IDENTILIN$$ F150H070|BoulRec|Harvard, MS Eng. 966.6 [Stephens]|ff.87-88v, pp.173-76|mf T-LP 150.H07.HE Elegia Vicessima. On the death. /[single rule] /of the said m%5rs%6 Boulstred. /[single rule] [87] 150.H07.001 Death I Recant, and say, vnsaid by mee 150.H07.002 what ere hath slipt tha%At might dyminish thee. 150.H07.003 Spirituall Poison, Atheisme tis to say 150.H07.004 That any Can thy summons Disobay. 150.H07.005 Th'Earths face, is but thy table, there are sett 150.H07.006 Plants, Cattell, Men, Dishes for death to Eate. 150.H07.007 In a rude hunger, now he Millyons drawes 150.H07.008 Into his Blowdy, or Plaguy, or starv'd Iawes. 150.H07.009 Now he will seeme to spare, and doth more wast 150.H07.010 Eating the best first, well p%5r%6serv'd to last, 150.H07.011 Now wantonly he spoiles, and eats vs not 150.H07.012 But breaks of freinds, and lets vs peece%Amale rott 150.H07.013 Nor will the Earth serue him he sinks y%5e%6 deepe 150.H07.014 Where harmles fysh, Monastique sylence%A keepe, 150.H07.015 Who (weare death dead) by Roes of living sand 150.H07.016 Might spunge that Eleme%Mt, and make it Land. 150.H07.017 He rownds the Aire and breaks y%5e%6 Hymnick notes 150.H07.018 In Birds heav'n quiriste%5rs%6 Organick throats* 150.H07.019 W%5ch%6 if they did not dye might seeme to bee* 150.H07.020 A tenth rancke in the Heavenly Hierarchie [CW:.O.] 150.H07.021 O strong, and long liv'd Death, How camst thou in? [87v] 150.H07.022 And how w%5th%6out Creation didst begin? 150.H07.023 Thou hast, & shall see dead, before y%5w%6 die'st 150.H07.024 All the ffowr Monarks[var:ies], and Ante-christ. 150.H07.025 How can I thinke thee nothing that see now 150.H07.026 In a%All this All, Nothing els but thou? 150.H07.027 Ou%5r%6 Byrths, and Lives, virtues, & vices bee 150.H07.028 Wastfull Consumptyons & degrees of thee. 150.H07.029 ffor we to live, o%5r%6 Bellowes were and Brea%Ath 150.H07.030 Nor a%Are we Morta%All dyinge dead, but death. 150.H07.031 And though thou beest A mighty Byrd of Pray 150.H07.032 So much Recla%Aym'd by God, that thou maist lay 150.H07.033 All that thou kilst at his feete, yet doth hee. 150.H07.034 [M:verse#omitted] 150.H07.035 And of those fewe, now thou hast overthrowne 150.H07.036 One, whom thy blow makes not ou%5rs%6, nor thine own|.| 150.H07.037 She wa%As More storyes high, hopeles to come 150.H07.038 To her Sowle, thou hast ofered at he%5r%6 lowe%5r%6 Room 150.H07.039 Her sowle, and Body was a Kinge, and Court 150.H07.040 But thou hast both of Captaine mist, and fort 150.H07.041 As Howses fa%All not, though the King Remove 150.H07.042 Bodyes>Bod*es of Sain%5ts%6 rest for their Sowles aboue 150.H07.043 Death getts twixt sowles, & Bodyes such a pla|ce| [CW:.As.] 150.H07.044 As synn Insinuats twixt Iust Men, & Grace. [88] 150.H07.045 Both work A sep%Patyon, no dyvorce. 150.H07.046 Her sowle is gone to vshe%5r%6 vpp her Corse 150.H07.047 W%5ch%6 shalbe almost another Sowle, for there 150.H07.048 %1Bodies are purer then best soules are here.%2 150.H07.049 Beca%Ause in her, her virtues did ovt goe 150.H07.050 Her years: woldst thou ae%Lmulous death do soe? 150.H07.051 And kyll her yonge to thy losse? must y%5e%6 Cost 150.H07.052 Of Bewty, and wytt, Apt to do harme be lost? 150.H07.053 What though thou fownd'st her proofe gainst sins of \(youth 150.H07.054 %1Oh! Euery Age, a Diuers Sin pursu'th.%2 150.H07.055 Thou sholdst ha%Aue sta%Ayd, & taken bette%5r%6 hold 150.H07.056 Shortly Ambytious, Covituos when old 150.H07.057 She might haue prov'd, And such devotion 150.H07.058 Might ons't haue stra%Aid to sup%Pstico%Mn. 150.H07.059 If all her virtue must haue growne, yet might 150.H07.060 Abunda%Mt virtue ha%Aue bred a proud delight. 150.H07.061 Had she p%Psevered iust, there wold haue bene 150.H07.062 Some that wold synn, misthinking she did synn; 150.H07.063 Such a%As wold ca%All her friendship, Love, & faine 150.H07.064 To Socyablenes a%As[M:x] A Name Propha%Ane. [CW:.Or.] 150.H07.065 Or synn by Temptinge, or not daring tha%At 150.H07.066 By wishinge, though they neuer told her what. 150.H07.067 Thus mights't thou haue slaine more sowls hadst y%5u%6 not cro%Ast 150.H07.068 Thy self: and to tryvmph thy Army Lost. 150.H07.069 Yet though theis wais be lost, thou hast left one 150.H07.070 W%5ch%6 is Immoderate Greife y%5t%6 she is gone. 150.H07.071 But we ma%Ay sca%Ape the synn, yet weep as much 150.H07.072 Ou%5r%6 tea%Ars are dewe beca%Ause we are not such. 150.H07.073 Som tea%Ars that knott of frends her death must cost 150.H07.074 Because y%5e%6 Chaine is broke though no lincke Lost. 150.H07.SS [8 small flourishes] 150.H07.0$$ No indentations; variants above words/letters and marginalia in a later hand; some syllables accented in the scribal hand.