translations are marked H. V. in the margin; of the fourth Powell says,
"The translation of Mr. Hen. Vaughan, Silurist, whose excellent Poems
are published." Many other translations are scattered through the book,
but there is nothing to connect them with Vaughan.
LIST OF FIRST LINES.
Vol. page
A grove there grows, round with the sea confin'd, ii. 239
A king and no king! Is he gone from us, ii. 181
A tender kid--see, where 'tis put-- ii. 293
A ward, and still in bonds, one day i. 19
A wit most worthy in tried gold to shine, i. 2
Accept, dread Lord, the poor oblation; i. 92
Accipe praerapido salmonem in gurgite captum, ii. 267
Against the virtuous man we all make head, ii. 305
Ah! He is fled! i. 40
Ah! what time wilt Thou come? when shall that cry i. 123
All sorts of men, who live on Earth, ii. 235
All worldly things, even while they grow, decay ii. 304
Almighty Spirit! Thou that by ii. 144
Amyntas go, thou art undone ii. 12
And do they so? have they a sense i. 87
And for life's sake to lose the crown of life. ii. 303
And is the bargain thought too dear ii. 311
And rising at midnight the stars espied ii. 297
And will not bear the cry ii. 301
As Egypt's drought by Nilus is redress'd ii. 304
As kings do rule like th' heavens, who dispense ii. 289
As Time one day by me did pass, i. 234
As travellers, when the twilight's come i. 146
Ask, lover, e'er thou diest; let one poor breath ii. 11
Awake, glad heart! get up and sing! i. 105
Base man! and couldst thou think Cato alone ii. 301
Be dumb, coarse measures, jar no more; to me i. 195
Be still, black parasites, i. 187
Bless me! what damps are here! how stiff an air! ii. 65
Blessed, unhappy city! dearly lov'd, i. 218
Blessings as rich and fragrant crown your heads ii. 92
Blest be the God of harmony and love! i. 76
Blest infant bud, whose blossom-life i. 120
Boast not, proud Golgotha, that thou canst show ii. 197
Bright and blest beam! whose strong projection, i. 121
Bright books! the perspectives to our weak sights: ii. 245
Bright Queen of Heaven! God's Virgin Spouse! i. 225
Bright shadows of true rest! some shoots of bliss; i. 114
But night and day doth his own life molest, ii. 302
Can any tell me what it is? Can you ii. 268
Chance taking from me things of highest price ii. 292
Come, come! what do I here? i. 61
Come, drop your branches, strew the way i. 216
Come, my heart! come, my head, i. 52
Come, my true consort in my joys and care! ii. 317
Come sapless blossom, creep not still on earth, i. 166
Curtain'd with clouds in a dark night ii. 132
Darkness, and stars i' th' mid-day! They invite ii. 18
Dear, beauteous saint! more white than day i. 227
Dear friend, sit down, and bear awhile this shade i. 193
Dear friend! whose holy, ever-living lines i. 91
Dearest! if you those fair eyes--wond'ring--stick ii. 115
Death and darkness, get you packing, i. 133
Diminuat ne sera dies praesentis honorem ii. 51
Draw near, fond man, and dress thee by this glass, ii. 294
Dust and clay, i. 180
Early, while yet the dark was gay ii. 255
Eternal God! Maker of all i. 285
Et sic in cithara, sic in dulcedine vitae ii. 266
Excel then if thou canst, be not withstood, ii. 291
Fair and young light! my guide to holy i. 236
Fair order'd lights--whose motion without noise i. 155
Fair Prince of Light! Light's living well! ii. 249
Fair, shining mountains of my pilgrimage ii. 247
Fair, solitary path! whose blessed shades i. 256
Fair vessel of our daily light, whose proud ii. 257
Fairly design'd! to charm our civil rage ii. 171
False life! a foil and no more, when i. 282
Fancy and I, last evening, walk'd, ii. 15
Farewell! I go to sleep; but when i. 73
Farewell thou true and tried reflection ii. 276
Farewell, you everlasting hills! I'm cast i. 43
Father of lights! what sunny seed, i. 189
Feeding on fruits which in the heavens do grow, ii. 291
Flaccus, not so: that worldly he ii. 152
Fool that I was! to believe blood ii. 209
For shame desist, why shouldst thou seek my fall? ii. 200
