IDENTILIN$$ F01200G L\pp. 72-73\mf\EWS \1-15-87\pr\cf\MJJ\10-1-95\cor\MJJ\11-20-95\P:MEL\L,CtY,TxAM\10-23-07 012.00G.0HE %XE%9legie%0. VI. 012.00G.001 O%+H, let me not serve so, as those men serve, 012.00G.002 Whom honors smoaks at once flatter & sterve: 012.00G.003 Poorly enrich't with great mens words or looks: 012.00G.004 Nor so write my name in thy loving books: 012.00G.005 As those Idolatrous flatterers, which still 012.00G.006 Their Princes stiles, which many names fulfil 012.00G.007 Whence they no tribute have, and bear no sway. 012.00G.008 Such services I offer as shall pay 012.00G.009 Themselves, I hate dead names: Oh then let me 012.00G.010 Favorite in Ordinary, or no favorite be. 012.00G.011 When my soul was in her own body sheath'd; 012.00G.012 Nor yet by oaths betroth'd, nor kisses breath'd 012.00G.013 Into my Purgatory, faithless thee, 012.00G.014 Thy heart seem'd wax, and steel thy constancy: 012.00G.015 So careless flowers strow'd on the waters face, 012.00G.016 The curled whirlpools suck, smack, and embrace, 012.00G.017 Yet drown them; so the tapers beamy eye 012.00G.018 Amorously twinkling, beckons the giddy flie, 012.00G.019 Yet burnes his wings; and such the Devil is, 012.00G.020 Scarce visiting them who are intirely his. 012.00G.021 When I behold a stream, which, from the spring, 012.00G.022 Doth with doubtful melodious murmuring, 012.00G.023 Or in a speechless slumber calmly ride 012.00G.024 Her wedded channels bosome, and there chide, [CW:And] 012.00G.025 And bend her brows, and swell, if any bough, [p.73] 012.00G.026 Do but stoop down to kiss her utmost brow: 012.00G.027 Yet if her often gnawing kisses win 012.00G.028 The traiterous banks to gape, and let her in, 012.00G.029 She rusheth violently, and doth divorce 012.00G.030 Her from her native and her long-kept course, 012.00G.031 And roares, and braves it, and in gallant scorn, 012.00G.032 In flattering eddies promising return, 012.00G.033 She flouts her channel, which thenceforth is dry; 012.00G.034 Then say I; that is she, and this am I. 012.00G.035 Yet let not thy deep bitterness beget 012.00G.036 Careless dispair in me, for that will whet 012.00G.037 My mind to scorn; and ah, love dull'd with pain 012.00G.038 Was n'er so wise, nor well arm'd as disdain. 012.00G.039 Then with new eyes I shall survey and spy 012.00G.040 Death in thy cheeks, and darkness in thine eye: 012.00G.041 Through hope breed faith & love thus taught, I shall 012.00G.042 As nations do from Rome, from thy love fall, 012.00G.043 My hate shall outgrow thine, and utterly 012.00G.044 I will renounce thy dalliance: and when I 012.00G.045 Am the Recusant, in that resolute state 012.00G.046 What hurts it me to be' excommunicate? 012.00G.0SSom 012.00G.0$$om