IDENTILIN$$ F008O36/ Rawlinson poet. 160 (ff.171v-2v)/TJS/mf/11-18-91/cor EWS/o/6-3-92
008.O36.HE1 %JVPON%K /A gold cheyne lent /and loste.|
008.O36.001 Not that in colo%5r%6. it was like thy haire
008.O36.002 Armelettes of that still thou maist let me \weare
008.O36.003 Nor for thy hand it still imbrac'd & kist
008.O36.004 (for soe it had y%5t%6 good w%5ch%6. oft I mist)
008.O36.005 Nor for y%5t%6 silly ould moralitye
008.O36.006 y%5t%6 as those linckes are chain'd o%5r%6 loues shold be
008.O36.007 Mourne I, that I thy Seavenfold chayne /haue lost
008.O36.008 nor the luckes sake but y%5e%6 bitter cost 
008.O36.009 Oh shall twelue righteous angells w%5ch%6. as yet
008.O36.010 noe leaven of vile soder did admit
008.O36.011 Nor yet by any fate haue straid or gone
008.O36.012 from the first state of their creation
008.O36.013om                                                                  
008.O36.014om                                                                  
008.O36.015om                                                                  
008.O36.016om                                                                  
008.O36.017 Shall theis Twelue inocentes by thy seveare                       
008.O36.018 sentence (dread Lady) my sins great burthen beare                
008.O36.019 Shall they be damn'd & in y%5e%6 furnace thrown              
008.O36.020 and punish'd for offences not their owne                         
008.O36.021 They saue not me they doe not ease my pains                      
008.O36.022 when in y%5t%6 hell they're burnt & ti'de in chaynes             
008.O36.023 Were they but crownes of ffrance I cared not                     
008.O36.024 for most of them their nat'rall country rot                      
008.O36.025 I thinke possessed they come here to vs                          
008.O36.026 soe pale, soe lame, soe leane, soe ruinous                       
008.O36.027 And howso'ere french kinges most xp%Mian be                       
008.O36.028 their crownes are circumcis'd most Iewishly                      
008.O36.029 Or were they Spanish stamps still travelling [CW:y%5t%6.]
008.O36.030 That are become as catholique as their king  [f.172      
008.O36.031 those vnlinck'd beare whelpes vnfiled pistoletes                  
008.O36.032 w%5ch%6. more the canon shot availes, & lettes                    
008.O36.033 w%5ch%6. negligently left vnrounded looke                        
008.O36.034 like many angled figures in y%5e%6 booke                         
008.O36.035 of Some dread Coniurer y%5t%6 would enforce                      
008.O36.036 nature as they doe Iustice fro%M her course                      
008.O36.037om                                                                  
008.O36.038om                                                                  
008.O36.039om                                                                  
008.O36.040om                                                                  
008.O36.041om                                                                  
008.O36.042om                                                                  
008.O36.043 Or were they such gold (as y%5t%6 wherewithall                   
008.O36.044 Almighty Chymickes from each minerall                             
008.O36.045 Having by subtill fire a soule outpuld                           
008.O36.046 are durtily and desperately guld                                 
008.O36.047 I would not spit to quench y%5e%6 fire they'r in                 
008.O36.048 for they are guilty of much haynos sin.                          
008.O36.049 But shall my righteous angells p%Pish, shall                     
008.O36.050 I loose my life my ease my guard & all?                          
008.O36.051 Much hope which those should nourish wilbe \dead                 
008.O36.052 much of my able youth & lusty head                               
008.O36.053 will vanish: If thou loue let them alone                         
008.O36.054 for thou wilt loue noe lesse when they are gone.|                
008.O36.055 Oh be content y%5t%6 some lowd sqeaking cryer                    
008.O36.056 well pleas'd with one, leane thredbare groate /for hier           
008.O36.057 may like a divill roare through eu%5r%6y streete                 
008.O36.058 and gall the finders conscience if they meet                     
008.O36.059 Or let me creepe to some damn'd coniurer                         
008.O36.060 y%5t%6 w%5th%6. fantastick sche>%5a%6<mes full fills much pap%P         
008.O36.061 And hath devided heaven in tenements                             
008.O36.062 And with whores, theeues, & murtherers stuffs /his rents         
008.O36.063 Soe full y%5t%6 though he passe them all in sin)                 
008.O36.064 he leaues noe roome for them to enter in                         
008.O36.065 And if when all his time & art be spent                          
008.O36.066 there wilbe nothing found yet be content                         
008.O36.067 receiue from him the doome vngrudging\ly                         
008.O36.068 because y%5t%6 hees y%5e%6 mouth of destiny.                     
