First-Line Index to TT1
ms. Dalhousie I, Texas Tech University
Compiled by JoAnna Klein from the facsimile of Ernest W. Sullivan, II
In left-to-right order, each item listed below is identified by (a) its Donne Variorum short form (nc = noncanonical; pr = prose), (b) a siglum-plus-ordinal-position item tag, (c) its location in the artifact (by folio or page nos.), and (d) diplomatic transcriptions of its heading (HE) and first line.
nc pr TT1.1, f. 1r-v HE %XThe ArtchBishopp %VGor: Abbotes to Kinge Iames ye first of Eng:|
ffor as mutch as we doe firmely beleeue yt the Scriptures doe directly con=
nc pr TT1.2, f. 2r-v HE %XHis ma:ties answere to ye presedent discourse.|
To the first article yt ye scripture directlye or by consequence doth
ff. 3-4v [blank]
nc pr TT1.3, f. 5r-v HE [om]
Conditor celi et terre, rex regum, et dominus dominantium,
nc pr TT1.4, f. 6 HE [om]
A sheilde of redd a crose of greine
ff. 6v-8v [blank]
nc TT1.5, f. 9r-v HE [om]
My minde to me a kingdome is
nc TT1.6, f. 10 HE %Xmr: Lamb: Cookes Epi: to his Bro: Hen:
What shall I give thee beinge dead yt I
nc TT1.7, ff. 10v-11 HE [om]
Vnto that sparklinge witt that spiritt of fier
nc TT1.8, f. 11 HE [om]
How happie is he borne or tawghte,
ff. 11v-15 [blank]
nc f. 15v HE [om]
The shippard Thirsis longed to die
ElAnag TT1.9, f. 16r-6v HE [om]
Marrye: and loue thy flauia for she
Curse TT1.10, f. 17 HE %XA curse:|
Whoever: guesses, thinkes, or dreames, hee knowes
nc TT1.11, f. 17v HE [om]
Bewayre fayre Mayd; of musicke courtiers oathes
nc TT1.12, f. 17v HE [om]
Lost Iewells may be recouered, virginitye neuer:|
nc TT1.13, f. 18 HE [om]
yst for a fauor, or for some dislike
nc TT1.14, f. 18 HE %Xa songe:
I die when as I doe not see
nc TT1.15, f. 18 HE [om]
Onste and no more, so sayd my love
nc TT1.16, f. 18v HE [om]
for a louinge constand harte
nc TT1.17, f. 19 HE %Xa songe
When my hart seemes most ingaged
nc TT1.18, ff. 19v-20 HE [om]
Some who the speakinge sparke of my first loue did spie
f. 20v [blank]
Sat3 TT1.19, ff. 21-22 HE %XSatire
Kind pittie choakes my spleene braue scorne forbidds
Sat4 TT1.20, ff. 22-24 HE [om]
Well I may now receiue and die my sinne
Sat5 TT1.21, ff. 24v-25 HE %XA Satire 3
Thou shalt not laugh in this leafe Muse nor they
Sat2 TT1.22, ff. 25v-26v HE [om]
Sir though (I god thank god for itt I doe hate
ElBrac TT1.23, f. 27r-v HE %XEligia. 1.
Not that in colour it was like thy haire
nc TT1.24, f. 28r-v HE %XA Paradoxe in praise of a painted face
Not kisse? By loue I must and make Impression
nc TT1.25, f. 29r-v HE %XA Verie woman
Woman is a dowbakd man or shee ment
nc pr TT1.26, f. 29v HE %XHer next part
Her lightnes getts her to swimm att Topp of the Table
nc pr TT1.27, f. 30 HE %XA good woman
A good woman is a comfort like a man Shee lackes
nc TT1.28, f. 30 HE %XThe Epitaph to Mr Ouerbu: wife
The spann of my daies measured here I rest
ElComp TT1.29, ff. 30v-31 HE %XEligia 2
As the sweet sweat of Roses in a still
ElPerf TT1.30, f. 31r-v HE %XElegia 3.
Once and but once found in thy company
ElChange TT1.31, f. 32 HE %XEligia 4.
