The happy Minute’s come, the Nymph is laid iii 52 The Houses there, retir’d in Gardens are vi 250 The nobler Lover, who would prove vi 77 The peaceful Place where gladly I resort vi 397 The Smiles, the Graces, and the Sports vi 84 The Vizor’s off, and now I dare appear i 424 Then do not let your murm’ring Heart vi 72 There they shall all together reign vi 70 This is the Coast of Africa vi 228 This Little, Silent, Gloomy Monument vi 381 This River’s call’d Pretension; and its source vi 244 Thither all the Amorous Youth repair vi 239 Tho’ Damon every Virtue have vi 18 Thô my Heart were full of Passion vi 336 Tho’, Silvia, you are very fair vi 71 Those Eyes that can no better Conquest make vi 86 Thou great Young Man! Permit amongst the Crowd vi 166 Thou Grief of my Heart, and thou Pearl of my Eyes iv 59 Thou one continu’d Sigh! all over Pain vi 111 Thou Wonder of thy Sex! Thou greatest Good! (_G. J._) vi 9 Though the Young prize Cupid’s Fire iv 352 Thus both resolve to break their Chain vi 71 Time and Place you see conspire iv 353 Tis all eternal Spring around vi 283 ‘Tis not enough to reade and to admire (_J. C._) vi 119 Tis not your saying that you love vi 397 ‘Tis that which leads those captivated Hearts vi 99 ‘Tis wonderous Populous from the excess vi 244 To celebrate your Praise, no Muse can crown (_Rich. Faerrar_) vi 8 To speak of thee no Muse will I invoke vi 121 To thee, dear Paris, Lord of my Desires vi 214 ‘Twas there, I saw my Rival take vi 308 ‘Twas vain for Man the Laurels to persue (_J. Adams_) vi 120 ‘Twas when the Fields were gay vi 188 W We all can well admire, few well can praise (_J. W._) vi 131 We charg’d you boldly in our first advance iii 381 Weep, weep, Lysander, for the lovely Maid vi 280 Well! you expect a Prologue to the Play iv 121 We pity such as are by Tempest lost vi 395