The Donne Variorum

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First-Line Index to O20

Dowden ms., Bodleian Library MS Eng. Poet. e. 99

Compiled by Ted-Larry Pebworth

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) diplomatic transcription of its first line.

Additional information: Superscript letters have been silently lowered to the line of print.  The ms. contains two consecutive folios numbered 14 but emended, sequentially, to 14a and 14b.

This index last corrected 8-1-01.


Sat1      O20.1    ff. 1-2v      Away Thou changeling motley Humorist  
Sat2      O20.2    ff. 2v-4v     Sr. Though (I thancke God for yt) I doe hate  
Sat3      O20.3    ff. 4v-6v     Kind pitty choakes my spleene; Braue skorne forbidds 
Sat4      O20.4    ff. 6v-lOv    Well; I may now receaue and Dye; my Sinne  
Sat5      O20.5    ff. 10v-12    Thou shalt not laughe in thys leafe Muse, nor they  
                    f. 12v       BLANK PAGE
ElBrac    O20.6    ff. 13-14b    Not that in colour it was like thy Hayre  
ElBed     O20.7    ff. 14b-15    Come, Madame, come, All rest my Powers defye  
ElJeal    O20.8     f. 15r-v     Fond woman wch wouldst haue thy husband Dye  
ElAnag    O20.9    ff. 15v-16v   Marry, and loue thy Flauia, for Shee  
ElChange  O20.10   ff. 16v-17    Although thy hand, and fayth, and good workes too  
ElPerf    O20.l1   ff. 17v-18v   Once, and but once found in thy Companie  
ElPict    O20.l2   ff. 18v-19    Here take my Picture, though I bid farewell  
Sorrow    O20.l3    f. 19r-v     Sorrow, who to thys house, scarce knew the way  
ElServe   O20.14   ff. 19v-20    Ohe lett mee not serue so, as those men serue  
ElWar     O20.l5   ff. 20v-21    Tyll I haue Peace wth Thee, warr other men  
ElFatal   O20.16   ff. 21-22     By our first strange and fatall Interviewe  
ElNat     O20.l7    f. 22r-v     Natures lay Ideott, I taught Thee to loue  
ElProg    O20.18   ff. 22v-24v   Who euer loues, yf he doe not propose  
Mark      O20.l9   ff. 24v-26    Man is the worlde, and death the'Ocean 
BoulRec   O20.20   ff. 26-27v    Death, I recant, and say, Vnsayd by mee  
          O20.21    f. 27v       TITLE ONLY:    An Elegye on Prince Henry.  
                    f. 28        BLANK, BUT NUMBERED LEAF 
TWHence   O20.22    f. 29        At Once from hence my lines, and I depart  
HWKiss    O20.23   ff. 29-30v    Sr. More then Kisses, letters mingle Soules  
Storm     O20.24   ff. 30v-31v   Thou wch art I, (t'is Nothing to bee soe)  
Calm      O20.25   ff. 31v-32v   Our storme is past, and that Stormes tyrannous rage 
RWThird   O20.26    f. 33r-v     Like One who in her third Widowhead doth professe  
HWNews    O20.27   ff. 33v-34    Here is no More Newes then Vertu, I may as well  
HG        O20.28   ff. 34-35     Who makes the Past, a Patterne for next yeare  
EdHerb    O20.29   ff. 35-36     Man is a lumpe, where all Beasts kneaded bee  
BedfReas  O20.30   ff. 36-37     Madame./Reason ys our Soules lefthand, Faythe her right 
BedfRef   O20.31   ff. 37-38v    Madame./You haue refind mee; And to worthyest thinges 
Carey     O20.32   ff. 38v-40    Madame./Here where by All, all Saintes invoked are   
Sal       O20.33   ff. 40-41     Fayre, Greate, and Good, since seeing you, wee see  
Cor1-7    O20.34   ff. 41v-43    Deigne at my handes thys Croune of Prayer and Prayse
HSDue     O20.35    f. 43r-v     As due by many Tithes, [sic] I resigne  
HSBlack   O20.36    f. 43v       Oh my blacke Soule, now thou art summoned  
HSScene   O20.37    f. 44        Thys is my Playes last Sceane, here heauens appointe  
HSRound   O20.38    f. 44r-v     As [sic] the round Earths Imagind Corners, blowe  
HSMin     O20.39    f. 44v       If Poysonous Mineralls, and if that Tree  
HSDeath   O20.40   ff. 44v-45    Death bee not Proude, though some haue called Thee 
HSSpit    O20.41    f. 45        Spitt in my face you Iewes, and pierce my Side  
HSWhy     O20.42    f. 45r-v     Why are wee by all Creatures wayted on?  
HSWhat    O20.43    f. 45v       What if thys Present, were the worlds last Night?  
HSBatter  O20.44   ff. 45v-46    Batter my hart, three Person'd God; for you  
HSWilt    O20.45    f. 46        Wilt thou'loue God, as Hee Thee, then digest  
HSPart    O20.46    f. 46r-v     ffather, Part of hys doble Interest  
