IDENTILIN$$ File F008O21 Eng poet f.9\pp.209-13 & 44\GL\mf\P:EWS\o\6-4-92\C:JSC 008.O21.0HE The Chaine. 008.O21.001 Not that in Colour it was like thy haire 008.O21.002 for armelettes of that thou mayst lett me weare 008.O21.003 nor that thy hand it oft embrac't and kis't 008.O21.004 for so I had y%5t%6 good that oft I mist, 008.O21.005 nor for that silly old mortalitye 008.O21.006 y%5t%6 as these lynckes are tide o%5r%6 loues should bee 008.O21.007 mourne I y%5t%6 I thy seauen fold chaine haue lost 008.O21.008 nor for the luckes sake but the bitter Cost 008.O21.009 oh shall twelue righteous angells w%5ch%6 as yett 008.O21.010 not leauen of vild soder did admitt. 008.O21.011 nor yett by any fault haue strayd or gone [CW:om] 008.O21.012 ffrom the first state of their creation, [210] 008.O21.013 Angells w%5ch%6 heauen commaunded to p%Puide 008.O21.014 all thinges to mee, & bee my faythfull guide 008.O21.015 To gaine new frindse; to appease great enemyes 008.O21.016 To Comfort my soule when I ly or rise 008.O21.017 shall these twelue inocentes, by thy seuere 008.O21.018 Sentence dread Iudge; my sins great burthen beare 008.O21.019 Shall they bee damn'd & in the, ffornace throwne 008.O21.020 & punish't for offences not their owne, 008.O21.021 They saue not mee, they doe not ease my paines, 008.O21.022 When in y%5t%6 Hell they are burn't & tide in chaines 008.O21.023 Were they but Crownes of ffrance I cared not 008.O21.024 ffor most of these; their Countryes naturall rott 008.O21.025 I thinke possesseth, they come heere to vs 008.O21.026 so pale, so lame, so leane; so ruinous; 008.O21.027 & howsoere ffrench Kinges most Christian bee 008.O21.028 their crownes, are Circumcis'd most Iewishly 008.O21.029 or>%Ye%Z< were they Spanish stampes still trauelinge 008.O21.030 that are become as Catholique as their kinge 008.O21.031 these vnlickt beare whelpes, vnfil'd pistolettes 008.O21.032 y%5t%6 more then Canno%M shott avayles or lettes 008.O21.033 or negligently left vnrounded looke 008.O21.034 like any angled figures in the booke 008.O21.035 of some great Coniurer that would enforce 008.O21.036 nature as those doe Iustice, from her Course; [CW:om] 008.O21.037 w%5ch%6 as the soule runs through the head feet hart. [211] 008.O21.038 as streames; like veines, runn; through the earths eu%5r%6y p%Pt 008.O21.039 visitt all Countiyes and haue slyly made 008.O21.040 Gorgeous ffrance ruin'd raged, and decayd; 008.O21.041 Scottland w%5ch%6 knew no state proude in one day 008.O21.042 & mingled seauenteene headded Belgia, 008.O21.043 or were it such gold as that where w%5th%6all. 008.O21.044 allmight Chymistes from Each minerall 008.O21.045 haueing butt->>by< subtile fire a soule out puld 008.O21.046 are durtely and desperately gul'd 008.O21.047 I would not spitt to quench the fire ther in, 008.O21.048 for they are guilty of much hainous sinne. 008.O21.049 But shall my harmelesse Angells perish? shalt 008.O21.050 I loose my Gard; my ease; my food my all; 008.O21.051 much hope w%5ch%6 they should nourish wilbee dead 008.O21.052 much of my able youth and lusty head 008.O21.053 Will vanish if thou loue lett them alone 008.O21.054 for thou wilt loue mee lesse w%M they are gone 008.O21.055 & be Content y%5t%6 some loawd squeaking Cryer 008.O21.056 (wel pleas'd w%5th%6 one bare thread bare groat for hyer) 008.O21.057 may like a Deuill rore through Euery streete 008.O21.058 & gall the