No More Learning

Puss and her 'prentice both at drawgloves play, II. 75.

Put off thy robe of purple, then go on, II. 249.

Put on thy holy filletings, and so, II. 106.

Put on your silks, and piece by piece, I. 22.


Rapine has yet took nought from me, II. 219.

Rare are thy cheeks, Susanna, which do show, I. 243.

Rare is the voice itself: but when we sing, II. 161.

Rare temples thou hast seen, I know, I. 111.

Reach with your whiter hands, to me, I. 232.

Read thou my lines, my Swetnaham; if there be, II. 158.

Readers, we entreat ye pray, II. 85.

Reproach we may the living, not the dead, II. 19.

Rise, household gods, and let us go, I. 138.

Roaring is nothing but a weeping part, II. 226.

Roses at first were white, I. 130.

Roses, you can never die, II. 154.


Sabbaths are threefold, as St. Austine says, II. 233.

Sadly I walk'd within the field, I. 88.

Sappho, I will choose to go, II. 83.

Science in God is known to be, II. 222.

Sea-born goddess, let me be, I. 174.

See and not see, and if thou chance t'espy, I. 37.

See how the poor do waiting stand, I. 175.

Seeing thee, Soame, I see a goodly man, I. 220.

See'st thou that cloud as silver clear, I. 174.

See'st thou that cloud that rides in state, II. 86.

See'st thou those diamonds which she wears, I. 163.

Shall I a daily beggar be, II. 138.

Shall I go to Love and tell, II. 90.

Shame checks our first attempts; but when 'tis prov'd, II. 200.

Shame is a bad attendant to a state, I. 227.

Shapcot! to thee the fairy state, I. 148.

She by the river sat, and sitting there, II. 63.

She wept upon her cheeks, and weeping so, II. 62.

Should I not put on blacks when each one here, II. 108.

Show me thy feet, show me thy legs, thy thighs, I. 193.

Shut not so soon; the dull-ey'd night, I. 203.

Sick is Anthea, sickly is the spring, II. 149.

Sin is an act so free, that if we shall, II. 238.

Sin is the cause of death; and sin's alone, II. 238.

Sin leads the way, but as it goes it feels, II. 200.

Sin never slew a soul unless there went, II. 238.

Sin no existence; nature none it hath, II. 229.

Sin once reached up to God's eternal sphere, II. 207.

Since, for thy full deserts, with all the rest, I. 191.

Since shed or cottage I have none, II. 150.

Since to the country first I came, I. 228.

Sing me to death; for till thy voice be clear, I. 190.

Sinners confounded are a twofold way, II. 236.

Sitting alone, as one forsook, I. 60.

Smooth was the sea, and seem'd to call, II. 116,

So good luck came, and on my roof did light, I. 124.

So long it seem'd, as Mary's faith was small, II. 233.

So long you did not sing or touch your hue, I. 119.

So look the mornings when the sun, II. 85.

So looks Anthea, when in bed she lies, I. 39.

So smell those odours that do rise, I. 181.

So smooth, so sweet, so silv'ry is thy voice, I. 25.

So soft streams meet, so springs with gladder smiles, I. 93.

Some ask'd me where the rubies grew, I. 28.

Some parts may perish, die thou canst not all, I. 252.

Some salve to every sore we may apply, II. 92.

Some would know, I. 12.

Sorrows divided amongst many, less, II. 48.

Sorrows our portion are: ere hence we go, II. 196.

Sound teeth has Lucy, pure as pearl, and small, II. 29.

Speak, did the blood of Abel cry, II. 235.

Spend, harmless shade, thy nightly hours, II. 110.

Spring with the lark, most comely bride, and meet, II. 16.

Stand by the magic of my powerful rhymes, II. 98.

Stand forth, brave man, since fate has made thee here, II. 63.

Stand with thy graces forth, brave man, and rise, I. 226.

Stately goddess, do thou please, I. 178.

Stay while ye will, or go, I. 102.

Still take advice; though counsels, when they fly, II. 146.

Still to our gains our chief respect is had, I. 175.

Store of courage to me grant, I. 189.

Stripes justly given yerk us with their fall, II. 148.

Studies themselves will languish and decay, II. 144.

Suffer thy legs but not thy tongue to walk, II. 172.

Suspicion, discontent, and strife, I. 58.

Sweet Amarillis, by a spring's, I. 55.

Sweet are my Julia's lips, and clean, II. 95.

Sweet, be not proud of those two eyes, I. 74.

Sweet Bridget blush'd, and therewithal, I. 255.

Sweet country life, to such unknown, II. 33.

Sweet OEnone, do but say, II. 81.

Sweet virgin, that I do not set, I. 182.

Sweet western wind, whose luck it is, I. 128.


Take mine advice, and go not near, II. 98.

Tears most prevail; with tears, too, thou mayst move, II. 107.

Tears quickly dry, griefs will in time decay, II. 115.

Tears, though they're here below the sinner's brine, II. 29.

Tell if thou canst, and truly, whence doth come, I. 196.

Tell me, rich man, for what intent. II. 244.

Tell me, what needs those rich deceits, II. 101.

