, in thy orisons
Nympholepsy of some fond despair
Observance, the breach than the
Observed of all observers
Ocean, deep bosom of the
--, a painted
Odd numbers, divinity in
Odious, comparisons are
Odorous, comparisons are
Off with his head
Offense is rank
Offending, head and front of my
Office, hath but a losing
Officer, fear each bush an
Offspring of Heaven first-born
Oil, consumed the midnight
Old man eloquent
--Grimes is dead
Oliver, Rowland for an
Omega, Alpha and
One that hath, unto every
--kind kiss before we part
--, the many must labor for the
--line, could wish to blot
--is content, no more to desire
--is as God made him
Onward, bear up and steer light
Opinions, halt ye between two, ii
--have bought golden
--, stiff in
--backed by a wager
Optics sharp it needs
Oracle, I am sir
--of God
Orators repair
Orb in orb
Order of, stand not upon the
--is Heaven's first law
--this matter in France
Ore, and tricks with new-spangled
Orient pearl, sowed the earth
Othello's occupation's gone
Out of mind, oat of sight
Outrun the constable
Owl, was by a mousing, hawked at
Own, do what I will with mine
Ox, better than a stalled
Oxlips and the nodding violet
Oyster, then the world's mine
Oysters not good without an R in the month
Pain, the labor we delight in physics
--is lessened by
--, die of a rose in aromatic
--, heart that never feels a
--, a stranger yet to
Pains, pleasure ill poetic
Painting, more than, can express
Pale, prithee, why so
Palinurus nodded
Palm, bear thy, alone
--, like some tall
Palpable, clothing the
Pangs of guilty power
Pantaloon, lean and slippered
Paradise of fools
--, walked in
Parallel, none but himself can be his
Parent of good
Parish church, plain as way to
Parting' in such sweet sorrow
Partitions thin their bounds divide
Party, gave up to, what was meant for mankind
Passing fair, is she not
Passion, till our, dies
--, the ruling
Passions fly with life
Pastures lie down in green
--, and fresh fields
Patches, a king of shreds and
Patience on a monument
Peace, all her paths are
--, piping times of
Peace and rest can never dwell
--, makes a solitude and calls it
--hath her victories
Pearls before swine
--did grow, how
--, who would search for
Pearls at random strung
Peasantry, a bold
Pebbles, as gathering
Pen of a ready writer
--, make thee famous by my
--dropped from an angel's wing
--mightier than the sword
Pendulum, man, thou
Pensioner, a
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