IDENTILIN$$  F109PM1|Storm|Holgate ms.|pp. 98-99\JSC\mf\1-24-94\P:EWS\o\4-20-01\C:JSC\7-31-01
109.PM1.HE1  D%5r%6: D; to his freinde of a storme at sea: ge[see_notes]
109.PM1.001  Thou that art I; tis nothinge to bee soe
109.PM1.002  thou that art still thy selfe, by these shall knowe
109.PM1.003  parte of our passage; And as a hand or eye,
109.PM1.004  by Hilliarde drawne, is worth a Historye
109.PM1.005  by a worse Painter framde: So with out pride,
109.PM1.006  when as the same by thee are dignifide
109.PM1.007  My lines are such; tis the preheminence
109.PM1.008  Of frindshippe, only to impute Excellence
109.PM1.009  England to whom wee owe, what wee are, or haue
109.PM1.010  Sad that her sons should seeake a forraine graue
109.PM1.011  (for fate and fortunes driftes) none can oth[sic] say
109.PM1.012  Honour and miserie haue one pace, one way
109.PM1.013  forth of her pregnant entrayles sigh'de a winde
109.PM1.014  Which from the Ayres middle marble rounde, did finde,
109.PM1.015  such strange resistance, that it selfe it threw
109.PM1.016  Downe ward againe; and when that it did view
109.PM1.017  how in the porte or fleete, deere time did leese
109.PM1.018  Lyinge like prisners,%>prisn>o<rs, that lye, but for feese
109.PM1.019  Mildly it kist our sailes, soe fresh and sweete
109.PM1.020  (as to a stomake staru'de; whose insides meete
109.PM1.021  Meate comes) it come; and swole our sailes, whilst wee
109.PM1.022  soe Ioyde as %1Sara%2, her swellinge Ioyde to see
109.PM1.023  But this was but so kinde as is our Cuntrie men
109.PM1.024  that bringe vs one dayes way and leaue vs then:
109.PM1.025  Then (like two mighty Knights which dwellinge farre
109.PM1.026  Asunder; met against a third to warre)
109.PM1.027  the South and west winde Ioynde; as they blewe,
109.PM1.028  waue like a rowlinge trench, before them threwe,
109.PM1.029  Sooner then you reade this line did the gale
109.PM1.030  like shott, not feard, till felt, our Sailes assaile
109.PM1.031  And what at first was cald a gust, the same
109.PM1.032  hath now a stormes, A non A Tempests name;
109.PM1.033  %1Ionas%2 I pittie thee and curse those men
109.PM1.034  who when the storme ragde most; did wake thee then
109.PM1.035  Sleepe is paines easiest salue and duth fulf>u%>i<ll,
109.PM1.036  all offices of Death except to Kill
109.PM1.037  for when I wakte, I saw that I saw not
109.PM1.038  the sunn which should haue taught mee had forgott,
109.PM1.039  East, West, day, night, and I could but say
109.PM1.040  had the world lasted yet; It had bin day,
109.PM1.041  thousands our noyses were, yett wee mongst all
109.PM1.042  Could none by his right name but thunder call
109.PM1.043  Lightninge was all our light, and it raind more
109.PM1.044  then if the sunn had drunke the Sea before,
109.PM1.045  Some Coffinde in ther Cabines, lye, Equally
109.PM1.046  greiude; that they are not dead & yet must dye. [CW:om]
109.PM1.047  And as sinne burned soules, from graues will creepe [p.99]
109.PM1.048  at the last day, some forth their Cabines peepe
109.PM1.049  And tremblinge aske what newes, and doe heare soe
109.PM1.050  as Iealous husbands, what they would not knowe,
109.PM1.051  Some settinge on the Hatches, would seeme there
109.PM1.052  with hideous gazinge, to feare away feare
109.PM1.053  then note they, the shipes sicknesse, the maste
109.PM1.054  shackte with his Ague; and they hold, and waste
109.PM1.055  with a salt dropsie clogde; and all our tacklings,
109.PM1.056  snapp%Yed%Z%>snapp>inge< like to high strecht treble strings,
109.PM1.057  and from our totteringe sayles, raggs drop downe soe
109.PM1.058  as from one hangde in chaines, a Yeere agoe,
109.PM1.059  Euen our Ordnance plac't, for our defence
109.PM1.060  striues to breake loose, and scape a way from thence,
109.PM1.061  Pumping hath tyrd our men, and whats their gaine
109.PM1.062  Seas into seas throwne, they sucke in againe,
109.PM1.063  hearing hath deafte our saylores, and if they
109.PM1.064  Know how to heare, thers none know what to say,
109.PM1.065  Compard to these stormes, death's but a Qualme
109.PM1.066  Hell some what lightsome, and the Barmoodoes Calme,
109.PM1.067  Darkeness Deaths elder Brother, His birth right
109.PM1.068  Claimes ore the world; and to heauen hath chased light
109.PM1.069  all things are one, and that one none can bee
109.PM1.070  since all formes vniforme, deformitie
109.PM1.071  Doth Couer soe that wee, Excepte God say
109.PM1.072  an other fiut,[sic] shall haue no more day
109.PM1.073  soe longe and violent, these furie's bee
109.PM1.074  that though my absence sterue mee; I wish not thee:.
109.PM1.0SS  ffinis
109.PM1.0$$  %1No ind; the "ge" following the title may be a scribal signature--there are other 
similar items in the ms.; horiz. slash under title; SS is at end of l.74; the final three-dot 
configuration seems to form a triangle, but in other poems of this ms. the ending clearly is a 
colon followed by a period.%2