| 1 | 0–94 | 515 | unassigned | | O Gods whose grace doth guide their gob●les that joy in wedlock pure, O Iuno thou Lucina height, on whom the c… |
| 2 | 95–191 | 520 | T36 Hell, Furies and the language of punishm | 0.74 | why turns he not his face, Retyringe fast into the East back up the day to twine? O father Phoebe to me, to me… |
| 3 | 192–255 | 523 | unassigned | | WHo hath not wist that windy words be ●ain●, And that in talk of trust is not the ground, Here in a mirror may… |
| 4 | 256–345 | 519 | unassigned | | Tho●, and thy babes, are like to ●egge and ●●ar●e, In Nation straunge, (o miserable life) Whyle Iason from hys… |
| 5 | 346–441 | 523 | unassigned | | And never any guilt as yet by wrath inflamed I tried. But now the perilous poisoning wound of Cupid's piercing… |
| 6 | 442–531 | 495 | unassigned | | Medea yet is left, (to much.) and here thou mayst espy The Seas to secure us in flight, and lands aloof that l… |
| 7 | 532–622 | 471 | unassigned | | My sovereign liege, what greater crime have I or less offence Commit against thy majesty, to be exiled hence? … |
| 8 | 623–707 | 468 | unassigned | | at large is stretched out. I being thus of noble race and in an happy plight, With glorious gloss of princely … |
| 9 | 708–795 | 469 | T19 Virtue, Fortune and Vice as abstractions | 0.69 | Let Fortune fight against my case as list her eluysh will, Yet never shall it grieve my heart, repent my deed … |
| 10 | 796–883 | 479 | unassigned | | If needs thou wilt have me avoid, my ship to me restore, Or else my mate with whom I first arrived on this sho… |
| 11 | 884–947 | 505 | unassigned | | LAui●n of life and dreadless was the wight, Attempting first in slender tottering Barge With slyving o'er the … |
| 12 | 948–1028 | 511 | unassigned | | whom irketh not the scold with barking still? To her● the Mermaids di●e who doth not quail, T●at lure the ears… |
| 13 | 1029–1127 | 533 | unassigned | | O wretch if thou desire, What measure ought to poise thy wrath then learn by Cupid's fire, To hate as sore as … |
| 14 | 1128–1221 | 530 | unassigned | | Then only can I be at rest, when every thing I see Thrown headlong topsy turvey down to ruthful end with me. W… |
| 15 | 1222–1319 | 533 | unassigned | | Or else to small Hiolcos' town can I return again? Or toil, the gladsome pleasant lands Of Tempe to attain? Al… |
| 16 | 1320–1407 | 480 | unassigned | | When Creon in malicious mood had thought thee to have slain, Entreated with my teares exile, and life he gave … |
| 17 | 1408–1492 | 477 | unassigned | | Take that thy heel's to scape them both, I do not the advise, That thou against thy father in law In traitorou… |
| 18 | 1493–1580 | 472 | unassigned | | What love unto his silly babes is deeply graft in him? This worketh well I have him trypt● lo now there lieth … |
| 19 | 1581–1669 | 478 | unassigned | | NO fierce force, nor rumbling cage of boisterous blustering wind, No dart shot whirling in the skyes● such ter… |
| 20 | 1670–1760 | 481 | T20 Hercules: labours, suffering and virtue | 0.70 | in croaking narrow nook: That Orpheus Cal●●iops son who stayed the running brooke, while he records on heavenl… |
| 21 | 1761–1861 | 531 | T56 Magic, spells and conjuring | 0.82 | MY shyvering mind amazed is, aghast, and sore dismayed: My chyllysh limbs with quaking cold do tremble all afr… |
| 22 | 1862–1960 | 530 | T56 Magic, spells and conjuring | 0.67 | with slicing deadly knife, Can knit again their soldered parts, and so recover life. Help wakeful Dragon Argos… |
| 23 | 1961–2063 | 549 | T36 Hell, Furies and the language of punishm | 0.80 | O Flittering flocks of grisly ghosts that sit in silent seat O ougsum bugs o gobblyns grim of hell I you entre… |
| 24 | 2064–2166 | 548 | T20 Hercules: labours, suffering and virtue | 0.79 | king Ioues assaulted throne. This is the Centaurs poisoned blood which Nessus vylia●ne vile Who made a rape of… |
| 25 | 2167–2268 | 550 | T20 Hercules: labours, suffering and virtue | 0.67 | Mine arm, that for the bubbling blood an issue may be made, with trilling streams my purple blood let drop on … |
| 26 | 2269–2343 | 479 | T36 Hell, Furies and the language of punishm | 0.82 | WHat ●●arpe assaults of cruel Cupydes' flame With giddy heed thus tosseth to and fro, This bedlam wight, and d… |
| 27 | 2344–2440 | 527 | unassigned | | can I find in my heart To shun this land? if hence I had first fallen away by flight, I would have traveled ba… |
| 28 | 2441–2535 | 528 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.74 | The hateful heart of wife against her Spouse hath yielded place, And pityous mother's mercy mild restoreth nat… |
| 29 | 2536–2632 | 532 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.69 | ●●erte out with jerking sound. whom bumping with thy rapping post Megeta wilt thou crush? whose ghost doth her… |
| 30 | 2633–2723 | 497 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.75 | Lo hear she looketh out, and leans upon the houses frame, That pitchlong hangs with falling sway: hear heap yo… |