IDENTILIN$$ F133B13 MHPaper|Add. 25707, ff. 21v-22\GL\P:GAS\o\6-21-95\C:JSC ('95 & 7-26-00) 133.B13.0HEom 133.B13.001 Mad paper stay, & grudge not hear to burne 133.B13.002 w%5th%6 all those sonnes whom my brayne did create 133.B13.003 At least lye hid w%5th%6 me, till thou returne 133.B13.004 To rags agayne w%5ch%6 was thy natiue state 133.B13.005 what though thou haue inough vnworthynes 133.B13.006 To come vnto greate place as others doe 133.B13.007 Thats much, enboldnes putts, thrusts I confess 133.B13.008 But thats not all I should be wicked too 133.B13.009 And y%5t%6 thou canst not learne, or not of me 133.B13.010 Yet thou wilt goe: goe, since thou gost to her 133.B13.011 who lacks but faults to be a prince, for she 133.B13.012 Truth, whom they dare not pardon, dares prefer. 133.B13.013 But when thou comes to y%5t%6 perplexinge eye 133.B13.014 w%5ch%6 ae%Lqually claymes loue, & reuerence 133.B13.015 Thou wilt not longe dispute it, thou wilt dye 133.B13.016 And hauinge litle now, wilt haue no sence. 133.B13.017 Yet when her warme redeeminge hand w%5ch%6 is 133.B13.018 A miracle, & made such to worke more 133.B13.019 Doth touch thee (sapless leafe) thou growest by this 133.B13.020 Her Creature glorifyed more then before. 133.B13.021 Then as a Mother w%5ch%6 delights to hear 133.B13.022 Her early-child mis-speake half lettered woords 133.B13.023 or because maiesty doth neuer fear 133.B13.024 Ill, or bold speach she audience affoords. 133.B13.025 And then cold speechles wretch thou diest agayne. 133.B13.026 And wisely; what discourse is left for thee 133.B13.027 From speech of Ill & her thou must abstayne 133.B13.028 And is there any good w%5ch%6 is not shee? 133.B13.029 yet mayst thou praise her seruants though not her; 133.B13.030 And wit, & vertue, & honor her attend, 133.B13.031 And since they'are but her cloths, thou shalt not erre 133.B13.032 If thou her shape, & beuty, & grace com%Mend. 133.B13.033 who knowes thy destiny? when thou hast done 133.B13.034 Perchance her cabinet may harbo>%Vus<%V agaynst him be not still 133.B13.047 Reseru'd, & y%5t%6 she greiues shees not her owne 133.B13.048 And chides y%5e%6 Doctrine y%5t%6 denyes free will. 133.B13.049 I bid thee not doe this to be my spye 133.B13.050 Nor to make my selfe her familiar 133.B13.051 But so much do I loue her choice y%5t%6 I 133.B13.052 would fayne loue him, y%5t%6 shall be lou'd of her.| 133.B13.0SS I: D| 133.B13.0$$ %1Poem divided into stanzas of four lines; no ind; GAS says "w"s that start lines are probably meant to be caps%2