IDENTILIN$$ File F018C080 Leconfield MS, ff.30v-32r.\M:G.L.\P:GAS\o\8-13-92\C:JSC 018.C08.0HE Elegie 11%5th%6. 018.C08.001 By our first strange and fatall Interveiwe, [CW:By] 018.C08.002 By all desines, w%5ch%6 therof did Ensue, [31r] 018.C08.003 By our long steruing hopes, by that remorse 018.C08.004 Which my words masculine perswasiue force 018.C08.005 Begott in thee, And by the memorie 018.C08.006 Of hurts, w%5ch%6 spies, and Riualls threatne'd mee, 018.C08.007 I calmelie begg; Butt by thy Parents wrath 018.C08.008 By all paines w%5ch%6 want, and diuorcement hath 018.C08.009 I coniure thee; And all those oaths w%5ch%6 I 018.C08.010 And thou haue sworne, to seale ioynt constancie, 018.C08.011 Heere I vnsweare, and ouersweare them thus>>.<< 018.C08.012 Thou shalt not loue, by meanes so dangerous>>,<< 018.C08.013 Temper o>>h<< faire loue, loues impetuous rage 018.C08.014 Bee my true Mistris still, not my feign'd page>>.<< 018.C08.015 Ile goe: And by thy kinde leaue, leaue behinde 018.C08.016 Thee onlie worthie, to nurse in my minde 018.C08.017 Thirst to come back. Oh, if thou dye before 018.C08.018 ffrom other lands, my soule towards thee shall sore: 018.C08.019 Thy Else Almightie bewtie cannot moue, 018.C08.020 Rage from the Seas, nor thy loue, teach them loue, [CW:Nor.|] 018.C08.021 Nor >>T<>e<< wilde Boreas ha>>%Yr%Z<%Vh>,<< 018.C08.037 Will quicklie knowe thee>>,<< and alas 018.C08.038 The indifferent Italian as wee passe 018.C08.039 His warme land, well content to thinck thee Page>>,<< 018.C08.040 Will haunt thee, w%5th%6 such lust, and hideous rage. [CW:As|] 018.C08.041 As Lotts faire guests were vext; Butt none of these [32r] 018.C08.042 Nor spungie Hidroptique Dutch shall thee displease, 018.C08.043 If thou stay heere>>.<< O stay heere, for, for thee 018.C08.044 England is onlie a worthie gallerie 018.C08.045 To walk in expectaco%Mn, till from thence, 018.C08.046 Our great King call thee to his presence. 018.C08.047 When I am gone, dreame mee some happines, 018.C08.048 Nor lett thy lookes, our long hid loue confes, 018.C08.049 Nor praise, nor dispraise mee; Bless nor curse, 018.C08.050 Openlie loues force. Nor in bedd>>,<< fright thy nurse 018.C08.051 With midnights startings, Crying out, oh, oh, 018.C08.052 Nurse, oh, my loue is slaine; I saw him goe 018.C08.053 Ore' the white Alps, Alone, I sawe him>>,<< I 018.C08.054 Assail'd, fight, taken, stabd, bleede, fall and dye: 018.C08.055 Augur me better chaunce, except dread Ioue 018.C08.056 Thinck itt enough for mee, t'haue had thy loue. 018.C08.0SS [om] 018.C08.0$$ %1No ind. Corrections in scribal & 2nd hand.%2