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(_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. _

SIR,

_I Presume you rather try what you can doe in me, then what I can
doe in verse; you know my uttermost when it was best, and even then
I did best when I had least truth for my subjects. In this present
case there is so much truth as it defeats all Poetry.
Call therefore this paper by what name you will, and, if it bee not
worthy of him, nor of you, nor of mee, smother it, and bee that the
sacrifice. If you had commanded mee to have waited on his body to
Scotland and preached there, I would have embraced the obligation
with more alacrity; But, I thanke you that you would command me
that which I was loath to doe, for, even that hath given a
tincture of merit to the obedience of_

Your poore friend and
servant in Christ Jesus

I. D.


[2 verse; _1635-69:_ verse, _1633_]

[3 best] at the best _A18_, _TCC_

subjects. _1635-69:_ subjects, _1633:_ subject, _A18_, _TCC_]

[6-7 of him . . . sacrifice. _1635-69:_ of you nor of him, we
will smother it, and be it your sacrifice. _1633:_ of him, nor
of you, nor of anye; smother it, and bee that the sacrifice.
_A18_, _TCC_]

[9 the _1635-69:_ your _1633_, _A18_, _TCC_

more] much _1633_]

[10 loath] loather _1633_]

in Christ Jesus] _om. _ _A18_, _TCC_]




Whether that soule which now comes up to you
Fill any former ranke or make a new;
Whether it take a name nam'd there before,
Or be a name it selfe, and _order_ more
Then was in heaven till now; (for may not hee 5
Bee so, if every severall Angell bee
A _kind_ alone? ) What ever order grow
Greater by him in heaven, wee doe not so.
One of your orders growes by his accesse;
But, by his losse grow all our _orders_ lesse; 10
The name of _Father_, _Master_, _Friend_, the name
Of _Subject_ and of _Prince_, in one are lame;
Faire mirth is dampt, and conversation black,
The _household_ widdow'd, and the _garter_ slack;
The _Chappell_ wants an eare, _Councell_ a tongue; 15
_Story_, a theame; and _Musicke_ lacks a song;
Blest _order_ that hath him! the losse of him
Gangreend all _Orders_ here; all lost a limbe.
Never made body such hast to confesse
What a soule was; All former comelinesse 20
Fled, in a minute, when the soule was gone,
And, having lost that beauty, would have none;
So fell our _Monasteries_, in one instant growne
Not to lesse houses, but, to heapes of stone;
So sent this body that faire forme it wore, 25
Unto the spheare of formes, and doth (before
His soule shall fill up his sepulchrall stone,)
Anticipate a Resurrection;
For, as in his fame, now, his soule is here,
So, in the forme thereof his bodie's there.