IDENTILIN$$  F109O21 |ms. Eng. poet. f.9\pp. 41, 213-15\GL\P:EWS\o\6-18-93;6-29-95\C:JSC\'95;7-21-00;9-13-01
109.O21.0HE  %XStorme . . . |
109.O21.001  Thou w%5ch%6 art I; 'tis nothinge to bee soe
109.O21.002  thou w%5c%6 art still; thy selfe; by these shalt knowe.
109.O21.003  part of o%5r%6 passage, & a hand or eye
109.O21.004  by %1Hyliard%2 drawne, is worth a hystory
109.O21.005  by a worse painter made, & (w%5t%6out pride)
109.O21.006  when by thy iudgment they are dignified
109.O21.007  my lines ar such; 'tis the preheminence.
109.O21.008  of frindship onely to impute excell%Yon%Z>%Ven<ce.
109.O21.009  England to whome wee owe, what wee bee and haue
109.O21.010  Sad that her sonnes do seeke a fforreigne graue.
109.O21.011  for fates and fortunes giftes, none can sooth say
109.O21.012  (honnor and misery haue one face & way)
109.O21.013  from out her pregnant entrayles sight a wind.
109.O21.014  w%5c%6 at the aires middle-marble-Roome did find
109.O21.015  such strong resistance; y%5t%6 it selfe it threw
109.O21.016  downewardes; againe and so when it did view
109.O21.017  how in Portes o%5r%6 ffleet %Ydid%Zdeere time did leese.
109.O21.018  withering like prisoneres w%5c%6 ly but for fee's| [see_notes]&c finis|
109.O21.019  Mildly it kist o%5r%6 sayles, & fresh and sweet [213;see_notes]
109.O21.020  as to a stomack-staru'd whose insides meet
109.O21.021  meate comes; it Came; and swoll o%5r%6 sayles, w%M wee.
109.O21.022  So ioy'd as; Sarah, her swelling Ioy'd to see.|
109.O21.023  But twas but so kind, as o%5r%6 Countrymen
109.O21.024  who bring frendes one dayes way and leaue y%5m%6 then;
109.O21.025  for like two mighty kinges dwelling farre
109.O21.026  asunder; meet ag:%5t%6 a third to warre
109.O21.027  y%5e%6 South and west windes ioyn'd; & as they blow[sic] [CW:om]
109.O21.028  Waues; like a rowling trench, before them threw [214]
109.O21.029  sooner then you reade this line did the gale
109.O21.030  like shott not fear'd till felt: o%5r%6 sayles assayle
109.O21.031  and w%5t%6 at first was Cal'd a Gust the same
109.O21.032  hath now a storme's; anon a Tempestes name
109.O21.033  Ionas I pitty thee and Curse these men
109.O21.034  who when the storme rag'd most did wake y%5ee%6 y%5n%6
109.O21.035  sleepe is paines easiest salue, & doth fulfill
109.O21.036  all offices of death Except to kill,
109.O21.037  But when I waked I saw y%5t%6 I saw not
109.O21.038  I and they that should teach mee had forgott
109.O21.039  East; west; day, night; & I could but say
109.O21.040  If the world had lasted; now it had beene day
109.O21.041  thousandes o%5r%6 noyses were; & wee mongst all.
109.O21.042  Could none by his right name, but thunder call
109.O21.043  Lightni%Mg was all o%5r%6 light, and it raynd more
109.O21.044  then if the sun%Me had dranke the sea before
109.O21.045  Some Coffin'd in their Cabbins lye; equally
109.O21.046  greeued that they ar not dead; and yet must dye
109.O21.047  & as the sinne burthen'd soule from graues will creepe
109.O21.048  at the last day; some foorth their Cabbins %Ybre%Zpeepe
109.O21.049  & >%Vtrembling< aske w%5t%6: newes; and doe sweare soe
109.O21.050  as Iealous husbandes what they would not know
109.O21.051  Some sitting on Hatches; would seeme there [CW:om]
109.O21.052  w%5th%6 hiddeous gazing; to feare away feare [215]
109.O21.053  y%5n%6 note they the shyps sicknes; the Mast
109.O21.054  shak'd w%5t%6 an Ague; & the hull and wast.
109.O21.055  w%5th%6 a salt dropsy clog'd, & all o%5r%6 taklinges
109.O21.056  snapping like too high stretched trebled stinges
109.O21.057  & from o%5r%6 tottred sayles; raggs drop downe soe
109.O21.058  as from one hang'd in chaines a yeare a goe
109.O21.059  Euen o%5r%6 Ordenance placed for o%5r%6 defence
109.O21.060  striu'd to breake loose; and scape away from hence
109.O21.061  Pumping hath tir'd o%5r%6 men; & w%5t%6 is o%5r%6 gaine
109.O21.062  seas to seas throwne; wee streght suck't in againe
109.O21.063  hearing hath deaf'd o%5r%6 saylers; or if they
109.O21.064  know how to heare; there's none knowes w%5t%6 to say
109.O21.065  Compar'd to these stormes; death is but a qualme,
109.O21.066  hell: somw:%5t%6 light; & the Burmodoes Calme
109.O21.067  Darknesse, lights; Elder brother; his birth right
109.O21.068  claimes ore the world; & to y%5e%6 heauen hath chased light
109.O21.069  althinges are one and that one none can bee
109.O21.070  since all formes vniforme; deformity
109.O21.071  doth couer; so that wee except god say
109.O21.072  a nother fiat, shall haue no more day
109.O21.073  so violent yet longe these furyes bee.
109.O21.074  y%5t%6 though, thy absence starue mee; I wish not thee.
109.O21.0SS  ffinis
109.O21.0$$  %1No ind; poem begins on p.41, but not enough space ("Broken" begins top of p.42), 
so is continued on p.213. Bunch of grapes to right of HE on p.41, & pencil-bracketed note in 
RM at HE reads%2 [see p. 213]%1; bunch of grapes to left of 2d HE, centered on p.213:%2 The Storme, 
looke the beginning of /it behind at this marke.