooth, so sweet, so silv'ry is thy voice, I. 25.

So soft streams meet, so springs with gladder smiles, I. 93.

Some ask'd me where the rubies grew, I. 28.

Some parts may perish, die thou canst not all, I. 252.

Some salve to every sore we may apply, II. 92.

Some would know, I. 12.

Sorrows divided amongst many, less, II. 48.

Sorrows our portion are: ere hence we go, II. 196.

Sound teeth has Lucy, pure as pearl, and small, II. 29.

Speak, did the blood of Abel cry, II. 235.

Spend, harmless shade, thy nightly hours, II. 110.

Spring with the lark, most comely bride, and meet, II. 16.

Stand by the magic of my powerful rhymes, II. 98.

Stand forth, brave man, since fate has made thee here, II. 63.

Stand with thy graces forth, brave man, and rise, I. 226.

Stately goddess, do thou please, I. 178.

Stay while ye will, or go, I. 102.

Still take advice; though counsels, when they fly, II. 146.

Still to our gains our chief respect is had, I. 175.

Store of courage to me grant, I. 189.

Stripes justly given yerk us with their fall, II. 148.

Studies themselves will languish and decay, II. 144.

Suffer thy legs but not thy tongue to walk, II. 172.

Suspicion, discontent, and strife, I. 58.

Sweet Amarillis, by a spring's, I. 55.

Sweet are my Julia's lips, and clean, II. 95.

Sweet, be not proud of those two eyes, I. 74.

Sweet Bridget blush'd, and therewithal, I. 255.

Sweet country life, to such unknown, II. 33.

Sweet Œnone, do but say, II. 81.

Sweet virgin, that I do not set, I. 182.

Sweet western wind, whose luck it is, I. 128.

Take mine advice, and go not near, II. 98.

Tears most prevail; with tears, too, thou mayst move, II. 107.

Tears quickly dry, griefs will in time decay, II. 115.

Tears, though they're here below the sinner's brine, II. 29.

Tell if thou canst, and truly, whence doth come, I. 196.

Tell me, rich man, for what intent. II. 244.

Tell me, what needs those rich deceits, II. 101.

Tell me, young man, or did the muses bring, II. 122.

Tell that brave man, fain thou wouldst have access, II. 125.

Tell us, thou clear and heavenly tongue, II. 207.

Temptations hurt not, though they have access II. 196.

Thanksgiving for a former, doth invite, II. 181

Th' art hence removing (like a shepherd's tent), I. 235.

Th' 'ast dar'd too far; but, fury, now forbear, I. 100.

That Christ did die, the pagan saith, II. 245.

That flow of gallants which approach, II. 47.

That for seven lusters I did never come, I. 31.

That happiness does still the longest thrive, II. 81.

That hour-glass which there you see, I. 52.

That little, pretty, bleeding part, II. 279.

That love last long, let it thy first care be, I. 232.

That love 'twixt men does ever longest last, II. 157.

That manna, which God on His people cast, II. 224.

That morn which saw me made a bride, I. 136.

That prince must govern with a gentle hand, II. 153.

That prince takes soon enough the victor's room, I. 136.

That prince who may do nothing but what's just, II. 162.

That princes may possess a surer seat, I. 203.

That there's a God we all do know, II. 243.

The bad among the good are here mixed ever, II. 229.

The blood of Abel was a thing, II. 235.

The body is the soul's poor house or home, II. 98.

The body's salt, the soul is; which when gone, II. 162.

The bound almost now of my book I see, II. 140.

The doctors in the Talmud, say, II. 235.

The factions of the great ones call, II. 101.

The fire of hell this strange condition hath, II. 235.

The gods require the thighs, II. 60.

The gods to kings the judgment give to sway, I. 136.

The hag is astride, II. 27.

The Jews their beds and offices of ease, II. 233.

The Jews, when they built houses, I have read, II. 230.

The less our sorrows here and suff'rings cease, II. 214.

The lictors bundled up their rods; beside, II. 113.

The longer thread of life we spin, II. 224.

The May-pole is up, II. 46.

The mellow touch of music most doth wound, I. 12.

The mountains of the Scriptures are, some say, II. 226.

The only comfort of my life, II. 149.

The person crowns the place; your lot doth fall, II. 128.

The power of princes rest in the consent, II. 155.

The readiness of doing doth express, II. 92.

The repetition of the name made known, II. 229.

The rose was sick, and smiling died, II. 44.

The saints-bell calls, and, Julia, I must read, II. 7.

The same who crowns the conquerer, will be, II. 227.

The seeds of treason choke up as they spring, I. 9.

The shame of man's face is no more, II. 228.

The strength of baptism that's within, II. 247.

The sup'rabundance of my store, II. 220.

The tears of saints more sweet by far, II. 224.

The time the bridegroom stays from hence, II. 225.

The twilight is no other thing, we say, II. 148.

The Virgin Mary was, as I have read, II. 232.

The Virgin Mother stood at a distance, there, II. 230.

The work is done, now let my laurel be, II. 249.

The work is done: young men and maidens, set, II. 164.

Then did I live when I did see, II. 140.

There is no evil that we do commit, II. 233.

There's no constraint to do amiss, II. 239.

These fresh beauties (we can prove), I. 16.

These springs were maidens once that lov'd, I. 225.

These summer-birds did with thy master stay, I. 189.

These temporal goods God, the most wise, commends, II. 234.

Things are uncertain, and the more we get, II. 144.

This axiom I have often heard, II. 39.

This crosstree here, II. 253.

This day is yours, great Charles! and in this war, II. 87.

This day, my Julia, thou must make, II. 83.

This I'll tell ye by the way, II. 152.

This is my comfort when she's most unkind, II. 151.

This is the height of justice: that to do, II. 14.

This rule of manners I will teach my guests, II. 137.

This stone can tell the story of my life, II. 128.

Those ends in war the best contentment bring, II. 144.

Those garments lasting evermore, II. 242.

Those ills that mortal men endure, I. 192.

Those possessions short-liv'd are, II. 50.

Those saints which God loves best, II. 175.

Those tapers which we set upon the grave, II. 230.

Thou art a plant sprung up to wither never, I. 122.

Thou art to all lost love the best, I. 132.

Thou bid'st me come away, II. 186.

Thou bid'st me come; I cannot come; for why? II. 186.

Thou cam'st to cure me, doctor, of my cold, I. 121.

Thou gav'st me leave to kiss, I. 178.

Thou had'st the wreath before, now take the tree, I. 188.

Thou hast made many houses for the dead, II. 95.

Thou hast promis'd, Lord, to be, II. 179.

Thou knowest, my Julia, that it is thy turn, I. 247.

Thou mighty lord and master of the lyre, II. 100.

Thou sail'st with others in this Argus here, I. 26.

Thou say'st I'm dull; if edgeless so I be, II. 157.

Thou sayest Love's dart, II. 90.

Thou say'st my lines are hard, I. 173.

Thou say'st thou lov'st me, Sappho; I say no, II. 98.

Thou see'st me, Lucia, this year droop, II. 126.

Thou sent'st to me a true love-knot, but I, I. 217.

Thou shall not all die; for while love's fire shines, I. 179.

Thou, thou that bear'st the sway, II. 100.

Thou who wilt not love, do this, I. 93.

Though a wise man all pressures can sustain, I. 72.

Though by well warding many blows we've pass'd, II. 45.

Though clock, II. 55.

Though frankincense the deities require, II. 117.

Though from without no foes at all we fear, II. 114.

Though good things answer many good intents, I. 137.

Though hourly comforts from the gods we see, I. 137.

Though I cannot give thee fires, I. 161.

Though long it be, years may repay the debt, II. 31.

Though thou be'st all that active love, II. 245.

Thousands each day pass by, which we, II. 39.

Three fatal sisters wait upon each sin, II. 172.

Three lovely sisters working were, I. 20.

Thrice, and above, bless'd, my soul's half, art thou, I. 40.

Thrice happy roses, so much grac'd to have, II. 60.

Through all the night, II. 187.

Thus I, I. 222.

Thy azure robe I did behold, I. 80.

Thy former coming was to cure, II. 248.

Thy sooty godhead, I desire, II. 14.

Till I shall come again let this suffice, I. 183.

