IDENTILIN$$ F150HH1|BoulRec|Huntington MS EL 6893 (Bridgewater)|ff.101v-102v.|mf T-LP 2Sep87 150.HH1.HE An Elegie funerall /vpon M%5ris%6 Bowlstred [101v] 150.HH1.001 Death I recant, & say vnsaid by mee 150.HH1.002 what ere hath slipt that hath dyminishd thee 150.HH1.003 Spirituall treason, Athysme tis to saye 150.HH1.004 that any can thy Sum%Mons disobey 150.HH1.005 The Earths face is but thy Table there are sett 150.HH1.006 Plants, cattell, men, dishes for thee%>>%5Dea%6the< to eate 150.HH1.007 In a rude hunger, now hee millions drawes 150.HH1.008 into his bloudy, %Yor%Z plaguie >or sterved>sterv'*d iawes 150.HH1.009 Nowe hee will seeme to spare & doth more wast 150.HH1.010 Eating the best first, well preserued>preseru'*d to last 150.HH1.011 Now wantonlie he spoyles, & eates vs not 150.HH1.012 but breaks of frends, & letts vs peecemeal rott 150.HH1.013 Nor will the earth serve him hee sinks the deep 150.HH1.014 where harmless fish monastiq; silence keep 150.HH1.015 who (were >death Dead) by rowes of lyving sande 150.HH1.016 might spunge that element & make it land 150.HH1.017 Hee rounds the Ayre, & breakes y%5e%6 hymnick notes 150.HH1.018 in Byrds, heavens Quiristers Organick throtes 150.HH1.019 W%5ch%6 (if they dy'd) might seeme to bee 150.HH1.020 a tenth rank in the heavenly Hyerarchie 150.HH1.021 O strong, & long lyv'd death how camst thou in? 150.HH1.022 And how without creation didst begin? 150.HH1.023 Thou hast & shall>shallt see dead before thou dyest 150.HH1.024 All the fowre Monarchies & Antechrist [102] 150.HH1.025 How could I think thee nothing that see now 150.HH1.026 in all this All-nothing else but thou 150.HH1.027 Our birthes, & lyves virtues & vices bee 150.HH1.028 wastfull consumpsions, and degrees of thee 150.HH1.029 for wee to lyve our bellowes ware & breath 150.HH1.030 nor are wee mortall, dyeng, dead, but death 150.HH1.031 And though thou beest (o mighty bird of pray) 150.HH1.032 so much reclaym'd by God, that thou must laye 150.HH1.033 all thou kilst at his feet; yet %Ymust%Z>doth hee 150.HH1.034 reserve but few, & leaue>leau's the most to thee 150.HH1.035 And of those few, now thou hast overthrown 150.HH1.036 %Yof%Z>on whom thy blow makes not ours, nor thyne ow%M 150.HH1.037 shee was more stories high: hopeless to come 150.HH1.038 To her Sowle thou hast offered at her low%>low>%5er%6< roome 150.HH1.039 Her Sowle & bodie was a king & Court 150.HH1.040 but thou hast both of Captaine myst & fort 150.HH1.041 As howses fall not, though the king remove 150.HH1.042 Bodies of Saincts rest for their Sowles above 150.HH1.043 Death getts twixt Soules & bodies such a place 150.HH1.044 as synne in#*ennates twixt iust men & grace 150.HH1.045 both work a seperation, no divorse 150.HH1.046 Her Sowle is gone to vsher vp her Corse 150.HH1.047 which shalbee almost another Soule; for ther 150.HH1.048 Bodies are purer, then best soules are heer 150.HH1.049 Because in her, her virtues did owtgoe [102v] 150.HH1.050 her yeares, wouldest tho%5u%6 O emulous death do soe|?| 150.HH1.051 and kill her yonng to thy loss? must y%5e%6 cost|?| 150.HH1.052 of Bewty & witt, apt to do harm be lost? 150.HH1.053 what if thou foundest her proufe against synn%5s%6 of youth 150.HH1.054 O Euerie age a diverse synne pursueth>purs'*th 150.HH1.055 %Ythou%Z wouldst >thou have stayd & taken better hold 150.HH1.056 shortly ambitious, covetuous when olde 150.HH1.057 shee might haue proved, & such devotion 150.HH1.058 might once have strayed to superstition 150.HH1.059 If all her vertues might haue grow%5n%6 yet might 150.HH1.060 abundant vertue have bredd a proud delight 150.HH1.061 Had shee persevered iust there would haue be%M 150.HH1.062 some that would synne, mysthinking she did syn 150.HH1.063 Such as would call her frendship love, and fane 150.HH1.064 to sociablenes, a name profane, 150.HH1.065 Or s*nn* by tempting or %Yout%Z>not daring that 150.HH1.066 by wishing, though they never tould her what 150.HH1.067 Thus mightest thou have slayne more Sowles /hadst y%5u%6 not crost 150.HH1.068 thy self, & to triumph, thyne Army lost 150.HH1.069 yet though these ways be lost, thou hast left one, 150.HH1.070 w%5ch%6 is ymmoderat grief that shee is gone 150.HH1.071 But wee may scape the synne, yet weep as much 150.HH1.072 our Teares are due, because wee are not such 150.HH1.073 Some teares >her >death that knott of frends must cost 150.HH1.074 because the Chayne is broke, yet[var:though] no link lost 150.HH1.SS [whirlwind flourish] 150.HH1.0$$ No indentations.