AND

ENGLISH COMPOSITION.

BY

GEORGE R. CARPENTER,

Professor of Rhetoric and English Composition, Columbia College.

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INDEX TO FIRST LINES

A Book was writ of late called | Hail, Native Language, that by
Tetrachordon, 95.
sinews weak, 8.
At length, my friend, the far- Harry, whose tuneful and well
fetched letters came, 258.
Avenge, O Lord, thy slaughtered
saints, whose bones, 101.

Because you have thrown off

your Prelate Lord, 97.

Before the starry threshold of

Jove's court, 53.

Blest pair of Sirens, pledges of

Heaven's joy, 26.

Captain or Colonel, or Knight in
Arms, 94.

measured song, 97.

Hence, loathed Melancholy, 34.
Hence, vain deluding Joys, 39.
Here lieth one who did most
truly prove, 29.

Here lies old Hobson. Death hath
broke his girt, 28.

How soon hath Time, the subtle
thief of youth, 33.

I did but prompt the age to quit
their clogs, 96.

Charles - and I say it wondering Lady, that in the prime of ear-

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thou must know, 264.
Cromwell, our chief of men, who
though a cloud, 99.

Cyriack, this three years' day
these eyes, though clear, 103.
Cyriack, whose grandsire on the
royal bench, 102.

liest youth, 94.

Lawrence, of virtuous father
virtuous son, 102.

Let us with a gladsome mind, 2.
Look, Nymphs and Shepherds,
look! 45.

Daughter to that good Earl, Methought I saw my late es-

once President, 95.

poused saint, 104.

Erewhile music, and ethereal Now the bright morning-star,

mirth, 23.

Fairfax, whose name in arms
through Europe rings, 99.
Fly, envious Time, till thou run
out thy race, 25.

Day's harbinger, 27.

O Fairest flower, no sooner blown
but blasted, 5.

O Nightingale that on yon
bloomy spray, 33.