Part 31

Thou hast made me, And shall thy worke decay? Repaire me now, for now mine end doth haste, I runne to death, and death meets me as fast, And all my pleasures are like yesterday; I dare not move my dimme eyes any way, 5 Despaire behind, and death before doth cast Such terrour, and my feeble flesh doth waste By sinne in it, which it t'wards hell doth weigh; Onely thou art above, and when towards thee By thy leave I can looke, I rise againe; 10 But our old subtle foe so tempteth me, That not one houre my selfe I can sustaine; Thy Grace may wing me to prevent his art, And thou like Adamant draw mine iron heart.

[Holy Sonnets. _1633-69_ (_following_ La Corona _as second group under the same general title_), _W:_ Devine Meditations. _B_, _O'F_, _S96:_ _no title_, _A18_, _D_, _H49_, _N_, _TCC_, _TCD_. _See note_]

[I. _1635-69_, _B_, _O'F_, _S96_, _W:_ _omitted_ _1633_, _A18_, _D_, _H49_, _N_, _TCC_, _TCD_]

[4 yesterday; _Ed:_ yesterday, _1635-69_]

[7 feeble _1635-69:_ febled _B_, _O'F_, _S96_, _W_]

[12 my selfe I can _1635-69:_ I can myself _B_, _S96_, _W_

sustaine; _1669:_ sustaine, _1635-54_]

II.

As due by many titles I resigne My selfe to thee, O God, first I was made By thee, and for thee, and when I was decay'd Thy blood bought that, the which before was thine; I am thy sonne, made with thy selfe to shine, 5 Thy servant, whose paines thou hast still repaid, Thy sheepe, thine Image, and, till I betray'd My selfe, a temple of thy Spirit divine; Why doth the devill then usurpe on mee? Why doth he steale, nay ravish that's thy right? 10 Except thou rise and for thine owne worke fight, Oh I shall soone despaire, when I doe see That thou lov'st mankind well, yet wilt'not chuse me, And Satan hates mee, yet is loth to lose mee.

[II. _1635-69_, _B_, _O'F_, _S96_, _W:_ I. _1633_, _A18_, _D_, _H49_, _N_, _TCC_, _TCD_]

[2 God, first _1633:_ God. First _1635-69_]

[4 thine; _1650-69:_ thine, _1633-39:_ thine. _W_]

[7 and, _Ed:_ and _1633-69_]

[9 on _1633-69_, _D_, _H49:_ in _A18_, _B_, _N_, _S96_, _TC_, _W_]

[10 steale,] steale _1633-39_

that's] what's _A18_, _TCC_]

[12 doe _1633 and most MSS.:_ shall _1635-69_, _O'F_, _S96_]

[13 me,] me. _1633_]

III.

O might those sighes and teares returne againe Into my breast and eyes, which I have spent, That I might in this holy discontent Mourne with some fruit, as I have mourn'd in vaine; In mine Idolatry what showres of raine 5 Mine eyes did waste? what griefs my heart did rent? That sufferance was my sinne; now I repent; 'Cause I did suffer I must suffer paine. Th'hydroptique drunkard, and night-scouting thiefe, The itchy Lecher, and selfe tickling proud 10 Have the remembrance of past joyes, for reliefe Of comming ills. To (poore) me is allow'd No ease; for, long, yet vehement griefe hath beene Th'effect and cause, the punishment and sinne.

[III. _1635-69_, _B_, _O'F_, _S96_, _W:_ _omitted_ _1633_, _A18_, _D_, _&c._]

[7 sinne; now I _Ed:_ sinne, now I _B_, _W:_ sinne I now _1635-69_

repent; _Ed:_ repent, _1633-69_]

IV.

Oh my blacke Soule! now thou art summoned By sicknesse, deaths herald, and champion; Thou art like a pilgrim, which abroad hath done Treason, and durst not turne to whence hee is fled, Or like a thiefe, which till deaths doome be read, 5 Wisheth himselfe delivered from prison; But damn'd and hal'd to execution, Wisheth that still he might be imprisoned. Yet grace, if thou repent, thou canst not lacke; But who shall give thee that grace to beginne? 10 Oh make thy selfe with holy mourning blacke, And red with blushing, as thou art with sinne; Or wash thee in Christs blood, which hath this might That being red, it dyes red soules to white.

