IDENTILIN$$ File F017H070 Harvard, Eng. 966.6\ff 82v-84r\M:GL\mf\P:TLP\o\5-12-92\C:JSC\TJS 017.H07.0HE |.Elegia Decima Septima.| 017.H07.001 Ma%Arrye, and Love thy Flavia, for shee 017.H07.002 Hath all things, wherby othe%5r%6s Bewtious bee. 017.H07.003 ffor though her Eyes be small; Her mouth is great, 017.H07.004 Though they be Ivory, yet her Teeth are Iett. [CW:.Though.] 017.H07.005 Though they be dymne, yet is she light enough, [83r] 017.H07.006 And though her harsh haire fall, her Chin[var.>>skin<<] is rough, 017.H07.007 What though her skin be yellow? Her ha%Ayre is Redd 017.H07.008 Give her thyne, And she hath A Maydenhea%Ad. 017.H07.009 These things are Bewties Elame;%5ts%6 where those 017.H07.010 Meet in one, that one must as p%Pfect, please. 017.H07.011 If redd, and whyte, and eac%Ah good quallitye 017.H07.012 Be in thy Mouth[var.>>wench<<, nere a%Aske where it doth lye? 017.H07.013 In buyinge thinges p%Pfum'de, we ask if there 017.H07.014 Be Musk, and Ambe%5r%6 in yt, but not where 017.H07.015 Though a%All her pa%Arts be not in y%e%6 vsual pla%Ace%A 017.H07.016 Yet hath she the Anagram of a Good Face. 017.H07.017 If we might put the letters but one wa%Ay 017.H07.018 In that%A lea%An da%Arth of words, wha%At co%Ald we say? 017.H07.019 When by the Gam%Me-vtt, som%Me Musitia%Ans make 017.H07.020 A Perfec%At songe: others will vnderta%Ake 017.H07.021 By the same Gamvt chaunge>>d<< to ae%Lquall it 017.H07.022 Things symply Good can%M n%Meue%5r%6 be vn%Mfytt. 017.H07.023 She is faire as a%Any, if all be like her 017.H07.024 And if none be, then she is Singula%Ar.| [CW:.All.] 017.H07.025 All Love is wonder>>%Y<>%Z<< if we iustly doe [83v] 017.H07.026 Account her wonderfull; why not Louely too 017.H07.027 Loue buylt on Bewtie, soone as Bewty dyes. 017.H07.028 Choose this >>%Vface<< Chang'd by noe Deformityes. 017.H07.029 Woamen a%Are a%All like Angels the fayre%5r%6 bee 017.H07.030 Like those that fell to worse, but such as shee 017.H07.031 Like to good Angels, >>(<>)<< nothing ca%An Impaire 017.H07.032 Tis les greif to be fowle, then t'have bene fa%Ayre. 017.H07.033 ffor one night Revels, silk & Gold we c%Ahuse, 017.H07.034 But in long Iorneys, Cloth & leathe%5r%6 vse. 017.H07.035 Bewty is Barren oft, (best husbands say) 017.H07.036 There is best Land, where is y%5e%6 fowlest way. 017.H07.037 Oh what I Soveraigne Plaiste%5r%6 will she bee 017.H07.038 If thy past Synns haue taught thee Jea%Alosye 017.H07.039 Heere needs no spyes, nor Evnuches, her Commytt 017.H07.040 Safe to thy Foes, yea to A Marmosit. 017.H07.041 When Belgia's Cittyes the fowle[var.>>round<< Country drowns 017.H07.042 That durty fowlenes Guards, and Arms y%5e%6 Towns. 017.H07.043 Soe doth her face Guard her, & soe for thee 017.H07.044 (w%5c%Ah%6 forc't by Bussines absent oft must bee) [CW:.Shee.] 017.H07.045 Shee, whose fac%Ae like Clowds turnes day to Night [84r] 017.H07.046 Who mightye%5r%6 (then the Sea) makes mo>o