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301. The work is finished which nor dreads the rage

First Line:
The work is finished which nor dreads the rage
Last Line:
One half of round eternity is mine
Author:
Leonard Welsted (Confident)
DMI number:
12048

302. The work is finished which not dreads the rage

First Line:
The work is finished which not dreads the rage
Last Line:
One half of round eternity is mine
Author:
Leonard Welsted (Confident)
DMI number:
15503

303. Then rises one of the presumptuous throng

First Line:
Then rises one of the presumptuous throng
Last Line:
And to her harp this composition sings
Author:
Arthur Maynwaring (Absolute)
DMI number:
11485

304. Thence clad in saffron robes through boundless skies

First Line:
Thence clad in saffron robes through boundless skies
Last Line:
The winds from which their name they borrow blast
Author:
Lewis Theobald (Confident)
DMI number:
17442

305. Thence in his saffron robe for distant Thrace

First Line:
Thence in his saffron robe for distant Thrace
Last Line:
And now is cherished to a tree transformed
Author:
William Congreve (Absolute)
DMI number:
11888

306. Thence Perseus like a cloud by storms was driven

First Line:
Thence Perseus like a cloud by storms was driven
Last Line:
The stars the heavens and all the gods sustained
Author:
Laurence Eusden (Confident)
DMI number:
11447

307. There is a bawd renowned in Venus' wars

First Line:
There is a bawd renowned in Venus' wars
Last Line:
No brandy and eternal thirst thy lot
Author:
Sir Charles Sedley (Absolute)
DMI number:
6688

308. These greedy birds fly screeching though the skies

First Line:
These greedy birds fly screeching though the skies
Last Line:
And with their blood they make the cradle gay
Author:
Ovid (Absolute)
DMI number:
15884

309. These lines my lord your cruel absence mourn

First Line:
These lines my lord your cruel absence mourn
Last Line:
Too late like me my fading charms you mourn
DMI number:
18035

310. These lines my lovely faithless swain peruse

First Line:
These lines my lovely faithless swain peruse
Last Line:
Rejoin their lustre and commence divine
DMI number:
18033