This is a list of all the questions and their associated study carrel identifiers. One can learn a lot of the "aboutness" of a text simply by reading the questions.
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A51015 | What''s Nature but the Ordinary way Wherein our Good Creator doth display His Power, and Wisdom in the things he made For his own Goodness sake? |
A63515 | How, may some say? |
A63515 | What can be more evident than this, that in the work of the Law written in the Hearts of Men there is implied an Idea, or Notion of God? |
A63515 | What''s Nature but the Ordinary way Wherein our Good Creator doth display His Power, and Wisdom in the things he made For his own Goodness sake? |
A34820 | Of what Validity is a Iudgment pronounced( under a colour of Law) in B. R. against a Charter granted by Parliament? |
A34820 | To whom can these Grantees forfeit this Charter? |
A34820 | WHether the Legislative Power be in the King only, as in his Politick Capacity, or in the King, Lords, and Commons, in Parliament Assembled? |
A34820 | Whether they that did the latter, were not right down Knaves, and whether they that refuse to do the former, be not more nice than wise? |
A34820 | and who shall take Advantage of the Forfeiture? |
A19479 | what then? |
A34831 | And what''s the difference,''pray, whether he fall By the Popes Bull or your Oxe Generall? |
A34831 | By what vast hopes is your Ambition fed? |
A34831 | The King Delinquents to protect did strive; What Clubs, Pikes, Halberts, Lighters, sav''d the Five? |
A34831 | What Mysteries of Iniquity doe we see? |
A34831 | What mighty summes have ye squeez''d out o''th''City? |
A34831 | Where''s all the Goods distrain''d, and Plunders past? |
A34831 | Where''s all the Twentieth part now, which hath beene Paid you by some, to forfeit the Nineteene? |
A34831 | Ye boundlesse Tyranes, how doe you outvy Th''Athenian Thirty, Romes Dec ● mviri? |
A34831 | what is the High- Committee? |
A34831 | which hurts most these Nations, Cavaliers swearing, or your Protestations? |
A33714 | Come they from any Vniversitie? |
A33714 | Do they not Learning from their Doctrine sever? |
A33714 | For now no Ornament, the head must wear No Bayes, no Myter, scarce so much as hair ▪ How can a Play passe safely? |
A33714 | How do these prove themselves to be the godly? |
A33714 | How stand they affected to the government Civill? |
A33714 | Must even Religion down for satisfaction? |
A33714 | NOw Eccho on what''s Religion grounded? |
A33714 | Nor will they leave us any Ceremonies? |
A33714 | VVhat do they make of Bishops Hierarchy? |
A33714 | WHo sayes the Times do Learning disallow? |
A33714 | What Church have they, and what Pulpits? |
A33714 | What do you call it then? |
A33714 | Who are these Preachers Men, or Women- Common? |
A33714 | Who s''s its Professor most considerable? |
A37178 | And how can these Pilots steddily maintain their Course to the Land of Peace and Plenty, since they are often divided at the Helm? |
A37178 | And why I more especially made my task an Heroick Poem? |
A37178 | Do not our Divines( excepting the stile) do the same, and by us that are of the same Religion can not justly be reprehended for it? |
A37178 | and who so guided can suspect his safety, even when he travels through the Enemy''s countrey? |
A43089 | But stay who have we next? |
A43089 | Can they whole Shopbooks write, and yet not know If Bishops have a right devine or no? |
A43089 | No Surplesses, no? |
A43089 | No organ Idoll with pure eares agree, Nor Anthemes, why? |
A43089 | Oh by all meanes; but how? |
A43089 | Oh how he whips about six yeares agoe When superstitious decency did growe So much in fashion? |
A43089 | On Geese, and Capons with what zeale they feed? |
A43089 | Or can they sweepe their doore, and shops so well, And for to cleans a State as yet not tell? |
A43089 | What would you have good soule, a reformation? |
A43089 | why none d''you crave? |
A43089 | why? |
A43089 | your sex so cruell to the gown? |
A34836 | And what''s the diff''rence,''pray, whether he fall By the Popes Bull, or your Oxe General? |
A34836 | By what vast hopes is your Ambition fed? |
A34836 | Is not this the Assembler? |
A34836 | The King Delinquents to protect did strive; What Clubs, Pikes, Halberts, Lighters, sav''d the Five? |
A34836 | They would be a New Septuagint; the Old translated Scripture out of Heberw into Greek, these turn in to four shillings a day? |
A34836 | What Mist''ries of Iniquity doe we see? |
A34836 | What mighty summs have ye squeez''d out o''th''City? |
A34836 | Where''s all the Goods distrain''d, and Plunders past? |
A34836 | Where''s all the Twentieth part now which hath been Paid you by some, to forfeit the Nineteen? |
A34836 | Ye boundless Tyrants, how do you outvy, Th''Athenians Thirty, Romes Decemviry? |
A34836 | what is the High- Committy? |
A34836 | which hurts most these Nations, Cavaliers Swearing, or your Protestations? |
A34826 | But oh Could Yeoman''s, or could Bourchier find it so? |
A34826 | Could this white day a Gift more grateful bring? |
A34826 | Defend him Heaven, Oh whither will he go? |
A34826 | Fain would you make God too thus tyranous be, And damn poor Men by such a stiff Decree: Is''t property? |
A34826 | How could a war so sad and barbarous please, But first by slandring those blest days of Peace? |
A34826 | How fought- great Rupert, with what Rage and Skill? |
A34826 | I see him lead the Pikes; What will he do? |
A34826 | Or is''t Religion? |
A34826 | VVhat frantick Diligence in these Men appears, That fear all Ills, and act o''r all their Fears? |
A34826 | VVhat strange wild fears did every Morning breed, Till a strange fancy made us sick indeed? |
A34826 | What''s more our own than our own Lives? |
A34826 | When that''s the onely why; because you will? |
A34826 | Where''s now that spirit with which at Cressey we, And Poictiers forced from fate a Victory? |
A34826 | Why are the Estates and Good''s seiz''d on of all Whom Covetous or Malicious Men miscall? |
A34826 | Why will you die fond Men, why will you buy At this fond rate, your Countreys slavery? |
A34826 | what are those threats we hear, Why do you thus th''Old and New Prison fill? |
A34826 | why do such numbers then ▪ From God beg Vengeance and Relief from Men? |
A35045 | And can these argue lesse then Gods displeasure against our proceedings? |
A35045 | And could so just a Cause, so piously mannaged, by such religious Patriots, can such miscarry or want successe? |
A35045 | And what can such Armies, such Persons, such a Cause, such Prayers expect but destruction? |
A35045 | By what law can the Scots prescribe us a Church government? |
A35045 | Have not the Earles of Warwicke, Manchester, and others that you know much inriched themselves and freinds by the harvest of this Warre? |
A35045 | Nay how many of our Ships with their lading have the windes( siding against us) carried in to the Kings aide, and our destruction? |
A35045 | What one act of Charity or Mercy have these reformers of Religion done? |
A35045 | against the Petition of Right, against our Allegiance and Protestation? |
A35045 | by what law have they( our Homagers) a voice in the settling of our Militia, and the lawes of our Nation? |
A25322 | And what Flame, what Lightning e''re So great and active force did bear? |
A25322 | Beauty is both; for with the Fair What Arms, what Armour can compare? |
A25322 | Fill up the Bowl then, fill it high, Fill all the Glasses there, for why Should every Creature drink but I, Why, Men of Morals, tell me why? |
A25322 | For why should I, tell me why, Range through the Desart of the Sky? |
A25322 | Free from th ● … thou''st done to me, Who disturbs or seeks out Thee? |
A25322 | HAppy Insect, what can be In happiness compar''d to Thee? |
A25322 | In vain a Breast plate now I wear, Since in my Breast the Foe I bear: In vain my Feet their swiftness try, For from the Body can they fly? |
