In left-to-right order, each item listed below is identified by (a) its Donne Variorum short form, (b) a siglum-plus-ordinal-position item tag, (c) its location in the artifact (by folio or page nos.), and (d) a diplomatic transcription of its first line.
Additional information: An asterisk (*) following a first line indicates that the poem is entered in a hand other than the primary scribal hand. Superscript letters have been silently lowered to the line of print.
Sat1 C8.l ff.l-3v Awaie thou fondling motley humorist Sat2 C8.2 ff.3v-6v Sr. though (I thanck god for itt) I doe hate Sat3 C8.3 ff.6v-9 Kinde pittie chokes my spleene; braue skorne forbids Sat4 C8.4 ff.9-15v Well, I maie nowe receiue and dye: My sinne Sat5 C8.5 ff.15v-17v Thou shalt not laugh, in this leafe, Muse, nor they ElBrac C8.6 ff.17v-20v Not that in couller itt was like thy haire ElBed C8.7 ff.20v-22 Come, madam come, all rest my powers defye ElJeal C8.8 ff.22-23 ffond woman, which wouldst haue thy housband dye ElAnag C8.9 ff.23-24v Marrie, and loue thy Flauia, for shee ElChange C8.l0 ff.24v-25 Although thy hand and faith, and good workes too ElPerf C8.ll ff.25v-27 Once and butt once fownd in thy companie ElPict C8.12 f.27-27v Heere take my picture, though I bid farwell Sorrow C8.13 ff.27v-28 Sorrowe, whoe to this house skarce knew the waye ElServe C8.14 ff.28v-29v Oh, lett me not serue so, as those men serue ElWar C8.15 ff.29v-30v 'Till I haue peace wth thee, warr other men ElFatal C8.16 ff.30v-32 By our first strange and fatall Interveiwe ElNat C8.17 ff.32-33 Natures lay Ideott, I taught thee to loue ElProg C8.18 ff.33-35v Whoe euer loues, if hee doe not propose Storm C8.l9 ff.35v-37 Thou wch art I, (T'is nothing to be so) Calm C8.20 ff.37-38v Our storme is past, and that stormes, tyrannous rage HWKiss C8.21 ff.38v-40 Sr: more then Kisses, letters mingle soules Cross C8.22 ff.40-41v Since Christ imbrac'd the Crosse itt self, dare I Mark C8.23 ff.41v-43 Man is the worlde, and death the Ocean BoulRec C8.24 ff.43-44v Death,I recant, and saie, vnsaid by mee HG C8.25 ff.45-46 Whoe makes the past, a patterne for next yeere RWThird C8.26 ff.46-47 Like one, whoe in her third widowhead dooth professe HWNews C8.27 f.47-47v Heere is no more newes, then virtue, I may as well BedfReas C8.28 f.48-48v Madame. /Reason is our soules left hand, faith her right BedfRef C8.29 ff.48v-50v Madame. /You haue refin'd mee, and to worthiest things EdHerb C8.30 ff.50v-51v Man is a lumpe, where all beasts kneaded bee Annun C8.31 ff.51v-52v Tamelie fraile bodie, abstaine to day: To daie Goodf C8.32 ff.52v-53v Lett mans soule be a spheare, and then in this Carey C8.33 ff.53v-55v Madame. /Heere, where by all, all Saints inuoked are Sal C8.34 ff.55v-57 Faire, great, and good, since seeing you wee see Lit C8.35 ff.57-63v Father of heauen, and him by whome Witch C8.36 ff.63v-64 I fixe myne eye on thine, and there * Commun C8.37 f.64-64v Good we must loue, and must hate ill * [1st APP., BUT SCRIBE B] ff.65-68v [BLANK, BUT NUMBERED LEAVES] Mess C8.38 f.69-69v Send home my long straid eies to mee Bait C8.39 ff.69v-70 Come liue wth mee, and be my loue Appar C8.40 f.70-70v When by thy skorne, O Murdres I am dead Broken C8.41 ff.70v-71v Hee is stark mad, whoe euer saies Lect C8.42 ff.71v-72 Stand still, and I will read to thee ValMourn C8.43 ff.72-73 As virtuous men, pass mildlie awaye GoodM C8.44 f.73-73v I wonder, by my troth, what thou, and I SGo C8.45 ff.73v-74v Goe, and catch a falling starr WomCon C8.46 f.74v Now thou hast lou'd mee one whole daie Image C8.47 f.75-75v Image of her, whome I loue more then shee SunRis C8.48 ff.75v-76 Busie olde foole, vnrulie sunne Ind C8.49 ff.76-77 I can loue boath faire and browne LovUsury C8.50 f.77-77v For euerie hower that thou wilt spare me now Canon C8.51 ff.77v-8v For Gods sake holde your tongue and lett me loue Triple C8.52 ff.78v-79 I am twoe fooles I knowe LovInf C8.53 ff.79-80 Yf yett, I haue not all your loue SSweet C8.54 f.80-80v Sweetest loue, I doe not goe, for wearines of thee Leg C8.55 ff.80v-81 When I dyed last, And deare I dye Fever C8.56 ff.81-82 Oh, doe not dye, for I shall hate Air C8.57 f.82-82v Twice or thrice, had I lou'd thee Break C8.58 ff.82v-83 T'is true, t'is daie, what though itt bee Anniv C8.59 f.83-83v All Kings, and all theire fauorites ValName C8.60 ff.84-85v My name engrau'd heerin ElAut C8.61 ff.85v-86v No spring, nor Summer, bewtie hath such grace Twick C8.62 ff.86v-87 Blasted wth sigh's, and surrounded wth teares ValBook C8.63 ff.87-89 Ile tell thee now (deare loue) what thou shalt doe Commun C8.64 f.89-89v Good wee must loue, and must hate ill [2nd APP., BUT SCRIBE A] LovGrow C8.65 ff.89v-90 I skarce beleiue my loue, to be so pure LovExch C8.66 ff.90-91 Loue anie Deuill else butt you ConfL C8.67 f.9l-91v Some man vnworthie to be possessor Dream C8.68 f.92-92v Deare loue, for nothing lesse then thee ValWeep C8.69 ff.92v-93 Lett me powre forth LovAlch C8.70 f.93-93v Some that haue deeper digg'd loues myne then I Flea C8.71 f.94-94v Marke butt this Flea, and mark in this Curse C8.72 ff.94v-95 Who euer guesses, thinks, or dreames he knowes Ecst C8.73 ff.95v-97 Where like a pillowe, on a bedd Under C8.74 f.97-97v I haue done one brauer thing LovDeity C8.75 ff.97v-98v I long to talk with some old louers ghost LovDiet C8.76 ff.98v-99 To what a cumbersome vnweildines Will C8.77 ff.99-l00 Before I sigh my last gaspe, lett me breath Fun C8.78 f.l00-l00v Whoe euer comes to shroud me, doe no harme Blos C8.79 f.l0l-l0lv Little thinck'st thou poore flower Prim C8.80 f.l02-102v Vpon this Primrose hill Relic C8.81 ff.l02v-l03v When, my graue is broke vp againe Damp C8.82 ff.103v-l04 When I am dead, and Doctors know not why EpEliz C8.83 ff.104-l06v Haile Bishop Valentine, whose daie this is Eclog C8.84 ff.106v-113 Vnseasonable man, Statue of Ice Har C8.85 ff.113-ll8v Faire soule, which was not onlie as all soules bee f.[l19] [BLANK, UNNUMBERED LEAF] ff.[120-22] [FIRST-LINE INDEX, in the hand that entered poems 36 and 37]