IDENTILIN$$  F149C02|Mark|MS 5778(c) Cambridge Balam|ff.37-8|Original EWS 14 June 1985
149.C02.0HE  %1Elegie on the Ladye Marckeham%2/,
149.C02.001  Man is the world, and Death th'ocean, [f. 37]
149.C02.002  To w%5ch%6 God giues the lower parts of Man.
149.C02.003  The Sea invirons all, And though as yett
149.C02.004  God hath sett Markes, & bounds t'wixt vs & ytt,
149.C02.005  Yet doth yt roare, and gnawe, and still pretend,
149.C02.006  And breakes our Bankes, when ere yt takes a Friend.
149.C02.007  Then Our land %Y(%Z waters (teares of passion) vent,
149.C02.008  Our waters then, aboue our Firmament.
149.C02.009  (Teares w%5ch%6 our Soule doth for her Synne lett fall)
149.C02.010  Take all a Brackish tast, And funerall.
149.C02.011  And even these Teares, w%5ch%6 should wash Synne, are Syn.
149.C02.012  We after gods Noe, drowne our world agayne.
149.C02.013  Nothinge but Man of all invenom'd Things
149.C02.014  Doth worke vpon yt selfe, w%5th%6 in borne stings.
149.C02.015  Teares are false Spectacles, wee cannot see
149.C02.016  Through passions Mist, what they are, or what wee.
149.C02.017  In her thys sea of death, hath made noe Breach,
149.C02.018  But as y%5e%6 Tyde, doth wash the slymie Beach,
149.C02.019  And leaves embroyders workes vpon the sand,
149.C02.020  Soe ys her Flesh refyn'de, by deaths colld hand.
149.C02.021  As Men of Chyna, after an ages stay
149.C02.022  Doe take vp Purselende, where they buryed Clay.
149.C02.023  Soe at thys Grave, her lymbecke, w%5ch%6 refynee
149.C02.024  The diamonds, rubyes, saphyres, Pearles, and Myne. [cw: (of w%5ch%6]
149.C02.025  Of w%5ch%6 thys Flesh was, her Soule shall inspyre [f. 37v]
149.C02.026  Flesh of such stuffe, as God when his last Fyre
149.C02.027  Annulls thys world, To recompence yt shall,
149.C02.028  Make and name them, th'%1Elixar%2 of this All.
149.C02.029  They say, The Sea, when yt gaynes, looseth too.
149.C02.030  Yf Carnall Death (the yonger Brother) Doe
149.C02.031  Vsurpe the Bodye, Our Soule w%5ch%6 subiect ys
149.C02.032  To th'Elder Death by Syn, Is freed by Thys.
149.C02.033  They perish both, who attempt the Iust
149.C02.034  For Graves our Trophees are, and both dead dust.
149.C02.035  Soe vnObnoxious now, She hath buried both,
149.C02.036  For none to death synnes, that to death is loth.
149.C02.037  Nor did they dye, w%5ch%6 are not loath to dye,
149.C02.038  Soe hath she thys, and that virginitye.
149.C02.039  Grace was in her extreamelye diligent
149.C02.040  That kept her from Synne, yett made her repent.
149.C02.041  Of what small Spots, Pure whyte Complaynes:  Alas %Y?%Z
149.C02.042  How lyttle poyson breakes a Christall Glasse?
149.C02.043  She synn'd, iust enough to lett vs see
149.C02.044  That Gods word must be true; All Sinners bee.
149.C02.045  Soe much did zeale her Conscience rectifye,
149.C02.046  That extreame truth lack'd litle of a lye,
149.C02.047  Makeinge Omissions, Acts, layinge the Touch
149.C02.048  Of Synne, or things that sometymes may be such
149.C02.049  As Moses Cherubines, whose Natures doe
149.C02.050  Surpasse all speed, by hym are winged too.
149.C02.051  Soe would her Soule, Already in heaven seeme then
149.C02.052  To Climbe by Teares, y\e Comon Stayres of Men.
149.C02.053  How fytt she was for God, I am Content
149.C02.054  To speake, That death hys vayne hast may repent.
149.C02.055  How fytt for vs, how even, and how sweete
149.C02.056  How good in all her Titles, and how Meete.
149.C02.057  To haue reform'd thys forward Heresye,
149.C02.058  That woemen can noe parts of Frendshipp Bee.
149.C02.059  How Morrall, how devine, shall not be tolld
149.C02.060  Least they y%5t%6 heare hir vertues, Thinke her olld. [cw: (And
149.C02.061  And least wee take Deaths part, & make hym Glad [f. 38]
149.C02.062  Of such a Pray, and to hys Triumphs adde./
149.C02.0SS  om
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