IDENTILIN$$ F022SN3 ms. 2067 (Hawthornden ms. XV)|ff.33r-34v\CMR-EWS\o\6-15-83\P:TJS-GAS\mf\C:JSC
022.SN3.HE1 %XElegye.
022.SN3.001 To make the doubt cleere that no Womans true
022.SN3.002 was it my fate to proue it strong in you?
022.SN3.003 Thought I but one had breathed purest aire,
022.SN3.004 And must shee needs be false because she's faire?
022.SN3.005 Is it your Beauties marke? or of your youth?
022.SN3.006 or your perfection not to studdye truth?
022.SN3.007 or thinke you Heauen is Deafe or hath no Eies?
022.SN3.008 or those shee has smyle at your periuries?
022.SN3.009 Are w->>vowes< so cheape w%5t%6 wome%M? or the matter
022.SN3.010 wherof they are made that they are writ in /watter?
022.SN3.011 And blowen away w%5t%6 winde? or doth their breth
022.SN3.012 Both hot & cold at once make life & Death?
022.SN3.013 Who could haue thought so many accents sweet
022.SN3.014 form'd into Words, so many sighs should meet,
022.SN3.015 As from o%5r%6 harts so many oathes and tea%5r%6es
022.SN3.016 Sprinkled among all sweeter by o%5r%6 feares?
022.SN3.017 And the diuine impression of stollen kisses
022.SN3.018 That seal'd the rest, should now proue emptye /blisses?
022.SN3.019 did you draw bands to forfaite? signe to breake?
022.SN3.020 or must wee reade you quite from what yee /speake?
022.SN3.021 And finde the truth out the wrong way? or must [f.33v]
022.SN3.022 he first desire you false would wish you iust?
022.SN3.023 O I prophane! though most of woemen bee
022.SN3.024 These kynds of Beasts my thoughts shall except thee
022.SN3.025 My dearest lou'd! how euer Ielosye
022.SN3.026 with circomstance might thee inq%Qstant see,
022.SN3.027 Sooner Il thinke the sun will cease to cheare
022.SN3.028 The teeming earth, & that forget to beare,
022.SN3.029 Sooner that Riuers will rune backe, or Thames
022.SN3.030 W%5t%6 Ribbs of yce in Iune would bind her streames
022.SN3.031 or Nature by whose strenth the World endures
022.SN3.032 Would change her course befor y%5ee%6 alter yours.,
022.SN3.033 But (O!) that treacherous beast to whom weake you
022.SN3.034 Did trust o%5r%6 councells, & wee both may rue,
022.SN3.035 Hauing his falshood found to late, 't was thee
022.SN3.036 That made me cast you guiltie, & you mee.
022.SN3.037 Whilst he (blacke wretch) betrayd each simple word
022.SN3.038 bespake, vnto the cunning of a third.
022.SN3.039 Curst maye he be that so o%5r%6 loue hath slaine.
022.SN3.040 And wander wretched on the earth as ca***->>caan<,
022.SN3.041 Wretched as hee, and not deserue least pittye [f. 34r]
022.SN3.042 In plaguing him let miserye be wittye,
022.SN3.043 Let all eyes shune him, & he shune each eye,
022.SN3.044 Till he be noysome as his infamye,
022.SN3.045 May he without remorse denye God thrice,
022.SN3.046 And not be trusted more in his Soules price.
022.SN3.047 And after all selfe torme%Mt whe%M he dyes
022.SN3.048 May voulues teare out his hart vulters his eies,
022.SN3.049 Swyne eate his Bowells, and his falser Tongue
022.SN3.050 That vtterd all, be to some Rauen flung.
022.SN3.051 And let this caryon %Ycrosse%Zcorse be a longer feast
022.SN3.052 To the kings dogs, than anay other beaste.
022.SN3.053 Now I haue curst let vs o%5r%6 loue reuiue,
022.SN3.054 In mee the flame was neuer more aliue,
022.SN3.055 I would begin againe to court, & praise
022.SN3.056 And in that pleasr lenthen the Short Dayes>%Y,%Z<
022.SN3.057 of my lifes lease, like painters that doe take
022.SN3.058 Delight, not in made workes, but whilst they /make.
022.SN3.059 I could renew those tymes when first I saw
022.SN3.060 Loue in your eyes, that giue->>gaue< my tongue the /law
022.SN3.061 To like, what you likt, & at maskes and playes,
022.SN3.062 commend the selfe-same actors the same wayes
022.SN3.063 Aske how you did, & often w%5t%6 intent
022.SN3.064 of being officious be impertinent.
022.SN3.065 All which were such soft passetymes, as in these
022.SN3.066 Loue was as subtolye catch'd as a Disease;
022.SN3.067 But being gott it is a treasure sweet,
022.SN3.068 Which to defend is harder than to %Ykeep%Z>get<:
022.SN3.069 And ought not be profand on either parte
022.SN3.070 For though'ts got by chaunce its kept by /Arte.
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