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Is Death so cunning now that all her blowe Aymes at the heade? Doth now her wary Bowe Make surer worke than heertofore? The steele Slew warlike heroes onely in the heele. New found out slights, when men themselves begin To be theyr proper Fates by new found sinne. Tis cowardize to make a wound so sure; No Art in killing where no Art can cure. Was it for hate of learning that she smote This upper shoppe where all the Muses wrought? Learning shall crosse her drift, and duly trie All wayes and meanes of immortalitie. Because her heade was crusht, doth shee desire Our equall shame? In vayne she doth aspire. No: noe: Wee know where ere shee make a breach Her poysened Sting onely the Heele can reach. Looke on the Soule of man, the very Heart; The Head itselfe is but a lower parte: Yet hath shee straynde her utmost tyranny, And done her worst in that she came so high. Had she reservde this stroke for haughty men, For politique Contrivers; justly then The Punishment were matcht with the offence: But when Humility and Innocence So indiscreetly in the Heade are hitt, Death hath done Murther, and shall die for itt: Thinke it no Favour showne because the Braine Is voyde of sence, and therefore free from payne. Thinke it noe kindness when so stealingly He rather seemde to jest away than die, And like that Innocent, the Widdows childe Cryde out, My head, my head: and so it dyde. Thinke it was rather double cruelty, Slaughter intended on his Name, that Hee Whose thoughts were nothing taynted, nothing vayne, Might seeme to hide Corruption in his brayne. How easy might this Blott bee wipte away If any Pen his worth could open lay? For which those Harlott-prayses, which wee reare In common dust, as much too slender are As great for others. Boasting Elegies Must here bee dumbe. Desert that overweighs All our Reward stoppes all our Prayse: lest wee Might seeme to give alike to Them and Thee: Wherfore an humble Verse, and such a strayne As mine will hide the truth while others fayne.
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