[IV. _1635-69:_ II. _1633_, _A18_, _D_, _&c.:_ V. _B_, _O'F_, _S96_, _W_]

[1 Soule! _1633:_ Soule _1635-69_]

[8 imprisoned. _W:_ imprisoned; _1633-69_]

V.

I am a little world made cunningly Of Elements, and an Angelike spright, But black sinne hath betraid to endlesse night My worlds both parts, and (oh) both parts must die. You which beyond that heaven which was most high 5 Have found new sphears, and of new lands can write, Powre new seas in mine eyes, that so I might Drowne my world with my weeping earnestly, Or wash it, if it must be drown'd no more: But oh it must be burnt! alas the fire 10 Of lust and envie have burnt it heretofore, And made it fouler; Let their flames retire, And burne me ô Lord, with a fiery zeale Of thee and thy house, which doth in eating heale.

[V. _1635-69:_ _omitted_ _1633_, _A18_, _D_, _&c.:_ VII. _B_, _O'F_, _S96_, _W_]

[6 lands _B_, _S96_, _W:_ land _1635-69_, _O'F_]

[7 I _1635-54:_ he _1669_]

[9 it, _Ed:_ it: _W:_ it _1635-69_]

[10 burnt! _Ed:_ burnt, _1635-69_]

[11 have _B_, _S96_, _W:_ hath _O'F:_ _om._ _1635-69_]

[12 fouler; _W:_ fouler, _1635-69_

their] those _W_]

[13 Lord] God _W_]

VI.

This is my playes last scene, here heavens appoint My pilgrimages last mile; and my race Idly, yet quickly runne, hath this last pace, My spans last inch, my minutes latest point, And gluttonous death, will instantly unjoynt 5 My body, and soule, and I shall sleepe a space, But my'ever-waking part shall see that face, Whose feare already shakes my every joynt: Then, as my soule, to'heaven her first seate, takes flight, And earth-borne body, in the earth shall dwell, 10 So, fall my sinnes, that all may have their right, To where they'are bred, and would presse me, to hell. Impute me righteous, thus purg'd of evill, For thus I leave the world, the flesh, the devill.

[VI. _1635-69_, _B_, _O'F_, _S96_, _W:_ III. _1633_, _A18_, _D_, _&c._]

[6 and soule, _1635-69:_ and my soule, _1633_]

[7 Or presently, I know not, see that Face, _B_, _D_, _H49_, _O'F_, _S_, _S96_, _W_]

[10 earth-borne _1635-69:_ earth borne _1633_]

[14 flesh,] flesh _1633_

the devill.] and devill. _A18_, _B_, _D_, _H49_, _N_, _O'F_, _S96_, _TC_, _W_]

VII.

At the round earths imagin'd corners, blow Your trumpets, Angells, and arise, arise From death, you numberlesse infinities Of soules, and to your scattred bodies goe, All whom the flood did, and fire shall o'erthrow, 5 All whom warre, dearth, age, agues, tyrannies, Despaire, law, chance, hath slaine, and you whose eyes, Shall behold God, and never tast deaths woe. But let them sleepe, Lord, and mee mourne a space, For, if above all these, my sinnes abound, 10 'Tis late to aske abundance of thy grace, When wee are there; here on this lowly ground, Teach mee how to repent; for that's as good As if thou'hadst seal'd my pardon, with thy blood.

[VII. _1635-69:_ IV. _1633_, _A18_, _D_, _&c.:_ VIII. _B_, _O'F_, _S96_, _W_]

[5 o'erthrow] overthrow _1669_]

[6 dearth, _W:_ death, _1633-69_, _A18_, _B_, _D_, _H49_, _N_, _O'F_, _S96_, _TC_]

[8 woe. _W:_ woe, _1633-54:_ owe; _1669_]

[12 lowly] holy _1669_]

[14 thy] my _1669_]

VIII.

If faithfull soules be alike glorifi'd As Angels, then my fathers soule doth see, And adds this even to full felicitie, That valiantly I hels wide mouth o'rstride: But if our mindes to these soules be descry'd 5 By circumstances, and by signes that be Apparent in us, not immediately, How shall my mindes white truth by them be try'd? They see idolatrous lovers weepe and mourne, And vile blasphemous Conjurers to call 10 On Iefus name, and Pharisaicall Dissemblers feigne devotion. Then turne O pensive soule, to God, for he knowes best Thy true griefe, for he put it in my breast.

