University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign, University Library, MS uncat. Rochester Commonplace Book (ILr)

Compiled in the early 1680s, presumably at Cambridge. There are two principal hands, and (?)2 or 3 others, all making entries contemporaneously.

To you great Sir whose power doth extend ILr*1 (f. [1]r)
<The prologue to Mr Smallwood’s speech when he was Tripus>

Now the job’s done and who will say ILr*2 (f. [1]r-v)
<Epilogue to the same>

After that sort of academic wit ILr*3 (ff. [1]v-[2]r)
<Mr Smallwood’s verses to the ladies>

Ah to what sorrows am I led ILr*4 (f. [2]v)
<[no title] [end: I rest thine Lamentable Obediah] [Crum: Obadiah Collinson of Queen’s College, Cambridge, prob. 1680]>

As on his deathbed gasping Strephon lay ILr*5 (f. [3]r)
<Upon the Earl of Rochester’s death>

Cum Strephon extremas morituras duceret horas ILr*5.1 (f. [3]r-v)
<[no title; translation of previous]>

Thou equal partner of the royal bed ILr*6 (f. [4]r)
<Verses made and spoken to the Queen by Mr Duke [f. [4]r blank]>

[Husband thou dull unpitied miscreant] ILr*7 (ff. [5]r, [6]r)
<[beginning lost, starts at l. 37 `It heaps on all men much, but useless care] [f. [5]v blank]>

Tir’d with the noisome follies of the age ILr*8 (ff. [6]r-[9]r)
<The E[arl] of R[ochester]’s farewell>

Were I who to my cost already am ILr*9 (ff. [9]r-[12]r)
<A satyr against man by the Earl of Rochester [includes the `Addition’ as part of the poem]>

Nothing thou elder brother even of shade ILr*10 (ff. [12]v-[13]v)
<Upon nothing by the E[arl] of R[ochester] [numbered stanzas]>

All human things are subject to decay ILr*11 (ff. [13]v-[16]v)
<Mac: Flecknoe. A satyr writ by J. Dryden>

Son of a whore God damn you can you tell ILr*12 (f. [16]v)
<To a postboy: E[arl] of R[ochester]>

O that I could now by some chemic art ILr*13 (f. [16]v)
<The E[arl] of R[ochester’s] wish [6 lines written, then lined through and crossed out]>

Chaste pious prudent Charles the second ILr*14 (ff. [17]r-[19]r)
<The history of insipids. By the E[arl] of R[ochester] [stanzas numbered]>

O Love how cold and slow to take my part ILr*15 (ff. [19]r-[20]r)
<Ovid: Amor: lib: 2d. Eleg: O nunquam pro me satis indignate Cupido!>

Fare well alas I have not time to tell ILr*16 (f. [20]r-v)
<[no title]>