Harvard University Library, MS Eng. 585 (He85)

Formerly Phillippps MS 8418. Librarian’s note facing p. 1 `Collection of satirical ballads and poems in the time of Charles II’. In a professional hand. Compiled circa 1686.

Of all the sots with which the nation’s cursed He85*1 (pp. 1-7)
<The present state of matrimony [p. 8 blank]>

Not thicker are the stars i’th’ milky way He85*2 (pp. 9-17)
<The survey [p. 18 blank]>

What art thou O thou new-found pain He85*3 (pp. 19-24)
<Desire. A pindaric>

Julian how comes it that of late we see He85*4 (pp. 25-7)
<Letter to Julian [p. 28 blank]>

This way of writing I observe by some He85*5 (pp. 29-32)
<Satire>

Of fields I write famous for mighty lust He85*6 (pp. 33-6)
<Satire of Lincolns Inn-Fields {Satire of] On the ladies in TC}>

Sir / ‘Twas Sarsfield Parsons and Monshermon’s wit He85*7 (pp. 37-9)
<Letter [pp. 40, 41 blank]>

Send forth dear Julian all thy books He85*8 (pp. [42]-45)
<Satyr to Julian [TC title: Lampoon] [p. [42] containing stanzas 1-4 is a replacement page in a different hand] [p. 46 blank]>

Come all ye youths that yet are free He85*9 (pp. 47-51)
<A ballad to the tune of Chevy Chace or, As King Henry ruled this land {land] ~ Part 1 TC} [p. 52 blank]>

The town has thought fit He85*10 (pp. 53-5)
<Satyr on the town [p. 56 blank]>

Thou doting fond besotted amorous fool He85*11 (pp. 57-60)
<Satyr against love and women>

Give o’er ye dull sots He85*12 (pp. 61-2)
<New Market ballad>

The king duke and state He85*13 (pp. 63-7)
<Ballad [p. 68 blank]>

Wonder not Nelly He85*14 (pp. 69-73)
<An ill song to a good old tune [p. 74 blank]>

Our monarch’s whore from France is come He85*15 (pp. 74-7)
<Portsmouth’s return. To the new Scotch tune [p. 78 blank]>

Thou mighty princess {princes} lovely queen of holes He85*16 (pp. 79-81)
<A paradox encomium of Q[ueen] A[nne] etc>

Here’s a health to the king whom the crown does belong to He85*17 (p. 82)
<[no title] [not in TC] [added by a later hand]>

No longer blame those on the banks of Nile He85*18 (pp. 83-4)
<A riddle>

But why this fury all that e’er was writ He85*19 (pp. 85-92)
<Satyr. Ignis ignibus extinguitur>

Three nymphs as chaste as ever Venus bred He85*20 (pp. 93-7)
<The wedding>

For Warwick she keeps two stallions in pay He85*21 (pp. 98-101)
<Lampoon>

I’ll show you the captains of Aubrey Vere He85*22 (pp. 102-4)
<A new ditty>

In Cloris all soft charms agree He85*23 (pp. 105-6)
<Song>

You happy youths whose hearts are free He85*24 (p. 107)
<Song>

May the ambitious favour find He85*25 (p. 108)
<Song>

To St Giles’s I went He85*26 (pp. 109-13)
<St. Giles’s Church>

Hail poet laureate of this barren isle He85*27 (pp. 114-17)
<Answer to the poet of St. Giles’s Church>

From the deep vaulted den of endless night He85*28 (pp. 118-23)
<Rochester’s ghost addressing himself to the Secretary of the Muses>

Of all the vermin that did e’er debase He85*29 (pp. 124-6)
<An essay [pp. 127, 128 blank] [This entry divided off in index, though index then continues in same hand]>

Curse on those critics ignorant and vain He85*30 (pp. 129-33)
<Satyr on the court ladies [new hand? begins]>

Since every foolish coxcomb thinks it fit He85*31 (pp. 134-9)
<Answer to the foregoing satyr>

Dorset no gentle nymph can find He85*32 (p. 140)
<Dorset’s lamentation, for Mall Howard’s absence>

After thinking this fortnight of Whig and of Tory He85*33 (pp. 141-2)
<My opinion>

To Tunbridge I went He85*34 (pp. 143-4)
<A ballad from Tunbridge>

If Sylla’s ghost made bloody Cat’line start He85*35 (pp. 145-9)
<Nelly’s complaint>

