Poems of John Donne, Volume 2Lawrence & Bullen, 1896 |
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... doth fulfil All offices of death , except to kill . had forgot But when I waked , I saw that I saw not ; I , and the sun , which should teach me , East , west , day , night ; and I could only say , If th ' world had lasted , now it had ...
... doth fulfil All offices of death , except to kill . had forgot But when I waked , I saw that I saw not ; I , and the sun , which should teach me , East , west , day , night ; and I could only say , If th ' world had lasted , now it had ...
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... Doth cover ; so that we , except God say Another Fiat , shall have no more day . So violent , yet long , these furies be , 70 That though thine absence starve me , I wish not thee . THE CALM . OUR storm is past , and that storm's ...
... Doth cover ; so that we , except God say Another Fiat , shall have no more day . So violent , yet long , these furies be , 70 That though thine absence starve me , I wish not thee . THE CALM . OUR storm is past , and that storm's ...
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... doth hear , And makes his life but like a pair of beads . A palace , when ' tis that which it should be , Leaves growing , and stands such , or else decays ; But he which dwells there is not so ; for he Strives to urge upward , and his ...
... doth hear , And makes his life but like a pair of beads . A palace , when ' tis that which it should be , Leaves growing , and stands such , or else decays ; But he which dwells there is not so ; for he Strives to urge upward , and his ...
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... doth gather , That she returns home wiser than she went . It pays you well , if it teach you to spare , 30 And make you ashamed to make your hawks ' praise yours , Which when herself she lessens in the air , You then first say , that ...
... doth gather , That she returns home wiser than she went . It pays you well , if it teach you to spare , 30 And make you ashamed to make your hawks ' praise yours , Which when herself she lessens in the air , You then first say , that ...
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... doth profess Herself a nun , tied to retiredness , So affects my Muse , now , a chaste fallowness . Since she to few , yet to too many hath shown , How love - song weeds and satiric thorns are grown , Where seeds of better arts were ...
... doth profess Herself a nun , tied to retiredness , So affects my Muse , now , a chaste fallowness . Since she to few , yet to too many hath shown , How love - song weeds and satiric thorns are grown , Where seeds of better arts were ...
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Page 300 - Christ was the word that spake it, He took the bread and brake it, And what that word did make it, That I believe and take it.
Page 296 - LIKE as the damask rose you see, Or like the blossom on the tree, Or like the dainty flower of May, Or like the morning of the day, Or like the sun, or like the shade, Or like the gourd which Jonas had; Even such is man, whose thread is spun, Drawn out, and cut, and so is done.
Page 233 - Of my anniversaries, the fault that I acknowledge in myself, is to have descended to print anything in verse, which, though it have excuse in our times, by men who profess and practise much gravity ; yet I confess I wonder how I declined to it, and do not pardon myself.
Page 26 - Debtor to th' old, nor creditor to th' new. That cannot say, my thanks I have forgot, Nor trust I this with hopes ; and yet scarce true This bravery is, since these times shew'd me you.
Page 107 - And new philosophy calls all in doubt ; The element of fire is quite put out ; The sun is lost, and th' earth, and no man's wit Can well direct him where to look for it. And freely men confess that this world's spent, When in the planets, and the firmament 210 They seek so many new ; they see that this Is crumbled out again to his atomies. Tis all in pieces, all coherence gone, All just supply, and all relation.
Page 132 - Of unconcerning things, matters of fact, How others on our stage their parts did act, What Caesar did, yea, and what Cicero said. Why grass is green, or why our blood is red, Are mysteries which none have reach'd unto.
Page 131 - Her pure and eloquent blood Spoke in her cheeks, and so distinctly wrought, That one might almost say her body thought.
Page 270 - No broken vows dwell here, nor pale-faced fears ; Then here I'll sit, and sigh my hot love's folly, And learn to affect a holy melancholy : And if contentment be a stranger then, I'll ne'er look for it but in heaven again.
Page 179 - In shillings and in pence at first they deal; And steal so little, few perceive they steal; Till, like the sea, they compass all the land, From Scots to Wight, from mount to Dover strand: And...
Page 106 - Out of her thoughts and deeds, and purify All by a true religious alchemy ; She, she is dead ; she's dead...