Fortune--when with rash hands she quite turmoils ii. 134
Fresh fields and woods! the Earth's fair face ii. 252
From fruitful beds and flow'ry borders, ii. 272
From the first hour the heavens were made ii. 296
Go catch the ph[oe]nix, and then bring ii. 217
Go, go, quaint follies, sugar'd sin, i. 113
Go, if you must! but stay--and know ii. 222
Had I adored the multitude and thence ii. 169
Hail, sacred shades! cool, leafy house! ii. 26
Happy is he, that with fix'd eyes ii. 224
Happy that first white age! when we ii. 138
Happy those early days, when I i. 59
Have I so long in vain thy absence mourn'd? ii. 309
He that thirsts for glory's prize, ii. 140
Here holy Anselm lives in ev'ry page, ii. 298
Here, take again thy sackcloth! and thank heav'n ii. 83
Here the great well-spring of wash'd souls, with beams ii. 313
His deep, dark heart--bent to supplant-- ii. 292
Hither thou com'st: the busy wind all night i. 207
How could that paper sent, ii. 307
How is man parcell'd out! how ev'ry hour i. 139
How kind is Heav'n to man! if here i. 107
How oft have we beheld wild beasts appear ii. 325
How rich, O Lord, how fresh Thy visits are! i. 105
How shrill are silent tears! when sin got head i. 124
I am confirm'd, and so much wing is given ii. 79
I call'd it once my sloth: in such an age ii. 58
I cannot reach it; and my striving eye i. 249
I did but see thee! and how vain it is ii. 90
I have consider'd it; and find i. 90
I have it now: i. 238
I knew it would be thus! and my just fears ii. 94
I knew thee not, nor durst attendance strive ii. 87
I saw beneath Tarentum's stately towers ii. 296
I saw Eternity the other night i. 150
I see the Temple in thy pillar rear'd; i. 261
I see the use: and know my blood i. 69
I've read thy soul's fair nightpiece, and have seen ii. 77
I walk'd the other day, to spend my hour, i. 171
I whose first year flourished with youthful verse, ii. 125
I wonder, James, through the whole history ii. 70
I write not here, as if thy last in store ii. 59
I wrote it down. But one that saw i. 264
If Amoret, that glorious eye, ii. 13
"If any have an ear," i. 242
If I were dead, and in my place ii. 16
If old tradition hath not fail'd, ii. 233
If sever'd friends by sympathy can join, ii. 178
If this world's friends might see but once i. 232
If weeping eyes could wash away ii. 151
If with an open, bounteous hand ii. 135
In all the parts of earth, from farthest West, ii. 28
In March birds couple, a new birth ii. 295
In those bless'd fields of everlasting air ii. 119
Isca parens florum, placido qui spumeus ore ii. 157
It is perform'd! and thy great name doth run ii. 193
It lives when kill'd, and brancheth when 'tis lopp'd ii. 301
It would less vex distressed man ii. 145
Jesus, my life! how shall I truly love Thee? i. 200
Joy of my life while left me here! i. 67
Knave's tongues and calumnies no more doth prize ii. 292
King of comforts! King of Life! i. 127
King of mercy, King of love, i. 174
Learning and Law, your day is done, ii. 213
Leave Amoret, melt not away so fast ii. 23
Let me not weep to see thy ravish'd house ii. 307
Let not thy youth and false delights ii. 146
Life, Marcellina, leaving thy fair frame, ii. 312
Like some fair oak, that when her boughs ii. 302
[Like] to speedy posts, bear hence the lamp of life ii. 304
Long life, oppress'd with many woes, ii. 306
Long since great wits have left the stage ii. 211
Lord, bind me up, and let me lie i. 161
Lord Jesus! with what sweetness and delights, i. 177
Lord, since Thou didst in this vile clay i. 116
Lord! what a busy restless thing i. 48
Lord, when Thou didst on Sinai pitch, i. 148
Lord, when Thou didst Thyself undress, i. 51
Lord, with what courage, and delight i. 80
Love, the world's life! What a sad death ii. 223
Man should with virtue arm'd and hearten'd be ii. 303
Mark, when the evening's cooler wings ii. 21
Most happy man! who in his own sweet fields ii. 236
My dear, Almighty Lord! why dost Thou weep? i. 220
My God and King! to Thee i. 259
My God, how gracious art Thou! I had slipt i. 89
