IDENTILIN$$ F152O29|Henry|Bodlein MS Rawl.poet.26|ff.91v-92v|T-LP 26Jul87 152.O29.0HE Another Elegie of y%5e%6 Prince is death [91v] 152.O29.001 Looke to mee faith and looke to my faith, God; 152.O29.002 for both my Centers feele this period; 152.O29.003 Of waight one Center, one of greatness is 152.O29.004 And reason is that Center, faith is this. 152.O29.005 for into our reason flow and ther doe end 152.O29.006 All that this naturall world doth comprehend: 152.O29.007 Quotidian things and equi=distant hence 152.O29.008 Shut in for men in one circumference. 152.O29.009 But for y%5e%6 enormous greatnesses which are 152.O29.010 So disproportion'd and so angulare 152.O29.011 As is Gods essence, place & prouidence 152.O29.012 Where, how, when what soules doe departed hence 152.O29.013 These things (eccentrique els) on faith do strike; 152.O29.014 yet neither all nor uppon all alike. 152.O29.015 for reason put to her best extension 152.O29.016 Almost meets faith and makes both Centers one. 152.O29.017 And nothinge euer came so neer to this 152.O29.018 As contemplation of y%5e%6 Prince wee miss. 152.O29.019 for all that faith might credit mankind could 152.O29.020 Reason still seconded that this Prince would: 152.O29.021 If then least moouings of y%5e%6 Center make 152.O29.022 More, then if whole hell belch'd, y%5e%6 world to shake. 152.O29.023 What must this doe, Centers distracted so 152.O29.024 That wee see not what to beeleeue or know. 152.O29.025 Was it not well beeleeu'd till now, that hee 152.O29.026 Whose reputation was an Extasye 152.O29.027 On neighbour states, which knew not why to wake 152.O29.028 Till he discouer'd what wayes he would take; 152.O29.029 for whom what Princes angled, when they tryed 152.O29.030 Met a Torpedo and were stupified|.| 152.O29.031 And others studies how he would bee bent 152.O29.032 Was his great fathers greatest instrument 152.O29.033 And actiu'st spirit to conuey and |tye| 152.O29.034 [missing] 152.O29.035 [missing] 152.O29.036 This generall Peace y%5e%6 eternall overtake. [92] 152.O29.037 And that his times might haue stretch't out so farr 152.O29.038 As to touch those of which they Emblems are? 152.O29.039 for to confirme this iust beeleife, that now 152.O29.040 The last days came, wee saw heauen did allow 152.O29.041 That but from his aspect & exercise 152.O29.042 In peacefull times rumors of wars should rise. 152.O29.043 But now this faith is Heresy: wee must 152.O29.044 still stay and uexe our Great#Grandmother dust. 152.O29.045 Oh is God prodigall; hath he spent his store 152.O29.046 Of 'plagues on us: and only now when more 152.O29.047 Would ease us much; doth he grudge misery 152.O29.048 And will not letts enioy our curse to dy? 152.O29.049 As for y%5e%6 earth throwne lowest downe of all 152.O29.050 Twere an ambition to desire to fall, 152.O29.051 So God in our desire to dy doth know 152.O29.052 Our plot for ease in beinge wretched so. 152.O29.053 Therfore wee liue: though such a life wee haue 152.O29.054 As but so many mandrakes on his graue. 152.O29.055 What had his growth and generation donne 152.O29.056 When what wee are his putrefaction 152.O29.057 Sustaines in us? earth which griefes animate; 152.O29.058 Nor hath our world now other soule then that. 152.O29.059 And could griefe gett so high as heauen, that quire 152.O29.060 forgettinge this their new ioy, would desire 152.O29.061 (With griefe to see him) he had stayd below 152.O29.062 To rectify our errors they foreknowe. 152.O29.063 Is y%5e%6 other Center, Reason** faster then? 152.O29.064 Where should wee looke for that now wee are not men? 152.O29.065 for if our reason bee our connexion 152.O29.066 of causes, now to us there can bee none. 152.O29.067 for as if all y%5e%6 substances were spent 152.O29.068 T'were madness to |e|nquire of accident: 152.O29.069 So is't to looke for reason he beinge gone 152.O29.070 The only subiect reason wrought uppon. 152.O29.071 If fate haue such achaine whose diuers linkes 152.O29.072 Industrious man discerneth, as he thinkes, 152.O29.073 When miracle doth come, and to steale in 152.O29.074 A new linke man knowes not where to begin: 152.O29.075 At amuch deader fault must reason bee 152.O29.076 Death hauinge broke of such alinke as hee. 152.O29.077 But now for us w%5th%6 busie proofes to come 152.O29.078 That wee haue no reason would proue wee had some: 152.O29.079 So would iust lamentations: Therfore wee 152.O29.080 May safelier say that wee are dead, then hee: 152.O29.081 So if our griefes wee doe not well declare 152.O29.082 Wee haue double excuse he is not dead wee are. 152.O29.083 Yet i would not d'y yet for though i bee 152.O29.084 To narrow to %Yreach%Z[M:>thinke<] him as he is hee, 152.O29.085 (our soules best baitinge and mid-period 152.O29.086 In her longe iourney of consideringe God) 152.O29.087 Yet (no dishonour) i can reach him thus 152.O29.088 As he imbrac'd y%5e%6 fires of loue with us. 152.O29.089 Oh may I (since I liue) but see or heare 152.O29.090 That shee=intelligence which mou'd this sphear 152.O29.091[missing] 152.O29.092 Which hast y%5e%6 noble Conscience, thou art shee, [92v] 152.O29.093 I coniure thee by all y%5e%6 charmes he spoke 152.O29.094 By y%5e%6 oathes which only you two neuer broke, 152.O29.095 By all y%5e%6 soules yee sighed, that if you see 152.O29.096 These lines, you wish i knew your historie: 152.O29.097 So much as you two mutuall heauens, were here, 152.O29.098 I were an angell singinge what you were. 152.O29.0SS made by M%5r%6 Donne 152.O29.0$$ Text crossed out; ll. 34-35 & 91 trimmed away; l. 33 partially trimmed away; f92v M:>>in his /ed poems.<<