IDENTILIN$$  F112C08|HWKiss|Leconfield MS, Add. 8467|ff. 38v-40\GL\mf\P:TLP;EWS\o\7-9-93;7-3-95\C:JSC\'95; 11-20-00
112.C08.0HE  %XTo S:%5r%6 Henrie Wotton.
112.C08.001  S:%5r%6 more then Kisses, letters mingle soules.
112.C08.002  ffor thus frends absent speake.  This ease controules
112.C08.003  The teadiousnes of my life: Butt for these
112.C08.004  I could Ideate nothing, w%5ch%6 could please.
112.C08.005  Butt I shoold wither in one day, and passe
112.C08.006  To a bottle of hay, that am a lock of grass.
112.C08.007  Life is a voiage. And in our lifes wayes
112.C08.008  Countries, Courts, townes are rocks, or Remoraes.
112.C08.009  They break or stopp all shipps, yett our state is such
112.C08.010  That though then pitch, they stayne worse, wee must tuche.
112.C08.011  Yf in the furnace of the euen lyne
112.C08.012  Or vnder th'Aaduerse[sp:sic] Icie poles, thou pine,
112.C08.013  Thou knowest twoe temperate Regions girded in
112.C08.014  Dwell there:  Butt oh, what refuge canst thou winn. [CW:Parch'd]
112.C08.015  Parch'd in the Court, and in the Countrie frozen? [39]
112.C08.016  Shall Citties built of bothe extreames be chosen?
112.C08.017  Can dung, and garlick bee a perfume, and can,
112.C08.018  A skorpion, or Torpedo, cure a man?
112.C08.019  Citties are worst of all three: of all three
112.C08.020  (O Knottie ridle) each is worst equallie.
112.C08.021  Citties are Sepulchers; They whoe dwell there,
112.C08.022  Are carcases, As if no such they were.
112.C08.023  And Courts are Theaters, where some men plaie
112.C08.024  Princes, some slaues, All to one end, and of one claye.
112.C08.025  The Countrie is a desert, where no good
112.C08.026  Gaind, as habitts, not borne, is vnderstood.
112.C08.027  There men become beasts, and prone to Meere euills
112.C08.028  In Citties blocks, and in leaud' Court Deuills.
112.C08.029  As in the first Chaos confusedlie
112.C08.030  Each Elements qualities, were in the other three.
112.C08.031  So pride, lust, Couetize, beeing seuerall
112.C08.032  To these three places, yett all are in all.
112.C08.033  And mingled thus, theire yssue incestuous.
112.C08.034  ffalshood is Denizons. Vertue is barbarous.
112.C08.035  Lett no man saie then.[sic] Virtues flintie wall
112.C08.036  Shall lock vice in mee. Ile doe none, but know all. [CW:Men.]
112.C08.037  Men are spunges, w%5ch%6 to powre out, receiue, [39v]
112.C08.038  Whoe knowe falce plaie, rather then loose deceaue.
112.C08.039  ffor in best vnderstandings sinne began,
112.C08.040  Angells sin'd first, then deuills, and then man.
112.C08.041  Onlie perchance beasts sinn not:  Wretched wee
112.C08.042  Are beasts in all, butt white integritie.
112.C08.043  I thinck, yf men, w%5ch%6 in these places liue
112.C08.044  Durst looke for themselues, and themselues retriue,
112.C08.045  They would like strangers greet themselues, seeing then
112.C08.046  Vtopian youth, growne olde Italian.
112.C08.047  Bee thou thine owne home, and in thy self dwell:
112.C08.048  Inne anie where, Continuance maketh hell.
112.C08.049  And seeing the snaile, w%5ch%6 euerie where dothe rome
112.C08.050  Carrying his owne house still, still is at home.
112.C08.051  ffollowe, (for hee is easie pac'd) this snaile
112.C08.052  Bee thine owne pallace, or the world is thy Gaile.
112.C08.053  And in the worlds Sea, doe not like Cork sleepe
112.C08.054  Vpon the waters face; Nor in the deepe,
112.C08.055  Sinck like a lead without >%Va< line: butt as
112.C08.056  ffishes glide, leauing no print, where thay pas,
112.C08.057  Nor making sound, so closelie thy course goe,
112.C08.058  Lett men dispute, whether they%>th>ou< breath, or no. [CW:Onlie.|]
112.C08.059  Onlie in this one thing, be no gallenist. To make [40]
112.C08.060  Courts hott ambitions holesome; Doe not take
112.C08.061  A dram of Countrie dullnes, doe nott add
112.C08.062  Correctiues, butt as Chimiques purge the badd.
112.C08.063  Butt S%5r%6 I Aduise not you, I rather doe
112.C08.064  Saie ouer those lessons, which I learn'd of you.
112.C08.065  Whome, free from German Schismes and lightnes
112.C08.066  Of ffraunce, and faire Italies ffaithlesnes,
112.C08.067  Hauing from these, suckd' all they had of worth
112.C08.068  And brought home that faith, w%5ch%6 you carried forth.[sic]
112.C08.069  I throughlie loue. Butt if my self I haue wonne
112.C08.070  To knowe my rules I haue, and you haue Donne.
112.C08.0SS  [om]
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