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171. Sweet as the fragrant breath of genial May

First Line:
Sweet as the fragrant breath of genial May
Last Line:
Each herb that grows round Aesculapius' tomb
Author:
John Gilbert Cooper (Absolute)
DMI number:
28625

172. That man is a vapour the Scriptures declare

First Line:
That man is a vapour the Scriptures declare
Last Line:
Yet he firmly believes that his spirit will rise
DMI number:
31960

173. That thy wife coughs all night and spits all day

First Line:
That thy wife coughs all night and spits all day
Last Line:
She will not die but wheedles like a jade
Author:
Sir Charles Sedley (Absolute)
DMI number:
6329

174. The gods at first in pity to our race

First Line:
The gods at first in pity to our race
Last Line:
We'd changed our passion and had died for grief
Author:
Sir Richard Steele (Speculation)
DMI number:
7012

175. The gout as yet I think remains unsung

First Line:
The gout as yet I think remains unsung
Last Line:
Tis patience proves the kindest nurse
DMI number:
18404

176. The doctor is feed for a dangerous draught

First Line:
The doctor is feed for a dangerous draught
Last Line:
Twill soon cure the fever that burns up your mind
Author:
Henry Fielding (Confident)
DMI number:
20735

177. The enemy of life decayer of all kind

First Line:
The enemy of life decayer of all kind
Last Line:
And drove the first dart deeper more and more
Author:
Sir Thomas Wyatt (Absolute)
DMI number:
8811

178. The only way to salve a deep disease

First Line:
The only way to salve a deep disease
Last Line:
Receipts before distempers grow too high
DMI number:
40762

179. The moon was pendulous above

First Line:
The moon was pendulous above
Last Line:
Crabs only were the fruit on it
DMI number:
21914

180. The little wanton god of love

First Line:
The little wanton god of love
Last Line:
Yet how dreadful is your wound
Author:
Mary Goddard (Speculation)
DMI number:
21944