Tell me, young man, or did the muses bring, II. 122.

Tell that brave man, fain thou wouldst have access, II. 125.

Tell us, thou clear and heavenly tongue, II. 207.
Temptations hurt not, though they have access II. 196.

Thanksgiving for a former, doth invite, II. 181

Th' art hence removing (like a shepherd's tent), I. 235.

Th' 'ast dar'd too far; but, fury, now forbear, I. 100.

That Christ did die, the pagan saith, II. 245.

That flow of gallants which approach, II. 47.

That for seven lusters I did never come, I. 31.

That happiness does still the longest thrive, II. 81.

That hour-glass which there you see, I. 52.

That little, pretty, bleeding part, II. 279.

That love last long, let it thy first care be, I. 232.

That love 'twixt men does ever longest last, II. 157.

That manna, which God on His people cast, II. 224.

That morn which saw me made a bride, I. 136.

That prince must govern with a gentle hand, II. 153.

That prince takes soon enough the victor's room, I. 136.

That prince who may do nothing but what's just, II. 162.

That princes may possess a surer seat, I. 203.

That there's a God we all do know, II. 243.

The bad among the good are here mixed ever, II. 229.

The blood of Abel was a thing, II. 235.

The body is the soul's poor house or home, II. 98.

The body's salt, the soul is; which when gone, II. 162.

The bound almost now of my book I see, II. 140.

The doctors in the Talmud, say, II. 235.

The factions of the great ones call, II. 101.

The fire of hell this strange condition hath, II. 235.

The gods require the thighs, II. 60.

The gods to kings the judgment give to sway, I. 136.

The hag is astride, II. 27.

The Jews their beds and offices of ease, II. 233.

The Jews, when they built houses, I have read, II. 230.

The less our sorrows here and suff'rings cease, II. 214.

The lictors bundled up their rods; beside, II. 113.

The longer thread of life we spin, II. 224.

The May-pole is up, II. 46.

The mellow touch of music most doth wound, I. 12.

The mountains of the Scriptures are, some say, II. 226.

The only comfort of my life, II. 149.

The person crowns the place; your lot doth fall, II. 128.

The power of princes rest in the consent, II. 155.

The readiness of doing doth express, II. 92.

The repetition of the name made known, II. 229.

The rose was sick, and smiling died, II. 44.

The saints-bell calls, and, Julia, I must read, II. 7.

The same who crowns the conquerer, will be, II. 227.

The seeds of treason choke up as they spring, I. 9.

The shame of man's face is no more, II. 228.

The strength of baptism that's within, II. 247.

The sup'rabundance of my store, II. 220.

The tears of saints more sweet by far, II. 224.

The time the bridegroom stays from hence, II. 225.

The twilight is no other thing, we say, II. 148.

The Virgin Mary was, as I have read, II. 232.

The Virgin Mother stood at a distance, there, II. 230.

The work is done, now let my laurel be, II. 249.

The work is done: young men and maidens, set, II. 164.

Then did I live when I did see, II. 140.

There is no evil that we do commit, II. 233.

There's no constraint to do amiss, II. 239.

These fresh beauties (we can prove), I. 16.

These springs were maidens once that lov'd, I. 225.

These summer-birds did with thy master stay, I. 189.

These temporal goods God, the most wise, commends, II. 234.

Things are uncertain, and the more we get, II. 144.

This axiom I have often heard, II. 39.

This crosstree here, II. 253.

This day is yours, great Charles! and in this war, II. 87.

This day, my Julia, thou must make, II. 83.

This I'll tell ye by the way, II. 152.

This is my comfort when she's most unkind, II. 151.

This is the height of justice: that to do, II. 14.

This rule of manners I will teach my guests, II. 137.

This stone can tell the story of my life, II. 128.

Those ends in war the best contentment bring, II. 144.

Those garments lasting evermore, II. 242.

Those ills that mortal men endure, I. 192.

Those possessions short-liv'd are, II. 50.

Those saints which God loves best, II. 175.

Those tapers which we set upon the grave, II. 230.

Thou art a plant sprung up to wither never, I. 122.

Thou art to all lost love the best, I. 132.

Thou bid'st me come away, II. 186.

Thou bid'st me come; I cannot come; for why? II. 186.

Thou cam'st to cure me, doctor, of my cold, I. 121.

Thou gav'st me leave to kiss, I. 178.

Thou had'st the wreath before, now take the tree, I. 188.

Thou hast made many houses for the dead, II. 95.

Thou hast promis'd, Lord, to be, II. 179.

Thou knowest, my Julia, that it is thy turn, I. 247.

Thou mighty lord and master of the lyre, II. 100.

Thou sail'st with others in this Argus here, I. 26.

Thou say'st I'm dull; if edgeless so I be, II. 157.

Thou sayest Love's dart, II. 90.

Thou say'st my lines are hard, I. 173.

Thou say'st thou lov'st me, Sappho; I say no, II. 98.

Thou see'st me, Lucia, this year droop, II. 126.

Thou sent'st to me a true love-knot, but I, I. 217.

Thou shall not all die; for while love's fire shines, I. 179.

Thou, thou that bear'st the sway, II. 100.