IDENTILIN$$  F109SN4|Storm|Wedderburn ms.|ff. 12-13|T:EWS\o\6-8-83\T&FM:JSC\mf\10-15-96\P:EWS\hwt,mf\6-21-05\C:JSC\12-21-05
109.SN4.HE1  %X%1The Storme%2.|
109.SN4.001  %1Thou%2, w.%5ch%6 art %1I%2, ('tis nothing to bee soe)
109.SN4.002  %1Thou%2, w.%5ch%6 art still %1Thy=selfe%2, by these shalt knowe
109.SN4.003  Parte of our passage; and a hande, or Eye,
109.SN4.004  By %1Hyllyard%2 drawne, is worthe an historye
109.SN4.005  By a worse Painter made; And (w%5th%6out pryde)
109.SN4.006  When by thy Iudgment they are dignify'de
109.SN4.007  My lynes are such; 'tis the preheminence
109.SN4.008  Of ffrendshipp only to impute Excellence.
109.SN4.009  England to whome wee owe what wee bee and haue,
109.SN4.010  Sadd that hir sonnes did seeke a forrayne graue,
109.SN4.011  (ffor ffates or ffortunes driftes none can soothsay
109.SN4.012  Honno%5r%6 and Miserye haue one fface and way)
109.SN4.013  ffrom oute hir pregnant entralls sigh'd a wynde,
109.SN4.014  W.%5ch%6 at the Ayres middle marble roome did fynde
109.SN4.015  Such stronge resistance, that it-selfe it threwe
109.SN4.016  Downeward agayne, and soe when it did veiwe
109.SN4.017  Howe in the Porte our ffleete deare tyme did leese,
109.SN4.018  Withering like Prisoners w%5ch%6 lye but for ffees,
109.SN4.019  Myldelye it kiste our sayles, and freshe and sweete
109.SN4.020  As to a stomacke steru'd whose insydes meete
109.SN4.021  Meate comes, it came, and swole our sayles, when wee
109.SN4.022  Soe ioy'de as %1Sara%2 hir swelling ioyde to see.
109.SN4.023  But 'twas but soe kynde as our Countrymen
109.SN4.024  W%5ch%6 bringes ffrendes one dayes way and leaues them then.
109.SN4.025  Then like two mighty kinges w%5ch%6 dwelling farre
109.SN4.026  Assunder, meete against a third to warre, [CW:om
109.SN4.027  The Southe and West wyndes ioyn'd, and as they blewe [f.12v
109.SN4.028  Waues like a rolling trenche before them threwe,
109.SN4.029  Sooner then you reade this lyne did the gale
109.SN4.030  Like shott, not fear'd till felt, our Sayles assayle,
109.SN4.031  And what at first was call'd a Guste, the same
109.SN4.032  Hath nowe a Stormes, anon a Tempestes name.
109.SN4.033  %1Ionas%2 I pittye thee, and curse those men,
109.SN4.034  Who when the %1Storme%2 rag'd most, did wake thee then;
109.SN4.035  %1Sleepe%2 is %1Paynes%2 easyest salue, and doth fullfill
109.SN4.036  All offices of Deathe, except to kill.
109.SN4.037  But when I wak'd, I sawe, that I sawe not;
109.SN4.038  %1I%2, and the %1Sun%M%2, w%5ch%6 should teache mee, had forgott
109.SN4.039  East, west, Day, nighte, and I could but say,
109.SN4.040  If the worlde had lasted, nowe it had bin Day.
109.SN4.041  Thowsandes our noyses weare, %Ybut%Z>yet< wee mongst all
109.SN4.042  Could none by his righte name but Thunder call.
109.SN4.043  Lightninge was all our Lighte; and it rayn'de more
109.SN4.044  Then if the %1Sun%M%2 had druncke the Sea before.
109.SN4.045  Some coffyn'd in their Cabbyns lye, equally
109.SN4.046  Greiu'd that they are not dead, and yet must dye.
109.SN4.047  And as synne=burden'd %1Soules%2 from graues will creepe
109.SN4.048  At the last day, some forth their Cabbyns peepe,
109.SN4.049  And tremblingly aske what Newes, and doe heare soe,
109.SN4.050  Like iealous husbandes what they would not knowe.
109.SN4.051  Some sitting on the hatches would seeme theare
109.SN4.052  W%5th%6 hideous gazing to feare away ffeare. [CW:om
109.SN4.053  Theare note they the Shipps sicknesses; The Maste [f.13
109.SN4.054  Shakd w%5th%6 this Ague, and the Holde, and Waste
109.SN4.055  W%5th%6 a salt Dropsey clog'd, and all our tacklings
109.SN4.056  Snapping like too highe stretcht treble stringes,
109.SN4.057  And from our tottred Sayles, ragges dropp downe soe,
109.SN4.058  As frone[sic] hang'd in Chaynes a yeare a goe.
109.SN4.059  Eu'en our Ordinance plac'd for our defence,
109.SN4.060  Striue to breake loose, and scape away from thence.
109.SN4.061  Pumping hath tyr'd our Men, and what's the gayne?
109.SN4.062  Seas into Seas throwne wee sucke in agayne.
109.SN4.063  Hearing hath deafte our Saylers, and if thay
109.SN4.064  Knewe howe to heare, thear's none knowes what to say.
109.SN4.065  Compar'd to these %1Stormes%2, deathe is but a qualme,
109.SN4.066  Hell somewhat lightsome, and the %1Bermuda's%2 calme.
109.SN4.067  Darcknesse Lightes elder brother, his birthrighte 
109.SN4.068  Claymes o're this worlde, and to heauen hath chac'd Lighte.
109.SN4.069  All thinges are one, and that one none can bee,
109.SN4.070  Since all formes vniforme deformitye
109.SN4.071  Doth Couer; soe that wee, except %1God%2 say
109.SN4.072  Another %1Fiat%2, shall haue noe more Day.
109.SN4.073  Soe violent, yet longe, these ffuryes bee,
109.SN4.074  That thoughe thyne Absence sterue mee, I wishe not thee.
109.SN4.0SS  I D: [with diagonal lines above and below]
109.SN4.0$$  %1No ind; l.55 written after l.53, canceled, & corrected; in l.58 
scribe conflates/truncates "from one" into "frone"%2