Time is the bound of things where e'er we go, II. 71.

Time was upon, II. 178.

'Tis a known principle in war, I. 147.

'Tis but a dog-like madness in bad kings, II. 115.

'Tis evening, my sweet, I. 245.

'Tis hard to find God, but to comprehend, II. 171.

'Tis heresy in others: in your face, I. 225.

'Tis liberty to serve one lord; but he, II. 103.

'Tis much among the filthy to be clean, II. 147.

'Tis never, or but seldom known, II. 80.

'Tis no discomfort in the world to fall, II. 147.

'Tis not a thousand bullocks' thighs, I. 24.

'Tis not every day that I, II. 51.

'Tis not greatness they require, I. 24.

'Tis not the food but the content, I. 154.

'Tis not the walls or purple that defends, II. 53.

'Tis said as Cupid danc'd among, II. 49.

'Tis still observ'd that fame ne'er sings, II. 55.

'Tis still observ'd those men most valiant are, II. 134.

'Tis the chyrurgeon's praise and height of art, II. 84.

'Tis worse than barbarous cruelty to show, I. 251.

To a love feast we both invited are, II. 191.

To all our wounds here, whatsoe'er they be, II. 238.

To an old sore a long cure must go on, II. 138.

To bread and water none is poor, I. 38.

To conquered men, some comfort 'tis to fall, I. 60.

To fetch me wine my Lucia went, I. 234.

To find that tree of life whose fruits did feed, I. 74.

To gather flowers Sappha went, II. 62.

To get thine ends lay bashfulness aside, I. 7.

To him who longs unto his Christ to go, II. 222.

To his book's end this last line he'd have placed, II. 165.

To house the hag, you must do this, II. 104.

To join with them who here confer, II. 255.

To me my Julia lately sent, I. 14.

To-morrow, Julia, I betimes must rise, I. 127.

To mortal men great loads allotted be, II. 51.

To my revenge, and to her desperate fears, I. 107.

To print our poems, the propulsive cause, I. 211.

To read my book the virgin shy, I. 5.

To safeguard man from wrongs, there nothing must, I. 81.

To seek of God more than we well can find, II. 192.

To sup with thee thou did'st me home invite, II. 78.

To this white temple of my heroes, here, I. 232.

To work a wonder, God would have her shown, II. 231.

Touch but thy lyre, my Harry, and I hear, II. 94.

Trap of a player turn'd a priest now is, II. 155.

Tread, sirs, as lightly as you can, II. 28.

True mirth resides not in the smiling skin, II. 172.

True rev'rence is, as Cassiodore doth prove, II. 224.

True to yourself and sheets, you'll have me swear, I. 171.

Trust me, ladies, I will do, I. 222.

Truth, by her own simplicity is known, II. 160.

Truth is best found out by the time and eyes, II. 108.

Tumble me down, and I will sit, II. 41.

'Twas but a single rose, I. 61.

'Twas Cæsar's saying: kings no less conquerors are, II. 88.

'Twas not love's dart, I. 201.

Twice has Pudica been a bride, and led, I. 225.

Twilight, no other thing is, poets say, II. 96.

'Twixt kings and subjects there's this mighty odds, I. 12.

'Twixt kings and tyrants there's this difference known, II. 96.

'Twixt truth and error there's this difference known, II. 144.

Two instruments belong unto our God, II. 244.

Two of a thousand things are disallow'd, I. 10.

Two parts of us successively command, I. 171.

Two things do make society to stand, II. 93.

Under a lawn, than skies more clear, I. 29.

Upon her cheeks she wept, and from those showers, I. 256.

Ursley, she thinks those velvet patches grace, I. 248.

Virgins promis'd when I died, I. 52.

Virgins, time past, known were these, I. 77.

Want is a softer wax, that takes thereon, II. 108.

Wantons we are, and though our words be such, II. 19.

Wanton wenches do not bring, II. 160.

Wash clean the vessel, lest ye sour, II. 149.

Wash your hands, or else the fire, II. 80.

Wassail the trees, that they may bear, II. 80.

Water, water I desire, I. 23.

Water, water I espy, I. 75.

We are co-heirs with Christ; nor shall His own, II. 246.

We blame, nay we despise her pains, II. 98.

We credit most our sight; one eye doth please, II. 108.

We merit all we suffer, and by far, II. 243.

We pray 'gainst war, yet we enjoy no peace, II. 81.

We trust not to the multitude in war, II. 112.

We two are last in hell; what may we fear, I. 38.

Weep for the dead, for they have lost this light, II. 121.

Weigh me the fire; or canst thou find, II. 170.

Welcome! but yet no entrance, till we bless, I. 155.

Welcome, great Cæsar, welcome now you are, II. 123.

Welcome, maids-of-honour, I. 101.

Welcome, most welcome to our vows and us, I. 28.

Welcome to this my college, and though late, II. 129.

Well may my book come forth like public day, _Dedication_.

Were I to give the baptism, I would choose, I. 32.

What can I do in poetry, I. 164.

What! can my Kellam drink his sack, II. 112.

What, conscience, say, is it in thee, I. 210.

What fate decreed, time now has made us see, II. 66.

What God gives, and what we take, II. 202.

What here we hope for, we shall once inherit, II. 200.

What I fancy I approve, I. 11.

What is a kiss? Why this, as some approve, II. 18.

What is't that wastes a prince? example shows, II. 162.

What need we marry women, when, II. 120.

What needs complaints, II. 141.

What now we like, anon we disapprove, I. 240.

What offspring other men have got, II. 42.

What others have with cheapness seen and ease, II. 161.

What sweeter music can we bring, II. 202.

What though my harp and viol be, II. 199.

What though the heaven be lowering now, I. 236.

What though the sea be calm? Trust to the shore, I. 104.

What times of sweetness this fair day foreshows, I. 52.

What was't that fell but now, I. 90.

What will ye, my poor orphans, do, II. 19.

What wisdom, learning, wit or wrath, I. 57.

What's got by justice is established sure, II. 141.

What's that we see from far? the spring of day, I. 139.

Whatever comes, let's be content withal, II. 187.

Whatever men for loyalty pretend, II. 163.

Whatsoever thing I see, II. 65.

When a daffodil I see, I. 45.

When a man's faith is frozen up, as dead, II. 196.

When after many lusters thou shalt be, II. 36.

When age or chance has made me blind, I. 38.

When all birds else do of their music fail, II. 57.

When as in silks my Julia goes, II. 77.

When as Leander young was drown'd, I. 49.

When Chub brings in his harvest, still he cries, II. 157.

When fear admits no hope of safety, then, II. 163.

When first I find those numbers thou dost write, II. 125.

When flowing garments I behold, II. 138.

When I a ship see on the seas, II. 214.

When I a verse shall make, II. 11.

When I behold a forest spread, I. 254.

When I behold Thee, almost slain, II. 252.

When I consider, dearest, thou dost stay, I. 243.

When I departed am, ring thou my knell, I. 138.

When I did go from thee, I felt that smart, I. 50.

When I go hence, ye closet-gods, I fear, II. 30.

When I love (as some have told), II. 1.

When I of Villars do but hear the name, I. 172.

When I shall sin, pardon my trespass here, II. 206.

When I through all my many poems look, I. 117.

When I thy parts run o'er, I can't espy, I. 9.

When I thy singing next shall hear, I. 25.

When Julia blushes she does show, I. 150.

When Julia chid, I stood as mute the while, I. 70.

When laws full powers have to sway, we see, II. 12.

When man is punished, he is plagued still, II. 211.

When my date's done, and my grey age must die, I. 47.

When my off'ring next I make, I. 197.

When one is past, another care we have, I. 20.

When once the sin has fully acted been, II. 178.

When once the soul has lost her way, II. 243.

When out of bed my love doth spring, I. 193.

When some shall say, Fair once my Silvia was, I. 24.

When that day comes, whose evening says I'm gone, I. 15.

When thou dost play and sweetly sing, I. 178.

When Thou wast taken, Lord, I oft have read, II. 251.

When times are troubled then forbear; but speak, II. 155.

When to a house I come and see, II. 136.

When to thy porch I come, and ravish'd see, II. 154.

When we 'gainst Satan stoutly fight, the more, II. 213.

When well we speak and nothing do that's good, II. 247.

