First-Line Index to HH1

First-Line Index to HH1

EL 6893, Henry E. Huntington Library (Bridgewater ms.)

Compiled by Ted-Larry Pebworth

In left-to-right order, each item listed below is identified by (a) its Donne Variorum short form (nc = noncanonical), (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 (scribal abbreviation symbols have been silently expanded).

Additional Information: Two scribes entered the texts, and a third hand made additions and corrections in a few items: 1) Scribe A entered items 1-111 on fols. 4 recto through the top of 105 verso, with fols. 83 recto-84 verso left blank, and items 128-146 on fols. 116 recto through 140 verso, as well as the prose works on fols. 162 recto-185 recto (items 147-177), with fols. 141 recto-161 verso left blank. 2) Scribe B entered items 112-127, beginning near the middle of fol. 105 verso and continuing through 115 recto, with fol. 115 verso left blank, and made corrections and noted variants in many of the poems copied by scribe A. 3) A third hand has made additions and corrections in a few poems copied by Scribe A, notably in items 64 and 67 below.

Before or during the time that the text was entered by Scribe A, the middle two leaves were cut from the nineteenth gathering; the stubs are visible between fols. 75 and 76. Donne’s verse letter to Henry Wotton beginning “Sr, Letters more then kisses mingle souls” (item no. 83, below) spans the excision, extending from fol. 75 recto through 76 recto, with no loss of text.

This index last corrected 6-7-12.

Entered by Scribe A:

