IDENTILIN$$ File F022C09 Luttrell, ff.38v-39v.\M:G.L.\P:GAS\o\8-14-92\C:JSC 022.C09.0HE %1Elegye:17:%2 022.C09.001 To make the doubt cleere that no woman's true 022.C09.002 Was it my fate to find it strong in you? 022.C09.003 Thought I but one had breathed purest aire 022.C09.004 And must Shee needs be false because shee's faire? 022.C09.005 Is it your beautyes marke, or of your youth? 022.C09.006 Or your perfection, not to study truth? 022.C09.007 Or thinke you heauen is deafe & hath no Eyes 022.C09.008 Or those shee hath smile at your periuryes? 022.C09.009 Are vowes so cheape with women? or the matter 022.C09.010 wherof th'are made, that they are writt in water, 022.C09.011 And blowne away with wind? Or doth their breath 022.C09.012 (both hott & cold) at once make life & death? 022.C09.013 Who could haue thought so many accents sweet 022.C09.014 form'd into wordes, so many sighes should meete 022.C09.015 As from our hearts, so many oathes & teares 022.C09.016 sprinkled among (all sweetned by o%5r%6 feares) 022.C09.017 And y%5e%6 diuine impression of stolne kisses 022.C09.018 That seald the rest, should now proue empty blisses? 022.C09.019 Did you draw bondes to forfett, signe to breake? 022.C09.020 Or must we read you quite from what you speake? 022.C09.021 And find the truth out y%5e%6 wrong way? Or must 022.C09.022 Hee first desire you false, would wish you iust? 022.C09.023 O%C I prophane; though most of women bee 022.C09.024 This kind of beast, my thoughts shall except thee 022.C09.025 (my dearest loued) froward Iealousye 022.C09.026 With circumstance might vrge th'inconstancye [CW:>>Soner<<][miscatch] 022.C09.027 Sooner Ile thinke the Sun will cease to cheere [39r] 022.C09.028 the teeming earth, & that forgett to beare, 022.C09.029 Sooner that riuers will run backe & Themes 022.C09.030 With ribbes of Ice in Iune will bind her streames 022.C09.031 Or Nature by whose strength the world endures 022.C09.032 Would change her course before you alter yours. 022.C09.033 But o%C that trecherous breast to whom weake you 022.C09.034 Did trust o%5r%6 counsells & we both may rue 022.C09.035 Hauing his falshood found too late. Twas hee 022.C09.036 That made me cast you guilty, & you me, 022.C09.037 whilst the blacke wretch betrayd each simple word 022.C09.038 wee spake, vnto y%5e%6 cunning of a third. 022.C09.039 Curst may he bee y%5t%6 so o%5r%6 loue hath slaine 022.C09.040 And wander on the earth wretched as Cain 022.C09.041 Wretched as he & not deserue last pitty, 022.C09.042 In plaging him lett misery be witty. 022.C09.043 Lett all eyes shunne him, & he shunne each eye 022.C09.044 Till he bee noysome as his Infamy. 022.C09.045 May he without remorse deny God thrice 022.C09.046 And not be trusted more on his soules price. 022.C09.047 And after all selfe-torment when he dyes 022.C09.048 May wolues teare out his heart, vultures his eyes, 022.C09.049 Swine eate his bowells, & his falser tongue, 022.C09.050 That vtterd all, be to some Rauen flung, 022.C09.051 And lett his Carrion coarse be a longer feast 022.C09.052 To the kinges hounds then any other beast. 022.C09.053 Now I haue cursd, lett vs o%5r%6 loue reviue, 022.C09.054 In me the flame was neuer more aliue. 022.C09.055 I could begin againe to court & praise 022.C09.056 And in that pleasure lengthen the short dayes, [CW:om] 022.C09.057 Of my liues lease, like Painters that do take [39v] 022.C09.058 Not in made workes delight, but %Jwh*tt%K[Mvar:>%Jwhat%K<] they make 022.C09.059 I could renew those times when first I saw 022.C09.060 Loue in your eyes that gaue my tongue the law 022.C09.061 To like what you likd, & at masques & Playes 022.C09.062 Com%Mend the selfesame Actor, the same wayes 022.C09.063 Aske how you did, & often with Intent 022.C09.064 of being officious, bee impertinent. 022.C09.065 All which were %Jsuch%K[Mvar:>%Jsuch%K<] soft pastimes, as in these 022.C09.066 Loue was as subtilly caught as a disease, 022.C09.067 But being gott it is a treasure sweet 022.C09.068 Which to defend is harder then to gett 022.C09.069 And ought not be prophan'd on either part 022.C09.070 for though tis gott by chance, tis kept by Art. 022.C09.0SS [om] four dashes 022.C09.0$$ %1No ind.%2