IDENTILIN$$ F050NP1 Portland ms PwV 37 (pp.116-17mod)/TJS/mf/3-16-92/cor EWS/o/6-12-92
050.NP1.0HE %X%1The Elogy of an Autumnall Face%2.
050.NP1.001 No spring, nor Sum%Mer Beauty hath such Grace->>grace<,
050.NP1.002 As I have seene in an Autu%Mmnall Face.
050.NP1.003 Yong Beauties force a love, and that's a Rape;
050.NP1.004 This doth but Councell, Yett thou canst not scape.
050.NP1.005 If 'twere a shame to love, Here 'twere no shame,
050.NP1.006 Affection here takes reverences->>Reverences< Name.
050.NP1.007 Were her first yeares y%5e%6 Golden Age? 'Tis true,
050.NP1.008 But now shee's Gold oft tried, and ever new.
050.NP1.009 That was her Torrid, and Inflaming Time;
050.NP1.010 This is her Tolerable Topique Clime.
050.NP1.011 Faire Eies! Who asks more heates then comes from hence,
050.NP1.012 Hee in a Feaver wisheth Pestilence.
050.NP1.013 Call not those Wrinckles Graves; If Graves they were,
050.NP1.014 They were Loves Graves, or else Hee is no where.
050.NP1.015 Yett lies not Love Dead here, but Hee doth sitt
050.NP1.016 Vow'd to his Trench like a chast %1Anchorett%2:
050.NP1.017 And Here till Hers (w%5ch%6 must bee His Death) come,
050.NP1.018 Hee doth not digg a Grave, but build a Toombe.
050.NP1.019 Here Dwells Hee, though Hee Sojourne every where
050.NP1.020 In Progresse, yett his standing House is Here;
050.NP1.021 Here, where still Evening is, not Noone, nor Night:,
050.NP1.022 Where no Voluptuousnes, yett all Delight.
050.NP1.023 In all her words, unto her Hearers fitt; [p.117
050.NP1.024 You may att Revells, or att Councell sitt.
050.NP1.025 This is Loves Timber, Youth his Underwood;
050.NP1.026 There, Hee (as Wine in %1Iune%2) enrageth blood:
050.NP1.027 W%5ch%6 then comes seasonablest, when o%5r%6 tast
050.NP1.028 And appetite to other things is past.
050.NP1.029 %1%JXerxes%2%K. strange %1Lydian%2 Love, y%5e%6 %1Platane%2 Tree
050.NP1.030 Was lov'd for Age, none beeing so Large as Shee:
050.NP1.031 Or else because being Yong, Nature did blesse
050.NP1.032 Her Youth (w%5th%6 %Y(%ZAges Glory->>glory<) Barrennes.
050.NP1.033 If wee love things long sought, Age is a thing
050.NP1.034 W%5ch%6 wee are fifty yeares in compassing;
050.NP1.035 If Transitory things w%5ch%6 soone decay,
050.NP1.036 Age must bee loveliest att y%5e%6 latest day.
050.NP1.037 But name not winter->>Winter< Faces, whose Skinne's slack,
050.NP1.038 Lanke as an Unthrifts Purse, but a Soules Sack;
050.NP1.039 Whose Eies seeke Light within, for all here's shade,
050.NP1.040 Whose Mouths are Holes rather worne out then made:
050.NP1.041 Whose every Tooth to a severall place is gone,
050.NP1.042 To vexe their Soules att Resurrection.
050.NP1.043 Name not these Living Death's-Heads unto Mee
050.NP1.044 For these not Auncients, but Antiques bee.
050.NP1.045 I hate extremes; Yett I had rather stay
050.NP1.046 W%5th%6 Toombes then Cradles to weare out a Day;
050.NP1.047 Since such Loves naturall Lation is, may still
050.NP1.048 My Love descend, and journey downe y%5e%6 Hill,
050.NP1.049 Not panting after growing Beauties: So 
050.NP1.050 I shall ebbe on w%5th%6 them w%5ch%6 homeward goe.
050.NP1.0SS D%5r%6 Donne. [left of HE]
050.NP1.0$$ %1lines 11, 33, 49, 50 ind; running HE%2 Panegyricks.