IDENTILIN$$  File F010DT1 Dublin ms. I\ff. 32v-33v\EWS\o\P:GAS\mf\7-19-94\C:GAS
010.DT1.0HE  %1Elegia%2.
010.DT1.001  Once, and but once found in thy companye
010.DT1.002  All thy suppos'd escapes are laid on mee.
010.DT1.003  And as a thiefe at Barr, is question'd there
010.DT1.004  by all the men that houe beene robbd that yeare,
010.DT1.005  Soe am I, by this trayterous meanes surpriz'de
010.DT1.006  by thy Hydroptick father Catechiz'de.
010.DT1.007  Though hee had wont to search w%5th%6 glazed eyes,
010.DT1.008  as though hee came to kill a Cockatrice,
010.DT1.009  Though hee haue ofte sworne y%5t%6 hee would remoue
010.DT1.010  thy beauties beauty, and food of our loue,
010.DT1.011  Hope of his goods, if I with thee were seene,
010.DT1.012  Yet close, & secret as our soules wee haue beene|:|
010.DT1.013  Though thy immortall mother, w%5ch%6 doth lye
010.DT1.014  Still buried in her bed, yet will not dye,
010.DT1.015  take this aduantage, to sleep-out day-light,
010.DT1.016  and watch thy entries, and returnes, all night;
010.DT1.017  And when shee takes thy hand, & would seeme kinde
010.DT1.018  doth search what rings, and armeletts shee can finde.
010.DT1.019  And kissing, notes the collour of thy face,
010.DT1.020  and fearing least thou art swolne, doth thee embrace,
010.DT1.021  And to trye if thou long, doth name strange meates,
010.DT1.022  and notes thy paleness, blushings, sighs, and sweates.
010.DT1.023  And politiquely will to thee confesse
010.DT1.024  the sinns of her owne youths ranck lustinesse.
010.DT1.025  Yet loue, these sorceries did remoue, and moue
010.DT1.026  thee to gull thine owne mother for my loue;
010.DT1.027  Thy litle brethren, w%5ch%6 like ffairie sprights
010.DT1.028  ofte skipt into our chamber thoses sweet nights,
010.DT1.029  and kiss'd, & ingled on thy fathers knee,
010.DT1.030  Were brib'de next day to tell what they did see;
010.DT1.031  The grimm eight- foot- high Iron bound Seruing man
010.DT1.032  that ofte names God in oathes, and onely than, [cw:Hee,]
010.DT1.033  Hee that to barr the first gate doth as wide [f.33]
010.DT1.034  as the great Rhodian Colossus stride,
010.DT1.035  W%5ch%6 if in Hell noe other paines there were
010.DT1.036  makes mee feare hell, because hee must bee there,
010.DT1.037  Though by thy ffather hee were hir'de for this
010.DT1.038  could neuer witnes andy touch, or kisse.
010.DT1.039  But oh too Com%Mon ill I brought w%5th%6 mee
010.DT1.040  that w%5ch%6 betraide mee to mine enemy;
010.DT1.041  A lowde perfume, w%5ch%6 at mine entrance cry'de
010.DT1.042  Euen at thy fathers nose, soe wee were spide.
010.DT1.043  When like a Tyrant kinge, that in his bedd
010.DT1.044  Smelt gun-powder, the wretch shiuered.
010.DT1.045  Had it beene some bad smell, hee would haue thought
010.DT1.046  that his wone feet, or breath, y%5t%6 smell had wrought.
010.DT1.047  But as wee, in our Ile imprisoned,
010.DT1.048  where Cattle only, and diuers doggs are bred
010.DT1.049  The precious Vnicornes strange monsters call,
010.DT1.050  soe thought hee good, strange, y%5t%6 had none at all;
010.DT1.051  I taught my silkes their whistling to forbeare
010.DT1.052  Euen my opprest shooes dumbe, and speachlesse were;
010.DT1.053  Only thou bitter sweet, whom I had layd
010.DT1.054  next mee, mee trayterously has betrayde.
010.DT1.055  And vnsuspected hast invisibly
010.DT1.056  at once fled vnto him, and staid with mee.
010.DT1.057  Base excrement of earth, w%5ch%6 dost confound
010.DT1.058  Sence, from distinguishing the sick from sound,
010.DT1.059  By thee, the silly amorous sucks his death
010.DT1.060  by drawing in a leaprous harlotts breath.
010.DT1.061  By thee, the greatest staine to mans estate
010.DT1.062  falls on vs, to bee calld effeminate.
010.DT1.063  Though thou bee much lou'd in the Princes hall,
010.DT1.064  There things y%5t%6 seeme, exceede substantiall
010.DT1.065  Gods, when yee fum'd on Altars were pleased well [cw:Because]
010.DT1.066  Because you were burnt, not y%5t%6 they lik'd yo\r smell. [33v]
010.DT1.067  Yee'are loathsome all, being taken simply alone|;|
010.DT1.068  shall wee loue ill things ioyn'd, and hate each one?
010.DT1.069  If you were good, your good doth soone decaye
010.DT1.070  And you are rare, that takes the good awaye,
010.DT1.071  All my perfumes I giue most willingly
010.DT1.072  T'embalme thy fathers Corss; what will hee dye?
010.DT1.0SSom
010.DT1.0$$  %1ind?; hyphenated words in l.31 separated for collation;%2 >>I: D.<< %1in l marg. beside HE; EWS ch. punct. in ll. 13 & 67