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Poetry resources and poetry in the public domain compiled by David Johnson Follow, poet, follow right To the bottom of the night, With your unconstraining voice Still persuade us t…

John Donne: The Ecstacy

The EcstacyWhere, like a pillow on a bed, A pregnant bank swell'd up, to rest The violet's reclining head, Sat we two, one another's best. Our hands were firmly cemented By a…

John Donne: The Bait

The BaitCome live with me, and be my love, And we will some new pleasures prove Of golden sands, and crystal brooks, With silken lines and silver hooks. There will the river whisp'ring run War…

John Donne: A Fever

A FeverO! do not die, for I shall hate All women so, when thou art gone, That thee I shall not celebrate, When I remember thou wast one. But yet thou canst not die, I know; T…

John Donne: The Undertaking

The UndertakingI have done one braver thing Than all the Worthies did; And yet a braver thence doth spring, Which is, to keep that hid. It were but madness now to impart …

John Donne: The Message

The MessageSend home my long stray'd eyes to me, Which, O! too long have dwelt on thee; Yet since there they have learn'd such ill, Such forced fashions, And false passio…

John Donne: Community

CommunityGood we must love, and must hate ill, For ill is ill, and good good still; But there are things indifferent, Which wee may neither hate, nor love, But one, and then another prov…

John Donne: The Expiration

The ExpirationSo, 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 ourselves benight …

John Donne: The Blossom

The Blossom Little think'st thou, poor flower, Whom I've watch'd six or seven days, And seen thy birth, and seen what every hour Gave to thy growth, thee to this height to raise, An…

John Donne: The Canonization

The CanonizationFor God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love; Or chide my palsy, or my gout; My five gray hairs, or ruin'd fortune flout; With wealth your state, your mind with…