When what is lov'd is present, love doth spring, I. 13.

When winds and seas do rage, II. 215.

When with the virgin morning thou dost rise, I. 159.

When words we want, Love teacheth to indite, II. 92.

Whene'er I go, or whatsoe'er befalls, II. 86.

Whene'er my heart love's warmth but entertains, I. 47.

Where God is merry, there write down thy fears, II. 191.

Where love begins, there dead thy first desire, II. 100.

Where others love and praise my verses, still, I. 80.

Where pleasures rule a kingdom, never there, II. 157.

Whether I was myself, or else did see, II. 156.

While Fates permit us let's be merry, I. 215.

While leanest beasts in pastures feed, I. 93.

While, Lydia, I was loved of thee, I. 85.

While the milder fates consent, I. 46.

While thou didst keep thy candour undefil'd, I. 5.

White as Zenobia's teeth, the which the girls, II. 62.

White though ye be, yet, lilies, know, I. 89.

Whither dost thou whorry me, I. 197.

Whither, mad maiden, wilt thou roam? I. 4.

Whither? say, whither shall I fly, I. 48.

Who after his transgression doth repent, II. 84.

Who begs to die for fear of human need, II. 95.

Who forms a godhead out of gold or stone, I. 147.

Who may do most, does least; the bravest will, II. 150.

Who plants an olive but to eat the oil? II. 151.

Who, railing, drives the lazar from his door, II. 46.

Who read'st this book that I have writ, II. 32.

Who violates the customs, hurts the health, II. 147.

Who will not honour noble numbers when, II. 81.

Who with a little cannot be content, II. 12.

Whom should I fear to write to if I can, I. 77.

Whose head befringed with bescattered tresses, II. 257.

Why do not all fresh maids appear, I. 128.

Why do ye weep, sweet babes? Can tears, I. 129.

Why dost thou wound and break my heart, II. 158.

Why I tie about thy wrist, I. 159.

Why, madam, will ye longer weep, I. 237.

Why should we covet much, when as we know, II. 134.

Why so slowly do you move, II. 93.

Why this flower is now call'd so, I. 16.

Why wore th' Egyptians jewels in the ear? II. 178.

Will ye hear what I can say, I. 173.

Wilt thou my true friend be? II. 2.

With blameless carriage, I lived here, I. 48.

With golden censors and with incense here, II. 208.

Woe, woe to them, who by a ball of strife, I. 29.

Women, although they ne'er so goodly make it, II. 41.

Words beget anger; anger brings forth blows, II. 107.

Would I see lawn, clear as the heaven and thin? I. 197.

Would I woo, and would I win, II. 106.

Would ye have fresh cheese and cream? I. 229.

Would ye oil of blossoms get? II. 54.

Wrinkles no more are or no less, I. 179.

Wrongs, if neglected, vanish in short time, II. 75.

Ye have been fresh and green, I. 136.

Ye may simper, blush, and smile, I. 89.

Ye pretty housewives, would ye know, I. 204.

Ye silent shades, whose each tree here, I. 211.

You are a lord, an earl; nay more, a man, I. 215.

You are a tulip seen to-day, I. 108.

You ask me what I do, and how I live, II. 138.

You have beheld a smiling rose, I. 90.

You may vow I'll not forget, II. 268.

You say I love not 'cause I do not play, I. 16.

You say to me-wards your affection's strong, I. 61.

You say you're sweet; how should we know, I. 139.

You see this gentle stream that glides, II. 54.

Young I was, but now am old, I. 18.

APPENDIX OF EPIGRAMS, etc.

_NOTE._

_Herrick's coarser epigrams and poems are included in this_ Appendix. _A few decent, but somewhat pointless, epigrams have been added._

APPENDIX OF EPIGRAMS.

5. [TO HIS BOOK.] ANOTHER.

Who with thy leaves shall wipe, at need, The place where swelling piles do breed; May every ill that bites or smarts Perplex him in his hinder parts.

6. TO THE SOUR READER.

If thou dislik'st the piece thou light'st on first, Think that of all, that I have writ, the worst: But if thou read'st my book unto the end, And still do'st this and that verse, reprehend; O perverse man! if all disgustful be, The extreme scab take thee, and thine, for me.

41. THE VINE.

I dreamt this mortal part of mine Was metamorphos'd to a vine; Which crawling one and every way Enthrall'd my dainty Lucia. Methought, her long small legs and thighs I with my tendrils did surprise; Her belly, buttocks, and her waist By my soft nerv'lets were embrac'd; About her head I writhing hung, } And with rich clusters, hid among } The leaves, her temples I behung: } So that my Lucia seem'd to me Young Bacchus ravish'd by his tree. My curls about her neck did crawl, And arms and hands they did enthrall: So that she could not freely stir, All parts there made one prisoner. But when I crept with leaves to hide Those parts, which maids keep unespy'd, Such fleeting pleasures there I took, That with the fancy I awoke; And found, ah me! this flesh of mine More like a stock than like a vine.

64. ONCE POOR, STILL PENURIOUS.

Goes the world now, it will with thee go hard: The fattest hogs we grease the more with lard. To him that has, there shall be added more; Who is penurious, he shall still be poor.

99. UPON BLANCH.

Blanch swears her husband's lovely; when a scald Has blear'd his eyes: besides, his head is bald Next, his wild ears, like leathern wings full spread, Flutter to fly, and bear away his head.

109. UPON CUFFE. EPIG.

Cuffe comes to church much: but he keeps his bed Those Sundays only whenas briefs are read. This makes Cuffe dull; and troubles him the most, Because he cannot sleep i' th' church free cost.

_Briefs._--Letters recommending the collection of alms.

110. UPON FONE A SCHOOLMASTER. EPIG.

Fone says, those mighty whiskers he does wear Are twigs of birch, and willow, growing there: If so, we'll think too, when he does condemn Boys to the lash, that he does whip with them.

126. UPON SCOBBLE. EPIG.

Scobble for whoredom whips his wife; and cries He'll slit her nose; but blubb'ring, she replies, Good sir, make no more cuts i' th' outward skin, One slit's enough to let adultry in.

129. UPON GLASCO. EPIG.

Glasco had none, but now some teeth has got; Which though they fur, will neither ache or rot. Six teeth he has, whereof twice two are known Made of a haft that was a mutton bone. Which not for use, but merely for the sight, He wears all day, and draws those teeth at night.

131. THE CUSTARD.

For second course, last night, a custard came To th' board, so hot as none could touch the same: Furze three or four times with his cheeks did blow Upon the custard, and thus cooled so; It seem'd by this time to admit the touch, But none could eat it, 'cause it stunk so much.

135. UPON GRYLL.

Gryll eats, but ne'er says grace; to speak the truth, Gryll either keeps his breath to cool his broth, Or else, because Gryll's roast does burn his spit, Gryll will not therefore say a grace for it.

148. UPON STRUT.

Strut, once a foreman of a shop we knew; But turn'd a ladies' usher now, 'tis true: Tell me, has Strut got e're a title more? No; he's but foreman, as he was before.

163. UPON JOLLY'S WIFE.

First, Jolly's wife is lame; then next loose-hipp'd: Squint-ey'd, hook-nos'd; and lastly, kidney-lipp'd.

171. UPON PAGGET.

Pagget, a schoolboy, got a sword, and then He vow'd destruction both to birch and men: Who would not think this younker fierce to fight? Yet coming home, but somewhat late (last night), Untruss, his master bade him; and that word Made him take up his shirt, lay down his sword.

183. UPON PRIG.

Prig now drinks water, who before drank beer; What's now the cause? we know the case is clear; Look in Prig's purse, the chev'ril there tells you Prig money wants, either to buy or brew.

_Chevril_, kid.

184. UPON BATT.

Batt he gets children, not for love to rear 'em; But out of hope his wife might die to bear 'em.

188. UPON MUCH-MORE. EPIG.

Much-more provides and hoards up like an ant, Yet Much-more still complains he is in want. Let Much-more justly pay his tithes; then try How both his meal and oil will multiply.

199. UPON LUGGS. EPIG.

Luggs, by the condemnation of the Bench, Was lately whipt for lying with a wench. Thus pains and pleasures turn by turn succeed: He smarts at last who does not first take heed.

