Of a starued man.
His sad dull eyes deepe sunke in hollow pits, Could not endure the vnwonted sunne to view, His bare thin cheekes for want of belly-bits, And empty sides deceaued of their due, Could make a stony hart his hap to rue;
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His sad dull eyes deepe sunke in hollow pits, Could not endure the vnwonted sunne to view, His bare thin cheekes for want of belly-bits, And empty sides deceaued of their due, Could make a stony hart his hap to rue;
His raw bone armes whose mighty brawnie bowres, Were wont to riue steele plates and helmets hewe, Were cleane consum'd, and all his vitall parts Decai'd, & all his flesh shrunk vp like withered flowers. Ed. Spenser.