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Sometimes her levell'd eyes their carriage ride,
Her hair, nor loose, nor ty'd in formal plat,
A thousand favours from a maund 6 she drew
Of folded schedules had she many a one,
♦ levell'd eyes, &c.] An allusion to a piece of ordnance. sheav'd] i. e. straw.
maund] i.e. hand basket.
Bidding them find their sepulchres in mud;
These often bath'd she in her fluxive eyes, And often kiss'd, and often 'gan 9 to tear; Cried, "O false blood! thou register of lies, "What unapproved witness dost thou bear! "Ink would have seem'd more black and damned here!"
This said, in top of rage the lines she rents,
A reverend man that graz'd his cattle nigh,
So slides he down upon his grained bat, 11
7 sleided] i. e. raw, untwisted.
feut] i.e. neatly, curiously.
9 'gan] Malone's conjecture for "gave."
fancy] i. e. enamoured one : fancy occurs several times
in this vol. in the sense of love.
1 bat] i. e. club.
Her grievance with his hearing to divide :
“though in me you behold
"Father," she says, "The injury of many a blasting hour, "Let it not tell your judgment I am old; "Not age, but sorrow, over me hath power: "I might as yet have been a spreading flower, “Fresh to myself, if I had self-applied "Love to myself, and to no love beside.
"But woe is me! too early I attended “A youthful suit (it was to gain my grace) "Of one by nature's outwards so commended, "That maiden's eyes stuck over all his face: "Love lack'd a dwelling, and made him her place; "And when in his fair parts she did abide, "She was new lodg'd, and newly deified.
"His browny locks did hang in crooked curls; “And every light occasion of the wind "Upon his lips their silken parcels hurls. "What's sweet to do, to do will aptly find: "Each eye that saw him did enchant the mind; "For on his visage was in little drawn, "What largeness thinks in paradise was sawn.19
12 sawn] i. e. sown.
"Small show of man was yet upon his chin; "His phoenix down began but to appear, "Like unshorn velvet, on that termless skin, "Whose bare out-bragg'd the web it seem'd to
"Yet show'd his visage by that cost most dear; "And nice affections wavering stood in doubt "If best 'twere as it was, or best without.
"His qualities were beauteous as his form, "For maiden-tongued he was, and thereof free; "Yet, if men mov'd him, was he such a storm "As oft 'twixt May and April is to see, "When winds breathe sweet, unruly though they be. "His rudeness so with his authoriz'd youth, "Did livery falseness in a pride of truth.
"Well could he ride, and often men would say "That horse his mettle from his rider takes : "Proud of subjection, noble by the sway, "What rounds, what bounds, what course, what stop he makes!
"And controversy hence a question takes, . Whether the horse by him became his deed, "Or he his manage by the well-doing steed.
"But quickly on this side the verdict went;
Accomplish'd in himself, not in his case:
Her grievance with his hearing to dividir place, If that from him there may be aught arrim Which may her suffering ecstasy assuar him. 'Tis promis'd in the charity of age.