Part 51

'Tis madness sure; and I am in the fit, ii. 184

'Tis not rich furniture and gems, ii. 147

'Tis now clear day: I see a rose i. 33

'Tis true, I am undone: yet, ere I die, ii. 17

To live a stranger unto life ii. 304

True life in this is shown, ii. 304

'Twas so; I saw thy birth. That drowsy lake i. 45

Tyrant, farewell! this heart, the prize ii. 8

Unfold! Unfold! Take in His light, ii. 254

Up, O my soul! and bless the Lord! O God, i. 202

Up to those bright and gladsome hills, i. 136

Vain, sinful art! who first did fit i. 219

Vain wits and eyes i. 16

Virtue's fair cares some people measure ii. 303

Vivaces oculorum ignes et lumina dia ii. 159

Waters above! eternal springs! ii. 248

Weary of this same clay and straw, I laid i. 153

We thank you, worthy Sir, that now we see ii. 97

Weighing the steadfastness and state i. 169

Welcome, dear book, soul's joy and food! The feast i. 103

Welcome sweet and sacred feast! welcome life! i. 134

Welcome, white day! a thousand suns, i. 184

Well, we are rescued! and by thy rare pen ii. 104

What can the man do that succeeds the king? i. 247

What clouds, Menalcas, do oppress thy brow, ii. 278

What fix'd affections, and lov'd laws ii. 228

What happy, secret fountain, i. 241

What greater good hath decked great Pompey's crown ii. 306