Cross    HH1.1,   ff. 4-5      HE  .1. On the Cross
                                    Since Christ embrac'd ye Cross it self, dare I
Lect     HH1.2,    f. 5-5v     HE  .2.
                                    Stande still & I will reade to thee
Canon    HH1.3,   ff. 5v-6     HE  [om]
                                    For Gods sake hold your tongue, & lett me love 
LovInf   HH1.4,   ff. 6v-7     HE  [om]
                                    If yet I haue not all your love
ElNat    HH1.5,    f. 7-7v     HE  Elegye
                                    Natures lay Idyott, I taught yee to love
ElServe  HH1.6,   ff. 7v-8v    HE  Elegie
                                    Oh lett mee not serve so as those men serue
ValWeep  HH1.7,   ff. 8v-9     HE  A vale=diction
                                    Let mee power fourth
Air      HH1.8,    f. 9-9v     HE  [om]
                                    Twice or thrice had I loved thee
Image    HH1.9,    f. 10       HE  [om]
                                    Image of her whom I love more then shee
SunRis   HH1.10,   f. 10v      HE  [om]
                                    Busy ould foole vnruly sonne
ValMourn HH1.11,   f. 11-11v   HE  A valediction
                                    As virtuous men pass myldely a way
LovGrow  HH1.12,  ff. 11v-12   HE  The Spring
                                    I scarce beleve my loue to be so pure
ValBook  HH1.13,  ff. 12-13    HE  A valediction of ye Book
                                    Il'e tell the now (deare love) what yu shalt doe
ValName  HH1.14,  ff. 13v-14v  HE  A valediction to my name / in the window
                                    My name engrav'd heerin
Curse    HH1.15,  ff. 14v-15   HE  The Curse
                                    who euer ghesses thinks or dreames hee knowes
Witch    HH1.16,   f. 15-15v   HE  A songe.
                                    I fix myne eye on thyne, & there
LovUsury HH1.17,  ff. 15v-16   HE  [om]
                                    For every hower yt thou wilt spare mee nowe
Fever    HH1.18,   f. 16-16v   HE  A Fever
                                    Oh do not dye for I shall hate
BedfRef  HH1.19,  ff. 16v-18   HE  To the Countess of B.
                                    Madame / You haue refin'de mee, & to worthiest things
Ind      HH1.20,   f. 18-18v   HE  A Song
                                    I can love both faire & browne
BedfCab  HH1.21,   f. 18v      HE  Epitath
                                    Madam / That I might make your Cabanett my Tombe
                                    [first six lines only; see HH1.37]
Will     HH1.22,  ff. 18v-19v  HE  The will
                                    Before I sigh my last gasp, lett mee breath
Fun      HH1.23,  ff. 19v-20   HE  The funerall
                                    Who euer comes to shrowd mee, do not harm
LovDiet  HH1.24,   f. 20-20v   HE  Loves Dyett
                                    To what a combersome vnwildiness
ConfL    HH1.25,  ff. 20v-21   HE  [om]
                                    Some man vnworthy to bee possessor
SGo      HH1.26,   f. 21-21v   HE  Song
                                    Goe & catche a falling starre
Commun   HH1.27,  ff. 21v-22   HE  [om]
                                    Good wee must love, & must hate ill
WomCon   HH1.28,   f. 22-22v   HE  [om]
                                    Nowe thou hast lov'd mee one whole daye
LovAlch  HH1.29,  ff. 22v-23   HE  Mummye
                                    Some that haue deeper digd loves myne then I
Expir    HH1.30,   f. 23       HE  Valediction
                                    So soe, leave of this last lamenting kiss
nc       HH1.31,   f. 23v     *HE  Fragment
                                    Belieue not him whom loue hath left so wise
TWHail   HH1.32,  ff. 23v-24   HE  [om]
                                    All hayle swete poett, more full of more strong fyre
                                    [erroneously subscribed doubtfull Author by scribe B]
TWHence  HH1.33,   f. 24-24v   HE  [om]
                                    Sr / At once from hence my lynes & I depart
                                    [erroneously subscribed Incerti authoris by Scribe B]
BedfReas HH1.34,  ff. 24v-25   HE  To the Countess of B:
                                    Madam / Reason is our sowles left hand, faith, her right
Compu    HH1.35,   f. 25       HE  [om]
                                    for my first 20 yeares, synce yesterday
Sorrow   HH1.36,   f. 25v      HE  [om]
                                    Sorrow, wch to this house scarce knew ye way
BedfCab  HH1.37,   f. 26       HE  [om]
                                    My fortune & my choise this custome break
                                    [see HH1.21]
nc       HH1.38,   f. 26-26v  *HE  On the death of Mris Boulstred
                                    Stay, vew this Stone, & if thou beest not such
nc       HH1.39,   f. 26v     *HE  [om]
                                    Heere do repose, but in lamented waste
BoulNar  HH1.40,  ff. 26v-27v  HE  An Elegie vpon ye death / of Mris Bowlstred
                                    Language, thou art to narrow, & to weak
nc       HH1.41,  ff. 27v-28  *HE  [om]
                                    Death be not proud, thy hand gaue not this blow
                                    [subscribed I B by Scribe B]
Dream    HH1.42,   f. 28v      HE  Dreame
                                    Dere love, for nothing less then thee
                                    [subscribed after, When I died last.  by Scribe B]
nc       HH1.43,  ff. 29-31   *HE  Satires to Sr Nic: Smith  1602
                                    Sleep (next societie & true frendshipp
                                    [subscribed By Sr Iohn Roe by Scribe B]
nc       HH1.44,   f. 31-31v  *HE  To Ben: Johnson 6 Jan: 1603
                                    The State & mens affayres are the best playes
                                    [I.R. added to the heading and the poem 
                                    subscribed I: R. by Scribe B]
nc       HH1.45,   f. 32      *HE  [om]
                                    Vengeance will sitt above our faults; but till
nc       HH1.46,   f. 32v     *HE  Elegie
