First-Line Index to O20

First-Line Index to O20

Eng. Poet. e. 99, Bodleian Library MS (Dowden ms.)

Compiled by Ted-Larry Pebworth

Headings added by Nazenin Ozkan Carpenter, June 2012

In left-to-right order, each item listed below is identified by (a) its Donne Variorum short form, (b) a siglum-plus-ordinal-position item tag, (c) its location in the artifact (by folio or page nos.), and (d) diplomatic transcription of its first line.

Additional information: Superscript letters have been silently lowered to the line of print.  The ms. contains two consecutive folios numbered 14 but emended, sequentially, to 14a and 14b.

This index last corrected 8-1-01.

Sat1      O20.1    ff. 1-2v      HE Satyre .1a.
                                 Away Thou changeling motley Humorist  
Sat2      O20.2    ff. 2v-4v     HE Satyre.
                                 Sr. Though (I thancke God for yt) I doe hate  
Sat3      O20.3    ff. 4v-6v     HE Satyr.
                                 Kind pitty choakes my spleene; Braue skorne forbidds 
Sat4      O20.4    ff. 6v-lOv    HE Satyre.
                                 Well; I may now receaue and Dye; my Sinne  
Sat5      O20.5    ff. 10v-12    HE Satyre.
                                 Thou shalt not laughe in thys leafe Muse, nor they  
                    f. 12v       BLANK PAGE
ElBrac    O20.6    ff. 13-14b    HE Elegie
                                 Not that in colour it was like thy Hayre  
ElBed     O20.7    ff. 14b-15    HE Elegye.
                                 Come, Madame, come, All rest my Powers defye  
ElJeal    O20.8     f. 15r-v     HE Elegye. 
                                 Fond woman wch wouldst haue thy husband Dye  
ElAnag    O20.9    ff. 15v-16v   HE Elegie.  
                                 Marry, and loue thy Flauia, for Shee  
ElChange  O20.10   ff. 16v-17    HE Elegye. 
                                 Although thy hand, and fayth, and good workes too  
ElPerf    O20.l1   ff. 17v-18v   HE Elegye. 
                                 Once, and but once found in thy Companie  
ElPict    O20.l2   ff. 18v-19    HE Elegye.
                                 Here take my Picture, though I bid farewell  
Sorrow    O20.l3    f. 19r-v     HE Elegie [19]
                                 Sorrow, who to thys house, scarce knew the way  
ElServe   O20.14   ff. 19v-20    HE Elegye.
                                 Ohe lett mee not serue so, as those men serue  
ElWar     O20.l5   ff. 20v-21    HE Elegye.
                                 Tyll I haue Peace wth Thee, warr other men  
ElFatal   O20.16   ff. 21-22     HE Elegye. 
                                 By our first strange and fatall Interviewe  
ElNat     O20.l7    f. 22r-v     HE Elegye. 
                                 Natures lay Ideott, I taught Thee to loue  
ElProg    O20.18   ff. 22v-24v   HE Elegye.  On Loues Progresse.
                                 Who euer loues, yf he doe not propose  
Mark      O20.l9   ff. 24v-26    HE Elegye On the Lady Marckha%M.
                                 Man is the worlde, and death the'Ocean 
BoulRec   O20.20   ff. 26-27v    HE Elegye on Mrs Boulstred.
                                 Death, I recant, and say, Vnsayd by mee  
          O20.21    f. 27v       TITLE ONLY:    An Elegye on Prince Henry.  
                    f. 28        BLANK, BUT NUMBERED LEAF 
TWHence   O20.22    f. 29        HE An Old letter.
                                 At Once from hence my lines, and I depart  
HWKiss    O20.23   ff. 29-30v    HE To Sr Hen: Wotton.
                                 Sr. More then Kisses, letters mingle Soules  
Storm     O20.24   ff. 30v-31v   HE The Storme. To Mr Chr: Brooke.
                                 Thou wch art I, (t'is Nothing to bee soe)  
Calm      O20.25   ff. 31v-32v   HE The Calme.
                                 Our storme is past, and that Stormes tyrannous rage 
RWThird   O20.26    f. 33r-v     HE To mr Rowland Woodward.
                                 Like One who in her third Widowhead doth professe  
HWNews    O20.27   ff. 33v-34    HE To Sr Hen: Wooton.
                                 Here is no More Newes then Vertu, I may as well  
HG        O20.28   ff. 34-35     HE To Sr Henry Goodyere.
                                 Who makes the Past, a Patterne for next yeare  
EdHerb    O20.29   ff. 35-36     HE To Sr Edward Herbert. at Iulyers.
                                 Man is a lumpe, where all Beasts kneaded bee  
BedfReas  O20.30   ff. 36-37     HE To the Countesse of Bedford. 
