IDENTILIN$$ F11300G|RWThird|1669|pp. 152-53\EWS\mf(CtY)\3-27-86\P:EWS\o(CSmH;MH)\7-20-01;8-2-02\C:JMK\7-20-01;JSC\9-6-01;8-27-02\P:DAS\cd(L)\8-10-00\C:JSC\3-3-03\p:mvf\fs(TxAM)\11-14-07\P:MEL\(CtY,L,Matt)\11-15-07\c:mvf\librarian(CSmH)\10-7-08 113.00G.0HE %X%1To Mr%2. %1Rowland Woodward%2. 113.00G.001 L%+Ike one who in her third widowhood doth profess 113.00G.002 Her self a Nun, tyed to retiredness, 113.00G.003 So'affects my Muse, now, a chast fallowness. 113.00G.004 Since she to few, yet to too many'hath shown, 113.00G.005 How Love-songweeds, and Satyrique thorns are grown 113.00G.006 Where seeds of better Arts, were early sown? 113.00G.007 Though to use, and love Poetry, to me, 113.00G.008 Betroth'd to no'one Art, be no Adultery; 113.00G.009 Omissions of good, ill, as ill deeds be. 113.00G.010 For though to us it seem but light and thin, 113.00G.011 Yet in those faithful scales, where God throws in 113.00G.012 Mens works, vanity weighs as much as sin. [CW: If] 113.00G.013 If our souls have stain'd their first white, yet we [p.153] 113.00G.014 May cloath them with[unc:weth(L,CtY,TxAM)] faith, and dear honesty, 113.00G.015 Which God imputes as native purity. 113.00G.016 There is no Virtue but Religion: 113.00G.017 Wise, valiant, sober, just[unc:~,(L,CtY,TxAM)] are names, which none 113.00G.018 Want, which want not Vice-covering[unc:~-couering(L,CtY,TxAM)] discretion. 113.00G.019 Seek we then our selves in our selves; for as 113.00G.020 Men force[see_info] the Sun with much more force to pass, 113.00G.021 By gathering[see_info] his beams with a Chrystal glass; 113.00G.022 So we (if we into our selves will turn, 113.00G.023 Blowing our spark of virtue)[unc:vertue)(L,CtY,TxAM)] may out-burn 113.00G.024 The straw which doth about our hearts sojourn. 113.00G.025 You know, Physitians, when they would infuse 113.00G.026 Into any'oyl the souls of simples, use 113.00G.027 Places, where they may lie still warm, to chuse. 113.00G.028 So works retiredness in us; To rome 113.00G.029 Giddily, and be every where, but at home, 113.00G.030 Such freedom doth a banishment become. 113.00G.031 We are but farmers of our selves, yet may, 113.00G.032 If we can stock our selves, and thrive, uplay 113.00G.033 Much, much good treasure for the great rent day. 113.00G.034 Manure thy self then, to thy self be'improv'd, 113.00G.035 And with vain outward things be no more mov'd, 113.00G.036 But to know that I love thee, and would be lov'd. [CW: %1To%2] 113.00G.0SSom 113.00G.0$$ Twelve 3-line sts; no ind; in cd(L) copy: l.20, 1st "force" prints "orce"; l.21 "gathering" prints "*thering" (g & most of a don't print)