                                    True love tynd's [sic] witt, but hee whose witt doth move
nc       HH1.47,   f. 33      *HE  To Ben: Johson: [sic] 9 Novembr 1603
                                    If great men wrong mee, I will spare my selfe
                                    [subscribed doubtfull author by Scribe B]
HWNews   HH1.48   ff. 33v-34   HE  A Letter to Sr Henry Wooton
                                    Here is no more newes then virtue, I may as well
nc       HH1.49,  ff. 34-35   *HE  A fragment
                                    Now why should love a Footboyes place despise
ElComp   HH1.50   ff. 35-36    HE  Elegie
                                    As the sweet sweate of Roses in a still
nc       HH1.51,   f. 36      *HE  Against absence
                                    Absence, Heare my protestation
nc       HH1.52,  ff. 36v-37  *HE  An Elegi to Sr Tho: Roe 1603
                                    Deare Thom: / Tell her, if shee to hyred servants showe 
                                    [subscribed I. R. by Scribe B]
Carey    HH1.53,  ff. 37-38    HE  To the Ladie Carey
                                    Madam / Heere, where by all, all saynts invoked are
ElExpost HH1.54,  ff. 38v-39v  HE  Elegye
                                    To make the doubt clere, that no womans true
Token    HH1.55,  ff. 39v-40   HE  [om]
                                    Sennde mee some token that my hope may liue
MHPaper  HH1.56,  ff. 40-41    HE  [om]
                                    Mad paper stay & grudge not here to burne
Anniv    HH1.57,  ff. 41-41v   HE  [om]
                                    All kings & all their favorites
LovExch  HH1.58,  ff. 41v-42v  HE  [om]
                                    Love, any Devill els but you
Prohib   HH1.59,   f. 42v-43   HE  I D [for the first two stanzas; the final stanza is headed T R]
                                    Take heede of loving mee
Under    HH1.60,   f. 43-43v   HE  [om]
                                    I haue done one braver thing
EdHerb   HH1.61,  ff. 43v-44v  HE  A letter to Sr Edward Harbert
                                    Man is a lump, where allbeasts [sic] kneaded be
ElJeal   HH1.62,  ff. 44v-45   HE  [om]
                                    Fond woman that would haue thy husband dye
nc       HH1.63,   f. 45v     *HE  [om]
                                    Thou send'st mee prose & rymes, I send for those
EpEliz   HH1.64,  ff. 45v-47v  HE  Vppon the mariage of / the Prynce Palatyne / & the Princes on 
                                   St / Valentynes Daye
                                    Hayle Bisshop Valentyne, whose day this is
Julia    HH1.65,   f. 48      *HE  Julia
                                    Hark, newes o Envy, Thou shalt heare descry'de
nc       HH1.66,   f. 48v     *HE  Tempore Hen: 3.
                                    The state of Fraunce, as now it stands
Eclog    HH1.67A,  f. 49-51    HE  Eclogue
 (pt1)                              Vnseasonable man, Statue of Ice
Eclog    HH1.67B, ff. 51-53    HE  Epithalmion
 (pt2)                              Thou art repriv'd old yeare; thou shalt not dye
                                    [actually a continuation of item 67A, but 
                                    presented here as a separate poem]
Blos     HH1.68,  ff. 53v-54   HE  The Blossome
                                    Little thinkest thou poore flower
Relic    HH1.69,   f. 54-54v   HE  The Relique
                                    When my graue is broke vp againe 
                                    [erroneous terminal flourish after stanza one]
Damp     HH1.70,   f. 55       HE  The Dampe
                                    When I am dead & Doctors knew not whie
Prim     HH1.71,  ff. 55v-56   HE  The Primrose
                                    Vpon this primrose hill
HG       HH1.72,  ff. 56-57    HE  To Sr Henry Goodyeare
                                    Who makes the past, a patterne for next year
BedfHon  HH1.73,  ff. 57-58    HE  To the Countess of Bedford
                                    Honor is so sublime perfection
Leg      HH1.74,   f. 58v      HE  [om]
                                    When I die'd last, (& deare I dye
nc       HH1.75,   f. 59-59v  *HE  Satyre.
                                    Men write that love & reason disagree
ElAnag   HH1.76,  ff. 60-61    HE  Elegia
                                    Marry & love, thie Flavia for shee
Sat2     HH1.77,  ff. 61-63    HE  Satire
                                    Sr though (I thanke God for it) I doe hate
Sat1     HH1.78,  ff. 63-65    HE  Satyre 2
                                    Away thou changeling, motley Humorist
Sat3     HH1.79,  ff. 65-67    HE  Satyre 3
                                    Kind pitty choake my spleene; braue scorne forbids
Sat4     HH1.80   ff. 67v-72   HE  Satira 4ta
                                    Well I may now receaue, & dy, my synne
Sat5     HH1.81   ff. 72-74    HE  Satira 5ta
                                    Thou shalt not laugh in this leafe (Muse) nor they
nc       HH1.82,   f. 74-74v  *HE  To I D from Mr H. W.
                                    Worthie Sr / Tis not a coate of gray, or Shepheards life
HWKiss   HH1.83,  ff. 75-76    HE  To Mr H W.  I. D.
                                    Sr, Letters more then kisses myngle soules
ElBrac   HH1.84,  ff. 76v-78v  HE  The Bracelett
                                    Not that in coolor it was like thy haire
Ecst     HH1.85,  ff. 78v-80v  HE  The Extasye
                                    Where (like a Pillow on a Bedd)
nc       HH1.86,   f. 81      *HE  Doctor Donnes Sonnets [heading canceled]
                                    Loue bredd of glannces, twixt amorous eyes
Appar    HH1.87,   f. 81       HE  Another Sonnett
                                    When by thy scorne (o murdress) I am deade
                                    [note under the heading in the hand of Scribe B: 
                                    see ye beginning of this after ye obsequies.]
nc       HH1.88,   f. 81v     *HE  To a Watch restored to it mystres
                                    Goe & Count her better howers