200. UPON GUBBS. EPIG.

Gubbs calls his children kitlings: and would bound, Some say, for joy, to see those kitlings drown'd.

206. UPON BUNCE. EPIG.

Money thou ow'st me; prethee fix a day For payment promis'd, though thou never pay: Let it be Dooms-day; nay, take longer scope; Pay when th'art honest; let me have some hope.

221. GREAT BOAST SMALL ROAST.

Of flanks and chines of beef doth Gorrell boast He has at home; but who tastes boil'd or roast? Look in his brine-tub, and you shall find there Two stiff blue pigs'-feet and a sow's cleft ear.

222. UPON A BLEAR-EY'D WOMAN.

Wither'd with years, and bed-rid Mumma lies; Dry-roasted all, but raw yet in her eyes.

233. NO LOCK AGAINST LETCHERY.

Bar close as you can, and bolt fast too your door, To keep out the letcher, and keep in the whore; Yet quickly you'll see by the turn of a pin, The whore to come out, or the letcher come in.

237. UPON SUDDS, A LAUNDRESS.

Sudds launders bands in piss, and starches them Both with her husband's and her own tough fleam.

239. UPON GUESS. EPIG.

Guess cuts his shoes, and limping, goes about To have men think he's troubled with the gout; But 'tis no gout, believe it, but hard beer, Whose acrimonious humour bites him here.

242. UPON A CROOKED MAID.

Crooked you are, but that dislikes not me: So you be straight where virgins straight should be.

261. UPON GROYNES. EPIG.

Groynes, for his fleshly burglary of late, Stood in the holy forum candidate; The word is Roman; but in English known: Penance, and standing so, are both but one.

_Candidate_, clothed in white.

272. UPON PINK, AN ILL-FAC'D PAINTER. EPIG.

To paint the fiend, Pink would the devil see; And so he may, if he'll be rul'd by me; Let but Pink's face i' th' looking-glass be shown, And Pink may paint the devil's by his own.

273. UPON BROCK. EPIG.

To cleanse his eyes, Tom Brock makes much ado, But not his mouth, the fouler of the two. A clammy rheum makes loathsome both his eyes: His mouth, worse furr'd with oaths and blasphemies.

277. LAUGH AND LIE DOWN.

Y'ave laughed enough, sweet, vary now your text! And laugh no more; or laugh, and lie down next.

292. UPON SHARK. EPIG.

Shark, when he goes to any public feast, Eats to one's thinking, of all there, the least. What saves the master of the house thereby When if the servants search, they may descry In his wide codpiece, dinner being done, Two napkins cramm'd up, and a silver spoon?

305. UPON BUNGY.

Bungy does fast; looks pale; puts sackcloth on; Not out of conscience, or religion: Or that this younker keeps so strict a Lent, Fearing to break the king's commandement: But being poor, and knowing flesh is dear, He keeps not one, but many Lents i' th' year.

311. UPON SNEAPE. EPIG.

Sneape has a face so brittle, that it breaks Forth into blushes whensoe'er he speaks.

315. UPON LEECH.

Leech boasts, he has a pill, that can alone With speed give sick men their salvation: 'Tis strange, his father long time has been ill, And credits physic, yet not trusts his pill: And why? he knows he must of cure despair, Who makes the sly physician his heir.

317. TO A MAID.

You say, you love me! that I thus must prove: It that you lie, then I will swear you love.

326. UPON GREEDY. EPIG.

An old, old widow Greedy needs would wed, Not for affection to her or her bed; But in regard, 'twas often said, this old Woman would bring him more than could be told. He took her; now the jest in this appears, So old she was, that none could tell her years.

357. LONG AND LAZY.

That was the proverb. Let my mistress be Lazy to others, but be long to me.

358. UPON RALPH. EPIG.

Curse not the mice, no grist of thine they eat; But curse thy children, they consume thy wheat.

361. UPON MEASE. EPIG.

Mease brags of pullets which he eats: but Mease Ne'er yet set tooth in stump or rump of these.

363. UPON PASKE, A DRAPER.

Paske, though his debt be due upon the day Demands no money by a craving way; For why, says he, all debts and their arrears Have reference to the shoulders, not the ears.

368. UPON PRIGG.

Prigg, when he comes to houses, oft doth use, Rather than fail, to steal from thence old shoes: Sound or unsound be they, or rent or whole, Prigg bears away the body and the sole.

369. UPON MOON.

Moon is a usurer, whose gain, Seldom or never knows a wain, Only Moon's conscience, we confess, That ebbs from pity less and less.

372. UPON SHIFT.

Shift now has cast his clothes: got all things new; Save but his hat, and that he cannot mew.

_Mew_, change feathers.

373. UPON CUTS.

If wounds in clothes Cuts calls his rags, 'tis clear His linings are the matter running there.

374. GAIN AND GETTINGS.

When others gain much by the present cast, The cobblers' getting time is at the last.

379. UPON DOLL. EPIG.

Doll, she so soon began the wanton trade, She ne'er remembers that she was a maid.

380. UPON SKREW. EPIG.

Skrew lives by shifts; yet swears by no small oaths For all his shifts he cannot shift his clothes.

381. UPON LINNET. EPIG.

Linnet plays rarely on the lute, we know; And sweetly sings, but yet his breath says no.

385. UPON GLASS. EPIG.

Glass, out of deep, and out of desp'rate want, Turn'd from a Papist here a Predicant. A vicarage at last Tom Glass got here, Just upon five and thirty pounds a year. Add to that thirty-five but five pounds more, He'll turn a Papist, ranker than before.

398. UPON EELES. EPIG.

Eeles winds and turns, and cheats and steals; yet Eeles Driving these sharking trades, is out at heels.

400. UPON RASP. EPIG.

Rasp plays at nine-holes; and 'tis known he gets Many a tester by his game and bets: But of his gettings there's but little sign; When one hole wastes more than he gets by nine.

401. UPON CENTER, A SPECTACLE-MAKER WITH A FLAT NOSE.

Center is known weak-sighted, and he sells To others store of helpful spectacles. Why wears he none? Because we may suppose, Where leaven wants, there level lies the nose.

410. UPON SKINNS. EPIG.

Skinns, he dined well to-day: how do you think? His nails they were his meat, his rheum the drink.

411. UPON PIEVISH. EPIG.

Pievish doth boast that he's the very first Of English poets, and 'tis thought the worst.

412. UPON JOLLY AND JILLY. EPIG.

Jolly and Jilly bite and scratch all day, But yet get children (as the neighbours say). The reason is: though all the day they fight, They cling and close some minutes of the night.

419. UPON PATRICK, A FOOTMAN. EPIG.

Now Patrick with his footmanship has done, His eyes and ears strive which should fastest run.

420. UPON BRIDGET. EPIG.

Of four teeth only Bridget was possest; Two she spat out, a cough forced out the rest.

424. UPON FLIMSEY. EPIG.

Why walks Nick Flimsey like a malcontent! Is it because his money all is spent? No, but because the dingthrift now is poor, And knows not where i' th' world to borrow more.

425. UPON SHEWBREAD. EPIG.

Last night thou didst invite me home to eat; And showed me there much plate, but little meat. Prithee, when next thou do'st invite, bar state, And give me meat, or give me else thy plate.

428. UPON ROOTS. EPIG.

Roots had no money; yet he went o' the score, For a wrought purse; can any tell wherefore? Say, what should Roots do with a purse in print, That had not gold nor silver to put in't?

429. UPON CRAW.

Craw cracks in sirrop; and does stinking say, Who can hold that, my friends, that will away?

430. OBSERVATION.

Who to the north, or south, doth set His bed, male children shall beget.

433. PUTREFACTION.

Putrefaction is the end Of all that nature doth intend.

434. PASSION.

Were there not a matter known, There would be no passion.

435. JACK AND JILL.

Since Jack and Jill both wicked be; It seems a wonder unto me, That they, no better do agree.

436. UPON PARSON BEANES.

Old Parson Beanes hunts six days of the week, And on the seventh, he has his notes to seek. Six days he hollows so much breath away, That on the seventh, he can nor preach or pray.

438. SHORT AND LONG BOTH LIKES.

This lady's short, that mistress she is tall; But long or short, I'm well content with all.

