IDENTILIN$$ F13100D|1649|pp. 181-85\JH copied 1639\5-21-91\P:EWS\o(CSmH)\6-12-01\C:JMK\7-17-01;JSC\8-30-01\P:DAS\cd(MH)\2-6-02\C:JSC\4-14-03 131.00D.0HE %X%1To the Countesse of Huntingdon%2. 131.00D.001 T%+Hat unripe side of earth, that heavy clime 131.00D.002 That gives us man up now, like %1Adams%2 time 131.00D.003 Before he eat; mans shape, that would yet bee 131.00D.004 (Knew they not it, and fear'd beasts companie) 131.00D.005 So naked at this day, as though man there 131.00D.006 From Paradise so great a distance were, 131.00D.007 As yet the newes could not arrived bee 131.00D.008 Of %1Adams%2 tasting the forbidden tree; 131.00D.009 Depriv'd of that free state which they were in, 131.00D.010 And wanting the reward, yet beare the sinne. 131.00D.011 But, as from extreme hights who downward looks, 131.00D.012 Sees men at childrens shapes, Rivers at brookes, 131.00D.013 And loseth younger formes; so, to your eye, 131.00D.014 These (Madame) that without your distance lie, 131.00D.015 Must either mist, or nothing seeme to be, 131.00D.016 Who are at home but wits mere %1Atomi%2. 131.00D.017 But, I who can behold them move, and stay, 131.00D.018 Have found my selfe to you, just their midway; [CW:And] 131.00D.019 And now must pity them; for, as they doe [p.182] 131.00D.020 Seeme sick to mee, just so must I to you, 131.00D.021 Yet neither will I vexe your eyes to see 131.00D.022 A sighing Ode, nor crosse-arm'd Elegie. 131.00D.023 I come not to call pity from your heart, 131.00D.024 Like some white-liver'd dotard that would part 131.00D.025 Else from his slipperie soule with a faint groane, 131.00D.026 And faithfully, (without you smil'd) were gone. 131.00D.027 I cannot feele the tempest of a frowne, 131.00D.028 I may be rais'd by love, but not throwne down.[see_notes] 131.00D.029 Though I can pitie those sigh twice a day, 131.00D.030 I hate that thing whispers it selfe away. 131.00D.031 Yet since all love is fever, who to trees 131.00D.032 Doth talk, doth yet in loves cold ague freeze. 131.00D.033 'Tis love, but, with such fatall weaknesse made, 131.00D.034 That it destroyes it selfe with its owne shade. 131.00D.035 Who first look't sad, griev'd, pin'd, and shew'd his /(paine, 131.00D.036 Was he that first taught women, to disdaine. 131.00D.037 As all things were one nothing, dull and weake, 131.00D.038 Untill this raw disordered heape did breake, 131.00D.039 And severall desires led parts away, 131.00D.040 Water declin'd with earth, the ayre did stay, 131.00D.041 Fire rose, and each from other but unty'd, 131.00D.042 Themselves unprison'd were and purify'd: 131.00D.043 So was love, first in vast confusion hid, 131.00D.044 An unripe willingnesse which nothing did, 131.00D.045 A thirst, an Appetite which had no ease, 131.00D.046 That found a want, but knew not what would please. 131.00D.047 What pretty innocence in those dayes mov'd? 131.00D.048 Man ignorantly walk'd by her he lov'd; 131.00D.049 Both sigh'd and enterchang'd a speaking eye, 131.00D.050 Both trembled and were sick, both knew not why. [CW:That] 131.00D.051 That naturall fearefulnesse that struck man dumbe; [p.183] 131.00D.052 Might well (those times considered) man become. 131.00D.053 As all discoverers whose first assay 131.00D.054 Findes but the place, after, the nearest way; 131.00D.055 So passion is to womans love, about, 131.00D.056 Nay, farther off, than when we first set out. 131.00D.057 It is not love that sueth, or doth contend;[see_notes] 131.00D.058 Love either conquers, or but meets a friend. 131.00D.059 Man's better part consists of purer fire, 131.00D.060 And findes it selfe allowed, ere it desire. 131.00D.061 Love is wise here, keepes home, gives reason sway, 131.00D.062 And journeys not till it finde summer-way. 131.00D.063 A weather-beaten Lover but once knowne, 131.00D.064 Is sport for every girle to practise on. 131.00D.065 Who strives through womans scornes, women to \(know, 131.00D.066 Is lost, and seekes his shadow to outgoe; 131.00D.067 It must be sicknesse after one disdaine, 131.00D.068 Though he be call'd aloud, to looke againe. 