IDENTLINE$$ F153DT1|Har|877, I|ff. 99v-103v|Original EWS 5-7-86 153.DT1.0HE %1Elegie Lo: Harrington%2. 153.DT1.001 ffaire Soule, w%5ch%6 wast not only as all Soules bee [f. 99v] 153.DT1.002 Then when thou wast infused, Harmonie. 153.DT1.003 But didst continue soe, & nowe dost beare 153.DT1.004 Apart in Gods great Organ, this whole sphere [cw:If] 153.DT1.005 If looking vp to God; or downe to vs [f. 100] 153.DT1.006 Thou find that any way is pervious 153.DT1.007 T'wixt heave'n, & Earth, & that mens Actions doe 153.DT1.008 Come to yo%5r%6 knowledge, and affections too; 153.DT1.009 See, and w%5th%6 Ioye, mee to that good degree 153.DT1.010 Of Goodnes growne, that I can studdie thee. 153.DT1.011 And by those meditations refin'de 153.DT1.012 Can vn-apparell, and enlarge my minde 153.DT1.013 And soe can make by this softe extasie 153.DT1.014 This Place a Mapp of Heave'n, my self of thee 153.DT1.015 Thou seest mee here at Midnight, nowe all rest 153.DT1.016 Times dead-lowe-water, when all mindes devest 153.DT1.017 To morrowes buisines, when the Labourers haue 153.DT1.018 Such rest in Bed, y%5t%6 their last Churchyard Graue 153.DT1.019 Subiect to chaunge, will scarce bee'a Type of this 153.DT1.020 Nowe, when yo%5r%6 Client, whose last hearing is 153.DT1.021 To morrowe sleepes, when the Condemned man. 153.DT1.022 (who when hee opes his Eyes) must shutt them than 153.DT1.023 Againe by Death) although sad watch hee keepe 153.DT1.024 doth practise dyeng by a litle sleepe 153.DT1.025 Thou at this Midnight see'st mee, and as soone 153.DT1.026 As this Sun rises to mee (Midnights Noone) 153.DT1.027 All the world growes Transparent, and I see 153.DT1.028 Through all, both Church, and State in seeing thee 153.DT1.029 And I discerne by fauour of this light 153.DT1.030 My self the hardest obiect of the sight 153.DT1.031 God is the Glasse: as thou when thou dost see 153.DT1.032 Him, whoe sees all, see'st all concerning thee. 153.DT1.033 Soe yet vnglorified, I Comprehend 153.DT1.034 All, in those mirrors of thy waye, and end. 153.DT1.035 Though God bee truly our Glass, through w%5ch%6 wee see 153.DT1.036 All. (since the being of all things is hee) 153.DT1.037 Yet are the Truncks, w%5ch%6 doe to vs deriue [cw:Things] 153.DT1.038 Things in Proportion fitt by Perspectiue [f. 100v] 153.DT1.039 Deeds of good men; ffor by their living here 153.DT1.040 Virtue indeed remote, seemes to bee neare 153.DT1.041 But where shall I affirme, or where arrest 153.DT1.042 my thoughts on his deeds, w%5ch%6 shall I call best? 153.DT1.043 ffor ffluid virtue cannot bee looked on 153.DT1.044 Nor can endure a Contemplation. 153.DT1.045 As Bodies chaunge, and as I doe not weare 153.DT1.046 those spiritts, humours, bloud, I did last yeare 153.DT1.047 And as if on a streame, I fixe mine eye 153.DT1.048 That dropp on w%5ch%6 I look'd is presently 153.DT1.049 Push'd w%5th%6 more waters from my sight, & gone 153.DT1.050 Soe in this Sea of Virtues, can noe one 153.DT1.051 Bee'insisted on: Virtue as Riuers pass 153.DT1.052 Yet still remaines that Virtuous man there was 153.DT1.053 And as if man feed on mans fleash, and soe 153.DT1.054 Part of his bodie to another owe 153.DT1.055 Yet att the last twoe perfect bodies rise 153.DT1.056 Because God knowes where euery Atome lyes 153.DT1.057 Soe, if one Knowledge were made of all those 153.DT1.058 Whoe knewe his minutes well, hee might dispose 153.DT1.059 his virtue into names, and Rankes, but I 153.DT1.060 should iniure Nature, Virtue, & Destinye 153.DT1.061 Should I divide, & discontinue soe 153.DT1.062 Virtue that did in one intireness growe. 