Was CAR then Crashawe; or was Crashawe Car, 1 Since both within one name combinèd are? Yes, Car's Crashawe, he Car; 'tis loue alone Which melts two harts, of both composing one. So Crashaw's still the same: so much desired 5 By strongest witts; so honor'd, so admired; Car was but he that enter'd as a friend With whom he shar'd his thoughtes, and did commend (While yet he liu'd) this worke; they lou'd each other: Sweete Crashawe was his friend; he Crashawe's brother. 10 So Car hath title then; 'twas his intent That what his riches pen'd, poore Car should print; Nor feares he checke, praysing that happie one Who was belou'd by all; disprais'd by none: To witt, being pleas'd with all things, he pleas'd all, 15 Nor would he giue, nor take offence; befall What might, he would possesse himselfe, and liue As deade (deuoyde of interest) t' all might giue Desease t' his well-composèd mynd; fore-stal'd With heauenly riches; which had wholy call'd 20 His thoughts from earth, to liue aboue in th' aire A very bird of paradice. No care Had he of earthly trashe. What might suffice To fitt his soule to heauenly exercise Sufficèd him: and may we guesse his hart 25 By what his lipps brings forth, his onely part Is God and godly thoughtes. Leaues doubt to none But that to whom one God is all; all's one. What he might eate or weare he tooke no thought; His needfull foode he rather found then sought. 30 He seekes no downes, no sheetes, his bed's still made; If he can find a chaire or stoole, he's layd. When Day peepes in, he quitts his restlesse rest, And still, poore soule, before he's vp, he's dre'st. Thus dying did he liue, yet liued to dye 35 In th' Virgin's lappe, to whom he did applye His virgine thoughtes and words, and thence was styld By foes, the chaplaine of the virgine myld, While yet he liued without. His modestie Imparted this to some, and they to me. 40 Liue happie then, deare soule! inioy the rest Eternally by paynes thou purchacedst, While Car must liue in care, who was thy friend, Nor cares he how he liue, so in the end He may inioy his dearest Lord and thee; 45 And sitt and singe more skilfull songs eternally.[1] II. AN EPIGRAMME Vpon the Pictures in the following Poemes, which the Authour first made with his owne hand, admirably well, as may be seene in his Manuscript dedicated to the Right Honourable Lady the L. Denbigh.