IDENTILIN$$  F146H03|Sorrow|Harvard fMS Eng 966.1(Carnaby)|pp.90-91
146.H03.0HE  Elegie
146.H03.001  Sorrowe whoe to this house scarce knew the way
146.H03.002  Is (oh) Heire of it, our all is his prey
146.H03.003  This change->Srange change claimes stronge wonder, and to vs
146.H03.004  Nothinge can be soe Strange, as to wee thus
146.H03.005  T'is well his liues loud speakeinge workes deserue
146.H03.006  And giue him praise too, our cold tongue could not serue
146.H03.007  T'is well he kept teares from our eyes before
146.H03.008  That to fitt this deep ill we might haue store
146.H03.009  Oh if a sweet tryar clyme vp by a tree
146.H03.010  If to a Paradice that transplanted be
146.H03.011  Or feld and burnt for holy Sacrifice
146.H03.012  Yet that muste wither which by it did rise
146.H03.013  As wee for him dead; thoughe noe familie
146.H03.014  E're rigd' a Soule for heauens discouery
146.H03.015  W%5th%6 whome more venterrers more boldly darre
146.H03.016  Venter their States with him in Joy to share
146.H03.017  Wee loose that all freinds loud' him he gaines nowe
146.H03.018  But lif by deathe, whiche worste foes would allowe
146.H03 019  If he could haue foes in whose practice grew
146.H03.020  All vertues, whose name Subtill Schoolemen knew
146.H03.021  What ease can hope that we shall see him begett
146.H03.022  When wee muste dye first and cannot dye yett
146.H03.023  His children are his pictures, oh they bee
146.H03.024  Pictures of him dead, senses, cold as hee
146.H03.025  Here need noe Marble Stone since hee is gone
146.H03.026  Hee and about him his, are turnd' to Stone.
146.H03.0SS  J. D.
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