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131. How does your grace

First Line:
How does your grace
Last Line:
Now in his ashes honour peace be with him
Author:
William Shakespeare (Absolute)
DMI number:
34100

132. How blessed was the created state

First Line:
How blessed was the created state
Last Line:
You love me for a frailer part
Author:
John Wilmot (Absolute)
DMI number:
4122

133. How brimful of nothing's the life of a beau

First Line:
How brimful of nothing's the life of a beau
Last Line:
They can be nothing no where who nothing are here | Such such is the life of a beau
Author:
James Miller (Absolute)
DMI number:
23790

134. How is it Maecenas that no man abides

First Line:
How is it Maecenas that no man abides
Last Line:
That even has filled his belly at the feast
DMI number:
36106

135. Hirry hary hobbilschow

First Line:
Hirry hary hobbilschow
Last Line:
Skink first to me the kan
Author:
William Dunbar (Speculation)
DMI number:
10906

136. His foppery without the help of sense

First Line:
His foppery without the help of sense
Last Line:
An eminent fool must be a man of parts
Author:
John Wilmot (Absolute)
DMI number:
5612

137. Honest Harry's alive how do ye know it says Ned

First Line:
Honest Harry's alive how do ye know it says Ned
Last Line:
O I'm perfectly sure for Dick said he was dead
DMI number:
24813

138. His shop the gazing vulgar's eyes employs

First Line:
His shop the gazing vulgar's eyes employs
Last Line:
In that dried bladders and drawn teeth were laid
DMI number:
39189

139. How hard's my hap to have my fair consigned

First Line:
How hard's my hap to have my fair consigned
Last Line:
And we with bounteous hand thy friendship will reward
DMI number:
6696

140. Humbly sheweth | That I went to warm myself in Lady Betty's chamber because I was cold

First Line:
Humbly sheweth | That I went to warm myself in Lady Betty's chamber because I was cold
Last Line:
Or the chaplain for tis his trade as in duty bound shall pray
Author:
Jonathan Swift (Absolute)
DMI number:
5941