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armes, _1635-69_, _H40_, _O'F_, _P_, _S_, _TCD:_ charmes _H-K_
(_Grosart and Chambers_)]

[69 Rend us in sunder, _1669 and MSS. :_ Bend us, in sunder
_1635-54_]

[72 shifts. _1635:_ shifts, _1639-69_]

[76 Water _H40_, _P_, _TCD:_ Waters _1635-69_, _A25_, _S96_

sure. _Ed:_ sure; _1635-69_]

[77 Time] Times _H40_, _TCD_

Spring _Ed:_ spring _1635-69_]

[79 ripened in the eare; _B_, _H40_, _O'F_, _P_, _S96_, _TCD:_
ripened in the yeare; _1635:_ inripened the yeare; _1639-69_]

[83-94 _omit_ _1635-54_, _A25_, _B_]

[85 Though _H40_, _P_, _TCD:_ The _1669_, _S96_]

[87 he . . . Portions _Ed:_ he . . . portions _H40:_ he . . .
portion _O'F_, _P_, _TCD:_ we . . .
Portion _1669:_ he can't in
like proportion _H-K_ (_Grosart_)]

[88 enjoyes] yet joys _H40_]

[89 ever your] your fayrest _H40_, _TCD_]

[92 by your contempt then constancy: _H40_, _S96:_ be your
contempt then constancy: _O'F_, _H-K_ (_Grosart_), _P_, _TCD:_
be your contempt then her inconstancy: _1669_]

[94 there reflected _H40_, _O'F_, _P_, _S_, _TCD:_ here
neglected _1669:_ there neglected _H-K_ (_Grosart, probably
wrongly_)]

[95-104 _om. TCD_]

[95 For _H40, S96:_ And _1635-69_]

[96 my words are now; _H40, P:_ my deeds are now; _1635-69,
O'F, S96:_ my thoughts are now; _A25_]

[102 oft, _1633-54:_ oft _1669_

would _1635-54, A25, B, H40, O'F, S96: _ most _1669_]




ELEGIE XIII.

_Iulia. _

Harke newes, o envy, thou shalt heare descry'd
My _Iulia_; who as yet was ne'r envy'd.
To vomit gall in slander, swell her vaines
With calumny, that hell it selfe disdaines,
Is her continuall practice; does her best, 5
To teare opinion even out of the brest
Of dearest friends, and (which is worse than vilde)
Sticks jealousie in wedlock; her owne childe
Scapes not the showres of envie, To repeate
The monstrous fashions, how, were, alive, to eate 10
Deare reputation. Would to God she were
But halfe so loath to act vice, as to heare
My milde reproofe. Liv'd _Mantuan_ now againe,
That foemall Mastix, to limme with his penne
This she _Chymera_, that hath eyes of fire, 15
Burning with anger, anger feeds desire,
Tongued like the night-crow, whose ill boding cries
Give out for nothing but new injuries,
Her breath like to the juice in _Tenarus_
That blasts the springs, though ne'r so prosperous, 20
Her hands, I know not how, us'd more to spill
The food of others, then her selfe to fill.
But oh her minde, that _Orcus_, which includes
Legions of mischiefs, countlesse multitudes
Of formlesse curses, projects unmade up, 25
Abuses yet unfashion'd, thoughts corrupt,
Mishapen Cavils, palpable untroths,
Inevitable errours, self-accusing oaths:
These, like those Atoms swarming in the Sunne,
Throng in her bosome for creation. 30
I blush to give her halfe her due; yet say,
No poyson's halfe so bad as _Iulia_.


[Elegie XIII. _&c. Ed:_ Eleg. XV. _&c. 1635-54:_ Elegie XV.
_1669:_ Iulia.