IDENTILIN$$ F022B47 Stowe 962/ ff. 212v-214/ GL/cor GAS/o/8-3-92 022.B47.0HE Ellegie. [hash lines above & below HE] 022.B47.001 To make the doubt Cleare that noe woemans true 022.B47.002 Was it my fate to proue it stronge in you? [CW:Thought I but one] 022.B47.003 Thought I but one had breath'd purest ayre [f.213r 022.B47.004 And must she needes be false because she's fayre? 022.B47.005 Is it yo%5r%6 bewties markes, or of yo%5r%6 youth 022.B47.006 Or yo%5r%6 p%Pfectione not to studdy trueth? 022.B47.007 Or thinke you heauen is death, or hath noe eyes 022.B47.008 Or though she hath, smile at yo%5r%6 p%Piuries? 022.B47.009 Are vowes soe cheape w%5th%6 woemen? or the matter 022.B47.010 Whereof they are made? that they are writt in water 022.B47.011 And blowen away w%5th%6 winde? or doth there breath 022.B47.012 (Both hott & cold) at once make life and death? 022.B47.013 Who could haue thought soe many accentes sweete 022.B47.014 fform'd into wordes, soe many sighes should meete 022.B47.015 As from o%5r%6 hartes, soe many oathes & teares 022.B47.016 Sprinkled amonge, all (sweetned w%5th%6 feares) 022.B47.017 And the devine impressione of stolne kisses 022.B47.018 That seald the rest, should now proue emptie blisses? 022.B47.019 Did you draw bondes to forfeite? signe to breake? 022.B47.020 Or must we reade you quite from what you speake? 022.B47.021 And finde the trueth out by the wronge way? or must 022.B47.022 He first desire you false, would wish you iust? 022.B47.023 O I profane! though most of weomen be 022.B47.024 This kinde of beast, my thoughtes shall except thee 022.B47.025 My dearest loue. froward ie>%Va%Virahee< 022.B47.036 That made you guiltie, & you me. 022.B47.037 While the blacke wretch bewrayes each symple word 022.B47.038 Wee speake vnto the Cunninge of a thirde 022.B47.039 Curs'd %Ybe%Z#may he be that soe our loue hath slayne 022.B47.040 And wander on the ea%5r%6th wretched as LLayne 022.B47.041 Wretched as he & not deserue least pittie 022.B47.042 In plauginge him let misery be wittie 022.B47.043 Let all eyes shunn him & he shunn each eye 022.B47.044 Till he be noysome as his infamy 022.B47.045 May he w%5th%6out remorse denye god thrice 022.B47.046 And not be trusted more on his soules price 022.B47.047om 022.B47.048 May woolfes teare out his hart, Vulters his eyes 022.B47.049 Swine eate his bowells, And his falser tounge 022.B47.050 That vttered all, be to some rauen flunge 022.B47.051 And let his Carione Corse be a larger feast 022.B47.052 To the kinges dogges then any other beast 022.B47.053 Now I haue Cur'sd let me o%5r%6 loue reviuee 022.B47.054 In me the flame was neuer more aliue 022.B47.055 I could beginn agayne to Court & prayse 022.B47.056 And in that pleasuer lenthen the short dayes. [CW:Of#my#liues#lease.] 022.B47.057 Of my liues Lease, like paynters y%5t%6 doe take [f.214r 022.B47.058 Not in made workes delight, but whilst they make, 022.B47.059 I could renew those times when first I sawe 022.B47.060 Loue in yo%5r%6 eyes that gaue my tounge the law 022.B47.061 To like what you liked->>lik'd<, & at Masques & playes 022.B47.062 Com%Mend the same Actor the same wayes. 022.B47.063 Aske how you did & often w%5th%6 %Yintreate%Z#intent 022.B47.064 Of beinge officiouse, be imp%Ptine%Mtt 022.B47.065 All w%5ch%6 were such soft pastimes, as in these 022.B47.066 Loue was as subtilly catch'd as a disease, 022.B47.067 But beinge gott it is a treasure sweete 022.B47.068 Which to defend is harder then to gett 022.B47.069 And ought not be p%Pfan'd on either p%Pt 022.B47.070 ffor though 'tis gott by chance 'tis kept by art. 022.B47.0SSom 022.B47.0$$ %1l. 53 ind 3sp; HE enclosed by hash lines; all changes and insertions are scribal%2