IDENTILIN$$ F008.B47/ElBrac Stowe 962/ ff. 214v-216v/ GL/cor GAS/o/8-1-92 008.B47.0HE To a Lady whose Chayne was lost [rules above and below HE] 008.B47.001 Not that in couller it was like thy hayre 008.B47.002 ffor Armeletts of that thou mayst let me weare 008.B47.003 Nor that thy hand it oft imbrac'd & kiss'd 008.B47.004 ffor soe it had that good, w%5ch%6 oft I mist 008.B47.005 Nor for that silly old Morallitie 008.B47.006 That as those links are tyed, o%5r%6 loues should be 008.B47.007 Mourne I, that I the seuenfould chayne haue lost 008.B47.008 Nor for the links sake, but the bitter Cost 008.B47.009 O that twelue righteouse Angells w%5ch%6 as yet 008.B47.010 Noe leauen of vild souder did admitt. [CW:Nor#yet#by#any#taynt] 008.B47.011 Nor yet by any taynt haue strayd or gonne [f.215r 008.B47.012 ffrom the first state of theire Creatione 008.B47.013 Angells w%5ch%6 heauen Com%Manded to p%Pvide 008.B47.014 All things for me, & be my faythfull guide 008.B47.015 To gayne new freinds, to appease greate enemies, 008.B47.016 To com%Mfort my soule where I lye or rise 008.B47.017 Shall these twe>%^a%5her%6< Course 008.B47.037 W%5ch%6 as the soule, quickens hands, feete, & hart 008.B47.038 As streames, like vaynes, run through th'erthes emptier p%Pt [CW:Visite#all#Countryes.] 008.B47.039 Visit all Countryes, & haue slyly made [f.215v 008.B47.040 Gorgeouse ffrance, rugged, ruin'd, & decay'de 008.B47.041 Scotland w%5ch%6 knew noe state pro>%^w>%5much%6< fantastique Schemes %Yfills%Z->>%5fulfills%6< much pap%P 008.B47.061 W%5ch%6 hath devided heauen in teneme%Mts 008.B47.062 And w%5th%6 whores, thei>u<%V*es, murtherers stuft his rents 008.B47.063 Soe full, that though he passe them all in sinne 008.B47.064 He leaues himselfe noe roome to enter in. 008.B47.065 And if when all his art & time is spent 008.B47.066 He say 'twill ne're be found, >%^O< be Content [CW: Retayne thye doome.] 008.B47.067 Retayne the doome from him vngrudgingly [f.216r 008.B47.068 Because he is the mouth of destanie 008.B47.069 Thou sayst alas the gold doth still remayne 008.B47.070 Though it be chayngd & putt into a Chayne 008.B47.071 Soe in those frist fallne Angells resteth still 008.B47.072 Wisdom & knowledge but tis turn'd to ill 008.B47.073 As those should doe good deeds & should p%Pvide 008.B47.074 Necessities, but now must nurse thy pride 008.B47.075om 008.B47.076 ffor forme giues beinge & theire forme is gonne 008.B47.077 Pittie those Angells, yet theire dignities 008.B47.078 Passe vertues powers, & principallities 008.B47.079 But thou art resalute, thy will be donne 008.B47.080 Yet w%5th%6 such anguish as her only sonne 008.B47.081 The mother in the hungry graue doth lay 008.B47.082 Vnto the fire these Martyres I betray 008.B47.083 Good soules for you %YI%Z giue life to euery thinge 008.B47.084 Good Angells for good messages you bringe 008.B47.085 Destin'd you might haue bene to such a one 008.B47.086 As would haue loued & worshipp you alone 008.B47.087 One w%5ch%6 would suffer hunger, nakednesse, 008.B47.088 Yea death, e're he would make yo%5r%6 nu%Mber lesse 008.B47.089 But I am guiltie of yo%5r%6 sadd decay 008.B47.090 May yo%5r%6 few fellowes longer w%5th%6 me stay. 008.B47.091 But thou O wretched finder whom I hate 008.B47.092 Soe much as I doe pittie thy estate 008.B47.093 Gold being the heauiest mettall amonge all 008.B47.094 May my most heauy Curse vppon thee fall [CW:Heare#fettred,.] 008.B47.095 Here fettred, manackled, & hang'd in Chaynes [f.216v 008.B47.096 ffirst mayst thou be, then chayned to helish paynes 008.B47.097 Or be w%5th%6 foraygne gold bribd to betray 008.B47.098 Thy Country, & fayle both of that and day 008.B47.099 May the next thinge thou stoopst to reach Contayne 008.B47.100 Poyson, whose nimble fume rott thy moyst brayne 008.B47.101 Or libells, or some Interdicted thinge 008.B47.102 W%5ch%6 negligently kept thy ruine bringe 008.B47.103 Lust bred diseases rott thee, & dwell w%5th%6 thee 008.B47.104 In thy desier and noe abilitie 008.B47.105 May all the hurt w%5ch%6 euer gold hath wrought 008.B47.106 All mischeifes w%5ch%6 diuells euer thought 008.B47.107 Want after plentie, poore & goutie age 008.B47.108 The plauges of trauellers, lame & marriage 008.B47.109 Afflict thee: At thy lifes last moment 008.B47.110 May thy swolne sinnes them selues to thee p%5r%6sent 008.B47.111 But I forgiue, repent thou honest man 008.B47.112 Gold is restoratiue, restore it than 008.B47.113 Or if w%5th%6 it thou beest loath to dep%Pt, 008.B47.114 Because 'tis Cordiall, would twere at thy hart.| 008.B47.0SSom 008.B47.0$$ %1no ind; He enclosed in rules above and below; l. 75 omitted; HE Centered???%2