IDENTILIN$$ File X017SA1 S. Africa Grey MS\pp.57-58\GL\P:JG\o\1994\C:JSC\ 017.SA1.0HE %XElegya. 017.SA1.001 Marry and loue thy fflauia, for shee 017.SA1.002 hath all things where w%5t%6h others beauteous bee 017.SA1.003 for though her eyes be small, her mouth is great, 017.SA1.004 though they be I'uory, yet her teeth are iett 017.SA1.005 though they be dimme, yet she is light enough, 017.SA1.006 & though her harsh hayre fall, her skin is rough, 017.SA1.007 what though her Cheeks be yellow, yet her hayre'is red; 017.SA1.008 giue her thine, & she hath a Maidenhead. 017.SA1.009 These things are beautyes elements, where these 017.SA1.010 in one are mett, shee must as perfect please, 017.SA1.011 If white and red & each good quality 017.SA1.012 be in thy wench, ne%Y*%Zre aske where it doth lye, 017.SA1.013 in buying things perfum'd, we aske if there 017.SA1.014 be muske & amber in it, but not where, 017.SA1.015 though all her parts be not in th'vsuall place 017.SA1.016 shee hath an Anagramme of a good face, 017.SA1.017 if we might put y%5e%6 letters but one way 017.SA1.018 in this leane dearth of words, what could we say? 017.SA1.019 When by the Gamut some Musitians make 017.SA1.020 a perfect song, others will vndertake 017.SA1.021 by the same Gamut changd, to equall it, 017.SA1.022 things simply good *%>>c>s< fayre as any, if all be like her, 017.SA1.024 and if none be then she is Singular, 017.SA1.025 All loue is wonder, if we iustly doe 017.SA1.026 accompt her wonderfull, why not lovely too? 017.SA1.027 loue built on beauty, soone as beauty dyes, 017.SA1.028 choose this face changd by no deformityes, 017.SA1.029 Woemen are all like angells, the fayre be 017.SA1.030 like those y%5t%6 fell to worse, but such as shee 017.SA1.031 like to good Angells, nothing can impayre, 017.SA1.032 'tis lesse griefe to be foule, then t'haue beene fayre 017.SA1.033 for one nights revells silke & gold we choose, 017.SA1.034 but for long iourneys cloath & leather vse, 017.SA1.035 Beauty is barren oft, best husbands say 017.SA1.036 there is best land where there is foulest way 017.SA1.037 O what a Soueraigne playster will she be 017.SA1.038 if thy past Sins haue taught thee Iealousye? 017.SA1.039 here need no spyes, nor eunuchs, her committ 017.SA1.040 Safe to thy foe, yea to a Marmositt, [CW:om] 017.SA1.041 When Belgias Cittyes y%5e%6 round Countryes drowne, [58] 017.SA1.042 that durty foulenes guards and armes the towne, 017.SA1.043 So doth her face guard her, and so for thee 017.SA1.044 who forc't by busines%Y,%Z absent oft must be, 017.SA1.045 She whose face like clouds turnes day to night, 017.SA1.046 who mightier then the Sea, makes Moores seeme white, 017.SA1.047 Who though 7 yeares she in y%5e%6 Stews had layd, 017.SA1.048 A Nun%Mery durst receiue & thinke a mayde, 017.SA1.049 And though in Childbirths labour she did lye, 017.SA1.050 Midwiues would sweare, Twere but a tympanye, 017.SA1.051 Whom (if sh'accusse her selfe) I credit lesse 017.SA1.052 then witches, who impossibles confesse; 017.SA1.053 Whom Dildo, Bedstaffs, or a Veluett glasse 017.SA1.054 would be as loath to touch, as Ioseph was, 017.SA1.055 One like none, & lik't of none, fitt'st were, 017.SA1.056 for things in fashion euery one will weare. 017.SA1.0SS finis. I D. 017.SA1.0$$om