IDENTLINE$$ F151B47|BoulNar|Stowe 962|ff. 92-3|Original EWS 8-10-85 151.B47.0HE An Elegie vppon the death of M%5rs%6: Boulstred./ 151.B47.001 Language thou art to narrow & too weake [f. 92] 151.B47.002 to ease vs now greate sorrows cannot speake 151.B47.003 If we could sigh out accents and weepe words 151.B47.004 greife weares & lessons y%5t%6 teares breath affords 151.B47.005 sad harts the lesse they seeme the more they are 151.B47.006 (soe guiltiest men stand mutest at the barr) 151.B47.007 not that they know nor feele not theire estate 151.B47.008 but extreame sence hath made them desperate 151.B47.009 sorrow, to whom we owe all that we be 151.B47.010 Tyrant in the fift & greatest monarchie 151.B47.011 wast that she ^did possesse all harts before? 151.B47.012 thou hast kild her to make thy>thie Empier more 151.B47.013 knewst thou some would, y%5t%6 knew her not %Ybefore%Z ^lament 151.B47.014 as in a Delluge perish the innocent 151.B47.015 wast not enough to haue the pallace woon 151.B47.016 but thou must raze it too, y%5t%6 was vndonn? 151.B47.017 hadst thou stayd there, & lookt out at her eyes 151.B47.018 all had adord thee, y%5t%6 now from thee flies 151.B47.019 for they let out more light then they tooke in 151.B47.020 they told not when, but did the day beginn. 151.B47.021 She was too Sapharine & cleare for thee [f. 92v] 151.B47.022 Clay flinte & Iett now thy fitt dwellinge be 151.B47.023 alas, she was too poore[Mvar:>puer<] but not too weake 151.B47.024 who ere saw Cristall ordinance but would breake 151.B47.025 and if we be thy Conquest by her fall 151.B47.026 th'ast lost thy end for in her perish all 151.B47.027 or if we liue, we liue but to rebell 151.B47.028 y%5t%6 know her better now, y%5t%6 knew her well 151.B47.029 If we should vapour out or pine or die 151.B47.030 since the first went, that were not miserie 151.B47.031 she chayngd our world w%5th%6 hers, now she is gonn 151.B47.032 mirth, and prosperitie is oppression 151.B47.033 for of all morall vertues she was all 151.B47.034 that Ethicks speake of vertue Cardinall 151.B47.035 her soule was paradise, the Cherubine 151.B47.036 set to keepe it was grace, y%5t%6 kept out sin. 151.B47.037 she had no more then let in death, for we 151.B47.038 all reape Consumption fro%M one fruitfall tree 151.B47.039 god tooke her hence least some of vs should loue 151.B47.040 her like the plant, him %Yh%Zand his loues aboue 151.B47.041 and when we see his mercie shewen in this 151.B47.042 twill rayse o%5r%6 minds to heauen where now she is 151.B47.043 who if her vertue would haue let her stay 151.B47.044 we had had a say%Mt now a Holliday. 151.B47.045 her hart was y%5t%6 straynge nest where sacred fier 151.B47.046 Religion did not consume, but in spier 151.B47.047 such pietie, soe Chast=vse of gods day 151.B47.048 y%5t%6 w%5ch%6 %Yshe%Z>we< turnd to feasts she turnd to pray 151.B47.049 and did p%5r%6figuer >%Yout%Z< here a devout tast 151.B47.050 y%5t%6 rest of her high Saboath that shall last. 151.B47.051 Angells did hand her vp who next god dwell [f. 93] 151.B47.052 (for she was of that order from whence most fell) 151.B47.053 her bodi's left w%5th%6 vs least some had sedd 151.B47.054 she could not die vnlesse they say her dead 151.B47.055 for fro%M lesse vertue & %Yfro%M%Z lesse beauteousnesse 151.B47.056 the Gentills framd theire gods & goddesses 151.B47.057 the ravenous earth y%5t%6 now woes her to be 151.B47.058 earth too willbe Lemnia and the tree 151.B47.059 y%5t%6 wrapps the Cristall in a wooden tombe 151.B47.060 shalbe tooke vp spruse filled w%5th%6 Diamond 151.B47.061 and we her glad sad freinds each beare a part 151.B47.062 of greife, for all would breake a Stoicks harte 151.B47.0SS om 151.B47.$$