IDENTILIN$$ F008B32 Harley 4955| ff. 94v-95v\E:GL\mf\P:GAS\o\9-22-91\C:JSC 008.B32.HE1 Elegye. 008.B32.001 Not that in colour it was like thy Hayre 008.B32.002 For Armeletts of that, thou mayst lett mee weare, 008.B32.003 Nor that thy hand it oft embrac'd, and kiste, 008.B32.004 For so it had the good, which oft I miste. 008.B32.005 Nor for that seely old Moralitie, 008.B32.006 That as those linckes are tyed, our loves should bee, 008.B32.007 Mourne I, that I thy seauen=fold chayne haue lost 008.B32.008 Nor for the lucksake, but the bitter cost. 008.B32.009 Oh shall xii righteous Angells, which as yett 008.B32.010 Noe leauen of vile solder did admitte, 008.B32.011 Nor yett by any falt haue strayd, or gone 008.B32.012 From the first state of theyre Creation; 008.B32.013 Angells which Heauen commanded to provide 008.B32.014 All thinges to mee, and be my Faythfull guide; 008.B32.015 To gaine new friends, to appease greate enimyes, 008.B32.016 To comfort my soule, when I lye or rise. 008.B32.017 Shall these xii Innocents by thy seueare 008.B32.018 Sentence (Dread Iudg) my sins greate burden beare? 008.B32.019 Shall they be Damn'd, and in the furnace throwne? 008.B32.020 An punnished For Offences not theyre owne? 008.B32.021 They saue not mee, they doe not ease my paynes 008.B32.022 When in that Hell they are burnt, and tyed in chaynes. 008.B32.023 Weare they but Crounes of France, I cared not, 008.B32.024 For most of them theyre naturall country rott 008.B32.025 I thincke possesseth, they come here to vs, 008.B32.026 Soe leane, soe pale, soe%Ypale%Z lame, soe ruinous. 008.B32.027 And howsoere French Kings most Christian bee, 008.B32.028 Theyre Crownes are Circumcis'd most Iewishlye. 008.B32.029 Or weare they 2 stamps, spanish, still trauayling, 008.B32.030 That are become as Catholique as theyre King, 008.B32.031 Those vnlick'd Beare whelpes, vnfild Pistoletts, 008.B32.032 That more then Cannon shott avayles, or letts, 008.B32.033 Which negligently left vnrounded, looke 008.B32.034 Like many angled figures in the booke 008.B32.035 Of some greate coniurer; which would enforce 008.B32.036 Nature, as these doe Iustice, from her course.| [CW:om] 008.B32.037 Which as the soule quickens head, feete, and hart [95r] 008.B32.038 As streames, like veines runns through th'Earths everie Part. 008.B32.039 Visitt all Countryes, and haue slily made, 008.B32.040 Gorgeous France ruind, ragged, and decayde, 008.B32.041 Scotland which knew no state, Proud in one day, 008.B32.042 And mangled seauenteene=headed Belgia. 008.B32.043 Or weare it such gold, as that wherwithall 008.B32.044 Almightye Chemikes from each minerall, 008.B32.045 Haueing by subtle fyre a soule out puld, 008.B32.046 Are durtily, & desperatelye guld. 008.B32.047 I would not spitt to quench the fire, they weare in. 008.B32.048 For they are guilty of much haynous sin. 008.B32.049 But shall my harmelesse Angells perish? shall 008.B32.050 I looke my guard, my Ease, my foode, my All? 008.B32.051 Much hope, which they should nourish, wilbe deade 008.B32.052 Much of my Able youth, and lusty head 008.B32.053 Will vanish; If thou love, lett them alone, 008.B32.054 For thou wilt love lesse, when they are gone. 008.B32.055 Oh be content, that some lovd squeaking Cryer, 008.B32.056 Well pleas%Ye%Z>'>Receiue< from him the doome vngrudginglye, 008.B32.068 Because he is the mouth of Destinye. 008.B32.069 Thou sayst, Alas the Gold doth still remayne 008.B32.070 Though it bee chang'd, & put into a chayne. 008.B32.071 So in the first falne Angells resteth still, 008.B32.072 Wisedome, and Knowledge, but 'tis turn'd to ill. 008.B32.073 As these should doe good workes, and should provide 008.B32.074 Necessityes, but nowe must nurse thy Pride. 008.B32.075 And they are still bad Angells, mine are none, 008.B32.076 For forme giues beeing, and theyre forme ys gone. 008.B32.077 Pitty these Angells, yet theyre dignityes 008.B32.078 Passe Virtues, Powers, and Principalityes. 008.B32.079 But thou art resolute; Thy wilbe done, 008.B32.080 Yett with such anguish as her onely sonne, [CW:om] 008.B32.081 The Mother in the Hungry Graue doth lay, [95v] 008.B32.082 Vnto the fire these Martyres I betraye 008.B32.083 Good soules, for you giue life to everye thinge 008.B32.084 Good Angells, for good Messages you bringe 008.B32.085 Destin'd you might haue bin to such a One, 008.B32.086 As would haue lov'd, and worshipt you alone. 008.B32.087 One which would suffer hungar, nakednesse, 008.B32.088 Yea death, ere he would make your Number lesse. 008.B32.089 But I am guilty of your sad decay. 008.B32.090 May your few fellowes longer with me stay. 008.B32.091 But oh thou wretched finder, whom I hate 008.B32.092 So much, that I almost pittye thy state. 008.B32.093 Gold being the heauyest mettall amongst all, 008.B32.094 May my most heauye Curse vpon thee fall; 008.B32.095 Here fetterd, manacl'd, and hang'd in chaynes 008.B32.096 First mayst thou bee, then chayn'd in hellish paynes 008.B32.097 Or bee with Forraine gold, brib'd to betraye 008.B32.098 Thy Country, and fayle both of that, and thy pay. 008.B32.099 May the next thinge; thou stoopst to reach, contayne 008.B32.100 Poyson, whose nimble fume rott the moyst brayne. 008.B32.101 Or libells, or some interdicted thinge 008.B32.102 Which negligentlye kept, thy ruine bringe. 008.B32.103 Lust breed diseases rott Thee, and dwell with thee 008.B32.104 Itchye desire, And no Abilitee. 008.B32.105 May all the hurt, which ever Gold hath wrought, 008.B32.106 All mischiefes, which all Devills ever thought. 008.B32.107 Want after plentye; Poore & Gowty Age; 008.B32.108 The Plagues of Trauillers, love, & Mariage, 008.B32.109 Afflict thee, and at thy lifes latest moment, 008.B32.110 May thy swolne sinnes themselues to thee present. 008.B32.111 But I forgive; Repent then honest man. 008.B32.112 Gold is restoratiue: Restore it than 008.B32.113 Or yf with it, thou beest loth to depart, 008.B32.114 Because 'tis Cordyall, would 'twere at thy hart. 008.B32.0SS [om] 008.B32.0$$ >>(51)<< %1in red ink to left of HE; S-like section-dividing character in LM at l. 1; no SS but has running HE:%2 Dr. Doone