Although thy hand and faith and good woorkes too
ElWar TT1.32, f. 32v HE %XEligia 5
When I haue peace with thee warr other men
ElBed TT1.33, f. 33 HE %XEligia 6
Come Madame come all rest my powers defie
ElAut TT1.34, f. 33v HE Widdowe Her[LM]
No spring nor summer beautie hath such grace
nc TT1.35, ff. 34-36v HE [om]
I knowe not how it comes to passe
nc TT1.36, f. 36v HE %XLenvoy
My maisters all that read this rime
nc TT1.37, f. 37 HE [om]
If any aske what Tarquin meant to mary
nc TT1.38, f. 37 HE [om]
It was a question in Harroldry
nc TT1.39, f. 37v HE [om]
Mris Attorney scorning long to brooke
Storm TT1.40, f. 38r-v HE %XA Storme
Thou wch art I (tis nothing to be soe
Calm TT1.41, f. 39r-v HE %XA Calme
Our storme is past and that stormes tirannous rage
RWThird TT1.42, ff. 39v-40 HE [om]
Like one who in her third widdowhood doth professe
HWNews TT1.43, f. 40 HE [om]
Here is no more newes then vertue I may as well
nc TT1.44, f. 40v HE [om]
Deare loue continue nice and chast
nc TT1.45, f. 41 HE [om]
Wonder of Beautie Goddesse of my sence
nc TT1.46, f. 41 HE [om]
ffaire Eies doe not thinke scorne to read of loue
nc TT1.47, f. 41v HE %XAn Epistle to Mr Ben: Iohnson Ian 6 1603 |
The state and mens affaires are the best plaies
nc TT1.48, f. 42 HE %XAnother Epistle to Mr Ben: Iohnson Nov 9 1603
If great men wrong mee I will spare my selfe
nc TT1.49, f. 42r-v HE %XAn Eligie to Mrs Boulstredd
Shall I goe force an Eligie abuse
nc TT1.50, ff. 42v-43 HE %XAn Eligie to Sr Thomas Roe 1603
Tell her if shee to hired seruantes shewe
nc TT1.51, f. 43 HE %XElegia |
True loue tindes witt but he whose witt doth mooue
nc TT1.52, f. 43v-44 HE %XAn Elegie
Come ffooles I feare you not all whom I owe
Leg TT1.53, f. 44 HE %XElegie
When I died last and deare I die
Broken TT1.54, f. 44v HE %Eligie
He is starke madd who euer saies
nc TT1.55, f. 45 HE [om]
Absence heare thou my protestation
Twick TT1.56, f. 45r-v HE Twittnam Garden [LM]
Blasted with sighes and svrrounded wth teares
GoodM TT1.57, f. 45v HE [om]
I wonder by my troth what thou and I
LoveAlch TT1.58, f. 46 HE %XMummy
Some that haue deeper diggd Loues mine then I
Break TT1.59, f. 46 HE [om]
T'is true t'is day what though itt bee
SunRis TT1.60, f. 46v HE [om]
Busie old foole vnrulie Sunn
Lect TT1.61, ff. 46v-47 HE [om]
Stand still and I will read to thee
Triple TT1.62, f. 47 HE [om]
I am two fooles I knowe
Image TT1.63, f. 47v HE %XElegie
Image of her whome I loue more then shee
LovDiet TT1.64, ff. 47v-48 HE %XLoues Diett
To what a cumbersome vnwildines
ValMourn TT1.65, f. 48r-v HE %XElegie
As vertuous men passe mildlie away
Mark TT1.66, ff. 48v-49 HE %XAn Eligie vpon the death of the La: Markham
Man is the world and death the Ocean
BedfShe TT1.67, f. 49v HE %XAn Elegie to the La: Bedford
Yow that shee and yow thats double shee
BoulRec TT1.68, f. 50r-v HE %XAn Eligie vpon the death of Mris Boulstredd
Death I recant and say vnsaid by mee
BoulNar TT1.69, f. 51r-v HE %XAnother Eligie vpon the death of Mris Boulstredd
Language thou art to narrow and too weake
ElServe TT1.70, ff. 51v-52 HE Elegie [on right side of same line with BoulNar SS]
Oh lett not mee serue so as those men serue
Will TT1.71, f. 52r-v HE %XLoues Legacie
Before I sigh my last gaspe lett mee breath
nc TT1.72, ff. 52v-53 HE %XTo the Countesse of Rutland
Madam / So may my verses pleasing bee
ElExpost TT1.73, ff. 53v-54 HE %XElegie
To make the doubt more cleare that no womans true
SGo TT1.74, f. 54 HE %XA song
Goe and catch a falling starr
LovDeity TT1.75, f. 54v HE %XLoues Deitie
I long to talke wth some old louers ghost
Fun TT1.76, f. 54v-55 HE %XThe Funerall
Who euer com**es to shrowd mee doe not harme
LovUsury TT1.77, f. 55 HE [om]
ffor euery houre that thou wilt spare me now
Flea TT1.78, f. 55v HE [om]
Marke butt this flea and marke in this
Commun TT1.79, f. 55v-56 HE [om]
Good wee must loue and must hate ill
WomCon TT1.80, f. 56 HE [om]
Now thou hast lou'd mee one whole day
nc TT1.81, f. 56v HE [om]
A fine yong Priest of kin to frier ffrapper
nc TT1.82, f. 57 HE [om]
A Taylour thought a man of vpright dealing
nc TT1.83, f. 57 HE [om]
The famous learned Tullie long agoe
nc TT1.84, f. 57 HE [om]
You wished me to take a wife faire rich & yong
Faust TT1.85, f. 57 HE [om]
faustinus keepes his sister & a whore
nc TT1.86, ff. 57v-58 HE [om]
Goe soule the bodies guest
nc TT1.87, f. 58 HE [om]
Emelia embraceing many guifts and loues
nc TT1.88, f. 58 HE %XThe fruites of a good conscience
To shine in silke and glister all in gold
nc TT1.89, ff. 58v-60v HE %XThe Remedy of Loue
When Loue did read the title of my booke
nc TT1.90, ff. 60v-62 HE %XThe second part of the Remedy of Loue.
Hitherto haue I breathd now will I bring
nc TT1.91 f. 62v HE [om]
Dido was the Carthage Queene
nc TT1.92 f. 62v HE [om]
Dido wept but what of this
nc TT1.93 f. 63 HE %XAn epitath:
Heire lyes an honest cobler whom curst fate
f. 63v [blank]
nc TT1.94 ff. 64-65 HE %XAn Elegie upon the death of the / %XLate Lord Howard Baron
of Effing= / %X=ham dead, the 10. Dec: 1615.
I did not know the lord, nor doe I striue
nc TT1.95 ff. 65v-67 HE %XOn the Duke of Richmonds / %Xfate an Elegie:|
It was the morne that ushered that blest day
ff. 67v-69v [blank]