IDENTILIN$$  F126WN1 BB|Dolau Cothi ms.|pp. 130-31\JW\EWS trans\2-3-95\P:T-LP\o\5-12-95\C:JGW\9-16-99; JSC 10-7-99
126.WN1.HE1  To: M: B: B: [p.130]
126.WN1.001  Is not thy sacred hvnger of science
126.WN1.002  Yet satisfied? is not thy braines rich hiue
126.WN1.003  Fulfild with honie, which thou dost deriue
126.WN1.004  From the Arts Spiritts, and their Quintessence
126.WN1.005  Then weane thy selfe att last, and thee with drawne
126.WN1.006  From Cambridge, thy old Nurse; and as the rest
126.WN1.007  Here toughlye chaw, and sturdilie disgest
126.WN1.008  The Immense Vast Volumes of our Common Lawe;
126.WN1.009  And begin soone, least my griefe griue thee too,
126.WN1.010  Which is that that which I showld haue begun
126.WN1.011  In my youths Morninge, Now late mvst bee done [CW:om]
126.WN1.012  And I as giddie trauellours mvst doe, [p.131]
126.WN1.013  Which straie, or sleepe all daie, and hauing lost
126.WN1.014  Light, and Strength, darke, and tird mvst then ride poste
126.WN1.015  If thou vnto thy Muse bee maried,
126.WN1.016  Embrace her ever, ever Multiplie;
126.WN1.017  Bee farr from mee that strange Adulterie
126.WN1.018  To tempt thee and procure her Widdow-hood
126.WN1.019  My muse (for I had one) because I am cold
126.WN1.020  Diuoucd her selfe; the cause beinge in mee
126.WN1.021  That I can take no new in Bigamee
126.WN1.022  Nott my will only, but power doth with hold,
126.WN1.023  Hence comes itt, that these rimes which neuer had
126.WN1.024  Mother, want matter; and they only haue
126.WN1.025  A little forme, the which there father gaue.
126.WN1.026  They are profane, imperfect, oh, too bad  
126.WN1.027  To bee counted children of Poetrye.
126.WN1.028  Except confirmd, and Bishopped by thee.
126.WN1.0SS  [scribal slash]
126.WN1.0$$  Not broken into sts.; ll. 2, 3, 6, 7, 10, 11, 13, 14, 16, 17, 20, 21, 24, 25, 27, 28 ind.