A25322 | Or let me in sweet Essence dy, And here exhale my O''drous breath Whilst I thy limbs perfuming lye, Who could wish a sweeter death? |
A25322 | The Dove reply''d, what''s this to Thee? |
A25322 | We more cheaply know, Drink, and sing, and reel abroad, For what else should we do, But praise the best the greatest God? |
A25322 | What Steel, what Gold, or Diamond, More Impassible is found? |
A25322 | What to Beauteous Woman- kind, What Arms, what Armour has she assign''d? |
A25322 | Who can alas, their strength express, Arm''d when they themselves undress, Cap- a- pe with Nakedness? |
A25322 | Why do we precious Oyntments shower, Nobler Wines why do we pour, Beauteous Flowers why do we spread, Upon the Monuments of the Dead? |
A25322 | Why does the Mi ● … d up store, Why does he drudg for useless Ore? |
A80716 | And trust that Sea, where she can hardly say, Sh''has known these twenty years one calmy day? |
A80716 | Still canst thou th ● nk it White? |
A80716 | VVhere''s now that Falling- star his Son? |
A80716 | VVhere''s now that Ignis Fatuus, which erewhile Misled our wandring Isle? |
A80716 | VVhere''s the Impostor Cromwell gon? |
A80716 | VVhere''s the large Comet now whose rageing flame So fatall to our Monarchy became? |
A80716 | VVhich o''re our heads in such proud horror stood, Insatiate with our Ruine and our blood? |
A80716 | VVho''s that Heroique Person leads it on, And gives it like a glorious Bride( Richly adorn''d with Nuptiall Pride) Into the hands now of thy Son? |
A80716 | VVill not the Tragique Scene, And Bradshaw''s bloody Ghost affright her there, Her who should never fear? |
A80716 | What are those Two Bright Creatures which we see Walk with the Royall Three In the same Ordeall fire, And mutuall Joys inspire? |
A80716 | Where''s now the Royall Mother, where, To take her mighty share In this so ravishing sight, And with the part she takes to add to the Delight? |
A80716 | Will Justice hazard to be seen VVhere a High Court of Justice e''re has been? |
A80716 | Will Peace her Halcyon Nest venture to build Upon a Shore with Shipwracks fill''d? |
A80716 | Will ever fair Religion appear In these deformed Ruines? |
A80716 | mild and gaullesse Dove, Which dost the pure and candid Dwellings love: Canst thou in Albion still delight? |
A80716 | that blessed Pair behold, Which the abused People fondly sold For the bright Fruit of the Forbidden Tree, By seeking all like gods to be? |
A80716 | why art Thou not here, Thou always Best, and now the Happiest Queen, To see our Joy, and with new Joy be seen? |
A80716 | will she clear Th''Augaean Stables of her Churches here? |
A34832 | But she that now with so much grief and care The op''ning of the War do''s apprehend,( Who can believe it?) |
A34832 | Or Monsters of the Caledonian Wood? |
A34832 | Or their sad ignominious Death relate VVho to the cruel Victors Mercy yield? |
A34832 | The Wines which from the Conduits freely run Why should I name? |
A34832 | This frantic Valour Heav''n do''s not allow, Is it Ambitious Pride that spurs you on To''a glorious Death by such a noble Foe? |
A34832 | VVhy do you, Opdam, to your Ruin run? |
A34832 | VVhy should I recollect the Glorious Fate Of Lords who bravely fighting dy''d in Field? |
A34832 | What God himself can extricate and save Thee( Sacred Charles) from Fortunes Cruel Net? |
A34832 | What Madness is it, Holland, to contend With England for the Watry VVorld''s Command? |
A34832 | What a prodigious Harvest through the Field Is reap''t by Fiery Rupert''s conquering Sword? |
A34832 | What cruel Serpent of the Furies Brood, Unhappy England, did thy Health confound? |
A34832 | What heaps are by the Pious Monarch kill''d? |
A34832 | What place will to the Conquer''d help afford? |
A34832 | What should they do? |
A34832 | in vain so brave, Who can preserve Thee every where beset? |
A19481 | Amazement strikes him dumbe what shall he doe? |
A19481 | And was this all? |
A19481 | At last resolv''d, how shall I seeke, sayd hee To excuse my selfe, dearest PHILOCRATES; That I from thee have hid this secrecie? |
A19481 | But see how soone these pleasures fade away, How neere to Evening is delights short Day? |
A19481 | Come Love, why stayest thou? |
A19481 | Could NASO write Thus young such witty Poems? |
A19481 | Could ever former Age brag of a Youth So forward at these yeares? |
A19481 | How many objects charme my wandring eye, And bid my soule gaze there eternally? |
A19481 | How shall she ease her heart? |
A19481 | How soone will they grow Fruit? |
A19481 | Is''t Eccho answeres, tell me then thy will, I will, shee said? |
A19481 | Me g ● iefe and wonder wak''d: What should I doe? |
A19481 | Or with what language frame Excuse? |
A19481 | Or with what language speake her inward smart? |
A19481 | Shall we blame Nature for this? |
A19481 | TO whom shall I my Sorrowes show? |
A19481 | Then heare me, sayd PHILETVS; but why? |
A19481 | What Husbandman would any sweat refuse, To reape at last such fruit, his labours vse? |
A19481 | What shall hee doe? |
A19481 | What shall shee doe? |
A19481 | What then? |
A19481 | What though our cruell parents angry bee? |
A19481 | What though our friends( alas) are too vnkind? |
A34821 | ANd the vain people, alwaies prone to ill, Follow not precept, but example still: For they disgrac''d themselves by what they do? |
A34821 | And can there be no temperate Region knowne, Betwixt the Frigid, and the Torrid- Zone? |
A34821 | And have no share of what should in you be, The chief of Attributes, just Clemency? |
A34821 | And why? |
A34821 | And why? |
A34821 | But stay; who have we next? |
A34821 | Ca n''t all our sad Petitions? |
A34821 | Can they whole Shopbooks write, and yet not know If Bishops have a Right Divine or no? |
A34821 | For if we ca n''t indure t''obey one King, What shall we do if we a thousand bring? |
A34821 | For what''s the King with a full pow''r to sway, When there are left no Subjects to obey? |
A34821 | For who can sing? |
A34821 | How can we exercise Religion now, When want of Lawes doth liberty allow To all prophanenesse? |
A34821 | How many Justices did wealth advance, That had nothing to show, but ignorance? |
A34821 | How many Swine does this make in a yeare, If all were Sowes that wallow in the mire? |
A34821 | If Sacriledge to steale from Churches bee, What''s he that steales a Church, nay two or three? |
A34821 | If we were wet before, shall we desire No remedy, but a consuming fire? |
A34821 | Is this Religion, when each Souldier dares Become a Bishop, to correct our Prayers, And new- coine all our orders? |
A34821 | Is''t not as great a glory, to forget An injury, as take revenge for it? |
A34821 | Learning''s the Lamp o''th''Land, that shines so bright, Are you s''immodest to put out the light? |
A34821 | Must we, to help us, make our wrongs the more? |
A34821 | No Organ; Idolls to the eare they be: No Anthemes; why? |
A34821 | No Surplices; no? |
A34821 | Oh by all means; but how? |
A34821 | On Geece and Capons, with what zeale they fed? |
A34821 | Or can they sweep their doors, and shops so well, And for to cleanse a State as yet not tell? |
A34821 | THe under- Foggers, with their dagled gownes, Like Sampsons foxes tailes, inflame the Townes, Make Suits, as Conjurers raise winds, and why? |
A34821 | Temples which pious Fathers have erected For Divine VVorships, how are they rejected? |
A34821 | They''re of rags Rome, I think: what would you have? |
A34821 | VVhere''s then our hope? |
A34821 | VVould you''ve Religion? |
A34821 | WHy then? |
A34821 | What if we have been injur''d heretofore? |
A34821 | What need an enemy the walls to beat, When the defendents sins doe ope the gate? |
A34821 | What would you have good soules? |
A34821 | What''s next? |
A34821 | You might track plate, like beasts, to th''Lyons den, How much went in, but none came out agen? |
A34821 | You that are call''d divine; nay Gods, why then Do you degenerate to worse then men? |