131.00D.069 Let others sinne, and grieve; one cunning sleight 131.00D.070 Shall freeze my Love to Chrystall[Crystall(MH)] in a night. 131.00D.071 I can love first, and (if I winne) love still; 131.00D.072 And cannot be remov'd, unlesse she will. 131.00D.073 It is her fault if I unsure remaine, 131.00D.074 She onely can untie, I binde againe. 131.00D.075 The honesties of love with ease I doe, 131.00D.076 But am no porter for a tedious woe. 131.00D.077 But (Madame) I now thinke on you; and here 131.00D.078 Where we are at our hights, you but appeare, 131.00D.079 We are but clouds, you rise from our noon-ray, 131.00D.080 But a foule shadow, not your breake of day. 131.00D.081 You are at first hand all that's faire and right; 131.00D.082 And others good reflects but backe your light. [CW:You] 131.00D.083 You are a perfectnesse, so curious hit, [p.184] 131.00D.084 That youngest flatteries doe scandall it. 131.00D.085 For, what is more doth what you are restraine. 131.00D.086 And though beyond, is downe the hill againe, 131.00D.087 We have no next way to you, we crosse to it; 131.00D.088 You are the straight line, thing prais'd, attribute, 131.00D.089 Each good in you's a light; so many a shade 131.00D.090 You make, and in them are your motions made. 131.00D.091 These are your pictures to the life. From farre 131.00D.092 We see you move, and here your %1Zani's%2 are: 131.00D.093 So that no fountaine good there is, doth grow 131.00D.094 In you, but our dimme actions faintly show: 131.00D.095 Then finde I, if mans noblest part be love, 131.00D.096 Your purest luster must that shadow move. 131.00D.097 The soule with body, is a heaven combin'd 131.00D.098 With earth, and for mans ease, nearer joyn'd. 131.00D.099 Where thoughts the starres of soule we understand, 131.00D.100 We guesse not their large natures, but command. 131.00D.101 And love in you, that bounty is of light, 131.00D.102 That gives to all and yet hath infinite. 131.00D.103 Whose heat doth force us thither to intend, 131.00D.104 But soule we finde too earthly to ascend, 131.00D.105 'Till slow accesse hath made it wholly pure, 131.00D.106 Able immortall clearnesse to endure. 131.00D.107 Who dare aspire this journey with a staine, 131.00D.108 Hath weight will force him headlong backe againe. 131.00D.109 No more can impure man retaine and move 131.00D.110 In that pure region of a worthy love: 131.00D.111 Then earthly substance can unforc'd aspire, 131.00D.112 And leave his nature to converse with fire: 131.00D.113 Such may have eye, and hand; may sigh, may \(speak; 131.00D.114 But like swoln bubles, whe%M they are high'st they brak [CW:Though] 131.00D.115 Though far removed Northern fleets scarce find [p.185] 131.00D.116 The Sunnes comfort; others thinke him too kind. 131.00D.117 There is an equall distance from her eye, 131.00D.118 Men perish too farre off, and burne too nigh. 131.00D.119 But as ayre takes the Sunne-beames equall bright 131.00D.120 From the first Rayes, to his last opposite: 131.00D.121 So able man, blest with a vertuous Love, 131.00D.122 Remote or neare, or howsoe'r they move; 131.00D.123 There vertue breakes all clouds that might annoy, 131.00D.124 There is no Emptinesse, but all is Joy. 131.00D.125 He much profanes (whom valiant heats doe move) 131.00D.126 To stile his wandring rage of passion, %1Love%2. 131.00D.127 Love that imparts in every thing delight, 131.00D.128 Is fancied in the soule, not in the sight. 131.00D.129 Why love among the vertues is not knowne, 131.00D.130 Is, that love is them all contract in one. 131.00D.0SSom 131.00D.0$$ No sts; ll. 11,37,77,95,113 ind 3 sps; l.28 end punct. ambiguous in MH/cd copy: probably a partial period, but resembles comma (but too small); l.57 end punct (MH/cd) could be comma or semi.--can't tell from cd; we might re-check l.70 "Chrystall" in CSmH (vs. Crystall in MH)--JH copied 1639 for base transcription, & it has the h