IDENTILIN$$  F106NY3|EpLin|NYPL Berg Westmoreland|ff.[22]-[23] /P:T-LP,o,30Apr88
106.NY3.0HE  Epithalamiu%M./ [f.[22]]
106.NY3.001  The sun-beames in y%5e%6 East are spred
106.NY3.002  Leaue leaue fayr bride your solitary bed.
106.NY3.003  No more shall you returne to it alone.
106.NY3.004  It nourseth sadnes & your bodyes print
106.NY3.005  Like to a graue y%5e%6 yielding Downe doth dint
106.NY3.006  you & your other you meete ther anone.
106.NY3.007  Put forth, put forth y%5t%6 warme balme-breathing thigh
106.NY3.008  W%5ch%6 when next time you in these sheetes will smother
106.NY3.009  Ther it must meet an other
106.NY3.010  W%5ch%6 neuer was, but must be ofte more nigh;
106.NY3.011  Come glad fro%M thence, go gladder then you came
106.NY3.012  To day put on perfection and a womans name.
106.NY3.013  Daughters of London, you w%5ch%6 bee
106.NY3.014  O%5r%6 golden Mines & furnish'd Treasuree;
106.NY3.015  You w%5ch%6 are Angels, yet still bring w%5t%6 you
106.NY3.016  Thousands of Angels on your mariage dayes
106.NY3.017  Helpe w%5t%6 your presence & deuise to prayse
106.NY3.018  These rites w%5ch%6 allso vnto you grow due.
106.NY3.019  Conceitedly dres her, & be assignd
106.NY3.020  By you fitt place for euery flower & Iewell
106.NY3.021  Make her for Love fitt fuell,
106.NY3.022  As gay as Flora, and as rich as Inde,
106.NY3.023  So may she fayre, rich, glad, & in nothing lame
106.NY3.024  To day put on perfection & a womans name.
106.NY3.025  And you frolique Patricians
106.NY3.026  Sonnes of these Senators, wealths deepe Oceans
106.NY3.027  You->>Yee< painted Courtiers, Barrells of others witts
106.NY3.028  Yee Cuntrymen, who but your Beasts, love none
106.NY3.029  Yee of those fellowships whereof he' is one
106.NY3.030  Of study & play made strange Hermaphroditts
106.NY3.031  Here shine:  This bridegroome to y%5e%6 Temple bring.
106.NY3.032  Lo, in yon path w%5ch%6 store of strawd flowers graceth
106.NY3.033  The sober virgin paceth
106.NY3.034  Except my sight fayle: t'is no other thing.
106.NY3.035  Weepe not, nor blush; here is no griefe nor shame
106.NY3.036  To day put on perfection & a womans name.
106.NY3.037  Thy too-leaud gates fayre Temple vnfold [f.[22]]
106.NY3.038  And these two in thy sacred bosome hold
106.NY3.039  Till mistically ioynd but one they bee:
106.NY3.040  Then maythy leane & hunger sterved wombe
106.NY3.041  Long time expect their bodyes & ther tombe
106.NY3.042  Long after ther owne Parents fatten thee.
106.NY3.043  All e*der->>elder< claymes & all cold barrennes
106.NY3.044  All yielding to new loves, be farr for euer
106.NY3.045  W%5ch%6 might these two disseuer.
106.NY3.046  All wayes, all th'other may each one possesse
106.NY3.047  For the best bride, best worthy of prayer & fame 
106.NY3.048  To day puts on perfection & a Womans name.
106.NY3.049  O, Winter dayes bring much delight
106.NY3.050  Not for themselues, but for they soone bring night.
106.NY3.051  Other sweetes waight thee, then these diuers meates,
106.NY3.052  Other disports then dauncing iolityes,
106.NY3.053  Other love-tricks then glauncing w%5th%6 the eyes
106.NY3.054  But y%5t%6 y%5e%6 Sun still in o%5r%6 halfe spheare sweates.
106.NY3.055  He flyes in Winter, but now he stands still.
106.NY3.056  Yet shadows turne:  Noone point he hath attained
106.NY3.057  His steedes will be restraind
106.NY3.058  But gallop Liuely downe y%5e%6 Westerne hill:
106.NY3.059  Thou shalt when he hath run y%5e%6 Worlds halfe frame
106.NY3.060  To night put on perfection & a Womans name.
106.NY3.061  The amorous euening star is rose
106.NY3.062  Why should not then o%5r%6 amorous star enclose
106.NY3.063  Herselfe in her wish'd bed: release your strings
106.NY3.064  Musitians; and Dauncers take some truce
106.NY3.065  W%5t%6h these your pleasing labors; for great vse
106.NY3.066  As much wearines as perfection brings.
106.NY3.067  You, & not only you, but all toyld beasts
106.NY3.068  Rest duly: at night, all ther toyles are dispenced,
106.NY3.069  But in ther beds co%Mmenced
106.NY3.070  Are other Labors & more dainty feasts.
106.NY3.071  Shee goes a Mayd, who least she turne y%5e%6 same
106.NY3.072  To night put on perfection & a Womans name.
106.NY3.073  Thy Virgins girdle now vnty, [f.[23]]
106.NY3.074  And in thy nuptiall bed, Loves Altar, ly
106.NY3.075  A pl**sing->>pleasing< Sacrifice:  Now disposses
106.NY3.076  Thee of these chaines & robes, w%5ch%6 were put on
106.NY3.077  To'adorne the day not thee; for thou alone
106.NY3.078  Like Vertu & Truthe art best in nakednes.
106.NY3.079  This bed is only to Virginitee
106.NY3.080  A graue, but to a better state a Cradle
106.NY3.081  Till now thou wast but able
106.NY3.082  To bee, what now thou art:  then y%5t%6 by thee
106.NY3.083  No more be sayd, I maybe, but I ame
106.NY3.084  To night put on perfection & a Womans name.
106.NY3.085  Euen like a faythfull Man content
106.NY3.086  That this life for a better should be spent
106.NY3.087  So she a Mothers riche stile doth prefer.
106.NY3.088  And at y%5e%6 bridegroomes wish'd approch doth ly
106.NY3.089  Like an appointed Lambe, when tenderly
106.NY3.090  The Priest comes on his knees to'embowell her.
106.NY3.091  Now sleepe or watche w%5t%6 more ioye: & O Light
106.NY3.092  Of heauen, to morrow rise thou hott & early:
106.NY3.093  This Sun will love so dearly
106.NY3.094  Her rest, y%5t%6 long, long, we shall want her sight;
106.NY3.095  Wonders are wrought, for she w%5ch%6 had no maime
106.NY3.096  To night puts on perfection & a Womans name.
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