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John Donne: Twickenham Garden

Twickenham GardenBlasted with sighs, and surrounded with tears, Hither I come to seek the spring, And at mine eyes, and at mine ears, Receive such balms as else cure every thing…

John Donne: A Valediction of Weeping

A Valediction of Weeping Let me pour forth My tears before thy face, whilst I stay here, For thy face coins them, and thy stamp they bear, And by this mintage they are…

John Donne: The Sun Rising

The Sun Rising Busy old fool, unruly Sun, Why dost thou thus, Through windows, and through curtains, call on us? Must to thy motions lovers' seasons run?…

John Donne: Lovers' Infiniteness

Lovers' InfinitenessIf yet I have not all thy love, Dear, I shall never have it all; I cannot breathe one other sigh, to move, Nor can intreat one other tear to fall; And all my treasure,…

John Donne: Witchcraft by a Picture

Witchcraft by a PictureI fix mine eye on thine, and there Pity my picture burning in thine eye; My picture drown'd in a transparent tear, When I look lower I espy…

John Donne: Negative Love

Negative LoveI never stoop'd so low, as they Which on an eye, cheek, lip, can prey; Seldom to them which soar no higher Than virtue, or the mind to admire. For sense and…

John Donne: The Triple Fool

The Triple Fool I am two fools, I know, For loving, and for saying so In whining poetry; But where's that wise man, that would not be I, If she would not…

John Donne: Love's Alchemy

Love's AlchemySome that have deeper digg'd love's mine than I, Say, where his centric happiness doth lie. I have loved, and got, and told, But should I love, get, tell, till I…

Van Doren, Mark

(Encyclopedia) Van Doren, Mark 1894–1973, American poet and critic, b. Hope, Vermilion co., Ill., Ph.D. Columbia, 1920; brother of Carl Van Doren. He taught English at Columbia (1920–59), where he…

John Donne: Air and Angels

Air and AngelsTwice or thrice had I loved thee, Before I knew thy face or name; So in a voice, so in a shapeless flame Angels affect us oft, and worshipp'd be. Still when,…