IDENTILIN$$  F022H03 Harvard, Eng. 966.1\ff 22r-23r; pp 43-5\M:GL\P:DF\o\5-11-92\C:JSC
022.H03.0HE  Elegie.|
022.H03.001  To make the doubt clere that noe weomans true
022.H03.002  was it my fate to proue it stronge in yo%5w%6?
022.H03.003  Thought I but one had breathed purest aire
022.H03.004  And muste she needes be false because shee's faire?
022.H03.005  Is it yo%5r%6 beutyes marke or of yo%5r%6 youthe
022.H03.006  Or your perfection not to study truthe?
022.H03.007  Or thinke yo%5w%6 heau'n is deafe or hathe no eyes
022.H03.008  Or those she hathe smile at yo%5r%6 periuryes?
022.H03.009  Or vowes soe cheap with weomen or the matter
022.H03.010  whereof they are made that they are writ in water
022.H03.011  Or blowne away with winde? or dothe there breathe
022.H03.012  (Bothe hote and cold) at once make life and deathe? [CW:om]
022.H03.013  whoe would haue thought soe many accents sweet [22v]
022.H03.014  Form'd into wordes soe many sighes should meet
022.H03.015  As from our heartes, soe many oathes and teares
022.H03.016  Sprinckled among (all sweeter by our feares)
022.H03.017  And the diuine impression of stolne kisses
022.H03.018  That seald' the rest should nowe proue empty blisses
022.H03.019  Did yo%5w%6 drawe bonds to forfett->>forgett<; signe to breake
022.H03.022  Or muste wee read yo%5w%6 quite from what yo%5w%6 speake?
022.H03.021  Or finde the Truthe %Ybut%Z>out< the wronge way, or muste
022.H03.022  Hee first desier yo%5w%6 false, would wishe yo%5w%6 iust?|
022.H03.023  O I prophane thoughe moste of weomen bee
022.H03.024  This kinde of beast, my thought shall except thee
022.H03.025  My dearest loued >>%Vthough<< froward Ielousie
022.H03.026  with circumstance might vrge thy >>%Vin<<Constancie
022.H03.027  Sooner Il'e thinke the Sun will cease to cheare
022.H03.028  The teeminge earthe and that forget to beare
022.H03.029  Sooner that riuers will turne backe or Thames
022.H03.030  with ribbs of Ice in Iune will binde his Streams
022.H03.031  Or nature by whose strength the world endures
022.H03.032  would change her course before yo%5w%6 alter yo%5rs%6:
022.H03.033  But o%C that trecherous beast to whome weake yo%5w%6
022.H03.034  Did trust our Councells whome wee bothe may rue
022.H03.035  Haveinge his falshood found, too late was hee
022.H03.036  That made me caste yo%5w%6 guilty, and yo%5w%6 mee
022.H03.037  whil'st he blacke wretch betray'd eache simple word
022.H03.038  wee spake vnto the cunninge of a third.
022.H03.039  Curst may he be that soe our loue hathe slaine
022.H03.040  And wander on the Earthe wretched as Caine
022.H03.041  wretched as he and not deserue least pitty
022.H03.042  In plagueinge him let misery be witty:
022.H03.043  Lett all eyes shun him, and he shun eache ey
022.H03.044  Till he be noysome at his infancy
022.H03.045  May he with remorse deny God thrice
022.H03.046  And not be trusted more on his soules price
022.H03.047  And after all self torment when he dyes
022.H03.048  May wolues teare out his harte Vultures his eyes.| [CW:Swyne#eate.|][miscatch]
022.H03.049  Swine eate his bowells, and his falser tongue [23r]
022.H03.050  That vttered all be to some Rauen flunge
022.H03.051  And let his Carrion=Corse bee a longer feaste
022.H03.052  To the Kinges dogges, than any other beaste
022.H03.053  Nowe I haue curst let vs our loue reuiue
022.H03.054  In mee the flame was neuer more aliue
022.H03.055  I could begin againe to Courte and praise
022.H03.056  And in that pleasure lengthen the shorte dayes
022.H03.057  of my liues lease: like painters that doe take
022.H03.058  Delight not in made worke, but whilst they make
022.H03.059  I could reviue those tymes when first I sawe
022.H03.060  loues in yo%5r%6 eyes y%5t%6 gaue my tongue the law
022.H03.061  To like what yo%5w%6 lik't and at maskes and playes
022.H03.062  Commend the self same Actors the same wayes
022.H03.063  Aske howe yo%5w%6 did and often with intent
022.H03.064  of beinge officious, be impertinent.|
022.H03.065  All which were such soft pastimes, as in these
022.H03.066  loue was as subtily caught as a dissease
022.H03.067  But beinge got it is a tresure sweet
022.H03.068  which to defend is harder then to gett
022.H03.069  And ought not be profan'd on eyther parte
022.H03.070  ffor thoughe t'is got by chance, t'is kept by Arte.|
022.H03.0SS  I. D.
022.H03.0$$  %1No ind.%2; St. ms. 152 %1penciled in LM op. HE%2