A34821 | a reformation? |
A34821 | can our charmes Of people, groaning under the Alarmes of bloodie broiles, nor slaughter''d Subjects cries, Move you to end our endlesse miseries? |
A34821 | why do you still With all your force strive to prolong our ill? |
A34821 | why none, I crave? |
A34821 | you tott''ring Bases of our Land, Who at this wave- tost Kingdomes Sterne doe stand, Why did you first begin? |
A34821 | your sex so cruell to the Gown? |
A70171 | Against my Genius vainly strive? |
A70171 | Alas, what would you have me do? |
A70171 | But it pales in your Game — Ay, but how do you know Sir, How often your Neighbour breaks up your Enclosure? |
A70171 | Estne verus Petri Successor? |
A70171 | F. Or one or two at most; And is''t not hard t o''ve All your Labour lost? |
A70171 | F. To thee sayst? |
A70171 | For too much Love or Negligence? |
A70171 | How all unlike the Iolly Thing we knew? |
A70171 | I''ll keep Counsel, ne''r fear it, Is it she? |
A70171 | IS Sylvia then to learn the Art of Love, Who with that Passion every Breast inspires? |
A70171 | If you retire, what Damps of black Despair Must cloud the World( no longer made your Care?) |
A70171 | Must I take off my Glass too? |
A70171 | Must her Name be a Secret? |
A70171 | Must your Quarrels as long as your Glasses continue? |
A70171 | Natis in usum laetitiae Scyphis,& c. WHat Boys, are ye mad? |
A70171 | P. M. EST ne Papa Christianus? |
A70171 | P. None, say you Sir? |
A70171 | P. Speak you to me? |
A70171 | Prithee that Ca nt give o''r, or who will read? |
A70171 | Quid deinde egerit, rogas? |
A70171 | The Levite it keeps from Parochial Duty, For who can at once mind Religion and Beauty? |
A70171 | The first, who is it that denies? |
A70171 | This ev''n common Sense destroys; This the wise Eunuch well disproves, Is''t fit that I, who know no Joys, Should die, ye Gods, because she loves? |
A70171 | To have your Works on Bulks all dusty lye, And all your Thoughts for want of Readers dye? |
A70171 | What Hag has stoln the Friend and Man away? |
A70171 | What Monster is he metamorphos''d to? |
A70171 | What a P — should we fight for? |
A70171 | What pity''t is she only should not prove What mighty Charms there are in soft Desires? |
A70171 | Who could Instruct the Young or Chear the Old? |
A70171 | Who could alas deep Mysteries unfold? |
A70171 | Who could like you in lively Colours paint Death''s gastly Face to each expiring Saint? |
A70171 | Why should I by your Method live? |
A70171 | Yet I in Silence still admire, Have gaz''d till I have stole a Fire; A mighty Crime in one you hate; Yet who can see and shun the Fate? |
A70171 | Your precious Lines serv''d up to Nocks, or Pye? |
A70171 | for what Offence? |
A70171 | how I hill the Air? |
A70171 | is the Dutch Devil in ye? |
A70171 | then Iack prethee tell us Thy new Mistresses Name: What a Mischief art Jealous? |
A70171 | too far, I have mistook my way, I would return, and yet what can I say? |
A70171 | what is''t I would not fear? |
A34834 | 18. Who''s that Heroick Person leads it on, And gives it like a glorious Bride( Richly adorn''d with Nuptial Pride) Into the hands now of thy Son? |
A34834 | Alas, what virtue hath sufficient Arms, T''oppose bright Honour, and soft Pleasures Charms? |
A34834 | And gather husks of Learning up at last, Now the Rich Harvest time of Life is past, And Winter marches on so fast? |
A34834 | And to her thus, raising his thoughtful head, The Melancholy Cowley said, Ah wanton foe, dost thou upbraid The Ills which thou thy self hast made? |
A34834 | And trust that Sea, where she can hardly say, Sh''has known these twenty years one calmy day? |
A34834 | Art thou return''d at last, said she, To this forsaken place and me? |
A34834 | But say, Ingratefull Mistress, say, What, for all this, what didst Thou ever pay? |
A34834 | Can all your Tap''stries, or your Pictures show More beauties than in Herbs and Flowers do grow? |
A34834 | Cruel Sex, will you depose us too in Wit? |
A34834 | Do''st thou not see thy Prince, in purple clad all o''re, Not purple brought from the Sidonian shore, But made at home with richer gore? |
A34834 | Does art through pipes, a purer water bring, Than that which nature strains into a spring? |
A34834 | Dost thou not see the Roses, which adorn The thorny Garland, by him worn? |
A34834 | Dost thou not see the livid traces Of the sharp scourges rude embraces? |
A34834 | How shall I grasp this boundless thing? |
A34834 | Is it not there that sleep( and only there) Nor noise without, nor cares within does fear? |
A34834 | Is there a place, doth better helps supply, Against the wounds of Winters cruelty? |
A34834 | Is there an Ayr that gentl''er does asswage The mad Celestial Dogs, or Lyons rage? |
A34834 | Still canst thou think it White? |
A34834 | The heart of Man what Art can er''e reveal? |
A34834 | Thou Prodigal, who didst so loosely waste Of all thy Youthful years, the good Estate; Art thou return''d here, to repent too late? |
A34834 | Unhappy Man, can''st thou stand by, and see All this as patient, as he? |
A34834 | VVealth for its power doe we honour and adore? |
A34834 | VVhat do I mean? |
A34834 | VVhere are the men who bragg''d that God did bless, And with the marks of good success Signe his allowance of their wickedness? |
A34834 | VVho now, what Reader does not strive T''invalidate the gift whilst w''are alive? |
A34834 | VVill you allow me th''honourable chain? |
A34834 | VVill you into your Sacred throng admit The meanest Brittish VVit? |
A34834 | What are those Two Bright Creatures which we see Walk with the Royal Three In the same Ordeal fire, And mutual Ioys inspire? |
A34834 | What shall I play? |
A34834 | What should she do? |
A34834 | What wisdom can their magick force repell? |
A34834 | Wher''s now that Ignis Fatuus which e''rewhile Mis- lead our wandring Isle? |
A34834 | Where''s now that Falling- star his Son? |
A34834 | Where''s now the Royal Mother, where, To take her mighty share In this so ravishing sight, And with the part she takes to add to the Delight? |
A34834 | Where''s the Impostor Cromwell gon? |
A34834 | Where''s the large Comet now whose raging flame So fatal to our Monarchy became? |
A34834 | Which o''re our heads in such proud horror stood, Insatiate with our Ruine and our Blood? |
A34834 | Why should a Soul, so virtuous, and so great, Lose it self thus in an Obscure retreat? |
A34834 | Will Iustice hazard to be seen Where a High Court of Iustice e''re has been? |
A34834 | Will Peace her Halcyon Nest venture to build Upon a Shore with Shipwracks fill''d? |
A34834 | Will ever fair Religion appear In these deformed Ruins? |
A34834 | Will not the Tragique Scene, And Bradshaw''s bloody Ghost affright her there, Her who should never fear? |
A34834 | Would I a house for happiness erect? |
A34834 | You Gen''ral Councel of the Priests of Fame, VVill you not murmur and disdain, That I place among you claim, The humblest Deacon of her train? |
A34834 | mild and gaulless Dove, Which dost the pure and candid Dwellings love: Canst thou in Albion still delight? |
A34834 | that Blessed Pair behold, Which the abused People fondly sold For the bright Fruit of the Forbidden Tree, By seeking all like gods to be? |
A34834 | what shall I sing? |
A34834 | what thoughts do me misguide? |
A34834 | who can forgive thee this? |
A34834 | why art Thou not here, Thou always Best, and now the Happiest Queen, To see our Ioy, and with new Ioy be seen? |
A34834 | will she clear Th''Augaean Stables of her Churches here? |
A34835 | And have we, have we seen of late Lesse change of Habits there, than Governments in Thee? |
A34835 | And made even of our Sons a prey? |
A34835 | Are we then so unhappy as to be conquered by the person, whom we hired at a daily rate, like a Labourer, to conquer others for us? |
A34835 | Art thou the Country which didst hate, And mock the French Inconstancy? |
