p. 405 _On the Death of E. Waller, Esq._ Edmund Waller died at Hall Barn, 21 October, 1687, and on 26 October was buried in Beaconsfield churchyard. This elegy of Mrs. Behn’s was first printed in a collection entitled _Poems to Memory of that Incomparable Poet Edmund Waller, Esquire_. ‘By Several Hands.’ 1688. The volume (27 pages), contains poems by Sir John Cotton, Bart.; Sir Tho. Higgons; T. Rymer; Monsieur St. Evremon (six lines in French, with an English translation by T. R.); George Granville; Bevill Higgons; A. Behn; an Anonymous Poem; and ’.o Mr. Riley, Drawing Mr. Waller’s Picture’, signed T. R. The letter accompanying these lines sent by Mrs. Behn to Waller’s daughter-in-law, will be found in the Memoir (Vol. I, pp. l-li). p. 407 _A Pindaric Poem._ For the occasion of this Poem _vide_ Vol. I, p. liii. From stanza 4 it would appear that Dr. Burnet had suggested to Mrs. Behn that she should write a Pindaric or some similar poem on William of Orange and his consort. To her credit she refused. The verses _To Her Sacred Majesty Queen Mary_ are more than ample on such themes. INDEX OF FIRST LINES. A VOL. PAGE A Constancy in Love I’ll prise vi 304 A Curse upon that faithless Maid iii 396 A Den where Tygers make the passage good vi 252 A Lady lovely, with a charming Meen vi 261 A Lovers Rage and Jealousie vi 330 A Neighbouring Villa which derives its name vi 237 A Palace that is more uneasy far vi 269 A Pox of the States-man that’s witty i 397; vi 211 A Pox upon this needless Scorn i 188; vi 190 A thousand Martyrs I have made vi 305 After our showing Play of mighty Pains ii 192 After these Debates of Love vi 73 Ah! charming Object of my wishing Thought! vi 19 Ah! Charmion! shroud those killing Eyes iv 386 Ah! cruel Love! when will thy Torments cease? vi 307 Ah! false Amyntas, can that Hour i 273 Ah hapless sex! who bear no charms vi 348 Ah! he who first found out the way vi 25 Ah, Jenny, gen your Eyes do kill ii 253 Ah, Sylvia! if I still pursue vi 198 Ah! what can mean that eager Joy vi 192 Ah! wonder not if I appear vi 46 Alas! and must the Sun decline vi 61