[VIII. _1635-69:_ _omitted_ _1633_, _A18_, _D_, _&c.:_ X. _B_, _O'F_, _S96_, _W_]

[7 in us, _W:_ in us _1635-69_. _See note_]

[8 by] to _B_, _S96_, _W_]

[10 vile _W:_ vilde _B_, _O'F_, _S96:_ stile _1635-69_]

[14 true _W:_ _om. 1635-69_, _B_, _S96_ in _W:_ into _1635-69_, _B_, _O'F_, _S96_

my] thy _B_, _S96_]

IX.

If poysonous mineralls, and if that tree, Whose fruit threw death on else immortall us, If lecherous goats, if serpents envious Cannot be damn'd; Alas; why should I bee? Why should intent or reason, borne in mee, 5 Make sinnes, else equall, in mee more heinous? And mercy being easie, and glorious To God; in his sterne wrath, why threatens hee? But who am I, that dare dispute with thee O God? Oh! of thine onely worthy blood, 10 And my teares, make a heavenly Lethean flood, And drowne in it my sinnes blacke memorie; That thou remember them, some claime as debt, I thinke it mercy, if thou wilt forget.

[IX. _1635-69_, _B_, _O'F_, _S96_, _W:_ V. _1633_, _A18_, _D_, _&c._]

[1 poysonous] poysons _1639-54_

and if that] or if the _B_, _O'F_, _S96_]

[2 (else immortal) _1635-69_]

[5 or] and _B_, _O'F_, _S96_]

[6 mee] mee, _1633_]

[8 God;] God, _1633_]

[9-10 thee O God? _W:_ thee? O God, _1633-69_]

[12 memorie;] memorie, _1633_]

[14 forget.] forget, _1633_]

X.

Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadfull, for, thou art not soe, For, those, whom thou think'st, thou dost overthrow, Die not, poore death, nor yet canst thou kill mee. From rest and sleepe, which but thy pictures bee, 5 Much pleasure, then from thee, much more must flow, And soonest our best men with thee doe goe, Rest of their bones, and soules deliverie. Thou art slave to Fate, Chance, kings, and desperate men, And dost with poyson, warre, and sicknesse dwell, 10 And poppie, or charmes can make us sleepe as well, And better then thy stroake; why swell'st thou then? One short sleepe past, wee wake eternally, And death shall be no more; death, thou shalt die.

[X. _1635-69:_ VI. _1633_, _A18_, _D_, _&c.:_ XI. _B_, _O'F_, _S96_, _W_]

[4 mee.] mee; _1633_]

[5 pictures _1633 and MSS.:_ picture _1635-69_]

[8 deliverie.] deliverie _1633-69_]

[9 Chance, _W:_ chance, _1633-69_]

[10 dost] doth _1633_

dwell,] dwell. _1633_]

[12 better] easier _B_, _O'F_, _S96_, _W_]

[13 wake] live _B_, _S96_, _W_]

[14 more; death, _Ed:_ more, death _1633-69_]

XI.

Spit in my face you Jewes, and pierce my side, Buffet, and scoffe, scourge, and crucifie mee, For I have sinn'd, and sinn'd, and onely hee, Who could do no iniquitie, hath dyed: But by my death can not be satisfied 5 My sinnes, which passe the Jewes impiety: They kill'd once an inglorious man, but I Crucifie him daily, being now glorified. Oh let mee then, his strange love still admire: Kings pardon, but he bore our punishment. 10 And _Iacob_ came cloth'd in vile harsh attire But to supplant, and with gainfull intent: God cloth'd himselfe in vile mans flesh, that so Hee might be weake enough to suffer woe.

[XI. _1635-69:_ VII. _1633_, _A18_, _D_, _&c.:_ _omitted_ _B_, _S96:_ _added among_ Other Meditations. _O'F:_ XIII. _W_]

[3 onely] humbly _W_]

[6 impiety] iniquitye _D_, _H49_]

[8 glorified.] glorified; _1633_]

[12 intent:] intent _1633_]

XII.