A34835 | Boldnesse, or Brutishnesse? |
A34835 | But did Cromwell think, like Nero, to set the City on fire, onely that he might have the honour of being founder of a new and more beautiful one? |
A34835 | But here''s at last an end of him; And where''s now the fruit of all that bloud and calamity which his Ambition has cost the World? |
A34835 | But what do I speak of his wicked inventions for getting money? |
A34835 | Curst be the Man( what do I wish? |
A34835 | How has it snatcht our Flocks and Herds away? |
A34835 | In his fair hand( what need was there of more?) |
A34835 | In what oblique, and humble creeping wise Does the mischievous Serpent rise? |
A34835 | It was dissolved; Who dissolved it? |
A34835 | It was extinguisht; Who was it but Cromwell, who not onely put out the Light, but cast away even the very snuff of it? |
A34835 | One Brother''s death what do I mean to name, A small Oblation to Revenge and Fame? |
A34835 | Rashnesse, or Phrensie? |
A34835 | Tell me not she her self at list was slain; Did she not first seven years( a Life- time) reign? |
A34835 | The Government was broken; Who broke it? |
A34835 | Was ever Riches gotten by your Golden Mediocrities? |
A34835 | Was it not so? |
A34835 | What Bloud, Confusion, Ruin, to obtain A short and miserable Reign? |
A34835 | What Rivers stain''d with Bloud have been? |
A34835 | What Sores deform''d the Ulcerous State? |
A34835 | What Storm and Hail- shot have we seen? |
A34835 | What croaking Sects and Vermine has it sent The restlesse Nation to torment? |
A34835 | What darknesse to be felt has buried us of late? |
A34835 | What greedy Troups, what armed power Of Flies and Locusts to devour The Land which every where they fill? |
A34835 | What shall wee call this? |
A34835 | What then shall we say? |
A34835 | What? |
A34835 | Where is it? |
A34835 | Why do I name the Lordly Creature Man? |
A34835 | Without a Law or Rule to sayl, And rather take the Winds, then Heavens to be their Guide? |
A34835 | and to make no lesse frequent use of the most solemn Perjuries than the looser sort of People do of customary Oaths? |
A34835 | and what have we suffer''d? |
A34835 | did we fight for Liberty against our Prince, that we might become Slaves to our Servant? |
A34835 | not abstaining from Rebellion and Usurpation even against his own Laws as well as those of the Nation? |
A34835 | or the Supreme place attained to by Virtues that must not stir out the middle? |
A34835 | that he did all this by Witchcraft? |
A34835 | that he should have the power or boldnesse to put his Prince and Master to an open and infamous death? |
A34835 | to banish that numerous, and strongly- allied Family? |
A34835 | to break his faith with all Enemies, and with all Friends equally? |
A34835 | to fight against Monarchy when he declared for it, and declare against it when he contrived for it in his own person? |
A34835 | to pretend freedom for all men, and under the help of that petence to make all men his servants? |
A34835 | to pretend the defence of Parliaments, and violently to dissolve all even of his own calling, and almost choosing? |
A34835 | to quarrel for the losse of three or four Eares, and strike off three or four hundred Heads? |
A34835 | to receive a Commission for King and Parliament, to murder( as I said) the one, and destroy no lesse impudently the other? |
A34835 | to seek to entail this usurpation upon his Posterity, and with it an endlesse War upon the Nation? |
A34835 | to set up Counsels of Rapine, and Courts of Murder? |
A34835 | to take Arms against Taxes of scarce two hundred thousand pounds a year, and to raise them himself to above two Milions? |
A34835 | to undertake the Reformation of Religion, to rob it even to the very skin, and then to expose it naked to the rage of all Sects and Heresies? |
A34835 | to usurp three Kingdoms without any shadow of the least pretensions, and to govern them as unjustly as he got them? |
A34835 | what have we seen? |
A80722 | And have we, have we seen of late Lesse change of Habits there, than Governments in Thee? |
A80722 | And made even of our Sons a prey? |
A80722 | Are we then so unhappy as to be conquered by the person, whom we hired at a daily rate, like a Labourer, to conquer others for us? |
A80722 | Art thou the Country which didst hate, And mock the French Inconstancy? |
A80722 | Boldnesse, or Brutishnesse? |
A80722 | But did Cromwell think, like Nero, to set the City on fire, onely that he might have the honour of being founder of a new and more beautiful one? |
A80722 | But here''s at last an end of him; And where''s now the fruit of all that bloud and calamity which his Ambition has cost the World? |
A80722 | But what do I speak of his wicked inventions for getting money? |
A80722 | Curst be the Man( what do I wish? |
A80722 | How has it snatcht our Flocks and Herds away? |
A80722 | In his fair hand( what need was there of more?) |
A80722 | In what oblique, and humble creeping wise Does the mischievous Serpent rise? |
A80722 | It was dissolved; Who dissolved it? |
A80722 | It was extinguisht; Who was it but Cromwell, who not onely put out the Light, but cast away even the very snuff of it? |
A80722 | One Brother''s death what do I mean to name, A small Oblation to Revenge and Fame? |
A80722 | Rashnesse, or Phrensie? |
A80722 | Tell me not she her self at last was slain; Did she not first seven years( a Life- time) reign? |
A80722 | The Government was broken; Who broke it? |
A80722 | Was ever Riches gotten by your Golden Mediocrities? |
A80722 | Was it not so? |
A80722 | What Bloud, Confusion, Ruin, to obtain A short and m ● serable Reign? |
A80722 | What Rivers stain''d with Bloud have been? |
A80722 | What Sores deform''d the Ulcerous State? |
A80722 | What Storm and Hail- shot have we seen? |
A80722 | What croaking Sects and Vermine has it sent The restlesse Nation to torment? |
A80722 | What darknesse to be felt has buried us of late? |
A80722 | What greedy Troups, what armed power Of Flies and Locusts to devour The Land which every where they fill? |
A80722 | What shall wee call this? |
A80722 | What then shall we say? |
A80722 | What? |
A80722 | Where is it? |
A80722 | Why do I name the Lordly Creature Man? |
A80722 | Without a Law or Rule to sayl, And rather take the Winds, then Heavens to be their Guide? |
A80722 | and to make no lesse frequent use of the most solemn Perjuries than the looser sort of People do of customary Oaths? |
A80722 | and what have we suffer''d? |
A80722 | did we fight for Liberty against our Prince, that we might become Slaves to our Servant? |
A80722 | not abstaining from Rebellion and Usurpation even against his own Laws as well as those of the Nation? |
A80722 | or the Supreme place attained to by Virtues that must not stir out the middle? |
A80722 | that he did all this by Witchcraft? |
A80722 | that he should have the power or boldnesse to put his Prince and Master to an open and infamous death? |
A80722 | to banish that numerous, and strongly- allied Family? |
A80722 | to break his faith with all Enemies, and with all Friends equally? |
A80722 | to fight against Monarchy when he declared for it, and declare against it when he contrived for it in his own person? |
A80722 | to pretend freedom for all men, and under the help of that petence to make all men his servants? |
A80722 | to pretend the defence of Parliaments, and violently to dissolve all even of his own calling, and almost choosing? |
A80722 | to quarrel for the losse of three or four Eares, and strike off three or four hundred Heads? |
A80722 | to receive a Commission for King and Parliament, to murder( as I said) the one, and destroy no lesse impudently the other? |
A80722 | to seek to entail this usurpation upon his Posterity, and with it an endlesse War upon the Nation? |
A80722 | to set up Counsels of Rapine, and Courts of Murder? |
