IDENTILIN$$ File X019C02 CUL Add. 5778\ff.28v-29\GL\mf\P:EWS\o\6-15-92\C:JSC 019.C02.0HE %1Elegye%2. 7%5th%6. 019.C02.001 Here take my Picture, though I bid farwell. 019.C02.002 Thyne in my hart, where my Soule dwells, shall dwell. 019.C02.003 T'is lyke Mee now, but I dead t'will be more, 019.C02.004 When we are shadowes both, then t'was before. 019.C02.005 When weather beaten I come backe; my hand 019.C02.006 Perhaps w%5th%6 rude oares torne, or sunbeames tand, 019.C02.007 My Face and Brest of hayrecloath, and my heade 019.C02.008 W%5th%6 Cares rash sodayne stormes ore sprede, 019.C02.009 My Bodye a Sacke of Bones, broken w%5th%6in, 019.C02.010 And powders blewe staynes scattered on my skyn. 019.C02.011 If Rivall fooles taxe thee, to haue lou'd a%A Man 019.C02.012 Soe foule, and Course, As oh, I may seeme than 019.C02.013 Thys shalt say, what I was; And thou shalt say, 019.C02.014 Doe his Hurts reach mee,? Doth my worth decay 019.C02.015 Or doe they reach his Iudgeinge mind, that hee 019.C02.016 Shoulld lyke and loue lesse, what he did loue to see? 019.C02.017 That w%5ch%6 in him was fayre and delycate 019.C02.018 Was but the Milke, w%5c%6 in loues Childish state [CW:/(did#nurse.] 019.C02.019 Did nurse yt: who now is growne stronge enough [29] 019.C02.020 To feede on that, w%5ch%6 to disvs'd tasts seemes tough.| 019.C02.0SS [om] 019.C02.0$$ %1No ind.%2