IDENTILIN$$ F021C09\Luttrell\ff.34v-36\M:G.L.\P:GAS\o\8-14-92\C:JSC 021.C09.0HE %1Elegy:14:%2 021.C09.001 Since shee must goe, & I must mourne, come night 021.C09.002 Environ me with darknes while I write. 021.C09.003 Shadow that Hell vnto me which alone 021.C09.004 I am to suffer when my Loue is gon. 021.C09.005 Alas y%5e%6 darkest magicke cannot doe it. 021.C09.006 Thou & great Hell to boote are shadowes to it. 021.C09.007 Should Cinthia quitt thee, Venus, & each starre 021.C09.008 It would not forme one thought darke as mine are. 021.C09.009 I could lend them obscurenes now, & say 021.C09.010 Out of myselfe there should be no more day. 021.C09.011 Such is already my felt want of sight 021.C09.012 Did not the fires within me force a light. 021.C09.013 O%C Loue, that fire & darknes %Jsho*ld%K[Mvar:>%Jshould%K<] be mixt 021.C09.014 Or to thy triumphes so strange torments fixt. 021.C09.015 Is't because thou thyselfe art blind, that wee 021.C09.016 Thy Martyrs must no more each other see? 021.C09.017 Or tak'st thou pride to breake vs on y%5e%6 wheele 021.C09.018 And veiw old Chaos in the paine we feele? 021.C09.019 Or haue we left vndone some mutuall right 021.C09.020 Through holy feare y%5t%6 merritts thy despight? 021.C09.021 No no, y%5e%6 fault was mine, impute it mee 021.C09.022 Or rather to conspiring destinye 021.C09.023 Which, since I lou'd for forme before, decreed 021.C09.024 That I should suffer when I lou'd indeed. 021.C09.025 And therfore now sooner then I can say 021.C09.026 I saw the gold fruite, it is rapt away. [CW:>>or#as<<][miscatch] 021.C09.027 Or as I had watcht one drop in a vast streame [35r] 021.C09.028 And I left wealthy only in a dreame. 021.C09.029 Yet Loue th'art blinder then thyselfe in this 021.C09.030 To vex my doue-like freind for mine amisse, 021.C09.031 And, where mine owne glad truth may expiate 021.C09.032 Thy wrath, to make her fortune runn my fate. 021.C09.033 So blinded Iustice doth, when favourites fall, 021.C09.034 Strike, them, their house, their freinds, their favourits all. 021.C09.035 Was't not enough that thou didst dart thy fires 021.C09.036 Into o%5r%6 bloud, enflaming our desires? 021.C09.037 And madst vs sigh & glow & pant & burne 021.C09.038 And then thyselfe into our flame didst turne? 021.C09.039 Was't not enough that thou didst hazzard vs 021.C09.040 To paths in loue so darke so dangerous 021.C09.041 And those so ambusht round with houshold spyes 021.C09.042 And ouer all thy husbands towred eyes 021.C09.043 That flam'd with oyly sweat of Iealousye? 021.C09.044 Yet went we not still on with constancye? 021.C09.045 Haue wee not kept our gards like spy on spy? 021.C09.046 Had correspondence when the foe stood by? 021.C09.047 Stolne (more to sweeten them) our many blisses 021.C09.048 Of meetings, Conference, embracements, kisses. 021.C09.049 Shadow'd with negligence our most respects 021.C09.050 Vary'd o%5r%6 language through all Dialects, 021.C09.051 Of Becks, winkes, lookes, & often vnderboards 021.C09.052 Spoke Dialogues with o%5r%6 feet farre from our wordes. 021.C09.053 Haue we proud all the secretts of our Art 021.C09.054 Yea thy pale colours inward as thy heart? [CW:om] 021.C09.055 And after all this passed Purgatorye [35v] 021.C09.056 Shall sad Diuorce make vs the vulgar story? 021.C09.057 First lett our eyes be riuetted quite through 021.C09.058 Our turning braynes, & both our lips grow two. 021.C09.059 Lett our armes claspe like Iuy, & our feare 021.C09.060 Freeze vs together that we may sticke there. 021.C09.061 Till fortune y%5t%6 would riue vs with the deed 021.C09.062 Strayne his eyes open & yet make them bleed 021.C09.063 for Loue, it cannot bee whom hitherto 021.C09.064 I haue accus'd should such a mischife doe. 021.C09.065 O%C fortune th'art not worth my least exclame 021.C09.066 And plague enough thou hast in thine owne shame 021.C09.067 Doe thy great worst, my freind & I haue armes 021.C09.068 Though not against thy strokes, against thy harmes. 021.C09.069 Rend vs a sunder thou canst not diuide 021.C09.070 Our bodyes so but stille o%5r%6 soules are ty'd. 021.C09.071 And wee can loue by letters still & gifts, 021.C09.072 and thoughts, & dreames, Loue neuer wanteth shifts. 021.C09.073 I will not looke vpon the quickning Sunne 021.C09.074 But straight her bewty to my sence %Jwill%K[Mvar:>%Jshall%K<] runne 021.C09.075 The Ayre shall note her soft, the fire most pure, 021.C09.076 Waters suggest her cleere, & the Earth sure. 021.C09.077 Time shall not loose o%5r%6 passages, the Spring 021.C09.078 Shall tell how fresh our loue in beginning: 021.C09.079 The Sum%Mer, how it ripened in the eare 021.C09.080 And Autumne, what o%5r%6 golden haruests were: 021.C09.081 The winter Ile not thinke on to spight thee 021.C09.082 But count it a lost season, so shall shee. 021.C09.083 And, dearest freind, since wee must part, drowne night. 021.C09.084 With hope of day, burdens well borne are light. [CW:>>The<<] 021.C09.085 The cold & darknes longer hang somewhere [36r] 021.C09.086 Yet Phoe%Lbus equally lights all the Sphere 021.C09.087 And what he can%Mot in like portion pay 021.C09.088 The world enioyes in Masse, & so we may. 021.C09.089 Be then euer yourselfe & lett no woe 021.C09.090 winne on your health, your youth, your beauty, so 021.C09.091 Declare yourselfe base fortunes enemye 021.C09.092 No lesse be your contempt then constancy 021.C09.093 That I may grow enamourd of your mind 021.C09.094 when mine owne thoughts I there reflected find 021.C09.095 for this to comfort of my Deare I vow 021.C09.096 my deeds shall still bee what my deedes are now 021.C09.097 The Pole shall moue, to teach me, when I start 021.C09.098 And wh*n[Mvar:>%Jwhen%K<] I change my loue Ile change my heart. 021.C09.099 Nay, if I wax but cold in my desire 021.C09.100 Thinke heauen hath motion lost, & the world fire. 021.C09.101 Much more I could, but many wordes haue made 021.C09.102 That oft suspected which men would perswade. 021.C09.103 Take therfore all in this, I loue so true 021.C09.104 As I will neuer looke for lesse in you.| 021.C09.0SS [om] 021.C09.0$$ ll. 1-104; no ind