INDEX OF FIRST LINES A A CHANGE came o'er the spirit of my dream A happiness will thus, my friend, be thine A vision on his sleep Acis and Galatea whispering Ah! good, my master, you may sigh for death Ah me, my babe, my blossom, ah, my child Ah, my lord Arthur, whither shall I go? Ah, prince, you cannot hide Alas, my lord, what griefful thing is this Alas, my soul's ill-married to my body Alas, poor Richard, where rides he the while Alcun non puo saper da chi sia amato All is best though we oft doubt All night he worked in the serene moonshine All places, honours, offices, are theirs All places that the eye of heaven visits All the flowers of the spring All the world's a stage All these bold fears All things decay with time: the forest sees . PAGE 133 599 148 180 Are they immortal then, that did partake Arm you against your other enemies. Art thou a man, and sham'st thou not to beg As doth the flower revolve to meet the sun As fearfull fowle that long in secret cave As I intend to prosper and repent As lately I a garland bound As slow our ship her foamy track As the isle of Delos whilome men report As they heard her lamentations in their troubled anguish deep As when the air is serene in the sultry solstice of summer. As when the moon hath comforted the night As when to seek her food abroad doth rove At last, the deadly bitten point tugged off. Ay, ay, Iarbas, after this is done Ay, but I know B Bacchus, that first from out the purple grape 392 132 Ay, do thy worst. Thou art omnipotent Ay me, for aught that ever I could read Be calm, and let me warn thee Be great in act, as you have been in thought Be not disheartened then, nor cloud those looks 145 64 86 121 Beautiful, why wilt thou die ? 489 Beneath a sleeping infant lies: to earth her body's lent Desire that is of things ungot Despised things may live, although they pine in paine Dire rebel though he was 277 195 534 559 90 97 22 128 1:9 267 547 545 173 449 79 94 Each word thou hast spoke hath weeded from my heart 207 449 Ease, delight of human kind 479 Eftsoones her shallow ship away did slide 486 547 542 583 140 Ein quidam sagt, Ich bin von keiner Schule Eil était de ce monde, ou les plus belles choses Empress of this fair world, resplendent Eve Et où vas tu, petit soupir Even as a flower Even in that note a fool's beatitude Even now thy torturer arms Even to the utmost I have been to thee Evil minds change good to their own nature 48 572 134 49 135 False Paris, this was not thy vow, when thou and I were one 204 408 558 462 69 201 131 100 202 102 161 452 4€6 452 512 289 451 540 196 545 82 558 571 579 311 97 118 Get thee gone G Give me a spirit that on life's rough sea Give thy thoughts no tongue Give want her welcome if she comes; we find Glories, pleasures, pomps, delights, and ease God speed fair Helena, whither away. Gone, my lord! Gods, what a sluice of blood have I let open Good Hamlet cast thy nighted colour off Good morrow, Phoebus, what's the news abroad Good morrow, Portius, let us once embrace Great Jove, immure my heart Great king, within this coffin I present 284 Great lords, wise men ne'er sit and wail their loss 304 Greatness with private men Great princes have great playthings. Some have played 60 149 Grief fills the room up of my absent child 125 Grief had so tamed a spirit once too proud. 343 253 |