A80722 | to take Arms against Taxes of scarce two hundred thousand pounds a year, and to raise them himself to above two Milions? |
A80722 | to undertake the Reformation of Religion, to rob it even to the very skin, and then to expose it naked to the rage of all Sects and Heresies? |
A80722 | to usurp three Kingdoms without any shadow of the least pretensions, and to govern them as unjustly as he got them? |
A80722 | what have we seen? |
A34824 | 1: I''Le on; for what should hinder me From Loving, and Enjoying Thee? |
A34824 | Ah wretch: I seem to touch her now, but, oh, What boundlesse spaces do us part? |
A34824 | Among the Woods and Forrests thou art found, There Bores and Lions thou dost tame; Is not my heart a noble game? |
A34824 | BY Heaven I''le tell her boldly that''t is Shee; Why should She asham''d or angry be, To be belov''d by Mee? |
A34824 | But oh, what other heart is there, Which sighs and crouds to hers so neer? |
A34824 | But who can blame them now? |
A34824 | But, ah, what''s this, if she refuse, To hear the wholesome Doctrines of my Muse? |
A34824 | Can Gold, alas, with Thee compare? |
A34824 | Can that for true love passe, When a faire woman courts her glass? |
A34824 | Can you the shore Inconstant call, Which still as Waves passe by, embraces all? |
A34824 | DIscreet? |
A34824 | Dull, sottish God of Love, and can it be Thou understand''st not Raillerie? |
A34824 | FAirest thing that shines below, Why in this robe dost thou appear? |
A34824 | FOr Heavens sake what d''you mean to do? |
A34824 | For if the chiefest Christian Head Was by this sturdy Tyrant buffeted, What wonder is it, if weak I be slain? |
A34824 | From Paradise shut for evermore, What good is''t that an angell shut the Door? |
A34824 | Had it thou found each womans breast( The Lands where thou hast travelled) Either by Savages possest, Or wild, and uninhabited? |
A34824 | How could it be so faire, and you away? |
A34824 | How could the Trees be beauteous, Flowers so gay? |
A34824 | How happy here should I, And one dear She, live, and embracing dye? |
A34824 | How long a space since first I lov''d it is? |
A34824 | How many Loves raigne in my bosome now? |
A34824 | How many Loves, yet all of you? |
A34824 | How would those learned trees have followed you? |
A34824 | I''Have often wisht to love; what shall I doe? |
A34824 | I''me sure her Beauties can not greater grow; Why should my Love do so? |
A34824 | IMpossibilities? |
A34824 | If Tall, the Name of Proper slays; If faire, shee''s pleasant as the Light; If Low, her Prettinesse does please; If Black, what Lover loves not Night? |
A34824 | If so it be, one place both hearts contain, For what do they complain? |
A34824 | If thou, my Deare, Thy selfe shouldst prize, Alas, what value would suffice? |
A34824 | In vain, exceedingly in vain I rage sometimes, and bite my Chaine; For to what purpose do I bite With Teeth, which nere will break it quite? |
A34824 | Is it a Sinne to Love, that it should thus Like an ill Conscience torture us? |
A34824 | Is''t possible they should not know, What losse of honour they sustaine, That thus they smile and flourish now, And still their former pride retaine? |
A34824 | NO; to what purpose should I speak? |
A34824 | No, satisfie me first; For who would Physick potions give To one that dies with Thirst? |
A34824 | Of Peace and yeelding who would doubt, When the White Flags he sees hung out? |
A34824 | Oh, when in you shall I My selfe, eas''d of unpeacefull thoughts, espy? |
A34824 | Once dead, how can it be, Death should a thing so pleasant seem to Thee, That thou shouldst come to live it o''re again in Mee? |
A34824 | Or can you faults with Pilots finde For changing course, yet never blame the wind? |
A34824 | TAke heed, take heed thou lovely Maid, Not be by glittering ills betraid; Thy selfe for Mony? |
A34824 | TEach me to Love? |
A34824 | THese full two howers now have I gazing been, What comfort by it can I gain? |
A34824 | THou rob''st my Daies of businesse and delights, Of sleep thou rob''st my Nights: Ah lovely Thiefe, what wilt thou doe? |
A34824 | THy Mayd? |
A34824 | Tears that bewinter all my Year? |
A34824 | Tell mee, yee mighty Three, what shall I doe To be like one of you? |
A34824 | Th''old Patriarchs age and not their happiness too Why does hard fate to us restore? |
A34824 | That had as leife the same waves alwaies love, Did they not from him move? |
A34824 | The dolefull Ariadne so, On the wide shore forsaken stood: False Theseus, whither dost thou go? |
A34824 | This blasted Tree predestines it; Goe tie the dismall Knot( why shouldst thou live? |
A34824 | This silly Wiseman, who pretends to know, Ask''t why I look''d so pale, and trembled so? |
A34824 | Thou''unwholsome Thaw to frozen Age? |
A34824 | WHat Mines of Sulphur in my breast do lye, That feed th''eternall burnings of my heart? |
A34824 | WHat new- found Witchcraft was in thee, With thine own Cold to kindle Mee? |
A34824 | WHat shall I do to be for ever knowne, And make the Age to come my owne? |
A34824 | WIth more then Iewish Reverence as yet Doe I the Sacred Name conceal; When, yee kind Starres, ah when will it bee fit His Gentle Myst''ery to reveal? |
A34824 | What a few words from thy rich stock did take The Leaves and Beauties all? |
A34824 | What can men learn from Starres, they scarce can see? |
A34824 | What courtesie can Love do more, Then joyne Hearts, that parted were before? |
A34824 | What dangers oughtst thou not to dread, When Love that''s Blind, is by blind Fortune led? |
A34824 | What do I seek, alas, or what do I Attempt in vain from thee to fly? |
A34824 | What gaines in such a bargain are? |
A34824 | What ill returnes dost thou allow? |
A34824 | What joy couldst take, or what repose In Countries so unciviliz''d as those? |
A34824 | What lover can like me complain, Who first lov''d vainly, next in vaine? |
A34824 | What new found Rhetorick is thine? |
A34824 | What service can mute Fishes doe to Thee? |
A34824 | What should those Poets meane of old That made their God to wooe in God? |
A34824 | What? |
A34824 | When next I see my fair One, we shall know, How worthlesse thou art of her bed? |
A34824 | When will our Love bee Nam''d, and we possesse That Christning as a Badge of Happinesse? |
A34824 | Why does Loves Fire thus to Mankind renew, What the Flood washt away before? |
A34824 | Yet I must on; what sound i st''strikes mine eare? |
A34824 | Yet Love, alas, and Life in Mee Are not two severall things, but purely one, At once how can there in it be A double different Motion? |
A34824 | Yet how do Tears but from some Vapours rise? |
A34824 | couldst thou think to flee From Truth and Goodnesse, yet keep Unity? |
A34824 | rob me of Heaven too? |
A34824 | what advice can I receive? |
A34824 | what means this word Discreet? |
A34824 | when, shall I be made The happy Tenant of your shade? |
A34824 | you''r very rich,''t is true; But prithee Foole what''s that to Love, and Mee? |
A34823 | ''Slid, canst thou not see my meaning? |
A34823 | ''Slid, will they tro ● ble a man when he''s a dying? |
A34823 | ''T is not so much worth i''faith Sir; what do you mean Sir? |
A34823 | ''T is well, I''m glad to see you in you Priams; but for all your Priams, and your Killisses, what ha''you done with my Son? |
A34823 | ''T were a meere folly, were it not Aurelia? |
A34823 | ''t is fine,''t is very fine: now i''your wisdom, now what may be? |
A34823 | ''t is very well if my son come to observe me i''my old days, you will observe me? |
A34823 | ( Muses? |
A34823 | ( What shall I do?) |
A34823 | ( Will nothing do?) |
A34823 | ( strikes him) Nay I remember what you said we lookt like Did we look like what- d''ye- call- ums? |
A34823 | ( within) Who calls? |
A34823 | A Landress? |
A34823 | A Priest, Cutter? |
A34823 | A game at chess? |
A34823 | A pox upon you, Dogrel; are you there? |
A34823 | A slave that poisons Gentlemen, to keep his hand in ure Must a slave come up stairs mount the bank for money, and not be dishonoured down? |
