INDEX OF FIRST LINES
| PAGE | |
| Silvia, let us from the crowd retire | 28 |
| So here confined, and but to female clay | 13 |
| Sometime I do admire | 38 |
| The Lady Mary Villiers lies | 78 |
| The sun 's my fire, when it doth shine | 68 |
| The Tree of Knowledge, which in Eden prove'd | 25 |
| Thron'd on the sun's descending car. | 58 |
| Thus safely low, my Friend, thou canst not fall | 49 |
| Thy shades thy silence now be mine. | 47 |
| Thy bosom is endeared with all hearts | 64 |
| 'Tis strange, this heart within my breast | 26 |
| To me who in their lays the shepherds call. | 57 |
| What joy within these sunless groves, | 48 |
| What pearls, what rubies can | 40 |
| When I have seen by times fell hand defaced | 63 |
| When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes | 65 |
| Where is that World to which the fancy flies | 8 |
| While sunk in deepest solitude and woe | 74 |
| Whoe'er thou art whose path in summer lies | 59 |
| Why came I so untimely forth | 73 |
| Would we attain the happiest state | 7 |
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