Dublin, National Library of Ireland, MS 2093 (NLI93)

A collection mostly of court satire, apparently compiled circa 1680 in Ireland. External measurement: 181 by 105 mm. Dark sheepskin binding, boards without decoration of any kind. Spine in 6 panels with paper label stuck on reading `Poems’. 8o gathered in 8s. Watermark: foolscap over HG. Countermark possibly TP. Index on first recto. Two or perhaps three leaves missing from first sig. Text entered longitudinally, so is to be read by placing the short side uppermost and reading down, page by page. The bulk of the MS is in a single hand; however, pp. 141-150 are in a second hand. Two leaves excised between p. 106 and 107 but with no break in numeration. More leaves missing between 134 and 141, this time with break.

O my Myrtillo whose unjust complaint NLI93*1 (ff. [7]v-[3]v (rev.))
<[no title] [end: Roscommon] [written backwards on unnumbered preliminary pages (beginning leaf 7v, concludes on 3v; 4 and 5 are stubs only)] [not in TC]>

[Dear friend] / I hear this town does so abound NLI93*2 (pp. 1-8)
<An epistolary essay from J. N. to J. G. [or S, as in index?] upon their mutual poems. by. E. Rochester for liberty of writing [end: Rochester]>

Were I who to my loss already am NLI93*3 (pp. 9-20)
<A satyr against man [end: Rochester]>

All this with indignation have I hurled NLI93*4 (pp. 21-4)
<A supplement to the Satyr against man. by the E. of Rochester [end: Rochester]>

When Shakespeare Jonson Fletcher ruled the stage NLI93*5 (pp. 25-32)
<In defence of satyr. by Sir Car Scroop [with marginal identifications] [end: Car Scroop]>

To wrack and torture thy unmeaning brain NLI93*6 (pp. 33-5)
<My Lord Rochester to the defence of satyr {Rochester] Rochester’s answer corr} [end: Rochester]>

Rail on poor feeble scribbler speak of me NLI93*7 (p. 35)
<The answer. By Sir Car. Scroop>

How dull and how insensible a beast NLI93*8 (pp. 36-55)
<An essay upon satyr [end: Dreyden]>

All human things are subject to decay NLI93*9 (pp. 56-69)
<Mack {Mark TC} Flecknoe. A satyr on Shadwell [end: Dreyden]>

How far are they deceived who hope in vain NLI93*10 (pp. 70-3)
<Ephelia to Baiarett [end: Rochester]>

[Madam] / If you’re deceived it is not by my cheat NLI93*11 (pp. 74-7)
<An heroical epistle in answer to Ephelia [end: Rochester] [TC title: Bajaret’s answer to Ephelia by Ld Ro:]>

With equal grace and force he walks and writes NLI93*12 (p. 78)
<Lord Mulgrave’s character. by Lord Rochester [end: Rochester]>

What Timon does old age begin t’approach NLI93*13 (pp. 79-90)
<A satyr [end: Rochester uncorr; Sr Ch: Sidley corr (attribution also changed in TC)]>

Gentle Sir George to himself keeps his miss NLI93*14 (p. 90)
<On Sir Geo: Etheridge who had the pox [end: Rochester extempore] [not in TC]>

Chloe by your commands in verse I write NLI93*15 (pp. 91-108)
<Artemiza to Chloe [end: Rochester]>

This bee alone of all his race NLI93*16 (pp. 109-11)
<On the Lady Mary Stewart who eating a honeycomb a bee flew out and stung her neck [end: Rochester]>

My dear Sabina why should you and I NLI93*17 (pp. 112-16)
<Chloë to Sabina [end: Mrs Jean Fox]>

Come on ye critics find one fault who dare NLI93*18 (pp. 117-19)
<King Vortiger a royal vest put on / His grandsire from the naked Picts had won [end: Sir Char: Sidley] [TC title: King Vortiger a royal and A satyr on Mr Ed Howard by Lord Buckhurst]>

Well Sir ’tis granted I said Dryden’s rhymes NLI93*19 (pp. 120-8)
<An allusion to Horace’s 10th Satyr of the 1st book. Nempe incomposito dixi pede etc. [add (TC): being a censure of the poets by Lord Ro:] [end: Rochester]>

As some old admiral in former war NLI93*20 (pp. 129-30)
<The disabled debauchèe [end: Rochester]>

Out of stark love and arrant devotion NLI93*21 (pp. 130-1)
<Of marriage [`R.’] [TC ends here]>

As on his death bed gasping Strephon lay NLI93*22 (pp. 131-2)
<A song on my Lord R[ochester] by Mr Flatman>

Close in a hollow silent cave NLI93*23 (pp. 132-3)
<A song>

<pp. 134-140 excised>

[Of all the plagues with which this world abounds] NLI93*24 (p. 141)
The counsel’s good believe and take it
<[no title; beginning presumed lost. First preserved line `No more libels shall be written’] [in second (legal) hand]>

‘Tis strange that you to whom I’ve long been known NLI93*25 (pp. 142-50)
<In answer to a friend [in second hand]>