Perhaps I am mistaken here vi 16 Philander, since you’ll have it so vi 58 Philander was a jolly Swain ii 247 Phillis, whose Heart was Unconfin’d i 148; vi 191 Poets are Kings of Wit, and you appear i 212 Poor Damon! Art thou caught? Is’t ev’n so? vi 185 Poor Lost Serena, to Bemoan vi 186 Poor Lycidus, for shame arise vi 306 R Rejoyce! my new made happy Soul, Rejoyce! vi 260 Remember, Damon, while your Mind vi 16 Rise, Cloris, charming Maid, arise! iii 191 Rivals ‘tis call’d, a Village where vi 268 S Say, my fair Charmer, must I fall vi 255 Scorning religion all thy life time past vi 400 She blows the Youthful Lovers flame vi 245 She that wou’d rack a Lover’s Heart vi 70 Since with old Plays you have so long been cloy’d iii 188 Sincerity! thou greatest Good! vi 49 Sir Timothy, Gallants, at last is come (_Ravenscroft_) vi 49 Sitting by yonder River side (_made by a Gentleman_) iv 44 Slight unpremeditated Words are borne vi 22 So hard the times are, and so thin the Town ii 411 Such Charms of Youth, such Ravishment vi 231 T Take back that Heart, you with such Caution give vi 202 Take heed, my Damon, in the Grove vi 47 Tell me; oh, tell me! Charming Prophetess vi 109 Tell me! What can he design vi 18 That Beauty I ador’d before vi 364 That Coxcomb can ne’re be at ease vi 311 That Love may all Perfection be vi 92 That Love’s my Conduct where I go vi 14 That Love, the great Instructor of the Mind vi 14 That tho’ the Favours of the Fair vi 17 That when a Lover ceases to be blest vi 20 The banisht Cavaliers! a Roving Blade! i 105 The Devil take this cursed plotting Age ii 307 The God of Love beholding every day vi 315 The Grove was gloomy all around vi 183