finders Conscience if he meete 008.O21.059 or lett mee Creepe to some dread Coniurer 008.O21.060 y%5t%6 w%5th%6 phantastick scenes fills vp much paper 008.O21.061 w%5ch%6 hath deuided heauen in tenem%5ts%6 008.O21.062 & w%5th%6 whores; theeues & murtherers shiftes his rentes, [CW:om] 008.O21.063 so full y%5t%6 (though he passe them all in sinne) [212] 008.O21.064 he leaues himselfe %Yto#enter%Z no roome to enter in, 008.O21.065 but if when all his arte and time is spent 008.O21.066 he say 'twill neuer befound; yet be content 008.O21.067 receaue from him that doome vngrudgingly 008.O21.068 because he is the mouth of destinye 008.O21.069 Thou sayst alas the gold doth still remayne 008.O21.070 though it be chang'd and putt into a chaine 008.O21.071 so in the first falne angels resteth still 008.O21.072 Wisdome, & knowledge but 'tis turn'd to ill 008.O21.073 as these should doe good workes, & should p%Puide 008.O21.074 necessityes; but now must nurse the pride 008.O21.075 And they are still bad angells; mine ar none 008.O21.076 for forme giues being; and their forme is gonne 008.O21.077 Pitty these Angells; yet their dignityes; 008.O21.078 passe Vertues; powers: and principallityes 008.O21.079 but thou%Ygh%Z ar resolut; thy wilbe done 008.O21.080 yet w%5th%6 such anguish; and her onely sonne, 008.O21.081 the mother in the hungry graue doth lay 008.O21.082 vnto the fire these Martyrs I betray 008.O21.083 good soules for you giue light to euery thinge 008.O21.084 good angells for good messuages y%5u%6 bringe 008.O21.085 Destined you might haue beene to such a one 008.O21.086 y%5t%6 would haue lou'd and worship't you alone, [CW:om] 008.O21.087 One that would suffer hunger nakednesse [213] 008.O21.088 yea death ere he would make y%5r%6 number lesse 008.O21.089 but I am guilty of my->>y%5r%6< sad decay 008.O21.090 May but y%5r%6 few fellowes, longer w%5th%6 mee stay 008.O21.091 But oh thou wretched finder whome I hate 008.O21.092 so that I almost pitty thy estate 008.O21.093 gold being the heauiest mettall amongst all 008.O21.094 May my must heauy Curse vppo%M thee fall 008.O21.095 heere fetter'd; Manacled; and hang'd in chaines 008.O21.096 first mayst thou bee y%M chaind to hellish paines 008.O21.097 or bee w%5th%6 fooraine gold brib'd to betray 008.O21.098 Thy Country and fayle, both of y%5t%6 & thy pay &c [CW:om] 008.O21.099 May the next thing tho stoopest, to reach containe [44] 008.O21.100 poyson whose nimble fume may rott thy braine 008.O21.101om 008.O21.102om 008.O21.103 Lust breed deseases rot thee; & dwell with thee 008.O21.104 Itching desire and not ability 008.O21.105 May all the euills that gold euer wrough 008.O21.106 all mischiefes that all deuills euer thought; 008.O21.107 Want after plenty; poore and gouty age 008.O21.108 the plague of all trauellours; loue; mariage 008.O21.109 afflict thee and at thy liues latest moment 008.O21.110 may thy swolne sinns; themselues to thee p%Psent 008.O21.111 But I forgiue; repent thee honest man 008.O21.112 gold is restoratiue; restore it than 008.O21.113 but if from it thou beest loath to depart 008.O21.114 because tis cordiall; would 'twere at thy heart 008.O21.0SS ffinis 008.O21.0$$ %1Poem stops after l. 98, followed by drawing of a hand &%2 read backe the rest to this marke.| finis.| %1Another hand drawn on p. 44, with a 2nd HE%2: A curse for the taking a way a gold: Chaine, %1Poem ends on 44 w/the double-f%2 ffinis