_Let dogs and divels die_ 31 41 41 _Let Souldiers fight for praise_ ii. 31 218 218 _Let the Trumpet sound_ ii. 142 333 333 _Let’s call, and drink the cellar dry_ 130 138 138 Listen, lordings, to my story ii. 32 240 Mine own sweet honey bird 153 R^c _My bretheren all attend_ 91 95 95 _My Lodging is on the cold ground_ 290 290 _My Masters, give audience_ ii. 91 275 275 _My Mistris is a shittle-cock_ 51 60 60 _My Mistris is in Musick_ 154 163 163 _My Mistris, whom in heart_ 107 113 113 _Nay, out upon this fooling_ 79 84 84 _Nay, prithee, don’t fly me_ 25 36 36 _Ne’er trouble thy self at the times_ 219 219 _Nick Culpepper_ and _William Lilly_ 56 190 _No man Love’s fiery passion_ ii. 1 187 187 _No sooner were the doubtful people_ ii. 58 243 243 _Now, gentlemen, if you will hear_ 18 29 29 _Now I am married, Sir ~John~_ ii. 96 280 280 _Now, I confess, I am in love_ 1 5 7 Now _Lambert’s_ sunk, and gallant 12 198 _Now thanks to the Powers below_ 156 166 166 _Now that the Spring has filled_ ii. 110 296 296 _Now we are met in a knot_ ii. 138 328 328 O that I could by any Chymick ii. 31 239 _O the wily, wily Fox_ ii. 114 300 300 _Of all the Crafts that I do know_ 7 17 17 _Of all the rare juices_ 178 178 _Of all the Recreations, which_ 146 146 _Of all the Sciences beneath the Sun_ ii. 129 319 319 _Of all the Sports the world doth_ ii. 111 296 296 _Of all the Trades that ever I see_ ii. 40 225 225 _Of an old Souldier of the Queen’s_ 20 31 31 _~Oliver~, ~Oliver~, take up thy Crown_ ii. 72 254 254 _Once was I sad, till I grew to be_ 2^b 10 12 _Pox take you, Mistris, I’ll be gone_ ii. 118 304 304 _Pray, why should any man_ ii. 87 270 270 Riding to _London_, in _Dunstable_ 14 200