IDENTILIN$$ File F008H03 Harvard, Eng. 966.1\ff 5-6[wr.ff.=9-11]\M:GL\mf\P:DAF\o\5-11-92\C:JSC 008.H03.0HE M%5r%6 Iohn Donne to a Ladie whose Chaine he had Loste 008.H03.001 Not that in Colour it was like thy haire 008.H03.002 ffor amulets of that thou might lett me weare 008.H03.003 Nor that thy hand it oft imbrac'd and kiss'd 008.H03.004 For soe it had that good w%5c%6h oft I mis't 008.H03.005 Nor for that silly old moralitie 008.H03.006 That as these linkes are knitt our loue should bee 008.H03.007 Mourne I, that I thy seauen-fold Chaine haue loste 008.H03.008 Nor for the luck-sake, but the bitter cost, 008.H03.009 O, that>>var:shall<< Twelve Righteous Angells w%5c%6h as yet 008.H03.010 Noe leauen of vilder solder did admitt 008.H03.011 Nor yet by anie faute haue stray'd or gone 008.H03.012 From their firste state of %YDr%ZCreation 008.H03.013 Angells w%5c%6h heauen Commaunded to provide 008.H03.014 All thinges to mee to bee my faithfull guide 008.H03.015 To gaine new freindes, to appease greate Enimyes 008.H03.016 To Comforte my soule when I lye or rise 008.H03.017 Shall these Twelve Innocents by thy seuere 008.H03.018 Sentence (Dread Iudge) my sins greate burthen beare 008.H03.019 Shall they be damn'd and the ffurnace throwne 008.H03.020 And punnish'd for offences not their owne 008.H03.021 They saue not mee: they doe not ease my paines 008.H03.022 When in that Hell they are burnt and tyed in Chaines 008.H03.023 Were they but Crownes of ffrannce I cared not 008.H03.024 For moste of these their naturall Contries rott 008.H03.025 I thinke posses, for here they come to vs 008.H03.026 Soe pale, soe lame, soe leane, soe ruinous 008.H03.027 And howsome're ffrench Kinges moste Christian bee 008.H03.028 Theire Crownes are Circumcisd moste Iewishly 008.H03.029 Or were they Spanishe stamps still trauailinge 008.H03.030 That are become as Catholike as their Kinge 008.H03.031 Those vnlick't beare-whelpes, vnfil'd pistolets 008.H03.032 That more then Cannon shot availes or letts 008.H03.033 That negligently left vnrounded, looke 008.H03.034 Like manie Angell'd Figures in the Booke 008.H03.035 Of some greate Coniurer that would enforce 008.H03.036 Nature all>>var:as<< these doe Iustice from her Course [CW:om] 008.H03.037 W%5c%6h a[t>>var:s<<] the soule quick[nesse>>var:ens<<] head, feet, and hearte [5v] 008.H03.038 As streames like vaines run throughe the Earths' eache parte 008.H03.039 visit>>%Y<>%Z<< all Countreys, and haue slylie made 008.H03.040 Gorgeous Frannce ruin'd, ragged and decaye'd 008.H03.041 Scotlannde w%5c%6h knew noe state proude in one day 008.H03.042 And mangled seauenteene-headed Bellgia 008.H03.043 Or were it suche Gold as that therewithall 008.H03.044 Allmightie Chymickes from eache Minerall 008.H03.045 Haveinge by subtill fier a soule out pull'd 008.H03.046 Are dirtily and desperately gull'd 008.H03.047 I would not spitt to Quenche the fier therein 008.H03.048 For they are guilty of suche heynous sinne 008.H03.049 But shall my harmlesse Angells perrishe? Shall 008.H03.050 I loose my Guard, my life, mine ease, mine all? 008.H03.051 Muche hope that they should nourishe will be dead 008.H03.052 Muche of my liuely youthe and liuely=head 008.H03.053 Will vanishe; if thou loue lett them alone 008.H03.054 For thou wilt loue me lesse when they are gone 008.H03.055 O bee content that some loud squeakeinge Cryer 008.H03.056 Well pleas'd with one leane thrid=baire