Cross     O20.47   ff. 46v-47v   Since Christ embrac'd the Crosse itselfe, dare I  
Annun     O20.48   ff. 47v-48v   Tamely frayle Body, abstayne to day; to day  
Lit       O20.49   ff. 48v-54    Father of Heaun, and Him by whom 
Goodf     O20.50    f. 54r-v     Lett Mans Soule be a Spheare, and then, in thys  
                   ff. 55-59     BLANK, BUT NUMBERED LEAVES; on f. 59v (otherwise blank), this
                                 note in a later hand:  "The paging [sic] goes from 59, to 100.
                                 Probably the copyist intended to clap the poems and bound without 
                                 finding a sufficiency to fill up the intermediate numbers." 
Mess      O20.51    f. 100       Send home my long stray'd Eyes to mee  
Bait      O20.52   ff. 100v-01   Come liue wth mee, and bee my loue  
Appar     O20.53    f. 101       When by thy skorne, O Murdres, I am dead  
Broken    O20.54   ff. 101v-02   Hee is starke madd, who euer sayes  
Lect      O20.55    f. 102r-v    Stand still, and I will read to Thee  
ValMourn  O20.56   ff. 102v-03   As Vertuous men passe mildly away  
GoodM     O20.57    f. 103v      I wonder, by my trothe, what Thou, and I  
SGo       O20.58   ff. 103v-04   Goe and catch a falling Starr  
WomCon    O20.59    f. 104v      Now Thou hast lou'd mee one whole day  
Image     O20.60   ff. 104v-05   Image of her, whom I loue, more then Shee  
SunRis    O20.61   ff. 105-06    Busy Old foole, vnruly Sunne  
Ind       O20.62    f. 106r-v    I can love both fayre, and broune  
LovUsury  O20.63   ff. 106v-07   ffor euery hower that thou wilt spare mee nowe  
Canon     O20.64   ff. 107-08    ffor Godsake houlde your Toungue, and lett mee loue 
Triple    O20.65    f. 10r-v     I am two fooles, I knowe  
LovInf    O20.66   ff. 108v-09   Yf I haue not all your love  
SSweet    O20.67    f. 109r-v    Sweetest loue I doe not goe, for wearines of Thee  
Leg       O20.68   ff. 109v-10   When I dyed last; And Deare I dye  
Fever     O20.69    f. 110r-v    Oh doe not dye, for I shall hate  
Air       O20.70    f. 111r-v    Twice or thrice had I loued Thee  
Break     O20.71    f. 111v      Tis true, tis day, what though it bee?  
Prohib    O20.72    f. 112       Take heede of louing Mee  
Anniv     O20.73   ff. 112-13    All Kings, and all theyre fauorites  
ValName   O20.74   ff. 113-114   My name engrau'd herein  
ElAut     O20.75   ff. 114v-15   No Springe, nor Summer beauty, hath such Grace  
Twick     O20.76    f. 115r-v    Blasted wth Sighes, and surrounded with Teares  
BedfCab   O20.77   ff. 115v-16   Madam. / That I might make your Cabinett my Tombe 
ValBook   O20.78   ff. 116-17v   Ile tell Thee now (Deare loue) what thou shat [sic] doe  
Commun    O20.79   ff. 117v-18   Good wee must loue, and most hate ill  
LovGrow   O20.80    f. 118r-v    I scarce beleaue my loue to bee so pure  
LovExch   O20.81   ff. 118v-19v  Loue, Any Devill else but you 
ConfL     O20.82    f. 119v      Some man vnworthy to bee Possessor  
Dream     O20.83    f. 120r-v    Dear loue, for nothing lesse then Thee 
ValWeep   O20.84   ff. 120v-21   Lett mee poore forth  
LovAlch   O20.85    f. 121r-v    Some that haue deeper digg'd loues Myne then I  
Flea      O20.86   ff. 121v-22   Marke but thys flea, and marke in thys  
Curse     O20.87    f. 122r-v    Who euer guesses, thinckes, or dreames he knowes  
Ecst      O20.88   ff. 122v-24v  When like a Pillowe, on a Bed 
Under     O20.89   ff. 124v-25   I haue done one brauer thinge  
LovDeity  O20.90    f. 125r-v    I long to talke wth some Old louers Ghost  
LovDiet   O20.91   ff. 125v-26v  To what a Cumbersome vnwieldines  
Will      O20.92   ff. 126v-27v  Before I sigh my last gaspe, lett mee breath 
Fun       O20.93   ff. 127v-128  Who euer comes to shroude mee, doe not harme  
Blos      O20.94    f. 128r-v    Litle thinckst Thou poore floure  
Prim      O20.95    f. 129r-v    Vpon thys Primerose hyll  
Relic     O20.96   ff. 129v-30   When my Graue is broke vp agayne 
Damp      O20.97    f. 130r-v    When I am dead, and Doctors know not why 
EpEliz    O20.98   ff. 130v-33   Hayle Bishop Valentine, whose Day thys is  
Eclog     O20.99   ff. 133-38v   Vnseasonable Man, Statue of Ice  
Har       O20.100  ff. 138v-42v  Fayre Soule, wch was not only, as all Soules bee

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