153.DT1.063 ffor as hee that would say, spiritts are fram'd 153.DT1.064 Of all the purest parts that can bee nam'd 153.DT1.065 Honours not spiritts half soe much as hee 153.DT1.066 W%5ch%6 sayes they haue noe spiritts, but simple bee 153.DT1.067 Soe is't of Virtue: for a point, and one 153.DT1.068 Are much intirer then a Million. 153.DT1.069 And had ffate meant to haue his virtues told 153.DT1.070 It would haue lett him liue, to haue beene old. 153.DT1.071 Soe then, that Virtue in season, and then this [cw:Wee] 153.DT1.072 Wee might haue seene, & said that nowe hee is [f. 101] 153.DT1.073 Witty, now wise, now temperate, nowe iust 153.DT1.074 In good short liues vertues are faine to thrust 153.DT1.075 And to bee sure betimes to gett a place 153.DT1.076 When they would exercise, lack Roome, & space 153.DT1.077 Soe was it in this person forc'd to bee 153.DT1.078 ffor lack of time, his owne Epitomye 153.DT1.079 Soe to exhibit in fewe yeares as much 153.DT1.080 As shall the long breath'd Chronicles can touch 153.DT1.081 As when an Angell downe from Heau'en doth flye 153.DT1.082 Our Quick thought cannot keepe him Company. 153.DT1.083 Wee cannot thinke, now hee is at the Sun 153.DT1.084 Now through the Moone, now hee through th'ayre doth runn. 153.DT1.085 Yet when hee's come, wee knowe hee did repaire 153.DT1.086 To all twixt Heau'en, & Earth, Sun, Moone, & Aire 153.DT1.087 And as this Angell in an instant knowes, 153.DT1.088 And yet wee knowe this suddaine knowlege growes 153.DT1.089 By quick amassing seuerall formes of things 153.DT1.090 W%5ch%6 hee successiuely to order brings 153.DT1.091 When they, whose slowe-pac'd lame thoughts cannot goe 153.DT1.092 Soe fast as hee, think that hee doth not soe 153.DT1.093 Iust as a perfect Reader doth not dwell 153.DT1.094 On euery sillable, nor stay to spell, 153.DT1.095 Yet w%5th%6out doubt, hee doth distinctly see 153.DT1.096 And lay togeather euery A. and B. 153.DT1.097 Soe in short-liu'd Good men, is not vnderstood 153.DT1.098 Each seuerall virtue, but the Compound, Good. 153.DT1.099 ffor they all virtues pathes in that pace tread 153.DT1.100 As Angells goe, and knowe, and as men read. 153.DT1.101 O why should then these men, these lumps of Balme 153.DT1.102 Sent hither this worlds tempests to becalme 153.DT1.103 Before thy Deeds they are diffus'd and spread 153.DT1.104 And soe make vs aliue, themselues bee dead? [cw:O Soule] 153.DT1.105 O Soule, o Circle, why soe quickly bee [f. 101v] 153.DT1.106 Thy end, thy Birth, & Death clos'd vpp in Thee? 153.DT1.107 Since one foot of thy Compass still was plac'd 153.DT1.108 In Heau'en the other might securely haue pac'd 153.DT1.109 In the most large extent, through euery path 153.DT1.110 W%5ch%6 y%5e%6 whole World, or Man, the Abbridgment hath. 153.DT1.111 Thou knew'st that though the Tropique Circles haue 153.DT1.112 (yea and those small ones, w%5ch%6 the Poles ingraue) 153.DT1.113 All the same Roundnes, Evenness, and all 153.DT1.114 The Endlesness of th'Equinoctiall 153.DT1.115 Yet when wee come to measure distances 153.DT1.116 Howe here, howe there, the Sun affected is, 153.DT1.117 Where hee doth faintly work, and where preuaile 153.DT1.118 Only Great Circles then can bee our scale 153.DT1.119 Soe though thy Circle, to thy self express 153.DT1.120 All tending to thy endless happiness 153.DT1.121 And wee, by our good vse of y%5t%6 may trye 153.DT1.122 Both howe to liue well yonge, & how to Die 153.DT1.123 Yet since wee must bee old, and age endures 153.DT1.124 his Torrid Zone at Court, & Calentures, 153.DT1.125 Of hott Ambition, Irreligious Ice 153.DT1.126 Zeales Agues, and Hydroptique Avarice, 153.DT1.127 (Infirmities w%5ch%6 need the scale of truth 153.DT1.128 As well as Lust, and Ignorance of Youth) 153.DT1.129 