John Donne
John Donne
John Donnewas an English poet and a cleric in the Church of England. He is considered the pre-eminent representative of the metaphysical poets. His works are noted for their strong, sensual style and include sonnets, love poems, religious poems, Latin translations, epigrams, elegies, songs, satires and sermons. His poetry is noted for its vibrancy of language and inventiveness of metaphor, especially compared to that of his contemporaries. Donne's style is characterised by abrupt openings and various paradoxes, ironies and dislocations...
current except money nature nearer treasure
Tribulation is treasure in the nature of it, but it is not current money in the use of it, except we get nearer and nearer our home, heaven, by it.
call ghosts
Yet call not this long life; but think that I Am, by being dead, immortal; can ghosts die?
call ghosts life
Yet call not this long life; but think that IAm, by being dead, immortal; can ghosts die?
cute-love face knew loved sweet-love thy twice
Twice or thrice had I loved thee, Before I knew thy face or name.
met though till
Though she were true, when you met her,/ And last, till you write your letter, / Yet she / Will be / False, ere I come, to two, or three.
shall thou thy work
Thou hast made me, and shall thy work decay?
declining sharp
Where can we find two better hemispheres/ Without sharp North, without declining West?
bank pillow pregnant rest sat
Where, like a pillow on a bed, / A pregnant bank swelled up, to rest / The violet's reclining head, / Sat we two, one another's best.
died full hour hours thee though
When I died last, and, Dear, I die / As often as from thee I go, / Though it be but an hour ago, / And lovers' hours be full eternity.
died full hour hours lovers thee though
When I died last, and, Dear, I die as often as from thee I go though it be but an hour ago and lovers hours be full eternity.
benefit draws hook jaws sticks takes
There is a hook in every benefit that sticks in his jaws that takes the benefit, and draws him whither the benefactor will
alike equally loves none thou whatever
Whatever dies, was not mix'd equally ;If our two loves be one, or thou and I Love so alike that none can slacken, none can die.
faith left reason
Reason is our soul's left hand, faith her right.
poetry saying whining
I am two fools, I know, for loving, and for saying so in whining poetry.