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321. Best and happiest artisan

First Line:
Best and happiest artisan
Last Line:
The breathing paint will speak anon
DMI number:
25244

322. Best of painters show thy art

First Line:
Best of painters show thy art
Last Line:
Mode's the woman and the sex
DMI number:
27204

323. Bett if kind heaven would grant to me

First Line:
Bett if kind heaven would grant to me
Last Line:
Two that he'd take away the third
Author:
Charles Cotton (Confident)
DMI number:
24696

324. Between the smooth descent of yonder hills

First Line:
Between the smooth descent of yonder hills
Last Line:
Till came from heaven the unfeared and unresisted stroke
Author:
John Hoadly (Speculation)
DMI number:
19727

325. Between two courts is placed the royal guest

First Line:
Between two courts is placed the royal guest
Last Line:
Bade each from him their large commission take
DMI number:
28924

326. Between two thieves the just condemned to die

First Line:
Between two thieves the just condemned to die
Last Line:
For sins in the world he for the world's sins died
DMI number:
41894

327. Between what you collect and what you set

First Line:
Between what you collect and what you set
Last Line:
The promise of a golden harvest yields
Author:
Sneyd Davies (Absolute)
DMI number:
25766

328. Bevil that with your friend would roam

First Line:
Bevil that with your friend would roam
Last Line:
And here thy generous tear be paid
Author:
James Marriott (Absolute)
DMI number:
26249

329. Beville who with your friend would roam

First Line:
Beville who with your friend would roam
Last Line:
And here your generous tear be paid
Author:
James Marriott (Absolute)
DMI number:
25527

330. Black choler filled his breast that boiled with ire

First Line:
Black choler filled his breast that boiled with ire
Last Line:
And from his eyeballs flashed the living fire
Author:
Alexander Pope (Absolute)
DMI number:
12900