IDENTILIN$$ F150Y03|BoulRec|Yale, Osborn MS b148|pp.117-18|mf T-LP 2Sep87 150.Y03.HE An Eligie ffunerall one y%5e%6 Death of M%5rs%6 Boulstred. [117] 150.Y03.001 Death I recant & say vnsaid by mee 150.Y03.002 what ere hath slipt y%5t%6 might diminish thee 150.Y03.003 Spirituall Treason Athisme 'tis to say 150.Y03.004 y%5t%6 any can thy sum%Mons disobay 150.Y03.005 The earthes face is butt thy Table & meate 150.Y03.006 plants, Cattell, Men, dishes for death to eate 150.Y03.007 In a rude hunger now hee Millions drawes 150.Y03.008 into his bloudye or plaguie, or staru'd Iawes 150.Y03.009 Now hee will seeme to spare & doth more wast 150.Y03.010 eateinge y%5e%6 first fruite well p%5r%6seru'd for last 150.Y03.011 Now wantonly hee spoyles & eates vs nott 150.Y03.012 butt breakes off frinds & letts vs peecemeale rott 150.Y03.013 Nor will this earth serue him hee sinckes y%5e%6 deepe 150.Y03.014 where harmelesse fish monastique scilence keepe 150.Y03.015 Whoe were death dead by rowes of liueinge sand 150.Y03.016 might spunge y%5t%6 element & make ytt land 150.Y03.017 Hee mounds y%5e%6 ayre & breakes y%5e%6 him%Minge notes 150.Y03.018 of birds heauens queristers, organicke throates 150.Y03.019 w%5ch%6 if they did nott dye might serue to bee 150.Y03.020 a tenth ranke in y%5e%6 heauens hierarchie 150.Y03.021 O stronge & longe liu'd death how camest thou in 150.Y03.022 & how w%5th%6outt creation did'st beginne 150.Y03.023 Thou hast & shalte see dead before thou dyest 150.Y03.024 all the foure Monarchies & Antichrist 150.Y03.025 How could I thinke thee nothinge y%5t%6 see now 150.Y03.026 in all this all nothinge else is butt thou 150.Y03.027 Our birthes & liues vertues & vices bee 150.Y03.028 wastfull consumptions & degrees of thee 150.Y03.029 ffor wee to liue o%5r%6 bellowes weare & breath 150.Y03.030 nor are wee mortall dyinge, dead butt death 150.Y03.031 And though thou beest oh mighty bird of pray 150.Y03.032 soe much reclaym'd by god y%5t%6 thou must lay 150.Y03.033 All y%5t%6 thou kild'st att his feete yett doth hee 150.Y03.034 reserue butt few & leaue y%5e%6 most to thee [CW:And] 150.Y03.035 And of those few now thou hast ou%5r%6throwne [118] 150.Y03.036 one, whome thy blowe makes nott ours nor thine owne 150.Y03.037 She was more stories high hopelesse to come 150.Y03.038 to her soule thou hast offered att her lower rome 150.Y03.039 Her soule & body was a kinge & Cou%5r%6te 150.Y03.040 butt thou hast both of Capteine mist & forte 150.Y03.041 As howses fall nott though y%5e%6 kinge remoue 150.Y03.042 bodies of Saints rest for there soules aboue 150.Y03.043 Death getts 'twixt soules & bodies such a place 150.Y03.044 as sinne insinuates 'twixt iust men & grace 150.Y03.045 Both works a seperation noe diuorce 150.Y03.046 her soule is gonne to vsher vpp her coarse 150.Y03.047 W%5ch%6 shallbee allmost an other soule for there 150.Y03.048 bodies are purer then most soules are heere 150.Y03.049 Because in her her v%5r%6tues did outgoe 150.Y03.050 her yeares wouldst thou oh emulous death doe soe 150.Y03.051 And kill her to thy losse must the cost 150.Y03.052 of beautie & witt apt to doe harme bee lost 150.Y03.053 What though thou foundst her proofe 'gainst sinns of youth 150.Y03.054 oh euery age a diuerse sinne p%Psueth 150.Y03.055 Thou should'st haue stayd & taken better hold 150.Y03.056 shortly ambitious couetous when old 150.Y03.057 Shee might haue p%Pued & such diuotion 150.Y03.058 might once haue stray'd to sup%Pstition. 150.Y03.059 I all her v%5r%6tues might haue growne yett might 150.Y03.060 aboundant v%5r%6tue, haue bredd a proud delight 150.Y03.061 Had shee p%seuer'd iust there would haue binne 150.Y03.062 some y%5t%6 would sinne mistakeinge shee did sinne 150.Y03.063 Such as would call her frindshipp loue & would faine 150.Y03.064 to satiablenesse a name prophane 150.Y03.065 Or sinne by temptinge or nott dareinge that 150.Y03.066 by wishinge though they neu%5r%6 tould her what 150.Y03.067 Thus mighst thou haue slain more, hadst thou nott crost 150.Y03.068 thy selfe & to triumph thy Armies lost 150.Y03.069 yett though these wayes bee lost thou hast left one 150.Y03.070 w%5ch%6 is immoderate greife y%5t%6 shee is gonne 150.Y03.071 Butt wee may scape y%5t%6 sinne yett weepe as much 150.Y03.072 ou%5r%6 teares are due because wee are nott such 150.Y03.073 Some teares y%5t%6 knott of frinds her death must cost 150.Y03.074 because y%5e%6 Chaine is broke though noe lincke lost 150.Y03.SS J:D:ffinis [After "Death be not proud, thy hand"] 150.Y03.0$$ No indentations. Has "Death be not proud, thy hand gave not this blow" as ll. 75ff. (pp.118-19).