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441. The Reve a little slender choleric thing

First Line:
The Reve a little slender choleric thing
Last Line:
And still rode hindmost of the company
Author:
Thomas Betterton (Absolute)
DMI number:
18351

442. The rich for want of labour to their cost

First Line:
The rich for want of labour to their cost
Last Line:
Slackens our nerves and robs our souls of joy
DMI number:
24679

443. The howling sailors all their anchors weighed

First Line:
The howling sailors all their anchors weighed
Last Line:
And left retreating cliffs and rocks behind
DMI number:
40114

444. The nymph whose charms employ my muse

First Line:
The nymph whose charms employ my muse
Last Line:
To drink her health whose bread we eat | With a fa la &c
DMI number:
25095

445. The present age has many fates bemoaned

First Line:
The present age has many fates bemoaned
Last Line:
Who never had conquered all things but in thee
DMI number:
35600

446. Their services are clock like to be set

First Line:
Their services are clock like to be set
Last Line:
Backward and forward at their lord's command
DMI number:
40960

447. Then men are men when they are all their own

First Line:
Then men are men when they are all their own
Last Line:
Not when by other badges but made known
DMI number:
40963

448. The smith prepares his hammer for the stroke

First Line:
The smith prepares his hammer for the stroke
Last Line:
While the lunged bellows hissing fire provoke
DMI number:
40155

449. The star that shines by daylight

First Line:
The star that shines by daylight
Last Line:
No delight nor life to marking | Wherefore I sing | Any mark any marking | Marking red or yellow | Come come and buy | Or say you why | You deny so brave a fellow
DMI number:
42477

450. The sun just over the hills was peeping

First Line:
The sun just over the hills was peeping
Last Line:
While slaves to Satan
Author:
Allan Ramsay (Absolute)
DMI number:
15361