IDENTILIN$$  F12700G|1669|pp. 175-76\ME\mf\8-9-87\P:EWS\o(CSMH)\6-14-01\C:JMK\7-20-01;JSC\9-6-01\P:DAS\cd(L)\1-9-01\C:JSC\4-10-03\P&C:JSC\mf(CtY)\4-23-03\P:MEL\(TxAM,Matt)\11-20-07
127.00G.HE1  %X%1To M. I. P.%2
127.00G.001  B%+Lest are your North parts, for all this long time
127.00G.002  My Sun is with you, cold and dark is our Clime,
127.00G.003  Heavens Sun, which staid so long from us this year,
127.00G.004  Staid in your North (I think) for she was there,
127.00G.005  And hither by kind Nature drawn from thence,
127.00G.006  Here rages, chafes and threatens pestilence;
127.00G.007  Yet I, as long as she from hence doth stay,
127.00G.008  Think this no South, no Sommer, nor no day,
127.00G.009  With thee my kind and unkind heart is run,
127.00G.010  There sacrifice it to that beauteous Sun:
127.00G.011om
127.00G.012om
127.00G.013  So may thy pastures with their flowery feasts,
127.00G.014  As suddenly as Lard, fat thy lean beasts;
127.00G.015  So may thy woods oft poll'd, yet ever wear
127.00G.016  A green, and (when she list) a golden hair;
127.00G.017  So may all thy sheep bring forth Twins; and so
127.00G.018  In chase and race may thy horse all out-go;
127.00G.019  So may thy love and courage ne'r be cold;
127.00G.020  Thy Son ne'r Ward; thy lov'd wife ne'r seem old; [CW:But]
127.00G.021  But maist thou wish great things, and them attain, [p.176]
127.00G.022  As thou tell'st her, and none but her my pain.
127.00G.0SSom
127.00G.0$$  Lines 11-12 om; no sts; no ind