[36 that kept out] to keep out _HN_, _P_
sinne. _Ed:_ sinne; _1633-69_]
[37 She had no more; then let in death for we _1669_]
[38 tree. _Ed:_ tree; _1633-69_]
[41-2 And when we see his mercy shewne in this 'Twill _&c._
_S_]
[44 holiday. _Ed:_ holiday; _1633-69_
_All the MSS. omit_ have, _but O'F inserts it later_]
[48 That what _1633-69:_ That when _HN_
turne] turn'd _Cy_, _HN_, _P_, _S96_
to _feast_, _Ed:_ to feast, _1633-69_
feast] feasts _L74_, _N_, _O'F_, _TC_
to _pray_, _Ed:_ to pray, _1633-69_]
[50 last.] last; _1633_]
[53 Her body left _1633_, _A18_, _HN_, _N_, _TC:_ Her bodie's
left _1635-69_]
[56 fram'd] fain'd _Cy_, _P:_ form'd _H40_, _HN_]
[57 wooes] woes _1633_
be] be, _1633_]
[58 _All the MSS. omit_ a _before_ Lemnia, _but O'F inserts_]
[61 sad glad _1633-69:_ glad sad _B_, _Cy_, _L74_, _N_, _O'F_,
_P_, _S_, _S96_]
[62 waste _1633_, _A18_, _Cy_, _H40_, _HN_, _L74_, _N_, _P_,
_TC:_ breake _1635-69_, _B_, _O'F_]
_Elegie on the L. C._
Sorrow, who to this house scarce knew the way:
Is, Oh, heire of it, our All is his prey.
This strange chance claimes strange wonder, and to us
Nothing can be so strange, as to weepe thus.
'Tis well his lifes loud speaking workes deserve, 5
And give praise too, our cold tongues could not serve:
'Tis well, hee kept teares from our eyes before,
That to fit this deepe ill, we might have store.
Oh, if a sweet briar, climbe up by'a tree,
If to a paradise that transplanted bee, 10
Or fell'd, and burnt for holy sacrifice,
Yet, that must wither, which by it did rise,
As we for him dead: though no familie
Ere rigg'd a soule for heavens discoverie
With whom more Venturers more boldly dare 15
Venture their states, with him in joy to share.
Wee lose what all friends lov'd, him; he gaines now
But life by death, which worst foes would allow,
If hee could have foes, in whose practise grew
All vertues, whose names subtile Schoolmen knew. 20
What ease, can hope that wee shall see'him, beget,
When wee must die first, and cannot dye yet?
His children are his pictures, Oh they bee
Pictures of him dead, senselesse, cold as he.
Here needs no marble Tombe, since hee is gone, 25
He, and about him, his, are turn'd to stone.
[Elegie _&c._ _1635-69_, _following_ Death be not proud (_p._
422): Elegie, Funerall Elegie, _or no title_, _B_, _Cy_, _HN_,
_O'F_, _S96:_ Elegie VI. (_being placed among the_ Elegies)
_1633:_ Elegie. (_being eighth among_ Elegies) _D_, _H49_,
_Lec:_ Elegia tercia. _S:_ Elegie XIII^a. _JC_, _W_]
[1 who _1633-39:_ that _1650-69_]
[2 prey. _1633:_ prey, _1633-54:_ Pay. _1669_]
[4 thus. _1669:_ thus; _1633-54_]
[13 dead: _1633-69:_ dead. _HN_, _Grolier_]
[16 Venture their states] Venter estates _B_
share. _D_, _H49_, _Lec_, _W:_ share _1633:_ share, _1635-69_,
_Chambers and Grolier_. _See note_]
[17 him;] him, _1633_]
[20 names] name _1635-69_
knew. _Ed:_ knew; _1635-69_]
[24 he. _1650-69:_ he, _1633-39_]
_An hymne to the Saints, and to Marquesse Hamylton._
_To Sir Robert Carr._