IDENTILIN$$ F019.B32/ElPict Harley 4955/ f. 98v/ ME/mf/5-15-87/cor GAS/o/7-16-92 019.B32.0HE %3Elegye:.%4 019.B32.001 Here take my Picture, though I bid fare well, 019.B32.002 Thyne in my Hart, where my soule dwells shall dwell; 019.B32.003 T'is like mee nowe, but I dead, t'wilbe more. 019.B32.004 When we are shadowes both, then t'was before. 019.B32.005 When weather beaten I come backe; my hand 019.B32.006 Perhaps with rude oares torne, or sun beames tan'd; 019.B32.007 My face, & brest of hayre cloth, and my head 019.B32.008 With Cares rash sodayne stormes ore spred, 019.B32.009 My body a sacke of bones, broken with in, 019.B32.010 And Pouders blew staynes scatterd on my skin; 019.B32.011 If Riuall fooles taxe Thee, to'haue lov'd a Man, 019.B32.012 So Foule, and course, as oh I may seeme than 019.B32.013 Thys shall say what I was; And thou shalt say, 019.B32.014 Doe his hurts reache mee? Doth my worth decay, 019.B32.015 Or doe they reach his iudging minde, that he 019.B32.016 Should like, & love lesse, what hee did love to see? 019.B32.017 That which %Ywas%Z#in him *was fayre, and delicate, 019.B32.018 Was but the Milke, which in loves childish state 019.B32.019 Did nurse yt: who now is growne strong enough 019.B32.020 To feed on that, which to disvs'd tasts seemes tough. 019.B32.0SSom 019.B32.0$$ %1no ind; HE centered???%2 D%5r%6: Doone: %1running HE%2