                                    [note under the heading: none of D D and subscribed 
                                    W. L., both in the hand of Scribe B]                              
RWThird  HH1.89,   f. 82-82v   HE  A letter of Doctor Dunne to one / that desired some of his papers
                                    Like one whoe in her third widowhood doth profess
BLANK LEAVES, ff. 83-84v
ElWar    HH1.90,   f. 85-85v   HE  Making of men
                                    Till I haue peace wth thee, warre other men
ElFatal  HH1.91,  ff. 85v-87   HE  His wife would haue gone / as his Page|
                                    By our first strannge & fatall inter view
Citizen  HH1.92,  ff. 87-88   *HE  [om]
                                    I sing no harme (good sooth) to any wight
SSweet   HH1.93,  ff. 88v-89   HE  Sonnet
                                    Sweet loue I do not go for weeryness of thee
                                    [Scribe B corrects Sweet to 
                                    Sweetest and weeryness to wearyness]
Broken   HH1.94,  ff. 89-89v   HE  [om]
                                    Hee is stark madd whoe ever sayes
Twick    HH1.95,  ff. 89v-90   HE  In a Garden
                                    Blasted wth sighs & surrounded wth teares
ElAut    HH1.96,  ff. 90-91    HE  An autumnall face: On the Ladie Sr Ed: Herbart mothers Danvers
                                    Noe Spring nor summer beauty hath such grace
                                    [Scribe B inserts Ladie before Danvers]
Break    HH1.97,   f. 91v      HE  [om]
                                    Tis true, 'tis day, what though it bee
ElPerf   HH1.98,  ff. 92-93    HE  Discouered by a perfume
                                    Once, & but once found in thy company
ElProg   HH1.99,  ff. 93-95    HE  Loves Progress
                                    Who ever loves, if hee do not propose
nc       HH1.100   f. 95-95v  *HE  [om]
                                    Dear love, contynue nyce & chast
ElChange HH1.101,  f. 96-96v   HE  [om]
                                    Although thy hand & faith & good works too
Mess     HH1.102, ff. 96v-97   HE  [om]
                                    Send home my long strayed eyes to mee
ElPict   HH1.103,  f. 97-97v   HE  Travelling he leaves his Picture / with his mystris 
                                    Heere take my Picture, though I bid fare well
ElPart   HH1.104, ff. 97v-98   HE  At his Mistris departure
                                    Since shee must goe & I must moorn, com night
Flea     HH1.105,  f. 98v      HE  The Flea
                                    Mark but this Flea; & mark in this
GoodM    HH1.106,  f. 99       HE  [om]
                                    I wonder by my troth what thou & I
LovDeity HH1.107,  f. 99v-100  HE  Loves Deitie
                                    I long to talk with some ould lovers Ghost
Mark     HH1.108, ff. 100-101  HE  A funerall Elegie vpon / the Lady Markham
                                    Man is the world & death the Ocean
BoulRec  HH1.109, ff.101v-102v HE  An Elegie funerall / vpon Mris Bowlstred
                                    Death I recant, & say vnsaid by mee
Storm    HH1.110, ff. 103-104  HE  Doctor Duns description of a / a [sic] storme suffered in 
                                    the Iland /voyage 1597, & sent to Mr Ch / Brooke.
                                    Thou wch art I,'tis nothing to be so
Calm     HH1.111, ff.104v-105v HE  A Calme described
                                    Our Storme is past & the stormes tyrannous rage
Entered by Scribe B:
Triple   HH1.112,  f. 105v     HE  [om]
                                    I am two fooles, I knowe
ElBed    HH1.113,  f. 106-106v HE  Going to Bed
                                    Come mistres come all rest my pow'rs defy
Antiq    HH1.114,  f. 107      HE  Epigrams / 1
                                    If, in his study, Hamon hath such care
                                    [The heading Epigrams serves as a 
                                    general heading for nine numbered epigrams, 
                                    only one of which, item 117 below, has a 
                                    separate heading in addition to its number.]
Disinher HH1.115,  f. 107      HE  2
                                    Thy father all from thee, by his last will
Liar     HH1.116,  f. 107      HE  3
                                    Thou in the feilds walk'st out thy supping houres
Merc     HH1.117,  f. 107      HE  4 / Mercurius Gallobelgicus. Græcus
                                    Like Æsops fellowe slaves, (0 Mercury!)
Phrine   HH1.118,  f. 107      HE  5
                                    Thy flattering picture, Phrine, is lyke thee
Philo    HH1.119,  f. 107      HE  6
                                    Phylo wth 12 yeares study hath beene greiv'd
Klock    HH1.120,  f. 107      HE  7
                                    Klockius so deeply hath vow'd ne're to come
Ralph    HH1.121,  f. 107      HE  8
                                    Compassion in ye world againe is bred
Wall     HH1.122,  f. 107v     HE  9
                                    Under an undermin'de & shot=bruisd wall
EpLin    HH1.123, ff.107v-109v HE  Epithalamion on a Citizen
                                    The sunn=beames in ye east are spred
HarLtr   HH1.124,  f. 109v     HE  To ye countesse of Bedford 
                                    Madame / I have learn't by those lawes
                                    [prose letter, subscribed Io: Donne]
Har      HH1.125, ff. 110-114v HE  Obsequies / To ye Lord Harrington, brother /
                                    to ye Lady Lucy countesse of Bedford
                                    ffayre soule, wch was't, not only, as all soules bee
SelfAc   HH1.126,  f. 114v     HE  10th Epigram
                                    Yr mistresse yt you followe whores oft taxeth you
nc       HH1.127,  f. 115     *HE  This hath relation to when by thy / 
                                    I scorne O Murdresse &c [clover ornament] sup.
                                    Cruell, seince thou doest feare ye curse
BLANK PAGE, f. 115v