A34823 | A word i''you ear, Landlady: Can you accommodate us with two shillings? |
A34823 | An''these be your visions — Little did I think''t were — Is this your religion and praying? |
A34823 | And can you tell in private such a Gentleman that you heard me speak in commendation of him, and that I dreamt of him last night? |
A34823 | And how does Nell, and little bonny Bess? |
A34823 | And how does Ralph? |
A34823 | And how dost, man o''blood? |
A34823 | And must we marry then? |
A34823 | And never change their faith? |
A34823 | And prithee now, Aurelia, tell me truly, Are any women constant in their vowes? |
A34823 | And say that I was longing t''other day, for such a jewel or such a toy? |
A34823 | And the widdows round- headed kindred? |
A34823 | And what says my hour- glass now? |
A34823 | And what will you do now, fair Gammer Lucia, you that contemn''d the Colonel? |
A34823 | And what? |
A34823 | And when the good Knight''s dicing, or at bowls, or gathering notes in private out o''Romances; might not Dogrel have a bit? |
A34823 | And when you see a friend with me, or so, that I would be private with; you can stay i''the next room, and see that no body come in, to interrupt us? |
A34823 | And you can lay me on a Fucus hansomly? |
A34823 | And you remember my brothers humour, do n''t you? |
A34823 | Are Oathes but complements? |
A34823 | Are all barbarous here? |
A34823 | Are their tears true and solid when they weep? |
A34823 | Are ye broke loose from Bedlam? |
A34823 | Are you an English- man, Sir? |
A34823 | Are you mad? |
A34823 | As well as a man of worth can do in these days, where deserts are so little regarded: if Wars come once, who but Cutter? |
A34823 | At your command Mr. Puny? |
A34823 | Aur The widow? |
A34823 | Aurelia? |
A34823 | Before my Marriage too? |
A34823 | Besides, what parts hast thou? |
A34823 | Bla What do you mean, Gentlemen? |
A34823 | Bravely done, Tabytha: what thinkst thou now o''thy mother? |
A34823 | But Dogrel, how wilt thou be made like that Cinque- ● ater? |
A34823 | But are you prepar''d to cheat, in your own behalf, and mine? |
A34823 | But canst thou put off swearing with Buffe? |
A34823 | But how shall I represent this Anthropophagus? |
A34823 | But pray, Mr. Truman, what shall we do when we are married? |
A34823 | But prithee, why did you two Pythagorians fall out? |
A34823 | But suppose all this, what''s this to Dogrel? |
A34823 | But what d''ye mean, son? |
A34823 | But who can help it? |
A34823 | But who shall do trusty Iohn? |
A34823 | By what Country- men were you taken? |
A34823 | By your leave, Sir; would you speak with any here? |
A34823 | Can M. Dogrel dance too, husband? |
A34823 | Can they continue a whole week? |
A34823 | Can you love me, Beauty? |
A34823 | Canst thou read the Bible? |
A34823 | Canst thou refuse to do all this for her, For whom th''ast damn''d thy self? |
A34823 | Canst thou write more then thine own name? |
A34823 | Captain? |
A34823 | Come hither Guiny brother; what say you? |
A34823 | Come hither, Will, what think you of these two fellows? |
A34823 | Come, Captain, shall you and I drink hand to hand? |
A34823 | Come, Duckling, shall we go home? |
A34823 | Come, Tabytha, let''s be merry: Canst thou sing a catch, wench? |
A34823 | Come, my masters, will you go in? |
A34823 | Come, what device is this? |
A34823 | Contemn''d by all? |
A34823 | Cost thou sing Fortune my foe still with thy brother Poet? |
A34823 | Creditors? |
A34823 | Cutter? |
A34823 | D''ye hear me, Lucia? |
A34823 | D''ye hear, Sir — by Heaven I lay with her, but we were contracted first — will you be pleas''d to hear me? |
A34823 | D''ye know this piece of gold, Sir, which you broke? |
A34823 | D''ye remember, Dogrel? |
A34823 | D''ye speak thus always? |
A34823 | Dares your husband trust me alone With you so long? |
A34823 | Did ever Basket- maker talk thus? |
A34823 | Did not I warn you o''these what- d''ye- call- ums? |
A34823 | Did not I warn you, Iohn, of such strange what- d''ye- call ums? |
A34823 | Did not you consent with that damn''d Physitian to give me poyson? |
A34823 | Did not you know us, Will? |
A34823 | Did you not? |
A34823 | Did you observe her eye, Aurelia? |
A34823 | Did your Master look like a wicked boat- man? |
A34823 | Didst not thou once act the Clown in Musidorus? |
A34823 | Didst thou enjoy her then? |
A34823 | Didst thou enjoy her? |
A34823 | Do not married people use to sleep? |
A34823 | Do you know me, Captain? |
A34823 | Do you mean the name that was given me at the Font? |
A34823 | Do? |
A34823 | Does any man here accuse me of any thing? |
A34823 | Dog I like thy wit yet wench, what is''t? |
A34823 | Dost thou know me, man? |
A34823 | Fairest nymph, I swear to thee, The later part was made ex tempore? |
A34823 | Farewel? |
A34823 | Font? |
A34823 | Font? |
A34823 | Forget thee, Lucia? |
A34823 | Four hundred pound a yeer cashier''d? |
A34823 | Friend, shall I trouble you to shew me where your house of office is? |
A34823 | Give me thy hand i''faith, boy: is''t possible that thou shouldst be alive still? |
A34823 | Go home? |
A34823 | Ha''you done? |
A34823 | Ha''you giv''n''um any thing? |
A34823 | Ha''you no other place to play your tricks in, but at my door? |
A34823 | Ha? |
A34823 | Hadst thou made one i''faith? |
A34823 | Has one day spoil''d it? |
A34823 | Has your money exalted you? |
A34823 | Hast thou found it out? |
A34823 | Have you then lien with her? |
A34823 | He esteem her? |
A34823 | He said a prayer last night so zealously, that all the house heard him, did they not? |
A34823 | He that best pleases her, take her a Gods name, and allow the tother a pension: What think you, gallants? |
A34823 | Here, Sir? |
A34823 | How can a Play pass safely, when we know, Cheapside- Cross falls for making but a show? |
A34823 | How do you feel your self? |
A34823 | How do you, Captain? |
A34823 | How do you, Sir? |
A34823 | How do you, brother? |
A34823 | How do you, widow? |
A34823 | How do you? |
A34823 | How dost do, Dick? |
A34823 | How durst thou do it? |
A34823 | How hast thou done this great while? |
A34823 | How is''t? |
A34823 | How like ye this my gallants? |
A34823 | How long dost thou think has this night worn her mourning- gown, and lookt like a funeral? |
A34823 | How now, Captain? |
A34823 | How now, Paynims? |
A34823 | How now, varle ● s? |
A34823 | How now? |
A34823 | How now? |
A34823 | How now? |
A34823 | How now? |
A34823 | How say you? |
A34823 | How''s this? |
A34823 | How, Captain? |
A34823 | How, Dogrel, thou the Merchant man? |
A34823 | How, Dogrel? |
A34823 | How, Sirrah? |
A34823 | How? |
A34823 | How? |
A34823 | Hum? |
A34823 | I Tamerlin? |
A34823 | I but how, Captain? |
A34823 | I ha''don''t i''faith, but d''ye see? |
A34823 | I have some business with these two; shall I desire privacy a little while? |
A34823 | I hope you''ll not turn swaggerer? |
A34823 | I know not, Sir; was''t not about your daughter? |
A34823 | I know thou art all goodness, But canst thou pardon, Lucia, that great sin, That high and mighty sin which I have done In doubting of thy faith? |
A34823 | I marry him? |
A34823 | I poysoned? |
A34823 | I ravish her? |
A34823 | I scorn thee — I contracted to thee? |
A34823 | I see this quarrel, Cutter, will come to a quart of wine: shall''s go? |
A34823 | I shall be as great among''um as — Who''s there? |
A34823 | I shall have cause to be angry, I fear: Did not I leave her to his charge, Iohn? |
A34823 | I was a merry grig too then, and would ha''danc''d and cut capers: ha — who but I? |
A34823 | I your brother? |
A34823 | I''faith, was this her writing? |
A34823 | I''m hotter then a dozen of Fevers: give me a cup of Sack there: Shall I die thirsty? |
A34823 | I''m something cholerick, and given to jeering: but what, man? |
A34823 | I, I, my daughter — What d''ye call her? |
A34823 | I, Iohn; but which way did we come? |
A34823 | I, Sir? |
