IDENTILIN$$ F146NY3|Sorrow|NYPL Berg Westmoreland MS|f.[21]r-v 146.NY3.0HE Eleg: 13.%5a%6 [single rule] p. 6 [f.[21]] 146.NY3.001 Sorrow, who to this house, scarse knew y%5e%6 way 146.NY3.002 Is, Oh, heire of it, O%5r%6 all is %Yis%Zhis pray. 146.NY3.003 This strange chance claymes strange Wonder; & to vs 146.NY3.004 Nothing can be so strange, as to weepe thus. 146.NY3.005 Tis well his lifes lowd speaking works deserve 146.NY3.006 And giue prayse to, o%5r%6 cold tongs could not serve. 146.NY3.007 Tis well he kept teares fro%M o%5r%6 eyes before 146.NY3.008 That to fitt this deepe ill we might haue store. 146.NY3.009 Oh yf a sweete bryer clymbe vp by a tree 146.NY3.010 If to a Paradise y%5t%6 transplanted bee 146.NY3.011 Or felld and burnt for holy sacrifice 146.NY3.012 Yet y%5t%6 must wither w%5ch%6 by it did rise; 146.NY3.013 As we for him dead: Though no family 146.NY3.014 Ere riggd a soule for heauens discouery 146.NY3.015 W%5t%6 whom more Venturers more boldly dare 146.NY3.016 Venter their states w%5th%6 him in ioy to share. 146.NY3.017 We loose what all frinds lovd, him; he gaines now [f.[21]v] 146.NY3.018 But life by Deathe, w%5ch%6 worst foes would allow; 146.NY3 019 If he could have foes, in whose practise grew 146.NY3.020 All Vertues whose names subtile schoolemen knew. 146.NY3.021 What ease, can hope y%5t%6 we shall see him, begett, 146.NY3.022 When we must dy first, and cannot dy yett? 146.NY3.023 His Chilldren are his pictures, Oh they bee 146.NY3.024 Pictures of him dead, senseles, cold as hee. 146.NY3.025 Here needes no marble tombe; since he is gone 146.NY3.026 He and about him, his, are %Yall%Zturnd to stone. 146.NY3.0SS om 146.NY3.0$$ among the love elegies; HE in L mar; line 1 ind 2 spaces.