IDENTILIN$$  File X010C090  Luttrell, ff. 24r-25r.  E:G.L.\C:GAS\O\8-13-92
010.C09.0HE  Elegye.2.
010.C09.001  Once & but once found in thy companye,
010.C09.002  All thy supposed scapes are layd on me,
010.C09.003  And as a theefe at barre is questiond there
010.C09.004  By all the men y%5t%6 haue beene robbd y%5t%6 yeare;
010.C09.005  So am I (by this traytrous meanes surprized)
010.C09.006  By thy hydropicke father catechized.
010.C09.007  Though he had wont to search with glazed eyes
010.C09.008  As though he came to kill a Cocatrice,
010.C09.009  Though he hath oft sworne y%5t%6 he would remoue
010.C09.010  Thy beauties beautye, & food of our loue
010.C09.011  Hope of his goods, if I with thee were seene
010.C09.012  Yet close & secret as our soules we haue beene.
010.C09.013  Though thy im%Mortall mother w%5ch%6 doth lye
010.C09.014  Still buried in her bed, yet will not dye
010.C09.015  Take this advantage, to sleepe out daylight
010.C09.016  And watch thy entryes & returne at night
010.C09.017  And when she takes thy hand, & would seeme kind
010.C09.018  Doth search what ringes & armeletts she can find
010.C09.019  And kissing notes y%5e%6 colour of thy face
010.C09.020  And fearing least th'art swolne, doth thee embrace
010.C09.021  And, to try if thou long, doth name strang meats
010.C09.022  And notes thy palenes, blushings, sighes, & sweats
010.C09.023  And politickly will to thee confesse
010.C09.024  The sinnes of her owne youthes ranke lustines;
010.C09.025  Yet loue those sorceries did remoue & moue
010.C09.026  Thee to gull thine owne mother for my loue.
010.C09.027  Thy little brethren, which like fayry sprights
010.C09.028  Oft skipt into our chamber those sweet nights[CW:om]
010.C09.029  And kis't & dandled on thy fathers knee [24v]
010.C09.030  were brib'd to tell next day what they did see;
010.C09.031  The grim%Me eight foote Iron bound Seruingman
010.C09.032  That oft names God in oathes & only than,
010.C09.033  Hee y%5t%6 to barre the first gate, doth as wide
010.C09.034  As the great Rhodian Colossus stride,
010.C09.035  which, if in hell none other paines there were
010.C09.036  Makes me feare hell, because he must be there,
010.C09.037  Though by thy Father he were hir'd for this
010.C09.038  Could neuer witnesse any touch or kisse.
010.C09.039  But oh (too com%Mon ill) I brought with me
010.C09.040  That w%5ch%6 betrayd me to mine enemye,
010.C09.041  A loud perfume which at mine entrance cry'd
010.C09.042  Euen at thy fathers nose, so were wee spy'd.
010.C09.043  Then, like a Tyrant king which in his bedd
010.C09.044  Smelt gunpouder, the pale wretch shiuered.
010.C09.045  Had it beene some bad smell he would haue thought
010.C09.046  That his owne breath or feete y%5t%6 smell had wrought.
010.C09.047  But (as wee in our Ile imprisoned
010.C09.048  where cattell only & some doggs are bredd
010.C09.049  The precious Vnicornes strange monsters call)
010.C09.050  So thought he Good, strange, y%5t%6 had none at all.
010.C09.051  I taught my silkes their whistling to forbeare
010.C09.052  Euen my opprest shoes dumbe & sencelesse were,
010.C09.053  Only thou bitter sweet which I had lay'd
010.C09.054  Next to my heart, me traytrously hast betrayd,
010.C09.055  And vnexpected hast invisibly
010.C09.056  Att once fled vnto him & stayd with me.
010.C09.057  Base excrement of Earth which dost confound
010.C09.058  Sense from distinguishing the sicke from sound[CW:>>by#thee<<][miscatch]
010.C09.059  By thee the silly amorous suckes his death [25r]
010.C09.060  By drawing in a leprous harlotts breath.
010.C09.061  By thee the greatest stayne to mans estate
010.C09.062  falls on vs, to be calld effeminate.
010.C09.063  Though thou be much lou'd in y%5e%6 Princes hall
010.C09.064  Those thinges y%5t%6 %Ys****%Zseeme, exceed substantiall
010.C09.065  Gods, when you fum'd on Altars, were pleas'd well
010.C09.066  That you were burnt, not that they lik'd y%5e%6 smell.
010.C09.067  Y'are lothsome all being simply t'ane alone
010.C09.068  Shall we loue ill thinges ioynd & hate each one?
010.C09.069  If you were good, y%5t%6 good doth soone decay
010.C09.070  And you are rare y%5t%6 take the good away.
010.C09.071  All my perfumes I giue most willingly
010.C09.072  To enbalme thy fathers corps: what will he dye?
010.c09.0SS  [om] one long underline
010.C09.0$$  no ind.