IDENTILIN$$  F109OQ1|Queen's College ms.|ff. 207-08|JSC\x\10-9-96\P:EWS\o\6-19-97\C:JSC\11-20-97; FinalC 7-21-00
109.OQ1.HE1  %X%1A Storme%2.
109.OQ1.001  T%+how w%5ch%6 art I. Tis nothinge to be soe:
109.OQ1.002  thou w%5ch%6 art still thy self, by theis shalt knowe%-
109.OQ1.003  part of our passadge, and a hand or eie
109.OQ1.004  by %1Hilliard%2 drawne is worth an historie
109.OQ1.005  by a worse painter made. And w%5th%6out pride
109.OQ1.006  (when by thy iudgment they are dignifide)
109.OQ1.007  my lynes are such: Tis the prehemynence.
109.OQ1.008  of frendship onlie to impute excellence:
109.OQ1.009  England to whome we owe what we be and haue
109.OQ1.010  Sad that her sonnes did seeke a forraigne graue
109.OQ1.011  (for fates or fortunes men can soothsaie
109.OQ1.012  Honor and miserie haue one face on waie)
109.OQ1.013  from out her pregnant entrailes sighd a wynd
109.OQ1.014  w%5ch%6 att the aires midle marble roome did fynd [CW:such#stronge][miscatch]
109.OQ1.015  Such stronge resistance, that itself it threwe [f.207v
109.OQ1.016  downwards againe. And so when it did view
109.OQ1.017  howe in the port our fleete deare tyme did leese,
109.OQ1.018  withering, like prisoners w%5ch%6 laie but for fees
109.OQ1.019  mildly it kissde our sailes, and fresh and sweete
109.OQ1.020  As to a stomack staru'de whose insides meet,
109.OQ1.021  meat comes, it came, and swelld our Sailes, when we
109.OQ1.022  so ioyde as Sara her swellinge ioyde to see,
109.OQ1.023  But twas but so kynde as are our Country men
109.OQ1.024  who bringes frendes one daies waie and leaues them then
109.OQ1.025  Then like to mightie kinges, whoe dwelling farre
109.OQ1.026  assunder meet against a third to warre
109.OQ1.027  the South and west wynds ioyne, and as they blew
109.OQ1.028  waues like a rowlinge trench, before them threwe,
109.OQ1.029  Sooner then yo%5u%6 read this lyne, did the gale
109.OQ1.030  like shott not fearde till felte, our sailes assaile,
109.OQ1.031  and what at first was cald a guste, the same
109.OQ1.032  hath nowe a stormes, anon a tempestes name
109.OQ1.033  [sic]Jonas I pittie thee, and curse those men
109.OQ1.034  whoe when the storme radgd most did wake thee then.
109.OQ1.035  Sleepe is paines easiest salue, and doth fulfill
109.OQ1.036  all offices of death except to kyll
109.OQ1.037  But when I wakt I sawe that I sawe not
109.OQ1.038  yea and the sunne w%5ch%6 shold teach me had forgott
109.OQ1.039  East west daie night, And I could but saie
109.OQ1.040  if the world had lasted, now it had ben daie
109.OQ1.041  Thousands our noises were, yet we mongst all
109.OQ1.042  could none by his right name (but thunder) call
109.OQ1.043  Lightninge was all our light, and it raynde more
109.OQ1.044  then if the sun had druncke the Sea before
109.OQ1.045  Some coffynde in their Cabbyns lye, equallie
109.OQ1.046  greivde that they%Y'%Z are not dead, and yet must dy
109.OQ1.047  And as Sun=burnt soules from graues will creepe
109.OQ1.048  at the last daie; some forth their Cabbens peepe,
109.OQ1.049  and tremblinge #*aske what newes? and heare, soe,
109.OQ1.050  as iealous husbands, what they would not knowe
109.OQ1.051  Some sittinge on the hatches would seeme there
109.OQ1.052  w%5th%6 hideous gazinge to feare awaie feare,
109.OQ1.053  Then note they the ships sicknes, the mast
109.OQ1.054  shakde w%5th%6 this ague and hold, and waste [CW:w%5th%6#a#%-
109.OQ1.055  w%5th%6 a salt dropsy cloggd, and all our tacklinges [f.208
109.OQ1.056  snappinge like to high=stretcht treble stringes
109.OQ1.057  and from our totterd sailes ragges dropp downe soe
109.OQ1.058  as from one hangd in chaines a yeare agoe
109.OQ1.059  Even our ordynance placde for our defence
109.OQ1.060  Stryve to breake loose and scape awaie from thence
109.OQ1.061  Pumpinge hath tyrde our men, and whats the gaine?
109.OQ1.062  Seas to seas throwne, we suck in againe:
109.OQ1.063  Hearing hath deafte our Sailers and if they
109.OQ1.064  knewe howe to heare there's none knowes what to saie
109.OQ1.065  Compard to theis stormes death is but a qualme
109.OQ1.066  Hell somwhat lightsom and the %1Burmudas%2 calme
109.OQ1.067  darknes lightes elder brother, his birthright
109.OQ1.068  claymes ore the world, and to heaven hath chacd light
109.OQ1.069  All thinges are one, and that one none can be
109.OQ1.070  Synce all formes vniforme deformitie
109.OQ1.071  doth cover, So that we (except God saie
109.OQ1.072  another %1fiat%2) shall haue no more daie
109.OQ1.073  Soe longe but violent theis furies be
109.OQ1.074  That though thyne absence sterue me I wish not thee
109.OQ1.0SS  [om]
109.OQ1.0$$  %1No ind; J in l.33 differs from I%2