IDENTILIN$$ F170.C09/HSWhat Luttrell (f. 97v) /TJS/mf/GAS/o/8-13-92 170.C09.0HEom 170.C09.001 What if this present were y%5e%6 worlds last night? 170.C09.002 Marke in thy Heart o%C Soule where thou dost dwell 170.C09.003 The Picture of Christ crucifyd, & tell 170.C09.004 whether that Countenance can thee affright. 170.C09.005 Teares in his eyes quench y%5e%6 amazing light 170.C09.006 Bloud fills his frownes w%5ch%6 from his peirc'd head fell 170.C09.007 And can y%5t%6 tongue adiudge thee vnto hell 170.C09.008 which prayd forgiuenesse for his foes feirce spite? 170.C09.009 no, no, but as in mine Idolatrye 170.C09.010 I sayd to all my prophane mistresses 170.C09.011 Beauty of pittye, foulenes only is 170.C09.012 A signe of rigour; so I say to thee 170.C09.013 To wicked sprights are horrid shapes assignd 170.C09.014 This beautious forme assures a pitteous mind. 170.C09.0SS [horizontal rule] 170.C09.0$$ %1even lines ind 3sp%2