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 transcriptions of its heading (HE) and first line.
This index last corrected 6-11-12.
f. 5r-v Heading and prose epistle of Metem (see next item) Metem C2.l ff. 5v-12 HE Infinitati Sacrum. 16.o/ Augusti. 1601./ Metempsychosis./ Poema Satyricon./ Epistle.| First Songe. I singe the Progresse of a Deathles Soule Cor C2.2 ff. 12-13 HE Holy Sonnetts. /La Corona. Digne at my hands thys Crowne of Prayer and Prayse HSDue C2.3 f. 13v HE Sonnetts.Holy. /1. As due by many Titles I resigne HSBlack C2.4 f. 13v HE 2. Oh my blacke Soule, now thou art Summoned HSScene C2.5 f. 13v HE 3. This is my Playes last Scene, here Heavens appoynt HSRound C2.6 f. 14 HE 4. At ye round Earths Imagin'd Corners, blowe HSMin C2.7 f. 14 HE 5. If Poysonous Myneralls, and yf that Tree HSDeath C2.8 f. 14 HE 6. Death be not Prowd, though some haue called Thee HSSpit C2.9 f. 14v HE 7. Spitt in my Face you Jewes, and Pierce my side HSWhy C2.1O f. 14v HE 8. Why are wee by all Creatures waited on? HSWhat C2.11 f. 14v HE 9. What yf this Present, were the Worlds last night? HSBatter C2.12 f. 15 HE 10. Better[sic] my Hart, Three Person'd God; for you HSWilt C2.13 f. 15 HE 11. Wilt thou loue God, as Hee, Thee, then Digest HSPart C2.14 f. 15 HE 12. Father, part of his doble Interest Sat1 C2.15 ff. 15v-16v HE Satyre. 1.st Away thou fondlinge Motley Humorist Sat2 C2.16 ff. 16v-18 HE Satyre .2.d Sr. Though (I thanke God for yt) I doe hate Sat3 C2.17 ff. 18-19 HE Satyre .3d. Kind Pittye choakes my Spleene; Brave scorne forbids Sat4 C2.18 ff. 19-22 HE Satyre .4.th Well, I may now receive, & dye; my sin Sat5 C2.19 ff. 22-23v HE Satyre .5.th Thou shalt not laugh in thys leafe, Muse, nor they ElBrac C2.20 ff. 23v-25 HE Elegie. 1st. Not yt in Couller yt was lyke thy hayre ElBed C2.21 f. 25-25v HE Elegie. 2d.| Come, Madame, Come, All Rest my powers defye ElJeal C2.22 ff. 25v-26 HE Elegie. 3d. Fond woaman wch wouldst haue thy husband dye ElAnag C2.23 ff. 26-27 HE Elegie. 4th. Marry, and love thy Flavea, for shee ElChange C2.24 f. 27r-v HE Elegie. 5th. Although thy hand and fayth, and good workes too ElPerf C2.25 ff. 27v-28v HE Elegie. 6th. Once and but once found in thy Companye ElPict C2.26 ff. 28v-29 HE Elegye. 7th. Here take my Picture, though I bid farwell Sorrow C2.27 f. 29 HE Elegye. 8th. [29] Sorrowe, who to this house, scarce knew the way ElServe C2.28 ff. 29-3O HE Elegye. 9th. Oh, lett me not serve soe, as those Men serve ElWar C2.29 f. 30-30v HE Elegye. 10.th Till I haue Peace wth thee, warr other Men ElFatal C2.30 ff. 30v-31v HE Elegie: 11th. By our first strange & fatall Interviewe ElNat C2.31 f. 31v HE Elegie. 12th. Natures lay Ideott, I taught Thee to loue ElProg C2.32 ff. 32-33 HE Elegie. 13th. Who ever loues, yf hee doe not propose Storm C2.33 ff. 33-34 HE The Storme to Mr Christopher Brooke. Thou wch art I, (t'is nothinge to bee soe) Calm C2.34 ff. 34-35 HE The Calme.