IDENTILIN$$ F149B47|Mark|BL Stowe 962|ff. 48-49|EWS Original 8-10-85 149.B47.0HE Vpon the death of the La: Markham./ 149.B47.001 Man is the world and death the ocean [f. 48] 149.B47.002 to w%5ch%6 god giues the lower p%Pt of man 149.B47.003 this sea environs all, and though as %Yit%Z yet 149.B47.004 god haue set marks & bounds twixt vs & it 149.B47.005 yet doth weare, & gnaw, & still p%5r%6tend 149.B47.006 & breake our brayne, when ere it taks a freind 149.B47.007 then o%5r%6 land waters, (tears of passion) vent 149.B47.008 our waters then aboue o%5r%6 firmament: [cw: teares w%5ch%6 o%5r%6] 149.B47.009 Teares w%5ch%6 %Yfo%Z o%5r%6 soule doth for her sin let fall, [f. 48v] 149.B47.010 take all a brackish tast, & funerall. 149.B47.011 and euen these teares w%5ch%6 should wash sin, are sin, 149.B47.012 we after gods Noe drowne the world agayne 149.B47.013 nothinge but man of all envenomd things 149.B47.014 doth worke vpon it selfe, w%5th%6 inborne stings. 149.B47.015 Teares are false spectacles, we cannot see 149.B47.016 through passions mist, w%5t%6 we are, or w%5ts%6 shee. 149.B47.017 in her this sea of death hath made no breach 149.B47.018 but as the Tide doth wash the slimy breach 149.B47.019 and leaues imbroydered worke vpon y%5e%6 sand, 149.B47.020 so is her flesh refined by deaths cold hand. 149.B47.021 as men of Chyna, after an ages stay 149.B47.022 doe take vp porcelane where they buried clay 149.B47.023 soe at this graue, her limbecke, w%5ch%6 refines 149.B47.024 the diamonds, rubies, saphires, pearles, & mines, 149.B47.025 of w%5ch%6 ther flesh was, her sould shall inspier 149.B47.026 flesh of such stuffe, as god, when his last fire 149.B47.027 annulles this world, to recompence it shall 149.B47.028 make, & name then the elixer of this all. 149.B47.029 They say the sea when it gaynes it looseth too: 149.B47.030 If Card->Carnall death, the younger brother, doe 149.B47.031 Vsurpe the body, o%5r%6 soule, w%5ch%6 subiect is 149.B47.032 to the'lder by sin, is freed by this: 149.B47.033 they perish both, when they attempt y%5e%6 Iust 149.B47.034 for graues or trophees are, & both deaths dust 149.B47.035 so vnobnoxious, that shee hath buried both 149.B47.036 for non to deaths sins, that to sin is loath 149.B47.037 nor doe they die, w%5ch%6 are not loath to die 149.B47.038 soe hath shee this & that virginitie: 149.B47.039 grace was in her extreamely diligent 149.B47.040 from sin it kept her, yet made her %Ye%Z repent [cw: of w%5t%6 smal] 149.B47.041 Of w%5t%6 smale spotts pure white complaynes, alas [f. 49] 149.B47.042 how litle poyson breaks a Cristall glasse? 149.B47.043 she sinned but iust enough to lett vs see 149.B47.044 that gods word must be true, all sinners be 149.B47.045 Thus much did zeale, her conscience rarifie 149.B47.046 that extreame trueth %Ywant%Z ^\lackt litle of a lie 149.B47.047 makinge omissions acts, layinge the %Ytoueth%Z ^\tuch 149.B47.048 of sin, on things that sometimes may be such 149.B47.049 As Moses Cherubines, whose natures doe 149.B47.050 sup->surpasse all speed, by him are winged too, 149.B47.051 soe would her loue, already in heauen, seeme then 149.B47.052 to climbe by teares, the com%Mon stayres of men: 149.B47.053 how fitt shee was for god, I am Content 149.B47.054 to speake, that death his vayne hast may repent 149.B47.055 how fitt for vs, how euen, & how sweete 149.B47.056 how good in all her titles and how meet 149.B47.057 to haue reformed this froward heresie 149.B47.058 (that weomen can not->noe part of freindshipp be) 149.B47.059 how morall, how deuine, shall not be told 149.B47.060 least they that heare her vertues thinke her old 149.B47.061 and least we take deathes part & make him glad 149.B47.062 of such a pray, and to his trophees add./ 149.B47.$$ Heading is scribal