IDENTILIN$$ F008TM1 Crewe ms.\pp.23-27\M:JSC\x\9-29-93\P:AY\o\4-94\C:JSC 008.TM1.HE1 %XElegie. 008.TM1.001 Not that in cullour it was like thy hayre 008.TM1.002 For armletes of thou maist let me weare 008.TM1.003 Nor that thy hand it oft embrac'd and kiss'd 008.TM1.004 For so it had that good w%5ch%6 oft I missd 008.TM1.005 Nor for that silly ould morality; 008.TM1.006 That as those linckes are tyed o%5r%6 loves should bee 008.TM1.007 Mourne I that I thy seven fold chaine have lost 008.TM1.008 Nor for the luckes sake but the bitter Cost. 008.TM1.009 Oh shall twelue righteous Angells w%5ch%6 as yet 008.TM1.010 No leven of Vile solder did admit 008.TM1.011 Nor yet by any fault have straid or gon 008.TM1.012 From the first state of their creato%Mn; 008.TM1.013 Angells w%5ch%6 heaven Commaunded to provide 008.TM1.014 All thinges to me and to be my faithfull guide 008.TM1.015 To gaine new frendes, to appease great enimyes 008.TM1.016 To Comfort my soule when I lye or rise 008.TM1.017 Shall these twelue innocentes by thy severe 008.TM1.018 Sentence,, great Iudge, my sins great burden beare? 008.TM1.019 Shall they be damn'd and in the furnace throwne 008.TM1.020 And punish'd for offences not their owne? 008.TM1.021 They save not me they doe but ease my paines 008.TM1.022 When in that hell thei'r burnt and tied in chaines 008.TM1.023 Were they but Crownes of Fraunce I cared not 008.TM1.024 For most of them their naturall Cuntry rot [CW:/I#thincke] 008.TM1.025 I thinck possesseth they come heere to vs [p.24] 008.TM1.026 So leane, so pale, so lame, so ruynous. 008.TM1.027 And howsoere French kings most Ch[h->>r<]istian be 008.TM1.028 Their Crownes are Circumcisd most Iewishly 008.TM1.029 Or were they Spanish Stamps still travailing 008.TM1.030 That are become as Catholicke as their king 008.TM1.031 Those unlickd beare whelps vnfild pistoletes 008.TM1.032 That more then common shot avayles or lettes. 008.TM1.033 W%5ch%6 negligently left vnrounded looke 008.TM1.034 Like many angled figures in a booke 008.TM1.035 Of some great Coniurer w%5ch%6 would enforce 008.TM1.036 Nature as those do iustice from hir course, 008.TM1.037 W%5ch%6 as the soule quickens head, feet, and hart 008.TM1.038 As streames like veynes run through y%5e%6 earths euery p%Pte 008.TM1.039 Vizit all Cuntreys and have slily made 008.TM1.040 Gorgeous Fraunce ruynd, ragged and decayd, 008.TM1.041 Scotland w%5ch%6 knew no state proud in %ya%Z->>%Vone< day 008.TM1.042 And mangled seventeene headed Belgia 008.TM1.043 Or were it such gould as that wherew%5th%6all 008.TM1.044 Allmighty Chymickes from each minerall 008.TM1.045 Having by subtill fire a soule out pul'd 008.TM1.046 Are dirtely and desperatly gull'd 008.TM1.047 I would not spit to quench the fier they were in 008.TM1.048 For they are gilty of much haynous sin. 008.TM1.049 But shall my harmelesse Angelles p%Pish? shall 008.TM1.050 I loose my guard, myne ease, my food, my all? [CW:/Much] 008.TM1.051 Much hope w%5ch%6 they did nourish will bee dead [p.25] 008.TM1.052 Much of myne able youth and lusty head 008.TM1.053 Will Vanish if thou love not them alone 008.TM1.054 For thou wilt love lesse when they are gon 008.TM1.055 O be content that some loud speaking Crier, 008.TM1.056 Well pleasd w%5th%6 one leane thread bare groat for hire 008.TM1.057 May like a divell rore through every street 008.TM1.058 And gall the finders Conscience if they meet. 008.TM1.059 