IDENTILIN$$  F109H07|Storm|Stephens MS\pp. 210-13\JPK/mf/6-11-93\P:DF\o\3-23-01\C:JSC\4-19-01
109.H07.0HE  %XThe Storme to S%5r%6 Basile Brooke. [not_italic]
109.H07.001  Thou w%5ch%6 art I (tis nothinge to be soe)
109.H07.002  Thou w%5ch%6 art still thy selfe by this shalt knowe
109.H07.003  Part of o%5r%6 Passage: And a hand or Eye
109.H07.004  By Hilliard drawne is worth A History
109.H07.005  By A Course[sic] Painte%5r%6 made; And w%5th%6out pryde
109.H07.006  Since by thy Iudgme%Mt they are dignifi'de
109.H07.007  My Lynes are such tis the Preae%Lmynence
109.H07.008  Of frendship onlie t'impute Exellence.[sp:sic]
109.H07.009  England to whom we owe what we bee, or haue
109.H07.010  Sadd that her sonnes did seeke a forraigne Graue
109.H07.011  For Fates or fortunes >*%>D<rifts none can soothsay,
109.H07.012  Honor and Misery have one fate[sic] one way.
109.H07.013  From out her Pregna%Mt Entrailes sigh'd a wynd
109.H07.014  W%5ch%6 at the Aiers myddle marble Roome did fynd
109.H07.015  Such stronge resistance, that it selfe it threwe
109.H07.016  Downwards againe, and so when it did viewe
109.H07.017  How in the Port o%5r%6 Fleet, deare tyme did leese
109.H07.018  Witheringe like Prisoners; w%5ch%6 lay but for fees
109.H07.019  Myldly it kist o%5r%6 sayles, & fresh, & sweet
109.H07.020  As to A stomack starv'd, whose Insydes meet
109.H07.021  meat comes it Came, & sweld o%5r%6 sayles, when wee [CW:Soe.]
109.H07.022  Soe ioyde, As Sarah her swelling ioyd to see. [p.211]
109.H07.023  But t'was but so kynd as o%5r%6 Countrymen
109.H07.024  Who brings freinds one dayes way, & leavs the%M then
109.H07.025  Then like two mightie kings w%5ch%6 dwelling farr
109.H07.026  A-sunder ioyne against a third in warr.
109.H07.027  The Sowth, and west wynds ioynd, & as they blew
109.H07.028  Waves like a Rowling trench before them threw
109.H07.029  Soone%5r%6 then yo%5w%6 read this Lyne did A Gale
109.H07.030  Like shott not feard till felt; Ou%5r%6 sayles assayle
109.H07.031  And what at first was cal'd A Gust, y%5e%6 same
109.H07.032  Hath now A storme Anon A Tempests name
109.H07.033  Ionas I pitty thee, and Curse those men
109.H07.034  Who when the storme ragd'e most, did wake thee then
109.H07.035  "#%1S[LM]leepe%2 %1is%2 %1Paines%2 %1easiest%2 %1Salve%2, & %1doth%2 %1fulfill%2
109.H07.036  %1The%2 %1offices%2 %1of%2 %1death%2 %1except%2 %1to%2 %1kill%2.|
109.H07.037  But when I waket' I sawe that I sawe not,
109.H07.038  I and the Sunn w%5ch%6 shold teach me had forgott
109.H07.039  East, West, day, Night, and I cold but[var:\>>only<<] say
109.H07.040  If the world lasted now yt had bene day.
109.H07.041  Thousands o%5r%6 Noises were, yet we mongst all
109.H07.042  Could none by his right name but thunde%5r%6 call.
109.H07.043  Liyghtninge was all o%5r%6 Light, & it rayn'd more
109.H07.044  Then if the Sun had drunk the Sea before.
109.H07.045  Some Coffynd in their Cabbins lye, ae%Lqually [CW:|.Griev'd|]
109.H07.046  Greiv'd that they are not dead, and yet must dye [p.213]
109.H07.047  And as synn burthened sowles from Graues will creepe
109.H07.048  At the last daie; Some forth their Cabbins peepe,
109.H07.049  And trembling ask what newes? And do heare so
109.H07.050  Like Iealyous Husbands, what they wold not know
109.H07.051  Some syttinge on the hatches wold seeme there
109.H07.052  W%5th%6 hydeous gazinge to feare away feare.
109.H07.053  Then note they, the ships sicknesses, y%5e%6 Mast
109.H07.054  Shakte' w%5th%6 this Ague, and the hould, & wast
109.H07.055  W%5th%6 A salt dropsy cloy'd, & all o%5r%6 Tacklings
109.H07.056  Snapinge like to high strecht treble strings
109.H07.057  And from o%5r%6 tatterd Sayles, Raggs drop down soe
109.H07.058  As from one haung'd in Chaynes a yeare agoe
109.H07.059  Even o%5r%6 Ordynance plac't for o%5r%6 defence
109.H07.060  Strive to breake loose, & gett away from thence.
109.H07.061  Pumping hath tyr'd o%5r%6 men, & whats y%5e%6 gaine?
109.H07.062  Seas into Seas growne, we suck in againe.
109.H07.063  Hearing hath deaft' o%5r%6 saylors, & if thay
109.H07.064  Know how to heare, theres none knowes what to say
109.H07.065  Compar'd to these Stormes, death is but a qualme
109.H07.066  Hell's somwhat Lightsome, and y%5e%6 Bermudas calme.
109.H07.067  Darknes (Lights elde%5r%6 Brothe%5r%6) his Byrthright [CW:Claymes.]
109.H07.068  Claymes ore y%5e%6 world, & to heave%M, hath chased light. [p.113]
109.H07.069  All things are one, and that one none can bee
109.H07.070  Since all formes vniforme Deformitie
109.H07.071  Doth cover. So that we (except god say
109.H07.072  Anothe%5r%6 Fiat) shall haue noe more day;
109.H07.073  Soe violent yet longe these furyes bee
109.H07.074  That though thine Absence starue me; I wish not /(thee
109.H07.0SS  [Three flourishes in a horiz. row w/ horiz. rule under them]
109.H07.0$$  %1No ind; horiz. rule across p. under HE;%2 Car. ms. 48. /(Ch. 
ii. 1) %1in 2nd hand in LM at HE%2