| Our Storme ys past, & yt Stormes Tyrannous rage HWKiss C2.35 ff. 35-36 HE To Sr Henry Wotton.| Sr, letters, more then kisses, mingle Soules Cross C2.36 ff. 36-37 HE The Crosse.  Since Christ embrac'd the Crosse yt selfe, Dare I Mark C2.37 ff. 37-38 HE Elegie on the Ladye Marckeham/,  Man is the World, and Death the ocean BoulRec C2.38 ff. 38-39 HE Eligie on Mrs Boulstred./  Death, I Recant, and say vnsay'd by Mee HG C2.39 f. 39-39v HE To Sr Henry Goodyere  Who makes the Past, a Patterne for next Yeare RWThird C2.40 ff. 39v-40 HE To Mr Rowland Woodwarde.|  Lyke One Who in her Third Widowheade doth profes HWNews C2.41 f. 40-40v HE To Sr Henry Wootton.  Here ys noe more newes, then vertue, I may as well BedfReas C2.42 ff. 40v-41 HE To the Countesse of Bedford.  Madame. /Reason ys our Soules lefthand, Fayth her Right BedfRef C2.43 ff. 41-42 HE To the Countesse of Bedford.  Madame. /You haue refyn'd Mee, and to worthyest Things EdHerb C2.44 f. 42-42v HE To Sr Edward Herbert. At Iuliers  Man is a lumpe, where all Beasts kneaded Bee Annun C2.45 ff. 42v-43 HE The Annuntiation:  Taymelye frayle Bodye, abstayne to day; To day Goodf C2.46 ff. 43v-44 HE Goodfryday. 1613. Ridinge towards Wales.  Let Mans Soule be a spheare, and then in thys Carey C2.47 ff. 44-45 HE A Letter to the Ladye Carey, and /Mrs Essex Riche. from Amyens. [44]  Madame. /Here where by all, all Saints invoked are Sal C2.48 ff. 45-46 HE To the Countesse of Salisburye. /August 1614.|  Fayre, great, and good, since seeinge yow, wee see Lit C2.49 ff. 46-49v HE The Letanye. >>To S:r Tho: Roe<< /The Father. /1.  Father of Heaven, and hym by whome Mess(a) C2.50 ff. 49v-50 HE Songe.  Send home my longe strayde eyes to Mee Bait C2.51 f. 50-50v HE om  Come liue wth Mee, and be my Loue Appar C2.52 f. 50v HE The Apparition  When by thy Scorne, O Murdres, I am dead Broken(a) C2.53 ff. 50v-51 HE Songe.  Hee ys starke Madde, who ever sayes Lect C2.54 f. 51-51v HE om  Stand still and I will reade to Thee ValMourn C2.55 ff. 51v-52 HE A Valediction  As Virtuous Men passe myldlye away GoodM C2.56 f. 52-52v HE om  I wonder by my Troth, what Thou, and I SGo C2.57 ff. 52v-53 HE Songe.  Goe, and catch a Fallinge Starre WomCon C2.58 f. 53 HE om  Now Thou hast lov'd Mee one whole day Image C2.59 f. 53-53v HE om  Image of her whome I loue, more then Shee SunRis C2.60 ff. 53v-54 HE To the Sonne.  Busy old Foole, vnrulye Sunne Ind C2.61 f. 54 He Songe.  I can loue both fayre & browne LovUsury C2.62 f. 54-54v HE om  For every hower that Thou wilt spare mee now Canon C2.63 ff. 54v-55 HE The Canonization.|  For godsake holld yor Tongue, and lett Mee love Triple C2.64 f. 55-55v HE Song.  I am two Fooles, I knowe LovInf C2.65 ff. 55v-56 HE om  Yf yet I haue not all Yor loue SSweet C2.66 f. 56-56v HE Song.