IDENTILIN$$  F151H07|BoulNar|Harvard, MS Eng 966.6 (Stephens)|ff.85v-86v, pp.170-72|mf T-LP 4Sep87
151.H07.HE   Elegia Decima Nona./ [single rule] /vpon y%5e%6 death of m%5rs%6 Bolstred. /[single rule] [85v] 
151.H07.001  Langua%Mge thou art too narrow, and too weake 
151.H07.002  To Ease vs now. Great sorrowes cannot speak|e|
151.H07.003  If we co%Ald sigh out Accents, & weep words 
151.H07.004  Greefe wears and lessens that tears breath Affords
151.H07.005  Sadd ha%Arts y%5e%6 lesse they seeme the more they are 
151.H07.006  So Guiltiest Men stan%Ad Mutest at y%5e%6 Ba%Arr
151.H07.007  Not that they know, nor%A feele not their Esta%Ate
151.H07.008  But Extrea%Ame sence%A hath made them desp%Pate.
151.H07.009  Sorrow to whome we owe all that wee bee
151.H07.010  Tyra%Ant in the fifth, and Greatest Monarchy. 
151.H07.011  Was't that she did Posesse a%All Harts befor%Ae?
151.H07.012  Thou hast kild her to ma%Ake thy Empire more.
151.H07.013  Knewst thou some Mould that knew her not Lame%Ant
151.H07.014  As in A Deluge perish the Innocent.
151.H07.015  Wa'st not enough to haue that Pallace wonne  
151.H07.016  But thou must raze it too, that was vndone?
151.H07.017  Hadst thou staid there, & lookt out at her Eyes 
151.H07.018  All had Ador'de thee, that now from thee flyes. [CW:ffor./]
151.H07.019  ffor they lett out more Light then they tooke in [86]
151.H07.020  They told not when but did the day beginn
151.H07.021  Shee was too Sapherine, and cleere for thee
151.H07.022  Claie, fflint, and Iett now thy fytt dwelling bee.
151.H07.023  Ala%As she wa%As too poo[var:u]re, but not too wea%Ake
151.H07.024  Whoe ere soe[var:saw] Christall Ordynan%Ace but wold Break
151.H07.025  And if we by[var:be] thy Conquest by her fa%All 
151.H07.026  Th'hast lost thy end, for in her perish a%All,
151.H07.027  Or if we live, we live but to rebell
151.H07.028  That knew her better now, that knew her well.
151.H07.029  If we should vapou%5r%6 out, or pyne, or dye
151.H07.030  Since she first went, that were not Misery 
151.H07.031  She chang'd o%5r%6 world w%5th%6 hers. Now is she gone
151.H07.032  Mirth, and Prosperity is Oppressyon.
151.H07.033  ffor of all morrall virtues she was all
151.H07.034  That Ethiques %Yof%Z speake of virtues Cardynall.
151.H07.035  Her Sowle was Paradize: The Cherubine 
151.H07.036  Sett to keepe it, was Grace: that kept out synn.
151.H07.037  She had no more then lett in death: ffor wee 
151.H07.038  %1All Reape Consumption from one fruitfull tree%2
151.H07.039  God tooke her hence; lest some of vs shold loue
151.H07.040  Her like y%5e6 Plant hym, a%And his lawes aboue.
151.H07.041  And when we see his Mercy%A shewne in this [CW:'Twill.] 
151.H07.042  Twill raise o%5r%6 mynds to Heav'n, where now she is; [86v]
151.H07.043  Who if her virtue wold haue let her sta%Ay
151.H07.044  We had hadd A Saint; Now A Holyda%Ay.
151.H07.045  Her hart was that strange Crest[var:bush] where sacred fyre 
151.H07.046  Religion did not Consume, but Inspire. 
151.H07.047  Such Pyetie; so Chast vse of Gods Daye 
151.H07.048  That we turne to feasts, she tu%Arn'd to Pray.
151.H07.049  And did p%5r%6figure here a devout ta%Ast
151.H07.050  The rest of her high Saboth, y%5t%6 shall last. 
151.H07.051  Angells did hand her vp, who, next God dwell
151.H07.052  ffor she was of that order whom most fell.
151.H07.053  Her body'|e| left w%5th%6 vs, lest some had said 
151.H07.054  Shee cold not dy, vnles they saw her Dead.
151.H07.055  ffor from lesse virtue, & lesse Bewtyousnes
151.H07.056  The Gentiles fram'd their Gods & Goddesses.
151.H07.057  The ravaynous y%5t%6 now woes her to bee 
151.H07.058  Earth too, wille Lemina, and the Tree 
151.H07.059  That wraps that Christall in a woden Tombe
151.H07.060  Shall take vp Spruse filled w%5th%6 Dyamond.
151.H07.061  And we her glad-sad-friends, Each beare a p%Pte
151.H07.062  Of greife: ffor all wold break a Stoiques /Hart.
151.H07.SS   [3 whirlwind flourishes]
151.H07.$$   Variants above words/letters in a later hand; no indentations; some syllables accented in the scribal hand.