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 Bright Star, would I were steadfast as thou art, 637

Bring me wine, but wine which never grew, 671

Busy, curious, thirsty fly!, 438

By feathers green, across Casbeen, 859

Bytuene Mershe ant Averil, 2

Ca' the yowes to the knowes, 473, 506

Call for the robin-redbreast and the wren, 218

Calm on the bosom of thy God!, 622

Calme was the day, and through the trembling ayre, 81

Came, on a Sabbath noon, my sweet, 805

Charm me asleep, and melt me so, 263

Cherry-ripe, ripe, ripe, I cry, 256

Chloe's a Nymph in flowery groves, 395

Christmas knows a merry, merry place, 807

Clerk Saunders and may Margaret, 371

Cold in the earth—and the deep snow piled above thee, 736

Come away, come away, death, 134

Come, dear children, let us away, 747

Come down, O maid, from yonder mountain height, 706

Come into the garden, Maud, 708

Come, let us now resolve at last, 417

Come little babe, come silly soul, 74

Come live with me and be my Love, 121

Come not in terrors clad, to claim, 596

Come, Sleep, and with thy sweet deceiving, 207

Come, Sleep; O Sleep! the certain knot of peace, 94

Come, spur away, 300

Come then, as ever, like the wind at morning!, 870

Come thou, who art the wine and wit, 274

Come unto these yellow sands, 129

Come, worthy Greek! Ulysses, come, 112

Condemn'd to Hope's delusive mine, 451

Corydon, arise, my Corydon!, 57

Count each affliction, whether light or grave, 733

Crabbèd Age and Youth, 56

Cupid and my Campaspe play'd, 85

Cynthia, to thy power and thee, 208

Cyriack, whose Grandsire on the Royal Bench, 320

Dark, deep, and cold the current flows, 588

Dark to me is the earth. Dark to me are the heavens, 817

Daughter to that good Earl, once President, 317*

Day, like our souls, is fiercely dark, 587