Why are wee by all creatures waited on? Why doe the prodigall elements supply Life and food to mee, being more pure then I, Simple, and further from corruption? Why brook'st thou, ignorant horse, subjection? 5 Why dost thou bull, and bore so seelily Dissemble weaknesse, and by'one mans stroke die, Whose whole kinde, you might swallow and feed upon? Weaker I am, woe is mee, and worse then you, You have not sinn'd, nor need be timorous. 10 But wonder at a greater wonder, for to us Created nature doth these things subdue, But their Creator, whom sin, nor nature tyed, For us, his Creatures, and his foes, hath dyed.

[XII. _1635-69:_ VIII. _1633_, _A18_, _D_, _&c.:_ _omitted_ _B_, _S96:_ _among_ Other Meditations. _O'F:_ XIV. _W_]

[1 are wee] ame I _W_]

[4 Simple, _1633_, _D_, _H49_, _W:_ Simpler _1635-69_, _A18_, _N_, _O'F_, _TC_, _Chambers_]

[9 Weaker I am,] Alas I am weaker, _W_]

[10 timorous. _W:_ timorous, _1633-69_]

[11 a greater wonder, _1633_, _D_, _H49_, _N_, _O'F_ (greate), _TC_, _W:_ a greater, _1635-69_]

XIII.

What if this present were the worlds last night? Marke in my heart, O Soule, where thou dost dwell, The picture of Christ crucified, and tell Whether that countenance can thee affright, Teares in his eyes quench the amasing light, 5 Blood fills his frownes, which from his pierc'd head fell. And can that tongue adjudge thee unto hell, Which pray'd forgivenesse for his foes fierce spight? No, no; but as in my idolatrie I said to all my profane mistresses, 10 Beauty, of pitty, foulnesse onely is A signe of rigour: so I say to thee, To wicked spirits are horrid shapes assign'd, This beauteous forme assures a pitious minde.

[XIII _1635-69:_ IX. _1633_, _A18_, _D_, _&c.:_ _om. B_, _S96:_ _among_ Other Meditations. _O'F:_ XV. _W_]

[2 Marke] Looke _W_]

[4 that _A18_, _N_, _O'F_, _TC_, _W:_ his _1633-69_, _D_, _H49_]

[6 fell. _1639-69:_ fell _1633-35_]

[8 fierce] ranck _W_]

[14 assures _A18_, _D_, _H49_, _N_, _O'F_, _TC_, _W:_ assumes _1633-69_]

XIV.

Batter my heart, three person'd God; for, you As yet but knocke, breathe, shine, and seeke to mend; That I may rise, and stand, o'erthrow mee,'and bend Your force, to breake, blowe, burn and make me new. I, like an usurpt towne, to'another due, 5 Labour to'admit you, but Oh, to no end, Reason your viceroy in mee, mee should defend, But is captiv'd, and proves weake or untrue. Yet dearely'I love you,'and would be loved faine, But am betroth'd unto your enemie: 10 Divorce mee,'untie, or breake that knot againe, Take mee to you, imprison mee, for I Except you'enthrall mee, never shall be free, Nor ever chast, except you ravish mee.

[XIV. _1635-69:_ X. _1633_, _A18_, _D_, _&c.:_ _om. B_, _O'F_, _S96:_ XVI. _W_]

[7 mee should] wee should _1669_]

[8 untrue. _W:_ untrue, _1633-69_]

[9 loved _MSS.:_ lov'd _1633-69_]

[10 enemie: _W:_ enemie, _1633-69_]

XV.

Wilt thou love God, as he thee! then digest, My Soule, this wholsome meditation, How God the Spirit, by Angels waited on In heaven, doth make his Temple in thy brest. The Father having begot a Sonne most blest, 5 And still begetting, (for he ne'r begonne) Hath deign'd to chuse thee by adoption, Coheire to'his glory,'and Sabbaths endlesse rest. And as a robb'd man, which by search doth finde His stolne stuffe sold, must lose or buy'it againe: 10 The Sonne of glory came downe, and was slaine, Us whom he'had made, and Satan stolne, to unbinde. 'Twas much, that man was made like God before, But, that God should be made like man, much more.

[XV. _1635-69:_ XI. _1633_, _A18_, _D_, _&c.:_ XII. _B_, _O'F_, _S96_, _W_]

[4 brest. _W:_ brest, _1633-69_]

[8 rest.] rest; _1633_]

[11 Sonne _1633:_ Sunne _1633-69_]

[12 stolne, _1633_, _A18_, _D_, _H49_, _N_, _TC:_ stole, _1635-69_, _B_, _O'F_, _S96_, _W_, _Chambers_]

XVI.

