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Eleg. 7.a|
Tell I haue peace wt thee, warr other Men; [f. 17v]
And when I haue peace, can I leaue thee then?
All other warrs are scrupulous; Only thou
O fayr free Citty, maist thy selfe allow
To any one: In Flanders, who tan tell
Whether ye Maister pres or men rebell?
Only we know, that wch all Ideots say
They beare most blows wch come to part ye fray.
France in her Lunatique giddines did hate
Euer or men, yea and or God of late.
Yet She relyes vpon or Angels well
Wch nere returne; No more then they wch fell.
Sick Ireland is wt a strange warr possest
Like to an Ague; Now raging, now at rest;
Wch time will cure: Yet it must do her good
If she weare purg'd, and her head vayne let blood.
And Midas ioyes or Spanish iourneys giue,
We touch all gold, but find no food to liue.
And I should be in yt hott parching clime
To dust and ashes turnd before my time.
To mew me in a Ship, is to enthrall
Me in a prison, yt weare like to fall.
Or in a Cloyster; save yt ther men dwell
In a calme heauen, here in a swaggering hell.
Long Voyages are long consumptions
And Ships are carts for executions.
Yea they are Deaths; ist not all one to fly
Into an other World, as t'is to dy?
Here let me warr; in these armes let me ly
Here let me parle, batter, bleede, & dy.
Thy armes imprison me, and myne armes thee,
Thy hart thy ransome is, take myne for mee.
Other men war that they ther rest may gayne
But we will rest yt we may fight agayne.
Those warrs the'ignorant, these th'experienc'd love
There we are allwayes vnder, here above.
There Engines farr of breed a iust trew feare,
Neere thrusts, pikes, stabs, yea bullets hurt not here.
There-lyes are wrongs; here safe vprightly ly;
There men kill men, we'will make one by & by.