Christ, He
requires
still, wheresoe'er He comes, II.
Robert Herrick
127.
Charm me asleep, and melt me so, I. 117.
Charms that call down the moon from out her sphere, I. 122.
Charon, O Charon, draw thy boat to th' shore, II. 270.
Charon! O gentle Charon! let me woo thee, II. 58.
Cherry-ripe, ripe, ripe, I cry, I. 21.
Choose me your valentine, I. 36.
Christ, He requires still, wheresoe'er He comes, II. 192.
Christ, I have read, did to His chaplains say, II. 223.
Christ never did so great a work but there, II. 237.
Christ took our nature on Him, not that He, II. 238.
Christ was not sad, i' the garden, for His own, II. 227.
Christ, when He hung the dreadful cross upon, II. 228.
Clear are her eyes, I. 243.
Close keep your lips, if that you mean, II. 61.
Charm me asleep, and melt me so, I. 117.
Charms that call down the moon from out her sphere, I. 122.
Charon, O Charon, draw thy boat to th' shore, II. 270.
Charon! O gentle Charon! let me woo thee, II. 58.
Cherry-ripe, ripe, ripe, I cry, I. 21.
Choose me your valentine, I. 36.
Christ, He requires still, wheresoe'er He comes, II. 192.
Christ, I have read, did to His chaplains say, II. 223.
Christ never did so great a work but there, II. 237.
Christ took our nature on Him, not that He, II. 238.
Christ was not sad, i' the garden, for His own, II. 227.
Christ, when He hung the dreadful cross upon, II. 228.
Clear are her eyes, I. 243.
Close keep your lips, if that you mean, II. 61.
