_Walking abroad in the m._ 76 81 81 _We Seamen are the honest boys_ 152 162 162 _What an Ass is he, Waits, &c._ ii. 90 273 273 _What Fortune had I, poor Maid_ ii. 152 341 341 _What is that you call a Maid._ ii. 68 249 249 _What though the ill times do run_ 116 124 124 What though the times produce 161 R^d _When blind god ~Cupid~, all in an_ ii. 2 188 188 _When first ~Mardike~ was made_ 4 12 12 _When first the ~Scottish~war_ 89 93 93 _When I a Lady do intend to flatter_ ii. 158 348 348 _When I do travel in the night_ ii. 73 255 255 _When I’se came first to ~London~_ ii. 133 323 323 _When ~Phœbus~ had drest_ ii. 69 250 250 _When the chill ~Charokoe~ blows_ 155 164 164 _White bears have lately come_ 149 159 159 _Why should a man care_ ii. 146 337 337 _Why should we boast of_ Arthur ii. 122 309 309 _Why should we not laugh_ ii. 136 326 326 _Will you hear a strange thing_ 53 62 62 You Gods, that rule upon ii. 21 233 _You talk of ~New England~_ ii. 84 266 266 You that in love do mean to sport ii. 22 235 First Lines of the “Antidote” Songs: GIVEN IN THIS VOLUME (AND NOT IN _M. D. C._). [Present Reprint,] Page _A Man of ~Wales~, a little before ~Easter~_ 157 _An old house end_ 153 _Bring out the [c]old Chyne_ 146 _Come, come away to the Tavern, I say_ 150 _Come hither, thou merriest of all the Nine_ 133 _Come, let us cast dice who shall drink_ 151 _Drink, drink, all you that think_ 158 _Fly boy, fly boy, to the cellar’s bottom_ 157 _Good ~Symon~, how comes it_ 154 _Hang Sorrow, and cast away Care_ 152 _Hang the ~Presbyter’s~ Gill_ 144 _He that a Tinker, a tinker will be_ 52 _In love? away! you do me wrong_ 147 _I’s not come here to tauke of ~Prut~_ 141