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V.a.125
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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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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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Burlington, Richard Boyle, Earl of, 1612-1698, compiler.
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Burlington, Richard Boyle, Earl of, 1612-1698, compiler.
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ca. 1630
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ca. 1630
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folio 51 verso || folio 52 recto
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folio 51 verso || folio 52 recto
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Transcription:
A frowne may be sometimes for physicke goode but not for food And for that raging humour there is shure A gentle Cure. why barre you loue of priuat end which neuer should to publique t end ELEGIES XIIII. His parting from her Since she must goe, and I must mourne, come night Enuiron me with darknesse, whilst I write: Shadow that hell vnto me which alone I am to suffer when my soule is gone Haue we for this kept gaurds, like spie o'r Spie? had correspondence whilst the foe stood by, Stolne (more to sweeten them:) our manie blisses of meetinges, conference, imbracmentes kisses Shadow'd with negligence our most respectes Varied our language through all dialects Of beckes. winkes, lookes, and often vnder b [r] oards Spo a ke dialogues with our feet farre from words haue wee prov'd all the secrets of our Art, yea thy pa l e inwards, and thy panting Hart? And after all this passed purgatory must sad divorce make vs the vulger Story ffortune, do thy worst, my friend haue armes Though not against thy Strokes, ageinst the harmes Bend vs, in sunder thou canst not diuide Our bodies so but that our soules are ty'd And we can loue by letters still, and gifts, and thoughts & dreames; loue neuer wanteth shifts I will not looke vpon the quickning Sunne but Straight her bewtie to my [selfe] sense shall runne The ayre shall not her soft the fire more pure Watters suggest her cleare, and the earth shure Time shall not lo [u] se her passages, The Springe how freash our loue was in the begininge page break 52 The Summer, how it ripened, in the yeare; and autumne, what our goulden haruest weare The winter I'll not thinke on to spight thee but count it a lost season so shall shee And this to the comfort of my deare I know my deeds shall still bee what my deedes are now The poles shall moue to teache me ere I start and when I Change my lou. I'll chang my hart Nay if I waxe but Could in my desire Thinke heauen hath motion lost, & the world fire Much more I could. but many words haue made That, oft, suspected, which men would perswade Take th [is] erfore all in this I loue soe true as I will neuer looke for lesse in you, The Comparison As the sweet sweat of Roses in a still as that which from chaf'd muskats pores doth trill As the Almightie balme of th'early East such are the sweat drops of my mistris breast And on ^ her necke her skin such luster sets The seeme no sweat drops. but pearle coronet es
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A frowne may be sometimes for physicke goode but not for food And for that raging humour there is shure A gentle Cure. why barre you loue of priuat end which neuer should to publique t end ELEGIES XIIII. His parting from her Since she must goe, and I must mourne, come night Enuiron me with darknesse, whilst I write: Shadow that hell vnto me which alone I am to suffer when my soule is gone Haue we for this kept gaurds, like spie o'r Spie? had correspondence whilst the foe stood by, Stolne (more to sweeten them:) our manie blisses of meetinges, conference, imbracmentes kisses Shadow'd with negligence our most respectes Varied our language through all dialects Of beckes. winkes, lookes, and often vnder b [r] oards Spo a ke dialogues with our feet farre from words haue wee prov'd all the secrets of our Art, yea thy pa l e inwards, and thy panting Hart? And after all this passed purgatory must sad divorce make vs the vulger Story ffortune, do thy worst, my friend haue armes Though not against thy Strokes, ageinst the harmes Bend vs, in sunder thou canst not diuide Our bodies so but that our soules are ty'd And we can loue by letters still, and gifts, and thoughts & dreames; loue neuer wanteth shifts I will not looke vpon the quickning Sunne but Straight her bewtie to my [selfe] sense shall runne The ayre shall not her soft the fire more pure Watters suggest her cleare, and the earth shure Time shall not lo [u] se her passages, The Springe how freash our loue was in the begininge page break 52 The Summer, how it ripened, in the yeare; and autumne, what our goulden haruest weare The winter I'll not thinke on to spight thee but count it a lost season so shall shee And this to the comfort of my deare I know my deeds shall still bee what my deedes are now The poles shall moue to teache me ere I start and when I Change my lou. I'll chang my hart Nay if I waxe but Could in my desire Thinke heauen hath motion lost, & the world fire Much more I could. but many words haue made That, oft, suspected, which men would perswade Take th [is] erfore all in this I loue soe true as I will neuer looke for lesse in you, The Comparison As the sweet sweat of Roses in a still as that which from chaf'd muskats pores doth trill As the Almightie balme of th'early East such are the sweat drops of my mistris breast And on ^ her necke her skin such luster sets The seeme no sweat drops. but pearle coronet es
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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.