IDENTILIN$$ F050C02 Add. ms. 5778\ff.59v-60v\TJS/mf/3-5-92\P:EWS\o\6-15-92\C:JSC
050.C02.0HE %1Elegie Autumnall%2.
050.C02.001 No springe, nor Summer Beauty, hath such grace,
050.C02.002 As I haue seene in one Autumnall Face,
050.C02.003 Yong Beautyes force our loue, & that's a Rape,
050.C02.004 Thys doth but Councell, yet yo%5w%6 cannott scape,
050.C02.005 Yf t'weare a shame to loue, here t'were noe shame,
050.C02.006 Affliction here takes Reverences name.
050.C02.007 Were her first yeares the golden Age? Thats true,
050.C02.008 But now shee's gold oft tryde, and ever new.
050.C02.009 That was her Torrid, and in flaymeinge Tyme,
050.C02.010 Thys ys her tolerable Tropique Clyme.
050.C02.011 Fayre eyes, who askes more heate, then Comes from hence,
050.C02.012 Hee in a Feaver wishes Pestilence.| [CW:/(Call not.]
050.C02.013 Call not these Wrinckles Graves, yf Graves they weare [f.60r
050.C02.014 They weare loues graves, ffor els hee ys no where;|
050.C02.015 Yett lyes not loue dead here, but here doth sitt,
050.C02.016 Vowed to hys Trench, lyke an Anachoritt,
050.C02.017 And here till hers, W%5ch%6 must be hys death, Come,
050.C02.018 Hee doth not digge a Grave, but Builde a Tombe.
050.C02.019 Here dwells hee, though he soiourne everywhere,
050.C02.020 In progresse, yett his standinge house ys %Ych%Z->here,
050.C02.021 Here, where still Eveninge ys, not Noone, nor Night.
050.C02.022 Where noe voluptuousnes, yett all delight.
050.C02.023 In all her words, vnto all hearers fitt,
050.C02.024 You may att Revells, yo%5w%6 may att Connsell sitt.
050.C02.025 Thys ys Loues Tymber, youth hys vnderwood,
050.C02.026 There hee, as wine in Iune breeds Blood,
050.C02.027 W%5ch%6 then comes seasonablest, when our Tast
050.C02.028 And appetytes to other Things ys past.
050.C02.029 Zerxes strange Lydian loue, the Platane Tree,
050.C02.030 Was lov'd for age, none beinge so large as shee,
050.C02.031 Or else, because beeinge yong, Nature did blesse
050.C02.032 Her youth, w%5th%6 Ages glorye, Barrennes,
050.C02.033 Yf we loue Things long sought. Age ys a Thynge
050.C02.034 W%5ch%6 wee are Fyftye yeares in Compassinge.
050.C02.035 Yf transitorye Things, w%5ch%6 soone decay,
050.C02.036 Age must be lovelyest at the latest day;
050.C02.037 But name not Winter Faces, whose skins slacke,
050.C02.038 Lancke as an vnthrifts purse, but a Soules sacke,
050.C02.039 Whose eyes seeke light w%5th%6in; For all here ys shade,
050.C02.040 Whose Mouthes are holes, rather worne out, then made,
050.C02.041 Whose every Tooth to a severall place ys gone,
050.C02.042 To vexe theyre Soules at Resurrection.
050.C02.043 Name not these liveinge Deathes heads vnto Mee,
050.C02.044 For these not antient, but Antique bee;
050.C02.045 I hate extreames, yet I had rather Stay,
050.C02.046 W%5th%6 Tombes then Cradles to weare out a%A day. [CW:/(Since.]
050.C02.047 Since such loues naturall statyon ys, May still [f.60v
050.C02.048 My loue descend and Iorney downe the hill,
050.C02.049 Not pantinge after growninge Beautyes, soe
050.C02.050 I shall ebb on w%5th%6 them, who homewards goe.
050.C02.0SS [diagonal slash]
050.C02.0$$ %1no ind; follows ValName & prec. Twick%2