IDENTILIN$$ File F011B460 Stowe 961, ff.52r-v. G.L., GAS/0/7-18-92 011.B46.HE1 Elegie:[cluster of three grapes]. 011.B46.001 Fond woman, which wouldst haue thy husband dye, 011.B46.002 And yet complainst of his greate Iealousie: 011.B46.003 If Swolne with poison, he lay in's last Bed, 011.B46.004 His bodie with a Sere barke couered. 011.B46.005 Drawinge his breath as thicke and short, as can 011.B46.006 The nimblest Crotchettinge Musitian; 011.B46.007 Ready with loathsome vomitinge to Spew 011.B46.008 His Soule out of one Hell, into a new; 011.B46.009 Made deafe with his poore kindreds howlinge Cryes 011.B46.010 Begginge with few faind teares great Legacies 011.B46.011 Thou wouldst not weepe, but iolly and frolicke bee, 011.B46.012 As a slaue which to morrowe should be free. 011.B46.013 Yet weep'st thou, when thou seest him hungerlie 011.B46.014 Swallowe his owne bane, Deathfull Iealousie. 011.B46.015 O giue him many thancks, hee's Curteous, 011.B46.016 That in suspectinge kindely warneth us. 011.B46.017 We must not as we vsd, floute openly 011.B46.018 In Scoffinge riddles his deformitie. 011.B46.019 Nor at his boarde together beinge Sate 011.B46.020 With words, or touch scarce lookes adulterate: 011.B46.021 Nor when he, Swolne, and pamperd, with highe feare 011.B46.022 Sits downe, and Snorts, cag'd in his basket Chaire 011.B46.023 Must we vsurpe his owne Bed any more 011.B46.024 Nor kisse and play in his house as before. 011.B46.025 Now I see my dangers; for that is 011.B46.026 His Realme, his Castle, and his Diocesse. 011.B46.027 But if (as envious men which would reuile 011.B46.028 >There Prince< Or coyn his Golde, themselues exile 011.B46.029 Into an other Country and doe it there) [CW:om] 011.B46.030 We into Some third place retired were [52v] 011.B46.031 There will we Scorne his houshold pollicies 011.B46.032 His Silly plotts, and pentionary Spies 011.B46.033 As th'Inhabitants of Thames right Side 011.B46.034 Doe Londons Maior, or Germans the Popes pride. 011.B46.0SS [om] Finis/ Three grape clusters 011.B46.0$$ The end of the poem is connected to another non-Donnean poem with no break.