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A Puthagorass' sowles transmigration Volpone
B Johnso:
yis but fro ye moylie into whom didst thou pass
By Nano, in Volpone (1.2.42-47), Ben Jonson
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 142, f. 19v

Amorphus his Mistris Glove
Thou more then sweet glove
Vnto my more sweet Love
Suffer me to store with kisses,
This empty lodging yt now misses
The your rosy hand yt have the
Thou art soft but teat was softer
Cupids sets hard kist it often
Thine ire he did his mothers dowes
Supposing Her the Queene of Loves
That was thy Mistris
Best of Gloves. Cynthia John
By Amorphus, in Cynthia's Revels (4.3.252-263), Ben Jonson
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 142, f. 45v

Crites begging yt his invention might thriue
Now thriue Inuention in this glorious Court
By Crites, in Cynthia's Revels (5.5.70), Ben Jonson
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 142, f. 45v

Apollo if I ever hung
Elaborate Peans on thy golden shrine,
Or sung thy triumphes in a lofty straine
Fit for a theatre of Gods to heare.
And thou sweet Majas joy lb inside canonical here
Whose statue I oft with discolourd flowers Have deckt: now favour me. &c.
By Crites, in Cynthia's Revels (4.6.59-69), Ben Jonson
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 142, f. 45v

To the Moone. Yt cleare pearle of Heav.
Diana stick thy Virgin=waxen torch With its repaired shine in this our spheare
By Cynthia, in Cynthia's Revels (5.6.19-27), Ben Jonson
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 142, f. 45v

yow goe to your schoole to right your rufflings.
By Phantaste, in Cynthia's Revels (5.10.39-40), Ben Jonson
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 142, f. 45v