LIST OF FIRST LINES.

[I have included in this list, besides the first lines of the poems in the text, those of others which are printed or discussed in the notes and appendices. These latter, many of which are not Donne's, are distinguished by italics.]

Absence, hear thou my protestation ii. 249
Adopted in God's family and so i. 197

After those reverend papers, whose soul is ii. 37

All hail, sweet poet, more full of more strong fire ii. 29 All kings, and all their favourites i. 20

Although the Cross could not Christ here detain i. 251 Although thy hand and faith, and good works too i. 96 An ill year of a Goodyere us bereft ii. 217

As due by many titles I resign i. 144

As the sweet sweat of roses in a still i. 104

As virtuous men pass mildly away i. 44

At once from hence my lines and I depart ii. 31
At the round earth's imagined corners blow i. 147
Away, thou changeling motley humourist ii. 164

Base Love, the stain of youth, the scorn of age ii. 265
Batter my heart, three-person'd God; for you ii. 151
Before I sigh my last gasp, let me breathe i. 51
Behold a wonder such as hath not been ii. 307
Believe your glass, and if it tell you, dear ii. 257
Beware, fair maid, of musky courtier's oaths ii. 256
Blasted with sighs, and surrounded with tears i. 25
Blest are your north parts, for all this long time ii. 36
Both robb'd of air, we both lie in one ground ii. 199
Busy old fool, unruly sun i. 6

By children's births, and death, I am become ii. 199
By Euphrates flow'ry side ii. 302

By our first strange and fatal interview

127

Care-charming sleep, thou easer of all woes ii. 306
Come, Fates; I fear you not! All whom I owe i. 114
Come live with me, and be my love i. 41

Come, madam, come, all rest my powers defy i. 136
Compassion in the world again is bred ii. 201

Dear love, continue nice and chaste ii. 303
Dear love, for nothing less than thee i. 33

Death, be not proud, though some have called thee i.

149

Death, be not proud, thy hand gave not this blow ii. 85 Death I recant, and say, "Unsaid by me ii. 82

Eternal God-for whom who ever dare i. 171

Fair, great, and good, since seeing you we see ii. 52
Fair soul, which wast, not only as all souls be ii. 70
Farewell, you gilded follies, pleasing troubles! ii. 273
Father of Heaven, and Him, by whom i. 159
Father, part of his double interest i. 152

Fie, fie, you sons of Pallas, what mad rage ii. 285
Fly, paper, kiss those hands ii. 299

Fond woman, which wouldst have thy husband die i. 92

For every hour that thou wilt spare me now i. 8

For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love i. 9 For my first twenty years, since yesterday i. 64 Friendship on earth we may as easily find ii. 290

Go and catch a falling star i. 3

God grant thee thine own wish, and grant thee mine i. 198

Good we must love, and must hate ill i. 28

Great and good if she deride me ii. 271

Hail Bishop Valentine, whose day this is i. 73

Hark, news, O envy; thou shalt hear descried i. 121 Haste thee, harsh verse, as fast as thy lame measure ii. 30 He is stark mad, who ever says i. 43

Her of your name, whose fair inheritance i. 143 Here's no more news than virtue; I may as well ii. 14 Here take my picture; though I bid farewell i. 100 Here two rich ravish'd spirits kiss and twine ii. 297 Here uninterr'd suspends, doubtless to save ii. 300 Here uninterr'd suspends (though not to save ii. 300 Here, where by all all saints invoked are ii. 49 He that cannot choose but love i. 71 He was the Word that spake it ii. 304 'Honour is so sublime perfection ii. 41 How sits this city, late most populous i. 177

I am a little world made cunningly i. 146

I am two fools, I know i. II

I am unable, yonder beggar cries ii. 200
I can love both fair and brown i. 7

I fix my eye on thine, and there i. 40

I have done one braver thing i. 5

I have learned by those laws [Prose letter] ii. 69
I know as well as you she is not fair ii. 291

I know not how desert more great can rise, ii. 299

I long to talk with some old lover's ghost i. 49

I must confess a priest of Phoebus late ii. 236

I never stoop'd so low, as they i. 61

presume you rather try what you can do in me [Prose Letter] ii. 89

I scarce believe my love to be so pure i. 29

I sing no harm, good sooth, to any wight i. 122

I sing the progress of a deathless soul ii. 140

I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I i. a
If, as mine is, thy life a slumber be ii. 34
If faithful souls be alike glorified i. 148

