IDENTILIN$$  F050TT1 Dalhousie 1 \f.33v\EWS\o\10 Dec. 1986
050.TT1.0HE  %1Widdowe Her%2 /%1I D%2
050.TT1.001  No spring nor summer beautie hath such grace [f.33v]
050.TT1.002  As I haue seene in one %1Autumnall%2 face
050.TT1.003  Yong beauties force your loue and thats a rape
050.TT1.004  This doth but councell yett yow cannot scape
050.TT1.005  If it were a shame to loue here twere no shame
050.TT1.006  Affection here takes reuerence his name
050.TT1.007  Wher her first yeares the golden age? thats true
050.TT1.008  But now shees gold oft tried but neuer new
050.TT1.009  That was her Torridd and inflaming time
050.TT1.010  This is her habitable %1Tropique%2 clyme
050.TT1.011  ffaire eies who askes more heat then comes from hence
050.TT1.012  Hee in a feauer wishes pestilence
050.TT1.013  Call not those wrinckles graues; if graues they were
050.TT1.014  They were loues graues for els he is no where
050.TT1.015  Yett lies not loue dead heere but heere doth sitt
050.TT1.016  vowed to this trench like an Anchoritt
050.TT1.017  And here till her w%5ch%6 must bee his death come
050.TT1.018  He doth nott digg a graue but build a Tombe
050.TT1.019  Here dwells hee though he soiourne every where
050.TT1.020  In progresse yett his standing house is heere
050.TT1.021  Heere where still euening is not noone nor night
050.TT1.022  Where no voluptuousnes but all delight
050.TT1.023  In all her woordes vnto all hearers fitt
050.TT1.024  Yow may att Reuells yea att Councell sitt
050.TT1.025  This is loues Tymber youth her vnderwood
050.TT1.026  There hee as wine in Iune enrages blood
050.TT1.027  Which then comes seasonablest when our tast
050.TT1.028  And apetite to other thinges is past
050.TT1.029  %1Zerzes%2 strange Lydian loue the %1Platan%2 tree
050.TT1.030  Was loud for age none beeing so large as shee
050.TT1.031  Or because beeing yong nature did blesse
050.TT1.032  Her youth w%5th%6 ages glorie %1Barennesse%2
050.TT1.033  If wee loue thinges long sought Age is a thing
050.TT1.034  W%5ch%6 wee are fifty yeares in compassinge
050.TT1.035om
050.TT1.036  Age must be loueliest att the latest day
050.TT1.037  But name not winter faces whose skinns slack
050.TT1.038  Lanck as an vnthrifts purse but a soules sack
050.TT1.039  Whose eies seeke light within for all here is shade
050.TT1.040  Whose mouthes are holes rather worne out then made
050.TT1.041  Whose eu%5er%6y tooth to a seuerall place is gone
050.TT1.042  To vexe their soules att the Resurrectyon
050.TT1.043  Name not these liuing deaths heades vnto mee
050.TT1.044  ffor these not ancient but Antiques bee
050.TT1.045  I hate extreames yett I had rather stay
050.TT1.046  With tombes then cradles to weare out a day
050.TT1.047  Since such loues naturall lation is may still
050.TT1.048  My loue discend and iourney downe the hill
050.TT1.049  Not pantinge after groning beauties soe
050.TT1.050  I shall ebbe on w%5th%6 them that homeward goe
050.TT1.0SS  %1Finis%2
050.TT1.0$$  %1HE in LM with ital.%2 I D %1in LM op. l.1,%2 + %1in LM op. l.2%2