Part 49

See what thou wert! by what Platonic round ii. 175

See you that beauteous queen, which no age tames? ii. 219

Sees not my friend, what a deep snow ii. 99

Shall I believe you can make me return, ii. 306

Shall I complain, or not? or shall I mask ii. 112

Sickness and death, you are but sluggish things, ii. 309

Silence and stealth of days! 'Tis now, i. 74

Since dying for me, Thou didst crave no more i. 278

Since I in storms us'd most to be, i. 283

Since in a land not barren still, i. 145

Since last we met, thou and thy horse--my dear-- ii. 73

Sion's true, glorious God! on Thee i. 269

So from our cold, rude world, which all things tires, ii. 204

So our decays God comforts by ii. 295

So, stick up ivy and the bays, ii. 261

Some esteem it no point of revenge to kill ii. 323

Some struggle and groan as if by panthers torn, ii. 300

Still young and fine! but what is still in view i. 230

Sure, it was so. Man in those early days i. 101

Sure Priam will to mirth incline, ii. 291

Sure, there's a tie of bodies! and as they i. 82

Sure thou didst flourish once! and many springs, i. 209

Sweet, harmless lives!--on whose leisure i. 158

Sweet, sacred hill! on whose fair brow i. 49

Tentasti, fateor, sine vulnere sæpius et me i. liv

Thanks, mighty Silver! I rejoice to see ii. 68

That man for misery excell'd ii. 293

That the fierce pard doth at a beck ii. 325