Whene'er my heart love's warmth but entertains, I. 47. Where God is merry, there write down thy fears, II. 191. Where love begins, there dead thy first desire, II. 100. Where others love and praise my verses, still, I. 80. Where pleasures rule a kingdom, never there, II. 157. Whether I was myself, or else did see, II. 156. While Fates permit us let's be merry, I. 215. While leanest beasts in pastures feed, I. 93. While, Lydia, I was loved of thee, I. 85. While the milder fates consent, I. 46. While thou didst keep thy candour undefil'd, I. 5. White as Zenobia's teeth, the which the girls, II. 62. White though ye be, yet, lilies, know, I. 89. Whither dost thou whorry me, I. 197. Whither, mad maiden, wilt thou roam? I. 4. Whither? say, whither shall I fly, I. 48. Who after his transgression doth repent, II. 84. Who begs to die for fear of human need, II. 95. Who forms a godhead out of gold or stone, I. 147. Who may do most, does least; the bravest will, II. 150. Who plants an olive but to eat the oil? II. 151. Who, railing, drives the lazar from his door, II. 46. Who read'st this book that I have writ, II. 32. Who violates the customs, hurts the health, II. 147. Who will not honour noble numbers when, II. 81. Who with a little cannot be content, II. 12. Whom should I fear to write to if I can, I. 77. Whose head befringed with bescattered tresses, II. 257. Why do not all fresh maids appear, I. 128. Why do ye weep, sweet babes? Can tears, I. 129. Why dost thou wound and break my heart, II. 158. Why I tie about thy wrist, I. 159. Why, madam, will ye longer weep, I. 237. Why should we covet much, when as we know, II. 134. Why so slowly do you move, II. 93. Why this flower is now call'd so, I. 16. Why wore th' Egyptians jewels in the ear? II. 178. Will ye hear what I can say, I. 173. Wilt thou my true friend be? II. 2. With blameless carriage, I lived here, I. 48. With golden censors and with incense here, II. 208. Woe, woe to them, who by a ball of strife, I. 29. Women, although they ne'er so goodly make it, II. 41. Words beget anger; anger brings forth blows, II. 107. Would I see lawn, clear as the heaven and thin? I. 197. Would I woo, and would I win, II. 106. Would ye have fresh cheese and cream? I. 229. Would ye oil of blossoms get? II. 54. Wrinkles no more are or no less, I. 179. Wrongs, if neglected, vanish in short time, II. 75. Ye have been fresh and green, I. 136. Ye may simper, blush, and smile, I. 89. Ye pretty housewives, would ye know, I. 204. Ye silent shades, whose each tree here, I. 211. You are a lord, an earl; nay more, a man, I. 215. You are a tulip seen to-day, I. 108. You ask me what I do, and how I live, II. 138. You have beheld a smiling rose, I. 90. You may vow I'll not forget, II. 268. You say I love not 'cause I do not play, I. 16. You say to me-wards your affection's strong, I. 61.