IDENTILIN$$ F050DT2 Dublin 877 (II) (f. 201v-02)/ EWS/o/5-13-86/cor EWS/mf/6-29-92 050.DT2.0HEom 050.DT2.001 Noe spring nor Summer beauty hath such grace 050.DT2.002 As I haue seen->>seene< in one Autumnall face 050.DT2.003 Young beauties force your Loue and thats a rape 050.DT2.004 This doth but counsaile, yet you cannot scape 050.DT2.005 If twere a shame to loue, here t'were noe shame 050.DT2.006 Affection here takes reuerences name 050.DT2.007 Were her first yeares the goulden age? thats true 050.DT2.008 But now shees gold oft tryed and euer new 050.DT2.009 That was her torrid and inflaming tyme 050.DT2.010 This is her tolerable Tropicque Clyme 050.DT2.011 Faire eyes who askes more heat then comes from hence 050.DT2.012 He in a Feauer wishes pestilence 050.DT2.013 Call not those wrincles graues, if graues they were 050.DT2.014 They were Loues graues, for els he is noe where 050.DT2.015 Yet lies not Loue dead here, but here doth sitt 050.DT2.016 Vowed to this trench, lyke to an Anchorite 050.DT2.017 Where till hers, w%5ch%6 must be his death come 050.DT2.018 He doth not digg a graue, but build a tombe 050.DT2.019 Here dwells he though he soiournes euery where 050.DT2.020 In progresse, yet his standing house is here 050.DT2.021 Here where still Euening is, not noone nor night 050.DT2.022 Where noe Voluptuousnes, yet all delight 050.DT2.023 In all her words vnto all hearers fitt 050.DT2.024 You may att Reuells you att Counsaile sitt 050.DT2.025 This is Loues Timber, youth his vnderwood. [CW:The] 050.DT2.026 The richest wyne in Iune inrages blood [f.202 050.DT2.027 But then comes seasonablest, when our tast 050.DT2.028 And appetite to other things is past 050.DT2.029 Xerxes strange Lydian Loue, the plantane tree 050.DT2.030 Was lou'd for age, none being soe fayre as shee 050.DT2.031 Or else because being young Nature did blesse 050.DT2.032 Her youth w%5th%6 ages glory barrennes 050.DT2.033 If wee loue things long sought, Age is a thing 050.DT2.034 That wee are fiftie yeares acompassing 050.DT2.035 If transitory things w.%5ch%6 soone decay 050.DT2.036 Age must be louelyest att the latest day 050.DT2.037 But name not winter faces, whose skinn slack 050.DT2.038 Land as an vnthrifts purse, but a soules sack 050.DT2.039 Whose eyes seeke light w%5th%6in, for all here's shade) 050.DT2.040 Whose mouthes are holes, rather worne out then made 050.DT2.041 Whose euery tooth to a seuerall place is gone 050.DT2.042 To meete their soules att resurrection, 050.DT2.043 Name not those liuing Deaths heads vnto me 050.DT2.044 For theis not ancient but antique be 050.DT2.045 I, hate extreames yet had I rather stay 050.DT2.046 W%5th%6 tombes then Cradles to weare out a day 050.DT2.047 Since such Loues naturall lation is, may still 050.DT2.048 My Loue descend and iourne downe the hill 050.DT2.049 Not panting after growing beauties soe 050.DT2.050 I shall ebb on w%5th%6 those that homeward goe 050.DT2.0SSom 050.DT2.0$$ %1no ind; no stanza breaks; double rule follows poem%2