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A day, a night, an hour A gentle shepherd born A grievous sigh A King gave thee thy A little board A sail! a sail! A shoe to bear A sort of shepherds suing A strife is grown "A sweet attractive "Above all others Affection fellows Ah, bed! the field where Ah Lycon! Lycon! "Ah, no! It is not dead Ah, where were ye this Ah, wretched boy! Alas! have I not pain Alas! whence came this Alcides' speckled poplar Alike they bite All these and many more All these are good All things are ready All summer long aloft All the world's All winds are hurtful All you that will hold All you that love! "Although thy beauty And after him, full And as a ship in safe And as in Arden And as it is the soldiers And as a skilful fowler And blust'ring BOREAS And do I see some cause And even with the And every one did And farewell, merry And female Courage As good to write, as for And as it is now And in the midst thereof And I, that in thy time And in the stream And let your garments And look where mantled And many a nymph And now we are arrived And now beholding And O my Muse! And see the seas As ships in ports And speak of such And since that I have And that which was And these have wider And thou sweet Boyd "And though this And to entice them And when I heard my And when you see And when the floods And while I followed And with this bait And yet some poets fain "And you compassionate As Lady, she As then, no wind at all "Astrophel!" said she Astrophel with Stella At Beauty's bar as I At length I might At length they did Aye me! to whom shall

Back to the camp, by Banisht the countries Be your words made Because I breathe not Because I oft in dark Before, I taught Behold what hap Behold some others Besides, in hunting such Besides, when shepherds Better place no wit can Between themselves "Break now your But all for nought I do But at the last But by the way it shall But ere I further go But every fish loves not But first his sister that But hark! what merry But he for none of them But here, O NEPTUNE "But he them sees But here my weary But here experience But how this Art But if the weather But if you let your "But live thou there But murder's private But now that hope is But now again see But, O fool! think of But out alas! in vain I But stay now I discern But take good heed "But that immortal But the wrongs love But then your line But time will these But valiant rebels oft in But when their tongues But when in time But when the golden But where friends fail us But your reasons

Carp, eel and tench Colin; well fits thy sad Come Death! the anchor Come forth ye nymphs! Come, let me write Come Sleep! O Sleep! Conceipt begotten Cupid! because thou Cupid which doth

Dear! why make you "Death! the devourer Desire! though thou my Dian, that fain would Desire himself runs out "Did never love Doth sorrow of thy Doubt you to whom my Doubt you to whom my Doubt there hath been Down fell I then upon Drawn was thy race

Eftsoons, all heedless of England doth hold thy Envious wits! what

Faction that ever dwells Fair Cynthia's silver Fair eyes! sweet lips! Farewell to you! my Feigned acceptance Feigned acceptance First, when the sun Fie! school of Patience First if the weather Fly! fly! the foe Fly! fly! my friends; I For as the seeds in For beauty beautifies For fancy's flames of For from the time that For he could pipe, and For long before For Nature, that hath For since he learned to Forthwith the stones For this you must For there are times Fortune swears For what avails to brook From first appearing From whence, each Full many maidens

Go my flock! go get Good-will, the Master