Muse let us change our style and live in peace He85*36 (pp. 150-6)
<Utile dulce>

Of all the plagues with which this world abounds He85*37 (pp. 157-60)
<An essay of scandal>

Stamford’s countess led the van He85*38 (pp. 161-6)
<The ladies march>

Of a great heroine I mean to tell He85*39 (pp. 167-70)
<A panegyric>

Assist me Stanhope while I sing He85*40 (pp. 171-4)
<Cheviot Chace. 2d part>

Tell me Armida tell me why He85*41 (p. 175)
<A farewell to his mistress>

Julian with care peruse the lines I send He85*42 (pp. 176-8)
<A new year’s gift: to the Secretary of the Muses>

As when proud Lucifer aimed at a throne He85*43 (pp. 179-80)
<The parallel>

Since satyr is the only thing that’s writ He85*44 (pp. 181-3)
<Satyr undisguised>

At court when none but knaves and fools prevail He85*45 (pp. 184-5)
<Scotch loyalty: or, remarks on the instalment>

No longer may the English nation boast He85*46 (pp. 186-7)
<Scotch lampoon>

The censuring world perhaps may not esteem He85*47 (pp. 188-95)
<Satyr on the players>

You scribblers that write still of widows and maids He85*48 (pp. 196-9)
<Lady Freschvile’s song of the wives. To the tune of Four able physicians are late come to town>

Satyr’s despotic now none can withstand He85*49 (pp. 200-1)
<Advice to the satirical poets>

In vain the fulsome errors of the age He85*50 (pp. 202-11)
<Satyr, on both Whigs, and Tories>

Big with the thoughts of pleasure down I came He85*51 (pp. 212-16)
<Tunbridge lampoon>

Aid me Bellona what strange news is this He85*52 (pp. 217-20)
<Satyr>

First the sweet speaker Wi Williams I saw He85*53 (pp. 221-3)
<Satyr on the Whiggish lawyers>

Under this weeping monumental stone He85*54 (pp. 224-5)
<Epitaph, on the Secretary of the Muses>

Rome’s story tells of a triumvirate He85*55 (pp. 226-7)
<The pair royal of ladies>

Much has been said of strumpets of yore He85*56 (pp. 228-30)
<An historical ballad>

With scorn the world but I with pity see He85*57 (pp. 231-3)
<Convenimus ambo>

Happy great prince and so much happier thou He85*58 (pp. 234-42)
<Sardanapalus. Ode>

Though teaching thy peculiar bus’ness be He85*59 (p. 243)
<To the author of Sardanapalus, on that, and his other writings>

The Prince of Whigland swaggers in Whitehall He85*60 (p. 244)
<The Prince of Whigland>

This making of bastards great He85*61 (pp. 245-8)
<A ballad: to the tune of, Old Simon the king>

Our rebel party of late He85*62 (pp. 249-53)
<A merry new ballad: in answer to Old Rowley the king>

Nature does strangely female gifts dispense He85*63 (pp. 254-5)
<Woman’s wisdom>

Leave off your ogling Francis He85*64 (pp. 256-8)
<Advice. Or, an heroic epistle to Mr. Fr[ancis] Villers. To an excellent new tune, called A health to Betty [TC title: Sir Roger Martin’s epistle]>

You Whigs and you Tories you trimmers and all He85*65 (pp. 259-62)
<Evidence Mall. Or a merry new ballad, to a sad old tune, called Packington’s Pound>

Fair royal maid permit a youth undone He85*66 (pp. 263-7)
<Bajazet to Gloriana>

If Aphra’s worth were needful to be known He85*67 (pp. 268-70)
<The female laureate>

Of civil dudgeon many a bard He85*68 (pp. 271-9)
<The combat: between Frank and Nan. [includes `The Argument’ (Nan and Frank two quondam friends) and `Canto’ (Of civil dudgeon many a bard)]>

There’s Sunderland the Tory He85*69 (pp. 280-4)
<A ballad. To the tune of Sir Roger Martin [TC title: Ballad on the 3 chits]>

While I in the camp was playing my part He85*70 (pp. 285-6)
<A translation of a dialogue between G. and A.>

When noble Prince George was certainly come He85*71 (pp. 287-8)
<The welcome>

A long preludium where the matter’s full He85*72 (pp. 289-93)
<Tunbridge remarks>

Tunbridge which once has been the happy seat He85*73 (pp. 294-302)
<News from Tunbridge>

Too long we have troubled the court and the town He85*74 (pp. 303-4)
<The compleat fop>