If great men wrong me, I will spare myself ii. 58
If her disdain least change in you can move i. 69
If in his study he hath so much care ii. 200
If poisonous minerals, and if that tree i. 148
If shadows be the picture's excellence ii. 267

If yet I have not all thy love, i. 12

Ille ego, qui vivo retuli solamen amico ii. 296

I'll tell thee now (dear love) what thou shalt do i. 26
Image of her whom I love, more than she i. 108
Insultus morbi primus; Post, actio laesa ii. 315

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In that, O Queen of Queens, thy birth was free ii. 304
In what torn ship so ever I embark i. 176

Is Death so great a gamester, that he throws ii. 304
Is not thy sacred hunger of science ii. 33

Is there no day, madam, for you; is all ii. 254

Keep station, Nature, and rest, Heaven, sure ii. 299
Kind pity chokes my spleen; brave scorn forbids ii. 174
Klockius so deeply hath sworn ne'er more to come ii. 207

Language, thou art too narrow and too weak ii. 86
Let man's soul be a sphere, and then, in this i. 158
Let me pour forth i. 34

Like Esop's fellow-slaves, O Mercury ii. 201

Like one who in her third widowhood doth profess ii. 12 Like to the damask rose you see ii. 300

Little think'st thou, poor flower i. 55

Lo here's a man, worthy indeed to travel ii. 289
Look to me, faith, and look to my faith, God ii. 66
Love, any devil else but you i. 30

Love, bred of glances 'twixt amorous eyes ii. 293

Mad paper, stay, and grudge not here to burn ii. 38
Madam, that flea which crept between your breasts ii. 252
Man is a lump, where all beasts kneaded be ii. 18
Man is the world, and death the ocean ii. 79

Man to God's image, Eve to man's was made ii. 26
Mark but this flea, and mark in this i. I

Marry, and love thy Flavia, for she i. 93

Men write that love and reason disagree ii. 192

My fortune and my choice this custom break ii. 100
My Lord, now you're at Rome and there behold ii. 301
My name engraved herein i. 21

Nature's lay idiot, I taught thee to love i. 103
No lover saith, I love, 'nor any other i. 64
No praise it is that him who Python slew ii. 278
No spring, nor summer beauty hath such grace i. 106
Nothing could make me sooner to confess ii. 118
Not kiss! by Jove I will, and make impression ii. 261
Not that in colour it was like thy hair i. 109
Now thou hast loved me one whole day i. 4

O! do not die, for I shall hate i. 17

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O fruitful garden, and yet never tilled ii. 284
O, let me not serve so, as those men serve i. 101
O madam, you are of all women true ii. 254
O! might those sighs and tears return again
O, my black soul, now thou are summoned i. 145
O thou which to search out the secret parts ii. 32
O, to what height will love of greatness drive ii. 62
Oft did I hear, our eyes the passage were ii. 305
Of that short roll of friends writ in my heart ii. 35
Once, and but once, found in thy company
One calls me friend, yet urges me to pay ii. 268
Others at the porches and entries of their buildings
[Prose] ii. 138

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Our storm is past, and that storm's tyrannous rage ii. 4
Out of a fired ship, which by no way ii. 199

Painter, while there thou sit st drawing the sight ii. 253
Parturiunt madido quæ nixu præla recepta ii. 61
Philo with twelve years' study hath been grieved ii. 200
Praise, pleasure, profit, is that threefold band ii. 305
Pregnant again with th' old twins, Hope and Fear ii. 30
Priests make Christ body and soul; you need not doubt ii.
300

Qui prius assuetus serpentum fasce tabellas i, 196
Quod arte ausus es hic tua, Poeta ii. 65

Quod crux nequibat fixa, clavique addita i. 250

Quot, dos haec, Linguists perfetti, Disticha fairont ii. 290

Reason is our soul's left hand, Faith her right ii. 15
Renowned Spenser, lie a thought more nigh ii. 302

Say not that you love, unless you do ii. 292

See, Sir, how, as the sun's hot masculine flame i. 138
Send home my long stray'd eyes to me i. 37

Send me some tokens, that my hope may live i. 70

Shall I go force an elegy, abuse ii. 260

Shall Love, that gave Latona's heir the foil ii. 264
She, little, promised much ii. 236

She's dead; and all which die i. 60

Sickness' first grudge: Senses and action fall ii. 318