IDENTILIN$$ F008WA1| ms. 41 (Morley ms.)|ff.30v-32r|CMR\EWS\o\5-27-86/cor GAS/o/7-30-92 008.WA1.HE1 To a Lady whose /Chaine was lost by X. 008.WA1.001 Not y%5t%6 in Colour it was like thine haire 008.WA1.002 For armletts of that thou mayst lett mee wear, 008.WA1.003 Nor that thy Hand it oft embract & kisst, 008.WA1.004 for so it hath, >%Yoft%Z< that good >%YHaue%Z<-->>%5which oft%6< I mist. 008.WA1.005 Nor for that selly old Morallity 008.WA1.006 That as these lincks are knitt our love should bee, 008.WA1.007 Mourne I; that I thy sweauen-fold >%Yhe%Z< chayne haue lost, 008.WA1.008 Nor for the luck sake, but the bitter cost 008.WA1.009 Oh shall i2 righteous Angells which as yet 008.WA1.010 No leauen of vild soader did admitt; 008.WA1.011 Nor yet by any falt, haue strayd or gon 008.WA1.012 from the first state of their creation, 008.WA1.013 Angells which Heauen com%Maunded to p%Puide 008.WA1.014 All things for mee, to bee my faythfull guide, 008.WA1.015 To gaine new frends t'apease new enemyes 008.WA1.016 To comfort my so>^%5u%6%Yr%Zossesseth. they come Heere to us 008.WA1.026 So pale, so lame, so leane, so ruinous; 008.WA1.027 And Howsoere french Kings most Christian>%Ys%Z< bee, 008.WA1.028 Their Crownes are circumcisd most Iewisshly. 008.WA1.029 Or weare the Spanish Stamps still Trauailing, 008.WA1.030 That are become as Catholique as theire King 008.WA1.031 Those vnlikt bear-whelps, vnfild pistoletts 008.WA1.032 That more then Cannon-shott auayls, or letts, 008.WA1.033 That negligently left, vnrownded looke 008.WA1.034 Like many Angld figures, in the Booke 008.WA1.035 Of some great Conjurer, y%5t%6 would inforce[%1trimmed%2] 008.WA1.036 Nature, as thess doe justice from her course 008.WA1.037 That like the soule, runns through Head, ffeet & Hart[%1trimmed%2] 008.WA1.038 As streames, like veines runns through the earths /each pt[%1trimmed%2] 008.WA1.039 >%YWhiles%Z<-->>%5visitts%6< all countryes, & hath slyly made 008.WA1.040 Gorgeous france ruind, ragged & decayd. 008.WA1.041 Scotland that knew no face drownd in one day 008.WA1.042 And ma%Mgld seuenteen-Headed Belgia. 008.WA1.043 Or weart such gold, as that wher with all 008.WA1.044 Allmighty Chimicks from each minerall 008.WA1.045 Hauing By subtle fire a so>^%5u%6%YBut%Z<-->>for< thou wilt loue mee less when they are gone. 008.WA1.055 O bee content that some loud squeaking Cryer 008.WA1.056 Well pleasd with one poor thread-bare groat /for Hire 008.WA1.057 May like a Diuell >%Yrunn%Z<[M var:%1trimmed%2] through euery strete [f.31v] 008.WA1.058 And galle the finders Conscience as they meete. 008.WA1.059 O lett mee creepe to some dread Conjurer 008.WA1.060 That with phantastique sceane fills full much paper, 008.WA1.061 That hath diuided Heauen in Lineaments 008.WA1.062 That with Whors Theeues, & murtherers stuffs Tents 008.WA1.063 Soe full, that though Hee passeth all in sinn 008.WA1.064 Hee leaues himself no rome to enter in: 008.WA1.065 And if when all this art >%Yit%Z< & Time is spent 008.WA1.066 Hee say 'twill ne*re be found, yet be content, 008.WA1.067 Receaue from him the Doome vngrudgingly 008.WA1.068 Because Hee is the Mouth of Destiny. 008.WA1.069om 008.WA1.070om 008.WA1.071om 008.WA1.072om 008.WA1.073om 008.WA1.074om 008.WA1.075om 008.WA1.076om 008.WA1.077om 008.WA1.078om 008.WA1.079 But thou art resolute, Thy will bee Donn 008.WA1.080 Yet with such anguish, as Her only sonn 008.WA1.081 The Mother in the Hungry graue doth lay 008.WA1.082 Vnto the firs these Martyrs I betray 008.WA1.083 Good soules, for y%5u%6 giue life to euery thing 008.WA1.084 Good Angells, for good Messages y%5o%6u bring. 008.WA1.085 Destind you might haue beene, to such an one 008.WA1.086 That would haue loud & worshipt y%5u%6 alone, 008.WA1.087 One that would suffer Hunger, Nakedness, 008.WA1.088 yea Death, ere hee would make y%5r%6 number less 008.WA1.089 But I am guilty of y%5r%6 sad decay 008.WA1.090 May y%5r%6 few fellowes longer with mee stay. 008.WA1.091 But o%C thou wretched finder whom I hate 008.WA1.092 Soe that I allmost pity thy estate, 008.WA1.093 gold beeing the Heauiest mettall amongst all, 008.WA1.094 May my most Heauiest Curse vpon thee fall. 008.WA1.095 Heere fetterd Manicld, & tyde in chaynes 008.WA1.096 first mayst thou bee: then chaynd in Hellish paines. 008.WA1.097 Or bee with forraigne gold bribd to betray 008.WA1.098 Thy country, & faile both of that & pay. 008.WA1.099 May the next thing thou stoopst to reach con/tayne 008.WA1.100 Poyson, whose nimble fume rott thy moyst /brayne. 008.WA1.101 Or libells or some interdicted thing 008.WA1.102 Which negligently kept, thy ruine bring 008.WA1.103 Lust bread deceases rott & dwell with thee 008.WA1.104 Itchy desire, & noe ability. 008.WA1.105 May all the Euill that gold euer wrought [f.32r] 008.WA1.106 All mischeifes that all Diuells euer thought: 008.WA1.107 Want after plenty, poore & gouty age, 008.WA1.108 The plagues of Trauailors, loue, Marriage 008.WA1.109 Afflict thee & euen at thy last moment 008.WA1.110 May thy swolne sinnss themselues to thee presen[%1trimmed%2] 008.WA1.111 But I for giue; repent thse Honest man, 008.WA1.112 Gold is restoratiue, restore it than 008.WA1.113 But if from it thou bee'st loath to part 008.WA1.114 Because t'is cordiall would t'were at thy Har[%1trimmed%2] 008.WA1.0SSom 008.WA1.0$$ %1file made by CMR from EWS HWT; GAS says l. 19 has been trimmed after%2 bee