                                 Madame./Reason ys our Soules lefthand, Faythe her right 
BedfRef   O20.31   ff. 37-38v    HE To the Countesse of Bedford.
                                 Madame./You haue refind mee; And to worthyest thinges 
Carey     O20.32   ff. 38v-40    HE A Letter to the Lady Carey, and m%5rs%6 Essex Riche 
                                   /from Amyens. [Lmar:p.188.] [38v]
                                 Madame./Here where by All, all Saintes invoked are   
Sal       O20.33   ff. 40-41     HE To the Countesse of Salisbury. Aug: 1614.
                                 Fayre, Greate, and Good, since seeing you, wee see  
Cor1-7    O20.34   ff. 41v-43    HE Holy Sonnetts. /La Corona. /1.
                                 Deigne at my handes thys Croune of Prayer and Prayse
HSDue     O20.35    f. 43r-v     HE Sonnett. /I.
                                 As due by many Tithes, [sic] I resigne  
HSBlack   O20.36    f. 43v       HE 2.
                                 Oh my blacke Soule, now thou art summoned  
HSScene   O20.37    f. 44        HE 3.
                                 Thys is my Playes last Sceane, here heauens appointe  
HSRound   O20.38    f. 44r-v     HE 4.
                                 As [sic] the round Earths Imagind Corners, blowe  
HSMin     O20.39    f. 44v       HE 5.
                                 If Poysonous Mineralls, and if that Tree  
HSDeath   O20.40   ff. 44v-45    HE 6.
                                 Death bee not Proude, though some haue called Thee 
HSSpit    O20.41    f. 45        HE 7.
                                 Spitt in my face you Iewes, and pierce my Side  
HSWhy     O20.42    f. 45r-v     HE 8.
                                 Why are wee by all Creatures wayted on?  
HSWhat    O20.43    f. 45v       HE 9.
                                 What if thys Present, were the worlds last Night?  
HSBatter  O20.44   ff. 45v-46    HE 10.
                                 Batter my hart, three Person'd God; for you  
HSWilt    O20.45    f. 46        HE 11.
                                 Wilt thou'loue God, as Hee Thee, then digest  
HSPart    O20.46    f. 46r-v     HE 12.
                                 ffather, Part of hys doble Interest  
Cross     O20.47   ff. 46v-47v   HE The Crosse.
                                 Since Christ embrac'd the Crosse itselfe, dare I  
Annun     O20.48   ff. 47v-48v   HE The Annuntiation.
                                 Tamely frayle Body, abstayne to day; to day  
Lit       O20.49   ff. 48v-54    HE The Letanye. /The Father.  
                                 Father of Heaun, and Him by whom 
Goodf     O20.50    f. 54r-v     HE Goodfriday. 1613. Riding towards Wales.
                                 Lett Mans Soule be a Spheare, and then, in thys  
                   ff. 55-59     BLANK, BUT NUMBERED LEAVES; on f. 59v (otherwise blank), this
                                 note in a later hand:  "The paging [sic] goes from 59, to 100.
                                 Probably the copyist intended to clap the poems and bound without 
                                 finding a sufficiency to fill up the intermediate numbers." 
Mess      O20.51    f. 100       HE Song.
                                 Send home my long stray'd Eyes to mee  
Bait      O20.52   ff. 100v-01   HE om
                                 Come liue wth mee, and bee my loue  
Appar     O20.53    f. 101       HE The Apparition.
                                 When by thy skorne, O Murdres, I am dead  
Broken    O20.54   ff. 101v-02   HE Song.
                                 Hee is starke madd, who euer sayes  
Lect      O20.55    f. 102r-v    HE om
                                 Stand still, and I will read to Thee  
ValMourn  O20.56   ff. 102v-03   HE A Valediction.
                                 As Vertuous men passe mildly away  
GoodM     O20.57    f. 103v      HE om
                                 I wonder, by my trothe, what Thou, and I  
SGo       O20.58   ff. 103v-04   HE Song.
                                 Goe and catch a falling Starr  
WomCon    O20.59    f. 104v      HE om
                                 Now Thou hast lou'd mee one whole day  
Image     O20.60   ff. 104v-05   HE om
                                 Image of her, whom I loue, more then Shee  
SunRis    O20.61   ff. 105-06    HE AdSolem.[sic]  
                                 Busy Old foole, vnruly Sunne  
Ind       O20.62    f. 106r-v    HE Song.
                                 I can love both fayre, and broune  
LovUsury  O20.63   ff. 106v-07   HE om