440. UPON ROOK. EPIG.

Rook he sells feathers, yet he still doth cry Fie on this pride, this female vanity. Thus, though the Rook does rail against the sin, He loves the gain that vanity brings in.

456. UPON SPUNGE. EPIG.

Spunge makes his boasts that he's the only man Can hold of beer and ale an ocean; Is this his glory? then his triumph's poor; I know the tun of Heidleberg holds more.

464. UPON ONE WHO SAID SHE WAS ALWAYS YOUNG.

You say you're young; but when your teeth are told To be but three, black-ey'd, we'll think you old.

465. UPON HUNCKS. EPIG.

Huncks has no money, he does swear or say, About him, when the tavern's shot's to pay. If he has none in 's pockets, trust me, Huncks Has none at home in coffers, desks, or trunks.

476. UPON A CHEAP LAUNDRESS. EPIG.

Feacie, some say, doth wash her clothes i' th' lie That sharply trickles from her either eye. The laundresses, they envy her good-luck, Who can with so small charges drive the buck. What needs she fire and ashes to consume, Who can scour linens with her own salt rheum?

_Drive the buck_, wash clothes.

482. UPON SKURF.

Skurf by his nine-bones swears, and well he may: All know a fellon eat the tenth away.

_Fellon_, whitlow.

500. UPON JACK AND JILL. EPIG.

When Jill complains to Jack for want of meat, Jack kisses Jill and bids her freely eat: Jill says, Of what? says Jack, On that sweet kiss, Which full of nectar and ambrosia is, The food of poets. So I thought, says Jill, That makes them look so lank, so ghost-like still. Let poets feed on air, or what they will; Let me feed full, till that I fart, says Jill.

503. UPON PARRAT.

Parrat protests 'tis he, and only he Can teach a man the art of memory: Believe him not; for he forgot it quite, Being drunk, who 'twas that can'd his ribs last night.

514. KISSING AND BUSSING.

Kissing and bussing differ both in this; We buss our wantons, but our wives we kiss.

520. UPON MAGGOT, A FREQUENTER OF ORDINARIES.

Maggot frequents those houses of good-cheer, Talks most, eats most, of all the feeders there. He raves through lean, he rages through the fat, (What gets the master of the meal by that?) He who with talking can devour so much, How would he eat, were not his hindrance such?

533. ON JOAN.

Joan would go tell her hairs; and well she might, Having but seven in all: three black, four white.

534. UPON LETCHER. EPIG.

Letcher was carted first about the streets, For false position in his neighbour's sheets: Next, hanged for thieving: now the people say, His carting was the prologue to this play.

535. UPON DUNDRIGE.

Dundrige his issue hath; but is not styl'd, For all his issue, father of one child.

553. WAY IN A CROWD.

Once on a Lord Mayor's Day, in Cheapside, when Skulls could not well pass through that scum of men, For quick despatch Skulls made no longer stay Than but to breathe, and everyone gave way; For, as he breathed, the people swore from thence A fart flew out, or a sir-reverence.

_Sir-reverence_, "save-reverence," the word of apology used for the indecency itself.

557. UPON ONE-EY'D BROOMSTED. EPIG.

Broomsted a lameness got by cold and beer: And to the bath went, to be cured there: His feet were helped, and left his crutch behind; But home returned, as he went forth, half blind.

563. UPON SIBILLA.

With paste of almonds, Syb her hands doth scour; Then gives it to the children to devour. In cream she bathes her thighs, more soft than silk; Then to the poor she freely gives the milk.

570. UPON TOOLY.

The eggs of pheasants wry-nosed Tooly sells, But ne'er so much as licks the speckled shells: Only, if one prove addled, that he eats With superstition, as the cream of meats. The cock and hen he feeds; but not a bone He ever picked, as yet, of anyone.

_Superstition_, reverence.

573. UPON BLANCH. EPIG.

I have seen many maidens to have hair, Both for their comely need and some to spare; But Blanch has not so much upon her head As to bind up her chaps when she is dead.

574. UPON UMBER.

Umber was painting of a lion fierce, And, working it, by chance from Umber's erse Flew out a crack, so mighty, that the fart, As Umber states, did make his lion start.

579. UPON URLES.

Urles had the gout so, that he could not stand; Then from his feet it shifted to his hand: When 'twas in's feet, his charity was small; Now 'tis in's hand, he gives no alms at all.

580. UPON FRANCK.

Franck ne'er wore silk she swears; but I reply, She now wears silk to hide her blood-shot eye.

590. UPON A FREE MAID, WITH A FOUL BREATH.

You say you'll kiss me, and I thank you for it; But stinking breath, I do as hell abhor it.

591. UPON COONE. EPIG.

What is the reason Coone so dully smells? His nose is over-cool'd with icicles.

596. UPON SPALT.

Of pushes Spalt has such a knotty race, He needs a tucker for to burl his face.

_Pushes_, pimples. _Tucker_, a fuller. _Burl_, to remove knots from cloth.

597. OF HORNE, A COMBMAKER.

Horne sells to others teeth; but has not one To grace his own gums, or of box, or bone.

600. UPON A SOUR-BREATH LADY. EPIG.

Fie, quoth my lady, what a stink is here? When 'twas her breath that was the carrionere.

_Carrionere_, carrion-carrier.

612. UPON COCK.

Cock calls his wife his Hen: when Cock goes to't, Cock treads his Hen, but treads her underfoot.

632. UPON BRAN. EPIG.

What made that mirth last night? the neighbours say, That Bran the baker did his breech beray: I rather think, though they may speak the worst, 'Twas to his batch, but leaven laid there first.

_Beray_, befoul.

633. UPON SNARE, AN USURER.

Snare, ten i' th' hundred calls his wife; and why? She brings in much by carnal usury. He by extortion brings in three times more: Say, who's the worst, th' exactor or the whore?

634. UPON GRUDGINGS.

Grudgings turns bread to stones, when to the poor He gives an alms, and chides them from his door.

638. UPON GANDER. EPIG.

Since Gander did his pretty youngling wed, Gander, they say, doth each night piss a-bed: What is the cause? Why, Gander will reply, No goose lays good eggs that is trodden dry.

639. UPON LUNGS. EPIG.

Lungs, as some say, ne'er sets him down to eat But that his breath does fly-blow all the meat.

650. UPON COB. EPIG.

Cob clouts his shoes, and, as the story tells, His thumb nails par'd afford him sparrables.

_Sparrables_, "sparrow-bills," headless nails.

652. UPON SKOLES. EPIG.

Skoles stinks so deadly, that his breeches loath His dampish buttocks furthermore to clothe; Cloy'd they are up with arse; but hope, one blast Will whirl about, and blow them thence at last.

661. UPON JONE AND JANE.

Jone is a wench that's painted; Jone is a girl that's tainted; Yet Jone she goes Like one of those Whom purity had sainted.

Jane is a girl that's pretty; Jane is a wench that's witty; Yet who would think, Her breath does stink, As so it doth? that's pity.

668. UPON ZELOT.

Is Zelot pure? he is: yet! see he wears The sign of circumcision in his ears.

670. UPON MADAM URSLY. EPIG.

For ropes of pearl, first Madam Ursly shows A chain of corns picked from her ears and toes; Then, next, to match Tradescant's curious shells, Nails from her fingers mew'd she shows: what else? Why then, forsooth, a carcanet is shown Of teeth, as deaf as nuts, and all her own.

_Tradescant_, a collector of curiosities. See Note. _Mew'd_, moulted. _Deaf as nuts._ _Cf._ De Quincey, "a deaf nut offering no kernel."

705. UPON TRIGG. EPIG.

Trigg having turn'd his suit, he struts in state, And tells the world he's now regenerate.

706. UPON SMEATON.

How could Luke Smeaton wear a shoe, or boot, Who two-and-thirty corns had on a foot.

714. LAXARE FIBULAM.

To loose the button is no less, Than to cast off all bashfulness.

730. UPON FRANCK.

Franck would go scour her teeth; and setting to 't Twice two fell out, all rotten at the root.

733. UPON PAUL. EPIG.

Paul's hands do give; what give they, bread or meat, Or money? no, but only dew and sweat. As stones and salt gloves use to give, even so Paul's hands do give, nought else for ought we know.

