John Harold Wilson, Court Satires of the Restoration (Columbus, Ohio: Ohio State University Press, 1976) (z-CSR)

<Page numbers are those of the poem, not including subsequent notes. Titles are Wilson’s, not necessarily those of the copy-text>

Cary’s face is not the best z-CSR*1 (pp. 3-6)
But he’s like to recover
<[On the ladies of the court] [1663] [copy-text: Od8]>

Good people draw near z-CSR*2 (pp. 10-12)
Level coil with a prince and a player
<A ballad [1667] [copy-text: BLa62]>

You ladies all of merry England z-CSR*3 (pp. 15-18)
Indeed ‘t had gone hard with Signior Dildo
<Signior Dildo ([December] 1673) [copy-text: BLh19]>

Cleveland was doubtless to blame z-CSR*4 (pp. 20-1)
So many good buttered buns
<Lampoon [March, 1676] [copy-text: BLh13]>

As Colin drove his sheep along z-CSR*5 (pp. 23-7)
Blither girls than any there
<Colin ([Late Summer,] 1679) [copy-text: BLa07]>

In a famous street near Whetstones Park z-CSR*6 (pp. 32-4)
Or ’tis forty to one but they get there a fall / With a fa-la-la-la
<On several women about town [Spring, 1680] [copy-text: Od57]>

Curse on those critics ignorant and vain z-CSR*7 (pp. 36-8)
But some are fools enough to take their own
<Satire on the court ladies ([Spring,] 1680) [copy-text: BLh19]>

Since every foolish coxcomb thinks it fit z-CSR*8 (pp. 41-4)
Dyedapping Wharton bears the bays away
<An answer to the satire on the court ladies (1680) [copy-text: BLh19]>

Of all quality whores modest Betty for me z-CSR*9 (pp. 47-8)
Sweet Candish in cunt and bold Frank at her arse
<Ballad on Betty Felton [Summer, 1680] [copy-text: VAd43]>

Muse let us change our style and live in peace z-CSR*10 (p. 49-53)
And peevish Jack will never write again
<Utile dulce ([January,] 1681) [copy-text: BLh13]>

Stamford’s countess led the van z-CSR*11 (pp. 56-9)
All too short to satisfy her
<The ladies’ march ([Early] 1681) [copy-text: BLh17]>

Of all the plagues with which this world abounds z-CSR*12 (pp. 63-5)
The counsel’s good believe and take it
<An essay of scandal ([Summer,] 1681) [copy-text: BLa07]>

Of villains rebels cuckolds pimps and spies z-CSR*13 (pp. 68-72)
Nor Nell so much inverted nature spewed
<An heroic poem [1681] [copy-text: BLh13]>

Three nymphs as chaste as ever Venus bred z-CSR*14 (pp. 76-9)
And all my foes such virtuous spouses get
<On three late marriages [Early 1682] [copy-text: BLh13]>

This way of writing I observed by some z-CSR*15 (pp. 81-3)
All living creatures fuck except the king
<Satire ([April,] 1682) [copy-text: VAd43]>

Send forth dear Julian all thy books z-CSR*16 (pp. 86-9)
And every night I’ll sit and write / Then hey boys up go we
<Satire to Julian ([Summer,] 1682) [copy-text: BLh13]>

The king duke and state z-CSR*17 (pp. 92-5)
Deserve ten times more to be posted
<A ballad ([August,] 1682) [copy-text: BLh19]>

If Sulla’s ghost made bloody Catiline start z-CSR*18 (pp. 97-100)
Send Doctor Burnet to me or I die
<Mrs. Nelly’s complaint ([Autumn,] 1682) [copy-text: BLh19]>

Come all ye youths that yet are free z-CSR*19 (pp. 102-5)
Like Arundel and Gray
<A ballad to the tune of Cheviot Chace, or Whenas King Henry ruled this land ([November,] 1682) [copy-text: BLh19]>

Assist me Stanhope while I sing z-CSR*20 (pp. 105-8)
In prose or else in rhyme
<Cheviot Chace. Part II. 1682 [copy-text: BLh19]>

You scribblers that write still of widows and maids z-CSR*21 (pp. 112-14)
If everyone’s wife should turn honest again
<The Lady Freschvile’s song of the wives to the tune of Four able physicians are lately come to town (1682) [copy-text: BLh19]>

Leave off your ogling Francis z-CSR*22 (pp. 118-19)
And servant Roger Martin
<Advice, or a heroic epistle to Mr. Fr. Villiers to an excellent new tune called A health to Betty [Early 1683] [copy-text: BLh19]>

In vain the fulsome errors of the age z-CSR*23 (pp. 121-7)
Thou yet has stock enough thyself to trade
<Satire on both Whigs and Tories [July, 1683] [copy-text: BLh19]>

Dear Julian twice or thrice a year z-CSR*24 (pp. 131-4)
From some o’ th’authors named above
<Letter to Julian [Summer, 1684] [copy-text: BLh19]>

Mine and the poets’ plague consume you all z-CSR*25 (pp. 138-9)
And safer far by pimping get my bread
<Julian’s farewell to the muses (Summer, 1685) [copy-text: BLh19]>

Dear friend I fain would try once more z-CSR*26 (pp. 141-5)
Matter much more ridiculous
<A letter to Julian from Tunbridge [October, 1685] [copy-text: BLh19]>

Before you’re at one tedious page’s end z-CSR*27 (pp. 149-51)
But is I fear an atheist in his heart
<The court diversion [January, 1686] [copy-text: Oep52]>

Young widows and maids / Now hold up your heads z-CSR*28 (pp. 154-7)
To content both my lord and my lady
<The two Tom Lucys [April, 1686] [copy-text: BLa97]>

Here take this Warcup spread this up and down z-CSR*29 (pp. 159-63)
With horns instead of bays the hero crowned
<To Capt. Warcup [June, 1686] [copy-text: F12]>

Of all the plagues mankind possess z-CSR*30 (pp. 166-71)
Worn out of date have chilled my tired muse
<Madam Le Croix [June, 1686] [copy-text: BLa94]>

A session of lovers was held t’other day z-CSR*31 (pp. 175-92)
He had left being a man she would make him a beast
<The lovers’ session in imitation of Sir John Suckling’s "Session of Poets" [June, 1687] [copy-text: BLa62]>

Give o’er ye poor players depend not on wit z-CSR*32 (pp. 199-202)
And turn all my Bordeaux to champagne and Nantes
<Julian’s farewell to the coquets [September, 1687] [copy-text: BLh17]>

A session of ladies was held on the stage z-CSR*33 (pp. 204-13)
Since the goddess had made so equal a choice
<The session of ladies [April, 1688] [copy-text: BLh19]>

Long had my pen lain dull and useless by z-CSR*34 (pp. 217-21)
I’d not despair though I’d my father slain
<Satire on Benting [March, 1689] [copy-text: Of15]>