IDENTLINE$$ F151TT1|BoulNar|Dalhousie I|f. 51r-v|Original EWS 12-12-86 151.TT1.0HE %1Another Eligie vpon the death of M%5ris%6 Boulstred%2 151.TT1.001 Language thou art to narrow and too weake [f. 51] 151.TT1.002 to ease vs now great sorrowe cannot speake 151.TT1.003 If wee could sigh our accentes and weepe woordes 151.TT1.004 Griefe weares and lessens that teares breath affoordes 151.TT1.005 Sadd hartes they lesse doe seeme the more they are 151.TT1.006 (so guiltiest menn stand mutest att the barr) 151.TT1.007 Not that they know not feele not their estate 151.TT1.008 But extreame sence hath made them desperate 151.TT1.009 Sorrowe to whom wee owe all that wee bee 151.TT1.010 Tirant in the fift and greatest %1Monarchie%2 151.TT1.011 Wast that she did possesse all hartes before 151.TT1.012 Thou hast killd her to make thine %1Empire%2 more 151.TT1.013 Knewst thou some would that knewe her not lament 151.TT1.014 As in a deluge perish the Innocent 151.TT1.015 Wast not inough to haue that pallace won 151.TT1.016 But thou must race itt too that was vndon 151.TT1.017 Hadst thou staid there and lookt out att her eyes 151.TT1.018 All had adored thee that now from thee flies 151.TT1.019 ffor they lett out more light then they tooke in 151.TT1.020 They tould not when but did they day begin 151.TT1.021 Shee was too %1Saphirine%2 and cleere for thee 151.TT1.022 Clay fflint and Iett now thy fitt dwellinges bee 151.TT1.023 Alas she was to pure but not to weake 151.TT1.024 Who ere saw christall Ordinance but t'would breake 151.TT1.025 And if wee by[var:>>be<<] thy conquest by her fall 151.TT1.026 thou'st lost thy end for in her perish all 151.TT1.027 Or if wee liue wee liue but to rebell 151.TT1.028 they know her better now that knew her well 151.TT1.029 If wee should vapour out or pine or die 151.TT1.030 since the first went that were not misery 151.TT1.031 She changd our world w%5th%6 hers: now she is gon 151.TT1.032 Mirth and prosperitie is oppression 151.TT1.033 ffor of all Morall vertues she was all 151.TT1.034 the %1Ethicks%2 speake of vertues %1Cardinall%2 151.TT1.035 Her soule was %1Paradice%2 the %1Cherubin%2 151.TT1.036 sett to keepe itt was grace that kept out sin 151.TT1.037 She had no more that lett in death for wee 151.TT1.038 all reape consumption from one fruitfull tree 151.TT1.039 God tooke her hence least some of vs should loue 151.TT1.040 Her like the plant him and his lawes aboue 151.TT1.041 And when wee teares he mercy shedd in this 151.TT1.042 to raise our mindes to heauen where now she is 151.TT1.043 Where if her vertues would haue lett her stay 151.TT1.044 Wee had had a Saint now a holliday 151.TT1.045 Her hart was that strange Bush where sacred fire [f. 51v] 151.TT1.046 Religion did not consume but inspire 151.TT1.047 Such piety so chast vse of godes day 151.TT1.048 That w%5ch%6 wee turnd to feasts wee turnd to pray 151.TT1.049 And did prefigure here in deuout tast 151.TT1.050 the rest of her Sabbaoth w%5ch%6 shall last 151.TT1.051 Angells did hand her vpp who next god dwell 151.TT1.052 (for she was of that order whence most fell 151.TT1.053 Her bodie left with vs least some had said 151.TT1.054 she could not die except they saw her dead 151.TT1.055 ffor from lesse vertue and lesse beautiousnes 151.TT1.056 The %1Gentiles%2 fram'd them Godes and %1Goddesses%2 151.TT1.057 The rauenous earth that now woes her to bee 151.TT1.058 Earth too wilbe %1Lemnia%2 and the tree 151.TT1.059 That wrappr that Christall in a woodden %1Tombe%2 151.TT1.060 shalbe tooke vpp spruce filld w%5th%6 Diamond 151.TT1.061 And wee here gladd sadd frendes all beare a part 151.TT1.062 of griefe for all would wast a %1stoicks hart%2 151.TT1.OSS %1Finis%2 / 151.TT1.$$ Even lines indented 3-4 spaces