IDENTILIN$$  F05000G 1669, Harvard, pp.76-7 \EWS\mf\4-27-85\P&C:JSC\mf[L,CtY]\10-25-95\P:MEL\(TxAM)\10-25-07
050.00G.0HE  %XE%9legie%0. IX. 
050.00G.001  N%+O %1Spring%2, nor %1Summers%2 beauty hath such grace,
050.00G.002  As I have seen in one %1Autumnal%2 face,
050.00G.003  Young %1Beauties%2 force our Loves, and that's a %1Rape%2,
050.00G.004  This doth but %1counsail%2, yet you cannot scape.
050.00G.005  If 'twere a %1shame%2 to love, here 'twere no %1shame%2:
050.00G.006  %1Affections%2 here take R%1everences%2 name.
050.00G.007  Were her first years the %1Golden age%2; that's true.
050.00G.008  But now she's %1gold%2 oft try'd, and ever new.
050.00G.009  That was her torrid and inflaming time,
050.00G.010  This is her habitable %1Tropique clime%2.
050.00G.011  Fair eyes, who askes more heat than comes from hence.
050.00G.012  He in a feaver wishes pestilence.
050.00G.013  Call not these wrinkles, %1graves%2: If %1graves%2 they were
050.00G.014  They were %1Loves graves%2: or else he is no where.
050.00G.015  Yet lies not Love %1dead%2 here, but here doth sit
050.00G.016  Vow'd to this trench, like an %1Anachorit%2.
050.00G.017  And here, till hers, which must be his %1death%2, come,
050.00G.018  He doth not dig a %1grave%2, but build a %1Tomb%2. [CW:Here]
050.00G.019  Here dwells he, though he sojourn ev'ry where, [p.77]
050.00G.020  In %1Progress%2, yet his standing house is here.
050.00G.021  Here, where still %1Evening%2 is, not %1noon%2 nor %1night%2;
050.00G.022  Where no %1voluptuousness%2, yet all %1delight%2.
050.00G.023  In all her words, unto all hearers fit,
050.00G.024  You may at %1Revels%2, you at %1counsails%2 sit.
050.00G.025  This is loves timber; youth his under-wood;
050.00G.026  There he, as wine in %1June%2, enrages blood,
050.00G.027  Which then comes seasonablest, when our tast
050.00G.028  And appetite to other things, is past.
050.00G.029  %1Xerxes%2 strange %1Lydian%2 love, the %1Platane%2 tree,
050.00G.030  Was lov'd for age, none being so old as she,
050.00G.031  Or else because, being young, nature did bless
050.00G.032  Her youth with ages glory, %1Barrenness%2.
050.00G.033  If we love things long sought, %1Age%2 is a thing
050.00G.034  Which we are fifty years in compassing.
050.00G.035  If transitory things which soon decay,
050.00G.036  %1Age%2 must be loveliest at the latest day.
050.00G.037  But name not %1Winter-faces%2, whose skin's slack;
050.00G.038  Lank, as an unthrifts purse; but a Souls sack;
050.00G.039  Whose eyes seek light within, for all here's shade;
050.00G.040  Whose %1mouthes%2 are holes, rather worn out than made;
050.00G.041  Whose every tooth to a several place is gone
050.00G.042  To vex the soul at %1Resurrection%2,
050.00G.043  Name not these living %1Death-heads%2 unto me,
050.00G.044  For these, not %1Ancient%2 but %1Antique%2 be:
050.00G.045  I hate extreames: yet I had rather stay
050.00G.046  With %1Tombs%2 then %1Cradles%2, to wear out the day,
050.00G.047  Since such loves natural station is, may still
050.00G.048  My love descend, and journey down the hill,
050.00G.049  Not panting after growing beauties, so,
050.00G.050  I shall ebb on with them, who homeward goe. [CW:E%9leg%0.]
050.00G.0SSom
050.00G.0$$  %1Even ll. ind 2 sp; no st breaks%2