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LUNA: Folger Manuscript Transcriptions Collection
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Source Call Number:
V.a.125
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V.a.125
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Source Title:
A book of verses collected by me, R. Dungarvan [manuscript].
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A book of verses collected by me, R. Dungarvan [manuscript].
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Image Details:
Part I. When reading Part I, Part II is inverted and reversed.
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Part I. When reading Part I, Part II is inverted and reversed.
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Source Creator:
Burlington, Richard Boyle, Earl of, 1612-1698, compiler.
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Burlington, Richard Boyle, Earl of, 1612-1698, compiler.
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Source Created or Published:
ca. 1630
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ca. 1630
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Physical Description:
folio 41 verso || folio 42 recto
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folio 41 verso || folio 42 recto
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FSL collection
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http://hamnet.folger.edu/cgi-bin/Pwebrecon.cgi?BBID=229445
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Transcription:
Thy sword and belt to, though twere to bee fear'd Thoud'st looke much like a groome [1] 3 months casheird Mend Robin mend cold I cause thy retreat I shold at once soe many Deuils cheate As my thrice happy verse meight allmost braue That wise discoure that did 3 thousand saue. line divider R H E. page break 42. On a Gentlewoeman like his M rs Faire coppy of my Cælias face Twinne of my soule thy perfect grace Claimes in my Soule an equall place Disdaine not a diuided heart Though all bee hers you shall haue part Loue is not bid to rules of art. For as my Soule first to her flew Yet Stayde with mee; so now tis true It dwels with her though fled to you Then enterteine this wandring guest And is not loue allowe it rest It left not but mistooke the nest To lead or brasse or Some such bad Mettell, a Princes Stamp may ad The valew which it neuer had But to the pure refined ore The Stamp of Kings imparts noe more Worth, then the mettell had before Onely the Image giues a rate To subiects in a forrein state Its pris'd as much for its owne weight
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Thy sword and belt to, though twere to bee fear'd Thoud'st looke much like a groome [1] 3 months casheird Mend Robin mend cold I cause thy retreat I shold at once soe many Deuils cheate As my thrice happy verse meight allmost braue That wise discoure that did 3 thousand saue. line divider R H E. page break 42. On a Gentlewoeman like his M rs Faire coppy of my Cælias face Twinne of my soule thy perfect grace Claimes in my Soule an equall place Disdaine not a diuided heart Though all bee hers you shall haue part Loue is not bid to rules of art. For as my Soule first to her flew Yet Stayde with mee; so now tis true It dwels with her though fled to you Then enterteine this wandring guest And is not loue allowe it rest It left not but mistooke the nest To lead or brasse or Some such bad Mettell, a Princes Stamp may ad The valew which it neuer had But to the pure refined ore The Stamp of Kings imparts noe more Worth, then the mettell had before Onely the Image giues a rate To subiects in a forrein state Its pris'd as much for its owne weight
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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.