IDENTILIN$$  F113H05|RWThird|ms. 966.4 (Dobell)|ff. 174v-75|pp. 350-51\KJH\mf\7-19-94\P:DF\o\1-20-01\C:JMK\2-6-01;JSC\3-5-01
113.H05.HE1  %XTo Rowland Woodward. 
113.H05.001  Like one, who in her third widdow-hood, doth professe
113.H05.002  her selfe a Nunne, ty'de to retyrednes,
113.H05.003  Soe affects my Muse nowe a chast holines: [Mvar:fallownes]
113.H05.004  Since she to fewe, yet to too many hath showne
113.H05.005  howe, loue-songe weeds, and satyrique thornes are growne,
113.H05.006  where seeds of better Arts were earely sowne.
113.H05.007  Though to vse, and loue Poetry, to me
113.H05.008  betrothd' to no one Art, be no Adultery;
113.H05.009  Omissions of good, ill, as ill deedes be.
113.H05.010  for though to vs it seeme, and be light and thinne,
113.H05.011  yet in those faithfull scales, where God throwes in
113.H05.012  mens workes, vanity wayes as much as sinne.
113.H05.013  Yf our Soules haue staynd' their first white, yet we
113.H05.014  may cloth them with faith and deere Integrity
113.H05.015  w%5ch%6 God imputes as natiue purity.
113.H05.016  There is no vertue, but Relligion;
113.H05.017  wise, valiant, sober, iust, are names, w%5ch%6 none
113.H05.018  want, w%5ch%6 want not vice-coveringe Discretion.
113.H05.019  Seeke we then our selues in our selues; for as 
113.H05.020  men force the sunne with much more force, to passe
113.H05.021  by gatheringe his beames with a Chrystall glasse:
113.H05.022  Soe we, yf we into our selues will turne,
113.H05.023  blowinge our sparkes of vertue, may out-burne
113.H05.024  y%5e%6 strawe, w%5ch%6 doth about our harts soiourne.                                                                  
113.H05.025  you knowe, Physitians, when they would infuse [f.175/p.351]
113.H05.026  into any oyle, the soule of simples, vse
113.H05.027  places, where they may ly still warme, to chuse.
113.H05.028  soe workes retirednes in vs: to roame
113.H05.029  giddily, and be euery where, but at home,
113.H05.030  such freedome doth a banishment become.
113.H05.031  we are but Farmers of our selues, yet may
113.H05.032  yf we can stocke our selues %Jand%K[Mvar:euen] %Jthriue%K[Mvar:heere], vp-lay 
113.H05.033  much, much good Treasure for the greate Rent=day.
113.H05.034  Manure thy selfe then, to thy selfe b' approu'd,
113.H05.035  and with vaine outward thinges be no more mou'd,
113.H05.036  but knowe, that I loue thee, and would be lou'd.
113.H05.0SS  [Scribal grape design]
113.H05.0$$  %1Divided into 3-l. sts by space; nonscribal number "157" near HE 
matches p.no. in B & C where this poem begins --JSC%2