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Heap cassia, sandal-buds and stripes, 715

Hear the voice of the Bard, 488

Hear, ye ladies that despise, 213

Helen, thy beauty is to me, 694

Hence, all you vain delights, 216

Hence, heart, with her that must depart, 43

Hence loathed Melancholy, 310

Hence vain deluding joyes, 311

Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee, 262

Here a little child I stand, 271

Here a pretty baby lies, 273

Here, ever since you went abroad, 567

Here in this sequester'd close, 824

Here she lies, a pretty bud, 272

Hey nonny no!, 59

Hey! now the day dawis, 48

Hierusalem, my happy home, 61

High-spirited friend, 191

Highway, since you my chief Parnassus be, 92

His golden locks Time hath to silver turn'd, 102

How happy is he born and taught, 179

How like a Winter hath my absence been, 156

How many times do I love thee, dear?, 668

How near me came the hand of Death, 239

How sleep the brave, who sink to rest, 458

How vainly men themselves amaze, 359

Hush! my dear, lie still and slumber, 435

Hyd, Absolon, thy gilte tresses clere, 11


I am that which began, 809

I am! yet what I am who cares, or knows?, 621

I arise from dreams of thee, 611

I ask no kind return of love, 475

I came into the City and none knew me, 878

I cannot change as others do, 415

I cannot eat but little meat, 49

I dare not ask a kiss, 250

I did but look and love awhile, 419

I did not choose thee, dearest. It was Love, 819

I do confess thou'rt smooth and fair, 182

I do not love thee!—no! I do not love thee!, 692

I dream'd that, as I wander'd by the way, 616

I dug, beneath the cypress shade, 594

I feed a flame within, which so torments me, 401