My God! Thou that didst die for me, i. 13
My God, when I walk in those groves i. 30
My soul, my pleasant soul, and witty, ii. 294
My soul, there is a country i. 83
Nature even for herself doth lay a snare, ii. 303
Nimble sigh on thy warm wings, ii. 10
Nothing on earth, nothing at all ii. 149
Now I have seen her; and by Cupid ii. 206
Now that the public sorrow doth subside ii. 189
O book! Life's guide! how shall we part; i. 287
O come, and welcome! come, refine! ii. 251
O come away, i. 274
O day of life, of light, of love! i. 267
O do not go! Thou know'st I'll die! i. 214
O dulcis luctus, risuque potentior omni! ii. 221
O health, the chief of gifts divine! ii. 293
O holy, blessed, glorious Three, i. 201
O in what haste, with clouds and night ii. 126
O joys! infinite sweetness! with what flowers i. 71
O knit me, that am crumbled dust! the heap i. 46
O my chief good! i. 84
O quae frondosae per am[oe]na cubilia silvae ii. 160
O, subtle Love! thy peace is war; ii. 220
O tell me whence that joy doth spring i. 284
O the new world's new-quick'ning Sun! i. 289
O Thou great builder of this starry frame, ii. 129
O Thou that lovest a pure and whiten'd soul; i. 130
O Thou! the first-fruits of the dead, i. 78
O Thou who didst deny to me ii. 263
O Thy bright looks! Thy glance of love i. 197
O when my God, my Glory, brings i. 260
Obdurate still and tongue-tied, you accuse ii. 308
Oft have I seen, when that renewing breath i. 25
Patience digesteth misery ii. 302
Peace? and to all the world? Sure One, ii. 259
Peace, peace! I blush to hear thee; when thou art i. 108
Peace, peace! I know 'twas brave; i. 65
Peace, peace! it is not so. Thou dost miscall i. 137
Peter, when thou this pleasant world dost see, ii. 299
Praying! and to be married! It was rare, i. 37
Quid celebras auratam undam, et combusta pyropis ii. 265
Quite spent with thoughts, I left my cell, and lay i. 57
Quod vixi, Mathaee dedit pater, haec tamen olim ii. 158
Sacred and secret hand! i. 223
Sad, purple well! whose bubbling eye i. 254
Saw not, Lysimachus, last day, when we ii. 195
Say, witty fair one, from what sphere ii. 100
See what thou wert! by what Platonic round ii. 175
See you that beauteous queen, which no age tames? ii. 219
Sees not my friend, what a deep snow ii. 99
Shall I believe you can make me return, ii. 306
Shall I complain, or not? or shall I mask ii. 112
Sickness and death, you are but sluggish things, ii. 309
Silence and stealth of days! 'Tis now, i. 74
Since dying for me, Thou didst crave no more i. 278
Since I in storms us'd most to be, i. 283
Since in a land not barren still, i. 145
Since last we met, thou and thy horse--my dear-- ii. 73
Sion's true, glorious God! on Thee i. 269
So from our cold, rude world, which all things tires, ii. 204
So our decays God comforts by ii. 295
So, stick up ivy and the bays, ii. 261
Some esteem it no point of revenge to kill ii. 323
Some struggle and groan as if by panthers torn, ii. 300
Still young and fine! but what is still in view i. 230
Sure, it was so. Man in those early days i. 101
Sure Priam will to mirth incline, ii. 291
Sure, there's a tie of bodies! and as they i. 82
Sure thou didst flourish once! and many springs, i. 209
Sweet, harmless live[r]s!--on whose leisure i. 158
Sweet, sacred hill! on whose fair brow i. 49
Tentasti, fateor, sine vulnere saepius et me i. liv
Thanks, mighty Silver! I rejoice to see ii. 68
That man for misery excell'd ii. 293
That the fierce pard doth at a beck ii. 325
That the world in constant force ii. 142
The lucky World show'd me one day i. 226
The naked man too gets the field, ii. 300
The painful cross with flowers and palms is crown'd, ii. 314
The pains of Saints and Saints' rewards are twins, ii. 314
The plenteous evils of frail life fill the old: ii. 305
The strongest body and the best ii. 323
The trees we set grow slowly, and their shade ii. 297
The untired strength of never-ceasing motion, ii. 324
The whole wench--how complete soe'er--was but ii. 298
