IDENTILIN$$ F012WN1 Dolau Cothi ms. 6748|pp.35-37\E:CMR\EWS\o\7-16-85\P:EWS,GAS\mf\9-28-94
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012.WN1.001 O let not mee serue soe as those men serue
012.WN1.002 Whome honours smoakes att once, fatten and sterue
012.WN1.003 Porely enricht with great mens words or looks
012.WN1.004 Nor soe wright my name in their louinge books, [CW: As:]
012.WN1.005 As those Idolatrous flatterers, which still, [p. 36
012.WN1.006 Their Princes stiles with many liues fulfill,
012.WN1.007 Whence they no tribute haue, and where no swaie
012.WN1.008 Such seruices I offer, as shall paie
012.WN1.009 Them selues: I hate dead names, oh then lett mee
012.WN1.010 Fauorite in ordinarie, or no fauorite bee.
012.WN1.011 When my Soule was in her owne body sheathd,
012.WN1.012 Not yet by oathes betrothd, nor kisses breathd
012.WN1.013 Into my Purgatorie, faithles thee
012.WN1.014 Thy hart seemd waxe, and steele thy constancie.
012.WN1.015 Soe careles flowers strawd in the waters face,
012.WN1.016 The curld whir=pooles, suck, smack, and embrace
012.WN1.017 Yet drowne them: soe the Tapers beamie eye
012.WN1.018 Amarously twinklinge, beckens the giddie flye,
012.WN1.019 Yet burns his wings; and such the Deuill is
012.WN1.020 Scarce visitinge them who are intirely his
012.WN1.021 When I behold a streame which from the springe,
012.WN1.022 Doth with doubtfull Mellodius mvrmuringe,
012.WN1.023 Or in a speechles slumber, calmely ride
012.WN1.024 Her wedded channells bosome, and then chide
012.WN1.025 And bend her browes, and swell, if a%M Bow
012.WN1.026 Doe but stoope downe to kisse her vpmost brow;
012.WN1.027 Yet if her often gnawinge kisses win
012.WN1.028 The traitrous banke, to gape and let her in
012.WN1.029 Shee rusheth violently, and doth diuorce,
012.WN1.030 Her from her natiue, and her longe kept course
012.WN1.031 And roares, and braues itt, and in gallant scorne,
012.WN1.032 In flatteringe Eddies promising returne,
012.WN1.033 Shee flouts the channell, who thence forth is drie,
012.WN1.034 Then sai I, that is shee, and this am I.
012.WN1.035 Yett let not thy deepe bitternes begett
012.WN1.036 Careless despaire in mee, for that will whett
012.WN1.037 My mynde to scorne; and oh loue duld with paine [p. 37]
012.WN1.038 Was nere soe wise, nor well armd, as disdaine.
012.WN1.039 Then with new eyes I shall suruey thee, and spie
012.WN1.040 Death in thy cheekes, and darknes in thine eye,
012.WN1.041 Though hope bred faith, and loue; thus taught I shall
012.WN1.042 As nations doe from Rome, from thy loue fall.
012.WN1.043 My hate shall outgrowe thine, and vtterlie
012.WN1.044 I will renownce thy dalleance: and when I
012.WN1.045 Am the Recusant in that resolute state
012.WN1.046 What hvrts itt mee to bee excommunicate.|
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