Mine and the poet’s plague consume you all He85*75 (pp. 305-6)
<Julian’s farewell to the Muses>

Since the united cunning of the stage He85*76 (pp. 307-15)
<Satyr on the modern translators. Odi imitatores servum pecus etc>

Sir / All my endeavours all my hopes depend He85*77 (pp. 316-25)
<Satyr on the poets. In imitation of the 7th. satyr of Juvenal. Et spes, et ratio studiorum etc.>

Let equipage and dress despair He85*78 (pp. 326-7)
<Song, on Basset>

Alas I now am weary grown He85*79 (pp. 328-9)
<Norfolk’s fall>

Dear friend I fain would try once more He85*80 (pp. 330-6)
<A letter to Julian, from Tunbridge>

Who can but wonder at this season He85*81 (pp. 337-41)
<Lymonides: or, the western expedition. Part 1st.>

Begin we now a second time He85*81.1 (pp. 342-6)
<Lymonides. Part 2d.>

Melinda who had never been He85*82 (pp. 347-8)
<The coquette>

Here take this Warcup spread this up and down He85*83 (pp. 349-53)
<To Captain Warcup>

‘Tis true that I have lately seen He85*84 (pp. 354-7)
<The answer>

But here ’tis fit I choose a nobler verse He85*84.1 (pp. 358-60)
<[no separate title in text or TC] [metre reverts to that of #83]>

Of all the plagues mankind possess He85*85 (pp. 361-9)
<Madam Le Croy>

Damon that author of so great renown He85*86 (pp. 370-2)
<The renegado poet>

Hast thou no friend so kind to let thee know He85*87 (pp. 373-4)
<To the observator>

Once how I doted on this jilting town He85*88 (pp. 375-81)
<The town life>

Since love and verse as well as wine He85*89 (pp. 382-5)
<Sir George Etheridge, to the Earl of Middleton>

To you who live in chill degree He85*90 (pp. 386-9)
<Mr. Dryden’s letter, to Sir George Etheridge>

From hunting whores and haunting play He85*91 (pp. 390-1)
<Sir George Etheridge, to the Earl of Middleton. 2d. letter>

Thou say’st thou’rt Mars’s scholar and ’tis true He85*92 (p. 392)
<To the author of La Muse de Cavalier>

Easing my body t’other day He85*93 (pp. 393-4)
<To an unknown scribbler, who directed a railing paper to the author of La Muse de Cavalier, etc>

Older and wiser has long a proverb been He85*94 (pp. 395-402)
<On the camp>

Upon the downs when shall I breathe at ease He85*95 (p. 403)
<O rus! quando te aspiciam? quandoque licebit / Nunc veterum scripsit, nunc somno et inertibus horis / Ducere solicitæ jucunda oblivia vitæ? / Paraphrased>

Though satyrs do admonish every year He85*96 (pp. 404-10)
<Tunbridge lampoon>

The widows and maids / May now hold up their heads He85*97 (pp. 411-14)
<Ballad. To the old tune, Taking of snuff is the mode of the court, etc>

Since scandals fly thick He85*98 (pp. 415-21)
<The vindication. Part the 1st>

Since you have forgot He85*99 (pp. 422-7)
<The vindication. Part the 2d>

All you that know men and for virgins would pass He85*100 (pp. 428-30)
<The lady’s mistake: or, the physician’s puzzle. To the tune of Packington’s Pound>

If devout Pawlet Mary He85*101 (pp. 431-3)
<A new ballad. Or Truth needs no vindication. To the tune of He got money by’t etc>

Damn that opinion which will not allow He85*102 (pp. 434-5)
<Satyr against matrimony>

What art thou O thou new-found pain He85*103 (pp. 436-41)
<Desire. A pindaric>

What should I ask my friend which best would be He85*104 (pp. 442-4)
<Cato’s answer to Labienus, when he advised him to consult the oracle of Jupiter Ammon. Being a translation of part of the 9th book of Lucan, beginning at – Quid quæri Labiene jubes?>

Cursed be those dull unpointed doggerel rhymes He85*105 (pp. 445-66)
<A faithful catalogue of our most eminent ninnies. Quos, omnes / Vicini oderunt, noti, pueri, atque puellæ. Hor. Serm. 1. [with endnotes]>

Tell me thou treasury of spite He85*106 (pp. 467-75)
<A new letter to Julian>


On p. [486] a childish hand has written `a due dear mis thees Lines I dow present your hand to kis Mac and’

<Index>

on blank page following index `Resed of madame Chadwell’ (=Shadwell?)