008.O36.069 Alas thou saist y%5e%6 gold doth still remain                    
008.O36.070 though it be chang'd & put into a chaine                         
008.O36.071 Soe in the first falne angells resteth still                     
008.O36.072 wisdome & knowledg though but its turn'd to \ill                 
008.O36.073 As those should doe good workes & should p%Pvide                  
008.O36.074 necessities but now must serve thy pride                         
008.O36.075om                                                                  
008.O36.076om                                                                  
008.O36.077om                                                                  
008.O36.078om                                                                  
008.O36.079 But thou art resolute, thy wilbe done                               
008.O36.080 yet with such anguish as her only sonne                         
008.O36.081 the mother in the hungry grave doth \lay                        
008.O36.082 vnto the fire theis martires I betray                            
008.O36.083om                                                                  
008.O36.084om                                                                  
008.O36.085 Destin'd yow might haue bin to such a one.                       
008.O36.086 As would haue lov'd & worship'd yow alone   [f.172v             
008.O36.087 One y%5t%6 would suffer hunger nakednes                          
008.O36.088 yea death e're he would make y%5e%6 number lesse                 
008.O36.089 but I am guilty of yo%5r%6. sad decaye                           
008.O36.090 may yo%5r%6. few fellowes longer w%5th%6. me staye               
008.O36.091 But thou oh wretched finder whome I hate                         
008.O36.092 Soe much y%5t%6 I almost pitty thy state                         
008.O36.093 Gold being y%5e%6 heaviest mettall amongst all 
008.O36.094 may my most heavy curse vpon y%5e%6 fall
008.O36.095 Here fetter'd manacled & tyde in chaynes                          
008.O36.096 first maist thou be, then chain'd in hellish pains                
008.O36.097om                                                                   
008.O36.098om                                                                   
008.O36.099 May the next thing thou stoop'st to reach \conteyne               
008.O36.100 poyson whose nimble fume rot thy weak brayn                       
008.O36.101 Or libells, or some interdicted thing                             
008.O36.102 w%5ch%6. negligently left thy ruine bring                         
008.O36.103 Lust and diseases rot the, & dwell w%5th%6. thee                  
008.O36.104 Itchy desire and noe abilitye                                     
008.O36.105 May all the ill y%5t%6 ever gold hath w->>b<rought                 
008.O36.106 All mischeifes y%5t%6 all divells ever thought                    
008.O36.107 Want after plenty, poore & gowty age                              
008.O36.108 the plague of travellers, loue marriage                           
008.O36.109 Afflict thee & at thy liues last moment                           
008.O36.110 may thy swolne sins themselues to y%5e%6 p%5r%6sent               
008.O36.111 But I forgiue repent thou honest man                              
008.O36.112 gold is restoratiue restore it than                               
008.O36.113 But yett if from it thou bee'st los->>loth< to p%Pt            
008.O36.114 because tis cordiall would t'were at thy heart                    
008.O36.0SS [flourish] I: Done.|. [flourish]                                  
008.O36.0$$ %1lines 49 69 91 ind; lines 93-94%2 Gold being y%5e%6 heaviest 
            mettall amongst all / may my most heavy curse vpon y%5e%6 fall
            %1located by the copyist between actual lines 102-103; no 
            indication that scribe omitted anything from his exemplar, or that 
            he knew he was missing some lines; Dr. Barker-Benfield has 
            physical work-up of ms; HE is between 2 flourishes & above a 
            geometrical pattern; flourishes & pattern in pink ink used to 
            rule margins; ink spill affects ll. 79-81, but EWS could read it; 
            margins ruled before transcription%2
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