Father, part of his double interest Unto thy kingdome, thy Sonne gives to mee, His joynture in the knottie Trinitie Hee keepes, and gives to me his deaths conquest. This Lambe, whose death, with life the world hath blest, 5 Was from the worlds beginning slaine, and he Hath made two Wills, which with the Legacie Of his and thy kingdome, doe thy Sonnes invest. Yet such are thy laws, that men argue yet Whether a man those statutes can fulfill; 10 None doth; but all-healing grace and spirit Revive againe what law and letter kill. Thy lawes abridgement, and thy last command Is all but love; Oh let this last Will stand!

[XVI. _1635-69:_ XII. _1633_, _A18_, _D_, _&c.:_ IV. _B_, _O'F_, _S96_, _W_]

[3 Trinitie] Trinitie, _1633_]

[8 doe _1633:_ _om. 1635-69:_ doth _A18_, _B_, _D_, _H49_, _N_, _O'F_, _S96_, _TC_, _W_

invest. _W:_ invest, _1633-39:_ invest: _1650-69_]

[9 thy _O'F_, _S96_, _W:_ these _1633-69:_ those _A18_, _D_, _H49_, _N_, _TC_]

[11 doth;] doth, _1633_

but all-healing _A18_, _D_, _H49_, _N_, _TC_, _W:_ but thy all-healing _1633-69_. _See note_

spirit] Spirit, _1633-69_]

[12 Revive againe] Revive and quicken _B_, _O'F_, _S96_, _W_

kill. _1635-69:_ kill, _1633_]

[14 this _1633-69:_ that _A18_, _D_, _H49_, _N_, _TC_, _W:_ thy _B_, _O'F_, _S96_]

XVII.

Since she whom I lov'd hath payd her last debt To Nature, and to hers, and my good is dead, And her Soule early into heaven ravished, Wholly on heavenly things my mind is sett. Here the admyring her my mind did whett 5 To seeke thee God; so streames do shew their head; But though I have found thee, and thou my thirst hast fed, A holy thirsty dropsy melts mee yett. But why should I begg more Love, when as thou Dost wooe my soule for hers; offring all thine: 10 And dost not only feare least I allow My Love to Saints and Angels things divine, But in thy tender jealosy dost doubt Least the World, Fleshe, yea Devill putt thee out.

[XVII. _W:_ _first printed in Gosse's_ Life and Letters of John Donne, 1899]

[2 dead,] dead _W_]

[6 their] y^r _W_

head;] head, _W_]

[10 wooe] _spelt_ woe _W_]

[12 divine,] divine _W_]

XVIII.

Show me deare Christ, thy spouse, so bright and clear. What! is it She, which on the other shore Goes richly painted? or which rob'd and tore Laments and mournes in Germany and here? Sleepes she a thousand, then peepes up one yeare? 5 Is she selfe truth and errs? now new, now outwore? Doth she, and did she, and shall she evermore On one, on seaven, or on no hill appeare? Dwells she with us, or like adventuring knights First travaile we to seeke and then make Love? 10 Betray kind husband thy spouse to our sights, And let myne amorous soule court thy mild Dove, Who is most trew, and pleasing to thee, then When she'is embrac'd and open to most men.

[XVIII. _W:_ _first printed in Gosse's_ Life _&c._]

[2 What!] What _W_]

[3 tore] _so I read W:_ lore _Gosse_]

XIX.

Oh, to vex me, contraryes meet in one: Inconstancy unnaturally hath begott A constant habit; that when I would not I change in vowes, and in devotione. As humorous is my contritione 5 As my prophane Love, and as soone forgott: As ridlingly distemper'd, cold and hott, As praying, as mute; as infinite, as none. I durst not view heaven yesterday; and to day In prayers, and flattering speaches I court God: 10 To morrow I quake with true feare of his rod. So my devout fitts come and go away Like a fantastique Ague: save that here Those are my best dayes, when I shake with feare.

