IDENTILIN$$  F110B47|ms. Stowe 962|ff. 156-57\GL\P:GAS\o\6-28-95\C:JSC ('95 & 7-24-00)
110.B47.0HE  %XThe Calme.|
110.B47.001  Our storme is past; And y%5t%6 stormes Tyrannous rage
110.B47.002  A stupid Calme, but nothinge it, doth swage.
110.B47.003  The fable is inverted, & farr more
110.B47.004  A blocke afflicts now, then a stocke[sic] before.
110.B47.005  Stormes chafe, & soone weare out themselues, or vs;
110.B47.006  In Calmes, heauens laugh, to see vs languish thus
110.B47.007  As steddie, as I can wish my thoughts were,
110.B47.008  Smoth as this mistresse glasse; or w%5t%6 shines there,
110.B47.009  The sea is now; and as those yles w%5ch%6 we
110.B47.010  Seeke, when we can moue, o%5r%6 shipps rooted be.
110.B47.011  As water did in stormes, now pitch runs out
110.B47.012  As leade when a firde church becomes on spoute. [CW:And#all#o%5r%6]
110.B47.013  And all o%5r%6 beautie, & o%5r%6 trym%Me decayes [156v]
110.B47.014  Like Courts remoueinge, or like ended playes.
110.B47.015  The fightinge place, now seamens raggs supplie%Ys%Z,
110.B47.016  And all the tacklinge is a fripperie.
110.B47.017  Noe vse of lanthornes: and in on place lay,
110.B47.018  ffethers, & dust to day, & isterday.
110.B47.019  Earths hollownesses, w%5ch%6 the worlds lungs are,
110.B47.020  Haue noe more winde, then the vpper vault of ayre.
110.B47.021  We can, nor left freinds, nor sought foes recouer,
110.B47.022  But meateor like, saue that we moue not, houer
110.B47.023  Only the Calenture togeather draw%Ues,
110.B47.024  Deare freinds, w%5ch%6 meete dead in great fishes iawes.
110.B47.025  And one hatches, as one Alters lies
110.B47.026  Each on, his owne prist, & owne sacrafice,
110.B47.027  Who liue, that miracle doe multiplie,
110.B47.028  Where walkers in hott Ouens, doe not die.
110.B47.029  If in despite of this, we swym%M, that hath
110.B47.030  Noe more refreshinge, then o%5r%6 brimston bath.
110.B47.031  But from the sea into the shipp we turne, 
110.B47.032  Like p%Pboyld %Jwretches%K[Var:>rotchetts<] on the coales to burne.
110.B47.033  Like Baiazett incag'd, the Sheperds Scoffe
110.B47.034  And like stacke[sic] synew'd Sampson his hayre off,
110.B47.035  Languish o%5r%6 shipps. Now as %Ythe%Z>a%A< myriade
110.B47.036  Of Ants, durst the Emperors lou'd snake invade,
110.B47.037  The Crawlinge gallies, seas Iayles, finnie chipps,
110.B47.038  Might braue o%5r%6 venices, now bedri'd shipps. [CW:whether#a.]
110.B47.039  Whether a rotton state, & hope of gayne, [157]
110.B47.040  Or disvse me from the *queasie payne [7-word_line]
110.B47.041  Of beinge belou'd, & lovinge, or the thirst
110.B47.042  Of hono%5r%6, or fayre death, out pushd me first
110.B47.043  I loose my end; for here as well as I
110.B47.044  A desperat may liue, & a Coward die.
110.B47.045  Stagg, dogg, and all w%5ch%6 from, or towards flies
110.B47.046  Is payd w%5th%6 life, or praye, or doinge dies.
110.B47.047  ffate grudgges vs all. And doth soe lay
110.B47.048  A scorge gaynst w%5ch%6 we all forgott to pray,
110.B47.049  He that at sea prayes for more winds, as well
110.B47.050  Vnder the Poles may begg cold, heate in hell.
110.B47.051  What are we then; how litle more. alas,
110.B47.052  Is man %Ymore%Z>now<, then before he was?  he was
110.B47.053  Nothinge for vs, we are for nothing fitt,
110.B47.054  Chance, or o%5r%6 seleus still disproportione it.
110.B47.055  We haue noe will, noe power, noe sence; I lie:
110.B47.056  I should not then thus feele this miserie.|
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