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John Donne: The Relic

The Relic When my grave is broke up again Some second guest to entertain, —For graves have learn'd that woman-head, To…

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…

Whitman, Sarah Helen (Power)

(Encyclopedia) Whitman, Sarah Helen (Power), 1803–78, American poet, b. Providence, R.I. In 1828 she married a Boston lawyer, John W. Whitman; after his death (1833) she returned to Providence and…

John Donne: The Computation

The ComputationFor my first twenty years, since yesterday, I scarce believed thou couldst be gone away; For forty more I fed on favours past, And forty on hopes that thou wouldst…

John Donne: The Apparition

The ApparitionWhen by thy scorn, O murd'ress, I am dead, And that thou thinkst thee free From all solicitation from me, Then shall my ghost come to thy bed, And thee, feign'd vestal, in worse…

John Donne: The Paradox

The ParadoxNo lover saith, I love, nor any other Can judge a perfect lover; He thinks that else none can or will agree, That any loves but he; I cannot say…

John Donne: The Dissolution

The Dissolution 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 doth…

John Donne: The Token

The TokenSend me some tokens, that my hope may live Or that my easeless thoughts may sleep and rest; Send me some honey, to make sweet my hive, That in my passions I may hope the…

John Donne: Love's Exchange

Love's ExchangeLove, any devil else but you Would for a given soul give something too. At court your fellows every day Give th' art of rhyming, huntsmanship, or play, For them which were…