IDENTLINE$$  F151B40|BoulNar|Lansdowne 740|f. 118r-v|Original  EWS  5-5-1983
151.B40.0HE  %1Another Elegie vpon the death of M%5ris%6 Bowlstred%2
151.B40.001  Language, thou arte to narrow, and to weake [f. 118]
151.B40.002  to ease vs now;  Great Sorrow cannot speake.
151.B40.003  If we could sighe out accentes, and weepe wordes
151.B40.004  Greefe weares, and lessens that teares breath affoords.
151.B40.005  Sad hartes the lesse they seeme, the more they are
151.B40.006  (soe guiltiest men stande mutest at the barr.)
151.B40.007  Not that they know not, feele not their estate
151.B40.008  but extreme sence hath made them desperate.
151.B40.009  Sorrow, to whome we owe all that we bee
151.B40.010  Tirant in the fifte, and greatest Monarchie.
151.B40.011  Wa'st that shee did possesse all hartes before
151.B40.012  thou hast kill'd her to make thie Empire more.
151.B40.013  Knew'st thou some would that knew her not Lament?
151.B40.014  as in A deludge perrish the Innocent?
151.B40.015  was't not enoughe to haue that pallace wonn
151.B40.016  but thou must raze it too, that was vndon?
151.B40.017  Had'st thou staid there, and lookd out at her eyes, 
151.B40.018  all had adored thee, that now from thee flies:
151.B40.019  ffo%5r%6 they lett out more light then they tooke in
151.B40.020  they tould not when but did the daie begin.
151.B40.021  Shee was to %1Saphirene%2, and cleere for thee;
151.B40.022  Claie, fflint, and Iett now thie fitt dwellings bee.
151.B40.023  A lasse shee was to pure, but not to weake
151.B40.024  Whoe ere saw Christall Ordnance but would break?
151.B40.025  And if wee be thie Conquest by her fall 
151.B40.026  th'aste lost thie end, for in her perish all:
151.B40.027  Or if we liue, wee liue but to rebell
151.B40.028  They know her better now[,] that knew ^[her] well.
151.B40.029  If we should vapo%5r%6 out, or pine, and die
151.B40.030  since shee[Mvar:>the<] first went, that were not miserie
151.B40.031  She chang'd our world w%5th%6 hers:  now shee is gon [f. 118v]
151.B40.032  Mirth, and prosperitie is oppression.
151.B40.033  ffor of all Morrall virtues shee was all
151.B40.034  the Ethickes speake of vertues Cardynall.
151.B40.035  Her soule was parradize; the Cherubyn
151.B40.036  set to keepe it, was Grace; that kept out sin;
151.B40.037  Shee had noe more then lett in death, fo%5r%6 wee
151.B40.038  all reape consumption from one frutfull tree.
151.B40.039  God tooke her hence, least some of vs should loue
151.B40.040  her[,] like the plant, him, and his lawes aboue;
151.B40.041  And when wee[,] teares, he mercie shed in this
151.B40.042  to rayse our mindes to heaven, where now shee is
151.B40.043  Who, if her vertues would haue lett her staie
151.B40.044  we had had a Saint, now a hollidaie.
151.B40.045  Her hart was that strange Bush, wher sacred fire
151.B40.046  Religion) did not consume, but inspire
151.B40.047  Such pietie, so chast ^use of Godes daie
151.B40.048  that what wee turne to feastes, shee turn'd to praie:
151.B40.049  And did prefigure heare in devoute tast
151.B40.050  the rest of her high Saboath, w%5ch%6 shall last.
151.B40.051  Angells did hand her vpp whoe next god dwell;
151.B40.052  (fo%5r%6 she was of that order whence most fell)
151.B40.053  Her bodie lefte w%5th%6 vs, leaste some had sayd
151.B40.054  shee could not die, vnlesse[Mvar:>except<] they saw her dead.
151.B40.055  ffor from lesse vertue, and lesse beauteousnes
151.B40.056  the gentles fram'd them Godes, & goddesses.
151.B40.057  The Ravenous earth that now woes her to be
151.B40.058  earth too, wilbee Lemnia, and the tree
151.B40.059  That wrapes that Christall in a wooden tombe
151.B40.060  shall be tooke vp spruce, filld w%5th%6 Diamon:
151.B40.061  And wee her glad sadd frendes all beare apart
151.B40.062  of Greefe, fo%5r%6 all would waste a stoicks hart.
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