IDENTILIN$$ F050B40 Lansdowne 740\f.86r-v\GL\P:JSC\mf\P:GAS\o\6-17-95 050.B40.0HE [LM]>>Widdow Her:<< / I D 050.B40.001 Noe Spring, nor Sum%Mer Beautie hath such grace 050.B40.002 As I haue seene in one Autumnall face 050.B40.003 yong Beauties force yo%5r%6 Loue, And that's a Rape 050.B40.004 this doth but councell, yett yo%5u%6 cannot scape. 050.B40.005 If t'were a shame to loue, heare t'were noe shame 050.B40.006 Affection heare takes reuerence his name 050.B40.007 Were her first yeares the goulden age? That's true: 050.B40.008 But now shee's gould ofte tried, and euer new 050.B40.009 That was her torrid, and inflameing time 050.B40.010 This is her habitable %Yand%Z Tropique clyme 050.B40.011 ffaire eyes who askes more heate then comes from hence 050.B40.012 he in a feuer wishes pestelence 050.B40.013 Call not those wrincles graues; if graues they were 050.B40.014 They were Loues graues, fo%5r%6 ells he is noe where. 050.B40.015 yett lies not loue dead heare, but heare doth sitt 050.B40.016 vowe'd to his trench, like an Anchoritt. 050.B40.017 And heare, till her, w%5ch%6 must be his, Death come 050.B40.018 he doth not digg a graue, but build a tombe. 050.B40.019 heare dwells hee, though he soiourne euerie where, 050.B40.020 In progresse %Ythough%Z >%Vyett< his standing house %Ybe%Z >%Vis< heare 050.B40.021 Heare, where still Euening is, not noone, nor night 050.B40.022 where noe voluptuousnes, yett all Delight. 050.B40.023 In all her wordes, vnto all hearers%>>heare's< fitt 050.B40.024 you may at Reuills, yo%5u%6 at Councell sitt. 050.B40.025 This is Loues Tymber, youth her vnderwood 050.B40.026 There he as wyne in Iune enrages blood, 050.B40.027 w%5ch%6 then comes seasonablest, when our taste 050.B40.028 and appetite, to other things %Yand%Z>is< paste. 050.B40.029 %1Zerzes%2 strang Lidian Loue, the Platane tree, 050.B40.030 was lou'd for age, none beeing so larg as shee. 050.B40.031 Or because being yong, Nature did blesse 050.B40.032 her youth w%5th%6 ages glorie, Barrennesse. 050.B40.033 If we loue things long sought, Age is a thing 050.B40.034 w%5ch%6 wee are fiftie yeares in Compassing. 050.B40.035 If transitorie things w%5ch%6 soone decaye 050.B40.036 Age must be loueliest at the latest daie [CW:om] 050.B40.037 But name not winter faces, whose skinns slack [86v] 050.B40.038 Lanck as an vnthriftes purse, but a soules sacke 050.B40.039 whose eyes seeke light w%5th%6in, fo%5r%6 all heare is shade 050.B40.040 whose mouthes are holes, rather worne out then made. 050.B40.041 whose euerie tooth to a seuerall place is gon 050.B40.042 to vex their soules at the Resurrecion. 050.B40.043 Name not these liveing %Yheades%Z deathes heades >%Vvn