A34823 | I, but how must this be done? |
A34823 | I, my man Iohn? |
A34823 | I, you''d poyson me, wou''d you? |
A34823 | If this be true, what course shall we take, Dogrel? |
A34823 | If ye be raging Lyon- mad, d''ye see that door? |
A34823 | In London? |
A34823 | In what place you left your Will? |
A34823 | In what ship did you come back? |
A34823 | Iohn, What''s your name, Iohn? |
A34823 | Iohn, was I dead five yeers ago? |
A34823 | Is Lucia abus''d? |
A34823 | Is Marriage onely a Parenthesis Betwixt a maid and wife? |
A34823 | Is he carried to prison? |
A34823 | Is he slipt away? |
A34823 | Is it possible There should be women good, if Lucia be not? |
A34823 | Is that a Psalm, brother husband, that you sing? |
A34823 | Is this he Iohn? |
A34823 | Is this true, Colonel? |
A34823 | Is''t even so, Captain? |
A34823 | Kneel not to me, fond woman, but to heav''n; And prithee weep: tears will wash cleaner Ethiops — Wouldst thou have had me been mine own adult''rer? |
A34823 | Know''t? |
A34823 | Luc Will you leave me? |
A34823 | Luc ▪ My husband? |
A34823 | M. Dogrel i''these Players clothes? |
A34823 | May I be so bold, Sir, as to ask, who''t is you mean? |
A34823 | May I not kiss your lips too, dearest Lucia? |
A34823 | Memorandum for my Will: Left to my brother Blade the whole charge of my estate — hum — What did you ask me brother? |
A34823 | Mr. John Timothy? |
A34823 | Must Poet Dogrel? |
A34823 | Must he, forsooth, or I be Master pray? |
A34823 | My Conscience? |
A34823 | My Son? |
A34823 | My Son? |
A34823 | My husband, Sir? |
A34823 | My little Load- stone, art thou here, my little Diamond? |
A34823 | Nay, I dare trust thee, Iane, thou lookst ingenuously: didst thou ever live at Court? |
A34823 | Nay, ne''er dissemble: Are not their lusts unruly, insolent, And as commanding as their beauties are? |
A34823 | Never be drunk again? |
A34823 | No, thou didst use some cursed art to tempt her, Some Philter — Pun Not I by all — what d''ye mean pray, Sir? |
A34823 | Not chuse amiss? |
A34823 | Not poysoned you say? |
A34823 | Not vagrant players, I hope? |
A34823 | Now will I turn Iohn, as round as a Wedding- ring: and if that plot be cut of ● by the nose — Ha? |
A34823 | O Sir, my Son has poyson''d you, I see; there''s no Law yet, is there? |
A34823 | O are you here sweet- heart? |
A34823 | O thank you, M. Dogrel; Can you dance upon the ropes, and tumble? |
A34823 | O, I was telling you brother, that I had quite forgot you: was I not telling him so Iohn? |
A34823 | O, Sir, had you the vertuous impudence to slander a poor maid thus? |
A34823 | O, are you thereabouts? |
A34823 | Of Affrick? |
A34823 | Oh by all means: where''s gentle M. Truman? |
A34823 | Or did you flatter onely? |
A34823 | Or do you renew the decay''d credit of Turnbal- street? |
A34823 | Pardon me, Cousin: And, Mr. Truman, know you have a wife That is as pure and innocent as the thoughts Of dying Saints? |
A34823 | Pox take you, kill one another and be hanged then, doe, stab, why do n''t ye? |
A34823 | Pray, friend, do you know the great City call''d Astervadil, where my name- sake Prester- Iohn keeps his Court? |
A34823 | Prithee, Cutter, what hath exalted Tabytha thus? |
A34823 | Pun I will not kiss thee, my little magazine, till I have washt my face Ha, M. Dogrel, hast thou got no Spouse too? |
A34823 | Quality? |
A34823 | Scorn''d by a mistress? |
A34823 | Shall I call the Cook, Sir? |
A34823 | Shall I let the widow come in? |
A34823 | Shall I stamp Puny on her? |
A34823 | Shall I walk without a sword, and not dare to quarrel i''the streets, and thrust men from the wall? |
A34823 | Shall I, Iacksauce? |
A34823 | Shall we enter, sister? |
A34823 | Shall we sit down and talk a little while? |
A34823 | Shavers, who i the divels name would you guess to be my Mistris? |
A34823 | Sing, Tabytha: Cry on your wedding- day? |
A34823 | Sirrah boy, are the things within that I spoke for? |
A34823 | Sirrah monster, didst not thou come with thy man Iohn? |
A34823 | Sirrah, dost thou see this fist? |
A34823 | Sirrah, how durst you Sirrah? |
A34823 | Slife, outbrav''d by a fellow that has no more valour in him then a womans Tailor? |
A34823 | Slife, who I Sir? |
A34823 | Soft, Sir, d''ye use to take in Towns so soon? |
A34823 | Stay let me see how many yeers ago is''t since we went from home? |
A34823 | Sure, Mr. Truman, you ha''n''t slept of late; If we be married to night, what will You do for sleep? |
A34823 | Tab What do you mean, brother husband? |
A34823 | Tell me what charms,( For I will rip thy heart up but I''ll know it) What witch- craft didst thou use t''entice her thus? |
A34823 | Tell me,( for now I''ll argue mildly with thee) Why should you seek t''undo a harmless maid? |
A34823 | The Bear? |
A34823 | The Captain abuse me? |
A34823 | The Dolphin? |
A34823 | The North? |
A34823 | The opportunity, and impatience of such delays, forc''d me to desire that which else my modesty would not suffer me —( Modesty?) |
A34823 | There shall be no Law, say you? |
A34823 | There''s a whole one now — Come to my bed, my dear; Come to my bed — How was''t? |
A34823 | They''l come i''their garded petticoats, will they not? |
A34823 | This Gentleman, Brother, has stay''d for you here; pray use him kindly, he''s a Traveller: where did you say you travell''d Sir? |
A34823 | To me, Sir, do you speak, or to the wine? |
A34823 | Tru What means this rudeness? |
A34823 | Tru p. Do you know who''t is you speak to, Sir? |
A34823 | Tru p. I bound''um? |
A34823 | Tru p. I cast thee off? |
A34823 | Tru p. You wo''nt bite off my nose? |
A34823 | Truman, Sir? |
A34823 | WHo says the Times do Learning disallow? |
A34823 | Was I so? |
A34823 | Was he? |
A34823 | Was not that business, Lucia? |
A34823 | Was that all? |
A34823 | We want your husband here: Where''s Puny? |
A34823 | Welcome Snapsack, welcome little vermin of Parnassus: how is''t, my Laur ● ate Rhymer? |
A34823 | Well, I absolve''um then; what''s that to you, Sir? |
A34823 | Well, Sir, is the Cook doing according to my directions? |
A34823 | Well, and how dost ifaith now, honest Landlady? |
A34823 | Well, how escap''d you, Iohn, at last? |
A34823 | Were not you the vertuous gentlewoman, with the brown paper- face, that perswaded me to it? |
A34823 | Wert not? |
A34823 | What Captain Sir? |
A34823 | What Country pray? |
A34823 | What an Heliogabalus make you of this wench? |
A34823 | What are these women made of? |
A34823 | What are ye come? |
A34823 | What come from Prester John, and we not drink a cup of Sack together? |
A34823 | What d''ye wonder at? |
A34823 | What did you say your name was? |
A34823 | What do they use to say? |
A34823 | What do ye call it? |
A34823 | What do ye mean bufles? |
A34823 | What do you mean? |
A34823 | What ha''we here? |
A34823 | What is there in me That may deserve your liking? |
A34823 | What is''t, Iohn? |
A34823 | What makes you quake so, Sir? |
A34823 | What more then man can safely pass The Bil ● ows, Rocks, and Monsters of this Ocean, Unless some pow''r Divine, become his Pilot? |
A34823 | What say you, Iohn? |
A34823 | What says old Priam to Achilles great? |
A34823 | What shall I do to bring the days t''an end? |
A34823 | What shall I do? |
A34823 | What shall I say? |
A34823 | What shalt thou do? |
A34823 | What ship? |
A34823 | What should I do, Aurelia? |
A34823 | What think ye, Gentlemen? |
A34823 | What think you of young Truman? |
A34823 | What was he, prithee? |
A34823 | What was your business, pray? |
A34823 | What was your question, pray? |
A34823 | What was''t I was saying? |
A34823 | What would I have thee do? |
A34823 | What would I have thee do? |
A34823 | What would we have done? |
A34823 | What would you ha''me say? |
A34823 | What would you think if I should marry now this very day? |
A34823 | What''s the matter, Poet? |
A34823 | What, husband? |
A34823 | What, is''t in Covent- garden? |
A34823 | What, they''re all of this stamp, are they not? |
