IDENTILIN$$  F109VA1|Neve MS(25.F.16)\ff. 12-13\JSC\mf\6-22-95\P:GAS\o\7-5-95\C:JSC\'95;7-24-01
109.VA1.HE1  %XA Storme
109.VA1.001  Thou w%5ch%6 art I? tis nothinge to be soe
109.VA1.002  Thou w%5ch%6 art still thy selfe, by these shalt know
109.VA1.003  Part of o%5r%6 passage, and a hand or eye
109.VA1.004  By %1Hilliarde%2 drawne, is worth a history
109.VA1.005  By a woorse painter made. And w%5th%6out pryde
109.VA1.006  (when by thy Iudgment they ar dignyfied)
109.VA1.007  My lynes ar such. Tis the p%5re%6heminence
109.VA1.008  Of freindshipe only, to impute excellence
109.VA1.009  England to whome wee owe; what wee be & haue
109.VA1.010  Sadd that hir sonnes did seeke a forraigne graue
109.VA1.011  ffor fates, or fortunes gifts none can sooth staye[sic]
109.VA1.012  Honor and missery, haue one face and way)
109.VA1.013  From out hir pregnant entr>a<yles sight a wynd
109.VA1.014  What the ayres middle marble roome did fynd
109.VA1.015  Such stronge resistance that it selfe it threw
109.VA1.016  Downwards againe. And soe when it did vew
109.VA1.017  How o%5r%6 fleet in the Port, deere tyme did leese
109.VA1.018  Witheringe like prisone%5rs%6, w%5ch%6 lye but for fees
109.VA1.019  Mildly it kist o%5r%6 sayles, and fresh and sweet
109.VA1.020  (As to a stomach steru'd whose insides meet
109.VA1.021  Meat cums) it came and swold[sic] o%5r%6 sayles, when wee
109.VA1.022  Soe Ioyed, as Sara hir swellinge Ioyed to see
109.VA1.023  But twas but soe kinde as ar o%5r%6 Country men
109.VA1.024  Who bringes frindes, but one dayes [om] and leaues them then
109.VA1.025  Then lyke two mighty kinges who dwellinge farr
109.VA1.026  Assunder meett[sic] against a third to warre
109.VA1.027  The south and west wyndes Ioynd, and as they blew
109.VA1.028  Waues like a rowlinge trench before them threw
109.VA1.029  Sooner then you read thys lyne did the Gale
109.VA1.030  Like shotte not feard, till fealt o%5r%6 sayles assayle [CW:And:w]
109.VA1.031  And what at first, was cald a gust the same [f.12v]
109.VA1.032  Hath now a stormes, anone a tempests name
109.VA1.033  Ionas I pitty thee, and curse those men
109.VA1.034  Who (when the storme ragd most) did wake thee then
109.VA1.035  Sleep in[sic] paynes easyest salue, and doeth fullfill
109.VA1.036  All offices of death excepte to kyll
109.VA1.037  But when I wakt I saw that I saw not
109.VA1.038  I, and the sunne w%5ch%6 should teach me had forgott
109.VA1.039  East, west, day, night. And I could but say
109.VA1.040  If the world had lasted, now, it had ben day
109.VA1.041  Thousandes o%5r%6 noyses were, yet wee mought[sic] all
109.VA1.042  Could none by his right name but thunder call
109.VA1.043  Lightninge was all o%5r%6 light and it raynd more
109.VA1.044  Then if the sunne had drancke the sea before
109.VA1.045  Some Coffinde in ther Cabbynes lye equally
109.VA1.046  Greiude that they ar not dead, yet must dye
109.VA1.047  And as sunnburnt soules from graues will creep
109.VA1.048  Att the last day some forth ther Cabbynes peepe
109.VA1.049  And tremblinge aske what newes? and doe heare soe
109.VA1.050  As Iealous husbandes what they would not know
109.VA1.051  Some syttinge on the hatches would seem there
109.VA1.052  W%5th%6 hyddyous gazinge to feare away feare
109.VA1.053  Then note they the Ships Sicknes. The mast
109.VA1.054  Shakt w%5th%6 this ague, and hold and wast
109.VA1.055  W%5th%6 a salt dropsy cloggd, and all o%5r%6 tacklings
109.VA1.056  Snappinge like to heigh stretchd trebble strings
109.VA1.057  And from o%5r%6 totterd sayles raggs drope downe soe
109.VA1.058  As from one hangd in chaynes a yeare agoe
109.VA1.059  Euen o%5r%6 ordinance plact for o%5r%6 defence
109.VA1.060  Striue to breake loose, and scape away from thenc
109.VA1.061  Pompinge hath tyrd o%5r%6 men, and whats the gaine
109.VA1.062  Seas to seas, throwne we sucke in againe [CW:(Hearinge]
109.VA1.063  Hearinge hath defte o%5r%6 Saylo%5rs%6, and if they [f.13]
109.VA1.064  Knew how to heare thers, none knowes what to say
109.VA1.065  Compar'd to those stormes, Death is but a qualme
109.VA1.066  Hell somwhat lightsome, and the %1%YBurmade.%Z%>>Burmuders%2 Calme
109.VA1.067  Darcknesse, lights elder brother his b*irthright
109.VA1.068  Claymes ore the world and to heauen hath chaced ligst[sic]
109.VA1.069  All things are one, and that one none can bee
109.VA1.070  Since all formes vniforme Deformitye
109.VA1.071  Doth Couer. Soe that wee except god say
109.VA1.072  Another fiat* shall haue noe more day
109.VA1.073  Soe longe but vyolent these furyes bee
109.VA1.074  That though thne absence sterue me I wish not thee.|
109.VA1.0SS  [Long horiz. slash]
109.VA1.0$$  %1No ind.; folios on which this poem appears numbered 12 & 13 scribally%2