Entered by scribe A:

Lam      HH1.128, ff. 116-125v HE  The lamentations of Jeremy, for ye /
                                    most parte according to Tremelius
                                    Howe sitts this Cittie late most populous
HSMade   HH1.129,  f. 126      HE  Devine Meditations 
                                    Thou hast made mee, & shall thy work decaye
                                    [The heading Devine Meditations 
                                    serves as the general heading for the 
                                    twelve holy sonnets following, all but the 
                                    first of which are numbered]
HSDue    HH1.130   f. 126-126v HE  2
                                    As due by many titles, I resigne
HSSighs  HH1.131  ff. 126v-127 HE  3
                                    O might those sighs & teares return againe
HSPart   HH1.132   f. 127      HE  4
                                    Father? part of his double interest
HSBlack  HH1.133   f. 127-127v HE  5
                                    O my black soule, now thou art summoned
HSScene  HH1.134  ff. 127v-28  HE  6
                                    This is my Playes last schene, Here heavens appoint
HSLittle HH1.135   f. 128      HE  7
                                    I am a little world made cunninglie
HSRound  HH1.136   f. 128-128v HE  8
                                    At the round earths ymagind corners blow
HSMin    HH1.137   f. 128v     HE  9
                                    If poysenous Myneralls, or if the Tree
HSSouls  HH1.138   f. 129      HE  10
                                    If faithfull Sowles be a like glorified
HSDeath  HH1.139   f. 129-129v HE  11
                                    Death be not proud though wee have called thee
HSWilt   HH1.140   f. 129v     HE  12
                                    Wilt thou love God, as hee thee, then digest
Annun    HH1.141  ff. 130-131  HE  Vppon the Annuntiation & Passion / falling vpon one day Anno Dmn / 1608
                                    Tamelie fraile flesh abstayne to Day, to Day
nc       HH1.142   f. 131     *HE  On the blessed virgin Marie
                                    In that o Quene of Queenes, thy Birth was free
Lit      HH1.143  ff.131v-136v HE  A Letanie
                                    Father of Heaven & him by whome
GoodF    HH1.144   f. 137-137v HE  Good Fryday
                                    Lett mans Soule bee a spheare, & then in this
Cor1     HH1.145  ff. 138-140  HE  The Crowne
                                    Daigne at my hands this Crowne of prayers & praise
Christ   HH1.146   f. 140-140v HE  At his going wth my lo: / of Doncaster. 1619.
                                    In what torne Ship soeuer I embarque
BLANK LEAVES, ff. 141-l6lv
ff. 162-185 contain Paradoxes under the HE Problemes
BLANK LEAVES, ff. 185v-192v