734. UPON SIBB. EPIG.

Sibb, when she saw her face how hard it was, For anger spat on thee, her looking-glass: But weep not, crystal; for the same was meant Not unto thee, but that thou didst present.

755. UPON SLOUCH.

Slouch he packs up, and goes to several fairs, And weekly markets for to sell his wares: Meantime that he from place to place does roam, His wife her own ware sells as fast at home.

797. UPON BICE.

Bice laughs, when no man speaks; and doth protest. It is his own breech there that breaks the jest.

798. UPON TRENCHERMAN.

Tom shifts the trenchers; yet he never can Endure that lukewarm name of serving-man: Serve or not serve, let Tom do what he can, He is a serving, who's a trencher-man.

801. UPON COMELY, A GOOD SPEAKER BUT AN ILL SINGER. EPIG.

Comely acts well; and when he speaks his part, He doth it with the sweetest tones of art: But when he sings a psalm, there's none can be More curs'd for singing out of tune than he.

802. ANY WAY FOR WEALTH.

E'en all religious courses to be rich Hath been rehers'd by Joel Michelditch: But now perceiving that it still does please The sterner fates, to cross his purposes; He tacks about, and now he doth profess Rich he will be by all unrighteousness; Thus if our ship fails of her anchor hold We'll love the divel, so he lands the gold.

803. UPON AN OLD WOMAN.

Old Widow Prouse, to do her neighbours evil, Would give, some say, her soul unto the devil. Well, when she's kill'd that pig, goose, cock, or hen, What would she give to get that soul again?

804. UPON PEARCH. EPIG.

Thou writes in prose how sweet all virgins be; But there's not one, doth praise the smell of thee.

818. UPON LOACH.

Seal'd up with night-gum, Loach each morning lies, Till his wife licking, so unglues his eyes. No question then, but such a lick is sweet, When a warm tongue does with such ambers meet.

824. UPON NODES.

Wherever Nodes does in the summer come, He prays his harvest may be well brought home. What store of corn has careful Nodes, think you, Whose field his foot is, and whose barn his shoe?

831. UPON TAP.

Tap, better known than trusted, as we hear, Sold his old mother's spectacles for beer: And not unlikely; rather too than fail, He'll sell her eyes, and nose, for beer and ale.

834. UPON PUNCHIN. EPIG.

Give me a reason why men call Punchin a dry plant-animal. Because as plants by water grow, Punchin by beer and ale spreads so.

836. UPON BLINKS. EPIG.

Tom Blinks his nose is full of weals, and these Tom calls not pimples, but pimpleides; Sometimes, in mirth, he says each whelk's a spark, When drunk with beer, to light him home i' th' dark.

837. UPON ADAM PEAPES. EPIG.

Peapes he does strut, and pick his teeth, as if His jaws had tir'd on some large chine of beef. But nothing so: the dinner Adam had, Was cheese full ripe with tears, with bread as sad.

_Sad_, heavy: "watery cheese and ill-baked bread".

844. HANCH, A SCHOOLMASTER. EPIG.

Hanch, since he lately did inter his wife, He weeps and sighs, as weary of his life. Say, is't for real grief he mourns? not so; Tears have their springs from joy, as well as woe.

845. UPON PEASON. EPIG.

Long locks of late our zealot Peason wears, Not for to hide his high and mighty ears; No, but because he would not have it seen That stubble stands where once large ears have been.

880. KISSES LOATHSOME.

I abhor the slimy kiss, Which to me most loathsome is. Those lips please me which are placed Close, but not too strictly laced: Yielding I would have them; yet Not a wimbling tongue admit: What should poking-sticks make there, When the ruffe is set elswhere?

881. UPON REAPE.

Reape's eyes so raw are that, it seems, the flies Mistake the flesh, and fly-blow both his eyes; So that an angler, for a day's expense, May bait his hook with maggots taken thence.

882. UPON TEAGE.

Teage has told lies so long that when Teage tells Truth, yet Teage's truths are untruths, nothing else.

884. UPON TRUGGIN.

Truggin a footman was; but now, grown lame, Truggin now lives but to belie his name.

886. UPON SPENKE.

Spenke has a strong breath, yet short prayers saith; Not out of want of breath, but want of faith.

888. UPON LULLS.

Lulls swears he is all heart; but you'll suppose By his proboscis that he is all nose.

897. SURFEITS.

Bad are all surfeits; but physicians call That surfeit took by bread the worst of all.

898. UPON NIS.

Nis he makes verses; but the lines he writes Serve but for matter to make paper kites.

905. UPON PRICKLES. EPIG.

Prickles is waspish, and puts forth his sting For bread, drink, butter, cheese; for everything That Prickles buys puts Prickles out of frame; How well his nature's fitted to his name!

945. UPON BLISSE.

Blisse, last night drunk, did kiss his mother's knee; Where will he kiss, next drunk, conjecture ye.

946. UPON BURR.

Burr is a smell-feast, and a man alone, That, where meat is, will be a hanger on.

947. UPON MEG.

Meg yesterday was troubled with a pose, Which, this night harden'd, sodders up her nose.

_Pose_, rheum, cold in the head.

961. UPON RALPH.

Ralph pares his nails, his warts, his corns, and Ralph In sev'rall tills and boxes, keeps 'em safe; Instead of hartshorn, if he speaks the troth, To make a lusty-jelly for his broth.

966. UPON VINEGAR.

Vinegar is no other, I define, Than the dead corps, or carcase of the wine.

967. UPON MUDGE.

Mudge every morning to the postern comes, His teeth all out, to rinse and wash his gums.

971. UPON LUPES.

Lupes for the outside of his suit has paid; But for his heart, he cannot have it made; The reason is, his credit cannot get The inward garbage for his clothes as yet.

972. RAGS.

What are our patches, tatters, rags, and rents, But the base dregs and lees of vestiments?

974. UPON TUBBS.

For thirty years Tubbs has been proud and poor; 'Tis now his habit, which he can't give o'er.

984. UPON SPOKES.

Spokes, when he sees a roasted pig, he swears Nothing he loves on't but the chaps and ears: But carve to him the fat flanks, and he shall Rid these, and those, and part by part eat all.

988. UPON FAUNUS.

We read how Faunus, he the shepherds' god, His wife to death whipped with a myrtle rod. The rod, perhaps, was better'd by the name; But had it been of birch, the death's the same.

989. THE QUINTELL.

Up with the quintell, that the rout, May fart for joy, as well as shout: Either's welcome, stink or civit, If we take it, as they give it.

999. UPON PENNY.

Brown bread Tom Penny eats, and must of right, Because his stock will not hold out for white.

1013. UPON BUGGINS.

Buggins is drunk all night, all day he sleeps; This is the level-coil that Buggins keeps.

1027. UPON BOREMAN. EPIG.

Boreman takes toll, cheats, natters, lies; yet Boreman, For all the devil helps, will be a poor man.

1068. UPON GORGONIUS.

Unto Pastillus rank Gorgonius came To have a tooth twitched out of's native frame; Drawn was his tooth, but stank so, that some say, The barber stopped his nose, and ran away.

1079. UPON GRUBS.

Grubs loves his wife and children, while that they Can live by love, or else grow fat by play; But when they call or cry on Grubs for meat, Instead of bread Grubs gives them stones to eat. He raves, he rends, and while he thus doth tear, His wife and children fast to death for fear.

1080. UPON DOLL.

No question but Doll's cheeks would soon roast dry, Were they not basted by her either eye.

1081. UPON HOG.

Hog has a place i' the' kitchen, and his share, The flimsy livers and blue gizzards are.

1087. UPON GUT.

Science puffs up, says Gut, when either pease Make him thus swell, or windy cabbages.

1101. UPON SPUR.

Spur jingles now, and swears by no mean oaths, He's double honour'd, since he's got gay clothes: Most like his suit, and all commend the trim; And thus they praise the sumpter, but not him: As to the goddess, people did confer Worship, and not to th' ass that carried her.

1108. UPON RUMP.

Rump is a turn-broach, yet he seldom can Steal a swoln sop out of a dripping-pan.

1109. UPON SHOPTER.

Old Widow Shopter, whensoe'er she cries, Lets drip a certain gravy from her eyes.

