Digital Donne: the Online Variorum
The 1654 Prose Letters Letter 16, cont., and Letter 17 (p.42) |
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place in your love, I would not forbear to tell you so. If I shall also tell you, that when this place affords any thing worth your hearing, I will be your relator, I think I take so long a day, as you would forget the debt, it appears yet to be so barren. Howsoever with every commodity, I shall say some- thing, though it be but a descant upon this plain song, that I am Line omitted Your affectionate servant J. Donne. To all my friends: Sir H. Goodere. sir, I am not weary of writing; it is the course but durable garment of my love; but I am weary of wanting you. I have a minde like those bodies, which have hot Livers, and cold stomachs; or such a dis- temper as travelled me at Paris; a Fever, and dysentery: in which, that which is phy- sick to one infirmity, nourishes the other. So I abhor nothing more then sadnesse, ex- cept the ordinary remedy, change of com- [CW: pany.] |
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