groate for hire 008.H03.057 May like a Diuell roare throughe euery streete 008.H03.058 And gall the finders Conscience if they meet. 008.H03.059 O lett me Creep to some dreade Coniurer 008.H03.060 That with Phantastique Schemes fullfills much paper 008.H03.061 That hathe devided heav'n in Tenements 008.H03.062 And with Theeus, Whores, and Murtherers stuff't Tents 008.H03.063 Soe full that thoughe he passe them all in sinne 008.H03.064 Hee leaues himselfe noe roome to Enter in 008.H03.065 And if when all his arte and Tyme is spent 008.H03.066 Hee say t'will ne're be founde; yet be content 008.H03.067 Receiue from him the Doome vngrudginglie 008.H03.068 Because he is the mouthe of Destinie.| 008.H03.069 Thou say'st alas the Gold dothe still remaine 008.H03.070 Thoughe it bee chang'd and put into a Chaine 008.H03.071 Soe in the first fall'en Angells resteth still 008.H03.072 Wisdome and Knowledge, but t'is turn'd to ill 008.H03.073 As these should doe Good workes, and should prouide 008.H03.074 Necessityes, but nowe muste nurse thy pride 008.H03.075 And they are still bad Angells; mine are none 008.H03.076 For forme giues beinge; and theire forme is gone 008.H03.077 Pittie these Angells, yet their dignities 008.H03.078 Passe Vertues, Powers, and Principalityes 008.H03.079 But thou art resolute; Thy will be done 008.H03.080 Yet with suche anguishe as her onely Sonne.| [CW:The#Mother] 008.H03.081 The Mother in the hungrie Graue dothe laye [6r] 008.H03.082 Vnto the fier these Martyres I betraye 008.H03.083 Good soules, for you giue life to euery thinge 008.H03.084 Good Angells for good Messages you bringe 008.H03.085 Destin'd you might haue beene to such a one 008.H03.086 That would haue lou'd worship't you alone 008.H03.087 One that would suffer hungar, nakedness 008.H03.088 yea deathe ere he would make you numberlesse 008.H03.089 But I am guilty of yo%5r%6 sad decay 008.H03.090 May your ffee>>var:ffew<<=fellowes longer with me staye 008.H03.091 But oh! thou wretched finder whome I hate 008.H03.092 Soe that I allmoste pittie thine Estate 008.H03.093 Gold beinge the heauiest amongst all 008.H03.094 May my moste heauie course vpon the fall 008.H03.095 Here fetter'd, manacled, and ty'd in Chaines 008.H03.096 Firste mayst thou bee, then Chain'd in Hellishe paines 008.H03.097 Or bee with Forraigne Gold brib'd to betraye 008.H03.098 Thy Country and faile bothe of that, and paye 008.H03.099 May the next thing thou stoop'st to reache, c[in>>var:on<<]taine 008.H03.100 Poysone whose nimble f[a>>var:u<<]me rott thy moyste braine 008.H03.101 Or libells, or some interdicted thinge 008.H03.102 w%5c%6h negligently kept thy ruyne bringe 008.H03.103 Lust bred disseasses rott the, and dwell w%5t%6h thee 008.H03.104 Itchie desier and noe abillitie 008.H03.105 May all the hurte w%5c%6h euer Gold hathe wrought 008.H03.106 All mischeefs that all diuells euer thought 008.H03.107 Wante after plentie, poore and Gouty age 008.H03.108 The plagues of Trauellers, Loue, Marriage 008.H03.109 Afflict the, and at thy liues laste moment 008.H03.110 May thy swolne sinnes to the themselus present 008.H03.111 But I foregiue repent the honnest man 008.H03.112 Gold is restoratiue, restore it then 008.H03.113 But if from it thou be'est lothe to departe 008.H03.114 Because t'is Cordiall would t'wer at thy hearte 008.H03.0SS om 008.H03.0$$ %1Ll. 23, 29, 43, 49, 55, 59, 69, 79 ind; corr/variants interlin. in 2nd hand%2