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[Image in center of page: red inked sketch of left hand with fingers on top and fluffy sleeve on bottom]
[Image in center of page: red inked sketch of left hand with fingers on top and fluffy sleeve on bottom]
[black inked words below sleeve] [a] life decayes and death lingers not
[black inked words below sleeve:]  
This is the monument of (eternity] [red ink] 28:Maii [correction]
[a] Life decayes and death  
lingers not
This is the monument of  
Eternitie [red ink:] 28: Maii [correction]
1590
1590
[top of page in black ink above thumb]
 
The worlds deceit the toyes of heaven thy death the death of [christ]
[top of page in black ink above thumb:]
The worlds deceit the ioyes of heaven thy death the death of Christ
And paynes of hell remember well whilst thou on earth here {liveth?]
And paynes of hell remember well whilst thou on earth here {liveth?]
Love vpfide [upside] [downe] doth quicklye turne when Death his pang doth fend
Love vpfide [upside] [downe] doth quicklye turne when Death his pang doth fend

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[Image in center of page: red inked sketch of left hand with fingers on top and fluffy sleeve on bottom] [black inked words below sleeve:] [a] Life decayes and death lingers not This is the monument of Eternitie [red ink:] 28: Maii [correction] 1590

[top of page in black ink above thumb:] The worlds deceit the ioyes of heaven thy death the death of Christ And paynes of hell remember well whilst thou on earth here {liveth?] Love vpfide [upside] [downe] doth quicklye turne when Death his pang doth fend Thy life once gone thy freindes a none their love of thee do end [Top of page in black ink above forefinger] Our fatall thread with speed is sponne Our [glafse?] in posting hast doth ronne Our lingring life by death is donne When as wee deem it scarce begonne [Below center of hand in black ink] Depart thy goodes whilest thou hast tyme And trust thou not to [faire?] beheast Whilest thou are here thy goodes be thyne when thou are gone thy part is least [Below fingers in black ink] Whilest thou liveth thy freinds hue

when thou diest they dien allso

When yu are dead [x? &?] mayst not giue

Then is thy freindship all agoe

[In black in at the bottom of the page] Tis dust and shadowes soe are we whose glorious life doff fade Which unto nothing soe returne that were of nothing made