IDENTILIN$$ F001NY1|Arents Collection, Cat. No. S191 (Cave ms.)|pp. 1-4\KJH\x\4-6-93|GAS\o\9-20-95/C:MJJ\2-26-96; JSC\10-1-98 c:DRD June 07 001.NY1.HE1 Satire 1 001.NY1.001 Away thou changlinge, motlye humoriste 001.NY1.002 Leaue mee; & in this standing wooden cheste 001.NY1.003 Consorted with these few bookes let me lye 001.NY1.004 In prison, & heere be coffin'd when I dye. 001.NY1.005 Heere are god's conduites, graue diuines, & heere 001.NY1.006 Natures secretarie the Philosopher. 001.NY1.007 And iolly statesmen that teach how to tie 001.NY1.008 The sinnewes of a cittyes mistiq%Q bodie. 001.NY1.009 Heere gathering Croniclers; & by them stand 001.NY1.010 Giddye phantastiq%Q Poetts of each land. 001.NY1.011 Shall I leaue all this constant companie 001.NY1.012 And follow headlong wild, vncertayne thee? 001.NY1.013 ffirst sweare %Jto mee%K by thy best loue in ernest 001.NY1.014 (If thou w%5ch%6 louest all can'st loue any best) 001.NY1.015 Thou wilt not leaue me in the middle streete 001.NY1.016 Though some more spruce companion thou doe meet 001.NY1.017 Not though a Captayne doe come in thy way 001.NY1.018 Bright parcell=guilte w%5th%6 fortie dead mens pay. 001.NY1.019 Not though a briske perfum'd perte courtier 001.NY1.020 Daigne with a nod thy courtesies to answere. 001.NY1.021 Nor though a veluet Iustice, w%5th%6 a longe 001.NY1.022 Great trayne of blew=coates 12 or 14 stronge. 001.NY1.023 Shalt thou grinn or fawne on him; or p%5re%6pare 001.NY1.024 A speech to courte his beutiouse sonn & heire. 001.NY1.025 ffor better and for worse take me or leaue mee 001.NY1.026 To take & leaue mee is adulterie. 001.NY1.027 O Monster! superstitiouse puritane 001.NY1.028 Of refyn'd manners, yet ceremoniall man! 001.NY1.029 That when thou meet'st one; w%5th%6 inquiringe eies 001.NY1.030 Dost search and like a needy broker prize [CW:The#silke] 001.NY1.031 The silke & gold he weares, & to that rate [p.2] 001.NY1.032 So highe or low dost vayle thy formall hatte. 001.NY1.033 That wilt consorte none vntill thou haue knowne 001.NY1.034 What lands he hath in hope or of his owne. 001.NY1.035 As if all thy companions should make thee 001.NY1.036 Ioyntures, & marry thy deer companie. 001.NY1.037 Why shouldst >thou< (that dost not only approoue 001.NY1.038 But in ranke itchie lust desire & loue 001.NY1.039 The nakednesse & barnesse to enioye 001.NY1.040 Of thy plumpe muddie whoore or prostitute boy) 001.NY1.041 Hate Virtue, though shee naked be & bare? 001.NY1.042 "At birth & death our bodies naked are. 001.NY1.043 "And 'till our soules be vnapparelled 001.NY1.044 "Of bodies, they from blisse are banished. 001.NY1.045 "Mans first best state was naked, when by Sinne 001.NY1.046 "He lost that, yet he was cloath'd, but in beasts skinne. 001.NY1.047 And in this course attire w%5ch%6 now I weare 001.NY1.048 W%5th%6 God & w%5th%6 the muses I conferr. 001.NY1.049 But since thou like a contrite penitente 001.NY1.050 Charitably warn'd of thy sinns, do'st repente 001.NY1.051 These vanityes & giddinesses: Loe, 001.NY1.052 I shutt my Chamber doore, & come letts goe. 001.NY1.053 But sooner may a cheap whoore y%5t%6 hath bin 001.NY1.054 Worne by as many seuerall men in Sinne, 001.NY1.055 As are blacke feathers or muskcolored hose 001.NY1.056 Name her childs right trew father, 'mongst all those: 001.NY1.057 Sooner may one guesse, who shall beare away 001.NY1.058 Th' Infante of London, heire to an India: 001.NY1.059 And sooner may a gulling wether=spie, 001.NY1.060 By drawing forth heauens scheame, tell certaynlye 001.NY1.061 What fashion'd hatts, or ruffes, or suits, next yeare 001.NY1.062 Our %Jsupple%K[Mvar:>>subtile<<]=witted anticke yeouths will weare [CW:Then#y%5u%6][miscatch(?)] 001.NY1.063 Then thou when thou departest hence can'st showe [p.3] 001.NY1.064 Whither, why, where, or w%5th%6 whome thou wo>%Vut%>T>on<<] the way 001.NY1.095 Saying: Him whome I last lefte all repute [CW:ffor#his] 001.NY1.096 ffor his deuice in hansomeing a suite [p.4] 001.NY1.097 To iudge of lace, pinke, paynes, cut, print or playte 001.NY1.098 Of all the court to haue the best conceipte. 001.NY1.099 Our dull Comoe%Ldians wante him. Lett him goe 001.NY1.100 But o%C god strengthen thee why stoop'st thou soe. 001.NY1.101 Why he hath trauayl'd; Longe? Noe: but to mee 001.NY1.102 W%5ch%6 vnderstand none he doth seeme to be 001.NY1.103 Perfect French and Italian; I reply'd 001.NY1.104 So is the pox. He answer'd not but spy'd 001.NY1.105 More men of sorte, of parts, of qualityes. 001.NY1.106 At last his loue he in a window spies 001.NY1.107 And like light dew exhal'd hee flings from mee 001.NY1.108 Violently rauish'd to his letcherie. 001.NY1.109 Many were there he could com%Maund noe more 001.NY1.110 He quarrell'd foughte, bled, & turn'd out of doore 001.NY1.111 Directly came to me, hanging his head 001.NY1.112 And constantly a while must keep his bed. 001.NY1.0SS Finis Primae%L Satyra. /I. Donne (plus swirl) 001.NY1.0$$ %1No ind; running HE%2 Sat. 1.%1 on pp.2-4; ll.42-46 have open quotes (lowered to baseline) in LM; ms. numbered every 5 ll. in LM%2