There are that do believe all things succeed ii. 295
There's need, betwixt his clothes, his bed and board ii. 322
They are all gone into the world of light! i. 182
--They fain would--if they might-- ii. 302
This is the day--blithe god of sack--which we, ii. 106
This pledge of your joint love, to heaven now fled, ii. 308
Those sacred days by tedious Time delay'd, ii. 315
Though since thy first sad entrance by i. 272
Thou that know'st for whom I mourn, i. 54
Thou the nepenthe easing grief ii. 301
Thou who didst place me in this busy street i. 244
Thou, who dost flow and flourish here below, i. 198
Thou, whose sad heart, and weeping head lies low i. 133
Through pleasant green fields enter you the way ii. 313
Through that pure virgin shrine, i. 251
Time's teller wrought into a little round, ii. 324
'Tis a sad Land, that in one day i. 23
'Tis dead night round about: Horror doth creep i. 41
'Tis madness sure; and I am in the fit, ii. 184
'Tis not rich furniture and gems, ii. 147
'Tis now clear day: I see a rose i. 33
'Tis true, I am undone: yet, ere I die, ii. 17
To live a stranger unto life ii. 304
True life in this is shown, ii. 304
'Twas so; I saw thy birth. That drowsy lake i. 45
Tyrant, farewell! this heart, the prize ii. 8
Unfold! Unfold! Take in His light, ii. 254
Up, O my soul! and bless the Lord! O God, i. 202
Up to those bright and gladsome hills, i. 136
Vain, sinful art! who first did fit i. 219
Vain wits and eyes i. 16
Virtue's fair cares some people measure ii. 303
Vivaces oculorum ignes et lumina dia ii. 159
Waters above! eternal springs! ii. 248
Weary of this same clay and straw, I laid i. 153
We thank you, worthy Sir, that now we see ii. 97
Weighing the steadfastness and state i. 169
Welcome, dear book, soul's joy and food! The feast i. 103
Welcome sweet and sacred feast! welcome life! i. 134
Welcome, white day! a thousand suns, i. 184
Well, we are rescued! and by thy rare pen ii. 104
What can the man do that succeeds the king? i. 247
What clouds, Menalcas, do oppress thy brow, ii. 278
What fix'd affections, and lov'd laws ii. 228
What happy, secret fountain, i. 241
What greater good hath decked great Pompey's crown ii. 306
What is't to me that spacious rivers run ii. 295
What planet rul'd your birth? what witty star? ii. 57
What smiling star in that fair night, ii. 214
What though they boast their riches unto us? ii. 292
Whatever 'tis, whose beauty here below i. 191
When Daphne's lover here first wore the bays, ii. 61
When first I saw True Beauty, and Thy joys i. 168
When first Thou didst even from the grave i. 110
When first thy eyes unveil, give thy soul leave i. 94
When Jove a heav'n of small glass did behold, ii. 238
When the Crab's fierce constellation ii. 131
When the fair year i. 212
When the sun from his rosy bed ii. 136
When through the North a fire shall rush i. 28
When to my eyes, i. 63
When we are dead, and now, no more ii. 5
When with these eyes, clos'd now by Thee, i. 271
Whenever did, I pray, ii. 322
Where reverend bards of old have sate ii. 172
Where'er my fancy calls, there I go still, ii. 322
Whither, O whither didst thou fly ii. 250
Who wisely would for his retreat ii. 137
Who would unclouded see the laws ii. 230
Who on you throne of azure sits, i. 142
Whom God doth take care for, and love, ii. 306
Whose calm soul in a settled state ii. 128
Whose guilty soul, with terrors fraught, doth frame, ii. 303
Whose hissings fright all Nature's monstrous ills, ii. 305
With restless cares they waste the night and day, ii. 322
With what deep murmurs, through Time's silent stealth, i. 280
Y Pader, pan trier, Duw-tri a'i dododd ii. 323
You have consum'd my language, and my pen, ii. 109
You have oblig'd the patriarch: and 'tis known ii. 187
You minister to others' wounds a cure, ii. 291
You see what splendour through the spacious aisle, ii. 314
You that to wash your flesh and souls draw near, ii. 312
Youth, beauty, virtue, innocence ii. 102
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