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...
both break ghost happiest last selves sucks thou turn
So, so, break off this last lamenting kiss, / Which sucks two souls, and vapours both away,/ Turn thou ghost that way, and let me turn this, / And let our selves benight our happiest day.
cause constant exercise god hath seem therefore
There is nothing which God hath established in a constant cause of nature, and which therefore is done everyday, but would seem a miracle, and exercise our admiration, if it were done but once.
love thou whom
O, if thou car'st not whom I love alas, thou lov'st not me.
broke dear dream happy less strong thee theme therefore thou
Dear love, for nothing less than thee / Would I have broke this happy dream, / It was a theme / For reason, much too strong for fantasy, / Therefore thou waked'st me wisely; yet / My dream thou brok'st not, but continued'st it.
bell send thee therefore whom
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee
faith fears god hears sees
As he that fears God hears nothing else, so, he that sees God sees every thing else.
fears god sees
As he that fears God fears nothing else, so, he that sees God sees everything else
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.
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 god love talk
I long to talk with some old lover's ghost, / Who died before the god of love was born.
alike loves none thou
If our two loves be one, or, thou and I love so alike that none can slacken, none can die.
god neglect noise rattling whining
I neglect God and his Angels, for the noise of a fly, for the rattling of a coach, for the whining of a door.
mine
But I do nothing upon myself, and yet I am mine own Executioner.
mine
But I do nothing upon myself, and yet am mine own executioner.