[XIX. _W:_ _first printed in Gosse's_ Life _&c._]

[3 that] y^t _W_, _so always_]

[4 and] & _W_, _so always_]

_The Crosse._

Since Christ embrac'd the Crosse it selfe, dare I His image, th'image of his Crosse deny? Would I have profit by the sacrifice, And dare the chosen Altar to despise? It bore all other sinnes, but is it fit 5 That it should beare the sinne of scorning it? Who from the picture would avert his eye, How would he flye his paines, who there did dye? From mee, no Pulpit, nor misgrounded law, Nor scandall taken, shall this Crosse withdraw, 10 It shall not, for it cannot; for, the losse Of this Crosse, were to mee another Crosse; Better were worse, for, no affiction, No Crosse is so extreme, as to have none. Who can blot out the Crosse, which th'instrument 15 Of God, dew'd on mee in the Sacrament? Who can deny mee power, and liberty To stretch mine armes, and mine owne Crosse to be? Swimme, and at every stroake, thou art thy Crosse; The Mast and yard make one, where seas do tosse; 20 Looke downe, thou spiest out Crosses in small things; Looke up, thou seest birds rais'd on crossed wings; All the Globes frame, and spheares, is nothing else But the Meridians crossing Parallels. Materiall Crosses then, good physicke bee, 25 But yet spirituall have chiefe dignity. These for extracted chimique medicine serve, And cure much better, and as well preserve; Then are you your own physicke, or need none, When Still'd, or purg'd by tribulation. 30 For when that Crosse ungrudg'd, unto you stickes, Then are you to your selfe, a Crucifixe. As perchance, Carvers do not faces make, But that away, which hid them there, do take; Let Crosses, soe, take what hid Christ in thee, 35 And be his image, or not his, but hee. But, as oft Alchimists doe coyners prove, So may a selfe-dispising, get selfe-love, And then as worst surfets, of best meates bee, Soe is pride, issued from humility, 40 For, 'tis no child, but monster; therefore Crosse Your joy in crosses, else, 'tis double losse. And crosse thy senses, else, both they, and thou Must perish soone, and to destruction bowe. For if the'eye seeke good objects, and will take 45 No crosse from bad, wee cannot scape a snake. So with harsh, hard, sowre, stinking, crosse the rest, Make them indifferent all; call nothing best. But most the eye needs crossing, that can rome, And move; To th'other th'objects must come home. 50 And crosse thy heart: for that in man alone Points downewards, and hath palpitation. Crosse those dejections, when it downeward tends, And when it to forbidden heights pretends. And as the braine through bony walls doth vent 55 By sutures, which a Crosses forme present, So when thy braine workes, ere thou utter it, Crosse and correct concupiscence of witt. Be covetous of Crosses, let none fall. Crosse no man else, but crosse thy selfe in all. 60 Then doth the Crosse of Christ worke fruitfully Within our hearts, when wee love harmlesly That Crosses pictures much, and with more care That Crosses children, which our Crosses are.

[The Crosse. _1633-69_ (_following_, _1635-69_, In that, ô Queene _&c._ _p._ 427): _similarly_, _A18_, _A25_, _B_, _D_, _H49_, _JC_, _Lec_, _N_, _O'F_, _P_, _S_, _TCC_, _TCD_]

[8 paines] pangs _JC_]

[12 Crosse; _1635-69:_ Crosse. _1633_]

[13 affliction, _Ed:_ affliction _1633-69_]

[14 none. _Ed:_ none; _1633-54:_ none: _1669_]

[19 Crosse; _Ed:_ Crosse, _1633:_ Crosse, _1635-69_]

[20 make] makes _B_, _D_, _H49_, _Lec_, _S_

where] when _O'F_

tosse; _1635-69:_ tosse. _1633_]

[21 out] our _1669_]

[23 is] are _A25_, _B_]

[26 But yet] And yet _A18_, _D_, _JC_, _N_, _TC_]

[27 medicine] medicines _A25_, _B_, _JC_]

[33 make, _1635-69:_ make: _1633_]

[34 take; _Ed:_ take. _1633:_ take: _1635-69_]

[37 oft _Ed:_ oft, _1633-69_]

[38 selfe-love, _D:_ selfe-love. _1633-69_]

[42 losse. _Ed:_ losse, _1633-69_]

[44 destruction] corruption _O'F_]

[45 seeke] see _1650-69_]

[48 all; call nothing best. _Ed:_ indifferent; call nothing best. _1633 and MSS:_ indifferent; all, nothing best. _1635-69_]

[50 To th'other th'objects _1633:_ To th'others objects _1635-69_]