Why did'st thou not for these giue medecines too 153.DT1.130 And by thy doing tell vs what to doe? 153.DT1.131 Though as small pockett clocks, whose euery wheele 153.DT1.132 Doth each miss-motion, and distemper feele 153.DT1.133 Whose hand getts shakeing Palseyes, & whose string 153.DT1.134 His Sinnewes slackens, & whose soule, the spring 153.DT1.135 Expires, or languishes, whose Pusse>Purse the flye 153.DT1.136 Either beates not, or beates vneuenly 153.DT1.137 Whose voice the Bell doth Rattle, or growe Dumbe 153.DT1.138 Or Idle as men w%5ch%6 to their last howers come, 153.DT1.139 If these Clocks bee not wound, or bee wound still [cw:Or] 153.DT1.140 Or bee not sett, or sett at euery will. [f. 102] 153.DT1.141 Soe youth bee, easiest to Destruction 153.DT1.142 If then wee followe all, or followe none. 153.DT1.143 Yet as in Great Clocks, w%5ch%6 in steeples Chime 153.DT1.144 Plac'd to informe whole Townes to'imploye their time 153.DT1.145 An Error doth more harme being generall 153.DT1.146 When small Clocks faults only in the %Yweather%Z ^[wearer] fall 153.DT1.147 Soe worke the faults of Age, on w%5ch%6 the eye 153.DT1.148 Of Children, servants, or the state relye 153.DT1.149 Why shouldst not thou then, w%5ch%6 hadst such a soule 153.DT1.150 A Clock soe true, as might the Sun Controule 153.DT1.151 And daily had'st from him whoe gaue it thee 153.DT1.152 Instruction, such as it could neuer bee 153.DT1.153 Disordred, Stay here as a Generall 153.DT1.154 And great Sun-diall to haue sett vs all? 153.DT1.155 Or why wouldst thou bee any Instrument 153.DT1.156 To this vnnaturall Course, or why consent 153.DT1.157 To this (not Miracle but Prodegie) 153.DT1.158 That where the Ebbs longer then flowings bee 153.DT1.159 Virtue, whose floud did w%5th%6 thy youth beginn 153.DT1.160 Should soe much faster ebbe out, then flowe in? 153.DT1.161 Though her floud were blowne in by thy first breath 153.DT1.162 All is at once sunck in the whirlepoole, Death. 153.DT1.163 W%5ch%6 nowe I would not name but that I see 153.DT1.164 Death (ells a Desart) growne a Court by thee. 153.DT1.165 Nowe I am sure, that if a man would haue 153.DT1.166 Good Companie, his entrie is a Graue 153.DT1.167 Mee thinkes all Citties nowe, but Ant hills bee 153.DT1.168 Where when the seue'rall Labourers I see 153.DT1.169 ffor Children, house, Prouision taking paine 153.DT1.170 They are all but Ants, carrieng Eggs, strawe, or Graine 153.DT1.171 And Church-yards are our Citties, vnto which 153.DT1.172 The most repaire who are in Goodnes ritch. 153.DT1.173 There is the best Concourse, and Confluence [cw:There] 153.DT1.174 There are the holy Suburbs, and from thence [f. 102v] 153.DT1.175 Begins Gods Cittie, newe Ierusalem 153.DT1.176 W%5ch%6 doth extend her vtmost Gates to them 153.DT1.177 At that Gate then Triumphant Soule dost thou 153.DT1.178 Begin thy Triumph: But since Lawes allowe 153.DT1.179 That at the Triumph day, the people may 153.DT1.180 All that they will gainst the Triumpher saye. 153.DT1.181 Let mee here vse this freedome, and expresse 153.DT1.182 my griefe, though not to make thy triumph less. 153.DT1.183 By lawe to triumph none admitted bee 153.DT1.184 Till they as Magistrates gett victorie 153.DT1.185 Though then to thy force all youthes foes did yeild 153.DT1.186 Yet till fitt time had brought thee to the field 153.DT1.187 To w%5ch%6 thy Ranke in this state destin'd thee 153.DT1.188 That there thy Councells might gett victorie 153.DT1.189 and soe in that Capacitie remoue 153.DT1.190 all Iealousie twixt Prince and subiects loue 153.DT1.191 Thou could'st noe title to this Triumph haue 153.DT1.192 Thou did'st intrude on Death, vsurp'd'st a Graue 