1071To doe more for me then mine owne de
sert,
1072And hang more prai
se vpon decea
sed I,
1073Then nigard truth would willingly impart
:
1074O lea
st your true loue may
seeme falce in this,
1075That you for loue
speake well of me vntrue,
1076My name be buried where my body is,
1077And liue no more to
shame nor me,
nor you.
1078 For I am
shamd by that which I bring forth,
1079And
so
should you,
to loue things nothing worth.
1081THat time of yeeare thou mai
st in me behold,
1082When yellow leaues,
or none,
or few doe hange
1083Vpon tho
se boughes which
shake again
st the could,
1084Bare rn'wd quiers,
where late the
sweet birds
sang.
1085In me thou
see
st the twi-light of
such day,
1086As after Sun-
set fadeth in the We
st,
1087Which by and by blacke night doth take away,
1088Deaths
second
selfe that
seals vp all in re
st.
1089In me thou
see
st the glowing of
such
fire,
1090That on the a
shes of his youth doth lye,
1091As the death bed,
whereon it mu
st expire,
1092Con
sum'd with that which it was nurri
sht by.
1093 This thou perceu'
st,
which makes thy loue more
strong,
1094To loue that well,
which thou mu
st leaue ere long.
1096BVt be contented when that fell are
st,
1097With out all bayle
shall carry me away,
1098My life hath in this line
some intere
st,
1099Which for memoriall
still with thee
shall
stay.
1100When thou reuewe
st this,
thou doe
st reuew,
1101The very part was con
secrate to thee,
1102The earth can haue but earth,
which is his due,
1103My
spirit is thine the better part of me,
1104So then thou ha
st but lo
st the dregs of life,
1105The pray of wormes,
my body being dead,
1106The coward conque
st of a wretches knife,
To