Hast thou begun an act? ne"er then give o"er, II. 42.
Haste is unhappy: what we rashly do, II. 85.
Have, have ye no regard, all ye, II. 251.
Have I not blest thee? Then go forth, nor fear, I. 193.
Have ye beheld (with much delight), I. 203.
He that ascended in a cloud shall come, II. 227.
He that is hurt seeks help: sin is the wound, II. 226.
He that may sin, sins least: leave to transgress, I. 136.
He that will live of all cares dispossess"d, II. 129.
He that will not love must be, I. 127.
He who commends the vanquished, speaks the power, I. 252.
He who has suffered shipwreck fears to sail, II. 11.
He who wears blacks and mourns not for the dead, II. 148.
Health is no other, as the learned hold, II. 42.
Health is the first good lent to men, I. 50.
Hear, ye virgins, and I"ll teach, I. 151.
Heaven is most fair; but fairer He, II. 227.
Heaven is not given for our good works here, II. 239.
h.e.l.l is no other but a soundless pit, II. 214.
h.e.l.l is the place where whipping-cheer abounds, II. 214.
Help me! help me! now I call, I. 10.
Help me, Julia, for to pray, II. 154.
Hence a blessed soul is fled, II. 9.
Hence, hence, profane, and none appear, II. 205.
Hence, hence, profane! soft silence let us have, I. 109.
Hence they have borne my Lord; behold! the stone, II. 255.
Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee, II. 17.
Her pretty feet, I. 243.
Here a little child I stand, II. 202.
Here a pretty baby lies, II. 26.
Here a solemn fast we keep, I. 212.
Here, here, I live, I. 214.
Here down my wearied limbs I"ll lay, I. 153.
Here, here I live with what my board, I. 251.
Here I myself might likewise die, II. 82.
Here lies a virgin, and as sweet, II. 71.
Here lies Jonson with the rest, II. 109.
Here she lies, a pretty bud, I. 154.
Here she lies in bed of spice, II. 91.
Here we are all by day; by night we"re hurl"d, I. 23.
Here we securely live and eat, I. 248.
Holyrood, come forth and shield, I. 222.
Holy water come and bring, II. 73.
Holy waters. .h.i.ther bring, II. 127.
Honour thy parents; but good manners call, II. 202.
Honour to you who sit, II. 76.
How am I bound to Two! G.o.d who doth give, II. 190.
How am I ravish"d! when I do but see, I. 174.
How can I choose but love and follow her, I. 227.
How dull and dead are books that cannot show, I. 177.