IDENTILIN$$ F021.B47/ElPart Stowe 962/ ff. 135v-137v/ GL/corGAS/o/8-3-92 021.B47.0HEom 021.B47.001 Since she must goe & I must mourne come night 021.B47.002 Envyron me w%5th%6 darknes while I write 021.B47.003 Shadow that hell vnto me, w%5ch%6 alone 021.B47.004 I am to suffer when my loue is gonn 021.B47.005 Alas the darkest Magique cannot doe it 021.B47.006 Thou & great hell to boote, are shadowes to it [CW:should Cinthia] 021.B47.007 Should Cynthia quitt the earth & each starr [f.136 021.B47.008 It would not forme a thought darke as mine are 021.B47.009 I could lend them obscurenes now & say 021.B47.010 Out of my selfe there should be noe more day 021.B47.011 Such is allreadie my felt want of sight 021.B47.012 Did not the fiers w%5th%6in me force a light 021.B47.013 Oh loue, that fier & darknes should be mixt 021.B47.014 Or to thy triumph soe straynge tormentes fixt 021.B47.015 Ist because thou thy selfe art blinde, that wee 021.B47.016 (Thy martires) must noe more each other see? 021.B47.017 Or take thou pride to breake vs on thy wheele 021.B47.018 And veiw old Chaos in the payne wee feele 021.B47.019 Or haue we left vndon some mutuall right 021.B47.020 That w%5th%6 p%Ptinge thou seekst vs, to spight 021.B47.021 Noe noe the fault is mine imput it to me 021.B47.022 Or rather to Conspiringe destinie. 021.B47.023 W%5ch%6 since I loue for me before decreed 021.B47.024 That I should suffer when I lou'd indeed 021.B47.025 And therefore now sooner then I cann say 021.B47.026 I saw the golden fruite, it is rapt away 021.B47.027 Or as I had watcht one dropp in a vast %Yocean%Z#>streame< 021.B47.028 And I least wealthy only in a dreame 021.B47.029 Yet loue thou art blinder then thy selfe in this 021.B47.030 To vex my doue like freinde for mine amisse 021.B47.031 And where my owne gladd trueth may expiate 021.B47.032 Thy wrath, to make her fortune runn my %Ywrath%Z#>fate< 021.B47.033 Soe blinded Iustice doth where favorites fall 021.B47.034 Stricke them theire house theire freindes theire favorites all [CW:Wa'st not] 021.B47.035 Wa'st not enough that y%5u%6 did'st dart thy fiers [f.136v 021.B47.036 Into o%5r% bloode, inflaminge o%5r%6 desiers? 021.B47.037 And mad'st vs sigh, & glow & pant & burne 021.B47.038 And then thy selfe into o%5r%6 flames didst turne 021.B47.039 Wa'st not enough that y%5u%6 didst hazzard vs 021.B47.040 To pathes in Loue, soe darke soe dangerouse 021.B47.041 And those soe Ambushd round w%5th%6 hous=hold spies 021.B47.042 And ouer all thy husbandes towred eyes 021.B47.043 That flam'd w%5th%6 ougly sweate of Ielousie 021.B47.044 Yet went we not still in w%5th%6 Constancie? 021.B47.045 Haue we %Ynot%Z >%5for this%6< kept guards like spye or spye 021.B47.046 Had Correspondencye when the foe stood bye? 021.B47.047 Stolne (more to sweeten them) o%5r%6 many blisses 021.B47.048 Of meetinges, Conference, imbraces kisses? 021.B47.049 Shadow'd w%5th%6 negligence o%5r%6 most respect 021.B47.050 Varied o%5r%6 language through all dialectes 021.B47.051 Of beckes, winkes, lookes, & often vnder boardes 021.B47.052 Spoke dialouges w%5th%6 o%5r%6 feete far fro%M o%5r%6 wordes 021.B47.053 Haue we prou'd all these secretes of o%5r%6 Artes->>Arte< 021.B47.054 Yea the pale inwardes of thy pantinge harts->>harte?< 021.B47.055 And after all this passed Purgatorie 021.B47.056 Shall sadd diuorce make vs the vulger story 021.B47.057 ffirst let o%5r%6 eyes be riuited quite through 021.B47.058 Our turninge braynes, & both o%5r%6 lipps growe too 021.B47.059 Let o%5r%6 Armes claspe like iuye, & o%5r%6 feare 021.B47.060 ffreeze vs together that we may sticke heare 021.B47.061 Till fortune y%5t%6 would rue vs w%5th%6 the deede 021.B47.062 Strayne his eyes open & yet make them bleede [CW:ffor loue.] 021.B47.063 ffor loue it cannot be, whom hetherto [f.137r 021.B47.064 I haue accusd should such a mischeife doe 021.B47.065 O fortune y%5u%6 art worth my least exclayme 021.B47.066 And plauge enough y%5u%6 hast in thine owne shame 021.B47.067 Doe thy greate worst, my freindes & I haue Armes 021.B47.068 Though not agaynst thy stroakes, agaynst thy harmes 021.B47.069 Rend vs a sunder, thou canst not devide 021.B47.070 Our bodies soe, but still o%5r%6 soules are tied 021.B47.071 And we can loue by letters still & giuftes 021.B47.072 And thoughtes & dreames, loue neuer wanteth shiftes. 021.B47.073 I will not looke vppon the quickninge sunn 021.B47.074 But strayte her beautie vnto my sence shall runn 021.B47.075 The ayre shall note her soft, the fier most puer 021.B47.076 Waters suggest her Cleere, & the earth sure 021.B47.077 Time shall not loose o%5r%6 passages, y%5e%6 springe 021.B47.078 Shall tell how fresh o%5r%6 loue was in begin%Minge. 021.B47.079 The sum%Mer how it ripened in the %Yy%Zeare 021.B47.080 And Autumne w%5t%6 o%5r%6 golden haruestes weare 021.B47.081 The winter I'le not thinke on to spite thee 021.B47.082 But count it a lost season, soe shall shee 021.B47.083 And dearest freind since we must p%Pt drowne night 021.B47.084 W%5th%6 hopes of day, burdens well borne are light 021.B47.085 The cold & darknesse longer hange somwhere 021.B47.086 Yet Phebus equallie lightes all the spheare 021.B47.087 And what he cannot in like portion pay 021.B47.088 The world enioes in masse, & soe we may 021.B47.089 Be then euer yo%5r%6 selfe, & let %Ybe%Z#noe woe 021.B47.090 Win on yo%5r% health, yo%5r%6 youth, yo%5r%6 beautie soe. [CW:Declare yo%5r%6] 021.B47.091 Declare yo%5r%6 selfe base fortunes enemie [f.137v 021.B47.092 Noe lesse be yo%5r%6 contempt then Constancie 021.B47.093 That I may grow enamor'd of yo%5r%6 minde 021.B47.094 When my owne thoughtes I there ref*>%Vl