                                 ffor euery hower that thou wilt spare mee nowe  
Canon     O20.64   ff. 107-08    HE The Canonization.
                                 ffor Godsake houlde your Toungue, and lett mee loue 
Triple    O20.65    f. 10r-v     HE Song.
                                 I am two fooles, I knowe  
LovInf    O20.66   ff. 108v-09   HE om
                                 Yf I haue not all your love  
SSweet    O20.67    f. 109r-v    HE Song.
                                 Sweetest loue I doe not goe, for wearines of Thee  
Leg       O20.68   ff. 109v-10   HE Song.
                                 When I dyed last; And Deare I dye  
Fever     O20.69    f. 110r-v    HE A Feauer.
                                 Oh doe not dye, for I shall hate  
Air       O20.70    f. 111r-v    HE Ayre and Angells.
                                 Twice or thrice had I loued Thee  
Break     O20.71    f. 111v      HE om
                                 Tis true, tis day, what though it bee?  
Prohib    O20.72    f. 112       HE om
                                 Take heede of louing Mee  
Anniv     O20.73   ff. 112-13    HE om
                                 All Kings, and all theyre fauorites  
ValName   O20.74   ff. 113-114   HE A Valediction. Of my name in the windowe.
                                 My name engrau'd herein  
ElAut     O20.75   ff. 114v-15   HE Elegye Autumnall.
                                 No Springe, nor Summer beauty, hath such Grace  
Twick     O20.76    f. 115r-v    HE om
                                 Blasted wth Sighes, and surrounded with Teares  
BedfCab   O20.77   ff. 115v-16   HE Epithaph
                                 Madam. / That I might make your Cabinett my Tombe 
ValBook   O20.78   ff. 116-17v   HE Valediction of the Booke.
                                 Ile tell Thee now (Deare loue) what thou shat [sic] doe  
Commun    O20.79   ff. 117v-18   HE om
                                 Good wee must loue, and most hate ill  
LovGrow   O20.80    f. 118r-v    HE Spring.
                                 I scarce beleaue my loue to bee so pure  
LovExch   O20.81   ff. 118v-19v  HE om
                                 Loue, Any Devill else but you 
ConfL     O20.82    f. 119v      HE om
                                 Some man vnworthy to bee Possessor  
Dream     O20.83    f. 120r-v    HE The Dreame.
                                 Dear loue, for nothing lesse then Thee 
ValWeep   O20.84   ff. 120v-21   HE A Valediction.
                                 Lett mee poore forth  
LovAlch   O20.85    f. 121r-v    HE A Valediction.
                                 Some that haue deeper digg'd loues Myne then I  
Flea      O20.86   ff. 121v-22   HE The fflea
                                 Marke but thys flea, and marke in thys  
Curse     O20.87    f. 122r-v    HE The Curse.
                                 Who euer guesses, thinckes, or dreames he knowes  
Ecst      O20.88   ff. 122v-24v  HE The Extasye.
                                 When like a Pillowe, on a Bed 
Under     O20.89   ff. 124v-25   HE om
                                 I haue done one brauer thinge  
LovDeity  O20.90    f. 125r-v    HE Loues Deytye.
                                 I long to talke wth some Old louers Ghost  
LovDiet   O20.91   ff. 125v-26v  HE Loues Dyett.
                                 To what a Cumbersome vnwieldines  
Will      O20.92   ff. 126v-27v  HE The Will.
                                 Before I sigh my last gaspe, lett mee breath 
Fun       O20.93   ff. 127v-128  HE The Funerall.
                                 Who euer comes to shroude mee, doe not harme  
Blos      O20.94    f. 128r-v    HE The Blossome.
                                 Litle thinckst Thou poore floure  
Prim      O20.95    f. 129r-v    HE The Primerose.
                                 Vpon thys Primerose hyll  
Relic     O20.96   ff. 129v-30   HE The Relique.
                                 When my Graue is broke vp agayne 
Damp      O20.97    f. 130r-v    HE The Dampe.
                                 When I am dead, and Doctors know not why 
EpEliz    O20.98   ff. 130v-33   HE An Epithalamion or Maryage Song 
                                 Hayle Bishop Valentine, whose Day thys is  
Eclog     O20.99   ff. 133-38v   HE Eclogue. ["p.105" in LM]
                                 Vnseasonable Man, Statue of Ice  
Har       O20.100  ff. 138v-42v  HE Obsequies to the Ld Harrington, Brother to the Countesse of Bedford.
                                 Fayre Soule, wch was not only, as all Soules bee