|  Sweetest loue I doe not goe, for Wearines of Thee Leg C2.67 ff. 56v-57 HE Song.|  When I dyed last, and Deare I dye Fever C2.68 f. 57 HE Feaver.|  Oh do not dye, for I shall hate Air C2.69 f. 57v HE Ayre and Angells.|  Twice or Thrice had I lou'd Thee Break C2.70 ff. 57v-58 HE om  Tis true, tis day, what though yt be Anniv C2.71 f. 58-58v HE om  All Kings, and all theyre Favorites ValName C2.72 ff. 58v-59v HE A Valediction of my Name, in the Windowe.|  My name engrau'd herein ElAut C2.73 ff. 59v-60v HE Elegie Autumnall.  No springe, nor Summer Beauty, hath such grace Twick C2.74 f. 60v HE om  Blasted wth sighes, and surrounded wth Teares ValBook C2.75 f. 61-61v HE Valediction of the Booke.|  Ile tell Thee now, (deare loue) what thou shalt doe Commun C2.76 ff. 61v-62 HE om  Good wee must loue, and must hate Ill LovGrow C2.77 f. 62-62v HE Springe.  I scarce beleeve my love to be soe pure LovExch C2.78 ff. 62v-63 HE om  Loue any Devill else but yow ConfL C2.79 f. 63-63v HE om  Some Man vnworthy to bee possessor Dream C2.80 ff. 63v-64 HE The Dreame.  Deare Loue, for nothinge lesse then Thee ValWeep C2.81 f. 64-64v HE A Valediction.|  Lett mee powre forth LovAlch C2.82 ff. 64v-65 HE Mummie.  Some yt haue deeper digg'd loues Myne then I Flea C2.83 f. 65 HE The Flea.  Marke but thys Flea, and marke in Thys Curse C2.84 f. 65-65v HE The Curse.  Who ever gesses, thinks, or dreames, he knowes Ecst C2.85 ff. 65v-67 HE The Extasye.|  Where lyke a Pillowe on a Bedd Under C2.86 f. 67 HE om  I haue done one Braver Thinge LovDeity C2.87 f. 67v He Loues Deytye.|  I long to talke wth some olld lovers Ghost LovDiet C2.88 ff. 67v-68 HE Loves Dyett.|  To what a Cumbersome vnwildinesse Will C2.89 ff. 68v-69 HE The Will.  Before I sigh my last gaspe, let Mee breath Fun C2.90 f. 69r-v HE The Funerall.|  Who ever comes to shroude Mee, doe noe harme Blos C2.91 ff. 69v-70 HE The Blossome.|  Little thinkest Thou poore Flower Prim C2.92 f. 70r-v HE The Primerose.|  Vpon thys Primerose hill Relic C2.93 ff. 70v-71 HE The Relique.  When my Grave ys broake vp agayne Damp C2.94 f. 71r-v HE The Dampe.|  When I an[sic] dead, and Doctors know not Why EpEliz C2.95 ff. 71v-73 HE An Epithalamion, or Maryadge Song  Hayle Bishop Valentine, whose day, this ys Eclog C2.96 ff. 73-77 HE Ecclogue. [73]  Vnseasonable Man, Statue of Ice Har C2.97 ff. 77-80v HE Obsequies to the Lord Harrington, brother to the Countesse of Bedford./  Fayre Soule, wch was not onely, as all soules bee [non-canonical poems on f. 81r-v] Christ C2.98 f. 81v HE Doctor Dunn's going into Bohemia /Himme to Christ.  In what torne shipp soeuer I embarke, [non-canonical poems on ff. 82r-85r] Broken(b) C2.99 f. 85v HE om  Hee is stark madde, who euer sayes [non-canonical poems on f. 86r-v] Mess(b) C2.100 f. 87r HE om  Send home my long strayed eyes to mee [non-canonical poems on ff. 87v-134r]