| Cælia be not too complying,
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306
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| Clasp’d in my dear Melinda’s Arms,
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318
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| Come Cælia come, let’s sit and
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325
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| D
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| Do not rumple my Top-knot,
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55
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| Day was spent and Night
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208
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| Dear Catholick brother
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277
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| Dear Mother I am Transported,
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278
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| Despairing besides a clear stream,
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363
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| E
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| Ere Phillis with her looks did kill,
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321
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| F
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| Fly, fly ye lazy Hours,
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24
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| Fye Amaryllis, cease to grieve,
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27
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| Fairest Isle, all Isles excelling,
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56
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| Fye Jockey, never prattle,
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77
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| Forgive me Cloe if I dare,
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175
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| Fortune is blind and Beauty unkind,
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242
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| From Father Hopkins,
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245
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| Fickle Bliss, fantastick Treasure,
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259
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| Fill the Glass fill, fill,
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280
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| Farewel my useless Scrip,
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320
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| Fates I defie, I defie your Advances,
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345
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| Farewel, Chloe, O farewel,
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365
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| G
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| God Prosper long our Gracious Queen,
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4
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| Go, go, go, go falsest of thy Sex,
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288
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| Good morrow Gossip Joan,
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315
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| H
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| How long, how long shall I pine
|
14
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| Hang this whining way of Wooing
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58
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| Here’s the Summer sprightly, gay,
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59
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| How happy’s the Husband,
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73
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| Having spent all my Coin,
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