IDENTILIN$$ File F012C080 Leconfield MS, ff.28v-29v.\M:G.L.\P:GAS\O\8-12-92\C:JSC 012.C08.0HE Elegie. 9%5th%6. 012.C08.001 Oh, lett me not serue so, as those men serue, 012.C08.002 Whome honnors smokes at once fatten and sterue. 012.C08.003 Poorelie enritcht, w%5th%6 great mens words or lookes; 012.C08.004 Nor to write my name in thy louing bookes, 012.C08.005 As those Idolatrous flatterers, w%5ch%6 still, 012.C08.006 Theire Princes stiles, w%5th%6 manie Realmes fullfill. 012.C08.007 Whence they no tribute haue, and where no swaie 012.C08.008 Such seruices I offer, as shall paie 012.C08.009 Themselues, I hate dead names: Oh then lett mee 012.C08.010 ffauorite in ordinarie, or no fauorite bee. 012.C08.011 When my soule was in her owne bodie sheath'd, 012.C08.012 Nor yett by oathes betroth'd, nor kisses breath'd 012.C08.013 Into my purgatorie faithles thee, 012.C08.014 Thy h'art seem'd wex, and steele thy constancie. 012.C08.015 So careles flowers strawde on the waters face 012.C08.016 The curled whirlepooles suck, smack, and imbrace. 012.C08.017 Yett drowne them; Soe the Tapers beamie eye 012.C08.018 Amorouslie twinckling, beckens the giddie flye. [CW:Yett.|] 012.C08.019 Yett burnes his wings; and such the deuill is [29r] 012.C08.020 Scarce visiting them, whoe are entirelie his. 012.C08.021 When I beholde a streame, w%5ch%6 from the spring 012.C08.022 Dooth w%5th%6 doubtfull melodious murmuring, 012.C08.023 Or in a speechles slumber calmlie ride 012.C08.024 Her wedded channells bosome, and then chide, 012.C08.025 And bend her browes, and swell, if anie bowe 012.C08.026 Doe butt stoope downe or kisse hir vpmost browe. 012.C08.027 Yett if hir often gnawing kisses winne 012.C08.028 The trayterous bancks to gape and lett her in, 012.C08.029 Shee rusheth violentlie, and dooth diuorce 012.C08.030 Her from her natiue, and her long kept course. 012.C08.031 And roares and braues itt, and in gallant skorne, 012.C08.032 In flattering Eddies, promising retorne. 012.C08.033 Shee flouts the channell, whoe thenceforth is dry 012.C08.034 Then saie I, that is shee, and this am I. 012.C08.035 Yett lett not thy deepe bitternes begett 012.C08.036 Careles despaire in mee, for that will whett, 012.C08.037 My minde to skorne; And oh, loue dull'd w%5th%6 paine. 012.C08.038 Was ne're so wise, nor well arm'd, as disdaine.[CW:Then-|] 012.C08.039 Then w%5th%6 new eyes I shall suruay thee, And spie [29v] 012.C08.040 Death in thy cheekes, and darknes, in thyne eye; 012.C08.041 Though hope bredd faith and loue; Thus taught I shall 012.C08.042 As nations doe from Rome, from thy loue fall. 012.C08.043 My hate shall outgrowne thine and vtterlie 012.C08.044 I will renounce thy dallyance: And when I 012.C08.045 Am the Recusant, in that resolute state, 012.C08.046 What hurts itt mee, to bee excomunicate?| 012.C08.0SS [om] 012.C08.0$$ %1No ind. Pen rest l. 8; red mark l. 28.%2