IDENTILIN$$ F012TT1 Dalhousie 1 \ff.51v-52\EWS\o\12 Dec. 1986\P:EWS\o 012.TT1.0HE %1Elegie%1 012.TT1.001 Oh lett not mee serue so as those men serue [f.51v] 012.TT1.002 whom honours smoakes at once flatter & sterue 012.TT1.003 Poorelie inrichd with great mens woordes & lookes 012.TT1.004 Nor soe wright my name in thy Loving bookes 012.TT1.005 As those Idolatrous flatterers w%5ch%6 still 012.TT1.006 Their Princes stiles w%5th%6 many %1Realmes%2 full fill 012.TT1.007 Whence they no tribute haue and where no sway 012.TT1.008 Such seruices I offer as shall pay 012.TT1.009 Themselues; I hate dead names! O then lett mee 012.TT1.010 ffauorite in Ordinarie or no %1fauorite%2 bee 012.TT1.011 When my soule was in mine owne body sheathd 012.TT1.012 Not yett by oathes bethrothed nor kisses breathd 012.TT1.013 Into my Purgatorie (faithlesse thee 012.TT1.014 Thy hart seem'd waxe and steele thy constancy 012.TT1.015 soe careles flowers strowd in y%5e%6 waters face 012.TT1.016 the curled whirlepooles suck smack & embrace 012.TT1.017 Yett drowne them. So the tapers beamie eye 012.TT1.018 Amorously twinckling beckons the giddie flie 012.TT1.019 Yett burnes his winges And such the diuell is 012.TT1.020 scarse visiting him who are entirely his 012.TT1.021 When I beheld a streame w%5ch%6 from the Spring 012.TT1.022 Doth with doubtfull Melodious murmuringe 012.TT1.023 Or in a speechles slumber calmelie ride [f.52] 012.TT1.024 her wedded channells bosome and there chide 012.TT1.025 And bend her browes and swell if any bough 012.TT1.026 Doe but stoope downe to kisse her vppmost browe 012.TT1.027 Yett if her often gnawing kisses win 012.TT1.028 The traiterous banck to gape and lett her in 012.TT1.029 She rusheth violentlie and doth diuorce 012.TT1.030 her from her natiue and her long kept course 012.TT1.031 And roares and braues itt and in gallant skorne 012.TT1.032 In flattering %1Eddies%2 promising returne 012.TT1.033 She floutes her channell who thencefoorth is drie 012.TT1.034 Then say I that is she and this am I 012.TT1.035 Yett lett mee not this deepe bitternes forgett 012.TT1.036 Careles dispaire in mee for that will whett 012.TT1.037 My mind to scorne and (oh) loue dulld w%5th%6 paine 012.TT1.038 Was ne're so wise nor so well arriud as disdaine 012.TT1.039 Then with newe eies I shall suruay thee & spie 012.TT1.040 Death in thy cheekes and darkenes in thine eie 012.TT1.041 Though hope breed faith and loue: thus taught I shall 012.TT1.042 (As nations doe from %1Rome%2) from thy loue fall 012.TT1.043 Mine hate shall outgrowe thine and vtterly 012.TT1.044 I will renounce thy dalliance and when I 012.TT1.045 Am the recusant in that resolute state 012.TT1.046 What hurtes it mee to be excommunicate 012.TT1.0SS %1Finis%2 012.TT1.0$$ %1Lines 2, 24 indented 2 spaces%2