The selected word "your" appears 29 times in the following 16 texts (sorted by results):
- Agrippina, a Tragedy (9 results)
1 'Tis well, begone! your errand is performed.
2 The message needs no comment. Tell your master,
23 And the mute air are privy to your passion.
24 Forgive your servant's fears, who sees the danger
54 Through various life I have pursued your steps,
55 Have seen your soul, and wondered at its daring:
66 Impending o'er your son: their answer was,
80 These were your gift, and with them you bestowed
179 Yet if your injured shades demand my fate,
- [Lines Spoken by the Ghost of John Dennis at the Devil Tavern] (3 results)
6 Reveal to mortal view your realms profound;
9 Nor seeks he your Tartarean fires to know,
37 Would tire alike your patience and my muse.
- [Translation] From Tasso [Gerusalemme Liberata] Canto 14, Stanza 32-9. (3 results)
28 To seek your hero in a distant soil!
35 Great things and full of wonder in your ears
36 I shall unfold; but first dismiss your fears,
- The Characters of the Christ-Cross Row, By a Critic, To Mrs — (2 results)
33 Now a pert prig, he perks upon your face;
59 And brings all womankind before your view:
- The Bard. A Pindaric Ode (1 result)
42 'Ye died amidst your dying country's cries—
- The Candidate (1 result)
31 'Never hang down your head, you poor penitent elf!
- The Fatal Sisters. An Ode (1 result)
32 O'er the youthful King your shield.
- [Impromptus] (1 result)
11 When you rise from your dinner as light as before,
- [Invitation to Mason] (1 result)
1 Prim Hurd attends your call and Palgrave proud,
- A Long Story (1 result)
19 Your history whither are you spinning?
- Ode for Music (1 result)
31 'I trod your level lawn,
- Ode on the Death of a Favourite Cat, Drowned in a Tub of Gold Fishes (1 result)
40 Not all that tempts your wandering eyes
- The Progress of Poesy. A Pindaric Ode (1 result)
71 How do your tuneful echoes languish,
- [Translation from Dante, Inferno Canto xxxiii 1-78] (1 result)
66 Our sufferings, sir, if you resume your gift;
- [Translation from Statius, Thebaid VI 646-88, 704-24] (1 result)
17 Who trust your arms shall raze the Tyrian towers,
- William Shakespeare to Mrs Anne, Regular Servant to the Revd Mr Precentor of York (1 result)
2 (But stint your clack for sweet St Charitie)