1110. UPON DEB.

If felt and heard, unseen, thou dost me please; If seen, thou lik'st me, Deb, in none of these.

1112. UPON CROOT.

One silver spoon shines in the house of Croot; Who cannot buy or steal a second to't.

1114. UPON FLOOD OR A THANKFUL MAN.

Flood, if he has for him and his a bit, He says his fore and after grace for it: If meat he wants, then grace he says to see His hungry belly borne on legs jail-free. Thus have, or have not, all alike is good To this our poor yet ever patient Flood.

1115. UPON PIMP.

When Pimp's feet sweat, as they do often use, There springs a soap-like lather in his shoes.

1116. UPON LUSK.

In Den'shire Kersey Lusk, when he was dead, Would shrouded be and therewith buried. When his assigns asked him the reason why, He said, because he got his wealth thereby.

1117. FOOLISHNESS.

In's Tusc'lans, Tully doth confess, No plague there's like to foolishness.

1118. UPON RUSH.

Rush saves his shoes in wet and snowy weather; And fears in summer to wear out the leather; This is strong thrift that wary Rush doth use Summer and winter still to save his shoes.

1124. THE HAG.

The staff is now greas'd; And very well pleas'd, She cocks out her arse at the parting, To an old ram goat That rattles i' th' throat, Half-choked with the stink of her farting.

In a dirty hair-lace She leads on a brace Of black boar-cats to attend her: Who scratch at the moon, And threaten at noon Of night from heaven for to rend her.

A-hunting she goes, A cracked horn she blows, At which the hounds fall a-bounding; While th' moon in her sphere Peeps trembling for fear, And night's afraid of the sounding.

_Lace_, leash. _Boar-cat_, tom-cat.

NOTES TO APPENDIX.

64. _To him that has, etc._ The quotation is not from the Bible, but from Martial, v. 81:--

"Semper pauper eris, si pauper es, Aemiliane. Dantur opes nulli nunc nisi divitibus."

Cp. also Davison's Poet. Rhap., i. 95. Ed. Bullen.

126. _Upon Scobble._ Dr. Grosart quotes an Ellis Scobble [_i.e._, Scobell], baptised at Dean Priory in 1632, and Jeffery Scobble buried in 1654.

200. _Upon Gubbs._ Printed in _Witts Recreations_, 1650, without alteration. To save repetition we may give here a list of the other Epigrams in this Appendix which are printed in _Witt's Recreations_, reserving variations of reading for special notes:--206, _Upon Bounce_; 239, _Upon Guess_; 311, _Upon Sneap_; 357, _Long and Lazy_; 379, _Upon Doll_; 380, _Upon Screw_; 381, _Upon Linnit_; 400, _Upon Rasp_; 410, _Upon Skinns_; 429, _Upon Craw_; 435, _Jack and Jill_; 574, _Upon Umber_; 639, _Upon Lungs_; 650, _Upon Cob_; 652, _Upon Skoles_; 668, _Upon Zelot_; 705, _Upon Trigg_; 797, _Upon Bice_; 798, _Upon Trencherman_; 834, _Upon Punchin_; 888, _Upon Lulls_; 1027, _Upon Boreman_; 1087, _Upon Gut_; 1108, _Upon Rump_.

305. _Fearing to break the king's commandement._ In 1608 there was issued a proclamation containing "Orders conceived by the Lords of his Maiestie's Privie Counsell and by his Highnesse speciall direction, commanded to be put in execution for the restraint of killing and eating of flesh the next Lent". This was re-issued ten years later (there is no intermediate issue at the British Museum), and from 1619 onwards became annual under James and Charles in the form of "A proclamation for restraint of killing, dressing, and eating of Flesh in Lent, or on Fish dayes, appointed by the Law, to be hereafter strictly observed by all sorts of people".

420. _Upon Bridget_. Loss of teeth is the occasion of more than one of Martial's epigrams.

456. _The tun of Heidelberg_: in the cellar under the castle at Heidelberg is a great cask supposed to be able to hold 50,000 gallons.

574. _As Umber states_: "as Umber _swears_".--W. R.

639. _His breath does fly-blow_: "doth" for "does".--W. R.

652. _One blast_: "and" for "one".--W. R.

668. _Yet! see_: "ye see".--W. R.

670. _Tradescant's curious shells_: John Tradescant was a Dutchman, born towards the close of the sixteenth century. He was appointed gardener to Charles II. in 1629, and he and his son naturalised many rare plants in England. Besides botanical specimens he collected all sorts of curiosities, and opened a museum which he called "Tradescant's Ark". In 1656, four years after his death, his son published a catalogue of the collection under the title, "Museum Tradescantianum: or, a collection of rarities preserved at South Lambeth, near London, by John Tradescant". After the son's death the collection passed into the hands of Ashmole, and became the nucleus of the present Ashmolean Museum at Oxford.

802. _Any way for Wealth._ A variation on Horace's theme: "Rem facias, rem, si possis, recte, si non quocunque modo, rem". 1 Epist. i. 66.

_The Portrait of a Woman_: I subjoin here the four passages found in manuscript versions of this poem, alluded to in the previous note. As said before, they do not improve the poem. After l. 45, "Bearing aloft this rich round world of wonder," we have these four lines:

In which the veins implanted seem to lie Like loving vines hid under ivory, So full of claret, that whoso pricks this vine May see it spout forth streams like muscadine.

Twelve lines later, after "Riphean snow," comes a longer passage:

Or else that she in that white waxen hill Hath seal'd the primrose of her utmost skill. But now my muse hath spied a dark descent From this so precious, pearly, permanent, A milky highway that direction yields Unto the port-mouth of the Elysian fields: A place desired of all, but got by these Whom love admits to the Hesperides; Here's golden fruit, that doth exceed all price, Growing in this love-guarded paradise; Above the entrance there is written this: This is the portal to the bower of bliss, Through midst whereof a crystal stream there flows Passing the sweet sweet of a musky rose. With plump, soft flesh, of metal pure and fine, Resembling shields, both pure and crystalline. Hence rise those two ambitious hills that look Into th' middle, sweet, sight-stealing crook, Which for the better beautifying shrouds Its humble self 'twixt two aspiring clouds

The third addition is four lines from the end, after "with a pearly shell":

Richer than that fair, precious, virtuous horn That arms the forehead of the unicorn.

The last four lines are joined on at the end of all:

Unto the idol of the work divine I consecrate this loving life of mine, Bowing my lips unto that stately root Where beauty springs; and thus I kiss her foot.

INDEX OF FIRST LINES.

An old, old widow, Greedy needs would wed, 383.

Bad are all surfeits; but physicians call, 403.

Bar close as you can, and bolt fast too your door, 380.

Batt he gets children, not for love to rear 'em, 379.

Bice laughs, when no man speaks; and doth protest, 399.

Blanch swears her husband's lovely; when a scald, 376.

Blisse, last night drunk, did kiss his mother's knee, 404.

Boreman takes toll, cheats, flatters, lies! yet Boreman, 406.

Broomsted a lameness got by cold and beer, 392.

Brown bread Tom Pennie eats, and must of right, 406.

Buggins is drunk all night, all day he sleeps, 406.

Bungy does fast; looks pale; puts sackcloth on, 382.

Burr is a smell-feast, and a man alone, 404.

Center is known weak sighted, and he sells, 386.

Cob clouts his shoes, and as the story tells, 396.

Cock calls his wife his hen; when cock goes to 't, 395.

Comely acts well; and when he speaks his part, 399.

Craw cracks in sirrop; and does stinking say, 388.

Crooked you are, but that dislikes not me, 381.

Cuffe comes to church much; but he keeps his bed, 377.

Curse not the mice, no grist of thine they eat, 384.

Dunridge his issue hath; but is not styl'd, 392.

Doll, she so soon began the wanton trade, 385.

E'en all religious courses to be rich, 399.

Eeles winds and turns, and cheats and steals; yet Eeles, 386.

Feacie, some say, doth wash her clothes i' th' lie, 390.

Fie, quoth my lady, what a stink is here, 395.

First, Jolly's wife is lame; then next loose-hip'd, 378.

Flood, if he has for him and his a bit, 409.

Fone says, those mighty whiskers he does wear, 377.

For ropes of pearl, first Madam Ursly shows, 397.

