Detail View: LUNA: Folger Manuscript Transcriptions Collection: A book of verses collected by me, R. Dungarvan [manuscript].

Digital Image File Name: 
142158
Source Call Number: 
V.a.125
Source Title: 
A book of verses collected by me, R. Dungarvan [manuscript].
Image Details: 
Part I. When reading Part I, Part II is inverted and reversed.
Source Creator: 
Burlington, Richard Boyle, Earl of, 1612-1698, compiler.
Source Created or Published: 
ca. 1630
Physical Description: 
folio 5 verso || folio 6 recto
Digital Image Type: 
FSL collection
Hamnet Catalog Link: 
http://hamnet.folger.edu/cgi-bin/Pwebrecon.cgi?BBID=229445
Transcription: 
I prethee turne that face away Whose splendor but benights my day Sad eyes like mine, & wounded hearts Shun the bright rayes which Beauty darts Vnwellcome is the Sun that pryes Into those shades where Sorrow lyes. Goe shine on happy things. To mee That blessing is a misery Whom thy fierce Sun not warmes but burnes Like that the Sooty Indian turnes He Serue the Night and there confin'd Wish Thee more faire or els more kind HK When I entreat either thou wilt not hear Or else my Suit arriuing at thy eare Cooles & dies there. A Straunge extremitie To freeze it'h Sun, & in the shade to fry Whils't all my blasted hopes decline so soone Tis Euening with mee, though at high Noone For pitty 6 For pitty to thy selfe if not to mee Thinke time will rauish what I loose from thee If my scorch't heart wither through thy delay Thy beauty withers to & swift delay Arrest's thy Youth. So thou whilst I am slighted Wilt' bee to soone with Age or sorrow Nighted. H enry K ing Tell mee you starres that our affections mooue, Why made you mee that cruell one to Loue. Why burnes my heart hir Scorned Sacrifice, Whose breast is hard as Christall could as Ice. God of desier if all thy votaryes Thou thus repay. Succession will grow wise No sighes for Incense at thy shrines shall Smoake Thy rites will bee dispis'd thy Altars broake O or giue her my flame to melt that Snow, Which yet vnthaw'd does on hir bosome growe: Or make mee Ice, & with her christall chaines Bind vp all loue within my froozen veines H enry K ing
Credit: 
Transcriptions made by Shakespeare's World volunteers (shakespearesworld.org), participants in EMROC classes and transcribathons (emroc.hypotheses.org), participants in Folger paleography classes and transcribathons, and Folger docents.