Ah, my
Perilla!
Robert Herrick
Ah, Bianca! now I see, II. 132.
Ah, cruel love! must I endure, I. 90.
Ah! Lycidas, come tell me why, I. 229.
Ah, me! I love; give him your hand to kiss, II. 91.
Ah, my Anthea! Must my heart still break, I. 27.
Ah, my Perilla! dost thou grieve to see, I. 8.
Ah, Posthumus! our years hence fly, I. 165.
Alas! I can't, for tell me how, II. 159.
All are not ill plots that do sometimes fail, II. 162.
All has been plundered from me but my wit, II. 90.
All I have lost that could be rapt from me, II. 212.
All things are open to these two events, I.
