IDENTILIN$$ File F019F04 V.a. 103, f.37r-v\JPK\12-2-91\mf\P:TLP\o\6-1-92\C:JSC 019.F04.0HE D.%5r%6 Donne. On his Picture w%5ch%6 hee left with his M.%5ris%6 when /hee went to travaile.| 019.F04.001 Heere take my Picture; though I bidd farewell, 019.F04.002 Thine in my heart, where my soule dwells, shall dwell. 019.F04.003 'Tis like mee now; but I dead, 'twill bee more: 019.F04.004 When wee are shadowes both, then 'twas before. 019.F04.005 When weather beaten I am come back, my hand 019.F04.006 Perhapps with rude oares torne, or Sunne beames tann'd; 019.F04.007 My face and breast of haire cloath, and my head 019.F04.008 With cares rash-suddaine-cruell stormes o're spredd; 019.F04.009 ** *ody a sack of bones, broken within, 019.F04.010 *n* powders blew [space] scatter'd on my skinne. 019.F04.011 If Rivall Fooles blame thee to have lov'd a man. 019.F04.012 So foule or course, as oh I may seeme then->>than<; 019.F04.013 This shall say what I was, and thou shalt say, 019.F04.014 Do his hurts reach mee, or doth my worth decay? 019.F04.015 Or do they reach his iudging mind, that hee 019.F04.016 Should like and love lesse, what hee did love to see? 019.F04.017 That which in him was faire and delicate 019.F04.018 Was but the milke w%5ch%6 in loves childish state%Y,%Z 019.F04.019 Did nurse itt; who now is growne tough enough 019.F04.020 To feed on that, w%5ch%6 to dis%Y*%Zu'sd tasts seeme tough. 019.F04.0SSom 019.F04.0$$ %1Line 1 ind 1sp, ll. 19-20 ind. 3sp;%2 >S%5r%6 Georg Moores / daughter< %1in RM op HE; wormhole damage in ll. 9, 10%2