W. Milgate (ed.), John Donne: The Satires, Epigrams and Verse Letters
- Critical Apparatus1Zealously my Muse doth salute all thee,
- 2 Enquiring of that mistique trinitee
- 3Wherof thou'and all to whom heavens do infuse
- Editor’s Note4Like fyer, are made; thy body, mind, and Muse.
- Editor’s Note5Dost thou recover sicknes, or prevent?
- Critical Apparatus6Or is thy Mind travail'd with discontent?
- 7Or art thou parted from the world and mee
- 8In a good skorn of the worlds vanitee?
- Editor’s NoteCritical Apparatus9Or is thy devout Muse retyr'd to sing
- 10Upon her tender Elegiaque string?
- Critical Apparatus11Our Minds part not, joyne then thy Muse with myne,
- 12For myne is barren thus devorc'd from thyne.
To Mr R. W. First printed in E. Gosse, Life and Letters of John Donne, 1899. Text and title from W.
1 thee,] thee W
l. 5. Are you recovering from sickness, or keeping oat of the way of infection (perhaps by the plague, 1592–4)?
6 travail'd] travaild W
9 retyr'd] retyrd W
l. 9. devout: devoted to her task.
11 myne,] myne W