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022.HH1.0HE  Elegye
022.HH1.001  To make the doubt clere, that no womans true
022.HH1.002  was it my fate, to prove it strong in you.
022.HH1.003  Thought I but one had breathed purest ayre
022.HH1.004  & must shee needs be false, because shees faire?
022.HH1.005  Is it your beautyes marks, or of your youth
022.HH1.006  or your perfection, not to study trueth?
022.HH1.007  Or think you heaven is deaf, or hath no eyes;
022.HH1.008  or thos she hath, smyle at your periueryes?
022.HH1.009  Are vowes so cheap w%5th%6 women or y%5e%6 matter
022.HH1.010  Whereof they are made, that they are writt in wat%5r%6
022.HH1.011  & blowne away w%5th%6 wind?  or doth their breath
022.HH1.012  (both whot & colde) at once make life & death?
022.HH1.013  whoe could haue thought so many accents sweet
022.HH1.014  form'd into words, so many sighes should meet,
022.HH1.015  as from our harts so many oathes & teares,
022.HH1.016  sprinkled among (all sweetned by o%5r%6 feares,
022.HH1.017  & the devine ympression of stolne kisses,
022.HH1.018  that seald y%5e%6 rest should now proue empty blisses.
022.HH1.019  did you draw bonds to forfect? signe to break?
022.HH1.020  or must wee read yo%5u%6 quite fro%M what yo%5u%6 speak,
022.HH1.021  & fynd the trueth out the wrong way? or must
022.HH1.022  hee first desire yo%5u%6 false, would wish yo%5u%6 iust?
022.HH1.023  O, I prophane, though most of women bee
022.HH1.024  this kind of beast, my thought shall except thee
022.HH1.025  my dearest loved, froward Ielousy,
022.HH1.026  With circumstances might vrge th'inconstan>%Vcy<,
022.HH1.027  Sooner Ile think, the sunne will cease to cheere
022.HH1.028  the teeming earth, & that forgett to beare [CW:om]
022.HH1.029  Sooner, that Ryuers will runne back; or Thames [39r]
022.HH1.030  with ribbes of Ice in Iune, will bynd his streames,
022.HH1.031  or nature by whose strengthe the world endures
022.HH1.032  would channge her course, before yo%5u%6 alter yours.
022.HH1.033  But O y%5t%6 trecherous brest, to whom weak you
022.HH1.034  did trust our counsells, & wee both may rue;
022.HH1.035  having his->>>hir<< falshod found to late, t'was shee
022.HH1.036  that made you >>%Y<<first,>>%Z<< >>you<< guilty, & >>%Y<<then>>%Z<< yo%5u%6 mee,
022.HH1.037  whil'st the black wretch bewrayd eche symple word
022.HH1.038  we spake, vnto the cumming of a thirde.
022.HH1.039  Cursd' may hee bee, y%5t%6 so our love hath slayne,
022.HH1.040  & wander on y%5e%6 Earth, wretched as Cayne.
022.HH1.041  wretched as hee, & not deserue least pittie;
022.HH1.042  in plaguing him lett misery be wittie.
022.HH1.043  Lett all Eyes shunne him; & hee shunne eche eye,
022.HH1.044  till hee bee noisome, as his infamye
022.HH1.045  May hee without remorse deny God thrise,
022.HH1.046  & not be trusted more on his Sowles price
022.HH1.047  & after all self torment, when hee dyes,
022.HH1.048  may wolues teare out his hart, vultures his eyes,
022.HH1.049  Swyne eat his bowells, & his falser tongue
022.HH1.050  that vttered all, be to some Raven flung.
022.HH1.051  & lett his carrion coarse be a larger feast
022.HH1.052  to the kings Doggs, then any other beast.
022.HH1.053  Now I haue curs'd, lett vs our love reviue,
022.HH1.054  in mee the flame, was never more alyve.
022.HH1.055  I could begin agayne, to court & praise,
022.HH1.056  & in that pleasure lengthen the short dayes
022.HH1.057  of my lifes lease; like paynters y%5t%6 doe take
022.HH1.058  not in made works delight, but whilst they mak
022.HH1.059  I could renew those tymes when first I saw
022.HH1.060  Love in your eyes, y%5t%6 gaue my tongue y%5e%6 lawe.
022.HH1.061  to like w%5t%6 yo%5u%6 lik'd, & at masks & playes,
022.HH1.062  com%Mend the selfsame Actor, y%5e%6 same wayes.
022.HH1.063  Ask how you did & often with intente
022.HH1.064  of being officious bee impertinent
022.HH1.065  All w%5ch%6 were such softe pastimes, as in these
022.HH1.066  Love was as subtilly catcht, as a disease.
022.HH1.067  but being gott, it is a treasure sweete
022.HH1.068  which to defend, is harder then to gett
022.HH1.069  & ought not be prophan'd on either part; 
022.HH1.070  for though tis gott by chan%Mce, tis kept /by arte.|
022.HH1.0SS  [om] whirlwind flourish
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