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151.00G.0HE  E%9legie%0. XI.
151.00G.001  L%+Anguage thou art too narrow, and too weak
151.00G.002  To ease us now, great sorows cannot speak.
151.00G.003  If we could sigh out accents, and weep words,
151.00G.004  Grief weares, & lessens, that tears breath affords,
151.00G.005  Sad hearts, the less they seem, the more they are,
151.00G.006  (So guiltiest men stand mutest at the bar)
151.00G.007  Not that they know not, feel not their estate,
151.00G.008  But extreme sense hath made them desperate;
151.00G.009  Sorrow to whom we ow all that we be;
151.00G.010  Tyrant in the fifth and greatest Monarchy,
151.00G.011  Was't that she did possess all hearts before,
151.00G.012  Thou hast kill'd her, to make thy Empire more?
151.00G.013  Knew'st thou some would, that knew her not, lament,
151.00G.014  As in a deluge perish th'innocent?
151.00G.015  Was't not enough to have that palace won,
151.00G.016  But thou must raze it too, that was undone?
151.00G.017  Hadst thou staid there, and look't out at her eyes,
151.00G.018  All had ador'd thee, that now from thee flies,
151.00G.019  For they let out more light than they took in,
151.00G.020  They told not when, but did the day begin;
151.00G.021  She was too Saphirine, and clear for thee;
151.00G.022  Clay, flint, and jeat now thy fit dwellings be;
151.00G.023  Alas, she was too pure, but not too weak;
151.00G.024  Who e'r saw Crystal Ordinance but would break?
151.00G.025  And if we be thy conquest, by her fall
151.00G.026  Th'hast lost thy end, in her we perish all:
151.00G.027  Or if we live, we live but to rebell,
151.00G.028  That know her better now, who knew her well.
151.00G.029  If we should vapour out, and pine and dy;
151.00G.030  Since she first went that were not misery: [CW:She]
151.00G.031  She chang'd our world with hers: now she is gone, [p.80]
151.00G.032  Mirth and prosperity is oppression:
151.00G.033  For of all moral vertues she was all,
151.00G.034  That Ethicks speake of vertues cardinal:
151.00G.035  Her soul was Paradise: the Cherubin
151.00G.036  Set to keep it was grace, that kept out sin:
151.00G.037  She had no more; then let in death for we
151.00G.038  All reap consumption from one fruitful tree:
151.00G.039  God took her hence, lest some of us should love
151.00G.040  Her, like that plant, him and his laws above:
151.00G.041  And when we tears, he mercy shed in this,
151.00G.042  To raise our mindes to heaven, where now she is:
151.00G.043  Who if her vertues would have let her stay
151.00G.044  We'had had a Saint, have now a holiday.
151.00G.045  Her heart was that strange bush, where, sacred fire,
151.00G.046  Religion, did not consume, but'inspire
151.00G.047  Such piety, so chaste use of God's day,
151.00G.048  That what we turn to feast, she turn'd to pray,
151.00G.049  And did prefigure here, in devout taste,
151.00G.050  The rest of her high Sabbath, which shall last.
151.00G.051  Angels did hand her up, who next God dwell,
151.00G.052  (For she was of that order whence most fell)
151.00G.053  Her bodie's left with us, lest some had said,
151.00G.054  She could not die, except they saw her dead;
151.00G.055  For from less virtue, and less beauteousness,
151.00G.056  The Gentiles fram'd them Gods and Goddesses,
151.00G.057  The ravenous earth that now woo's her to be
151.00G.058  Earth too, will be a %1Lemnia%2; and the tree
151.00G.059  That wraps that Crystal in a wooden Tomb,
151.00G.060  Shall be took up spruce, fill'd with diamond:
151.00G.061  And we her sad glad friends all bear a part
151.00G.062  Of grief, for all would break a Stoicks heart. [CW:E%9leg%0.]
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