Sweet bird, thy bower is ever green, etc., ii. 328 _n._

sweet flowers! that from your humble beds, etc., iv. 304.

sweet in the mouth, etc., vii. 222.

Sweet is the dew of their memory, etc., vii. 224; viii. 199.

Sweet is the dialect of Arno’s vale, etc., ix. 218; x. 62.

Sweet object of the zephyr’s kin, etc., ii. 80.

sweet smelling gums, xii. 294.

sweet voices, the most, viii. 403.

sweets of the evening, Then come in, vi. 190.

swell’d the war-whoop, iii. 243.

swelling figures and sonorous epithets, i. 175.

swept and garnished, iii. 256; xi. 456.

Swiche sorrow he maketh that the grete tour, Resouned, etc., v. 21.

swinish multitude, xii. 76, 204.

swoop, at one fell, xii. 211.

sword a dagger had his page, This, etc., viii. 63.

sword, true as o’er billows dim, And every, iv. 358.

synge untoe my roundelaie, O, etc., v. 126.

Syria’s land of roses, Now, upon, etc., iv. 356.

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