IDENTILIN$$ X017P04 Frendraught ms.|pp.18-19\EWS\o\3-24-90\P:EWS\mf?\9-6-93\C:JSC 017.P04.HE1 The Ieire. 22. Ia: don 017.P04.001 Marrie I love thy Flavia, for she 017.P04.002 Hath al things qrby others beautious be, 017.P04.003 For though hir eyes be small, hir mouth is great 017.P04.004 Tho they be Ivorie, yet hir teeth be Ieate 017.P04.005 Tho they be dim yet she is light enoughe 017.P04.006 And though hir harse hare fall hir skin is rough 017.P04.007 What tho hir cheeks be yellow hir hare's reed 017.P04.008 Give hir thin she hath a maiden-head 017.P04.009 Thes things ar beauties elements, wher thes 017.P04.010 Meett in on, that on must as perfect prease 017.P04.011 If reed and whit and each good qualitie 017.P04.012 be in thy wench ner ask qr it doth lie. 017.P04.013 In buying things perfum'd we ask if there 017.P04.014 Be Musk & amber in it but not wher 017.P04.015 Tho all hir parts, be not in the usuall place 017.P04.016 She hath yet an Annagrame of a good face 017.P04.017 If we durst change y%5e%6 letters but on way 017.P04.018 In the lean dearth of words what could we say 017.P04.019 When by the Gam ut som Musitians mak 017.P04.020 A perfect song others will undertak 017.P04.021 By the Gam ut chang'd to alter it 017.P04.022 Things simplie good; can never be unfitt 017.P04.023 She is fair as any, if all be lyk hir 017.P04.024 But if non be then shes singulare 017.P04.025 All love is wonder if we justly doe 017.P04.026 Account hir wonderfull why not lovly too 017.P04.027 Love built on beauty soon as beautie dies 017.P04.028 Choise this face chang'd by no deformeties 017.P04.029 Women are all lyk angells the fair be 017.P04.030 Lyk thos which fell to worse but such as she 017.P04.031 Lyk too good angells nothing can impaire 017.P04.032 It's lesse griefie to have been fowll y%5n%6 to hav been fair 017.P04.033 For on nights reuls silk & gold we choise 017.P04.034 But in long jornys cloath & leather use 017.P04.035 Beauty is barran oft good husbands says 017.P04.036 Ther is best land wher ther is fowllest ways [CW: Oh] 017.P04.037 Oh what a soverane plaister will she be [p. 19] 017.P04.038 If thy past sinns have taught the Ielosie 017.P04.039 Here needs no spies, nor Enuchs ther committ 017.P04.040 Save to thy foes they to a marmositt 017.P04.041 When belgias cities the round contries drouns 017.P04.042 That durtie foulness guards & arms ye touns 017.P04.043 So doth hir face guard hir & so for the 017.P04.044 which forc'd by bussinesse, absent oft must be 017.P04.045 His face who lik clouds turns the day to night 017.P04.046 who mightier y%5n%6 y%5e%6 sea maks Moors seem whyte 017.P04.047 who though seven years she in y%5e%6 Stues wer laid 017.P04.048 a Nunrie durst receave & think a Maid 017.P04.049 And though in childbeds labor she did live 017.P04.050 Midwives wold swear t'were but a timpanie 017.P04.051 whom if she accuse hirself I credit leesse 017.P04.052 Then wicthes qch impossibilities confesse 017.P04.053om 017.P04.054om 017.P04.055 On lyk non & lik'd of non fittest were 017.P04.056 For things in fasscion everie man will weare 017.P04.0SS %XFinis. 017.P04.0$$ %1file made by CMR from EWS HWT%2