IDENTLINE$$ F15000G|BoulRec|1669|sigs.R7-R8,pp.253-5(CtY,KyU,L,TxLT)/P:MEL/(TxAM)/1-18-07 150.00G.0HE %1Elegie on Mistris%2 Boulstred. [R7] 150.00G.001 DEath I recant, and say, Unsaid by me 150.00G.002 What ere hath slip'd, that might diminish thee. 150.00G.003 Spiritual treason, atheism 'tis, to say, 150.00G.004 That any can thy Summons disobey. 150.00G.005 Th'earths face is but thy Table; there are set 150.00G.006 Plants, cattel, men, dishes for Death to eat. 150.00G.007 In a rude hunger now he millions draws 150.00G.008 Into his bloody, or plaguy, or sterv'd jaws. 150.00G.009 Now he will seem to spare and doth more waste, 150.00G.010 Eating the best first, well preserv'd to last. 150.00G.011 Now wantonly he spoyls, and eats us not, 150.00G.012 But breaks off friends, and lets us piecemeal rot. 150.00G.013 Nor will this earth serve him; he sinks the Deep 150.00G.014 Where harmless fish Monastique silence keep. 150.00G.015 Who (were Death dead) the Rows of living sand 150.00G.016 Might spung that element, and make it land. 150.00G.017 He rounds the air, and breaks the hymnique notes 150.00G.018 In birds, Heavens choristers, organique throats, 150.00G.019 Which (if they did not dy) might seem to be 150.00G.020 A tenth rank in the heavenly hierarchie. 150.00G.021 O strong and long-liv'd Death, how cam'st thou in? 150.00G.022 And how without Creation didst begin? 150.00G.023 Thou hast, and shalt see dead, before thou dyest, 150.00G.024 All the four Monarchies, and Antichrist. 150.00G.025 How could I think thee nothing, that see now 150.00G.026 In all this All, nothing else is, but thou? 150.00G.027 Our births and lives, vices and vertues, be 150.00G.028 Wasteful consumptions, and degrees of thee. 150.00G.029 For, we to live, our bellows wear, and breath, 150.00G.030 Nor are we mortal, dying, dead, but death. [CW:And] 150.00G.031 And though thou beest (O mighty bird of prey) [R7v] 150.00G.032 So much reclaim'd by God, that thou must lay 150.00G.033 All that thou kill'st at his feet, yet doth he 150.00G.034 Reserve but few, and leaves the most for thee. 150.00G.035 And of those few, now thou hast overthrown 150.00G.036 One whom thy blow makes, not ours, nor thine own; 150.00G.037 She was more stories high: hopeless to come 150.00G.038 To her Soul, thou 'hast offer'd at her lower room. 150.00G.039 Her Soul and body was a King and Court: 150.00G.040 But thou hast both of Captain miss'd and fort. 150.00G.041 As houses fall not, though the Kings remove, 150.00G.042 Bodies of Saints rest for their souls above. 150.00G.043 Death gets 'twixt souls and bodies such a place 150.00G.044 As sin insinuates 'twixt just men and grace, 150.00G.045 Both work a separation, no divorce, 150.00G.046 Her Soul is gone to usher up her Coarse, 150.00G.047 Which shall be almost another soul, for there 150.00G.048 Bodies are purer than best souls are here. 150.00G.049 Because in her, her vertues did outgo 150.00G.050 Her years, would'st thou, O emulous death, do so, 150.00G.051 And kill her young to thy loss? must the cost 150.00G.052 Of beauty and wit, apt to do harm, be lost? 150.00G.053 What though thou found'st her proof 'gainst sins of youth? 150.00G.054 Oh, every age a divers sin pursu'th. 150.00G.055 Thou should'st have stay'd, and taken better hold, 150.00G.056 Shortly ambitious; covetous, when old, 150.00G.057 She might have prov'd: and such devotion 150.00G.058 Might once have stray'd to superstition. 150.00G.059 If all her vertues must have grown, yet might 150.00G.060 Abundant vertue 'have bred a proud delight. 150.00G.061 Had she persever'd just, there would have been 150.00G.062 Some that would sin, mis-thinking she did sin. 150.00G.063 Such as would call her friendship love, and fain 150.00G.064 To sociableness a name prophane; [CW:Or] 150.00G.065 Or sin by tempting, or, not daring that, [R8] 150.00G.066 By wishing, though they never told her what. 150.00G.067 Thus mightst thou'have slain more souls hadst thou not crost 150.00G.068 Thy self, and to triumph, thine army lost. 150.00G.069 Yet though these waies be lost, thou hast left one, 150.00G.070 Which is, immoderate grief that she is gone: 150.00G.071 But we may scape that sin, yet weep as much, 150.00G.072 Our tears are due, because we are not such. 150.00G.073 Some tears that knot of friends, her death must cost, 150.00G.074 Because the chain is broke, though no link lost. 150.00G.SS om 150.00G.0$$ No indentation; ln.67: originally said "...not crost,(CtY,L)^(KyU,TxLT,TxAM)", upon further review no variant was found in CtY and L, so was removed