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 Why, why repine, my pensive friend, 563

Wilt Thou forgive that sin where I begun, 201

With all my will, but much against my heart, 764

With blackest moss the flower-plots, 699

With deep affection, 677

With how sad steps, O moon, thou climb'st the skies!, 93

With leaden foot Time creeps along, 452

With lifted feet, hands still, 856

With margerain gentle, 30

Worschippe ye that loveris bene this May, 15

Wouldst thou hear what Man can say, 192

Wrong not, sweet empress of my heart, 76

Wynter wakeneth al my care, 5

Years, many parti-colour'd years, 573

Ye banks and braes and streams around, 501

Ye blushing virgins happy are, 297

Ye flowery banks o' bonnie Doon, 498

Ye have been fresh and green, 270

'Ye have robb'd,' said he, 'ye have slaughter'd and made an end, 860

Ye Highlands and ye Lawlands, 386

Ye learnèd sisters, which have oftentimes, 82

Ye little birds that sit and sing, 206

Ye Mariners of England, 580

Yes: in the sea of life enisled, 749

Yet if His Majesty, our sovereign lord, 60

Yet once more, O ye Laurels, and once more, 317

You are a tulip seen to-day, 257

You brave heroic minds, 120

You meaner beauties of the night, 178

You must be sad; for though it is to Heaven, 806

You promise heavens free from strife, 758

You spotted snakes with double tongue, 128

You'll love me yet!—and I can tarry, 719

Your beauty, ripe and calm and fresh, 302

Your eyen two wol slee me sodenly, 12

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