IDENTLINE$$ F151HH4|BoulNar|HM 198|p. 169|mf EWS 1-2-89; Proofed EWS 1/2/89 151.HH4.0HE Elleg upon the Death of m.%5rs%6 Boulstrid [p.169] 151.HH4.001 Language thow art to narrow & to weake 151.HH4.002 to ease us now great sorrowes cannot speake 151.HH4.003 if we could sigh out accents & weepe woords 151.HH4.004 greif wears & lessens, y%5t%6 tears breath affords 151.HH4.005 sad hart y%5e%6 less they seme the more thy are 151.HH4.006 (soe guiltiest men stand mutest att Y%5e%6 barr) 151.HH4.007 not y%5t%6 they know, nor feel not their estate 151.HH4.008 butt extreame sence hath made them desperate 151.HH4.009 sorrow to whome we ow all y%5t%6 wee bee 151.HH4.010 Tirant in y%5e%6 first & greatest Monarchy 151.HH4.011 wast that she did posses all harts before 151.HH4.012 thow hast kild her to make thy Empire more 151.HH4.013 knewest thow some would, y%5t%6 knew her not lament 151.HH4.014 as in A Deluge %1perrish%2 the Innocent 151.HH4.015 wast not enough to haue y:%5t%6 Pallace wone 151.HH4.016 but thow must raze it to, y%5e%6, was undone 151.HH4.017 had thow staide there & lokt out at her Eyes 151.HH4.018 all had ador'd y%5e%6, y%5t%6 now from the flyes 151.HH4.019 for they lett out more sight then they took in 151.HH4.020 they tould not when, but did y%5e%6 day beginn 151.HH4.021 she was too %1Seraphine%2 & cleer for the 151.HH4.022 Clay, flint & Ieatt, now thy fitt dwellings bee 151.HH4.023 alas she was too poore but not too weake 151.HH4.024 who ere saw Christall Ordnance but would breake 151.HH4.025 and if wee be thy Conquest by her fall 151.HH4.026 thast lost thy end for in her perrish all 151.HH4.027 or if we liue, wee liue butt to rebell 151.HH4.028 y%5t%6 know her better now, yett know her well 151.HH4.029 if we should uapour out or pine, or dye 151.HH4.030 since she first went, y%5t%6 weer not miserye 151.HH4.031 she chang'd our world w.%5th%6 hers, now she is gone 151.HH4.032 mirth & prosperity is oppression 151.HH4.033 for of all Morrall uertues she was all 151.HH4.034 that Ethnicks speake of uertues %1Cardinall%2 151.HH4.035 her soule was Paradice, the %1Cherubine%2 151.HH4.036 sett to kepe itt, was grace, y%5t%6 kept out sinne 151.HH4.037 she had no more then lett in death, then wee 151.HH4.038 all reape Corruption from one sinfull Tree 151.HH4.039 God toke her hence least some of us should loue 151.HH4.040 her like y%5e%6 place, him & his Lawes aboue 151.HH4.041 and when wee see his mercy shewne in this 151.HH4.042 twill raise our minds to Heuen wher she is 151.HH4.043 whome if her uertues would haue lett her stay 151.HH4.044 wee had had A Saint, now A Holly day 151.HH4.045 her hart was y%5e%6 strang chest, wher sacred fyre 151.HH4.046 religion did not consume but inspire 151.HH4.047 such pietie, soe chast use of Gods day 151.HH4.048 y%5t%6 what she turn'd to feast, she turn'd to pray 151.HH4.049 and did figure out heer, A deuout tast 151.HH4.050 that rest of her high Saboth that shal%Yt%Z>shall last 151.HH4.051 Angels did hand her up, who next God dwell 151.HH4.052 (for she was of y%5t%6 Order whenc most fell) 151.HH4.053 her bodyes left with us, least some had sed 151.HH4.054 she could not dy, unles they saw her dead 151.HH4.055 for from less uertue, and less beautiousnes 151.HH4.056 the Gentels fram'd their Gods and Goddisses 151.HH4.057 the Rauenous Earth y%5t%6 now woes her to bee 151.HH4.058 Earth too, wilbe Lemnia and the Tree 151.HH4.059 that wraps y%5t%6 Christall in A woodden Tombe 151.HH4.060 shall take up Spruce filled w.%5th%6 %1Diamond%2 151.HH4.061 and we her glad sad friend each bare A part 151.HH4.062 of greife, for all would break A Stoicks Hart 151.HH4.0SS om 151.HH4.$$ om