Or let me Creep to some dread Coniurer 008.TM1.060 W%5ch%6 w%5th%6 fantastick scheames fullfills much paper 008.TM1.061 W%5ch%6 hath divided heaven into tenementes 008.TM1.062 And w%5th%6 whores, theeves, and murtherers stufft hir rents 008.TM1.063 So full, that though %Ys%Zhee passe them all in sin 008.TM1.064 Hee leaves him self no roome to enter in. 008.TM1.065 And, if when all his art and tyme is spent 008.TM1.066 Hee say twi'll nere be found; o, be content, 008.TM1.067 Receave from him the dome vngrudgingly, 008.TM1.068 Because hee is the mouth of destiny. 008.TM1.069 Thou saist (alas) the gould doth still remayne 008.TM1.070 Though it be chang'd and put into a chaine 008.TM1.071 So in the first fallen Angells resteth still 008.TM1.072 Wisdome and knowledge but t'is turnd to ill 008.TM1.073 All these should do good workes and should p%Pvide 008.TM1.074 Necessities, but now must nurse thy pride [CW:/And.|] 008.TM1.075 And they are still bad Angells myne are none [p.26] 008.TM1.076 Forme giues being and their forme is gon. 008.TM1.077 Pitty these Angells yet their dignities, 008.TM1.078 Passe Virtues, Powers, and Principalities 008.TM1.079 But thou art resolut thy will be don 008.TM1.080 Yet w%5th%6 such anguish as hir only sonne 008.TM1.081 The mother in the hungrie grave doth lay 008.TM1.082 Vnto the fire these martyrs I betray. 008.TM1.083 Good soules for yo%5u%6 giue life to every thing 008.TM1.084 Good Angells for good messages yo%5u%6 bring 008.TM1.085 Destind yo%5u%6 migst have beene to such a one 008.TM1.086 As would have lovd and worshipd yo%5u%6 alone 008.TM1.087 One who would have sufferd hunger nakednesse 008.TM1.088 Yea death ere hee would make yo%5r%6 number lesse 008.TM1.089 But I am guilty of yo%5r%6 sadd decay 008.TM1.090 May yo%5r%6 few fellowes longer w%5th%6 me stay 008.TM1.091 But o%C thou wretched finder whom I hate 008.TM1.092 >%VSo#much< That I %YCould%Z almost pitty thy%Yne%Z %Ye%Zstate 008.TM1.093 Gould being the heaviest mettall mongst all 008.TM1.094 May my most heavy Curse vpon thee fall 008.TM1.095 Here fettred, manacled, and hangd in chaines 008.TM1.096 First mayst thou be then chaynd in hellish paines 008.TM1.097 Or be w%5th%6 forrayne gould bribde to betray 008.TM1.098 Thy Cuntrey and faile both of that & thy pay 008.TM1.099 May the next thing thou stoopst to reach contayne 008.TM1.100 Poyson whose nymble fume rot thy moyst brayne 008.TM1.101 Or libells or some interdicted thing 008.TM1.102 W%5ch%6 negligently kept thy ruyne bring [CW:/Lust-bread|] 008.TM1.103 Lust-bread diseases rot thee and dwell w%5th%6 thee [p.27] 008.TM1.104 Itchie desier and no abilitie 008.TM1.105 May all the hurt w%5ch%6 ever gould hath wrought 008.TM1.106 All mischiefes w%5ch%6 all divells ever thought; 008.TM1.107 Want after plenty poore and gowty age 008.TM1.108 The plagues of travalers, loue, and marriage 008.TM1.109 Afflict thee; And at thy liues latest momment 008.TM1.110 May thy lives swolen sinnes them selues to thee p%5re%6sent 008.TM1.111 But I forgiue repent then honest man 008.TM1.112 Gould is restoratiue restore it then 008.TM1.113 Or if w%5th%6 it thou best loth to depart 008.TM1.114 Because till->>tis< Cordiall would twere at thy hart.| 008.TM1.0SS [om] 008.TM1.0$$ %1No ind. Scribe wrote l. 76 below 74, crossed it out & restarted with l. 75--but omitted 1st word [For] of 76 and changed%2 form's gon %1to%2 forme is gon. %1the 2nd time.%2