IDENTILIN$$ F146VA2|Sorrow|Victoria & Albert Dyce Nedham MS|f.26 146.VA2.0HE Elegia decima tertia. [26] 146.VA2.001 Sorrowe who to this herse scarce knew the way 146.VA2.002 Is (oh) heire of it, our all is his pray. 146.VA2.003 This strange chance claimes strange wonder and to vs 146.VA2.004 Nothinge can be so strange as to weepe thus. 146.VA2.005 'Tis well his lifes loud speakinge workes deserue 146.VA2.006 And giue prayse too, our could tongues could not serue, 146.VA2.007 'Tis well he kept teares from our eies before 146.VA2.008 That to fitt this deepe ill we might haue store. 146.VA2.009 Oh if a sweet-bryer climbe vp by a tree 146.VA2.010 If to a paradice that transplanted bee 146.VA2.011 Or felld, or burnt for sacrifice, 146.VA2.012 Yet that must wither which by it did rise 146.VA2.013 As we for him dead. Though no family 146.VA2.014 Ere riggd a soule for heauens discouerie 146.VA2.015 With whome more venturers more boldly dare 146.VA2.016 Venture there states %Ywith%Z>in< him, w%5th%6 ioyes to share, 146.VA2.017 We loose what all frends loud, him. He gaines now 146.VA2.018 But life for death which worst foes would allow, 146.VA2 019 If he could haue foes in whose practise grew 146.VA2.020 All vertues whose names subtile %Ysh%Zschoolemen %Ydrew%Zknew. 146.VA2.021 What ease can hope that we shall see him begett? 146.VA2.022 When we must dye first, and cannot dye yet. 146.VA2.023 His children are his pictures, oh there->they be 146.VA2.024 Pictures of him dead, sencelesse, cold, as he. 146.VA2.025 Here needs no marble tombe; since he is gone, 146.VA2.026 He and about him his are turnd' to stone. 146.VA2.0SS Finis Elegia 13.%5ma%6 Joh: Donn. 146.VA2.0$$ among the love elegies.