153.DT1.193 Then (though victoriously) thou haddest fought 153.DT1.194 But w%5th%6 thine owne affections, w%5th%6 the heates 153.DT1.195 Of Youths Desires, and Colds of Ignorance 153.DT1.196 But till thou should'st successiuely advance 153.DT1.197 Thine Armes gainst forraine enemies, w%5ch%6 are 153.DT1.198 Both Envye, & acclamations Popular 153.DT1.199 (ffor both these enemies>engins equally defeate 153.DT1.200 Though by a diverse Mine, those w%5ch%6 are great) 153.DT1.201 Till then thy warre was but a Ciuill warre 153.DT1.202 ffor w%5ch%6 to Triumphs none admitted are 153.DT1.203 Noe more are they, whoe (though w%5th%6 good successe) 153.DT1.204 In a defensiue warre their power express 153.DT1.205 Before men triumph, the Dominion 153.DT1.206 must bee inlardg'd, and not preseru'd alone 153.DT1.207 Why should'st thou then, whose Battaills were to winne [cw:Thy] 153.DT1.208 Thy self from those straights, nature putt thee in [f. 103] 153.DT1.209 And to deliuer vpp to God that state 153.DT1.210 Of w%5ch%6 hee gaue thee the vicariate 153.DT1.211 (W%5ch%6 is thy Soule, and Bodie) as intire 153.DT1.212 As hee (whoe takes endeauors) doth require 153.DT1.213 But did'st not stay t'inlarge his kingdome too 153.DT1.214 By makeing others what thou did'st to doe. 153.DT1.215 Why should'st thou triumph nowe, when heau'n noe more 153.DT1.216 Hath gott by getting thee, then it had before? 153.DT1.217 om. 153.DT1.218 om. 153.DT1.219 But this from triumph most disables thee 153.DT1.220 That the place w%5ch%6 is Conquered must bee 153.DT1.221 Lefte safe from present warre, and likely doubt 153.DT1.222 Of Eminent Confusion to breake out. 153.DT1.223 And hath hee lefte vs soe? or can it bee 153.DT1.224 His Territorie was noe more but hee? 153.DT1.225 Noe, wee were all his Charge. The Dioces 153.DT1.226 Of euery'exemplar man, the whole world is, 153.DT1.227 And hee was ioyned in Commission 153.DT1.228 With Tutelar Angells, sent to euery one. 153.DT1.229 But though thy freedome to vpbraide, & chyde 153.DT1.230 Him that Triumph'd were lawfull, it was ty'ed 153.DT1.231 W%5th%6 this, that it might neuer reference haue 153.DT1.232 Vnto the Senate whoe this Triumph gaue. 153.DT1.233 Men might at Pompey ieast, but they might not 153.DT1.234 At that Authority by w%5ch%6 hee gott 153.DT1.235 Leaue to triumph, before by age hee might. 153.DT1.236 Soe, though triumphant Soule, I dare to write 153.DT1.237 (Mov'd w%5th%6 a Reuerentiall Anger) thus 153.DT1.238 That thou soe early would'st abandon vs. 153.DT1.239 Yet am I farre from dareing to dispute 153.DT1.240 W%5th%6 that great Soueraignty, whose absolute 153.DT1.241 Prerogatiue hath thus dispenc'd for thee 153.DT1.242 Gainst Natures lawes, w%5ch%6 iust impugners bee 153.DT1.243 Of early Triumphs; And I, though w%5th%6 Paine [cw:Lessen] 153.DT1.244 Lessen our loss, to magnifie thy gaine [f. 103v] 153.DT1.245 Of Triumph, when I say it was more fitt 153.DT1.246 That all men should lack thee, then thou lack itt, 153.DT1.247 Though then in our times, bee not suffered 153.DT1.248 That testimonie of Loue vnto the Dead 153.DT1.249 To die w%5th%6 them, and in their Graues bee hid 153.DT1.250 As Saxon wiues, & ffrench Soldurij did 153.DT1.251 And though in noe degree I can express 153.DT1.252 Greef in Great Alexanders great excess 153.DT1.253 Who at his friends death, made whole Townes devest 153.DT1.254 Their walls and Bulwarcks, w%5ch%6 became them best 153.DT1.255 Doe not faire Soule, this Sacrifice refuse 153.DT1.256 That in thy Graue I doe interr my Muse 153.DT1.257 Who by my Griefe great as thy worth being cast 153.DT1.258 Behinde hand, yet hath spoke, and spoke her Last./ 153.DT1.SS ffinis./ 153.DT1.$$