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Of even valour's temperate heat,
The potent sounds like lightning dart
“Daughters of Jove, receive the child,"
The queen of beauty said, and smiled :
« Receive him, artless yet
Ah luckless hour! mistaken maids !
The garland, blest with many a vow,
But more than all the sister quire,
'Tis yours to cull with happy art
Page A WRETC, long tortured with disdain,
198 Ah! Chloris, could I now hut sit, Ah, how sweet it is to love ! Dryden.
110 Ah stay! ah turn ! ah whither would you fly, Congreve.
97 Ab! tell me not that jealous fear
99 Ah! tell me no more, my dear girl, with a sigh, Wolcott. 112 Ah! the shepher:l's mournful fate ! Hamilton.
72 Ah! why must words my flame reveal?
85 Alexis shunn'd his fellow swains, Prior.
19 All in the Downs the fleet was moord Gay.
3 All my past life is mine no more, Rochester.
219 As Amoret with Phyllis sæt Sir Car Scrope.
144 As on a summer's day Rowe.
13 As near a weeping spring reclined Mrs. Barbauld. 95 As the snow in valleys lying,
233 Awake, awake, my lyre ! Cowley.
190 Away, let nought to love displeasing, Gilbert Cooper. 151
Blest as the immortal Gods is he, 4. Phillips.
70 56 64 102 • 232
Can love be controled by advice Berkeley.
145 Can loving father ever prove
197 Celia, hoard thy charms no more Celia, too late you would repent, Walsh. Child, with many a childish wile, Joanna Baillie. - 171 Chloc brisk and gay appears,
229 Chloe's the wonder of her sex, Lansdown.
223 Chloris, yourself you so excel Waller.
245 Come, all ye youths whose hearts e'er bled Otway. 131 Come, dear Amanda ! quit the town, Come here, fond youth, whoe'er thou be Mrs. Barbauld.. 87 Come, let us now resolve at last Sheffield D. of Buck. 128 Come, shepherds, we'll follow the hearse, Cunningham. : 34 Come, tell me where the maid is found Little. Come, thou rosy-dimpled boy, Parrat.
105 Oorinna cost me many a prayers
213 Corinna in the bloom of youth, Lansdown.
207 Cupid, forbear thy childish arts;
179 Cupid, instruct an amorous gwain
229 Cynthia frowns whene'er I woo her, Congreve. a 199
Daphnis stood pensive in the shade,
17 Hear Chloe, while thus beyond measure
149 Dear Colin, prevent my warm blushes,
2102 Dear is my little native vale, Rogers. Despairing beside a clear stream, Rowe.
:ll Dorinda's sparkling wit and eyes
204 Dried be that tear, my gentlest love, R. B. Sheridan. : 1987
Fair Amoret is gone astray, Congreve