A34823 | What, your Spouse, Pury? |
A34823 | What? |
A34823 | What? |
A34823 | What? |
A34823 | What? |
A34823 | What? |
A34823 | What? |
A34823 | What? |
A34823 | What? |
A34823 | What? |
A34823 | What? |
A34823 | What? |
A34823 | What? |
A34823 | What? |
A34823 | Where did they take you prisoners? |
A34823 | Where did you leave your Will when you went away? |
A34823 | Where do you set up? |
A34823 | Where were you born I pray? |
A34823 | Where''s loving Mr. Truman? |
A34823 | Where''s my brother Blade? |
A34823 | Where''s that fool, Puny? |
A34823 | Where''s the wench? |
A34823 | Which of all the Prophets wore such a map about his head, or such a sheet about his neck? |
A34823 | Who are these Iohn? |
A34823 | Who are they? |
A34823 | Who art thou? |
A34823 | Who have you yonder, I pray? |
A34823 | Who''s that? |
A34823 | Who''s that? |
A34823 | Who, I? |
A34823 | Who? |
A34823 | Whom did you say you would speak withall? |
A34823 | Whom ha''you married here? |
A34823 | Whom would he speak with, Iohn? |
A34823 | Whose at the door there? |
A34823 | Why a game at chess more then any other? |
A34823 | Why did he swear to''s father? |
A34823 | Why do you make your husband lead your maid in thus? |
A34823 | Why how now, Dogrel? |
A34823 | Why my little gallimaufry, what Arms and Arts? |
A34823 | Why should he pay so dearly for the loss Of my poor honour, as to sell his soul for''t? |
A34823 | Why should we defer our joys longer, since we are married in heart? |
A34823 | Why should we marry then? |
A34823 | Why should your father be so cruel? |
A34823 | Why shrinkst thou back? |
A34823 | Why the Baltick, Dogrel? |
A34823 | Why the Baltick? |
A34823 | Why what, childe? |
A34823 | Why will you marry me? |
A34823 | Why, are not you my brother Blade that was taken captive by the Tartars? |
A34823 | Why, huswife is not Mr. Truman your husband? |
A34823 | Why? |
A34823 | Will she be malleable, d''ye think? |
A34823 | Will the Fidlers be here presently, boy? |
A34823 | Will they remain Entire without it? |
A34823 | Will you be gone so soon, Sir? |
A34823 | Will you be gone? |
A34823 | Will you knit for your living? |
A34823 | Will you lend, widow? |
A34823 | Will you try how your sons affection stands towards Aurelia? |
A34823 | Will you, Sir, take a seat too? |
A34823 | Wilt thou resist the vision? |
A34823 | Would they not do''t Aurelia? |
A34823 | Would you have spoke with me Sir? |
A34823 | Wouldst thou ha''giv''n me An earnest of the horns I was to wear? |
A34823 | Y''have taken a long journey, Sir''t were best To rest your self a little: Will you sit? |
A34823 | You bid me tell you the truth, what would you ha''me do? |
A34823 | You did enjoy her body? |
A34823 | You did? |
A34823 | You get her? |
A34823 | You have invited a ● l the guests to dinner you talk ● d of? |
A34823 | You know how to dress me, Iane, i''the Court fashion? |
A34823 | You sh ● uld tell me what you want, you shall have any thing — here''s the Captain, a hearty friend of yours — where''s your Daughter, Captain? |
A34823 | You swear''t is true? |
A34823 | You''ll pardon me, Sir? |
A34823 | You''ll stay here Mr. — what''s your name, pray? |
A34823 | You''r rude, Sir: what do you mean? |
A34823 | You''re not in haste you say; pray sit down then: may I crave your name, Sir? |
A34823 | Your names Mr. John Timothy, is it? |
A34823 | a Merchant, a Mercer, a Scrivener, a Taylor, a Butcher, Six Cookes, a dozen of Vintners, and the rest? |
A34823 | a godly Weaver? |
A34823 | a month? |
A34823 | a very idle simple excuse; have you never a better for us? |
A34823 | all alone, Aurelia? |
A34823 | am I fool''d thus? |
A34823 | and I stand here T expostulate with words her injuries? |
A34823 | another Puppet- play? |
A34823 | are they as merry grigs as e''er they were? |
A34823 | are your brains in a litter? |
A34823 | art thou come i''faith? |
A34823 | canst thou abstain in the middle of long grace from crying a plague upon him, the me ● ts cold? |
A34823 | canst thou repeat scripture enough to make a Puritan? |
A34823 | d''ye know this Gentlewoman? |
A34823 | d''ye remember, Robin? |
A34823 | d''ye think I can remember all things? |
A34823 | do not I know what may be? |
A34823 | do these cloathes befit Queen Tabytha ▪ s husband? |
A34823 | don''t you know me? |
A34823 | dost thou see this foot? |
A34823 | dost thou weep, Queen Did ●? |
A34823 | everlasting Knockdown? |
A34823 | fighting like two sea- fishes in a map? |
A34823 | good honest Ralph? |
A34823 | ha you seen her? |
A34823 | hast thou scholarship enough to make a Brewers clerk? |
A34823 | how dost do? |
A34823 | how is''t, Sir? |
A34823 | how? |
A34823 | is not that the fashion? |
A34823 | like one o''yours? |
A34823 | marry a License written with ink and pen: Where did I finde it? |
A34823 | me think''s I was here but yesterday: How the what- d''ye- call-''um runs? |
A34823 | must I drink again, then? |
A34823 | must we dance now? |
A34823 | my old bed- fellow Robin? |
A34823 | my son Iohn? |
A34823 | or cloathes? |
A34823 | or horses? |
A34823 | or with the seam of a shirt for a band? |
A34823 | p. And how do you like her, Dick? |
A34823 | p. Go to, you''re a foolish boy, and know not what''s good for your self: you are? |
A34823 | p. I''m glad you are so religious, Sir; did I bind you too to silence? |
A34823 | p. I, when I bid you do any thing, then you are a hoping; well, what do you hope sir? |
A34823 | p. Speak fairly to my son? |
A34823 | p. That what? |
A34823 | p. Well said, Dick, I see thou lovest me now, Dick; dost thou want any money, Dick? |
A34823 | p. What ca n''t you do, Sir? |
A34823 | p. Why what should ayre him, Captain? |
A34823 | p. Wilt thou have a Physitian, Dick? |
A34823 | p. You shall mean what I please, if you be mine: I must be bound to your meaning? |
A34823 | p. You will not sure? |
A34823 | p. You''ll teach me what may be, will you? |
A34823 | p.''T is true indeed How now, son Dick? |
A34823 | pray do not bite off my nose, I pray, Sir, do not? |
A34823 | prithee how? |
A34823 | shall Empress Tabytha''s husband go as if his head were scalded? |
A34823 | she goes plain, and is a good huswife; which of your spruce mincing squincing dames can make bone- lace like her? |
A34823 | slaying and killing like horse- leaches? |
A34823 | that Rasor of thy nose, those ea ● s that prick up like a Puritanical button- makers of Amsterdam? |
A34823 | the Bride and the Bridegroom go? |
A34823 | the Mermaid? |
A34823 | the melancholy cross- arm''d Gentleman that talks to trees and rivers as he goes by''um? |
A34823 | this hat with a chimny- crown, and brims no broader then a moderate hat- band? |
A34823 | to himself too, l ● ke a Conjurer in a garden? |
A34823 | to that mole- catcher i''th''old Serge? |
A34823 | was''t the Triton? |
A34823 | what are you, pray? |
A34823 | what can he do? |
A34823 | what d''ye mean? |
A34823 | what d''ye mean? |
A34823 | what d''ye think I ha''been doing to day? |
A34823 | what emblem shall we have? |
A34823 | what ha''we here? |
A34823 | what was I going to say, Iohn, to my brother? |
A34823 | what were they? |
A34823 | what will my mother say? |
A34823 | what with that Ember week- face of thine? |
A34823 | what''s that? |
A34823 | what''s the matter? |
A34823 | when shall we steal Apricocks ag ● in? |
A34823 | when shall we walk again into Moor- fields, and rejoyce at the Queens Cake- house? |
A34823 | who else but Colonel Cutter? |
A34823 | why this covering? |
A34823 | why''t was call''d — a thing that swims — How d''ye call it? |
A34823 | will ye, Sir? |
A34823 | will ye? |
A34823 | will you observe me? |
A34823 | with a friend to sight? |
A34823 | yes? |
A34823 | you do''n''t sure: Who am I, pray? |
A34823 | you''re to meet some Gentlemen? |
A34823 | — And what dost thou mean, old man? |
A34823 | — And what dost thou mean, old man? |
A34823 | — and for your minion — marry come up, marry a Chamber- maid? |