IDENTILIN$$  F109WN5|Storm|NLW ms. 12443A, Part ii|pp. 105-10\T:EWS\o\7-12-85\T,FM:JSC\mf\6-9-98\P:EWS\hwt,mf\6-22-05\C:JSC\12-20-05
109.WN5.HE1  %X%1The storme to M%5r%6 C. B%2
109.WN5.001  Thou which art I (tis nothing to be soe)
109.WN5.002  Thou, which art still thy selfe, by theis shallt knowe
109.WN5.003  Part of our passage, and a hand or eye
109.WN5.004  by Hilliarde drawne, is worth in[sic] historye
109.WN5.005  By a worse Painter made, and without pride
109.WN5.006  when by thy Iudgement, they are dignified
109.WN5.007  My lines are such it is the Preheminencie[sic]
109.WN5.008  of frindship onely to impute Excellencie[sic]
109.WN5.009  England, to whome we owe what wee be, and hate[sic]
109.WN5.010  sad, that her Sonnes did seeke a forraine grate[sic]
109.WN5.011  ffor fates, or ffortunes driftes none can South=say
109.WN5.012  honour & miserie haue one face and way [CW:ffrom]
109.WN5.013  ffrom out her pregna%Mt entrailles sighed a wind [p.106]
109.WN5.014  which at the ayres middle marble roome did find
109.WN5.015  Such strange resistance that it selfe it threwe
109.WN5.016  Downeward againe and soe when it did viewe
109.WN5.017  how in the %1Port%2 our ffleet deare time did leese
109.WN5.018  withering like Prisoners w%5ch%6 lye but for fees
109.WN5.019  mildlie it kist our sayles, and fresh and *%>>s<weete
109.WN5.020  As to a stomacke starv'd, whose insides meete
109.WN5.021  meat comes, it came & swole our sayles, when we
109.WN5.022  Soe ioy'd as %1Sara%2, her swelling ioy'd to see
109.WN5.023  But 't'was[sic] but soe kind as our Countrey men
109.WN5.024  which bring ffriends one dayes way, & leaue them then [CW:Then]
109.WN5.025  Then like too mightie Kings, which dwelling farre [p.107]
109.WN5.026  Asunder, meete against a third to warre
109.WN5.027  The South & West winds ioyn'd and as they blew
109.WN5.028  waues like a rowling Trench before them threwe
109.WN5.029  Sonner[sic] then you and[sic] this line did the gall[sic]
109.WN5.030  like shott not fear'd till felt our sayles assaile
109.WN5.031  And what at first was calld a gust, the same
109.WN5.032  hath now a stormes, anon a tempests name
109.WN5.033  Ionas, I pittie thee and curse those men
109.WN5.034  who when the storme rag'd most did wake thee then
109.WN5.035  Sleepe is paines easiest salue and doth fullfill
109.WN5.036  all offices of Death except to kill [CW:but][miscatch]
109.WN5.037  But when I wak'd I sawe %Yand%Z>%5that%6< I sawe not [p.108]
109.WN5.038  I and the Sun w%5ch%6 should teach me, and[sic] forgott
109.WN5.039  East We>%Ya%Z<st, day, night, that%>>and< I could but staie
109.WN5.040  If the world had lasted now it had beene day
109.WN5.041  Thousands our noises were yet [sic]mongest all
109.WN5.042  Could none by his right name but Thunder call
109.WN5.043  Lightning was all our light and it rein'd more
109.WN5.044  Then if the Sunne had drunke the sea before
109.WN5.045  Some conffin'd[sic] in their Cabbins lie, equallie
109.WN5.046  greiu'd that they are not dead, and yet must die
109.WN5.047  And as Sin=burdned soules from graues will creepe
109.WN5.048  at the last day, some foorth their Cabbins peepe [CW:and][miscatch]
109.WN5.049  And tremblingly do aske what newes, & doe heare soe [p.109]
109.WN5.050  like iealous husbands what they would not knowe
109.WN5.051  Some sittyng on the hatches would seeme there
109.WN5.052  with hydeous gazing to feare away feeare[sic]
109.WN5.053  There note they the ships sicknesses, The mast
109.WN5.054  shag'd[sic] with this Ague, and the hould, and wast 
109.WN5.055  with a salt dropsie clogg'd, and all our tacklings
109.WN5.056  snapping like to high-stretch[sic] treble strings
109.WN5.057  And from our tottered sayles, raggs dropp downe soe
109.WN5.058  as from one hang'd in chaines a yeare agoe
109.WN5.059  Euen our Ordina%Mce plac'd for our defence
109.WN5.060  striue to breake loose and scape away from thence [CW:pumping][miscatch]
109.WN5.061  Pumping hath t>*%>i<r'd our men, & whats the gaine [p.110]
109.WN5.062  Seas into Seases[sic!] throwne we sucke in againe
109.WN5.063  hearing hath deaff'd our saylers, and if they knewe
109.WN5.064  how to heare, there's none knewe what to#>%Yto%Z< say
109.WN5.065  compar'd to theis stormes, Death is but a qualme
109.WN5.066  Hell somewhat lightsome, & the Barmada calme
109.WN5.067  darkenes, lights elder brother, his birthright
109.WN5.068  Claymes o're this world, and to heauen hath chac'd light
109.WN5.069  All things are one, and that one none can be
109.WN5.070  Since all formes vniforme deformitie
109.WN5.071  doth couer so that we, except God saye
109.WN5.072  Another fiat shall haue noe more daye
109.WN5.073  Soe violent yet long theis furies bee
109.WN5.074  not[sic] though thine absence sterue me I wish not thee
109.WN5.0SS  [om]
109.WN5.0$$ %1No ind; "+" in LM at l. 4; 1st word of l.64 at end of l.63%2