IDENTILIN$$ F010B07/ElPerf BL Add. 18647 (ff. 4v-5v)/ TJS/mf/3-26-91/cor GAS/o/7-11-92
010.B07.0HE Elegie
010.B07.001 Once and but once found in thy Company
010.B07.002 All thy suppos'd escapes are layde on mee
010.B07.003 And as the Theife at barr is questioned there
010.B07.004 By all the men that have beene robb'd that yeare
010.B07.005 So am I (by this traterous meanes) surpris'd
010.B07.006 By thy Hidroptique father Catechis'd
010.B07.007 Though he had wont to search w%5th%6 glased eyes
010.B07.008 As though he came to kill a Cockatrice
010.B07.009 Though he have oft sworne y%5e%6 hee would remove
010.B07.010 Thy beauties beauty, and food of our love
010.B07.011 Hope of his goodes, if I w%5th%6 thee weare seene
010.B07.012 Yet close and secrett as our soules w'have beene
010.B07.013 Though thy im%Mortall mother w%5ch%6 doth lie
010.B07.014 Still buried in her bedd, y%5et%6 will not dye
010.B07.015 Take this advanntage to sleepe out day light
010.B07.016 And watch thy entries and returnes all night
010.B07.017 And when she takes thy hand and would seeme kinde
010.B07.018 Doth search what ringes, and Armelettes shee can finde
010.B07.019 And kissinge notes the Colour of thy face
010.B07.020 And fearinge least th'art swollen, doth thee embrace
010.B07.021 And to trie if thou longe, doth name strange meates
010.B07.022 And notes thy palenes, blushing sighes and sweates
010.B07.023 And politquely will to thee confesse
010.B07.024 The sinns of her owne youthes ranck lustinesse,
010.B07.025 Yet love these sorceries doth remove, and move
010.B07.026 Thee to gull thine owne mother for my love
010.B07.027 Thy little bretheren w.%5ch%6 like fairie sprightes
010.B07.028 Oft skipp into our Chamber those sweete nightes
010.B07.029 And kiss'd and ingled on thy ffathers knee,
010.B07.030 Were brib'd %Yto%Z next day to tell what they did see, [CW: The,]
010.B07.031 The grimm eight foote- high Iron bound Servingman [f. 5r
010.B07.032 That oft names God in oathes, and only than,
010.B07.033 He that to barr the first gate doth as wide,
010.B07.034 As the greater %1Rhodian%2 %1Colossus%2 stride
010.B07.035 W%5ch%6 if in Hell no other paines there were
010.B07.036 Makes me feare Hell because yt must be there
010.B07.037 Though by the ffather he were hired for this
010.B07.038 Could never wittness any touch or kisse
010.B07.039 But oh too Com%Mon ill I brought w%5th%6. mee
010.B07.040 That w%5ch%6 betray'd mee and mine enemy
010.B07.041 A lowd perfume w%5ch%6 at my entrance Cri'de
010.B07.042 Even at thy ffathers %Yno**%Z nose, so wee were spide
010.B07.043 When like a Tyrant kinge that in his bed
010.B07.044 Smelt Gun pouder, the wrech shivered
010.B07.045 Had it beene some bad smell, he would have thought
010.B07.046 That his owne feete, or breath, that smell had wrought
010.B07.047 But as wee in our Ile imprisoned
010.B07.048 Where Cattell only and divers dogges are bredd
010.B07.049 The pretious vnicorns strange monsters call
010.B07.050 So thought he good strange, that had non at all
010.B07.051 I taught my silke their whistlinge to forbeare
010.B07.052 Even my oppress'd shoes, dumbe and speechless were
010.B07.053 Only thou bitter sweete whom I had layde
010.B07.054 Next me, me traiterously hast betraide
010.B07.055 And vnexpected hast invisibly
010.B07.056 At once fledd vnto him and staid w%5th%6 mee
010.B07.057 Base excrement of earth w%5ch%6 dost confound
010.B07.058 Sence from distinguishinge the sick from sound
010.B07.059 By thee the sillie amorous suckes his death
010.B07.060 By drowninge in a Leprous Harlottes breath
010.B07.061 By thee the greatest stane to mans estate
010.B07.062 ffalls on vs to be call'd effeminate,        [CW: Though,]
010.B07.063 Though thou be much lou'd in the Princes Hall       [5v
010.B07.064 There thinges that seeme exceed substanciall,
010.B07.065 Gods when yee fum'd on Alters were pleased well
010.B07.066 Because yo%5u%6 were burnt, not that they lik'd yo%5r%6 smell,
010.B07.067 Yo%5u%6 are loathsome all, beinge taken simply alone
010.B07.068 Shall wee love ill thinges ioyn'd, and hate each one?
010.B07.069 If you were good, yo%5r%6 good doth soone decaye,
010.B07.070 And yo%5u%6 are rare that takes the good awaye,
010.B07.071 All my perfume I give most willingly
010.B07.072 To'embalme thy ffathers Corss; what will he dye?
010.B07.0SS ffinis
010.B07.0$$ %1indentation?; HE centered?; hyphenated words separated in l.31 for collation%2