Digital Donne: the Online Variorum
The 1654 Prose Letters Letter 12, cont. (p.36) |
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perchance blush to have lost a Souldier fit for that great battell; and to cherish onely those single Duellisms, between Rome and England, or that more single, and almost self-homicide, between the unconformed Ministers, and Bishops. I writ to you last week that the plague increased; by which you may see that my Letters— —opinion of the song, not that I make such trifles for praise; but because as long as you speak compara- tively of it with mine own, and not abso- lutely, so long I am of your opinion even at this time; when I humbly thank God, I ask & have, his comfort of sadder meditations; I doe not condemn in my self, that I have given my wit such evaporations, as those, if they be free from prophaneness, or obscene provocations. Sr you would pity me if you saw me write, and therefore will pardon me if I write no more: my pain hath drawn my head so much awry, and holds it so that mine eie cannot follow mine hand: I receive you therefore into my prayers, [CW: with] |
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