| To a Goldsmiths Most Faire Wife, that Alwaies Useth to Stand Behinde the Desk in Her Shop |
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| Of Myselfe |
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| To Honest Gamesome Garret, at Court |
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| To Fulvia in Comfort of Her Heavinesse |
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| To the No Lesse Strange then Farre-Renowned Peregrine |
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| Against Fighting Flaccus His Lying Too Open |
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| Bis Dat Qui Cito Dat |
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| To My Worthily-Disposed Friend Mr. Sam Daniell |
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| Of Iellaes Bruising-Fall |
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| To the Highly Honored Earle of Ormond |
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