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This I mean to do forthwith; not for much publique view, but at mine own cost, a few Copies. I apprehend some incongruities in the resolution; and I know what I shall suffer from many interpretations: but I am at an end of much considering that; and, if I were as startling in that kinde, as ever I was, yet in this particular, I am under an unescapable necessity, as I shall let you perceive, when I see you. By this occasion I am made a Rhapsoder of mine own rags, and that cost me more diligence, to seek them, then it did to make them. This made me aske to borrow that old book of you, which it will be too late to see, for that use, when I see you: for I must do this, as a valediction to the world, before I take Orders. But this is it, I am to aske you; whether you ever made any such use of the letter in verse, _A nostre Countesse chez vous_, as that I may not put it in, amongst the rest to persons of that rank; for I desire very very much, that something should bear her name in the book, and I would be just to my written words to my L[ord] _Harrington_, to write nothing after that. I pray tell me as soon as you can, if I be at liberty to insert that; for if you have by any occasion applied any pieces of it, I see not, that it will be discerned, when it appears in the whole piece. Though this be a little matter, I would be sorry not to have an account of it, within as little after Newyears tide, as you could. I have something else to say, of M.
_Villars_ [_Villiers_], but because I hope to see you here shortly, and because new additions, to the truths or rumours, which concern him, are likely to be made by occasion of this Masque, I forbear to send you the edition of this Mart, since I know it will be augmented by the next: of which, if you prevent it not by comming, you shall have by letter an account from
_Your very affectionate friend and servant_ J. Donne.
_Vigilia S{t} Tho._ 1614.
[lxvi.]
_To the worthy Knight Sir_ Tho. Lucy.
_SIR_,
Your letter comes to me, at Grace after supper; it is part of the prayer of that Grace, that G.o.d will blesse you, and all yours with his best blessings of both kinds. I would write you news; but your love to me, may make you apt to over-beleeve news for my sake. And truly all things that are upon the stage of the world now, are full of such uncertainties, as may justly make any man loth to pa.s.se a conjecture upon them; not only because it is hard to see how they will end, but because it is misintertable [_sic_] and dangerous to conjecture otherwise, then some men would have the event to be. That which is especially in my contemplation, which is the issue of my L[ord] of _Canterburies_ businesse (for, thereupon depends the consecration of my predecessor, upon which the Deanery devolves to the King) is no farther proceeded in yet, then that some of the 10 Commissioners have met once; and upon Saterday next there will be a fuller meeting, and an entrance into the businesse, upon which, much, very much in consequence, depends. Of my L. of _Donc[aster]_ we are only a.s.sured, that he is in a good way of convalescence; but of any audience nothing yet. Slacken not your hold of my L. Treasurer, for I have been told that you are in his care. I send you a Copy of that Sermon, but it is not my copy, which I thought my L. of _South-hampton_ would have sent me backe. This you must be pleased to let me have again, for I borrow it: for the other, I will pretermit no time to write it; though in good faith, I have half forgot it. If in any letter I leave out the name of the La[dy] _Hunt[ington]_ or La[dy] _Burdell_, or your daughters, tell them, that I named them. I take the falshood upon me; for I intend it very readily, and very humbly, where I am good for any thing in any of their services. Our blessed Saviour continue and enlarge his blessings to you all, _Amen_.
_Your humble servant in Chr. Jes._ J. Donne.
11 Octob. 1621.
_Why do you say nothing of, my little book of Cases._
[lxvii.]
_To Sir_ G. B.
SIR,
It is one of my blinde Meditations to think what a miserable defeat it would be to all these preparations of braverie, if my infirmity should overtake others: for, I am at least half blinde, my windows are all as full of gla.s.ses of Waters, as any Mountebanks stall. This messenger makes haste, I thank him for it; therefore I onely send you this Letter, which was sent to me about three daies past, and my promise to distribute your other Letters, according to your addresses, as fast as my Monsieur can doe it; for, for any personall service, you must be content, at this time, to pardon
_Your affectionate servant_ J. Donne.
Decemb. 23.
[lxviii.]
_To Sir_ H. Goodere.
SIR,
Agreeably to my fortune, and thoughts, I was crawld this back way from _Keyston_; through my broken cas.e.m.e.nt at _Bedford_, I saw, for my best dish at dinner, your Coach; I studied your gests, but when I knew where you were, I went out of this Town, in a doubt whether I should turn in to _Wrest_; and you know the wisdome of the Parliament is, to resolve ever in the Negative: Therefore it is likeliest I shall not come in there; yet, let me give you in pa.s.sing, thus much account of my self: I thought to kisse my L[ord] _Spencers_ hands, at one house, and have pa.s.sed three. If you know nothing to the contrary, risen since I came from _London_, I am likely to have a room in my L. of Dov. train, into the Countrie; if I have, I do not ask, but use the leave of waiting upon you at home: There and ever elswhere, our blessed Saviour blesse you, and all yours in which number, I pray, account ever
_Your very thankfull servant in Chr. Jes._ J. Donne.
[lxix.]
_To Sir_ H. G.
_SIR_,
I cannot obey you, if you go to morrow to _Parsons-green_; your company, that place, and my promise are strong inducements, but an Ague flouts them all, of which I have had two such threatenings, that I provide against it by a little Physick. This is one fetter; but I have a pair: for I attend Sir _Geo. Mores_ answer in a little businesse, of which I can have no account till his return, so I am fastened here, till after _Sunday_. As you are sure that I love you thorowly, so think this a good expressing of that, that I promise now, that I will certainly goe with you on _Munday_, in despite of these interruptions, and serve you with my company to the _Bathe_; which journie, it is time to hasten. But I pray think this promise so much worth, that it may deserve your comming this way on _Munday_, for I make it with that reservation. G.o.d send you Hawks and fortunes of a high pitch.
_Your honest affectionate_ J. Donne.
[lxx.]
_To Sir_ T. R.
_SIR_,
I have bespoke you a New-years-gift, that is, a good New year, for I have offered your name with my soul heartily to G.o.d in my mornings best Sacrifice: If for custome you will doe a particular office in recompense, deliver this Letter to your Lady, now, or when the rage of the Mask is past. If you make any haste into the Country, I pray let me know it. I would kisse your hands before you goe, which I doe now, and continue
_Your affectionate servant and lover_ J. Donne.
Micham, _the last of_ 1607.
_as I remember_.
[lxxi.]
_To Sir_ Henry Goodere.
SIR,
I speak to you before G.o.d, I am so much affected with yesterdaies accident, that I think I prophane it in that name. As men which judge Nativities, consider not single Starres, but the Aspects, the concurrence and posture of them; so in this, though no particular past arrest me, or divert me, yet all seems remarkable and enormous. G.o.d, which hath done this immediately without so much as a sickness, will also immediately without supplement of friends, infuse his Spirit of comfort, where it is needed and deserved. I write this to you from the _Spring Garden_, whither I withdrew my self to think of this; and the intensenesse of my thinking ends in this, that by my help G.o.ds work should be imperfected, if by any means I resisted the amas.e.m.e.nt.
_Your very true friend_ J. Donne.