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Poems By John Donne

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A Fever     A Hymn To Christ At The Author's Last Going Into Germany A Hymn To God The Father A Lame Beggar A Valediction : Forbidding...

Elegy VII - by John Donne

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Nature's lay idiot, I taught thee to love, And in that sophistry, Oh, thou dost prove Too subtle: Foole, thou didst not understand The ...

Elegy VI - by John Donne

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Oh, let me not serve so, as those men serve Whom honour's smokes at once fatten and starve; Poorly enrich't with great men's wo...

Holy Sonnet XVI : Father, Part Of His Double Interest - by John Donne

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Father, part of his double interest Unto thy kingdom, thy Son gives to me, His jointure in the knotty Trinity He keeps, and gives to me his...

Elegy II : The Anagram - by John Donne

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Marry, and love thy Flavia, for she Hath all things whereby others beautious be, For, though her eyes be small, her mouth is great, Though ...

Holy Sonnet VIII : If Faithful Souls Be Alike Glorified - by John Donne

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If faithful souls be alike glorified As angels, then my fathers soul doth see, And adds this even to full felicity, That valiantly I hells ...

Holy Sonnet XV : Wilt Thou Love God, As He Thee? Then Digest - by John Donne

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Wilt thou love God, as he thee? Then digest, My soul, this wholesome meditation, How God the Spirit, by angels waited on In heaven, doth ma...

Elegy VIII : The Comparison - by John Donne

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As the sweet sweat of roses in a still, As that which from chafed musk-cats' pores doth trill, As the almighty balm of th' early Ea...

The Dissolution - by John Donne

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She's dead; and all which die To their first elements resolve; And we were mutual elements to us, And made of one another. My body then...

Holy Sonnet XII : Why Are We By All Creatures Waited On? - by John Donne

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Why are we by all creatures waited on? Why do the prodigal elements supply Life and food to me, being more pure than I, Simple, and further...

Holy Sonnet II : As Due By Many Titles I Resign - by John Donne

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As due by many titles I resign My self to Thee, O God; first I was made By Thee, and for Thee, and when I was decayed Thy blood bought that...

Elegy IX : The Autumnal - by John Donne

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No spring nor summer Beauty hath such grace As I have seen in one autumnall face. Young beauties force our love, and that's a rape, Thi...

Elegy IV : The Perfume - by John Donne

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Once, and but once found in thy company, All thy supposed escapes are laid on me; And as a thief at bar is questioned there By all the men ...

Holy Sonnet III : O Might Those Sighs And Tears Return Again - by John Donne

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O might those sighs and tears return again Into my breast and eyes, which I have spent, That I might in this holy discontent Mourn with som...

A Hymn To Christ At The Author's Last Going Into Germany - by John Donne

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In what torn ship soever I embark, That ship shall be my emblem of thy Ark; What sea soever swallow me, that flood Shall be to me an emblem...

Holy Sonnet IV : Oh My Black Soul! Now Art Thou Summoned - by John Donne

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Oh my black soul! now art thou summoned By sickness, death's herald, and champion; Thou art like a pilgrim, which abroad hath done Trea...

Elegy III : Change - by John Donne

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Although thy hand and faith, and good works too, Have sealed thy love which nothing should undo, Yea though thou fall back, that apostasy C...

Love's Usury - by John Donne

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For every hour that thou wilt spare me now I will allow, Usurious God of Love, twenty to thee, When with my brown my gray hairs equal be; T...

The Expiration - by John Donne

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So, so, break off this last lamenting kiss, Which sucks two souls, and vapors both away, Turn thou ghost that way, and let me turn this, An...

The Damp - by John Donne

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When I am dead, and doctors know not why, And my friends' curiosity Will have me cut up to survey each part,— When they shall find your...