For second course, last night a custard came, 378.

For thirty years Tubbs has been proud and poor, 405.

Franck ne'er wore silk she swears; but I reply, 394.

Franck would go scour her teeth; and setting to 't, 398.

Give me a reason why men call, 401.

Goes the world now, it will with thee go hard, 376.

Glasco had none, but now some teeth has got, 377.

Glass, out of deep, and out of desp'rate want, 386.

Groynes, for his fleshly burglary of late, 381.

Grubs loves his wife and children, while that they, 407.

Grudgings turns bread to stones, when to the poor, 395.

Gryll eats, but ne'er says grace: to speak the truth, 378.

Gubbs calls his children kitlings: and would bound, 380.

Guess cuts his shoes, and limping, goes about, 381.

Hanch, since he lately did inter his wife, 402.

Hog has a place i' th' kitchen, and his share, 407.

Horne sells to others teeth; but has not one, 394.

How could Luke Smeaton wear a shoe or boot, 398.

Huncks has no money, he does swear or say, 390.

I abhor the slimy kiss, 402.

I dream't this mortal part of mine, 375.

If felt and heard, unseen, thou dost me please, 408.

If thou dislik'st the piece thou light'st on first, 375.

If wounds in clothes, Cuts calls his rags, 'tis clear, 385.

I have seen many maidens to have hair, 393.

In Den'shire Kersey Lusk when he was dead, 409.

In's Tusc'lans, Tully doth confess, 409.

Is Zelot pure? he is: yet, see he wears, 397.

Jone is a wench that's painted, 396.

Joan would go tell her hairs; and well she might, 392.

Jolly and Jilly bite and scratch all day, 387.

Kissing and bussing differ both in this, 391.

Last night thou didst invite me home to eat, 388.

Letcher was carted first about the streets, 392.

Linnet plays rarely on the lute, we know, 385.

Long locks of late our zealot Peason wears, 402.

Leech boasts he has a pill, that can alone, 383.

Luggs, by the condemnation of the bench, 378.

Lulls swears he is all heart; but you'll suppose, 403.

Lungs, as some say, ne'er sets him down to eat, 396.

Lupes for the outside of his suit has paid, 405.

Maggot frequents those houses of good cheer, 391.

Mease brags of pullets which he eats; but Mease, 384.

Meg yesterday was troubled with a pose, 404.

Money thou ow'st me; prethee fix a day, 380.

Moon is a usurer, whose gain, 384.

Much-more provides and hoards up like an ant, 379.

Mudge every morning to the postern comes, 405.

Nis he makes verses; but the lines he writes, 403.

No question but Doll's cheeks would soon roast dry, 407.

Now Patrick with his footmanship has done, 387.

Of flanks and chines of beef doth Gorrell boast, 380.

Of four teeth only Bridget was possest, 387.

Of pushes Spalt has such a knotty race, 394.

Old Parson Beanes hunts six days of the week, 389.

Old Widow Prouse, to do her neighbours evil, 400.

Old Widow Shopter, whensoe'er she cries, 408.

Once on a Lord Mayor's day, in Cheapside, when, 392.

One silver spoon shines in the house of Croot, 408.

Pagget, a schoolboy, got a sword, and then, 378.

Parrat protests, 'tis he, and only he, 401.

Paske, though his debt be one upon the day, 384.

Paul's hands do give; what give they, bread or meat, 398.

Peapes, he does strut, and pick his teeth, as if, 401.

Pievish doth boast that he's the very first, 387.

Prickles is waspish, and puts forth his sting, 404.

Prigg, when he comes to houses oft doth use, 384.

Prig now drinks water, who before drank beer, 379.

Putrefaction is the end, 388.

Ralph pares his nails, his warts, his corns, and Ralph, 404.

Rasp plays at nine-holes; and 'tis known he gets, 386.

Reape's eyes so raw are that, it seems, the flies, 402.

Rook he sells feathers, yet he still doth cry, 389.

Root's had no money; yet he went o' the score, 388.

Rump is a turn-broach, yet he seldom can, 408.

Rush saves his shoes in wet and snowy weather, 409.

Science puffs up, says Gut, when either pease, 407.

Scobble for whoredom whips his wife and cries, 377.

Seal'd up with night-gum Loach, each morning lies, 400.

Shark when he goes to any public feast, 382.

Shift now has cast his clothes: got all things new, 385.

Sibb, when she saw her face how hard it was, 398.

Since Gander did his pretty youngling wed, 396.

Since Jack and Jill both wicked be, 389.

Skinns, he dined well to-day; how do you think, 386.

Skoles stinks so deadly, that his breeches loath, 396.

Skrew lives by shifts; yet swears by no small oaths, 385.

Skurf by his nine-bones swears, and well he may, 390.

Slouch he packs up, and goes to several fairs, 399.

Snare, ten i' th' hundred calls his wife; and why? 395.

Sneape has a face so brittle that it breaks, 383.

Spenke has a strong breath, yet short prayers saith, 403.

Spokes, when he sees a roasted pig, he swears, 405.

Spunge makes his boasts that he's the only man, 389.

Spur jingles now, and swears by no mean oaths, 408.

Strutt, once a foreman of a shop we knew, 378.

Sudds launders bands in piss, and starches them, 381.

Tap, better known than trusted as we hear, 401.

Teage has told lies so long that when Teage tells, 403.

That was the proverb. Let my mistress be, 383.

The eggs of pheasants wry-nosed Tooly sells, 393.

The staff is now greas'd, 410.

This lady's short, that mistress she is tall, 389.

To cleanse his eyes, Tom Brock makes much ado, 382.

To loose the button is no less, 398.

To paint the fiend, Pink would the devil see, 381.

Thou writes in prose how sweet all virgins be, 400.

Tom Blinks his nose is full of weals, and these, 401.

Tom shifts the trenchers; yet he never can, 399.

Trigg, having turn'd his suit, he struts in state, 397.

Truggin a footman was; but now, grown lame, 403.

Umber was painting of a lion fierce, 393.

Unto Pastillus rank Gorgonius came, 407.

Up with the quintell, that the rout, 406.

Urles had the gout so, that he could not stand, 394.

Vinegar is no other, I define, 405.

We read how Faunus, he the shepherds' god, 406.

Were there not a matter known, 388.

What are our patches, tatters, rags, and rents, 405.

What is the reason Coone so dully smells, 394.

What made that mirth last night, the neighbours say, 395.

When Jill complains to Jack for want of meat, 391.

When others gain much by the present cast, 385.

When Pimp's feet sweat, as they do often use, 409.

Wherever Nodes does in the summer come, 400.

Who to the north, or south, doth set, 388.

Who with thy leaves shall wipe, at need, 375.

Why walks Nick Flimsey like a malcontent! 387.

Wither'd with years, bed-rid Mamma lies, 380.

With paste of almonds, Syb her hands doth scour, 393.

Y'ave laughed enough, sweet, vary now your text, 382.

You say, you love me; that I thus must prove, 383.

You say you're young; but when your teeth are told, 390.

You say you'll kiss me, and I thank you for it, 394.

Transcriber's Endnotes

Numeration Errors in the Hesperides:

Without an obvious solution to a discrepancy the numbers remain as originally printed, however the following alterations have been made to ensure any details in the NOTES section apply to the relevant poem.

Page 290. Note to 923. "924" changed to _923_. "923. _Revenge_. Tacitus, _Hist_. iv."

Page 295. Note to 967. "726" changed to _724_. "967. _Upon his spaniel, Tracy._ Cp. _supra_, 724."

Page 297. Note to 1035. "664" changed to _662_. "... writing to Endymion Porter (662), and earlier ..."

Page 298. Note to 1045. "406" changed to _405_. "... Herrick addressed the poem (405) ..."

Typographical Errors:

Page 177. 33. AN ODE OF.... "disposses" corrected to _dispossess_. "And as we dispossess Thee ..."

Page 318. Appendix I. "arious" corrected to _various_. "... all the various articles spread throughout ..."

Page 379. 199. UPON LUGG. "LUGG" corrected to _LUGGS_. "199. UPON LUGGS."

Page 382. 277. LAUGH AND DIE DOWN. "DIE" corrected to _LIE_. "277. LAUGH AND LIE DOWN."