| To My Lord B. of S. He Being at York |
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| A Song |
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| Epitaph, An |
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| A Quarrel Betwixt Tower-Hill and Tyburn |
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| I wot a tree XII bowes betake |
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| Lady, you think you spite me |
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| Red sky at night |
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| Vacuna |
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| A Mock Remonstrance Referring to the Porters Petition |
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| An Elegie on the Death of Sir Bevile Grenville |
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And I mus say
That you did a fine
Job writting your poem