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017.C02.0HE  %1Elegie%2. 4%5th%6.
017.C02.001  Marry, and love thy Flavea, for shee
017.C02.002  Hath all things, whereby others Beautious bee,
017.C02.003  For though her eyes bee small, her Mouth is great,
017.C02.004  Though they be Ivorye, yett her Teeth be Ieatt,
017.C02.005  Though they be dimme, yett she is light enough,
017.C02.006  And though her harsh hayre fall, her skin is rough.
017.C02.007  What though her Cheekes be yellow, her hayre is red,
017.C02.008  Giue her Thyne, and she hath a Maydenheade,
017.C02.009  These things are Beautyes Elements, where these
017.C02.010  Meete in One, That one must as perfect please. [CW:/(If#Red.]
017.C02.011  If red and whyte and each good Quallitye, [26v]
017.C02.012  Bee in thy Wench, nere Aske, where yt doth lye?
017.C02.013  In buyinge things perfum'd, We aske, yf theyre
017.C02.014  Be Muske and Amber in yt, but not where.
017.C02.015  Though all her parts be not in y%5e%6 vsuall place,
017.C02.016  She hath yet an Anagram of a good Face.
017.C02.017  Yf we might put the letters, but one way,
017.C02.018  In the leane Dearth of letters, what colld we say?
017.C02.019  When by the Gamvt some Musitians Make
017.C02.020  A perfect Songe, Others will vndertake
017.C02.021  By the same Gamvt chang'd to equall yt.
017.C02.022  Things symply good, can never be vnfitt,
017.C02.023  She is as Fayre as any, yf all be lyke her,
017.C02.024  And yf none bee, Then she is Singuler.
017.C02.025  All loue is wonder, yf we iustlye doe
017.C02.026  Accompt her wonderfull, why not lovelye too?
017.C02.027  Loue Built on Beautye, soone as Beautye dyes,
017.C02.028  Chuse thys Face, chang'd by noe Deformetyes.
017.C02.029  Woemen are all lyke Angells; the fayre bee
017.C02.030  Lyke those, w%5ch%6 fell to worse; But such as shee
017.C02.031  Lyke to good Angells, nothinge can impayre:
017.C02.032  T'is lesse greife to be Foule, then to haue beene fayre.
017.C02.033  For one nights Revells, Silke, and gould we chuse,
017.C02.034  But in long Iourneys Cloth, and Leather vse.
017.C02.035  Beautye is barren oft; Best husbands say
017.C02.036  There is best land, where there is foulest way.
017.C02.037  Oh what a Sovereigne Playster will she be
017.C02.038  If thy past syns haue taught the Ielosye.
017.C02.039  Here needes noe Spyes, nor Eunuches; Her Committ
017.C02.040  Safe to thy Foes; yea, to a%A Marmositt.
017.C02.041  When Belgiaes cyttyes, y%5e%6 round Countryes drowne,
017.C02.042  That durtye foulenes guards, & armes y%5e%6 Towne.
017.C02.043  Soe doth her face guard her; And soe for thee
017.C02.044  W%5ch%6 forc'd by Busynes, absent oft must bee.
017.C02.045  She, whose face, lyke Clouds, turnes y%5e%6 day to night
017.C02.046  Who mightyer then the Sea, maks Moores seeme white,
017.C02.047  Who though Seaven yeares, she in y%5e%6 Stewes had layde
017.C02.048  A Nunnery dur'st receive, and thinke a%A Mayde. [CW:/And#though.]
017.C02.049  And though in Child beds labor she did lye [27]
017.C02.050  Midwifes would sweare, t'weare but a%A Tympanye,
017.C02.051  Whome, yf she accuse herselfe, I creditt lesse
017.C02.052  Then Witches, w%5ch%6 impossibles confesse.
017.C02.053  Whome Dildoes, Bedstaves, and her velvett Glasse
017.C02.054  Would be as loath to touch, as Ioseph was.
017.C02.055  One lyke none, and lyk'd of none, fittest were
017.C02.056  For things in Fashion every Man will weare.|
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